The Ice Queen
"What's your name?" he called, marveling at how I had swiftly killed the man who'd threatened him.
I thought deeply about it; I realized I couldn't call myself "Anne" anymore; it felt wrong for me, too weak, too childish.
With a smirk, I looked up at him and replied, "My name is Scimitar."
I'm back, I guess.
A man introduced himself to a woman.
The woman said, "Uh... what's happening to you?"
"I'm much more bad than I was!", the man cried out.
Edited by AutisticAlivia on Feb 17th 2020 at 1:04:56 AM
I can't think of a good signature.
BORK
I stroll down the weird-looking woods to explore.
Then my eyes lay down on a peculiarly endearing creature.
I embrace the creature as a new friend and embark on new adventures.
Celibate Hero
Edited by KJsixteen on Feb 23rd 2020 at 1:08:09 AM
Google Snake Game.
As the Horny Devils attempted to seduce me, I recoiled. "Why?" it responded. "I'm celibate!" I triumphantly said.
Hurricane Kick
Edited by jaketroper on Feb 21st 2020 at 9:00:23 AM
You spin me right round, baby! I'd say it's a good thing, but I've kicked you into submission. I'm sorry.
Edited by FriedBaka on Feb 22nd 2020 at 6:07:46 AM
my current job
This thing you humans call gender... what exactly is it? ...oh, so it's bullshit.
Edited by WilliamRadarStorm on Feb 22nd 2020 at 7:10:25 AM
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.
I worriedly peeked around the corner. They said that anyone that looked at it would never look at anything else again. I saw it and...SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Lennon Specs
Edited by jaketroper on Feb 22nd 2020 at 8:57:51 AM
Exactly what it says on the tin. Write a story, then pick a trope for the next person.
Example:
Person 1: Calling Your Bathroom Breaks
Person 2: Captured, I cried out, "Goddamnit, you villain, I need a bathroom!" The villain looked very baffled, asking "What's a bathroom?" I sighed, realizing it's hard to explain to an alien any information on human needs.
Chekhov's Gun
Person 3: An orange sat on the windowsill as I watched her enter the room. She drew her gun, and I attempted to draw mine, realizing it wasn't there. I threw the orange.
They Call Him "Sword"
With that, I encourage you to begin, with They Call Him "Sword"!
Edited by FriedBaka on Feb 17th 2020 at 1:09:09 PM