Pest control technician finds bag of shrunken heads under a clients house that telepathically speak to him and direct him to Ecuador in order to enact revenge on the tribe responsible for their slaughter
The wizard wasn't particularly good at hypnosis. But Carl couldn't care less at the moment. Or rather, it would be more correct to say that he couldn't notice. He was nervous. What else would it be this time? Phoning his highschool girl and telling her he still loved her? Dancing alone?
-- You have to calm down, son.
Carl took those words to heart. There was no question: he wanted to do this, and wanted to do it right. He was the one that initiated it. He would go through with it, and if calming down was necessary, he would be the calmest, most Zen, most serene middle-life-crisis American to ever live.
I want to write a novel about a whiney idiot whose life goes no where and I want the last page to be a run on sentence that doesn't properly end in words, but instead ends with my blood brain matter left on the page. I want them to photo copy the last page and publish it just as it looked after I finish.
Modern America accidentally, in the name of equality and equity, carries out the ideal state outlined by Plato in the Republic. The main character would probably be a self-insert because I'm too moronic.
I was going to write a story about archaeologists in Central America running into covert psychic archaeologists. I wanted to turn it into some nightmare fuel and explore hypermodernity in a different kind of setting.
I did a decent amount of work on it but abandoned that because the themes just didn't work with my style and I never discovered something coherent or compelling enough for me. Working on other stories instead, probably will never touch this plot again in the format it's in.
It is the distant year of 2005. The protagonist's career is basically to rehabilitate people who were turned into robocop equivalents. These people were kidnapped and turned into programmed cyborg slaves, and his role is to aid them recover their free will and humanity. One method of his is to encourage them to write (bad) poetry.
"Prosthetic heart, prosthetic eyes, prosthetic tears in the rain."
trucker picks up Jesus Christ hitchhiking off I-95. they do meth, minister to some lot lizards, and rob a 7-11. Turns out it's not Jesus Christ, it's Judas. they drive off a bridge; trucker survives; when he comes to, it's 50,000 BC. he gets lifted to safety by a pterodactyl, who delivers a 50-page monologue on the unknowability of truth. the trucker weeps. then there's a dance sequence, led by a flamboyantly homosexual Noah and his loose sons. the trucker helps them build the ark; mid-flood, they rescue a man from the deluge, clinging to a tree; it's Jesus.
One man became so furious at the negligence of an airline that he started digging holes in every country he visited. The holes would take the man to different areas of an alternate dimension filled with tropical lands and indigenous people.
A 28 years old incel working on a HR office whose only contact with women has been with prostitutes (he has never felt the slightest hint of true affection), envies his pale and large-butted colleague who looks like Tifa from FFVII and is married to a bulky Black policeman (his biceps is larger than the protagonist's thigh). The end would be a bloody frickfest like the ending of Carrie, but not supernatural.
girl jerk offs in front of mirror because shes sad she cant frick her soul-clone again and then spends the entire series in a schizophrenic torpor because she believes her soul-clone is a different person than her while also being her cosmic mother and because she had sex with her soul-clone she feels shameful because she thinks she fricked her mom so she goes and has relationships with older women
An idealistic poor kid wants to live the American dream, but feels soulless and dead inside having to navigate bureaucracy and wasp culture on his own and once he gets into Harvard he becomes perfectly assimilated into yuppie society, but is haunted by the sins of his past and how he is no different than the future war criminals he goes to school with who see shitskins like him as subhuman wagies. The other main character is his love interest/foil, a pathetic former chud/incel christcuck troon with a martyr complex that seeks redemption for her incel crimes through unwaivering altruism that is really a thin veil for egoism and desire to be loved. I got really excited about this idea but gave up because I wanted to see them live happily ever after, but I am too prideful and illiterate to actually sit down and read the bible.
man goes to help sort an old coworker filing cabinet and finds a ritual book to summon mermaids. he considers using it for fun with his girlfriend, except his girlfriend becomes the mermaid. there is no page about turning back. they try to find the coworker but eventually figure out he must be out at sea as he kept mentioning his longing for it. someone sees the girlfriend and social media gets involved. people fricking drown and die trying to chase the mermaid when they see her. only the protagonist is immune to the charm as he is the bearer of her true love. eventually the guy turns himself into a merman and they both start looking for Atlantis.
Pest control technician finds bag of shrunken heads under a clients house that telepathically speak to him and direct him to Ecuador in order to enact revenge on the tribe responsible for their slaughter
My novel idea grew legs and ran off (that's my novel idea)
i kind of like the idea of two writers jostling for control over the narrative in a novel.
Man gets hypnotised by c**t wizard that forces him to do humiliating shit, but man believes he's doing it of his own free will, introspection ensues
The wizard wasn't particularly good at hypnosis. But Carl couldn't care less at the moment. Or rather, it would be more correct to say that he couldn't notice. He was nervous. What else would it be this time? Phoning his highschool girl and telling her he still loved her? Dancing alone?
-- You have to calm down, son.
Carl took those words to heart. There was no question: he wanted to do this, and wanted to do it right. He was the one that initiated it. He would go through with it, and if calming down was necessary, he would be the calmest, most Zen, most serene middle-life-crisis American to ever live.
insert the rest
I read this as a womans sentient c**t hypnotizing him and it would be an allegory for what pussy can do to a man.
what's that thing on the left? I hate it.
anta, a south american kind of tapir
Pige
pige
Leave my friend Dave alone.
>FRICK YOU TOO
I want to write a novel about a whiney idiot whose life goes no where and I want the last page to be a run on sentence that doesn't properly end in words, but instead ends with my blood brain matter left on the page. I want them to photo copy the last page and publish it just as it looked after I finish.
Modern America accidentally, in the name of equality and equity, carries out the ideal state outlined by Plato in the Republic. The main character would probably be a self-insert because I'm too moronic.
I was going to write a story about archaeologists in Central America running into covert psychic archaeologists. I wanted to turn it into some nightmare fuel and explore hypermodernity in a different kind of setting.
I did a decent amount of work on it but abandoned that because the themes just didn't work with my style and I never discovered something coherent or compelling enough for me. Working on other stories instead, probably will never touch this plot again in the format it's in.
It is the distant year of 2005. The protagonist's career is basically to rehabilitate people who were turned into robocop equivalents. These people were kidnapped and turned into programmed cyborg slaves, and his role is to aid them recover their free will and humanity. One method of his is to encourage them to write (bad) poetry.
"Prosthetic heart, prosthetic eyes, prosthetic tears in the rain."
A non-woke spy infiltrates a woke organization, rises through the ranks, and destroys it from within by making it hyper-woke.
a man wakes up to find himself in a bizarre, dark prison, surrounded by malevolent creatures, then eventually realizes he's up his own butthole
trucker picks up Jesus Christ hitchhiking off I-95. they do meth, minister to some lot lizards, and rob a 7-11. Turns out it's not Jesus Christ, it's Judas. they drive off a bridge; trucker survives; when he comes to, it's 50,000 BC. he gets lifted to safety by a pterodactyl, who delivers a 50-page monologue on the unknowability of truth. the trucker weeps. then there's a dance sequence, led by a flamboyantly homosexual Noah and his loose sons. the trucker helps them build the ark; mid-flood, they rescue a man from the deluge, clinging to a tree; it's Jesus.
One man became so furious at the negligence of an airline that he started digging holes in every country he visited. The holes would take the man to different areas of an alternate dimension filled with tropical lands and indigenous people.
A 28 years old incel working on a HR office whose only contact with women has been with prostitutes (he has never felt the slightest hint of true affection), envies his pale and large-butted colleague who looks like Tifa from FFVII and is married to a bulky Black policeman (his biceps is larger than the protagonist's thigh). The end would be a bloody frickfest like the ending of Carrie, but not supernatural.
boring anime crap
a really smart Black person.
Book about karate girl who says "hiiyaa" and "haaahhh" as she kicks you in the face
girl jerk offs in front of mirror because shes sad she cant frick her soul-clone again and then spends the entire series in a schizophrenic torpor because she believes her soul-clone is a different person than her while also being her cosmic mother and because she had sex with her soul-clone she feels shameful because she thinks she fricked her mom so she goes and has relationships with older women
An idealistic poor kid wants to live the American dream, but feels soulless and dead inside having to navigate bureaucracy and wasp culture on his own and once he gets into Harvard he becomes perfectly assimilated into yuppie society, but is haunted by the sins of his past and how he is no different than the future war criminals he goes to school with who see shitskins like him as subhuman wagies. The other main character is his love interest/foil, a pathetic former chud/incel christcuck troon with a martyr complex that seeks redemption for her incel crimes through unwaivering altruism that is really a thin veil for egoism and desire to be loved. I got really excited about this idea but gave up because I wanted to see them live happily ever after, but I am too prideful and illiterate to actually sit down and read the bible.
I miss these threads.
man goes to help sort an old coworker filing cabinet and finds a ritual book to summon mermaids. he considers using it for fun with his girlfriend, except his girlfriend becomes the mermaid. there is no page about turning back. they try to find the coworker but eventually figure out he must be out at sea as he kept mentioning his longing for it. someone sees the girlfriend and social media gets involved. people fricking drown and die trying to chase the mermaid when they see her. only the protagonist is immune to the charm as he is the bearer of her true love. eventually the guy turns himself into a merman and they both start looking for Atlantis.