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Date: 2008-04-19 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gyladia.livejournal.com
"As I lay sprawled on the porch swing, my mouth crammed painfully full of forced Werther's Originals, I knew Grandpa's chuckles wouldn't lead to a happy story, and they didn't." Sounds like an SNL commercial. I would love to see it.

And the more I thought about "That one should be totally innocuous, and yet "aft porthole" sounds gross." the more I laughed. But I think I just really like whoever was talking about all the entries more than the entries themselves.
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Date: 2008-04-19 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boopsce.livejournal.com
PEWPEW--Lasers!--PEWPEWPEW!

...

I want more of this story.

There is a door--explodes! Bang bang double tap headshot! Suitcase grabbed. Parachute breaks the window! She leaps out after it. WHOOSH! Blood and screams and the howl of the wind.
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Date: 2008-04-19 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boopsce.livejournal.com
Later...

Crash thwack! THWACK! Wood splinters fly! Target dummies drop. He feels no pity. But there is one amongst them--Master Target Dummy! Blows: absorbed; laughter: mocking! NOTHING CAN DEFEAT HIM.

Except...

He turns back.

ROUNDHOUSE KICK!!!

He walks away. Over his shoulder, a crack! Silence--in the cold moonlight, one heartbeat, one breath.

BOOM.

He looks back. Only assholes don't look back.
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Date: 2008-04-19 09:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adamcadre.livejournal.com
Oh, my. That is fantastic. Seriously. "There is a door—explodes!" is gold.
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Date: 2008-04-19 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] indy1725.livejournal.com
Under Bob’s fez was another.

Jeff Marr

I like that one because it feels like it's missing a word, but then it takes a moment to figure out what it would be, and then once you've figured it out you realize that adding it would make the sentence even worse. I don't know why that kind of conundrum amuses me, but it does.


oh, man. he's so right.