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wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/01 01:09 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey sets the tumbler on DePlancher's desk, and he backs away]

meanwhile, i've examined a couple VCs gifts, and I've decided to Porthole John Stadelman's Movers and raise Jay Tanji's The Grim Life of Mr. Happy. very happy i finally sent one up. it's been a while.

[he steps over to the pilot's chair and plops his ass down. he pours himself a good one, and he taps out a smoke. he swan vestas the tip of the pall mall, and he sucks in some sweet smoke. he takes a sip of amber, and he closes his eyes. a pounding has been resounding through the Floor, a throbbing, and the ejected pez on the cherrywood are jumping around with it. doomey opens his eyes and glares Carolward]

Fuck, girl. You are ruining my methadone high.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/01 01:11 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol stops pounding the cleaning closet door, and she turns to glare at Boligard. She stances herself all sassy]

Well, for shit's sake, he's been in there for weeks. That's not normal. We need to draw him out. So give me a fucking break, your majesty, I'm just trying to -

[The cleaning closet door bursts open, bullying Carol out onto the tiles, her boots scrambling to keep balance]
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/01 01:13 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus steps out onto the Floor, a bottle of tequila in one hand, and an opened book, his thumb the wedge, in the other. He's wearing very little, and his skin looks newly baked. He has tiny round blue goggles headbanded to his forehead, the kind of goggles one wears in a tanning booth. His support wear is minimal, and we believe we can see a bit of ball, but not sure. He's wearing no sandels, which is strange for Jesus. A half-smoked Java's craddled above his left ear. One of his eyes is opened a little bit more than the other]

Sorry, seriously. I have been tranced by Blood Meridian for the last twenty hours. Best western ever crafted. I'm a slow examiner, so it took me a while, but-

[Jesus mouths the word "damn"]

I do not believe we as a worldwide nation will ever come across something this beautiful and ugly. Must be something wrong with this Cormac McCarthy person.

[Jesus pops the cigar from his ear into his mouth, and he sucks, sucks, sucks, and the glow grows, and he pulls smoke into his maw. He looks around the Floor]

Miss DePlancher. Hope you're doing well. Oh and hey, Carol. And there's Boligard. In his splendor.

[Jesus sucks on the Java]

What are we doing.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/03 03:31 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey goes out onto the tiles and grabs Carols hand, he leads her back to the cherrywood]

girlfriend, sit the shit down and calm yourself.

[he spreads the current cap out on the desktop]

we've got new cap, looks pretty good. nicholas stillman's Mr. Frugal. look it over, see what you think. seems good as far as i've examined.

[doomey wanders off onto the tiles, and he thumbs in butthole surfers' something, and he twists his ass and stomps his boots, and the mirrorball turns overhead, the glittering pips of white light shrapneling everywhich way]
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 01:34 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus tucks the McCarthy book into the backside of his thong. He saunters over to the ass-shaking Boligard, and he grabs the remote and thumbs in Steel Panther's That's What Girls Are For. He shoves Boligard from the tiles, and he takes a stance on the tiles, thrusting his hips forward]

All right!

[The music kicks in and Jesus moves his hips left to right, lifts and lowers his head to the beat. He lip-syncs as the verse rocks and then rolls into view]

I wanna make one thing crystal clear
When I want an ice old beer
Get it real quick and say "yes, dear"
Those are the words that I wanna hear
We’ll get along - you will see
Focus on taking care of me
You gotta make me a priority
Cuz I’m a pretty bitchin’ commodity
Dear old dad, now he’s dead
But when he was alive he always said
"Make those bitches take care of you
Cause that’s what women were born to do!"

[Jesus starts twirling, moving his ass, raising his hands left and then right, doing a kick here and there]

That’s what girls are for
That’s what girls are for!
Cleaning, baking, hot love making
That’s what girls are for!
That’s what girls are for!
Taking directions, giving me erections.

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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 01:41 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey steps up, looks at Jesus like our Lord just farted]

okay, wait, man, that's not cool. the ladies are all real sensitive currently, dumbass. you say one wrong fucked up thang and the women will pound your ass like Roman Polanski ruined that thirteen year old's asshole, dude.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 01:48 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol thrusts her hips from the pilot's chair and meets up with the two fellas meandering around the cherrywood. She's crossing her hands in one of those "reverse this, reboot this" gestures]

okay

[She says]

You seriously can not go there, Boligard. You can't say "pound your ass", and "thirteen year old" in the same sentence, cousin.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 01:54 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus steps over to the cherrywood and leans his thonged hip against its edge]

I may be Christ, but I'm pretty sure he can say those two things in one sentence. Roman did kind of ruin her backend. Though there are rumors that she was totally aware and woke, but that's disgusting!

[Jesus taps about his naked body]

Really wish I had a Java right now.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 02:17 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey moves around the cherrywood and he plants his ass in the pilot's chair that Carol just now vacated. he taps out a pall mall and swan vestas it, sucking in some sweet smoke. he glares at Carol, who stands beside the cherrywood, glaring at him, tapping her boot tip, breathing heavy]

Carol. If you dare go all "me too" on the Floor, i'm just gonna hav'ta vomit all over myself and then walk out the door. we don't do that here. we can defend ourselves. we can decide what's going to happen in the next few seconds, and we can break noses, and we can exit the area, and we can awe the man or woman with really awesome ripping nasty words that make the villians tilt their heads and make their knees quiver. power. girl, we all have power to make the reality go our way. and we all have the power to make life go their way. we all have power. kindle it, make it yours. you didn't fucking die in that homeless camp because you decided not to die.

[doomey puts his arm around Carol]

don't think me evil, girl. you're better than me, better than evil. not sure how much better.

[doomey sucks on the pall mall, blows smoke toward the mirrorball]

so did you examine Mr. Frugal?

[doomey lifts his head and points his index at Jesus]

you're an asshole.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 02:23 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus bows low. He rises]

I do try, cousin.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/08 02:25 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey pours himself a good glass of amber, takes a sip, and then he leans back in the pilot's chair. he sucks some sweet smoke from the pall mall. he looks over at Jesus. he winks]
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/09 01:08 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol stares bullets at Boligard]

Yeah, I examined Stillman's Mr. Frugal, and it had promise at the get go, but...

[Carol steps around the cherrywood, comes up behind the pilot's chair and leans into it, hangs her head and talks down to Boligard]

It lacked craft, brother. It had a cool plot pool, but it just wasn't good enough craftwise. I'm gonna toss it out the Porthole. Though it was close, and the VC should just hone his craft, right?

[Carol grabs the highback of the chair and shakes it]

I hate it when a cap is good but bad!
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/10 01:12 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus pulls a capital from his thong]

I've been sitting on this for a while, a day or hour.

[Jesus shakes his hips to the Twilight Singers that ripple throught the speakers hung up high. He wanders over to the cherrywood, and he spreads the capital on the desktop]

Girl on a Train crafted by Fallen Matthews.

[Jesus examines the cap, and Carol comes up beside him and examines the cap. Boligard leans forward in the pilot's chair drunkedly, looking down on the capital, blinking triplets and twisting his lips. They all focus on the capital, and then, after a few couple of minutes, they sit and stand up somewhat straight]

Nope. This cat can't craft, cousins.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/10 01:32 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol leans her hip against the cherrywood. The edge of her mouth has risen just a tad]

God fuck no, shit. This VC walks in circles, Morrison.

[She remains calm, but passion blooms. She jerks her ass off the desk edge, and she steps out onto the blinking colored tiles]

We want goodstuff, you morons. Stop sending us poo puddles and dried up bird bones. Just stop doing it, fuck.
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Re:wk 2.4
Date: 2018/02/10 02:04 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey leans forward in the pilot's chair]

girl, you've years to go, and i do love the shit out of you but you must calm the shit down. what we need is a taco night, right? a bowl of shredded lettuce, a bowl of roasted pork, a bowl of roasted fowl, and a bowl of shredded cheese, an opened jar of hot peppers and some real honest tortillas. and i'm making my mouth get all wet. hah.

but you are right, sister. the VCs don't know what Goodstuff is. these casual VCs are people that walk around in silk underwear under their thousand dollar miniskirts, texting important texts to important higher ups and tweeting with celebs, ordering their regular at the sport's bar for lunch, and then returning to work happy as a beetle in a pile of shit. on rare occasion, we will come upon a VC of unusual talent. and that's the VC we will focus on, savvy? the job we have is layered with patience, and that patience is hit on and boxed by braggarts and fake news, hah, and and the puppets of the new elite creatives.
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