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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/03 22:56 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol turns to DePlancher, she's thrilled to hear her voice]

A Terminal. Yes! So fucking awesome!

[Carol claps her hands, hops up and down. She slows her activities, goes inactive, leans over and puts her hands on her knees, and she breathes]

Damn. That was exhausting.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/03 23:35 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus looks at the board, rubs his knees]

You're making moves I haven't accounted for, Rorschalk. Weird.

[He leans forward, examines the board]

Okay, um. Yeah.

[Jesus shoves his E4 pawn to E5. He stands and he stretches]

I see why we came up with chairs. Floor sitting is tough, hombre.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/04 04:49 By: tqr Status: Admin  
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Waited a bit too long to get things started. Damn you.

[Rorschalk rolls his eyes and kicks pawn G4 to G3]

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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/05 01:06 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus settles himself back down onto the tiles. He searches his robes, finds nothing]

Not a single freakin' Java.

[He leans in, examines. He breathes]

Okay.

[He reaches out and shoves his A2 pawn to A4]

I'm skating here, pal. This game is wild crazy.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/06 00:29 By: tqr Status: Admin  
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[The Rorschalk is tempted by the pawn swap ... but decides instead to unwrap one of the javas he'd pickpocketed earlier from the thick layers of Jesus' robes ...]

Thanks, Jesus...

[So sighing, he grabs the nob atop his champion pawn G3 and smites down his opposite on H2. Taking a kitchen match from his pantalon pocket he ignites it with his thumb and puts it to the tip of his pilfered cigar]

Check...

[... his dreadlocked head lost in a roiling cloud of smoke...]

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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/06 22:21 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus slaps his opened palm to his face, squeezes, moans]

Ah. To think, I was too preoccupied by my checkmate to see yours, Rorschalk. Lesson to self, remain calm at all times and observe your surroundings.

[Jesus takes Rorschalks pawn with his King]

And here comes the end of days.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/06 22:35 By: tqr Status: Admin  
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[The Rorschalk pauses to take in the gravity of his moment ... always the vanquished and never the bride when in mortal combat with all of Jesus' aspects and avatars, nor ever certain that this day would come ... he feels not the joy of a conquering mogul, but the abiding calm of a spine-tingling relief]

Queen takes pawns G2 ... [he checks the board for the 100th time just to be sure there is no 11th hour move he's failed to see]

Checkmate?

[Jesus sighs and nods his holy imprimatur, so...]

Checkmate!

[Wiping away a tear, Rorschalk falls off his milk crate in a swoon and gives in to his mental exhaustion, going limp as a wet rag there on the Floor]

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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/08 22:34 By: Jesus Status: Admin  
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[Jesus stands, stretches, and he steps around the board, bends down and slaps Rorschalk's butt cheek]

Good game.

[He walks toward the door]

Must go forth and replenish my Java stash, peoples. I'll be back in a flash.

[He opens the door, and massive winds come in and mess with the Floor, making colored glass tiles skip about, the Iggy Pop poster comes to life for a few seconds, Doomey's Pez collection flies off the cherrywood, the wardrobe doors flap about, DeP's cat hisses and swipes a paw at an assaulting Batman Pez, Jesus's King tips and goes down, Rorschalk's hair stays exactly where it'd been prior to the door opening, capital flits and spins and whirls, Carol raises her hand to cover her eyes as the storm pushes in, and Doomey's suit coat gets blown off his left shoulder to hang like a toga. Jesus shuts the door with a firm shwonck behind him. The swirling debris settles to the floor of the Floor]
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/08 22:49 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey pulls his suit coat right, snaps it, irons it's side seams with his palms. he spits the dead Pall Mall from his lips]

god damn.

[he walks over to the floored Rorschalk and offers a hand]

shit, brother. you won.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/08 23:02 By: carol Status: Admin  
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Meanwhile...

[Carol has grouped together the current capital (it'd gone all wack with the deluge attack) and she's tapped it's edges straight andf laid it out before her. She gazes down on the current cap, and she shakes her head]

Shit. Motherfucker.

[She gathers it up again, and she taps it straight. She clears her throat]

S'not cool to give our wild fella, aka fucking Doomey, a sci-fi capital that thinks of itself fit and straight forward sci-fi. But, I'm not the boss, so...

[She spreads the capital out on the cherrywood's desktop and leans to the side]
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/08 23:17 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey quick steps over to the cherrywood and examines the current capital for like a minute]

yeah, um. this is not what we push upward, get it? there's no way i can let this move upward. just because we're an unknown e-zine, an e-zine that no one examines or has ever heard of, i can't let subpar bullshit gain altitude, unlike all those other "literary" e-zines out there. and good god they are bad, said e-zines, not naming them and you can't make me unless you offer me bourbon. bad and sad. if you want to lower expectations, talking to editors of e-zines here, can't you just go work for food magazines? bourdain's dead so you can all just go ruin that genre! the area of bad prose should not be literature. just saying.

[he gives a nod to Carol]
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/09 00:13 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol gathers up the current capital. She tosses it mirrorballward and the prose lifts and floats and twirls and eventually gets sucked up into the unknown (might be the Terminal, who knows, right?) Carol leans back in the pilot's chair, watches the pages lift and twirl]

Jesse Kemmerer, if that's your real name (doubt the fuck that), your capital has risen. Very cool, man. See what happens.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/09 02:49 By: tqr Status: Admin  
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[Feeling a hitch in his left buttock the Rorschalk rolls onto his back and slowly, he opens his eyes. Doomey stands athwart him, a madman smile, all teeth champing on an unlighted pall mall, a hand extended downward that the big blue bossman might avail himself of...]

Boligard, I had this dream that I had ascended to, nay surpassed even, the throne of ... say, did you slip me a mickey? I have got a hitch in my giddyap ...

[So saying, he reaches out and, using the trickster helping hand, pulls himself to his feet and finds himself studying the board beyond the blue milk crate and the tipped over white king...]

I'll be darned...

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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/12 00:58 By: doomey Status: Admin  
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[doomey bronzes the chessboard and its final scene, and he grabs it up and hands it to Rorschalk]

put that in your trophy case, boss.

[he balances on his feet, twists his lips]

now, prey tell, compadre, why the fuck isn't there any capital piled on my cherrytop. and, no, that is not innuendo.

[he goes to his desk, he leans down and looks under it. he rises, goes all cheek to desktop and looks for anything upon its surface, a crumb or a pez. he stands up all erect. he raises his empty hands before him, and he shrugs his shoulders, one of those "I got nuthin'" gestures. he leans into the desk, slaps his palm on it, and he looks over at the pilot chair-seated Carol]

I just want to watch Sean Penn movies and drink pale ale and smoke. i'm fine with no capital, but damn. the nerve.

[doomey thumbs a swan vesta and lights up a fresh pall mall]

do we have a copy of This Must Be The Place? or The Gunman? look around. look in the wardrobe, under DeP's desk.
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Re:wk 3.0
Date: 2018/06/17 00:19 By: carol Status: Admin  
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[Carol pulls a blue ray from rear pocket, and she waves it in the air like a winning bingo card]

I've got The Thin Red Line, guys. Got's woody and nick and sean and that guy from Piano. Do we have a DVD player up in this house?
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