Posted 21 Oct 2009 Good morning, sunshine. It is the morning of October 31st. You're tired, but it seems like the sun won't quite let you sink back into your mattress. It is shining through your window and bothering you. If the sun was a person, you would punch it in the mouth. Come on, little guy! Get up! To wake you up, we're going to have to know what your name is. Name this character. I don't really have many story ideas, but you guys are going to tell me where it goes. Post your requests for a name, and anything you want him to do after that. I need your help to keep it going. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 22 Oct 2009 Your name is Henry Gurbleglop Clay. You are awake and more than slightly annoyed. You slowly drag your lazy ass out of bed and hold your head. You have a major headache, and apparently the magical properties of your +5 Dapper Nightcap have not been effective. You are comforted, however, as you feel a nice draft breeze by under your Frilly Granny Nightgown of Defense As you rub your eyes, you manage to get a look around the room. Your bed is ruined and unmade now, and the sun is still shining into your eyes. Behind you is a large closet with an even larger poster of the Jonas Brothers plastered to it. You love the Jonas Brothers! The only obvious exit is east. You haven't looked at the south wall yet. Your window is on your west wall. God, that sun is bright! What do you do? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 22 Oct 2009 You look at the south wall. It is probably your favorite wall of all! A small table stands as the center of attention. It is covered with a silk tablecloth, and the wax of the surrounding aromatherapy candles oozes gently into the fabric. The picture you cut out of Tiger Beat magazine is framed and stands as the beautiful centerpiece. Your Jonas Brothers Shrine makes you want to masturbate, but you decide against it. Your head is still pounding. Your laptop, blinking in standby mode, is snugly stuffed in the rolls of a beanbag chair. You also have some other posters on the wall of the Lesser Gods. Zach Effron and Miley Cyrus reside here, glaring down with envy at the brothers. Miley's breasts have clearly been photoshopped to look huge. As you survey your shrine happily, you realize that the candles are still burning from last night. You should have blown them out before you went to bed. That's dangerous! The sun shines on the smooth surface of the picture frame. Speaking of things you should have done before bed... Don't you always close the window blinds before you sleep? You do, don't you! You're always afraid of Peeping Toms. Did you forget to do it last night? Surely not! So now what? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 22 Oct 2009 Change name to Fo'queshia Mantinette. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 23 Oct 2009 Look out the window. You people aren't very good at this. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites