Kyaztro 2009-07-04 22:53:54

Everyone's arms fall off on Earth. Hilarity ensues.

MindChamber 2009-07-04 22:54:34

you got younger!

SoulMaster71 2009-07-04 23:02:16

I haven't got it all worked out yet, and it probably sounds pretty stupid, but here goes:

Two young men battle and one of them wins. The loser goes home, defeated, and is confronted by the Devil. They make a deal where the loser sells the Devil a part of his soul, in exchange for the power to beat the one who so humiliated him. A year passes, the two square off again, same outcome but the loser is a little more ruthless. The loser goes home, sees the Devil again, and considers that he hasn't been so soundly beaten this time. Same deal, a little more of his soul gone, he becomes a little more evil. Another year, another fight, another loss, the loser goes home and meets the Devil again, same deal. This happens a few times (and each battle the villain looks and acts more and more demonic, less and less human), until the villain sells the rest of his soul to the Devil. By this point the hero is an old man, and the villain (kept young by no longer being human, though still mortal to arms) finally wins, but his wounds are fatal. He dies, and he sees the Devil in Hell. He at last realizes that in evil, even victory is futile because even when you win, you lose.

Sounds stupid, huh?

LenardNotLenny 2009-07-04 23:09:01

In Miami, an orphan is raised by a detective who discovers that his foster son has the urge to kill. He directs the impulse of the boy to kill bad people, teaching him how to operate without leaving any trace. After the death of detective, the orphan works in the forensic department of the Miami Police Department, where his step sister works in the Vice and Narcotics Unit. During his free nights, he leads a double-life, chasing and killing murderers and collecting samples of their blood.

TheBoogley 2009-07-04 23:17:53

you see, there's this goat, and it eats grass, and the grass is all like, STOP EATING ME, and the goats all like, MAKE ME, and the grass gets eaten and it's wailing in agony and shit and it's like, so gross

so, do I get the job?

The-EXP 2009-07-04 23:24:54

There's this plane crash right, which leaves people stranded on an island where loads of crazy stuff happens, and theyre hunted by what at first seems like a mechanical dinosaur, but then turns out to be a smoke monster. Then they meet the islands inhabitants, who are crazy and want to kill them. Then they all go crazy going back in time until they set off a big bomb to try and prevent the future.

Generalflood 2009-07-04 23:40:26

Giant penises begin to slaughter everyone on earth, and only one man can stop them, Billy Mays.

Or

Jesus is ressurected and has to battle a large army of gangsters, he wins but little did he know that the predator was watching over him and is choosing him for prey to put him in a brand new alien stripclub opened up by pimp-pred himself.

Macandy92 2009-07-04 23:43:51

you probably already noticed this, but ashlyn sanchez's and the EXP's jokes are already TV shows. It seems obvious, but it looked like you actually took Sanchez's idea seriously, so I just thought i should warn you.

Kyaztro 2009-07-04 23:44:45

A comedy!!? There's too much comedy now a days. Make it a surrealist horror film,
now that's the ticket.

Starogre 2009-07-04 23:52:30

see there's this kid typing at the computer and he's about to puke all over himself, brb

ZekeySpaceyLizard 2009-07-04 23:58:58

i cant see this backfiring at all

falarinx 2009-07-05 00:08:13

Daydreams.

As you peer off into the barren landscape you see the wind blow the dust across the horizon. Ruined buildings, blood-strewn trenches, pock marks (left by the bombs off long ago), and skeletons are what greets your eyes. As you approach what is left of one of the buildings you feel an arm on your shoulder. When you turn to look at the person who touched you you awake as the professor throws a black-board eraser at your head. You must have been day-dreaming again and the class is still staring at you. You just laugh and shrug it off and class resumes. By the time class ends you look around you expecting to see the shell of a world left behind. But the sun greets shines upon your face and trees offer shade to those below. Standing there staring off into the distance you get lost in your own thoughts and soon you drone out the sounds of the world around you. As the enemy charges at you on his horse with lance in hand you feel the force of its impact on your chest and are knocked unconscious. Awaking to the sound of a hammer striking an anvil. Confused and injured you sit up to ask where you are, but you feel a sharp pain where the lance struck you. The smith spits off to the side and mutters to himself ("That's the thanks I get for saving your sorry ass, just trying to kill yourself again"). Laying back down you notice a figure standing in the doorway. Having caught your attention you try to sit up again and you are left standing in the open clutching your chest. Passersby are staring at you with a look of intrigue upon your their face. You pay them no heed and ponder about getting medication as your dreaming habits have become more unstable. So you walk home and decide to watch the television to rid your mind of any thoughts. As it turns to a commercial that you despise you start thinking about why they even bother trying to sell this crap to anyone anyway. The idea comes into your head that you could probably come up with a better way to sell their product to people. But you hate the product too, so you start to think about other things. One thought leads to another and . . . (insert story stuff here)

Please enjoy the remainder of your twenty-four hour span of time.

GhostOfABullet 2009-07-05 00:28:57

I have an idea for a more serious story

There's this boy named Scott, he could never quite figure out his true place in life since everyone's love and attention for him is superficial. They only like him for his looks, his reliable assistance, and the shine in his blue eyes rather than his thoughts, opinions, and ideals. Although he is very insightful, empathetic and can be very helpful to others with advice and favors, he never really feels appreciated. What keeps him down is this girl named Sarah who practically stalks him and hangs around him all the time. Although they are neighbors, and reluctant childhood friends, this girl represents the negative side of everyone around in the form of one person who is always needy, desires constant attention, and only cares for Scott for eye candy and taking advantage of his generosity.

One day he gauges his eyes out in spite, on the same day the sun went out suddenly(symbolically). Sarah comes to his house and lights a candle and notices that his eyes that were once adored are now gone. When she asks why, he replies " This whole time you thought I was listening, but I was just watching the light between us dim, trying not to stare at your forked tongue or the venom it drips. The way you hold that match so steady, unaware that heaven is collapsing under so much bliss". Then like a 3 second apocalypse.

threebulls 2009-07-05 00:39:47

I have several ideas.

1. A story set in Gotham city focusing on the Riddler, who is being aided by a mysterious being that wishes to help "reform" him while helping with his last riddle. One of my journals has more information, although it might be on my "Cerebreus" account.

2. Two separate stories somehow involving the idea of "least expecting it."

2a. The Antichirst comes to the earth, but no one suspects him because "he's the obvious choice", thus fulfilling the part of the bible saying no one will know its him.

2b. A demon promises to return to terrorize a town when they least expect it. He had always appeared during one of the many suddenly occuring freak thunderstorms, so the townspeople assumed he would come some other way on his return. So every moment of peaceful whether they're paranoid, but during the freak storms they feel safe. Eventually, the demon returns the way he used to, because no one expected him to, thus leading to his return. This can be done as a comedy.

I have more ideas, some grand, some on a lesser scale. For instance, I have this idea involving ugly babies. It is a comedic piece. I don't want to say what it is out in public, so I'll PM you it in a moment.

Let me know if I should submit more ideas and what you think of the ideas I already have.

Olimar011 2009-07-05 01:42:01

How about you tell the story of the great journey you, a man in his forties, went through to return the a 21 year old body?

:D

mrnihil 2009-07-05 01:48:29

a man with chairs for arms is tired of his bland life of serving as VIP sitting at a posh restaurant, meanwhile, his ex-wife, who comes from money, is gradually having her body surgically altered into a penis shaped rocket ship so that she can fuck the moon while drunk convicts rattle around in her hull. when the man with chairs for arms finds out he's the return incarnation of the White Oak Brother of native american mythology, he sets out to stop his ex-wife from raping the moon and giving birth to an apocalyptic race of violent drunk moon-machines with human souls.

TheBoogley 2009-07-05 01:49:37

the grass is a metaphor for, like, society.

capslock6 2009-07-05 02:04:48

just sayin but that AshlynSanchez person down there got that story off a show called HEROES just thought u should know. i cant think of anything right now but i think your style of art would go well with a serious and maybe creepy type of movie. Noir maybe i donno.

Galazor 2009-07-05 02:16:08

Here's something I've been thinking about:

A Japanese exchange student is traveling with their American correspondent through Amish country (I could bury you in a mountain of reasons why if you wanted) when a drunk driver plows into their car and severely injures the american driver, maybe even paralyzes him below the waist or something. The exchange student manages to survive the crash with minimal injuries and goes looking for help. The student goes to a nearby farmhouse to ask for help, since their cellphones were destroyed in the crash. Unfortunately the farmer is a veteran from WW II who was in a Japanese prison camp and still has nationalistic grudges against the Japanese. At this point, the poor student is left in a strange country, in an even stranger sub-culture, and is at the doorstep of a disgruntled WW II vet asking for help. I'll keep it brief, but I could definitely go on from there.

TrevorW 2009-07-05 02:41:59

I wont stand here and pitch a story. That isnt how a writer gets payed in such a place as NG. Get on AIM and I will tailor a story to your needs. Also it wont be generic lifetime/Nora Robberts bullshit.

I don't normally do this either but I like a few of your 2007 works and therefore I like you. Cheers.