leonard267 Posts

I hope you people are enjoying your summer because I am not. This is precisely the reason why I decided to hold a writing event in the vain hope that my summer would be better. How I wish I were in the Southern Hemisphere risking hypothermia...

This event will differ from other writing events like competitions and the like. There will be neither rewards nor a leader board, but the story you make will be added on this thread so that leonard267 would make remarks in his Sisyphean pursuit of happiness.

Please refer to the post below for the rules, event entrants, miscellaneous information and the like.

Well, I am more than glad if you would contribute to the Boring Boy as well. I feel I need to make a summary of what had happened though.



Don't think too much about it. What she is feeling is probably the surprise you would feel if I told that I am into extreme sports or disagree with most of what I write.

And nearly outdid us! Us meaning me and high.

Was wokring Now it is lunch break. I am now wondering you were interested to know what happened in the Boring Boy thread.



I am sure you enjoyed yourself though. You were nearly as culpable as me in steering the story in that direction.

Hello CO2. How is your morning?

You haven't read in its entirety. The reason almost no one in the Lounge will speak about it is because of the Bangladeshi exchange student that I introduced and the nonsense thereafter.

Looking forward to writing together. Change of subject, if you have a response to your own prompt, I would like to see it.

I have to ask, harder to follow for other people, or harder to follow for you? Nobody reads the Boring Boy anyway but if it is hard for you to follow then all the more reason to drop it.

That said, I have issued a threat to Xenon. If the Private Eye is inactive for more than two weeks, I am going to find someone to write with me and flood the thread with our entries. Care to join me?

Awww... Well, it is an idea that I am familiar with and I think the story can centre around them. I thought of parodying the arguments we have in the Lounge in the Boring Boy. That is why the Writers came into being.

I will see how it continues. It is quite possible that Mr. L will reach for the kill switch again and that we find ourselves back at where we started and the Writers would no longer appear.

So I take it that you are in favour of relegating the god like Writers into the dustbin of bad memory?

Well no use for me just talking about it. I will see if there are any posts in the thread for the next week before posting.

(Though concerning the L-267 drug, I was thinking that we can introduce drug cartels into the story.)

While the Boring Boy is nonsense, they were quite a lot of people introduced in that story. I only remember the God-Like Writers who control events, a father and perhaps the Bangladeshi exchange student or the fat woman who assaulted them. I was thinking that Shiro would find some way to defeat Mr. L and write himself a world that he always wanted with help from his father.

But remember Shiro has leanings towards incest, unable to control his emotions and has father issues.

Personally, I am in favour of portraying the PI as a madman. Of course you can write about him getting into gun fights but I would say that it was all in his head or he would be hilariously powerless in such a situation.

Since I introduced the L-267 antidepressant, I think it can work its way into the story as a plot point.

As for the Boring Boy, I noticed that I understood my nonsense better than other people's nonsense even though I forgot what I had written nine months ago. Did the same apply to you?

I hope that description of what had happened in the Boring Boy was confusing. At least the first 2 pages did not jump from one setting to another setting. I can imagine a school turning into a hospital. Perhaps it is a medical school!

I know we spoke about it yesterday but I would like to clarify. You are in favour of the Private Eye going in an anticlimactic direction?

We were in a school scenario then we were mysteriously in a hospital / asylum scenario before the Complete Horizon (if you still remember him) wrote us into a heist scenario and then Shark wrote us into a mountain adventure scenario.

Wouldn't know. Shikinokami wanted to see the story continue so I am leaving it up to him. I was wondering what kind of adventure you would have in the mountains? All I can think of are mountain sickness, the bitter cold, inaccessible peaks, limited mobility and no trace of civilization unless you move down the mountains.

And still stuck with no solution!

THERE I DID IT!

https://www.fakku.net/forums/writing-and-fanfiction/wf-section-story-collaboration-the-boring-boy/page/3#4186685

So appalled Mr. L was when he was sexually assaulted by the old man who moments before took the form of Yui that he froze the very fabric of space and time. This explains why there were no updates in this thread for the past 9 months. Mr. L must have spent that time thinking on how to get himself out of this mess.

Nine months later, on this day however, they was still no solution and so the story continued with the old man sexually assaulting Mr. L. The following describes what happened next:

"You see! Shiro," Mr. L said, struggling to speak and explain why the old man was furiously groping him, "Since I am travelling with you, I am quite at the mercy of the other writers who are controlling events. I hope you remember where we are."

Shiro thought of killing of Mr. L because he was an eyesore. Yet, what could he do if he were gone? They were in the middle of the mountains most likely in some kind of bunker with a bath tub in it.

Shiro chose his words carefully and minded not to look at the old man trying to force his way into Mr. L's orifices. "Well, I would like you to get me out of here for starters, Mr. L." He suppressed a powerful urge to slap Mr. L once more whilst he said that.

"I see!" exclaimed Mr. L as he tried very hard to push the old man's face away from his own. "Let's get going then shall we?" All of sudden he mustered the strength to move himself out of the mountain bunker by climbing up the cat ladder and opening the hatch that lay at the end of that ladder, the old man still clinging on to him.

Shiro followed suit, glaring at the Mr. L's bottom and the naked old man that was holding onto him. Beyond that hatch is a frozen wasteland where no community in their right mind would settle. If they wanted to have an adventure there, they would have to put up with the freezing cold, poor visibility and nothing for miles upon miles.

At least that old man with green genitals would freeze to death.

My Dearest,

It might have occurred to you ever since the powers that be, namely our parents, peer pressure, societal and cultural forces and the bloody lot, wanted us to be united in matrimony, the prospect of either of us submitting that most sacred and scariest of proposals looms heavily over us, that paradoxically awful and awesome marriage proposal.

You appeared to be flustered when you first spoke about how you would like your proposal to be. You did not mind its length, you wanted it to be far from romantic before changing your mind and requesting for anything that suited my fancy. (To make things even queerer, you don't want me to indicate who is it that the author of the proposal is proposing to.)

Well, it wouldn't have mattered. Dearest, you are betrothed to a very glum man indeed and a very recalcitrant fellow to boot. You will be subjected to a long and rambling proposal that is anywhere near romantic for I will endeavour to inject every single word with a large dose of cynicism. If you will excuse me:

(I take what I said about marriage proposals back. Marriage proposals are not awesome, they are plain awful!)

I have heard stories of attempts at marriage proposals ever since I was cognisant of my surroundings. Like any child, I initally approached them with curiosity but with the passing of time I saw them with ever increasing discomfort. Allow me to share with you a few of examples I have come across:

1. Spending a bomb to buy a small piece of rock mounted on a smaller ring. Kneeling on one knee and uttering promises that no living human can possibly fulfill to the person who you ought to be stuck with for the rest of your life.

2. Bringing the person you are proposing you to a beach where you will risk burning both of yourselves in an attempt to include pyrotechnics in your marriage proposal.

3. This:


They seem to me to take up valuable time and resources and I wince seeing them ingratiating themselves to the persons they are proposing to. (Though I have to say, I watched with relish as I saw the poor man's head being bludgeoned by the ukulele, ever the sucker for slapstick I am.) I struggle to see the point in doing it although I might entertain the proposition that these charades are to lull the person being proposed to into a sense of complacency or drive them into madness (pretty much the same thing actually) so that they would commit themselves to doing something really stupid, id est getting married!

So I decided that it would be much better if I put down as simply and succinctly as possible what marriage entails for us and how we ought to get married.

What will happen if we marry:
1. Marriage will bind both of us for life.
2. We will be under the mercy of our in-laws who will force us to have children.
3. We will be under the mercy of our children who will force us to take care of their children.
4. We will lose our old way of life.
5. We will lose our money.
6. We will lose our sanity.
7. We ought to be glad it is all over.
8. I rather celebrate the day we die rather than the day we get married.

How we should get married:
1. Go to the Registry of Marriage.
2. Register the marriage.
3. Don't talk about it ever again.

Let us hope that we can somehow manage to pass the next few decades peacefully with us breathing down each other's necks, should you accept this marriage proposal.

Yours Not-So-Sincerely,
leonard267

But how would you want the story to continue personally?