fanfic anything- Seasonality Six issue 4
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I seem to recall that when we last were writing our story, namely this one, the villainous Funny Bunny as targeting the annual White House Easter egg role, strategically held in the middle of November, so that it would throw off the plots of America’s Enemies, much like the use of a severely run on sentence to throw off any attempt to form a coherent plot. I really should not do that, according to Mr. Bradley. The less word, the better, in his deranged and senile opinion. He wants me to write like this. Funny Bunny was at the White House. It was the day of the Easter Egg Role. This event is held annually. Did anybody die in my last issue? I cannot decide whether this ‘series’ should be especially violent. I think i covered that in McDonald’s. Will Smith plays the same character in every movie he is in. Will from Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Good show though it was, i think he should move on with his life, maybe get a real job. To tie this somewhat with the story, Will Smith was a child participating in the Easter Egg hunt. It is a hunt now. Then again, i could have it both ways and make it a first hunt, than rolling the eggs that they found. But than again, that would discourage the children from actually searching for the eggs, as it would just give them more to roll. Some woman, possibly Condalessa Rice, was explaining the rules instead of doing her job [signing papers, which accounts for 50% of all government work; 30% is spending money on pointless construction projects, and the rest, 20%, is general evil conspiracy type sneakiness]. “After you find an egg, roll it down the designated area.” She made a vague motion towards the area. “The first creature to complete the rolling will be given a civil service job for the rest of his or her life. In fact, it is how most IRS agents get hired. As for the losers, it is back to the ghettos with you.” She then went into a prolonged episode of maniacal laughter. I think i will finish this issue tonight, considering i am to whacked out of my gourd to read or do homework, and i am busy tomorrow. I am not completely sure that last sentence had a logical progression of thought. I forgot to have a word of the day too. Damn. The word of the issue is ‘ahypnia,’ which is defined as ‘the same damn thing as agrypnia.’ The children and Will Smith began to fervently search for Easter Eggs. Hey, you know what is a great show? Teen Titans. I think i will model the style of this superhero team stories on it. Of course, i already broke their rules by giving the origins of the characters, whereas Teen Titans never explains anything. Dammit, if it kills me, i will finish this plot. From her hiding place in the bushes, Funny Bunny lept menacingly, about to pummel the children. Suddenly, Santa Claus and Jack O’ Lantern emerged from their concealment behind some trees. To make the Secret Service feel better, i will say that Jack clouded their minds with his spectral powers. Santa Claus knew it was just about time for the pwn train to arrive! Slowing down time, just as he does every Christmas eve, Santa was able to bind Funny Bunny with some string. I chose string because of all the things you can bind a person with, it seems the least reminiscent of bondage, and i would hate for someone to do some psychoanalytic study of my stories because they detect some sadistic sexual overtones involving 10 year olds. With a punchy title like: Seduction of the Innocents 2: Electric Bogalu. Actually, that is pretty much the best i could hope for. They might put me in prison. Condalessa Rice finished laughing. “You two deranged lunatics have done this country a great service by stopping this other deranged lunatic.” Meanwhile, the children had killed the entire Secret Service and the First Lady, and were cutting off George W. Bush’s ear. “Good Lord that’s violent. We’d better go stop...hey, who are you guys anyway?” The Funny Bunny said in what i believe was her first piece of dialogue since her introduction. “I have to recruit another team member by the end of the issue, I can’t be bother by military coups,” Jack O’ Lantern said. And with that, the team was off. They did not even bother inviting Funny Bunny to join the team, they just assumed her membership i guess. “Who were those mysterious men, the fat one in the red suit and the pumpkin with without the body and whatever,” Condalessa Rice said as Santa’s sled flew into the sky. Whelding a shotgun, she made a last, futile attempt to hold off the children. “So, you guys are...something else,” Funny Bunny said as they sat in an awkward silence. Where is her mother in all of this? I do not think 7th graders should have enough privacy to start a criminal career, and i am a big advocate of personal privacy. Expectedly, the sleigh came to a stop in midair. Hovering in front of them, godlike, was the Roman god Janus, after whom both the month of January and the villain in Goldeneye were named after. Holding his key menacingly, Janus looked at them with one of his four faces. “I, Janus, deity of beginnings and endings, have nothing important to say, and am rather disappointed by my inclusion in this work of fiction.” “Wanna join our team? We’ll have lots of cake,” Funny Bunny said chipper-ly. “Sure. 4 characters of 6 within 4 issues. Things are going swimmingly,” Janus said. Hey, has anybody out there read Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye? Am i really like that kid? If i ever get around to reading it, maybe i will insert him into my fanfic. Or just do that without reading it.
John...isn’t that what they said about Mark David Chapman...DRK
I seem to recall that when we last were writing our story, namely this one, the villainous Funny Bunny as targeting the annual White House Easter egg role, strategically held in the middle of November, so that it would throw off the plots of America’s Enemies, much like the use of a severely run on sentence to throw off any attempt to form a coherent plot. I really should not do that, according to Mr. Bradley. The less word, the better, in his deranged and senile opinion. He wants me to write like this. Funny Bunny was at the White House. It was the day of the Easter Egg Role. This event is held annually. Did anybody die in my last issue? I cannot decide whether this ‘series’ should be especially violent. I think i covered that in McDonald’s. Will Smith plays the same character in every movie he is in. Will from Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Good show though it was, i think he should move on with his life, maybe get a real job. To tie this somewhat with the story, Will Smith was a child participating in the Easter Egg hunt. It is a hunt now. Then again, i could have it both ways and make it a first hunt, than rolling the eggs that they found. But than again, that would discourage the children from actually searching for the eggs, as it would just give them more to roll. Some woman, possibly Condalessa Rice, was explaining the rules instead of doing her job [signing papers, which accounts for 50% of all government work; 30% is spending money on pointless construction projects, and the rest, 20%, is general evil conspiracy type sneakiness]. “After you find an egg, roll it down the designated area.” She made a vague motion towards the area. “The first creature to complete the rolling will be given a civil service job for the rest of his or her life. In fact, it is how most IRS agents get hired. As for the losers, it is back to the ghettos with you.” She then went into a prolonged episode of maniacal laughter. I think i will finish this issue tonight, considering i am to whacked out of my gourd to read or do homework, and i am busy tomorrow. I am not completely sure that last sentence had a logical progression of thought. I forgot to have a word of the day too. Damn. The word of the issue is ‘ahypnia,’ which is defined as ‘the same damn thing as agrypnia.’ The children and Will Smith began to fervently search for Easter Eggs. Hey, you know what is a great show? Teen Titans. I think i will model the style of this superhero team stories on it. Of course, i already broke their rules by giving the origins of the characters, whereas Teen Titans never explains anything. Dammit, if it kills me, i will finish this plot. From her hiding place in the bushes, Funny Bunny lept menacingly, about to pummel the children. Suddenly, Santa Claus and Jack O’ Lantern emerged from their concealment behind some trees. To make the Secret Service feel better, i will say that Jack clouded their minds with his spectral powers. Santa Claus knew it was just about time for the pwn train to arrive! Slowing down time, just as he does every Christmas eve, Santa was able to bind Funny Bunny with some string. I chose string because of all the things you can bind a person with, it seems the least reminiscent of bondage, and i would hate for someone to do some psychoanalytic study of my stories because they detect some sadistic sexual overtones involving 10 year olds. With a punchy title like: Seduction of the Innocents 2: Electric Bogalu. Actually, that is pretty much the best i could hope for. They might put me in prison. Condalessa Rice finished laughing. “You two deranged lunatics have done this country a great service by stopping this other deranged lunatic.” Meanwhile, the children had killed the entire Secret Service and the First Lady, and were cutting off George W. Bush’s ear. “Good Lord that’s violent. We’d better go stop...hey, who are you guys anyway?” The Funny Bunny said in what i believe was her first piece of dialogue since her introduction. “I have to recruit another team member by the end of the issue, I can’t be bother by military coups,” Jack O’ Lantern said. And with that, the team was off. They did not even bother inviting Funny Bunny to join the team, they just assumed her membership i guess. “Who were those mysterious men, the fat one in the red suit and the pumpkin with without the body and whatever,” Condalessa Rice said as Santa’s sled flew into the sky. Whelding a shotgun, she made a last, futile attempt to hold off the children. “So, you guys are...something else,” Funny Bunny said as they sat in an awkward silence. Where is her mother in all of this? I do not think 7th graders should have enough privacy to start a criminal career, and i am a big advocate of personal privacy. Expectedly, the sleigh came to a stop in midair. Hovering in front of them, godlike, was the Roman god Janus, after whom both the month of January and the villain in Goldeneye were named after. Holding his key menacingly, Janus looked at them with one of his four faces. “I, Janus, deity of beginnings and endings, have nothing important to say, and am rather disappointed by my inclusion in this work of fiction.” “Wanna join our team? We’ll have lots of cake,” Funny Bunny said chipper-ly. “Sure. 4 characters of 6 within 4 issues. Things are going swimmingly,” Janus said. Hey, has anybody out there read Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye? Am i really like that kid? If i ever get around to reading it, maybe i will insert him into my fanfic. Or just do that without reading it.
John...isn’t that what they said about Mark David Chapman...DRK