23
Oct
Fun With Twitter
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Lately, some of us on twitter have been having fun with the twitter #twitfic hashtag and doing some Twitter storycrafting exercises! Tweet (140 characters or less, minus the #twitfic hashtag length) a book/story/rp/idea hook or synopsis. Bonus points for Halloween-themed stories!
Some Examples:
- Annalou tossed a KFC fried chicken wing into the cauldron, crossing “live chicken” from the spell. What could possibly go wrong?
- Neither his tailored business suit nor his neatly-trimmed mustache hid the fact that her date was a werewolf.
- She faced down the batdragon, armed only with a butter knife, a slice of whole-wheat toast, and a jar of peanut butter.
- I don’t care if you eat brains or drink blood. If you want to work in THIS office, you will learn to make drinkable coffee!
- He wore a kilt, carried a shotgun, and traveled with a kitten. One to pick up women, and the others to save the world.
- Why would the zombies eat Melvin’s brain? That was like ordering a twinkie at a black-tie restaurant!
- Thrall was a forgiving sort of orc, but the next tauren he saw wearing his face as a Hallow’s End costume, he was going to bbq.
- “Do you regret what you said?” I asked. He spat at the approaching zombies. “Only thing I regret is not packing a shotgun.”
- This, Enrique thought as he crept through the haunted house, was the dumbest stunt he’d ever pulled just to get a girl’s number.
- Tonight marked the once-a-year, one-night-only shoe sale at Raffino’s. Saving the world from the forces of evil could wait.
- Only half an hour into her new job and already Jeannie was asking herself if it was okay to date a zombie.
Everyone’s been having a lot of fun with it, and I definitely recommend scrolling through the #twitfic hashtag search results for more!
I’ve been having a blast following these tweets from you, lady :D
My favorite has to be “Melvin’s brain.” Hilarious! <3
“He wore a kilt, carried a shotgun, and traveled with a kitten. One to pick up women, and the others to save the world.”
O M G: This one NEEDS at least a short story. Or a chapter in Blue Moon. Or a guest appearance in Choose! I mean…the possibilities. In fact, a trilogy, wherein each of the three items is intended to “pick up women.” Oh, the possibilities!
(And yeah, Melvin’s brain…love it!)
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@Courtney
Hee! I didn’t know anyone liked that one!
@Steve
I think that’s my favorite of the bunch. *grins* Trying to think of ways he could use a kilt to save the world is hilariously fun.
And having him show up in the Blue Moon is not a bad idea. The initial idea behind it is episodal, with guests showing up to provide conflict. That kinda went to hell when the first guest provided at least a book’s worth of conflict. *laughs*
I’ve had a ton of fun adding and reading all the entries. I personally enjoyed the “Annalou tossed a KFC fried chicken wing into the cauldron, crossing “live chicken” from the spell. What could possibly go wrong?” I had to go and add one to it. *ashamed*
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Hah! Nice! We come up with bad movie/book titles at work somtimes along these lines.
Wereshark: Deadly Tide
Wereshark 2: Return of the Vampire
Wereshark 3: Attack of the Reverse Werewolves (i.e. wolves that turn into people during a full-moon. The people probably attack the wolves through urban sprawl or farming/ranching.)
… (a bunch of really bad/good ones I can’t remember) …
Wereshark 8: Tide-dyed
Brook and I stayed up late one night dreaming up bad/silly vampire titles. Fortunately for you, I can’t remember them all. You may all suffer my wrath after she wakes up.
The Sanguetarian’s Cookbook
Are you there master? It’s me, vampire Margaret.
@Byrd
I loved your additions to the #twitfic pie!
@Brad-o
Okay, see, now, THAT’s just hilarious.
I was just reading Brad-o’s comment, what if there was a story where humans bit wolves and they (the wolves) turned to humans at full moons? Just came to mind, I think I’m gonna add that to the twitfic now…
@Byrd
Minus the biting, that’s the jist of reverse werewolves. I think the humans have to do something wierdly human to the wolf (like shoot it, dress it in a cute halloween costume, or sing Duran Duran at it) in order to turn in. Maybe it just has to eat a really bad flan.
Weresharks, on the other hand, trick you into getting into the ocean on a full moon. They’re far more sinister than the wereanemone but not as sinister as anything that wears an enemy — I guess unless you really despise cotton.
Seriously. I could write volumes of truly terrible books.
“The Creature from the Blue Legume”…