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...and suddenly I have this horrible urge to share my emo Loboto fic. XD

 

Go ahead. No one's going to hate you.

 

Or are we?

 

My fanfiction plots have been sucked out by the government for tests of how imagination is affected by popular culture.

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Go ahead. No one's going to hate you.

 

Or are we?

 

My fanfiction plots have been sucked out by the government for tests of how imagination is affected by popular culture.

 

It's (obviously) a parody. I've just seen so many cutter!variouschars fics that I was itching to do one. I dunno. XD

 

I think the government already has a file folder on me. >>

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THE GIRL WHO WROTE "KISS ME" IS 12.

Dude, when I was twelve I had worse thoughts. I saw Stand By Me at that age. That was when I learned what preteen boys talk about among themselver. I also luved the leech scene. I mean four, innocent preteen boys, wet, alone, in the woods, in their underwear, one is passed out from leeches. Time to teach these boys a lesson, Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah.

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OMGZ, HELLZ YEAH.

 

I'm already kinda writing one. Except it's about a gay relativle unknown male fashion designer, and a female fashion studend with a large clientel, who become friends, and totally get it on.

 

Look out for "Fabrics, Models, and Best Friend's Beds" someday. You'll love it.

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Well, I'm glad this thread is still alive. I may not be writing any new Psychonauts fanfiction but I'm still writing fanfiction...

 

If there is one thing I learned from this, it's don't work with others.

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Anyone who's read my signature would have probably guessed this, but I'm working on a Psychonauts story focusing around the Hand of Galochio, which I have somehow developed an obssession for creating a better story behind its creation.

 

Here's the prologue that I have:

 

He found himself sitting near the Whispering Rocks camp lake, looking over the surface of the water from the safety of the docks under the light of the full moon before closing his eyes to the world, losing himself within the confines of his own mind once more. He no longer needed the Brain Tumbler to jump within himself, he could do that one his own just fine.

 

He was also alone and had forgotten to brace himself for anything that may come out of the watery depths for him.

 

Returning to the Real World with a disgusted look on his face, he lifted his goggles over his eyes and looked up toward the moon in disappointment with himself.

 

It happened suddenly. He jumped up as a large Hand of water came out of the lake and grabbed him, his psychic powers proving useless against it before becoming submerged under the water's surface. Though it could not be seen anymore, he could still feel the Hand's grip upon him as he struggled to get back above water, just as a fish would to get back into the water. He started becoming light-headed and delirious from lack of oxygen as he was pulled deeper; he could only hold his breath for so much longer.

 

Maybe this was supposed to be his chosen resting place, just as all other in his family who have died have drowned in various bodies of water before him. Closing his eyes, he prepared himself for his own end.

 

"Razputin, don't go! I've got you, kid!" An unusual yet oddly familiar voice had slipped into his mind, giving him new hope as he tried to struggle once more against the Hand, which had now pinned him against the lake bottom. If he could just hang on, he would be saved from this watery fate for now.

 

An opaque bubble of light passed over him and he found himself gasping for air after the immediate realilzation that he was now in an air bubble, of all things. Opening his eyes, he sat up and looked around to see...

 

...a ghost? She dressed as a circus performer from many generations back, a trapeez artist no less. Around her neck was the Galochio insignia, which showed the image of a hand of water coming out of the ocean. There was something familiar about her, as if he knew her, though this was the first time he's ever seen her.

 

"Who are you," he finally asked in his confusion as he tried to figure out why anyone of that wretched family who save him. All he got as an answer, howeever, was a smile.

 

"Are you alright..."

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I like it a lot! You have a good hold on the English language, and the characters seem to be in good shape and it's not too melodramatic.

 

However, you need to work a bit on your transitions. It's a bit hard to tell what's going on, espically in the beggingin where you move from idea to idea without a few words of transition.

 

While it's pretty decent, it could be better if you put more "senses" in the capture of Raz and wait a bit to put in this woman. It'll build up the tension and help the pacing.

 

Oh do, good sire/chick, write more.

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I started something really stupid. Kind of a Crack!Fic if you will.

 

It was a sun-shiny day at Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp. The birds were chirping, no one was being eaten by cougars and Linda fixed a sewer pipe! The kids were grateful that Lili wasn't spending her time picking on everyone else that day, and ESPECIALLY happy that Raz wasn't anywhere near her if she DID decide to pick on them all of the sudden. But instead of her and Raz punching happy people to make them sad, Lili was busy setting up shop at the entrance to the lake. Why? I don't know. I wasn't there.

 

Elka passed by as she was nailing on the sign, which read 'Zanotto's Emporium of Music, Muffins and Scrap Jewelry.'

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"WE'RE NOT OPEN," Lili shouted at such a high decibel rate that Elka flew into a tree. "Come back in like, two minutes."

"...Kay." Elka then pried herself off of the tree with a crowbar and walked away.

 

Pacozo, the camp's resident undead coyote-anthro, came walking up the path towards the stand.

"Heya, Pacozo," Lili began. "You looking for some QUALITY goods?"

"Sure am," said the zombie. "You got any Neo-Geo games?"

"Nope! Just music, muffins and scrap jewelry."

"Ohh...what about adventure?"

"I'll be getting some of that tomorrow...I think."

"Meh. So much for my Adventure Today." There was audible laughter in the distance at the coyote's Aquabats reference. "I'll have that Beatles CD you said you had."

"Will that be all, ma'am?" Lili asked.

"How dare you...asking me if I was finished shopping!" Pacozo grumbled a bit. "Yeah, that's all."

"Ten arrowheads, please."

The coyote tossed some arrowheads on the counter and snatched the CD off the counter, hugging it. "Thanks a ton, Lili."

"No probalo, Pacozizo."

 

As Pacozo left, Raz came in with the same optimistic smile he always bore. His left arm was raised and shaking back and forth in a ecstatic wave.

 

"How's the music, muffins and scrap jewelry business coming?" he asked, not waving anymore.

"Terrible! My stock sucks and Pacozo just bought my only CD."

"I thought you said you had this under control."

Lili sighed. "I knew I should've started a recruiting agency for my pirate crew."

"Pirate crew?" Raz's suspicious, squinting eyes suddenly burst open with excitement. "DUDE, I SO WANNA BE ON THAT!"

"EVEN THOUGH THERE'S WATER INVOLVED?"

"SURE. I'LL BE THE GUY IN THE CROW'S NEST."

"WHY ARE WE SHOUTING?" Lili asked whilst shouting.

"I DON'T KNOW! LET'S GO ANNOY THE KIDS AND MAKE THEM SIGN UP FOR OUR PIRATE CREW OR ELSE WE'LL GUT THEIR BELLIES."

"AND POKE THEIR BUMS!"

"YEAH, LET'S GO BEFORE EVERYONE ELSE IS ANNOYED BY OUR SHOUTING AND STOPS READING THIS!"

 

At that moment, the fourth wall had broke and tons upon tons of grape jelly spilled out from its maw, engulfing the camp in delicious, purple grapeishness. But it all suddenly vanished, and the fourth wall was reinforced with pink duct tape.

 

"Sorry about that," said a cloaked man that just appeared, waving a roll of the flamingo pink duct tape. "That wasn't supposed to happen. Now back to your regularly scheduled fanfiction." He disappeared into the mystery...

 

Meanwhile, Raz and Lili were walking arm and arm into the Main Lodge, where all of the rest of the kids were for lunch. A hush had fallen over them as the couple arrived, and all that was audible was the sounds of the Beatles.

 

Pacozo waved at them from the back. "Yo!" she said.

"Don't talk to them!" said Maloof from the middle-left table "They'll punch you when you're happy and make you sad!"

"Actually," Lili began. "We're not here to punch you when you're happy and blahlalala- we're looking for recruits for our pirate crew!"

"YAY!" exclaimed everyone. "PIRATES!"

Pacozo raised a paw. "DIBS ON THE WHEEL!"

 

Everyone rushed out of the lodge and headed for the lake.

 

In case you were wondering, Pacozo is actually my friend's Psychonauts MUSH character. So...yah.

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At that moment, the fourth wall had broke and tons upon tons of grape jelly spilled out from its maw, engulfing the camp in delicious, purple grapeishness. But it all suddenly vanished, and the fourth wall was reinforced with pink duct tape.

 

"Sorry about that," said a cloaked man that just appeared, waving a roll of the flamingo pink duct tape. "That wasn't supposed to happen. Now back to your regularly scheduled fanfiction." He disappeared into the mystery...

I think I love you. espicially with delichious purple grapishness and pink duct tape.

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Ok, here's a weird fanfiction I'm writing 'on the fly'(XD Top Chef lingo)

 

Wispering Rock get's all talenty!!!

 

The banner above the stage in the main lodge read '5th annual Wispering Rock Talent Show'. All the students sat on benches awaiting their turns to do their act for the judges.

 

Ford, Milla and Sasha all sat at a table, with clipboards and pencils in hand. They were the judges. The winner of this talent show has the right to roam the mind of anyone at the camp for 1 hour. Whether it be Ford, Lili, Sasha, or even a squirrel.

 

Ford stood up and said "Now, welcome all talent show participents. We all know the rules. Any talent can be shown, it just can't be involving your psychic powers."

 

Milla then spoke up with a "Now children, I wish you all good luck. Everyone is really a winner here. The first contestants up are Franke and Kitty."

 

There was a round of applaudes as the duo took the stage. They had on basketball uniforms and took an odd position, getting ready to start a dance. Some dribbling of a basktball of a beat started and slowly the children realised....IT WAS HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Sasha heard this and pulled out some earplugs. The students all covered their ears in disgust and thought 'Eww...Zac Efron.' Except Chloe, who pondered 'What is this strange noise? It sounds intreguing. I shall investigate on return to my home planet.'

 

When the crappy dance ended and Zac Efron's girly voice stopped singing on the boombox, everyone uncovered their ears for a small round of applaudes, except Vernon, who gave a standing ovation to the women who is 'warm for his form'

 

The long night continued on forever. Mikhail did a traditonal Russian dance, Chloe sang a song in her native tongue(the name is unpronuncable), Elka sang 'These boots are made for walkin', and even Maloof did a Sinatra number. Though none of those compare to the performances of Vernon, Raz +Lili, and even a judge.

 

More to come later.

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"Sorry about that," said a cloaked man that just appeared, waving a roll of the flamingo pink duct tape. "That wasn't supposed to happen. Now back to your regularly scheduled fanfiction." He disappeared into the mystery...

 

Regularly scheduled fan fiction. It shall be the death of us all.

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I finally thought of a title for my pirate fiction: Sailing The Seven Waves of Oblongata.

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Oblong...the Oblongs are cool.

I love the oblongs. It's kinda like....crap, there's this one show that has Kathy Griffin as the mom and it's always on FX at night. It's on the tip of my tongue...Well, it's that show meets Family Guy.

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