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thornghost posted:The sex should ALWAYS be consensual, even if weird  quote:Chapter 7 - Sensa [SEX] 
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Jul 9, 2012 18:09
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whowhatwhere posted:I'm sorry, but it has to be "The Lady's Kiss" That works. You wanna write it?
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Jul 9, 2012 19:52
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Hahahahahaha. Ha ha. Hahaha. Ha. No. I lack the discipline to poo poo out even the most basic of prose, much less the goddamned tyrian purple prose required for this undertaking.
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Jul 9, 2012 20:21
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thornghost posted:Ros has now been identified as one of the whores in Chapter 12. Tentatively throwing my porkpie in for quote:Chapter 6 - Kate [SEX]
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Jul 9, 2012 20:39
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Jul 9, 2012 21:07
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whowhatwhere posted:No. I lack the discipline to poo poo out even the most basic of prose, much less the goddamned tyrian purple prose required for this undertaking. That's kind of me too. How long are you looking for these chapters to be? I don't want to sign onto one knowing I'll run out of steam before I can finish it.
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Jul 9, 2012 21:31
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IRQ posted:That's kind of me too. How long are you looking for these chapters to be? I don't want to sign onto one knowing I'll run out of steam before I can finish it. Yeah I can only
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Jul 9, 2012 21:36
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JustFrakkingDoIt posted:Yeah I can only For maximum hilarity, every chapter should be written in a completely unique style and deliberately crafted not to fit together with the others.
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Jul 9, 2012 21:40
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Ambiguatron posted:For maximum hilarity, every chapter should be written in a completely unique style and deliberately crafted not to fit together with the others.
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Jul 9, 2012 21:52
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I'd also like to suggest repeating two chapters and including a chapter that is based on feeding the rest of the chapters into a random word generator. Something like this.
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Jul 9, 2012 21:55
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IRQ posted:That's kind of me too. How long are you looking for these chapters to be? I don't want to sign onto one knowing I'll run out of steam before I can finish it. If we do 1500 - 2000 words per chapter, with that number of chapters, we should push about 200 total pages. For an idea of how long that is, my chapter breakdown was like 2500 words and I wrote that in basically an hour. Just stream of conscious this poo poo. You don't have to edit it or anything; just get dicks in vaginas and everything will turn out okay. Feel free to run a bit long on sex chapters (since that's what people are wanting to read) and shorter on the "plot" chapters if you can't find anyway to get it that long. We know where our priorities are here.
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Jul 9, 2012 22:03
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Let me think on what I want to do, but the wizard needs to be Nicholas Cage from the Sorceror's Apprentice, mixed with some Gandalf and Snape
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Jul 9, 2012 22:19
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Apologies for the brief aside, but can anyone explain to me the GRRM - shitdick thing? Sounds like there's a good story in there somewhere and it's been cropping up for way too long now. I need details, man, details! v v Captain Mediocre fucked around with this message at 23:12 on Jul 9, 2012 |
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Jul 9, 2012 22:28
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Captain Mediocre posted:Apologies for the brief aside, but can anyone explain to me the GRRM - shitdick thing? Sounds like there's a good story in there somewhere and it's been cropping up for way too long now. Gurm got poo poo in his dick and had to spend a few weeks in the hospital with the infection. I think it was like 2 years ago around xmas.
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Jul 9, 2012 22:45
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From the Mountain himselfquote:http://grrm.livejournal.com/191485.html
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gross what a horrible man
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Jul 9, 2012 23:13
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As you can imagine we had a grand time with it. Sadly, as of this writing, no wild cards have inflicted shitdick upon anyone.
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Ambiguatron posted:For maximum hilarity, every chapter should be written in a completely unique style and deliberately crafted not to fit together with the others. THE B. AD. THREAD's GAME OF BONES edited by The B. Ad. Thread IRQ posted:As you can imagine we had a grand time with it. And/or lived to tell the tale.
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I'm almost finished with 50 Grades of Shey. I will murder every single person here as soon as I get my sweet sweet cut from our little godawful project... gently caress I still need to learn how to write lovely medieval porn. thornghost posted:
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Jul 10, 2012 02:03
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I just finished writing an erotica story where the protagonist kills barbarian dudes and then she has sex with a dude who has cat ears, and there's a talking tyrannosaur. (she doesn't have sex with the tyrannosaur, that would be weird) Let's do this poo poo. Has anybody called this yet? thornghost posted:Chapter 7 - Sensa [SEX]
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Contra Calculus posted:I'm almost finished with 50 Grades of Shey. I will murder every single person here as soon as I get my sweet sweet cut from our little godawful project... It occurred to me, and you can use this, gratis, pro boner, if you will, that it should be joint loving. Drenched in butter or grease, the area betwixt the leg or arm parts is proper fuckable.  You're welcome.
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Jul 10, 2012 02:14
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 Not going to lie, that image scared the poo poo out of me when it was first loading for me.
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Jul 10, 2012 02:43
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FWIW I'm just waiting for you guys to write it, then I'll just get it copyrighted first and profit. I'll consider it 1/4 the appropriate punishment for tricking me into finishing the last two books.
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Jul 10, 2012 02:49
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Copyright away, I'm not getting sued over this.
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Jul 10, 2012 02:50
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If anyone has trouble writing chapters, seriously just go on to fanfiction.net for inspiration. http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8157812/1/The_Heart_Beats_for_Two quote:Jaime tried to hide it. She could see him trying to figure out how to react or what to do. But even as he pulled away, as his face turned blank, his eyes went to a dark, faraway place that she could not reach. There was nothing that could be said. He stepped away from her, one, two, three steps, and then stopped, never taking his eyes away from hers. Maybe he thought he could intimidate her somehow, but Catelyn was not one to be intimidated, certainly not by her lord husband. She'd seen the way he worked a sword and knew he was dangerous and even that he had something of a temper, but he had always been courteous with her. He allowed her to be humorous and to jest with him; they could joke and tease one another, like young people in love were supposed to do. He let her be herself when everyone else around her had confined her to her sex. Coming from this saucy fellow: 
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I thought that was going to be about them hatefucking while he was a prisoner. I'm disappointed.
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What non-Sensa sex chapters are free, since I can't do Oberyn/Dorkstar. I guess I'll try my hand at hetero sex.
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A GLISTENING HODOR posted:What non-Sensa sex chapters are free, since I can't do Oberyn/Dorkstar. Um dude there is a threesome with them and Catelyn.
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298298 posted:FWIW I'm just waiting for you guys to write it, then I'll just get it copyrighted first and profit. Copyright doesn't work like that. One has a copyright as soon as the expression is fixed*. Registration basically only entitles you to statutory damages for infringements after the date of registration**. As it's a joint work, you all hold copyright in the parts you submit, with the arranger owning copyright in that arrangement. *Since 1988, anyway, when we joined the travesty that is the Berne Convention. gently caress the French. **The reason for the insane damages in the RIAA cases.  Also you could do the Hodor-rape chapter, A GLISTENING HODOR.
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Jul 10, 2012 04:14
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Women demand hard gay sex and slightly rape-y hetero sex. We need to SELL this thing.
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Jul 10, 2012 04:38
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I wish there was a way to effectively show this thread to show watchers so they can get a glimpse into what they will become.
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A GLISTENING HODOR posted:Women demand hard gay sex and slightly rape-y hetero sex. Let's make Miri a dude! Boners will reach peak shame!
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drat I wasn't serious, you should've been able to tell by it only being a generous 1/4 when in reality there's no amount of revenge that could make up for it.
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The Mutato posted:Let's make Miri a dude! Boners will reach peak shame!
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Urdnot Fire posted:But don't reveal it until like Brendan's second-to-last chapter. His last chapter will be him overcoming it and loving Miri anyways. Yes. Excellent. Do this. Also, I started working on my chapter. --- SENSA Morning light streamed through the narrow window, turned a thousand shades of red and gold by the stained glass image of the Wheelwright. As the betrothed of the crown prince, Sensa had been installed in the Tower of Love to await the day she would wed her beloved king and rule beside him as the mother of his children. The thought stirred her, and soon her fingers were playing at the hem of her silken gown, whispering it higher and higher over her thighs. The cool air and sunlight made her feel exposed, and her excitement only grew. Her handmaid, Sheila, burst into the room, and she quickly drew her blankets over herself, blushing furiously. She sat up, clutching the bedclothes to her chest. Sheila frowned over the tray of fruits and cheeses she bore to break Sensa’s fast. Sheila hurried to the side table and placed the tray there before returning to Sensa’s side. “Should I help my lady dress?” “No,” she yawned, “bring my robe.” Sensa rose and Sheila held the robe while Sensa slipped into it and drew it on over her smallclothes. A rich morning feast awaited her, cherries and sliced oranges and the curious green fruit called kiwi, which was born in trade from the summer isles. Sheila had prepared for her warm summerwine and sweetened milk, warm honey breads from the castle’s vast kitchens and a dozen slices of cheese, each a different variety from all over the nine kingdoms, and a novel treat from the free cities, tiny bits of toasted bread that were shaped like fish and tasted like cheese. It was a sumptuous feast. Sensa touched her stomach. “I fear it is too much for one.” She heard the sounds of battle ringing from beneath her window and ran to it, one slender hand clasped over her mouth. She was relieved to see Sir Pound only sparring with her betrothed. The crown prince was resplendent in his golden armor and shining sword, while Sir Pound wore aged, practical mail over leathers, the only ornamentation his greathelm, shaped by the art of smiths into a snarling dire badger, with its mouth for his visor. Sensa leaned from the window as far as she dared, and waved, forgetting her robe. Jeffrey raised his sword in salute, and the Pound did the same, raising his visor with his free hand. He gave her a curt nod. Sensa looked into the sweet face of her beloved with anticipation, but could not constrain herself. It was the Pound’s face that made her heart flutter, the way his skin tightened around his livid scar as he made his face a mask of concentration. She could not help but note the way his gaze slid from her pale face to the promises hidden beneath her thin gown, exposed as her robe fell open. She gasped and drew back, belting her robe as she did. “Sheila, run to the yard and see if my prince would join me to break fast.” Sheila curtsied and scurried off. Sensa sat down and waited, her fruit knife in her hand. Try as she might, she could not force her heart to lift at the thought of Jeffrey joining her. In her minds eye, it was the Pound that strode up the steps and through the oaken door in her chamber, helm under one hand, hair plaited to his skull with sweat, his eyes wild and hot for her. She rubbed her thighs together unconsciously and licked her lips, and not for the sake of the warm bread. --- I hate myself and I want to die. Also I want some bread. VVVVV Sorry, I called 7 already. Thulsa Doom fucked around with this message at 04:58 on Jul 10, 2012 |
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whowhatwhere posted:Distinct lack of lemoncakes, there. You can't eat dessert for breakfast... gently caress it, yes you can. --- She was stunned to see the Pound himself appear in her chambers, larger in life than in her fantasy. She dropped her fruit knife and clutched her robe about her chest as she knelt to pick it up. The Pound moved, viper-quick, and retrieved the fallen utensil before she could reach it. Their faces nearly touched as he stood up and offered her the knife, hilt first. He stank of sweat and moved stiffly. As her betrothed’s sworn sword and arms master, he no doubt took a beating from him in training. “Apologies, my lady,” he rasped, “but my prince is overwhelmed with the affairs of state. He sends his apologies, and these.” In his other hand was a fresh batch of lemoncakes, --- There, are you happy now? I'm putting the lemoncakes in the loving sex scene, too. Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained? Thulsa Doom fucked around with this message at 05:09 on Jul 10, 2012 |
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Yess this means I get the crying game scene. As if I needed more inspiration to write.
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