| User | Rokhal | | Topic | 15 second character | | Message | Get a name, profession, personality, and favorite toy (truck, weapon, purse, something they like) down in fifteen seconds. After that, make up a little situation to put them in for a story. |
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| User | laursal | 2006-06-24 | | | Subject | fun :) | | Message | Jezebel Faulk
secretary
guarded, calculating, lonely
her laptop
Jezebel paced nervously, “what is taking him so long?” She had been standing at the corner for more than 20 minutes now and she was tired of waiting and of the strange looks she was getting. “Damn it!” “Maybe I should have worn a different outfit, or at least different shoes” she thought to herself looking down at her high black boots, “I look like a hooker.” A man with an eager look in his eyes approached her and opened his mouth as if to say something. She turned and glared at him, he froze under the intensity of her stare and finally he mumbled something about a nice day and walked away. Standing at almost 6 feet tall with long slender legs, a shapely torso, striking blue green eyes and long wavy dark hair cascading down to her backside she was certainly something to see. She certainly never lacked for male attention but for the most part she avoided prolonged involvement. She loved being admired but never let it get serious and right now she was not in the mood to get hit on. She was about to call a cab and curse him out later when she spotted him running up the street. His hair was a mess and his clothes were disheveled; he looked as though he had been interrupted by a lovers jealous husband and been forced to flee out the window. This didn’t improve Jezebels mood and as he approached spewing apologies her eyes narrowed with disdain. |
| User | insphered soul | 2006-06-12 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Ted Midget
Assasin
Asshole
nunchaku
It was a slow winter day. Ted sat in his office and blinked to get the sleep out of his eyes.
"damn"
he saw Jenny Hutsberry walking towards him. she was the job, the case of which he was being paid to take care of. he stood up and walked towards her, not noticing that right behind her was a saint bernard bigger than half his body. the dog lurched forward and totally bit his nuts off.
"oh my freaking lord, jesus christ, ARRRGGGHHHH!!!!"
Ted was rushed to the hospital where he was put under deep medication to make the pain go away. 2 days later, Jenny Hutsberry came to visit him.
"hello?"
"come in"
"how are you? I’m Jenny Hutsberry. it was my dog that......well, ya know"
"where’s the dog at?"
"outside chained to the tree"
Ted then looked at his watch, pushed in a series of buttons and entered a location. 30 seconds later there was a loud deep bark and the body of a saint bernard was seen being carried away by helicopter and was being shot with a machine gun, it was pretty cool lookin at it.
"WHAT IS THAT?" Jenny screamed.
"oh, its routine for the local army" Ted lied.
"oh, you want some water?"
"Sure, come a little closer"
after 10 minutes of fornicating, Jenny kills Ted with a smile, dials in a number on her cell and waits.
"Boss? it’s me Jenny. the job’s done." |
| User | BusterLILblock | 2006-06-11 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Sandy Bestie
school
nerd
book
ha hah aha ha ha ha ha ha ha a ha ha ha ha haa ah ahhahahahahahahah
i am bored ill do this later |
| User | Mooku | 2006-04-22 | | | Subject | This was fun! | | Message | Sally Stark
Secret agent
Arrogant, observant, critical
Her personal PDA
Sally Stark opened her laptop and started her email program. Everyone at the Agency had to use an email through the Agency’s server. The files sent to the emails were usually classified information. Sally glanced across her desk to the opposite side of her office that she shared with a new agent, Claire Evans. Sally was a senior member of the Agency despite her only being twenty-five. Usually agents don’t last that long. Claire had to be only twenty.
Currently, Claire was typing at her own laptop’s screen with a flustered expression. Sally scoffed and typed in her name and password. The laptop asked for a thumb print recognition. Sally placed her thumb on the top right hand corner of her screen and waited for another box to pop up. It was her inbox. There was one new email from the Boss. Sally paused for a moment, and then cautiously opened the file.
She never received anything from the Boss unless it was about a very highly confidential mission. Sally had only received one other mission from the Boss prior to this day. It had cost Sally her brother. Somehow, the person Sally was after found her brother and used him as a hostage. Sally gave up her brother for the mission. She greatly regretted it, but it was business.
Sally opened up the email and gasped aloud as she stared at a large picture with a list of facts about this person. Sally didn’t need to look at the name. It was her brother. Her only brother she had ever had, and the one that died three years earlier. |
| User | hey.you | 2006-03-27 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Sam Jekill
keyboard
slow to respond
tetris (what else is a keyboard supposed to like???)
"hey! stop tappin so fast"
"well excuuuse me! I just need to get two whole essays written..."
"just relaaaax baby there’s no hurry in this life. Come on now! You can’t be in that much of a hurry. You’ll mess up my groove"
"My whole life depends on it. My final term paper is worth a fifth of my whole blaseed grade and I have to constantly wait for you, the school’s slowest keyboard to decide whether I can get a b in this class"
"Well, now. No talkin bad about uncle Jekill. If it wasn’t for me, this whole computer system in the county would go down"
"Now my keyboard’s givin itself airs. Why am I even talking to a keyboard anyway?"
She sighs and gets up to another computer.
"Anyone want to play me a game of tetris?" |
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