BRAINSTORMING MARK TWO!

I SAID that I was to be doing another one of these brainstorming posts!

Okay. So this time, I have the ones that won the most votes last time, and a few new ones that I recently thought of...

Oh, and for the new ones I'll do a BIT of a summary, but mostly a sample I put up.)

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Story One: A girl lives in a huge community, set in modern day. In this community are artists, mucisians, writers, philosiphers, and anyone who has a endless supply of wit. These people stay away from all the other people un-like them, those from another part of a community.

However one day she finds its all a lie. She's really in a brain stimulation machine, located in a 'insane' institute in a valley somewhere in the northern part of the world. Everyone in her community has their own room, and is hooked up to their own machine somewhere in the Institute. They are all kept there because they have the possibility to take over to world.

Or Destroy it.

(Basically the same thing as last time. But this time, I have a sample...)

Sample: Errr...well, you see, I actually couldn't think of any samples...

Pros: I can possibly see a future in it...once I have dinner. But until then...

Cons: Darn! No Sample!

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Story Idea Two: The H-Tardis (Hellboy Time And Relative Dimensions In Space) expariment!

How will we turn Hellboy back to normal? Well let's at least have a little fun with it first!

Ha Ha Ha...!

Sample (prologue, really...):

"HELLBOOOOOOY!"

Joe turned around slightly from the TV when he heard his blogger screen name being called. A small girl who looked about 12 years old (who also had blazing red hair) walked into the room.

"What? What is it Mar?" He asked, distracted. "I'm watching the Doctor!"

"Your watching the Doctor? Why didnt you-"

"Wait a minute...how did you even get here?" Joe kocked his head slightly, voice growing worried.

Mar waved him away. "Never mind that."

"But...you live in America...you live in OHIO..." Joe pestered the girl that he had been talking to online.

"So? Hey, what episode is this?"

"Its-"

"Oh no matter!" Mar threw her hands in the air. "I'll still watch it!" she ran over to where Joe was sitting on his couch, sitting next to him.

"But Mar-"

"Shhhhh! I'm watching it."

"Mar-"

"Shhhh."

"Mar-Chu..."

"Hush Child."

"March!" Joe snapped, leaping up from the couch.

"What?" Mar asked, slightly annoyed, not taking her eyes away from the screen.

"How on earth did you get here?Did you find Fetcher or someone? Is Skulduggedy Pleasant real? Did anything happen that I should be concerned about?!" Joe's voice grew more worried, and he shouted the last sentence.

"Rob let me in." Mar said shortly.

"...My dad let you in?"

"And he told me to call him Rob."

"...Um...that's..."

Mar blinked. "I wish I could make the noise the Tardis makes."

Joe stood there. "What?"

Mar looked at Joe, her face lit up with excitement. "Can you make the noise the Tardis makes Hellboy?"

"...Maybe?"

"Really? Cool!"

"But I don-"

"Do it!"

"Huh? Well okay..." Joe took a deep breath. "Oooh-wee-ooh...oo-we-oo-oo-oooo!" Joe stood there proudly.

Mar leapt up, Grinning wildly. She sprang at Joe, giving him a hug. "COOL! DO IT AGAIN!"

Joe stepped back, gasping slightly for air. "Hooh-hwe-hooooh, hoo-hweee-hoo-hoo-hoooooo....."

Both Skulduggery Fanatics gasped. As Joe made the sound, he started to fade, Mar fading with him.

"WHATS GOING ON?!" Mar cried, gripping Joe tighter.

However all Joe could do was make the Tardis noise.

"Hooh-hwe-hooooh, hoo-hweee-hoo-hoo-hoooooo....."

And they slowly faded into oblivion.

And re-appeared in China, the year 5007.

Pros: awesome prologue, is I do say so myself...

Cons: We meet the doctor. And that's BOUND to be complicated...but, I guess its also cool, because I mean, WE MEET THE DOCTOR! ...this should be under pros, dang it....

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Story Idea Three: Meet the MAR. A species from who knows where, that appeared on earth a really, really, REALLY, long time ago. They live beside the human race, can shapeshift into anything they like, have their own SUB-SPECIES, and odds are, where ever anything exciting is, odds are you're going to find a MAR.

Sample: Margaret took a deep breath. “I...want you guys to turn me into a MAR.”

March looked at Margaret for a second, then burst into laughter. Margaret sat there, quickly starting to feel like an idiot.

“What?” she asked. “What is it?!”

March doubled over, clutching her stomach. “What do you think we are?!” she gasped. “Freakin twilight vampires?! This is us MARs dude!”

Margaret sat there for a moment. Then- “...Oh.”

Pros: OMG THIS IS AWESOME!

Cons: I CANT THINK OF ANY!

(Thalia, Mir, I know you're staring at what I wrote, and saying “Errr...why use that?”, but I did it, because one day I will be famous with this story, and then I will laugh very much like March just did at all of the bloggers faces, and their cries of “OMG REALLY?!”)

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Story Idea Four: Gloss's lies are always true. Well, at first they're lies, but in the end their true. Why is that happening (Not that she isn't grateful that she's won a few court battles, its just that she's really curious)? A chosen street gang may be able to tell her that. In fact, they can all do the same thing.

And a group of super lying teenager who can possibly take over the world and attract loads of attention is never a good thing.

Sample: “Where were you at noon, yesterday?” The judge asked, face tense.

“At the mall food court.” Gloss Daedalus replied smugly.

The judge narrowed his eyes. “Then how come we have footage of you shoplifting in a store on the other side of the mall?”

Gloss pointed at him with cuffed hands. “That was not me.”

“Play the footage.” The judge said quietly without taking his eyes off Gloss, who was busy looking around the courtroom from the witness stand. The bailiff rolled his eyes at her.

“Hey,” she began, tilting her head at the bailiff. “How about you try staying in a cell for two days before court.”

Pros: oooooooh! Super lying teenager who can possibly tak over the world! Sounds FUN!

Cons: Errr....the samples font changed...

well there ya go. Brainstorming Mark Two is done.

NOW VOTE VOTE VOTE!

BRAINSTORMING STORM! (EDITED!!!!!!!)

 EDIT: I..well, I added more to the descriptions.

Okay. Time To begin a brilliant writing project.

But You're going to choose.

YUP, YOU!

Vote for the two you like the best below. Then Maybe I'll morph something, take a little of this, a little of that, and dramatic music will play in the background, like it is now.

I set Up a few story ideas, and the Pros and Cons about each.

Idea Seven is mainly subections, so choose which one you want for the whole story.






WRITING BRAINSTORM: MARK ONE.

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Story One: A girl lives in a huge community, set in modern day. In this community are artists, mucisians, writers, philosiphers, and anyone who has a endless supply of wit. These people stay away from all the other people un-like them, those from another part of a community.

However one day she finds its all a lie. She's really in a brain stimulation machine, located in a 'insane' institute in a valley somewhere in the northern part of the world. Everyone in her community has their own room, and is hooked up to their own machine somewhere in the Institute. They are all kept there because they have the possibility to take over to world.

Or Destroy it.



Pros: Great Idea. It's just like school.

Cons: Hmm... I see a mix of Divergent, and a bit of Maximum Ride, with the whole Institute thing...

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Story Two:

“Math Kills!”

Ever say that? One girl did. Or used to, depending on when you look at it. Because, It really did kill her.

 Sample: "Warning! I'm really her spirit. She died a while ago."

"...What killed you?"

"Remember that math test on lesson 3?"

"Yeah..."

"That did."

"What?!"

"Textbooks are very dangerous my friend."


Pros: I can SO relate. So can many of you...

Cons: Um...well that description wasn't very detailed...

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Story Three:

When a Girl Sleepwalks, she wakes in another world.

Sample: "HOLY CRAP!" (Authors Note: ...I honestly don't know.)

Pros: Errr...I dunno. I thought of this on the bus, really...

Cons: Same as Pros.

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Story Idea Four: I pick really cool actors, give them something to 'act' and write a story about it. List some actors or actresses below if you like...

Pros: I can have FUN with this...!

Cons: You'll possibly pick someone like Lady Gaga.

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Story Idea Five: The H-Tardis (Hellboy Time And Relative Dimensions In Space) expariment!

How will we turn Hellboy back to normal? Well let's at least have a little fun with it first!

Ha Ha Ha...!

Sample: "Who the h*** are you?" The Doctor asked.

Mar rocked back and forth on her heels. She looked at Hellboy/Rob/Israel (Authors Note: errr...what should I refer to you as...?), who was looking around the Tardis in awe. Thalia, JimmyBelle, and Mir were looking at her, expecting her to say something. Mar looked down at the frypan that was rigged with other technology. Mar looked back at the Doctor, feeling a weird sense of Deja Vu.

"Why...I'm the... Dentist."



Pros: I nearly give JimmyBells dad a heart attack. Story to possibly include a Sonic Frypan. Whatever that is, if I can make it...

Cons: We all fall on Hellboy at one point...

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Story Idea Six: Something Clever.

(Don't Actually Vote For That, LOL!)
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SUB-SECTION STORY IDEA SEVEN:

Point Of View: First Person, Second Person, Or Third Person?
Short Story or 'Novel'?

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Story Idea Eight: A girl gets sucked into a video game, where she meets all different weird proto-types, pixels, and bosses.

Sample: "...Why shouldn't I go into the candycane forest?"

"Because the unicorns will eat you."

"The UNICORNS?!"

"Well, they DO breath fire."


Pros: Cool characters~

Cons: Um...various...pixilated unicorns. Yeah. That breath FIRE!

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Hmm... Well, I may have another post like this later.

Remember, two story ideas, and everyone must vote for things in sub-section seven.

Basically: Two story ideas and sub-section seven!



SUB-SECTION STORY IDEA SEVEN:

Point Of View: First Person, Second Person, Or Third Person?
Short Story or 'Novel'?



VOTE VOTE VOTE!

Fletchers Presents.

The Skulduggery version of the post before this!

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On The twelve day of christmas, Fletcher gave to me-

12 Faceless Ones,
11 Tanith Swords,
10 Soul Catchers,
9 Fedora Hats,
8 Fists Of Fire,
7 Killer Beasts,
6 Revolver Bullets,
5 ELEMENTALS!
4 Hair Spray Cans,
3 Possessed People,
2 Black Cleavers,
And A Brand New Bently From Tv!

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Okay. Done. Finally.

Way to Go Fletch. You gave me twelve gods that will kill me, after slowly torturing me.
Whatever a 'Tanith Sword' is...
Woo Hoo. What every girl wants. 10 snow globes that will catch me evil spirits.
FEDORA HATS!
8 Fists of fire to protect me from the
seven killer beats you also got me!
I can also kill them with my six revolver bullets!
Haha. Everyone remember the four elementals. Sorry adept guy whos name I can't remember. You're a elemental to me now!
...eww. Fletchers hairspray cans.
OH MY GOD! WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU GET ME THREE REMNENT POSSESSED PEOPLE?!
Oh. two cleavers. MY BODY GUARDS! FIRST JOB, BEAT THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUTTA FLETCHER!
Now I shall make a quick getaway in this brilliant Bently car~

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ehem. If any of you have anything to add, feel free to say.

...hmm? why did I make this in the middle of May?

I had a rough day. Still havent properly eaten dinner.

So I sang~

Finicks presents

On the twelfth day of Christmas Finnick gave to me-
All 12 Districts
11 LEGAL turkeys
10 peacekeeper uniforms
9 of Snow's mouth scars
8 Mockingjays
7 Capitol buildings
6 Brand new arrows
FIVE LOVES OF BREAD!!!
4 Golden tridents
3 New cars
2 Red roses
AND A BRAND NEW FLATSCREEN TV!!!!!!!  


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yeah! Me and my cousin made that up one snowy day last winter. we TRIED to sing it last night, but we couldn't remember it. 


BUT SHE FOUND IT! 


YAAAAAAY! 


This is from the hunger games, ignorant ones. 


if you already knew, GREAT! 


Day five used to be-


"DISTRICT FIVE!!!!!!!"


But It just didn't fit. 

Labyrinth: SP FanFiction Prologue

Sorry Phantom.

No 'Past the point of no return'.

It was just too long.

Labyrinth? Go google it. It gives some hints on part of the story to come. (The Greek one! The one with Daedalus!)

Ah. March's past. Magical times in the makings.

This part is just basicly how She and her dad started that weird travling journey to lots of places, looking for Alida (March's mom).

This part, as well, really isn't that descriptive, and..you know...a award winner.

But I do take pride in the two year old humor.

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"Alida...Please Pick up...Alida!" Erebus Donnelly pleaded into the phone, when all he got in return was a low, continuous drone.

His daughter, Zoey Donnelly, looked up at him from the floor with large, crystal clear eyes. She took in her fathers urgency in his own matching crystal eyes, the way his midnight black hair was unkempt. He had the phone pressed to his ear, rapping his knuckles on the table.

Zoey looked around the room they were in, in all of its 1947 kitchen glory. She played with a small, plush, cartoon mouse, Mick something or the other. Zoey's little one year old brain could only comprehend that he had really big ears, a smile, and a tail.

Erebus stood abruptly from the kitchen table. He turned down and picked Zoey up into his arms, looking hastily at all of the windows.

He walked into the next room over, where a coat was draped over a chair. He placed Zoey on a small couch, where she commenced playing with the mouse.

Zoey looked at Erebus. "Mouse." she said.

Erebus managed a small smile her way. "Yes, that is a mouse."

Zoey looked down at the mouse. "Goat."

Erebus frowned. "No, that's a mouse. Mouse."

"Goat."

Erebus sighed. He put on the coat, and slipped his hand in a pocket to confirm that his wallet was there. Satisfied, he nodded and picked Zoey up in his arms again, where she held tightly on to the 'Goat'.

"Goat!" Zoey laughed.

"Of course it is Zo." Erebus sighed again.

He walked into the NEXT room over, where a baby's crib was. Erebus quickly changed Zoey from her pajamas into a little dress.

Zoey frowned. "Pants."

"You're wearing a dress."

"Pants!"

"Dress."

"PANTS!" Zoey screeched.

Erebus looked at Zoey. "Good god, what are you going to be like when you're older?"

Zoey smiled. "Boom!"

"That cannot be good."

"Splode!"

Erebus managed another smile. "Come on now. We need to get going."

In five minutes flat, the two were ready to go, Zoey in a small black shirt and a pair of purple shorts.

The two were soon well on their way out of the city of San Fransisco, California, leaving everything behind, all for the 'goat', a briefcase filled with various things, and a 'carrot'.

Zoey held the cookie high. "Carrot!"

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Carrot, anyone?

Doctor Who

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

"DO YOU KNOW THE DOCTOR!?"

"Doctor Who?"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! YOU DO!"

So here we are...

I KNOW WHAT MY NEXT WRITING PROJECT SHALL BE!

Well, Really I've known it for a bit, but I'm just telling you all now.

I'm going to follow a few peoples lead, and write a fanfic about March's origins.

However- it will start when she is very, very, TINY, because she was born into magic. I'll cover her traveling with her dad, and hen living with her grandparents, what HAPPENED to her grandparents, living with Mir (oh dear god...), and so on and so forth.

It shall be called...

"Past The Point Of No Return."

A little Phantom-ish, a little regret-filled-ish, and a little mystery.

I'm grinning widely right now, I am...

(Quickly, HELP! ANYBODY READ THE BOOK "SURVIVING THE APPLEWHITES?!" ANYONE?! I VOWED TO NEVER READ, AND NOW I'M FORCED TO READ IT! I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DO NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)