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Aug-4-2009 00:15

Unfortunately I don't have a funny bone in my system. I have always been thinking about writing one that's funny, but if I'm the author, it'll just turn out to be sentimental, dark and old-school. I've seen some hilarious RPing on our board, rekon that maybe we can put together something that will wake up the dead?

(Editors, are we allowed to do that?)

Aug-4-2009 12:16

Don't sell yourself short, Squirrel. You're pretty funny.

Certainly, humour is 'allowed'. As long as it does not set off any "completely inappropriate material" alarms!

Aug-8-2009 20:59

LOL, yeah, humour often goes with 'completely inappropriate material', see Borat for examples (i love that movie, when i lend it to one of my politically correct friend, she turned off her DVD within ten minutes).

Now that we sorta get a green light from the editors, anyone interested in pairing up? (or write your own, i absolutely don't mind, just thought that i should contribute a bit) I'm thinking of anyone who wrote in the 'leg-end' RP... or anyone who's good with humor...

Oct-3-2009 16:26

I shall give that a try.
When humor comes up in a dark mystery, it is really lively, funny and encouraging us to face whatever comes to us.

Oct-10-2009 18:23

Thanks Ghazanfar! Have fun writing the SM! I will definitely look forward to seeing and playing it!!

Oct-10-2009 18:40

Here was my entry in Anais's competition: non-gender specifi, romantic sub-plot. Though mine leans towards the more practical sleuth non-generder specific relationship that two partners in detection might have.

...............

We were wrestling behind a sofa.

"I can't get it out!" Pat laughed softly.

"Now's not the time for frivolity." I whispered. "I need to... hey, ouch!"

My partner grunted. "It's stuck ... in your pocket".

I couldn't help but laugh.

We were meant to be searching the Cravitch Mansion for clues and here we were fooling round with an errant flashlight.

Rescued torch under chin, ghoul-like face illuminated, Pat moaned ever so quietly "Is there a spirit in the house?"

"Speaking of which," I snorted, "How much have you had to drink tonight?"

Pat flicked off the torch and kissed me, "Three sheets to the wind and a head full of steam Cap'n."

I decided not to try and wrestle with that little mixed metaphor. I pulled away from the taste of gin. "Clues". Is all I whispered.

Sighing, my partner took up the search with due diligence and we got back to business.

Oct-11-2009 09:38

Great stuff SS, maybe Ghazanfar and you can consider working one together. Wish i can help, but i seriously do not have a good sense of humor.... i stick to my melancholic loner view of this cold cold world...

Oct-11-2009 09:42

LOL

Why did that just make me laugh, then, JZ?

And very nice, SS. I like it!

Oct-11-2009 16:53

hehehe nice story Squirrel :)

Oct-26-2009 08:52

You see Anais, people won't laugh with me, just laugh AT me...
*solemnly retreats back to his dark and dingy cave*

Looking forward to seeing Carter's work ;P

Oct-26-2009 10:17

*tickles JZ until she hears laughter*

Well, you are now laughing too. So I am now laughing WITH you and not at you. ;D