G.Net in the jungles of southeast asia. - Page 3

Versus · 01-24-2011, 09:24 PM

I am as an ape in mimicry of man.

Apathy's_Child · 01-25-2011, 03:22 AM

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Originally Posted by KontanKarite

...I have to say, I think the Lit forum is going through a renaissance.

Versus. This is good. I like your precise language while only indulging in purple prose when it suits your needs.

But also, I'd like to point out that this sort of bastardization of screenplay to more easily invoke imagery is an interesting take on story composition. It seems very utilitarian, which I kinda like.

How do you mean, utilitarian?

Other than that clarification - this, basically. Versus, good shit, man, good shit. Oh, and Ophie - LOL.

CuckooTuli · 01-25-2011, 07:28 AM

"HP: [Raising his drink to toast with a smirk] To sending sausage-smokers to their knob-gobblin' maker. [Taking a long pull of his drink, he seems lost in thought for a moment before he returns to reality] I prefer Tea. Do you have any? "

That. Right there. I LOLed.

KontanKarite · 01-25-2011, 01:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Apathy's_Child

How do you mean, utilitarian?

Other than that clarification - this, basically. Versus, good shit, man, good shit. Oh, and Ophie - LOL.

As in it being very to the point and simple.

HumanePain · 01-25-2011, 04:21 PM

I know this is cliche but...this is SO epic!

I hope Ophie makes me kneel and then puts her Gestapo boot on my shoulder and gives me a push!

Versus · 01-25-2011, 04:42 PM

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Originally Posted by KontanKarite

As in it being very to the point and simple.

Pretty much. I'm making a joke, not trying to write an epic.

Besides that, it's entertaining to me. I haven't done anything creative for a month or two. I wrote a death poem recently, but that's about it.

Fruitbat · 01-25-2011, 09:38 PM

Awesome. Keep up the writing! Hope the range went well (gues you were shooting?) Sorry I'm drunk and no where near as literate as you.

Versus · 01-25-2011, 10:01 PM

The range did go well, actually. It's a rare statement from me because, a lot of the time, training does not feel like the desired end-state. But that's a whole rant by itself. Today was very simple and objective. We were to shoot the standard qualification while under a stress condition simulated by 1) Getting there on foot while humping all of our stuff, and 2) doing exercise until we were breathing hard and our heart-rate was high. I think that a lot of the inexperienced guys walked away with something, which makes me happy. Personally, I'm just really tired.

Fruitbat · 01-25-2011, 10:47 PM

Sounds like fun.

Versus · 01-25-2011, 11:04 PM

Living the fucking dream.

Fruitbat · 01-26-2011, 06:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Versus

Living the fucking dream.

Oh dude, no, that's me whose living the fucking dream - at least you get to play with big guns and shit.. I just get the shit!

Get back to the writing...

I thought of something else that needs to be written... a gothic net BBQ - but it would not be as epic as your story...

Versus · 01-26-2011, 06:41 PM

But I am writing. I just happened to like to write when I'm drunk. I'll look it over in the morning and see if it needs editing or AC's approval.

Fruitbat · 01-26-2011, 06:50 PM

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Originally Posted by Versus

But I am writing. I just happened to like to write when I'm drunk. I'll look it over in the morning and see if it needs editing or AC's approval.

No you are procrastinating on G.net... oh wait that's me... XD

Can you do my homework for me too? *wink*

Versus · 01-26-2011, 07:00 PM

Sorry. I'm not very good at school stuff.

If you want, I can entertain you with a war story. I don't generally like to talk about stuff, but I'm stupid drunk right now so I don't mind.

Fruitbat · 01-26-2011, 07:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Versus

Sorry. I'm not very good at school stuff.

If you want, I can entertain you with a war story. I don't generally like to talk about stuff, but I'm stupid drunk right now so I don't mind.

Okay.. go for it... and I'm way past doing actually school homework... I meant editing one of my books for me...

*sits back with a coke zero - tell me your war story* - you can PM me or start a new thread maybes

Versus · 01-26-2011, 07:30 PM

PM. I'm pretty sure this is just a Versus thing. You can start a new thread if you want to, but I already said I don't like to talk about stuff. I just don't want to be embarrassed in the morning. G.net will hurt my feelings.

Fruitbat · 01-26-2011, 07:33 PM

Done..........

Apathy's_Child · 01-27-2011, 05:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Versus

But I am writing. I just happened to like to write when I'm drunk. I'll look it over in the morning and see if it needs editing or AC's approval.

You're doing fine on your own. Not gonna say no to continued previews if you want to send stuff over, but you don't need help or approval unless you want it.

Versus · 01-28-2011, 12:07 PM

VERSUS AND UNDERWATER OPHELIA EXCHANGE STOIC GLARES FOR A LONG TIME. AS HUMANEPAIN'S EYES SHIFT NERVOUSLY BETWEEN THE TWO, HIS MIND FLASHES TO A DOCUMENTARY ON NETFLIX THAT DESCRIBED THE RIVALRY ASSOCIATED BETWEEN LIONS AND HYENAS, AND HE WONDERS WHO IS WHICH. THE SILENCE FINALLY BREAKS WHEN OPHELIA, SEEMINGLY DISINTERESTED, OPENS A DESK DRAWER AND SHUFFLES IT'S CONTENTS AROUND FOR A MOMENT. SHE WITHDRAWS A CLOVE CIGARETTE AND NONCHALANTLY REACHES INTO A POCKET TO GRASP HER MATCHES. LIGHTING IT WITH AN AIR OF LUXURY AND SOPHISTICATION, SHE LEANS BACK IN HER CHAIR TO INHALE A LONG DRAG. THE ROOM FILLS WITH A SWEET SMELLING SMOKE BEFORE SHE FOCUSES HER ATTENTION ON VERSUS AGAIN.

Ophie: [Exhaling euphorically] Do you know what a pain in the snatch it was to find you? Shit took, like, a fucking week!

Humanepain: [Uncomfortably loosening his collar.] Fo sho.

Ophie: [Dismissively] Hush now, puppy. Grown-ups are talking.

HP: [Sulking as his head hangs low] Yes, ma'am.

Ophie: [Shifting back in her chair to readdress Versus] HP sent me a text . [Takes another long drag, seemingly unconcerned about her dire situation] He says you have an interest in the family business.

Versus: [Shrugging slightly] Do I have a choice?

Ophie: [In mock consolation] Not really, baby doll. You are the freshest fly caught in Big Daddy Ophelia's web.

HP: [Stooping over to level his mouth with Versus' ear] Buzz, buzz.

Ophie: [Clapping her hands dramatically] Silence!

HP: [Bowing repeatedly before withdrawing to a corner in the room] Yes, ma'am.

Ophie: [Sternly glancing at HP before continuing] It's just business, girly. I pulled the forum out of the fire, so that makes me the boss. Now all I need is for you to wiggle your pretty little caboose on over to the trolls and secure my investment, you see?

V: [Lifting an eyebrow] "Secure your investment?"

Ophie: [Leaning forward in her chair while adopting a venomous scowl] I want those cock-suckers to beg for death, then I want their fucking balls served to me on a silver plate! And if you wouldn't mind, cut the bullshit. HP said you could deliver the goods, but all I'm seeing is a fucking box of empty calories. Where's the mother-fucking cream filling?!

V: ...

Ophie: [Seamlessly composing herself] Listen, V. You do this for me, and I'll set you up for life. Your own thread and everything.

V: I don't need your scraps. I'm here for the hostages.

Ophie: [Spinning around to face the far wall once more] Whatever, baby doll. When you're ready, HP will introduce you to your team.

HUMANEPAIN AND VERSUS QUIETLY LEAVE THE ROOM. AFTER THE WITHDRAWAL OF THE ECHOING SOUNDS CREATED BY THEIR BOOTS, A LARGE PUFF OF SMOKE CAN BE SEEN BILLOWING ABOVE THE CHAIR.

Ophie: [Satisfied] Fuck, it's nice to be the boss. [Looking over to the topless woman in front of her] Come here, sugar-lips. [Clapping her hands] Skank on.