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Author	Topic: Fan Fiction

theorrhea

Newbie
Posts: 17

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 15:08

Stellan was tired. He'd been up all night doing the homework Professor Fanelli had assigned for his Potions class, and he still wasn't done. Making his way down to the Manhattan Neighbourhood Network lunch room, all his worry about the homework was wiped away when he saw A Herring, her curly brown hair hanging loosely over her small, pert, fins. Stellan was at odds with himself: should he finish his homework, or should he follow his heart and go for some Herring? Inspiration struck Stellan, and he grabbed his wand and whipsered "apparus humana piscis!" Just then, from out of his wand there spurted a milky white apparition in the shape of a begoggled, flippered figure. Glancing around to make sure no one saw he was using the Forbidden Magic, Stellan whispered to the apparition: "A Herring versus Potions Homework?" As the enigmatic figure took its time considering the answer, Stellan was startled by a hand landing on his shoulder. He spun around, and there stood revealed....

[Paypal me 5$ for the rest of the story]

Martin-
Ryder

Pro
Posts: 111

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 15:23

Quote from Mark Levy on September 19, 2012, 13:47
well, Stellan only because Melissa looks so darn creepy running....and I agree Don Fanelli is the heart and soul of TCGS fan fiction, maybe him and Hintmaster or something

"I've got a hint for you. It's the half hard cock in my pants."

Stellan-
Karlsson

Pro
Posts: 298

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 15:38

Quote from theorrhea on September 19, 2012, 15:08
Stellan was tired. He'd been up all night doing the homework Professor Fanelli had assigned for his Potions class, and he still wasn't done. Making his way down to the Manhattan Neighbourhood Network lunch room, all his worry about the homework was wiped away when he saw A Herring, her curly brown hair hanging loosely over her small, pert, fins. Stellan was at odds with himself: should he finish his homework, or should he follow his heart and go for some Herring? Inspiration struck Stellan, and he grabbed his wand and whipsered "apparus humana piscis!" Just then, from out of his wand there spurted a milky white apparition in the shape of a begoggled, flippered figure. Glancing around to make sure no one saw he was using the Forbidden Magic, Stellan whispered to the apparition: "A Herring versus Potions Homework?" As the enigmatic figure took its time considering the answer, Stellan was startled by a hand landing on his shoulder. He spun around, and there stood revealed....

[Paypal me 5$ for the rest of the story]

I'm positively flabbergasted!
Love this!!! <3

Stellan-
Karlsson

Pro
Posts: 298

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 15:39

Quote from Mark Levy on September 19, 2012, 13:47
well, Stellan only because Melissa looks so darn creepy running....and I agree Don Fanelli is the heart and soul of TCGS fan fiction, maybe him and Hintmaster or something

Running? It looks like she is floating! :O

Hintmaster? Don't you mean the (spoiler alert) Hintzombie?

rob

Beginner
Posts: 49

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 16:38

In the style of Hemingway's six word story:

Sill sover. Stellan frustrerad, önskar cuddles

theorrhea

Newbie
Posts: 17

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 17:09

Ronk violently Ronk-a-Donks Gethard; gets hard.

Stellan-
Karlsson

Pro
Posts: 298

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 19, 2012, 18:12

önskar cuddles

Sure. But who doesn't?

RobotRiley

Newbie
Posts: 15

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 20, 2012, 00:42

It was Midnight in New York City. One of those muggy nights where it feels like everywhere you go, you're walking through water. The show just let out and the masses were walking up 8th to hit Lincoln Park. That's when I saw him. He broke off from the pack and started walking the other way. He stopped and just stared in the other direction. Was he lost in deep thought or was he thinking about anything at all? Was he even looking at anything in particular or was he just standing there? That's when I realized he was facing West. The water was calling him.

I was shy, because this was only the first episode I had come to see live. But after discovering the show, me and the friends in my dorm had a watching marathon of each episode together. All of my friends were so jealous that I was taking a bus down to New York City alone to be in the audience. While they were watching the livestream, I'd be living it up in the big city. Sitting on the cold, hard floor. Getting up to awkwardly "stand dance" to the music. And hopefully getting the chance to talk to...him. I knew everything about the show. From the theme song to that catchy tune that closes the show out. And at the end of every episode, the crowd always reminded me of what he loves.

I stood next to him and shared his gaze at the waves of the Hudson. His flippers started slapping the hot sidewalk. He was walking towards the river, ready to swim. I knew that I might never see him again, so I had to act fast. I grabbed his hairy arm, spun him around, and asked, "Human Fish, your place or mine?"

Mark Levy

Beginner
Posts: 28

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 20, 2012, 02:04

Quote from Stellan Karlsson on September 19, 2012, 15:39

Quote from Mark Levy on September 19, 2012, 13:47
well, Stellan only because Melissa looks so darn creepy running....and I agree Don Fanelli is the heart and soul of TCGS fan fiction, maybe him and Hintmaster or something

Running? It looks like she is floating! :O

Hintmaster? Don't you mean the (spoiler alert) Hintzombie?

Somewhere, the Hintzombie wakes up (in a room at John Jay College) he stumbles up and tries to put his eyes back in, they won't stay in...he has hints to give out.
He leaves the campus and sees presidential candidate Connor Ratliff Stillman and he surprise hugs him while trying to promote whiteout athletics. Connor sends his dick robots after him. Hintzombie falls. Don Fannelli nurses him like in the English Patient

Danny-
Behar

Pro
Posts: 131

Re: Fan Fiction
on: September 20, 2012, 02:07

Quote from RobotRiley on September 20, 2012, 00:42
It was Midnight in New York City. One of those muggy nights where it feels like everywhere you go, you're walking through water. The show just let out and the masses were walking up 8th to hit Lincoln Park. That's when I saw him. He broke off from the pack and started walking the other way. He stopped and just stared in the other direction. Was he lost in deep thought or was he thinking about anything at all? Was he even looking at anything in particular or was he just standing there? That's when I realized he was facing West. The water was calling him.

I was shy, because this was only the first episode I had come to see live. But after discovering the show, me and the friends in my dorm had a watching marathon of each episode together. All of my friends were so jealous that I was taking a bus down to New York City alone to be in the audience. While they were watching the livestream, I'd be living it up in the big city. Sitting on the cold, hard floor. Getting up to awkwardly "stand dance" to the music. And hopefully getting the chance to talk to...him. I knew everything about the show. From the theme song to that catchy tune that closes the show out. And at the end of every episode, the crowd always reminded me of what he loves.

I stood next to him and shared his gaze at the waves of the Hudson. His flippers started slapping the hot sidewalk. He was walking towards the river, ready to swim. I knew that I might never see him again, so I had to act fast. I grabbed his hairy arm, spun him around, and asked, "Human Fish, your place or mine?"

10/10 Would read again.

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