posted on 2024-05-14Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time there was a fantasy writer so absorbed in world building and magic systems that he forgot to notice all the real magic all around.
Like grapes.
I mean talk about something magical. Bite sized and delicious.
And how about onions. Not only do they make soup taste better they are self dicing. I mean chop, slice, slice, slice and the onion is diced and ready to add to the soup.
I don't even want to start on bananas. hairylarry posted on 2024-05-14 at 23:53 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2021-07-27Caper's Song Book
https://gamerplus.org/blogs/post/798
A bard's songbook is like a magician's spell book in that it contains words of power, songs for wind, songs for rain, songs to make the fire burn hotter and warm the room, songs of companionship to warm the heart.
https://gamerplus.org/blogs/post/797
Ari and Caper worked on Caper's Song Book last night on Inspired Unreality.
First we worked on a list of songs.
Song to make people dance Song to make people alert Song to make people like me AKA the opening numbers Song of reflection Song of hope
We will use this thread to wok on Caper's Song Book.
hairylarry posted on 2021-07-27 at 22:00 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2019-10-06The Case Of The Harvest Festival
... continued Mathius said, "And how did my maps get here? I know Marantha didn't take them."
Just then the adventurers walked through the door looking a little bit tired of being regaled.
Everyone looked up and a hush fell over the room. Once again the witch put her finger beside her nose. "Maybe our heroes can help us solve this mystery." hairylarry posted on 2019-10-06 at 17:41 Central Time. Read the story so far
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The Case Of The Harvest Festival
... continued The sheriff shook his head and the confused look on his face told the others he was as perplexed as they were.
"This is the craziest thing I've ever investigated," Slykver said.
The witch raised her eyebrows and glancing around the group admitted rather reluctantly that she too was confounded.
"I can't say that I see anything particularly telling in this hodgepodge, but I feel that there must be something that connects the items or maybe there is more than one thief and each chose something that was conveniently available."
"But who would think a cat's milk dish was worth taking," Mavis interjected. "What's even less understandable they took my corsets.
When the shouts of laughter died Mavis glowered and informed the group that it wasn't a laughing matter.
vivian posted on 2019-10-06 at 17:33 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2019-10-05The Case Of The Harvest Festival
... continued Milathia was visiting her sister, Marantha, at the Apothecary Shop. While they chatted the witch was looking over Marantha's small collection of magic items.
Mavis Goodbody barged in mumbling to herself. "Stuff missing here, stuff missing there, a ring, a knife, someone even took my cats milk dish. Makes no sense."
"What's that," said Marantha, "Someone took your cat's milk dish?"
"And that's not all." said Mavis.
But before she could finish Sheriff Slykver and Mathius came in arguing about the maps. "They were just hand drawn maps in a tube." said Mathius, "Nothing special about them."
"There she is," he said and walked over to Milathia. "Tell the Sheriff about my maps."
Before she could speak the witch piped in. "Do you mean these maps? I was wondering what they were doing in the magic items. Ain't nothing magical about them."
"My maps!", said Mathius. "Now how did they get there?"
"Maps, a ring, a knife, and a milk dish." said the witch laying her finger beside her nose.
hairylarry posted on 2019-10-05 at 13:52 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2019-09-26Moon Pies Delight the Eyes
When I was a child Moon Pies were a treat that couldn't be beat. I could even make my own if I wanted to. All I needed was some graham crackers, a couple of marshmallows and a chocolate bar and I was in business.
In those days a bonfire, a long stick and a package of hot dogs often preceded the gooey goodness of the Moon Pie. By the end of the meal we were usually covered in ketchup and marshmallow-chocolate goo.
Mothers would shake their heads and bemoan the effort it was going to take to get us cleaned up and dads just grinned and remember when it was them.
Life seemed simple then, of course I was probably 10. Now it seems the hot dog comes in a cardboard tray and you eat it on your way to the next stop and hope the dog does not make a mess on your new dress.Moon pies are round, wrapped in plastic and come from the store. Makes me miss those days before everything was labeled and bought at the store. vivian posted on 2019-09-26 at 13:36 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2019-09-15Crabby Apples Make Angry Pies
... continued That's the truth, but I'm sure there are worse things to step in or on. For instance the rather prickly cactus can help you create a rather interesting new dance step but you will take little pleasure in the accomplishment.
vivian posted on 2019-09-15 at 12:57 Central Time. Read the story so far
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posted on 2019-09-06Mostly Kind Of Like That
... continued The hat on my head keeps me dry but his doesn't even try. It's a sad thing that his hat has lost it's T and it's mostly just a ha! If you can't keep your Ts then it's best to wear a cap. So now you see that this is even better than that.
vivian posted on 2019-09-06 at 16:10 Central Time. Read the story so far
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The ConformistSome people are just that way. Always going along with the crowd. Whatever you like to do, they like to do. They never stand out.
But Melvin carried it to an extreme. He stood out so little he was mostly invisible. I mean he wore the same stuff as everybody else. He even looked like everybody else. That's why I was surprised when I learned his secret.
He wasn't a natural conformist. It was just a cover. Underneath he was really weird.
hairylarry posted on 2019-06-17 at 21:49 Central Time.
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Melvin had grown so adept at duping the populace that he was sure the acceptance of his conformity didn't even raise an eyebrow. In fact he no longer worried about saying the wrong thing or doing something untoward because he could function on auto pilot and still keep his secrets intact.
Underneath the carefully constructed persona was a sharp mind that was amused by those who thought he was possibly the dullest most uninteresting person who had ever lived. Their acceptance of him as a dead bore was the boon he had been waiting for and now he could prepare for the next step.
He knew the power to create chaos was dangerous and it would change the world but he was convinced that the world had grown stagnate and a little chaos was needed to bring the world back to life. He was determined to see the dawn of an era when no one was sure what was around the corner.
vivian 2019-07-28 at 21:39 Central Time.
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Merlvin studied Chaos Theory and learned all about butterflies flapping their wings and creating hurricanes. He was developing a Conformity Theory that went like this.
If it were possible to be such a conformist that nobody noticed what you were doing then you could do chaotic things without anyone noticing.
He was sure nobody noticed the hurricane creating butterflies and he was convinced that was where their power came from.
So he started working on the 99 to 1 principle. 99 percent of the time he would be totally conformist so that the 1 percent of the time that he went chaotic he would remain unnoticed.
Then he would watch the ripples amplify outward from his chaotic center and look for the hurricanes. So far he traced his chaotic actions to one shipwreck, a bridge collapse, and a revolution in Bolivia. Of course he couldn't be sure but the fault lines were there. His theory was working. hairylarry 2019-07-28 at 22:17 Central Time.
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"The Conformist" started by hairylarry. All stories are licensed Creative Commons-Attribution. You can attribute the writers like this. These writers contributed to "The Conformist" on Collab - hairylarry, vivian
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