From the "15-minute plots" thread on the nanowrimo forums. This is a fun little thing, especially because I get to make fun of myself. I hear it is a bad idea for people of my level of experience to make fun of themselves, as it might deter or spoil their developement...but it is just so much fun. This is what is pretty much what I followed during november, there will probably be things added when I star going over it.
Title: A cure for magic
Genre: fantasy
North America, the dystopian future
SETTING: Imagingery backstory
MASTER WINTON: What a cute little evil creature, I'll raise it so it can consume my soul or something.
SETTING: a street
JEK: I'm a street magician! I do magic and steal peoples money sometimes.
MASTER WINTON: ahh, the perfect tool for my evil scheme. Come with me.
SETTING: house
SAMANTHA: I'm nice
LYDIA: I'm 14. I do magic.
MORGAN: I'm not relevant to the story. I also do magic.
LYDIA: Were those zombies?
JEK: I believe so.
(weird things happen, time passes)
JEK: You know, I think Master Winton might be trying to use me as an evil tool in some diabolical plan or something. And I'll let him too, because I wouldn't want to hurt his feelings.
-LYDIA is kidnapped by WEREWOLVES and they RESCUE her-
JAMES: I'm a werewolf, I think I have flees.
MASTER WINTON: mwahaha, my scheme has succeeded. Now I can return to my loving family, mwahahaha.
JEK: No it hasn't, I'm just nice...and bit egotistical too. (is heroic) I can handle it, you go home to your family.
(Everyone LEAVES. Jek FAINTS and wakes up two months later.)
JEK: Oh look, a forest! ... and everyones gone.
JAMES: Hi! I came to live with you because my family is dead.
JEK: Oh good, you can be the cashier.
LYDIA: This is my brother, we're coming to live with you. Oh, hi James.
CLARENCE: I kill things with guns. I also kill things with swords. I'm really awesome.
JEK: Oh good, you can do these tax forms for me.
(Time PASSES, they sell things, an old lady buys magnets. There is an earthquake.)
JEK: I miss Samantha, she was nice.
SETTING: a Cafe somewhere
SAMANTHA: Hi! I missed you.
JEK: I hate you because your father is mean.
SAMATHA: -is sad-
SETTING: house
SAMANTHA: The author likes me so I came back.
CLARENCE: There is a dragon making the city fall apart.
LYDIA: Dragon?! -squee-
CLARENCE: We should, ah, do something.
JEK: Monster has made me sad and nondirectional, so I don't want to.
SAMANTHA: Haha, you're being controlled. -mocks-
JEK: Hey, there's a dragon destroying the city, let's go stop it! And I am not.
SETTING: under the city
ALL: Wow, tunnels. Wow, a river. Wow, we need boats.
(They go and get boats and paddle around until they find beach and climb out into the rocky mountains, which is RANDOM)
JEK: The dragon is coming, back to the boats
CLARENCE: okay, the dragon is asleep, lets stab it.
-they do, Lydia is MAD-
LYDIA: I'm going to stay here because I like dragons.
SETTING: house
CLARENCE: Jek I'm going to kill you for leaving my sister.
JEK: She wanted to stay you idiot.
SAMANTHA: Jek, I stole your magc and put it in a vase so now Monster won't like you anymore.
JEK: Oh, that explains the dizziness and lack of desire to kill things.
LYDIA'S DAD: Hi Jek, want to learn real magic?
JEK: okay!
THE END.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
A cure for magic
Posted by jesse at 12/09/2007 05:31:00 PM
Labels: nanowrimo
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