Piratevilletown

Philosophical Pirate Chat. No Questions.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Catapult Game

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Hostages are Returned!

I deleted the hostage story. I don't have the attention span to accomplish something great like a story. So here is what it was going to be in a nutshell. Maybe someday someone will write a book that I can read that will have similar ideas, that would be ideal.

It was called Hostage because everyone who fears death is a hostage. The Hero was supposed to be a man who showed our main character this. The introductory scene is almost a climax of sorts because this is where the change in the main character takes place; after he hears this hostage philosophy from The Hero and is intrigued. It changes his lifestyle and via this the storyteller's ideals also change throughout the story. In the background The Hero ends up doing great things, saving the day, etc. (my idea was also to have The Hero actually make things worse but be proclaimed by the masses to be "The Hero" and thus we all call him the hero, which is different from my original intention of having his name not even be known by the storyteller, as the hero eventually should be famous before the telling of this story). All the while life goes on with the storyteller and Ian. Scenes taking place before the change and after the change will be juxtaposed onto each other so as to emphasize the difference for the reader. Eventually Ian dies having accomplished nothing more than before and the storyteller if left exactly how he started. This, unfortunately, is just the tip of the iceberg that I have yet to discover for myself where I want to take it. So in the end writing is not for me, I believe.

Anyway, I started something else called "Skeletal Weeping." We'll see how long this project lasts. Mostly I think it'll be for crude, wrong humor.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Simple Little Game

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Everything Ends

I found another gem in the Slipknot catalogue:

Slipknot - Everything Ends
You are wrong, fucked, and overrated
I think Im gonna be sick and its your fault
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything
I havent slept since I woke up
And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything

Shallow skin, I can paint with pain
I mark the trails on my arms with your disdain
Everyday its the same - I love, you hate
But I guess I dont care any more...
Fix my problems with the blade
While my eyes turn from blue to gray
God, the worst thing happened to me today
But I guess I dont care anymore...

You are wrong, fucked, and overrated
I think Im gonna be sick and its your fault
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything
I havent slept since I woke up
And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything

My flaws are the only thing left thats pure
Cant really live, cant really endure
Everything I see reminds me of her
God I wish I didnt care anymore
The more I touch, the less I feel
Im lying to myself that its not real
Why is everybody making such a big fucking deal?
Im never gonna care anymore

What the hell am I doing?
Is there anyone left in my life?
What the fuck was I thinking?
Anybody want to tell me Im fine?
Where the hell am I going?
Do I even need a reason to hide?
I am only betrayed
I am only conditioned to die

What a Crazy Little Island

Japanese Game Show where a 100 person mob chases (harmlessly) random people to see their reactions:
Just Click Here

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Story Time

Alright, I've made a few decisions on where to take my story so now I will start working on Scene 2. Because of the way I think things through (in that I don't think things through, I just write), I'll probably be editing all previous scenes as I go through until I have a well-oiled story.

Hostage