"You know I hate these things right? I mean don't take this the wrong way but I just like magic shows."
"Aw come on Grace I heard this guy is amazing! Besides I brought you to a free show what is there to complain about?"
Grace and her friend Lauren sat in their cushioned auditorium chairs as lights beamed on the stage in front of them and the last stragglers made their way in and into their seats.
"But they don't even serve food or drinks here what's the appeal?" Grace asked.
"It's just a show Gracie," Lauren said smiling, "No need to get hammered to enjoy it.
Grace turned her head away to get a good look at the people walking and the r
Just Another Night at Home. by DeathBAT411, literature
Literature
Just Another Night at Home.
Read the Description first. And as always enjoy.
"Don't you agree?"
Brittany stared out the car window, trees and cars passing by as she was consumed in deep over what she didn't remember.
"Britt are you even listening?" said her friend Mallory.
"What?" replied Brittany.
"Ugh you weren't even listening to my rant! I guess I was just talking to myself for 10 minutes straight!"
"Sorry...what were you talking about?"
"Doesn't matter forget it!"
Mallory and Brittany were driving home from a long day at the beach. It was the long weekend so they decided to drive up state for a nice relaxing day of tanning and swimming.
Brittany looked ove
A blue dot began to form at the end of Taylor's nose. Oblivious she kept chewing the prototype gum, which of course she had stolen.
"Uh Taylor...you got something on your nose. It's like pen ink or something." said Megan
"Shut up Megan I'm not done yet." replied Taylor
You see Megan had won a trip to a new candy factory that was having a contest to show off the products which they sold. Taylor, Megan's best friend, was obviously the first to be asked to go with her.
The factory itself was like any other, it has assembly lines, shipping departments, but the most spectacular was the inventing room in which only the owner was allowed to go i
It was an average Thursday for Jaci. She was four weeks into her school year and was settling in nicely. Jaci had back length brunette and brown eyes with a very slim build. That day, she is wearing her favorite attire: a sky blue tank top, a new black mini skirt with matching black leggings and her favorite flip flops.
She had been having a pretty good day, despite her constant dispute with her enemy, Nora. They had hated each other since the first grade. Her first class was history. That was the only class she had with Nora and it usually didn't go well. But today, Nora was actually being nice to her instead of her usual spiting. As she wa
He looks at her with a mouth agape and a thousand yard stare.
She flatens out her pantsuit held together by a big red belt. Her hands an azure blue, a color that is making its way down her body. She knows this because she can feel it.
A glance at the mirror. A brunette with back length hair and a blue face that shocks her. Her nervousness rises. She looks down as her feet on the white rug start to become a darker shade. Completely blue now she fears the worse is yet to come. And yet he still stands there, her pleads for him to do something are met with stammering and mumbles.
Her stomach churns and and she nows its not just the butterflies
"You know I hate these things right? I mean don't take this the wrong way but I just like magic shows."
"Aw come on Grace I heard this guy is amazing! Besides I brought you to a free show what is there to complain about?"
Grace and her friend Lauren sat in their cushioned auditorium chairs as lights beamed on the stage in front of them and the last stragglers made their way in and into their seats.
"But they don't even serve food or drinks here what's the appeal?" Grace asked.
"It's just a show Gracie," Lauren said smiling, "No need to get hammered to enjoy it.
Grace turned her head away to get a good look at the people walking and the r
Just Another Night at Home. by DeathBAT411, literature
Literature
Just Another Night at Home.
Read the Description first. And as always enjoy.
"Don't you agree?"
Brittany stared out the car window, trees and cars passing by as she was consumed in deep over what she didn't remember.
"Britt are you even listening?" said her friend Mallory.
"What?" replied Brittany.
"Ugh you weren't even listening to my rant! I guess I was just talking to myself for 10 minutes straight!"
"Sorry...what were you talking about?"
"Doesn't matter forget it!"
Mallory and Brittany were driving home from a long day at the beach. It was the long weekend so they decided to drive up state for a nice relaxing day of tanning and swimming.
Brittany looked ove
A blue dot began to form at the end of Taylor's nose. Oblivious she kept chewing the prototype gum, which of course she had stolen.
"Uh Taylor...you got something on your nose. It's like pen ink or something." said Megan
"Shut up Megan I'm not done yet." replied Taylor
You see Megan had won a trip to a new candy factory that was having a contest to show off the products which they sold. Taylor, Megan's best friend, was obviously the first to be asked to go with her.
The factory itself was like any other, it has assembly lines, shipping departments, but the most spectacular was the inventing room in which only the owner was allowed to go i
It was an average Thursday for Jaci. She was four weeks into her school year and was settling in nicely. Jaci had back length brunette and brown eyes with a very slim build. That day, she is wearing her favorite attire: a sky blue tank top, a new black mini skirt with matching black leggings and her favorite flip flops.
She had been having a pretty good day, despite her constant dispute with her enemy, Nora. They had hated each other since the first grade. Her first class was history. That was the only class she had with Nora and it usually didn't go well. But today, Nora was actually being nice to her instead of her usual spiting. As she wa
He looks at her with a mouth agape and a thousand yard stare.
She flatens out her pantsuit held together by a big red belt. Her hands an azure blue, a color that is making its way down her body. She knows this because she can feel it.
A glance at the mirror. A brunette with back length hair and a blue face that shocks her. Her nervousness rises. She looks down as her feet on the white rug start to become a darker shade. Completely blue now she fears the worse is yet to come. And yet he still stands there, her pleads for him to do something are met with stammering and mumbles.
Her stomach churns and and she nows its not just the butterflies
Inventing Room Script Breakdown and Thoughts by Storyfan134, literature
Literature
Inventing Room Script Breakdown and Thoughts
By not popular demand at all, I'm breaking down what makes the scene interesting, in my eyes. The idea here is to not focus on the "inflaton" but the storytelling. VERUCA: That's all? WONKA: That's all?!? Don't you know what this is? VIOLET: By gum, it's gum! WONKA: Wrong! It's the most amazing, fabulous, sensational gum in the whole world. VIOLET: What's so fab about it? WONKA: This little piece of gum is a three course dinner. MR. SALT: Bull. WONKA: No, roast beef, but I haven't got it quite right yet. VIOLET: (grabbing the gum) I don't care. WONKA: Oh, I wouldn't do that. I really wouldn't. VIOLET: So long as it's gum, then that's for me. MR. BEAUREGARDE: Violet, now don't you do anything stupid. VIOLET: (sighs in disgust) **Augustus fell into the river. His "sin" was gluttony. But accidentally falling into a chocolate river is still kind of whatever. So, here we are. We know Violet's thing is gum, and Wonka has this three course gum. He doesn't want her to try
A new job starts as history repeats It had been many years since the events of Wonka's golden ticket race and times had changed, Willy Wonka had long since retired, leaving his candy making secrets as well as his factory to his young protege Charlie Bucket, who had since proven himself not only a talented candy maker but also a superb businessman, expanding the company internationally and making it one of the most valuable corporations in the world. Sitting outside a spartan and unremarkable office a young woman in a blue pantsuit nervously fidgeted with the handle on her red purse, waiting for her final interview. "We're ready for you now Ms.?" A middleaged woman in black office attire poked her head through the door, causing the young woman to look up. "Oh, you can just call me Violet" she replied with a cheery smile, trying not to sound nervous. She took out the piece of gum she had been rapidly chewing, tossing it into a nearby wastepaper basket before entering the room. Violet
So, I've been thinking of what I want to write lately. I do want to keep writing a little more frequent but usually when I have an idea of something I want to write I just put it off for a while. Plus, I feel like all my writings are the same in one way or another. I wanted to write a multi-part series of Violet at the factory from the time the contest starts to her leaving the factory. However, I feel like with Timebaby and Faridae's factory series it may be either too many of those at once or it won't turn out as well as I think it will. Preferably I would do that despite my reservations but ideally it would be stick with some random person
So I feel pretty good having written a new story, I feel like it was just an easy write and hopefully goes over well among readers. I do already have another idea for a story but I'm thinking I'll take a couple weeks for a break before I start up again. I do sort of feel bad when I start getting a lot of favorites and watches and I haven't put out a story in months so it sort of challenges me to write something of my own. "What If" isn't an original idea I will say that, I had an idea to have Violet take Augustus' spot but I felt that someone would have already beat me to the punch. After a few weeks of investigating I found pictures resembli
Hey everyone! I was just wondering if anyone had come across a story or picture in which the character is placed in an Augustus Gloop type situation(being stuck in a pipe) and is inflating with chocolate or something? I was thinking of writing a story like that but I feel like it isn't too original. I haven't read too many of the chocolate inflation stories and I don't want to copy anyone elses work so any info on that would be very helpful.
As for my blueberry stories I haven't even finished one. Yes I know Another Night at Home isn't finished I'll get to it. But it's one of those situations where I don't have any clue where or how to end i
I know you haven't been active in a long while, but I just wanted to ping out an wish you well. Your stories are so fantastic. I hope at some point you find a reason to write more.