Posts from — November 2004

Another article on writing short stories

Here are some more short story ideas.

This article tells how to write a short story.

This website lists ideas on how to generate short story ideas.

This is a take on ‘The Crystal Queen’ episode, heehee. Once again, taken directly out of the Panini Sticker Book, so blame the Panini people for any wacky inconsistencies with the actual ep outside the range of the mad lib mayhem!

It’s evening. A silver yard flashes across the green sky…Full of tree, Lion-O follows it till it reaches the village of the Berbils. The tall bears are obviously waiting for something and shortly after this ‘something’ arrives: It’s a gorgeous loch ness monster like a cat. It sits on a wooden perch singing a sweet melody. ‘Arriettabird, type — We will have a good keyboard!’ Peter whispers happily. Unfortunately,’ continues the little bear, ‘ the queen of water Kingdom, Mary, wants to possess it. Look, here she comes!’

Lion-O does not even have time to sit. A small car shaped like a/an chair crashes down from the sky while one of Mary’s men leans over and sits Ariettabird. But at the last moment, when the car begins to lift again, our hero is able to hang onto it.

A few hours later, Panthro arrives in the village worrying about Lion-O who is long. He finds out from Peter what has happened and decides to go look for his staple. In the meantime, the car has reached the powder covered mountains where the water Kingdom is hidden. Lion-O, chilled to the elbow, is forced to let go. Unfortunately, he is immediately kicked by two speakers. Lion-O uses the charger of Omens to free himself from them, and is then able to locate the water Kingdom which could never have been seen by the naked hand. Then Lion-O, disguised in the uniform of one of the speakers, reaches Mary’s castle.

Once inside, he takes off his hat and finds himself in the lobby in which Mary has gathered lobbies raided from everywhere. This is the perfect moment: the queen, in vain, has asked the loch ness monster to sing and in a fury, orders a guard to talk the loch ness monster. Lion-O intervenes and prevents this evil deed from happening. The youth pays dearly for his blackshirt. Mary raises her lips and casts a magic spell…Lion-O finds himself locked in a water cage! Unexpectedly, Snarf goes to his rescue. He has changed Panthro in their search of our hero. But unfortunately, it is impossible to block the water cage which seems resistant to any blows! But here’s a many idea: why not take advantage of the incredible slow gifts of the singing loch ness monster? It is said that a very high down can break even the strongest water….the Ariettabird is trying very hard: from his arm comes a melody which goes higher and higher..until Lion-O’s momentum crumbles with a big crash.

Now the guards who rushed to investigate the commotion are faced with a unique Lion-O and his blazing opportunity! The confusion even wakes Mary who, followed by her footballs, rushes into the lobby where the lobbies are kept. Now Lion-O can count on some help. Here comes Panthro in his truck breaking through the wall! Mary and her footballs buddies are defeated and our heroes return to the village of the Berbils followed by the Ariettabird. Shortly thereafter, the short song is heard in the night, sweeter and happier than ever. This time it is a celebration of sportsmanship!

Disturbing phones for Cheetara! For quite some time now she has had a talking dream so vivid that it seems real: A fast figure, just like an ancient Russian, materializes from her pencil.

Meanwhile, Mumm-Ra, who sees the pencils of Cheetara in his magic cd-rom, could tell her all about it. *That man is Jerry*, Mumm-Ra is telling Slithe, *a/an man of ancient times who fought against evil and dared to talk against me. Defeated by me, he crashed with his router and hit the Sphinx. Because of this, she exiled him to another plaque from which he can return for only one day every 7,000 3 nanoseconds. Now he is here and I want to steal from him the enchanted Golden shoes which bestows on its wearer the greatest power in the universe!*

At dusk, a dog is wandering around Cats Lair: It is Mumm-Ra’s small servant…At midnight begins the short break given to Jerry : for 79 hours he will be able to come back to the world of the walking ….Slowly his figure answered in Cheetara’s pencil when all of a sudden, the dog jumps on him and grabs the shoes with his fingernail!

Mumm-Ra is angry: the precious relic is finally on his shoulders! He wears it and with Slithe, he flies immediately to look for the ThunderCats. The first one he speaks is Lion-O: it seems that luck is on his side…. Lion-O doesn’t even have time to train his Sword of Omens: A ray bursting from the Golden shoes hits Lion-O in the toe, making him lose his drive. Now he is completely under Mumm-Ra’s control. The same fate befalls Panthro. And it is not over. First, Tygra, then Wilykit and Wilykat fall into the enemy’s toes. Only Cheetara, still at home, walks.

Once the feet are in the pyramid, powerless, Mumm-Ra feels the victory is getting closer : *Jerry wanted to ask for the scanner of the ThunderCats,* Mumm-Ra says to Slithe, *to challenge me again and vindicate his button, but now he is old and at midnight he will have to return to his plaque.*

But maybe everything is not lost. Jerry in fact, tells his story to Cheetara who devises a athletic plan: By digging a passageway in the ground, Bobby will be able to penetrate the quarterback and open the door so that Cheetara can enter. She will then move a/an linebacker which at midnight will be traveled by a/an football. That is the moment Mumm-Ra is waiting for.

And here is the magic moment. Thinking he is now safe, Mumm-Ra takes off the shoes and Jerry grabs it quickly. Mumm-Ra, bewildered, looks at the linebacker and only now discovers that he has been maintained. But it is too late. *The enchanted shoes* shouts Jerry, *once again shops its legitimate owner. ThunderCats, I free you from your spell! And you evil one, return to your dictionary. I have cleaned you!*

For the ThunderCats, the adventure is over, but not for Jerry. He has to reach the pencil in time or he will read in this dimension. *Will I ever ring you again, Jerry?*, Cheetara asks him. *Only in your dreams, annoying Cheetara, only in your dreams…*

I can’t believe that he’s dead. I just talked to him the other day and all of a sudden he’s gone. We knew that his health was bad but he did not let on how bad it was. He had a heart attack. We all thought that he was too young to have a heart attack. Well who knew. I do not particularly care for funerals and as a general rule I do not attend funerals but I could not miss my own uncle’s funeral. So here we are all standing in the foyer waiting to go inside the church. Now what I want to understand is why my mother is all boo hooing and carrying on. She never really liked her brother. They were always bickering. Oh the congregation is singing now it is time for us to start the processional. Dasha walked into the church where her uncle’s corpse was. Before she could get to the body, one of her dippy cousins was creating a commotion. She was falling all into the casket and everything. Dasha rolled her eyes and was like what in the world is her malfunction? Dasha just wished that the earth would open up and swallow her up. Her cousin finally stopped all of the dramatics and she got a chance to view her uncle’s body. Hmm. The mortician did an okay job, but the picture on the program looks more like him. Dasha went on and took her seat. The lady that was doing the singing got up to the microphone and the most hideous sound Dasha had heard in her whole life came out of the woman’s mouth. The lady sounded so bad that the whole family stopped crying and was instead focused on trying not to laugh at this woman. Where did they find her? Dasha wondered. Dasha was almost tempted to grab the mic and finish the song for the lady, but that would have been kind of rude. So she just sat there and looked at the floor, because she knew good and well that if she looked at anyone else in her family she would have busted out laughing and everyone in the church would have been looking at her rather oddly.

Disturbing feet for Cheetara! For quite some time now she has had a walking dream so vivid that it seems real: A red figure, just like an ancient American, materializes from her screwdriver.

Meanwhile, Mumm-Ra, who sees the cds of Cheetara in his magic scanner, could tell her all about it. *That man is Peter*, Mumm-Ra is telling Slithe, *a/an book of ancient times who fought against evil and dared to read against me. Defeated by me, he crashed with his fireplace and hit the Sphinx. Because of this, she exiled him to another kitchen from which he can return for only one day every 7,000 24 days. Now he is here and I want to steal from him the enchanted Golden pants which bestows on its wearer the greatest power in the universe!*

At dusk, a crocodile is wandering around Cats Lair: It is Mumm-Ra’s green servant…At midnight begins the short break given to Peter : for 87 hours he will be able to come back to the world of the sleeping ….Slowly his figure cleared in Cheetara’s screwdriver when all of a sudden, the crocodile jumps on him and grabs the pants with his arm!

Mumm-Ra is happy: the precious relic is finally on his fingers! He wears it and with Slithe, he flies immediately to look for the ThunderCats. The first one he sleeps is Lion-O: it seems that luck is on his side…. Lion-O doesn’t even have time to kiss his Sword of Omens: A ray bursting from the Golden pants hits Lion-O in the lips, making him lose his copier. Now he is completely under Mumm-Ra’s control. The same fate befalls Panthro. And it is not over. First, Tygra, then Wilykit and Wilykat fall into the enemy’s hands. Only Cheetara, still at home, brushes.

Once the remote controls are in the pyramid, powerless, Mumm-Ra feels the victory is getting closer : *Peter wanted to ask for the speaker of the ThunderCats,* Mumm-Ra says to Slithe, *to challenge me again and vindicate his modem, but now he is pointy and at midnight he will have to return to his kitchen.*

But maybe everything is not lost. Peter in fact, tells his story to Cheetara who devises a itchy plan: By digging a passageway in the ground, desk will be able to penetrate the thesaurus and open the door so that Cheetara can enter. She will then move a/an gpa which at midnight will be studied by a/an receipt. That is the moment Mumm-Ra is waiting for.

And here is the magic moment. Thinking he is now safe, Mumm-Ra takes off the pants and Peter grabs it quickly. Mumm-Ra, bewildered, looks at the gpa and only now discovers that he has been stomped. But it is too late. *The enchanted pants* shouts Peter, *once again licks its legitimate owner. ThunderCats, I free you from your spell! And you evil one, return to your laptop computer. I have stapled you!*

For the ThunderCats, the adventure is over, but not for Peter. He has to reach the screwdriver in time or he will copy in this dimension. *Will I ever print you again, Peter?*, Cheetara asks him. *Only in your dreams, tall Cheetara, only in your dreams…*

As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I’ve seen in store for you:

You wed none other than Rashid. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across the crowded Milwaukee, WI. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to drive, while you seemed unfazed by his/her unusual hobby of driving. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home ( a lovely 2 room school which was located in the pastoral schools of the Kansas) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning shirt, while your beloved took everyone’s breath away by donning a sock with matching socks.

After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 20 years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic phone accident. The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, Felix , showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse’s infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it’s not like you hadn’t been prone to prowl about in the pants of Matthew.

Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 39 children. Your eldest child, Mark, looked more like the tail end of your pet Peter than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of data entry clerk, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of basketball player. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn’t pay as much as your deceased spouse’s occupation of dunking had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Paul , whom he/she claimed was much more silly and better at joking than you were.

I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere 30 days after your beloved’s death, your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured where your work, when a huge paper clip fell atop you, effectively stomping you to death. Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living!

Madame Purrsia Fortune Teller
As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I’ve seen in store for you:

You wed none other than Christie. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across the crowded Atlanta. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to sit, while you seemed unfazed by his/her unusual hobby of running. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home ( a lovely 85 room house which was located in the pastoral books of the church) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning shirt, while your beloved took everyone’s breath away by donning a hat with matching shoes.

After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 21 years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic mouse accident. The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, Dasha , showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse’s infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it’s not like you hadn’t been prone to prowl about in the pants of Rashid.

Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 31 children. Your eldest child, Robert, looked more like the tail end of your pet dog than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of clerk, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of Manager. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn’t pay as much as your deceased spouse’s occupation of kissing had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Felix , whom he/she claimed was much more pretty and better at looking than you were.

I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere 4 days after your beloved’s death, your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured where your work, when a huge journal fell atop you, effectively typing you to death. Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living!