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Started by Conor, January 23, 2008, 09:17:18 AM

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SmilinJackRoss

Quote from: Conor on January 23, 2008, 12:59:32 PM
RULE UPDATE:  All questions must be at least 250 word short stories that involve the question being asked as part of the plot.

Best. Rule. Ever.
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SlickRick

Quote from: kodiakthejuggler on January 23, 2008, 01:01:22 PM
Quote from: Conor on January 23, 2008, 12:59:32 PM
RULE UPDATE:  All questions must be at least 250 word short stories that involve the question being asked as part of the plot.

Well, I'm out.

Agreed

majorjoe23

Quote from: torgosPizza on January 23, 2008, 12:54:14 PM
Quote from: dignan on January 23, 2008, 12:12:42 PM
My question:  I think Homer gets stupider every year!

And what's going on with Smithers? You know what I'm talking about!

"The real deal with Waylon Smithers is that he's Mr. Burns's assistant. He's in his early forties, is unmarried, and currently resides in Springfield. Thanks for asking!"

RVR II

Quote from: SmilinJackRoss on January 23, 2008, 01:01:48 PM
Quote from: Conor on January 23, 2008, 12:59:32 PM
RULE UPDATE:  All questions must be at least 250 word short stories that involve the question being asked as part of the plot.

Best. Rule. Ever.
What Ever.. ::)

PlayMSTie

Guys, I'll write the story if you'll let me know what question you want me to ask.
"There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal." C. S. Lewis

Bring back Bridget!

Wiseblood


RVR II

Quote from: PlayMSTie on January 23, 2008, 01:04:32 PM
Guys, I'll write the story if you'll let me know what question you want me to ask.
Don't think you can write 250 word story about DUNE..

RoninFox

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PlayMSTie

Come on, people, shoot me a question to incorporate! Time's a-wastin'!
"There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal." C. S. Lewis

Bring back Bridget!

SaucyRossy

Quote from: PlayMSTie on January 23, 2008, 01:04:32 PM
Guys, I'll write the story if you'll let me know what question you want me to ask.

Ask all of the random stupid questions that have popped up on the forums over time. Does it involve a rudimentary lathe, Is it Red Dawn, Is it Batman and Robin, etc.


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Doctor Manhattan

#55
Joe Smith plays 2.0 Questions by Doctor Manhattan

Joe Smith logged into rifftrax.com forums and asked "Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin? Is it Batman and Robin?" The others did not know why he kept repeating the question. He did get an answer.

The End

Word Count = 254 words.

James of LinHood

Well, I think the best question you could ask is if the movie's Batman & Robin.

EDIT:  But I see that Doctor Manhattan's already done a fine job of that.   :)
Imrahil: Don't care about Riding with Death.

Bob: Turkey.

Action Batch:  Woah, let's all mellow out and rap about this.

SlickRick

She was a bit past 55 with beautiful silver slivers that curved and flowed
like swallow-tails from her temples.  She was watching a movie on the television at the bar and I was wondering, is it a science fiction flick?

I'd gone to my favorite soft-lit, romantic lounge alone.  It was, as usual,
bulging with sipping singles -- crammed with cocky, sometimes uncertain
curious drop-ins.  But eventually, I snared a small table in the middle
aisle.  All seats were taken at the bar, too...and she was shoe-horned and
cramped beside some spittle-drool jerk who was leering down her
scrumptious, splendid cleavage.

Obviously, she was NOT enthralled by his attention.

I caught her eye, smiled, and waved her over.

"You're such a dear," she said, sitting down.  "I don't know how long I
would have stayed without a seat."

"I didn't think you were charmed with your present company...or were you?"
I teased...and her hearty laugh was answer enough to that!

We chatted away, watched others dance; listened to some wonderful blues and
slow-dance sounds from the band.

It was difficult to keep my eyes from her; fleshy and full, aroused nipples
swelled to erotic points.  And she was quite aware that my eyes caressed
every cell of her prominent breasts!

I was...then...in my late 20's and this pleased her greatly.  My guess
about her was mid-50s, perhaps older.

Grinning, she whispered, "I see your generic heritage left YOU very
well-endowed too, my dear!"  Saying this her head cocked slightly, moving
in small tight circles of appraisal.  Those mischievous, probing eyes
missed nothing about my body...


PlayMSTie

All right, hang on . . . (Assuming Dr. Manhattan's question doesn't count.  ;D )
"There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal." C. S. Lewis

Bring back Bridget!

Compound

Once upon a time, there existed a brave little robot toaster. This toaster used to float and make toast and drink mimosas all day long, and he was so happy. Until a dark day when an evil Midwesterner bought the little toaster and used him for his own nefarious purposes. Where once the little toaster could watch "The View" and gossip with the girls in reception all day long, he now had to watch horrible movies, simply for the sole purpose of providing time codes for a handful of people to synch up a recording to. Oh, the toaster was so sad. One day, he had nearly reached his limit, and he looked up at his mean owner and said, "Please, sir. I pray that the next Rifftrax isn't Batman and Robin. Is it?" And the mean owner said, "Yes. Yes it is. And you shall be forced to purchase it and watch it with me! BWHA-HA-HA!!!!!"

And the little toaster cried and cried. Until he realized that there was one weakness in the owner's plan. "But sir! You don't pay me! Therefore I can not pay!"

"Oh. Drat," replied the mean man. "Well, I guess I"ll have to hoist it off on the people reading this then."

The next week, the brave little robot toaster bought a lottery ticket using some money he found on the ground and won the grand prize. He then retired to the Bahamas to spend the rest of his days watching reruns of Mama's Family. The end.