Inspired by Thomas' mighty poem Surreal Circus, and the craziness of a post by Dawn, I suddenly had a thought... which turned into an idea... which finally prodded me into action. In order to force myself to write on a regular basis, and just for the helluvit, I am proud to introduce Gathertown: The Series!!
(insert loud clapping, whistling, and Michael Jackson worshipping screams and faints here)
The series will focus on the ongoing adventures of a character NOT AT ALL BASED ON MYSELF, who makes his living as a troubleshooter in the shady streets of Gathertown, a place filled with high rollers, gangsters, dangerous dames, and all other types of strange and mysterious types. You will find some familiar faces showing up in the series, so keep a sharp eye. You never know who you will run into in the streets of Gathertown...
This style will be free write, as I have no idea what's going to happen, or what the story is about. It's just for fun, and a great way to write about a lot of the great friends of mine here on Gather. I'm starting with people I'm sure won't take this seriously, and like to laugh. If somewhere along the way you'd like to make an appearance, just say so on this article. You'll eventually become a part of the story. How cool is that?
For a teaser, here's the current cast of characters:
Lewis, aka the Knight: resident troubleshooter, heavy drinker, and master of getting into serious trouble. And getting back out...
Thomas, aka Tommy Tsunami: The Guy Who Runs Things. Nothing happens without his knowledge, no deal goes down without his say-so. A genius tactician who also happens to be completely ruthless and mildly insane...
Ms. Kilby, aka the Kitty: a mysterious dame with with shadowy alliances. Packs a pistol to go with the bullets in her eyes...
Poddar, aka the Prince: Ms. Kilby's bodyguard, imported from India, whose combat skills are as deadly as his poetry....
Robert, aka the Lone Cowboy: the man to call when you're in a jam. Quick on the draw, or his wits. When he comes with Streaker in tow, it's not to play games...
Selene, aka Ms. Purrrrr: The Wolf Lady, who runs an underground empire. Seductive and deadly, she weaves a dangerous web of deception...
Bard Constantine, aka the Bard of Darkness: the most mysterious figure of Gathertown, rumored to be the greatest killer of all time... who has vowed to never kill again. Also the only person Lewis can fully trust...
... and that's just the beginning. Look for the first episode early next week. This will be an insane, Quentin Tarantino meets Stepen King when both are high kind of story, and also the first time I'll be writing rated 'M' for mature. So if you're on guarded viewiing... sorry.
See you in Gathertown...
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Hey Lewis, do you have any of your booze left?
gutter-girl for a walk
all men bow down =)
watch me try to run, hee hee
You should see my tail wagging with such delight I'm almost knocking myself out~
SWISH SWISH and headbonks~ *that's a woofie greeting* ;)
{u so crazee} ;)
*she gets up after the hard fall and realizes that her bodyguard too busy getting a drink instead of offering her one and catching her as she fell...dame kitty tells bodyguard kushal to next time stand "beside" her. kushal agrees and as he walks beside kitty to meet the flavalicious, deadly purr, dame kitty trips once again. as she falls, so does her bodyguard and *censored* finally dame kitty has had enough so she rips her tassles off and *censored* gutter girls gone wild!
hee hee.
Which, by the way, the story won't be. Check the group page. It's flagged for... everything...
Great idea for a Gather group, you have here.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
Sounds fun!
Uh... I wonder what a character based on me would be like? (Will I find out?)
;-)
an Eternal, perhaps. who tends to weep over the State Of Things/Lack Of Love...non-violent, yet indestructible; defender, yet incapable of slaughter...
omg brother poet! I love this! thank you for the honor...*humbly bow down to my warrior brother poet*
oh my! meoooow! he does a fine job too
i eagerly anticipate, author.
I second Thomas; we're eager....
I'm the crazy card reading old fortune-teller. Everyone else considers me insane, until they need to know what the future will bring. Then it's meetings at midnight for the cards and the stars. For I can see the future. And the thoughts of whomever I am physically nearest to.
Like any true witch, I've a trick up my sleeve. Nobody knows that I'm working on my great book, of course, obsessed on it. I use tarot cards like the Lady of Shalott uses her mirror & loom, to see the unseen and write the unwritable. They show me what to write, and I comply by writing it. If you want to stop me, my book is my weakness. Good luck finding it after my stormy magic gets through with you . . . Most people think I'm some crazy old villain who needs to be stopped, a crazy and weird but valid card-seer at best, a fake street magician who cons poor people at worst. But I'm no fake. Unlike the others, I have ethics, and a penchant for disappearing when it's too dangerous.
I'm the gypsy witch type, with a spell, and my card, and book, and fake madness to keep everyone else at their distance, speaking sensibly only to my cat . . .