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I have to say this Gent is one of the most if not the most helpful people on this site. 5800 posts of pure helpfulness! I say 5800 because I am pretty sure the other 41 posts are from when he sayz Your are welcome!
Thanks Dude and if I ever meet you I hope ya let me buy you a beer!
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Thanks Dude and if I ever meet you I hope ya let me buy you a beer!
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. I think he should write a book 
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WHAAAAT?!?! 
Why you yellin' at me!? 
Oh.
Shucks, guys, just tryin' to help. And also vent. And also cathartic issues.
I dunno if I'm worthy of a whole thread... Lil' embarrassin', stop it. 
But hey, I might can do do the book thing. Seems I do write a little here and there...
I thought about the Disney Princess (not) story, or maybe a few Star Wars ones (NERD), or a whole series on Actual Cannibal Shia LaBeouf (go google/youtube that one, I don't wanna mess up this text with a youtube link, the way this thing works), and even one about the Devil and some Fried Chicken (gross), but I decided to put the best received one I've written in /r/WritingPrompts on reddit here. So without further adieu, here's a 'book' I wrote about a universe crossover between Men In Black and Back To The Future, a prompt from reddit's /r/WritingPrompts, enjoy!
---
Marty looked at the two Agents sullenly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The man called J leaned in... really close, Marty thought... and said, "Hey, man, listen... We know all 'bout the time traveling DeLorean. Cool car, by the way, I bet that's a real trip to drive. Anyway, we know all about Doc Brown, too. We just wanna know..."
"I. Don't. Know."
J leaned back, glanced at K. "Hey, man, K... I think this guy's telling the truth."
K looked at Marty, squinting as he did so.
"No, I don't think so. This guy knows what's what. He's stonewalling."
J looked at K with more than a bit of suspicion. "Hey, K, man, can I talk to you? Over here?"
They stepped to a corner of the interrogation room. J activated the white noise generator over Marty's head.
"K, how do you know..." began J, but was cut off.
"Did you see his eyes? The sweat of his hairline? His absolute stillness? He knows. He knows exactly what we're asking, and he's just being silent about it. That's what we need to figure out. Why is he protecting Dr. Brown?"
J looked back at Marty, and sure enough, the sheen of the perspiration on Marty's upper forehead was indeed there, contrasting with the chill of the room.
"All right," he said, "go do your thing, I guess." He deactivated the noise machine.
K walked back to Marty, sat down, and stared intently. Marty tried to look to J, but... couldn't? He also had this strange feeling... like...
"What... What's going on..." he said wonderingly.
"Just a little trick I picked up from the Zetacians. Interesting species. Very useful technique, hard to get right, but... humans are easy," said K in a very soothing voice, incongruous with his normally rough and brusque demeanor.
"I..." Marty began, but then stopped. He could feel the impulse to start blabbing, telling the secrets he swore he'd never speak of, but... this man seemed so... nice... surely...
"NO!" he exclaimed, but K, almost in a whisper, said, "It's ok... you can tell us..."
"NO!" Marty repeated, then asked in defiance, "and what the hell is a Zetacian?!"
"That's not important, Marty... you can tell us... let it out..."
J was standing aside, still in the corner, trying to keep a calm, detached demeanor. He'd seen this before, but it was still unnerving to see his partner do the ZTrick. It's so wrong to see that 'nice' coming from him...
Marty was close to cracking, though, he could see that.... and sure enough, a few seconds later, it came out:
"THIS ISN'T MY WORLD! I WAS LEFT HERE BY MISTAKE!"
The vehemence which Marty exploded with his revelation was almost physical. K leaned back from his intense staring, and glanced at J. "Get me the Telustian Synchrocheck Gun."
J hesitated, not believing what he just heard. "K, you sure..."
"NOW, kid."
I hate it when he calls me 'kid', thought J to himself, as he hustled out of the room to get the gun.
When J came back to the room, Marty was broken down, in tears, and K was standing waiting. "You're not gonna believe this, J, but he's telling the truth, and this isn't his world," said K, as he took the gun from J's hands, "but still, Zed'll want proof."
K aimed the gun at Marty. Marty recoiled and backed away from the end of the gun, but he had nowhere to go but a wall behind him. "No, wait, please...!" he cried as K fired it...
...and nothing happened.
"Wait... what did you do to me?" Marty asked.
"Nothin', man, calm down," said J. "Just shot you with some special stuff and it's gonna tell us things."
A viewer popped up and out of the device, and both Agents looked at it.
"See?" said K. "Alternate. He ain't from here. This version of McFly went back in time, sure... but when he came back, he came back to OUR time line, and led... well, a comparatively miserable life, I take it, Mr. McFly?"
"YES! That's what I've was trying to say all along, since then, but nobody believed me! They called me crazy and I must have been sick and..." He sighed, then began his tale anew. "I came back and my family was a MESS. And my truck was gone... and when I got back to the mall, Doc was dead... the Libyans had apparently blown themselves up in the photo box... So I packed up the stuff, the car, Doc... all on Doc's truck, and put that in his garage home..."
"And...?" prompted K.
"And, I torched it. I burnt down that garage, and everything in it. On purpose."
He looked up at the two Agents, his sadness evident on his face.
"Nobody should time travel. It's devil work, and it cost Doc his life. And mine, because I didn't know I'd moved 'over' to some alternate, awful time line." He looked down, defeated. "I wish I'd never met Doc sometimes. Einstein was never the same after that either..."
J looked at K with worry. "So... that's it, then."
K looked at J... then back to Marty. "Yeah, kid, I guess so." He whipped out his phone, auto-dialed a number. "Zed? K here. Listen, this McFly guy is a dead end. Emmett Brown was actually killed, not just 'elsewhere'. Yeah, he torched the machine too, turns out, plus any documents..."
J heard some choice words being loudly said by their commander. Then he couldn't hear what was being said, but K got a real serious look on his face. "Sir, you know... but that's a last... sigh ok, we'll go, but you know how this isn't gonna turn out."
He hung up the phone, turned to J. "Ok, J, take McFly back home, neuralize him, and then get to Cairo on the double."
"No, man, we ain't gonna..." started J.
K turned back to face J at the door. "Yes, we are. That Stargate and a black hole is now our only hope. Just have to get it dug out now."
---
I hope that was to your liking!
And thanks again.
/Proof: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingProm..._like/d6cv4no/
//I may need to make my own lil' subreddit for to gather all my lil' vignettes... I have a bunch of links saved to refer back to, so... :hm:
///aand now my reddit profile is semi-linked, and woe be your eyes and brain for what you may see if you stalk it. As Han Solo said: Sorry about the mess. And as I say: I'm the mess.
I apologize in advance. 
Why you yellin' at me!? Oh.
Shucks, guys, just tryin' to help. And also vent. And also cathartic issues.
I dunno if I'm worthy of a whole thread... Lil' embarrassin', stop it. But hey, I might can do do the book thing. Seems I do write a little here and there...
I thought about the Disney Princess (not) story, or maybe a few Star Wars ones (NERD), or a whole series on Actual Cannibal Shia LaBeouf (go google/youtube that one, I don't wanna mess up this text with a youtube link, the way this thing works), and even one about the Devil and some Fried Chicken (gross), but I decided to put the best received one I've written in /r/WritingPrompts on reddit here. So without further adieu, here's a 'book' I wrote about a universe crossover between Men In Black and Back To The Future, a prompt from reddit's /r/WritingPrompts, enjoy!
---
Marty looked at the two Agents sullenly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The man called J leaned in... really close, Marty thought... and said, "Hey, man, listen... We know all 'bout the time traveling DeLorean. Cool car, by the way, I bet that's a real trip to drive. Anyway, we know all about Doc Brown, too. We just wanna know..."
"I. Don't. Know."
J leaned back, glanced at K. "Hey, man, K... I think this guy's telling the truth."
K looked at Marty, squinting as he did so.
"No, I don't think so. This guy knows what's what. He's stonewalling."
J looked at K with more than a bit of suspicion. "Hey, K, man, can I talk to you? Over here?"
They stepped to a corner of the interrogation room. J activated the white noise generator over Marty's head.
"K, how do you know..." began J, but was cut off.
"Did you see his eyes? The sweat of his hairline? His absolute stillness? He knows. He knows exactly what we're asking, and he's just being silent about it. That's what we need to figure out. Why is he protecting Dr. Brown?"
J looked back at Marty, and sure enough, the sheen of the perspiration on Marty's upper forehead was indeed there, contrasting with the chill of the room.
"All right," he said, "go do your thing, I guess." He deactivated the noise machine.
K walked back to Marty, sat down, and stared intently. Marty tried to look to J, but... couldn't? He also had this strange feeling... like...
"What... What's going on..." he said wonderingly.
"Just a little trick I picked up from the Zetacians. Interesting species. Very useful technique, hard to get right, but... humans are easy," said K in a very soothing voice, incongruous with his normally rough and brusque demeanor.
"I..." Marty began, but then stopped. He could feel the impulse to start blabbing, telling the secrets he swore he'd never speak of, but... this man seemed so... nice... surely...
"NO!" he exclaimed, but K, almost in a whisper, said, "It's ok... you can tell us..."
"NO!" Marty repeated, then asked in defiance, "and what the hell is a Zetacian?!"
"That's not important, Marty... you can tell us... let it out..."
J was standing aside, still in the corner, trying to keep a calm, detached demeanor. He'd seen this before, but it was still unnerving to see his partner do the ZTrick. It's so wrong to see that 'nice' coming from him...
Marty was close to cracking, though, he could see that.... and sure enough, a few seconds later, it came out:
"THIS ISN'T MY WORLD! I WAS LEFT HERE BY MISTAKE!"
The vehemence which Marty exploded with his revelation was almost physical. K leaned back from his intense staring, and glanced at J. "Get me the Telustian Synchrocheck Gun."
J hesitated, not believing what he just heard. "K, you sure..."
"NOW, kid."
I hate it when he calls me 'kid', thought J to himself, as he hustled out of the room to get the gun.
When J came back to the room, Marty was broken down, in tears, and K was standing waiting. "You're not gonna believe this, J, but he's telling the truth, and this isn't his world," said K, as he took the gun from J's hands, "but still, Zed'll want proof."
K aimed the gun at Marty. Marty recoiled and backed away from the end of the gun, but he had nowhere to go but a wall behind him. "No, wait, please...!" he cried as K fired it...
...and nothing happened.
"Wait... what did you do to me?" Marty asked.
"Nothin', man, calm down," said J. "Just shot you with some special stuff and it's gonna tell us things."
A viewer popped up and out of the device, and both Agents looked at it.
"See?" said K. "Alternate. He ain't from here. This version of McFly went back in time, sure... but when he came back, he came back to OUR time line, and led... well, a comparatively miserable life, I take it, Mr. McFly?"
"YES! That's what I've was trying to say all along, since then, but nobody believed me! They called me crazy and I must have been sick and..." He sighed, then began his tale anew. "I came back and my family was a MESS. And my truck was gone... and when I got back to the mall, Doc was dead... the Libyans had apparently blown themselves up in the photo box... So I packed up the stuff, the car, Doc... all on Doc's truck, and put that in his garage home..."
"And...?" prompted K.
"And, I torched it. I burnt down that garage, and everything in it. On purpose."
He looked up at the two Agents, his sadness evident on his face.
"Nobody should time travel. It's devil work, and it cost Doc his life. And mine, because I didn't know I'd moved 'over' to some alternate, awful time line." He looked down, defeated. "I wish I'd never met Doc sometimes. Einstein was never the same after that either..."
J looked at K with worry. "So... that's it, then."
K looked at J... then back to Marty. "Yeah, kid, I guess so." He whipped out his phone, auto-dialed a number. "Zed? K here. Listen, this McFly guy is a dead end. Emmett Brown was actually killed, not just 'elsewhere'. Yeah, he torched the machine too, turns out, plus any documents..."
J heard some choice words being loudly said by their commander. Then he couldn't hear what was being said, but K got a real serious look on his face. "Sir, you know... but that's a last... sigh ok, we'll go, but you know how this isn't gonna turn out."
He hung up the phone, turned to J. "Ok, J, take McFly back home, neuralize him, and then get to Cairo on the double."
"No, man, we ain't gonna..." started J.
K turned back to face J at the door. "Yes, we are. That Stargate and a black hole is now our only hope. Just have to get it dug out now."
---
I hope that was to your liking!
And thanks again. /Proof: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingProm..._like/d6cv4no/
//I may need to make my own lil' subreddit for to gather all my lil' vignettes... I have a bunch of links saved to refer back to, so... :hm:
///aand now my reddit profile is semi-linked, and woe be your eyes and brain for what you may see if you stalk it. As Han Solo said: Sorry about the mess. And as I say: I'm the mess.
I apologize in advance.
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