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[Qinella]

Even if you don't remember this awesome novel series from the 80s, this will be a fun thread. I'm sure we have a little mix of creative writers amogst us. Here are the rules:

1. Read the post above yours.

2. Choose one of the options.

3. Write a scenario in second person.

4. Give two options.

5. Make it exciting!

My next post will kick it off. Let's make this good!

[Qinella]

You awaken in a stupor, staring out the window. A haze forms over your heretofore glossy vision, producing a glaze that reminds you to insert your eyes. Heh. So clever to call your contact lenses eyes.

You drag yourself to the bathroom, only to find a c0ckroach resting on your contact case, caressing the counter with its revolting antennae.



You flip out and smash the disgusting roach!

You grab a sheet of paper, beckon the roach upon it, and head toward the door to set it free.

[Free World]

You open the door with one hand while balancing the roach on sheet of paper in the other.
The elevator is out of order again so you head down the stairs. On the 4th floor the fucker falls off the paper and scurries down the hall.




You chase after it to ensure it doesn't infect one of your neighbours' apartments.


You are happy that it is out of your bathroom so you mosey on back upstairs.

[yesterday's child]

you mosey on back upstairs into your apartment. you sit and begin thinking about an attractive female colleague you think may be coming onto you at times and the cute cashier at the 7/11 that always winks at you and gently rubs your hand when giving you your change from the soju and smokes you buy there. all the sudden, your apartment phone rings and your cell phone rings. your colleague is on the apartment phone asking to meet you and the cashier is on the cell phone asking to meet you.

you meet the cashier and tell your colleague you'll meet with her tomorrow.

you meet your colleague and tell the cashier you'll meet with her later that night.

[Qinella]

You agree to meet the cashier, Mi Jin, telling your colleague that you had just taken a sleeping pill, otherwise you'd meet her. Mi Jin tells you to meet in front of the 7-11 where she works. You assume this will be the launch point, but it turns out to be the evening destination.

You pull up a red stool and join Mi Jin and, to your dismay, her parents, at the plastic lawn table in front of the store.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but my parents must accompany me on every date," she informs you.

Her father, already two soju bottles deep, gives a look as though you are made of glass. You don't know if it's his drunken evaluation squinch, or the dreaded "suitor gaze".

Mi Jin and her mother await your first move.


You decide to make the most of it by getting smashed and being an ass.

You decide to make the most of it by engaging her parents in conversation.

[dbee]

You decide to make the most of it and get smashed...

To your amazement, the father joins you for a drink ... one, two, three soju bottles later, his icy exterior has turned soft like your soju-soaked livers. Amid backslapping and cries of 'one-shot', you soon realise that you're been pulled in tightly to this family affair. Maybe even a bit tighter than you find comfortable, You feel a sense of vague discomfort but it's her fathers round, and you don't want to say no.

The mother and the daughter are now both eyeing you with admiration. At least that's all you think they're eyeing you with ! ... things are starting to get foggy.

Suddenly the drunken father declares that it's time to go back to their house for a taste of his special imported scotch.

You say thanks anyway but you have to prepare some lessons ...

You decide what the hell and head off for a 'taster' ...

[Maserial]

You wander through blackened alleys sparsely decorated with vomit, urine, and the sporadic, mumbling ajoshi. You assess the drunken stagger of your date's father, while the moon is reflected within the glassy eyes of your two female admirers. You mention something about how delicious the daughter looks, and given her parents' inability to fully comprehend English, they applaud in unison, saying "You're good guys!", and while you are flattered to an extent, you care less for adulation than you do for copulation.

Suddenly (and rather conveniently) remembering that you purchased a box of pepero from the 7-11, you reach into your pocket, rip open the box, and display one of the sticks to your date��s parents. ��So,�� you begin casually, ��this is, like, a great metaphor for my relationship with your daughter. You dig?�� Your date winces, her father smiles, and her mother nods enthusiastically, Father then vomits, wipes his face, and gestures to you with a thumbs up. Way up.

��You��re okay! Okay! Korea, number one!�� he shouts, and you correct him maniacally, noting that, in fact, you were thinking more along the line of number poo. He nods, and says ��You take my wife. She likes you.�� You��re horrified, and yet intrigued by the prospect.

��How hip can you get?�� you say, quizzically. He just shrugs.

If you decide to take the daughter home, turn to page 48

If you decide to take the mother home, turn to page 112

Bonus! If you decide to take the father home, turn to page 83

[Free World]

48

After pinching the mother's bottom you put your arm around Mi Jin and say goodbye to her folks. You explain that you will take a raincheque on the scotch and the wife.

As you are walking along with this beautiful girl who is ready to go, you start debating whether to take her back to your apartment or a love motel.



You go back to your pad so you can listen to music while getting it on.

You head to a love motel to try one of those sex chair machines that you read about on dave's.