Celwriter: Here's the next chapter.
Hil: well duh. Don't you think that they can tell that?
Cel: not necessarily, they might think that it is a place marker or
something.
Hil: Yeah, right. You know, Cel, you stories su
Cel: I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not
listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not
listening...
Chapter 3
The next morning, Mort began working on his story again. It seemed as if he wasn't the one coming up with the ideas. I mean, it usually seemed like that, but today it was more so than usual. At first he had deleted Rachel, but now she was back, playing a larger part than before. He had already decided that she would have to die, but today he was writing about her first meeting with Seth, his main character.
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"Morning, Shooter, it's my turn for the keyboard." Shooter turned, startled, and saw Rachel walk right past a handsome man tied up in a corner.
"What?"
"I get a turn with the keyboard, and you have had a full turn, so now it's mine."
"But, I'm just getting to the good part."
"So what, I'll just continue with your ideas and not change them as long as you don't change mine." Shooter stared at her long and hard. She was already going to die, so it didn't matter if she added a little bit. Besides, he was running a little low on ideas.
"Deal," Shooter said and he handed the keyboard to Rachel. She immediately started typing.
From the moment that Seth saw Rachel, he was immediately in
love. The way that the sun shone on her hair just took his smile away
and her smile made his heart pound. A mere glance at her broke his
heart because for some reason he had a feeling that she would be taken
from hi before she was even his.
"Love?!" Shooter said, reading the words.
"No criticizing or I'll erase yours. Remember our deal."
"You women and your mushy stuff. Ick." He turned and walked away, ready for a nap. Not fully realizing how this twist was going to change the outcome of the story.
Chapter 3
The next morning, Mort began working on his story again. It seemed as if he wasn't the one coming up with the ideas. I mean, it usually seemed like that, but today it was more so than usual. At first he had deleted Rachel, but now she was back, playing a larger part than before. He had already decided that she would have to die, but today he was writing about her first meeting with Seth, his main character.
////////////////////////////////////// /////////////////
"Morning, Shooter, it's my turn for the keyboard." Shooter turned, startled, and saw Rachel walk right past a handsome man tied up in a corner.
"What?"
"I get a turn with the keyboard, and you have had a full turn, so now it's mine."
"But, I'm just getting to the good part."
"So what, I'll just continue with your ideas and not change them as long as you don't change mine." Shooter stared at her long and hard. She was already going to die, so it didn't matter if she added a little bit. Besides, he was running a little low on ideas.
"Deal," Shooter said and he handed the keyboard to Rachel. She immediately started typing.
From the moment that Seth saw Rachel, he was immediately in
love. The way that the sun shone on her hair just took his smile away
and her smile made his heart pound. A mere glance at her broke his
heart because for some reason he had a feeling that she would be taken
from hi before she was even his.
"Love?!" Shooter said, reading the words.
"No criticizing or I'll erase yours. Remember our deal."
"You women and your mushy stuff. Ick." He turned and walked away, ready for a nap. Not fully realizing how this twist was going to change the outcome of the story.