Step 1) http://kaction.com/badfanfiction
Step 2) Find one that you feel is either hilariously bad, badly hilarious, or just plain bad.
Step 3) Amuse yourself and your forum-mates, and post the results if you do write up something.
Step 4) At least 3-5 paragraphs!
Think of this as a little pre-game release boot camp. The best writers sometimes have to suffer through writing some pretty awful stuff, after all.
And to show that I am not above degrading myself or making a fool of myself, I'll even do one first.
(Hopefully this is an acceptable thread ... haha ...)
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"Your challenge is to write crossover fanfiction combining Parappa the Rapper and Doom. The story should use martial arts as a plot device!"
One by one did the zombies approach. Zombies of Sunny Funny, of Lammy and Rammy, of PJ Bear. Everyone that Parappa knew, or had loved, had been turned in to these mindless, shambling creatures that seemed not to care that they were about to rip their poor, rapping canine friend in to pieces.
"I ... I-I gotta ... I gotta b ... b ..." Parappa meagerly managed to whimper out. From across the ruined road, standing in the burnt out shambles of the Pasta Palace, a grotesque-looking demon of both hellish and mechanical appearance simply let out a horrid laugh, watching as the only known survivor met his doom.
But before victory could be attained, a sudden fury of green, and an aromatic onion stench wafted over Parappa's nose.
"Hyaaaa-cha-cha-cha-cha! CHAAAAA!"
From almost out of nowhere, Chop Chop Master Onion, Parappa's martial arts sensei, slammed his strong, sandal-clad foot right to Sunny Funny's head, sending the zombified girlfriend of Parappa careening across the road and towards the feet of the Cyberdemon, who simply scowled.
"Come, Parappa!" Chop Chop said, as he reached for and helped the rapper up to his feet. "You must remember! These are your friends no longer. Now, you must fight them, so that you can free them from this Hell!"
Parappa came to his senses as his sensi spoke with those firm convictions, and getting back to his feet, took on that same fighting stance his dojo master had taught him so many times.
"You're right, sensei! If we're going to get out of here alive ..."
He clenched his fists even harder, a grin appearing on his face.
"... then I gotta believe!"
Step 2) Find one that you feel is either hilariously bad, badly hilarious, or just plain bad.
Step 3) Amuse yourself and your forum-mates, and post the results if you do write up something.
Step 4) At least 3-5 paragraphs!
Think of this as a little pre-game release boot camp. The best writers sometimes have to suffer through writing some pretty awful stuff, after all.
And to show that I am not above degrading myself or making a fool of myself, I'll even do one first.
(Hopefully this is an acceptable thread ... haha ...)
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"Your challenge is to write crossover fanfiction combining Parappa the Rapper and Doom. The story should use martial arts as a plot device!"
One by one did the zombies approach. Zombies of Sunny Funny, of Lammy and Rammy, of PJ Bear. Everyone that Parappa knew, or had loved, had been turned in to these mindless, shambling creatures that seemed not to care that they were about to rip their poor, rapping canine friend in to pieces.
"I ... I-I gotta ... I gotta b ... b ..." Parappa meagerly managed to whimper out. From across the ruined road, standing in the burnt out shambles of the Pasta Palace, a grotesque-looking demon of both hellish and mechanical appearance simply let out a horrid laugh, watching as the only known survivor met his doom.
But before victory could be attained, a sudden fury of green, and an aromatic onion stench wafted over Parappa's nose.
"Hyaaaa-cha-cha-cha-cha! CHAAAAA!"
From almost out of nowhere, Chop Chop Master Onion, Parappa's martial arts sensei, slammed his strong, sandal-clad foot right to Sunny Funny's head, sending the zombified girlfriend of Parappa careening across the road and towards the feet of the Cyberdemon, who simply scowled.
"Come, Parappa!" Chop Chop said, as he reached for and helped the rapper up to his feet. "You must remember! These are your friends no longer. Now, you must fight them, so that you can free them from this Hell!"
Parappa came to his senses as his sensi spoke with those firm convictions, and getting back to his feet, took on that same fighting stance his dojo master had taught him so many times.
"You're right, sensei! If we're going to get out of here alive ..."
He clenched his fists even harder, a grin appearing on his face.
"... then I gotta believe!"
A friend to the end to depend on you can.
I walk through the sea, swim through the sands.
To the edges of the earth, to your rescue when you hurt,
Only thing I learnt is I'm not Superman.
~Giant Panda - Strings
I walk through the sea, swim through the sands.
To the edges of the earth, to your rescue when you hurt,
Only thing I learnt is I'm not Superman.
~Giant Panda - Strings