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The first fic I might seriously finish is...
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Also, what do you think of this small passage? I tried to layer on the snark in my signature style:
don't do things like this again”. He replied. “You'll be summoned
tommorow. Now go back to work. And please, don't bug me again. I just
want to drink this wine my secretary brought me.” He took a sip—it
was flat and tasted about as good as drinking filtered piss through a
woman's used underwear (a idiom his mother came up with. He usually
suspected that his mother was partially insane.), but it was
alchohol. “Thank God I don't have a liver to poison.”
“You're
gonna kill yourself.” Marco looked outside. Hell was boring. Mostly
blood. And screams. And more blood.
But
hey, rivers full of gold. That was totally awesome. He always
collected it, no matter how many times Lilith told him it had no
value.
Marco
wasn't very smart.
“Better
to die in the embrace of alcohol than listen to people like you.”
He took another swig. This stuff better make him drunk fast.
Lilith
stood up and bowed. Marco did as well, though only after getting
kicked in the balls. They decided to exit quickly. Koln was very
violent when drunk. Given that he was drunk 90% of the time, he was
also violent 90% of the time. This kind of elementary math was
quickly grapsed by Lilith, but Marco for some reason was immune to
the ways of logic and common sense.
Lilith
wondered why she had even met
the idiot in the first place. He couldn't do anything right, besides
be an endless thorn in her side. He was a good punching bag, though.
He wasn't actually that dumb, but he definitely did not show his
intelligent side that often. He was always too revved up and ready to
do something incredibly stupid. Like collect gold when gold had no
value. Or try to drink water when water didn't actually exist in
Hell. Those kinds of things.
Logic escaped Marco like sanity escaped Christian Fundamentalists.
I hope this was a little funnier...
(why does the formatting always mess up?
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You must just not jive with my style, I love writing crazy snark like this. No offense intended, I just write in a way that you must not really like that much it seems.
I see.
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trying to create but you tone, style, pacing and the words you use just
prevent it from coming out that way.
Comedy in general is tougher than drama because you have to play on a lot of very subtle reactions from the audience -- and they're not necessarily going to be your own. Dark humor can be taken to pretty staggering levels of brazenness, but in all honesty it's probably the single hardest thing to balance properly, ever, and it's not a good place to start. Trust me, I tried. It's physically painful to read in hindsight.
You've got a lot obligatory swearing going. Swearing is another thing that can work extremely well if done right, but is very much playing with fire. A general rule is that dropping more than a couple in several minutes is a sign of either extreme and immediate duress that these conversational moments probably aren't approaching, a subculture in a habit of being up-in-your-grill intimidating (gangs or military come to mind), or junior high level novelty that wears off within a few years. Doing it wrong tends to make audiences assume the last one -- and if your characters are stated not to be, audiences will assume it of you instead. Again, been there. Not fun. Start watching out for it now.
Said Bookisms are getting kind of out of hand. They rarely need adverbs at all. Not knowing your writing voice I can't say for sure, but it feels kind of like you whipped out a thesaurus to spice up the Said tags -- not that that means I don't think you know those words, but it means it doesn't feel like something you would actually say off the cuff. The best thing you can do for that kind of thing is read it aloud. If it feels weird, it's probably wrong.
Hope that helps.
Happened with Xx --- HELLFIREx|x|xCATHARSIS --- xX and with the other fic you were going to write that I forgot about...and perhaps even this.
I think.
There's an opening for an epilogue I guess.
It's K-On if anyone was going to ask.
Me? Because I actually used to write that way about seven years ago. Thank God for theater pulling me out of it.
Though, I was ninja'd since I didn't know there was another page...
^ If you say so...
That's...not a point in its favor. Nobody can write well at seven.