That moment when you click on an alert for a thread you’re following and this is all you see... I appreciate what you do around here @Moon
1. TMW you glance over at the neighbor's yard and see what looks like a bobcat jumping over their back fence, bobbed tail going over last and all. But you know it can't be... 2. TMW you Google "bobcat" with the name of your city and county. Yep, it can... 3. TMW you Google images of bobcats plus the name of your city. Yep, it was!
TMW you wonder why horror movies and games don’t scare you as much as when you were younger, and then you realize death metal probably desensitized you to the sound effects.
It is with all the loud jumpscare noises that you get used to them. Not like a while back when they didn't phone them in every 2min after the 'horror' element kicks in. Jumpscares are soooooo laaaaammmmee.
TMW you're driving home from work at 3am after a verrrry long day and receive a call you don't recognize on your car's blue tooth and answer it to hear: "Hi, Homer, this is butthole security services calling to inform you that movement in your kitchen has set off your alarm." Followed by TMW when you turn around in the middle of the fucking road and drive back to work to check on the building. Doors locked? Check. Windows intact? Check. Crackheads and homeless people drawn to the ululating sirens? Check and double check. Followed by TMW you go back into the building to reset the fucking thing and think, "Hey, if I were writing this, what would jump out of the walk-in and kill me right now?" I decided on reanimated lobster pieces armed with Homer sized claw crackers. Followed by TMW (and this is the god's truth) you finally get home, crack a beer, sit down to type this, and the alarm company phones again halfway into my second paragraph. I'm not going back out there. Lick. My. Anus. (In hindsight, it would have been kind of hilarious if I didn't pick up the phone the second time and let the alarm company call down the phone tree. Not sure who gets the next call. Probably the company president. The thought of him dragging his ass out of bed at 3:34am put a brief smile on my face)
That moment when you wish people would just accept that you have a thing about being late and it doesn't matter if anyone else has a problem with it or not.
TMW.... you put together a character list for your current WIP, to help keep track of them and find you have about 67 characters (Two are dead by now in the story, generational Characters (Grands, Parents, children, etc). I included a few future characters but there is still more to come. Also a few need to be added in (Or cheat it and just introduce them i part IV) ETA: This also does not include spouses for some of the older characters, even though they are there, just not mentioned. ETA: Welp, make that 71, I forgot two characters and I added two more generational characters. (And I recognize Generational characters are the cheapest, but they are also expected, people have children). and I am sure there will be more to come. ETA: 72, Oops, I forgot about the Warden of Hell himself, there is also a cameo by another MC and mention of the Arch Angels (whom are ethereal characters), one of them who makes a vocal appearance, so I am not counting them. Oh and the Spirit of the MC's ancestor also makes an appearance, and is constantly referenced throughout the book. I have three MC's who appear in my Current WIP, . Firstly, the actually MC, Kristol. Then her Grandmother, who is the FMC of the previous story (Still in first rough phase) and Samuel, who is a distant cousin of the MC and has his own story as well, playing an important part in the development of the world. (as does my MC, Kristol)
TMW... you see @izzybot new avy picture and want to introduce her to this little guy from the Dragon Quest Series. Simply called: Imp
Jump scares hit really hard at first, but you build resistance quicjly, particularly when they’re easy to predict. They can’t establish that deeper sense of dread by themselves.
Here's the way I've always seen it: Jumpscares startle, gore unsettles, neither necessarily scares. Now then, tension and atmosphere? That shit's scary!
TMW you make fudge for the first time, and even though you know it isn't perfect, you feel pretty damn smug anyway.
I actually managed to give myself a jump scare in my WIP. In fact it still scares the crap out of me every single time I read it, despite the fact that I knew it was coming the first time. The fact that it comes in the middle of one of the most tense, atmospheric scenes in the entire story probably has a lot to do with this.
tmw you cant remember the last time you were on the forum, and feel like you've missed a shedload of everything when you wander back in here
That moment when you finally work up the courage to type up this scene, it's just as emotionally devastating as it was when you first wrote it (because the guy who gets shot is your favourite character ever of course).... BUT at least you had the sense to start much earlier in the day than you did the last time.
TMW.... you watch what you believe to be a new video on YT only to find in the comment section a comment from you from 4 years prior! Oh well
TMW... you wish more people would post in the that moment when thread, so that you wouldn't have a double post like this!! Anyways TMW.... you realize you have three post apocalyptic stories why are Androids are the protectors and saviors of humanity. (Shattered Terra, Samuel-9 and Miri 2.0) As many of you should know, I love apocalyptic settings and I love Androids. So why not. Also there might be another, but I'm not sure! And I can't remember at this moment without look at my list. ETA: also, all three stories are Canon to the universe my world takes place in
You know, speaking about androids and the apocalypse, you could do a cool story of a purely robotic world whose apocalypse is technological... no meteors or zombies needed, just a virus or a bad line of code somewhere.
...when you make the cutest chicken apron and one of your damn roosters chases the poor hen around. ...then you tell your dad he might as well turn the rooster into stew since we've been having issues with the rooster and he'll be eaten wherever he goes. At least he was loved and well cared for. I just can't have him terrorizing everyone.
TMW you duck into the laundry shed to change into shorts and a T-shirt from the dryer because you took the rare opportunity to write in pajamas all day, and you look at the clock and are about to violate the Homeowner's Association's "Trash-Cans-Must-Be-Off-the-Street-By-A-Certain-Hour" rule. ETA: I tried spinning around several times, but my Wonder Woman costume must've been in there, too.