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Title: 'Character Abuse'
Fandom: Original
Characters/Pairings: Original, the author
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Summary: Donning a nice suit, he prepared for a happy and productive day.
Gary burst out of his bed this morning, a smile on his lips. Donning a nice suit, he prepared for a happy and productive day.
Not so fast, there, buddy, the author smirked, tapping away at her tablet keyboard.
Suddenly, Gary was wearing a clown costume. "What's happening," he yelped in confusion, putting a bucket on his head.
I'm bored, the author told him.
He stared blankly at nothingness, since he was only a character, and therefore could not see the woman who controlled him. "Uh...so? What's it to me if some woman I can't even see is bored out of her friggin' skull?"
Shut up and entertain me.
Thus it was that poor Gary, through no fault of his own, became an unwilling toy for another's entertainment. He bounced and cavorted about, singing off-key and jumbled-up renditions of any song that happened to pop into his author's head at random.
The author was unimpressed with the display. Wow. That was a lot less entertaining than I was hoping it might be, she said. I think we're done here.
"I give up," Gary sighed, going back to bed.
So do I, the author decided, ending the story.
Fandom: Original
Characters/Pairings: Original, the author
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Summary: Donning a nice suit, he prepared for a happy and productive day.
Gary burst out of his bed this morning, a smile on his lips. Donning a nice suit, he prepared for a happy and productive day.
Not so fast, there, buddy, the author smirked, tapping away at her tablet keyboard.
Suddenly, Gary was wearing a clown costume. "What's happening," he yelped in confusion, putting a bucket on his head.
I'm bored, the author told him.
He stared blankly at nothingness, since he was only a character, and therefore could not see the woman who controlled him. "Uh...so? What's it to me if some woman I can't even see is bored out of her friggin' skull?"
Shut up and entertain me.
Thus it was that poor Gary, through no fault of his own, became an unwilling toy for another's entertainment. He bounced and cavorted about, singing off-key and jumbled-up renditions of any song that happened to pop into his author's head at random.
The author was unimpressed with the display. Wow. That was a lot less entertaining than I was hoping it might be, she said. I think we're done here.
"I give up," Gary sighed, going back to bed.
So do I, the author decided, ending the story.
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Date: 2018-09-19 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-09-19 07:20 pm (UTC)