43 Recent Deviations
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Nocturama: A 10 Min PlayThe lights rise on a young lady, wearing mostly black. She is lighting a cigarette, and sitting on the pulpit. She is swinging her feet back and forth, and is wearing black combat boots. She is about Doc Holidays age. Her name is Mary.There is also a psychiatrist passed out on the pew bench with a needle in his arm.Nocturama: A 10 Min Play by BootShopStory
She has a cut just above her forehead with some stitches in it.
Doc: Smoking in church?
Mary puffs out a huge cloud of smoke.
Mary: It’s not my church. And from the looks of it (she points to the psychiatrist) this is an “anything goes type of place. What do they call them? “Liberal Services”?
She smiles and ashes the cigarette in the palm of her hand.
Mary: Anyway…I’ll just put a tip for the cleaning lady ( she drops some bills into the collection plate) and light some incense ( which she does) to help with the smell. And, well…at least it’s not dope.
Mary: So, I figure you’re waiting u
Red Skar: Origin's BeginningSummer 1987, it was a heating night. Matthew Patricks, who is the son of Marcus and Debra Patricks, the owners/CEO's of Marik Inter-price, are off to the police station of Winter City. Warm Heaven for the rich, cold Hell for the poor, and natural nothing for the rest. the crime is death for the survivors, and paradise for the rogue warriors. The warriors are those who take and do what they please, as they continue to fight the protectors of the survivors. And one of those rogue warriors, is Adam Patricks, Matthew's older brother. He was once a member of a street gang who are rogue warrior wannabes. He has seen the wrong, and decided to do right. Adam went to the police to confess and give all info he can on the gang. He was kept behind bars for protection. When the family came the mother and father were disappointed, but showed how proud he was for being a true strong man. As they left to the car, Adam stopped Matthew. "Matthew," says Adam, "I want you to promise me you will never do wRed Skar: Origin's Beginning by VENOM-xz3
Go Make Some Friends, KidIt was fifteen minutes after my gig. Fifteen minutes after the applause and the pats-on-the-back and the cigar passing. The whole thing had been going on for a whole fifteen minutes and here I was outside The Club Callico, sitting on the rickety, rusty fire escape playing with a coin my old man left before he went off to war and never came back.Go Make Some Friends, Kid by LuckyRoulette
"DeLuca!" I heard a buzzed Johnny Massi stumble out into the alley; throwing himself out the establishment's rear exit. "Brooklyn! Eyyyy whatchoo doin' up there?? You done and sang to a full house..and boy did you kill 'em! Git in there and make friends!"
I smiled meekly, "No thanks, Johnny." I weaved the coin between my fingers and watched as it alternated between man and bird. "I'm not big on spotlight, anyway."
"Not big on--c'mon, kid! You wanna be a star, you gotta soak up all the light you can get!" He tripped on his own shadow as he climbed the fire escape. The metal steps panged beneath his heavy, uncoordinated march.
"I got a question f