Yep. Exactly as the title says. Anything goes.

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     I once teamed up with a team of criminals like mmyself and wetried to steal the crown jewels of the British crown when MI6, led by a ressurrected Christopher Lee, caught on to us. We managed to flee to South America, which we turned to a Republic. 
     We did that because such a monumental event in one of Britain's oldest colonies would push the heat away from us. We then went to the wildlands of South America, eventually hiding among Brazil's poorest areas. Before long, we got new IDs and once again scattered across the world, going back to our normal lives like this had never happened.

I posted many things in one: Historical innacuracies, ludicrous things, a shitty story, and too long of a comment.

slok Wrote:      I once teamed up with a team of criminals like mmyself and wetried to steal the crown jewels of the British crown when MI6, led by a ressurrected Christopher Lee, caught on to us. We managed to flee to South America, which we turned to a Republic. 
     We did that because such a monumental event in one of Britain's oldest colonies would push the heat away from us. We then went to the wildlands of South America, eventually hiding among Brazil's poorest areas. Before long, we got new IDs and once again scattered across the world, going back to our normal lives like this had never happened.

I posted many things in one: Historical innacuracies, ludicrous things, a shitty story, and too long of a comment.

That's why you stole the Crown Jewels? I joined to get access to the secret stash of rare teas locked up in the Tower of London. 

TealiciousTea Wrote:

slok Wrote:      I once teamed up with a team of criminals like mmyself and wetried to steal the crown jewels of the British crown when MI6, led by a ressurrected Christopher Lee, caught on to us. We managed to flee to South America, which we turned to a Republic. 
     We did that because such a monumental event in one of Britain's oldest colonies would push the heat away from us. We then went to the wildlands of South America, eventually hiding among Brazil's poorest areas. Before long, we got new IDs and once again scattered across the world, going back to our normal lives like this had never happened.

I posted many things in one: Historical innacuracies, ludicrous things, a shitty story, and too long of a comment.

That's why you stole the Crown Jewels? I joined to get access to the secret stash of rare teas locked up in the Tower of London.

I joined because I just wanted to annoy the queen...

It was me. I let the dogs out.

Hmmm.

Anything? Shameless self promo: New chapter coming later today!

Huh...

I've been thinking about a story where the most popular blood sport around is a tradition of divorcing barbarian couples throwing their wedding rings into a volcano, all lotr-style but with more mercenaries, but for the life of me I can't seem to figure out how to write a villain for a sports story. Like, it's just sports, divorce volcano blood sports or not. How do you write villains for sports stories. 

Haust Wrote: I've been thinking about a story where the most popular blood sport around is a tradition of divorcing barbarian couples throwing their wedding rings into a volcano, all lotr-style but with more mercenaries, but for the life of me I can't seem to figure out how to write a villain for a sports story. Like, it's just sports, divorce volcano blood sports or not. How do you write villains for sports stories.

Isn't it more about the competation between teams or individuals? Otherwise just go for a trope villian like evil business guy or volcano cultist who carries a potato with them at all times
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Haust Wrote: I've been thinking about a story where the most popular blood sport around is a tradition of divorcing barbarian couples throwing their wedding rings into a volcano, all lotr-style but with more mercenaries, but for the life of me I can't seem to figure out how to write a villain for a sports story. Like, it's just sports, divorce volcano blood sports or not. How do you write villains for sports stories.

Easy. The winners need some kind of reward. The villain is going to cheat, lie steal, or kill in order to be the winner. Boom, villain.

Is anyone interested in selling me their soul for more readers? 

Cynical Wrote: Is anyone interested in selling me their soul for more readers?

Sorry, I already gave my soul away to gain a cup of unlimited tea. Sadly, I lost it. It was last seen on the person that can only be described as a cat wearing a hoodie. 

Be careful what you wish for? 

Or something like that. 

Heck of a time for an imagination to fail me. Stage fright. Or whatever that equivalent is for the guys of the written word. 

Snellod Wrote: I joined because I just wanted to annoy the queen...

A worthy cause. To be remembered by an immortal as the queen herself is a great honour

slok Wrote:

Snellod Wrote: I joined because I just wanted to annoy the queen...

A worthy cause. To be remembered by an immortal as the queen herself is a great honour

Apparently it was the queen of Englands birthday today. I only learned this because they fired a cannon 42 times nearby which was very concerning without context, considering the state of world affairs

Haust Wrote:

slok Wrote:

Snellod Wrote: I joined because I just wanted to annoy the queen...

A worthy cause. To be remembered by an immortal as the queen herself is a great honour

Apparently it was the queen of Englands birthday today. I only learned this because they fired a cannon 42 times nearby which was very concerning without context, considering the state of world affairs

just another day for people who live near an army base

DrCCat Wrote:

Haust Wrote:

slok Wrote:

Snellod Wrote: I joined because I just wanted to annoy the queen...

A worthy cause. To be remembered by an immortal as the queen herself is a great honour

Apparently it was the queen of Englands birthday today. I only learned this because they fired a cannon 42 times nearby which was very concerning without context, considering the state of world affairs

just another day for people who live near an army base

I used to live near one of those. There were signs in all the appropriate places but the first few times my foraging in the woods got interrupted by tank shots and machine guns was still a bit surreal. Got used to it, though.

Still better than the time I lived near an open air dance band-themed party camping. As much as I loved living near the beach, I'm glad I never again have to wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of drunk Germans trying to sing karaeoke in Swedish. There's no getting used to that.