That one chapter has so much evil MSTing opportunity
Bill:And at one point DVK calls him "Sache." Typo or Freud-slip?
You noticed that too, eh?
All we ask is that you clean your place and,” she winked, “deal with the crusts yourself.”
...I don't WANT to know what the wink is supposed to imply.
Stuff them into the severed stump of any classmate who crosses him? Let Vixen use them as some sick little sex toy?

I SO want to try drawing the outfit combo quoted from my last post. But I fear that would damn me in some way, I just can't put my finger on it...

Invader Zim performs DragonballZ: http://s13.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3GI2J6FG47QHR1I0E0KUJ1Y11H

Edited by author 09-29-2005 11:37 AM
The SPANISH monastery with a SYNAGOGUE is named St NORBERTS?

Based on the historic love of the Spanish for both Jews and English Saints. The former found its greatest expression in the 14th century Inquisition and its famous "Give a Jew an Even Break" campaign, and the latter comes from the age of exploration and the Spanish crown's policy of "Hey, there's plenty of New World for everyone!"

So, how about that giant squid?

[edit: hey, dummy... "it's"="it is". "Its" is possessive]

WOAH GIANT SQUID WOOO! when i was little it was second only to dinosaurs, but i guess everyone felt like that around here.

I realized, as Mimi said, that it's more fun when everyone just trashes DVK together. to write comments on his stuff I'd have to stop posting here while i work to don't see your comments and don't get biased, a lot of stuff would be already said when i finished, and i don't have that kinda time right now. as much as i liked writing for Jimbo, It's kinda hard to justify doing so.

Anyway, i DID write a small something that i thought of yesterday.

My day, as written by DVK

(really it only shares the HUGE mary sueness, as i forgot to copy the style and it's marginally better written than his stuff)

Edited by author 09-29-2005 04:24 PM
This is not so much funny as it is sad. But still kind of funny.

He's not living with his mother--he's in a group home of some kind!

He's not living with his mother--he's in a group home of some kind!

Yes, with wicked counsellors as well. Sounds like the home for the mentally derange. How appropriate!

Edited by author 09-30-2005 02:09 AM
It does explain a lot. Maybe the "$25 a week apartment" belief comes from living in some sort of subsidized housing. Maybe the "I have no time to update because I'm sleeping" comes from his counselors' forced Uno games, and trying to tune out his cellmate's obsessive Teen Titans watching.

After this minor revelation, I've gained both more understanding of Davey, and more sympathy for him. Obviously, he saw he had a problem and sought out some help for it, and moved out of Mom's to get it. Good for him. As bad as it's written, titling it "Lost Boy Found" may mean that he's trying to write himself out of 36 years of depression. And, while I can make fun of his writing, I can't make fun of his reason for doing it.

Oh, and Zef, yes you did get the GontMaster's style down, at least in the run-on sentences that become run-on paragraphs, and the self-obsession, and the Mary Sue, and there was a squirrel than ran by my feet, except it didn't touch my feet, but the URL DOESN'T WORK; I think this will do, until the next time you update, at which point it won't, and the squirrel was grey, which I mention because 30 years ago I went to Oberlin college and there were albino squirrels everywhere! [random smiley]

Wow.. revelation city, indeed.
I'm with Bill. While this doesn't excuse the awfulness of his stuff(no, he's not some undiscovered genius), you really have to wonder what kind of life he's gone through to warrant councelled housing at 35+. In effect, it's like the ages from 12-30 were massively emotionally scarring and, now that he's trying to emerge from it, he can only take up where he left off - with the mental mind of a child.

Damn. Just damn. This is going to make riffing his work a little harder now.

Ah, but emotional trauma doesn't mean that intelligence has to suffer or rampant egotism and fanboyism is excusable ;).
He complains about his roomate's Star Wars/Teen Titans obsession, yet he's got fannish obsessions of his own, let's not forget.
We know his meds helped his mood swings a lot and he can't be THAT far gone if he's perfectly capable of moving out (it's not like they have to strap him down every night for his own good). Whether he's capable of holding down enough of a job to meet basic rent remains to be seen.
Adam is still a whiney angsty VERY unappealing Mary Sue.

Remember the Stan Lee/Uncle Roy worshiiiiip....

I told Norm about my fanfic. He promises to commentate on it soon. I also told him this:

The “first person to write a Hsu and Chan fanfic” statement is an expression of anger. Why people haven’t made a bajillion fanpages by now is a mystery I cannot crack. Stupid internet! Be more appreciative of artistic quality!

Oh yeah, I'm also writing my senior research paper, a 25 page shinding that will supposedly be the full culmination of my college career. This is what I have so far:

The Poetics is a treatise on Greek drama written by Aristotle sometime before the year 323 B.C. It is a brief document, containing approximately 10,000 words, though the exact number depends on which translation you use. In it, Aristotle explains what drama is, what kinds of drama exist, and what type of plot structure is required if a play is to succeed. It is widely considered to be the most important work of literary criticism produced in ancient times, and perhaps the most important of all time. Not only does it help us understand the classical plays of ancient Greece, it examines the structure and function of plays, explaining the ultimate purpose of drama. The majority of its length is devoted to the subject of tragedy. Aristotle divides drama into three categories: tragedy, comedy, and epic. Tragedy, he says, “is a representation of an action that is worth serious attention, complete in itself, and of some amplitude; by means of pity and fear bringing about the purgation of such emotions” (Dorsch38-39.) In this essay I will defend the accuracy of Aristotle’s statements by using Shakespeare’s plays Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet as examples.

Chapter Three: http://www.fictionpress.com/read.php?storyid=2010088&chapter=3

Very much a rough draft, and it's insanely short. I only put it up for the sake of being able to say "Look! I created something that isn't for school! Hooray for me!" So sad.

This is going to make riffing his work a little harder now.

Not really. I have more sympathy for the dude now, seeing where he's coming from and all, but this reminds me of 2 things I've said repeatedly in my life:

"Just because there's a reason that you're an asshole, it doesn't give you the excuse to be an asshole." I don't think he's an asshole (although he sure used to be, before the new meds), he's just a hilariously clueless hack, but the principle still applies.

And this is specifically used only when trying to explain my fascination with Davey to the unconverted: "If he was just a hack, he wouldn't be interesting. It's because he's a hack who's convinced that he's a GENIUS that makes him funny."

Remember his line, "I have enough imagination to be the next Walt Disney!" Yeah, sure. That's why every one of your Marys has an android fox fuckbot and a samurai sword, even if they're hanging out with Mickey Mouse. "Imagination," "Endless Repetition," same thing.

It will, I agree, be much less funny if he crashes and burns and has to go back to Pontoon Beach. I fully admit that it took me 4! attempts to leave home. The first was at 18, and I wasn't successful until age 27. All because I couldn't get a decent paying job and manage my money properly. But shit, if I could make it, eventually Davey could. He just needs to focus on the real world, and not the androids in his head.

LaGrey:
Better you than me! Crap like that's the reason I became an ex-English major.