Archive through March 09, 2003
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Archive through March 09, 2003
Jed245 | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 01:08 pm     Hello and welcome to the unofficial TVCH soap opera. I'm basing this thread on hunter/Ginger's antics in one of my other threads. Also I'm adding the personalities of the rest of the people that were in that or any other thread on the boards. :o) Everyone come in and pick a part. Here's what we need. Hmmm Let me think of a story line to get us started... Maybe we could all act out this lil set of people. All soap operas seem to have two maybe three "good" families... atleast one bad, and a few scheming characters. So We need 9-12 "good family members" 2-4 bad family members..... A free agent usually a don juan type (hunter I figure ya might want this role) A love interest. And a few viewers and maybe a few twist people. :o) Sign up if your interested people I'll assign ya to a family and... remember even if your a "good " family member ya can still be bad and scheme. :o) heh this might even be some fun? :o) Jed. |
Squaredsc | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 01:18 pm     um jed, can we just continue our lil saga over here? if not i want to be the evil sexy vamp. can i be preternatural? |
Jed245 | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 01:26 pm     uhhh now I'm scared. :o) heh Sure cause that was kinda the idea in the first place I mean to just continue the sage here. The other stuff I threw in cause I'm hmmm how do I say it with tact... BORED OUTTA MY SKULL :o) I think that is subtle enough. :o) Jed. |
Squaredsc | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 01:40 pm     very jed. |
Twiggyish | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 03:50 pm     I'd like to participate. I'll be Aunt Donna..LOL (oops wrong show) I'll be a family member. |
Neko | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 03:51 pm     I'll be the good little daughter in a good family. LOL *Wonders how this is going to work out...* |
Bigd | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 04:12 pm     I think I should be the sex vixen |
Hermione69 | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 04:20 pm     I want to be an evil twin sister of someone. Sultry, blonde, and rotten to the core. |
Pamy | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 05:43 pm     I will be the good twin (but is she really!?)of Hermie. Redhead, big boobs, witty. |
Monkeyboy | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 05:50 pm     I wanna be a psychotic man who plots to sleep with everyones wives (especially twins ), poison the town sherriff, and who has plans to blow up the town hall! |
Squaredsc | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 05:57 pm     what is my motivation? i'm ready for my close-up Mr. DeMille(sp). |
Hermione69 | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 06:00 pm     Okay, Pamy and I are identical twins. I'll give up the blonde hair. We are both natural redheads with big boobs and very sultry. Pamy is the good one. She doesn't know this, but I am always sleeping with her men by pretending to be her. |
Pamy | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 06:14 pm     LOL Hermie! I forgot we were twins and would have the same hair color! You could wear a blonde wig when you want people to know you are not me. Sleeping with my men, huh?? I guess that is why they are so tired! |
Maris | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 06:20 pm     I will be the town Judge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
Twiggyish | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 07:56 pm     I'm Aunt Gertrude. I've had 10 husbands and 5 children, none of my husbands fathered my kids. My last husband left me very wealthy. Oh and I also have big boobs and big hair. |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 08:06 pm     We need a setting...most of the soaps revolve around..a hospital..doctors nurses or police officers who are constantly chasing some villan...Stephano..seemingly stabbing everyone in the ass at one time or another. Jeds right...a family..a matriarch What the heck..let's go for it. |
Squaredsc | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 08:12 pm     maybe texas? |
Ddr1135 | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 08:17 pm     I'm the illegitimate daughter of Aunt Gertrude's last husband who is coming to town to get part of the inheritance. |
Twiggyish | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 08:30 pm     DDr, hummmph.. <loud music, my eyes open wide, in loud Texas voice> Well, we'll just see about that! |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 08:57 pm     Spring was always Hunter's favorite time in Crystal Lake. The cherry trees were in full bloom perched on rolling hills and winding roads. Crystal Lake sat between a landscape of lush deep pines rolling up the hills from the shoreline , skirted by the blossoming cherry orchards. Reaching the crest of the hill he saw Charlie Rose sitting in his rocker on the porch of Millers lodge. Charlie stood up, nearly falling off the porch, took his pipe from his mouth and said ,as he had a thousand times before. "Hunter! The perch are biting..north end of the lake." The sun was high and the lake sparkled like a field of diamonds. The serenity of the lake was broken only by an occasional bass jumping. The smell of cherry blossoms filled the air. Although he wasn't born here , this was as much his home as any place had ever been. The Millers may well have been his own family. Sarah Miller was the rock, the foundation of the family. Nothing went past her. Evereyone went to her with their troubles. Her husband Roger had taught Hunter about the beauty of casting clear line to crystal water in hopes that a fish would rise. His heart dropped when he saw the pier estending to the lake where he and Ginger had danced their first dance. The lake was glittering that night from a full moon. Fireflies hovered overhead like tiny lanterns. The music from the band playing at Millers Lodge drifted across the lake almost in rythme with the laping waves and cool breeze. He remembed how she had drawn him to her as shelter from the cool night air. Her hair had smelled of jasmin. Her lips had tasted of warm sweet wine .( Sound familiar ) He wondered how things had turned bad so fast. What if Square had never come to Crystal Lake, to recover from her failed marriage. Would things have been the same. He felt comfortable being their and yet apprehensive about what lay ahead. His heart dropped when he saee the pier where he and |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 09:09 pm     Scratch that last line. Editor !! We need an editor. Go for it people. You are only limited by your imagination. Be who you want to be...jump in whenever you feel the need. Find a place for yourself in...Crystal Lake. Don't be timid...this is a love fest...a fantasy land. Bend it..stretch it.. mold it to fit yourself. No one is grading papers. This is just for fun. There is no story line too outrageous. Have fun. Warm smile |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 09:24 pm     You people are...beautiful...and...very funny Twig...Aunt Gertrude slayed me..LMAO A crime is a foot someone will have to answer for it. Someone will have to pay and pay and pay. The lodge is bursting with people...anything can happen..Anyone can show up. Monkeyboy...cracking me up. |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 09:29 pm     There is no end to the twists or how outrageous this story can be...short of being obscene or distasteful |
Hunter | Saturday, March 08, 2003 - 09:35 pm     This does not have to be the story line. I am just throwing it out there for your consideration. Whattaya think ???? |
Hunter | Sunday, March 09, 2003 - 05:30 am     Every turn held a memory for him. The large box of fresh earth and leaves that held Hectors beloved...worms. Sitting in that foxhole in Viet Nam, all that Hector could talk about ,besides the Miller family, were those...damned worms...and how he and Hunter would make lots of money operating a worm farm in Crystal Lake. After Hector slipped and fell into the latrine...breaking his neck. Hunter vowed to take his body back to Crystal Lake. After they cleaned it up. I guess you could say . Thats how Hunter found his way to Crystal Lake. (Plagiarizing is permited) Walking up the steps of the lodge he stumbled on a loose plank, "Still there", he chuckled,rememberng how Nora Loose had first fallen for him. A smile built across his face as he stopped, took a deep smell. "Mother Miller's cupcakes",he shouted. Sarah Miller was known for her famous cupcakes by everyone in Crystal Lake. Barging into the kitchen his heart raced as he saw her standing there, wearing that same old dirty apron that he has used so many times, to wipe the crumbs from off his face. Sarah opened her arms wide beconing Hunter to come to her ,like an expectant mother reaching for her first child. Hunter fell into her arms and couldn't resist flicking his tounge to the corner of her mouth to retrieve that little touch of frosting that was seemingly always there. Sarah pulled him tightly to her. Kissed his neck. gently sqeezed his butt and said, " Same ole Hunter. Glad to have ya home...son. |
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