Who knew the chat room can be a productive tool?
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Blueroses (
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November 2nd, 2011
So many writers on Fluther and so many in search of ways to break writer’s block. Why not use the chat room to encourage each other?
I started doing this with Bellatrix and then another joined our 5 minute fiction game. Somebody give a topic and then everyone writes very quickly, whatever comes to mind. We can do it in chat for immediate feedback or here in this thread if you don’t like chat.
First scenario: You are late for class and the halls are empty…
Who wants to write?
Observing members:
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Composing members:
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8 Answers
Sorry. My cable went down. Fluther doesn’t support mobile chat. Carry on. :)
I had to go and now everyone has stopped writing. It was fun @Blueroses.
It was in chat @EmptyNest. We were in chat earlier and started to play the ‘Five Minute Fiction’ game. If you look at the top of the page there is a tab for CHAT. You can join the chat room there and talk to people. It doesn’t get used very much as a lot of people don’t like the chat room experience. If you do though, keep your eye on the chat room and pop in and say hi to people. Welcome to fluther too @EmptyNest. Nice to have you here.
Oh man, that’s creepy. Not only are the halls empty, but so are the classrooms. I think we’ve entered a twilight zone episode. I keep looking for the punch line. Someone to jump out and say boo! Some closet to appear and there are all the other kids.
I walk outside and there are no buses, either. There is, however, traffic on the streets. Just no one on the campus of the high school. This is really weird, and I have such an uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. This can’t be Twilight Zone, right?
I’m afraid to ever try to walk off the campus. What if there’s some kind of force field separating me from the rest of the world? What if the high school is going to be it for me for the rest of my life? What if no one out there can ever see me, like I’ve been snapped into some alternative universe and somehow I can see the world I came from, but no one can see me?
But if that’s the case, where did the people go? I walk back in the high school to make a systematic search of every room, but everyone is there again.
This was the first time I had one of those “hitches,” as I came to call them, in reality. This one was actually rather benign, compared to some that came later.
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