Manifesto

[PopeTom]

I just link to the image since I'm sure it's been posted to PD before.

This is for less serious manifestos in the formats of the liked image.  I think I could have fun writing these for a few days.

Share your own.

[PopeTom]

Goth Clubs

Let us go out to the goth club.

Let us go spend our night drinking, dancing, and flirting.

You are never alone at the goth club.

Though alone you dance.

Where else could you possibly hope to meet nerds, weirdos, computer geniuses, artists, fags, their hags, and countless others who don't quite fit into the square hole of the mainstream.

Sing.

This.

Corrosion.

Clearly it's the best way to spend a Friday night.

Far from the work day woes.

Far from the nonsense of pop-culture.

Far from sober.

Pull on the fishnets and smear on the eyeliner; tonight we're going to catch the bats, pet the bats, and let the bats go.

Sing.

[PopeTom]

Dungeons & Dragons

Delve into the recesses of your imagination.

Delve into the depths of the Earth to seek adventure and riches.

Work with your friends to kill monsters.

Then take their treasure.

There is a strange cave on the edge of town, bizarre noises and lights emanate from it every night and no one who has gone to explore it has ever returned.

Roll.

To.

Hit.

Playing pretend combined with a game of chance mixed together with your creativity.

Into the fortress of the evil overlord.

Into the dank lair of a Red Dragon.

Into the wildest part of your imagination.

Quest throughout the realm and the many planes of existence righting wrongs, saving princes and/or princesses, and collecting loot; until the day you are strong enough to battle the most epic and dangerous of monsters.

Gazebo.

[Luna]

 

[Telarus]

 


You're getting good at these.

[PopeTom]

You're getting good at these.

With a template they aren't all that difficult.  I can see why crazy people would write in this style.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

This is lovely.  I might have to try my hand at one.

[Murmur]

Wonderful! I need to try this out...

[Triple Zero]

Gazebo gets me every time

[LMNO]

Alcohol

Tonight, we go to the bar.

Tonight, we partake in liquid madness as old as civilization.

We throw curses at the gods, who gave us this gift.

We curse at the bartenders.

For we know that the liver, seat of the soul, is corrupted and has been made evil by the sins of the world, and evil must be punished.

One.

More.

Round.

And so, we drink.

To the ragged emptiness of our lives.

To the joy that comes with abandonment.

To the pain that comes the next day.

And when you stumble out of the bar, facing the cruel morning sun, you feel as if you've beaten back the monsters that come out at night and haunt your dreams, conquered the terror that comes with existence, and realize you haven't been arrested.

80 Proof.

[Luna]

Alcohol

Tonight, we go to the bar.

Tonight, we partake in liquid madness as old as civilization.

We throw curses at the gods, who gave us this gift.

We curse at the bartenders.

For we know that the liver, seat of the soul, is corrupted and has been made evil by the sins of the world, and evil must be punished.

One.

More.

Round.

And so, we drink.

To the ragged emptiness of our lives.

To the joy that comes with abandonment.

To the pain that comes the next day.

And when you stumble out of the bar, facing the cruel morning sun, you feel as if you've beaten back the monsters that come out at night and haunt your dreams, conquered the terror that comes with existence, and realize you haven't been arrested.

80 Proof.

I'll drink to that.