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Name: Anonymous 2012-11-06 3:56

Hey /co/, it's that time again.

>Stories/plots you'd love to read
>Plot ideas you have
>Links to stories you like

Yes, it's a fan-fiction thread.

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-10 23:40

Where the fuck is Symbol?!

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-15 12:08

There's an old saying in politics which, roughly translated, says: "If the President walked across the Potomac, the lead story on Fox would be 'Obama Can't Swim'".

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-25 1:56

Batman is up late one night working in the Batcave. He took a vicious beating recently while stalking the streets of Gotham City, and is intent on coming up with a new weapon. "At last!" he exclaims. "My Batfart is complete!" He presses a button and releases the most horrific smell imaginable. "Now," he thinks to himself, "not even the Joker will try to attack me."

Needing to escape the smell of his master weapon, Batman heads upstairs, realizing almost too late that Vicki Vale is waiting in the dining room to have dinner with his alter ego, Bruce Wayne. Batman quickly changes and joins Vicki. "You stink!" Vicki yells at him, "And I've been waiting for 30 minutes. If you weren't so rich and mysterious I'd dump you right now!"

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-25 1:57

Vicki storms out, leaving Bruce all alone. Bruce sighs. "This is going to cost me another diamond bracelet." Still, he thinks as he sits down, why let such a good meal go to waste?

After eating Bruce looks at the time - 10 P.M - not quite time to haunt the alleys of Gotham, but the perfect time to brood! Bruce secludes himself in a dark, dank tower of Wayne Manor and indulges himself in his favorite activity: self-pity. His thoughts are consumed by his dead parents, the siblings he was denied, and girlfriends who he time and again breaks up with in order to protect them from his enemies. Oh! The cruel life of a billionaire superhero! Worked up into a fit of rage and despair, Bruce dons his cowl and leaves as Batman to vent his anger on the seedy underside of Gotham.

He no sooner leaves the Batcave, though, than he sees a teenage boy stumbling across the street. Screeching to a halt, Batman retrieves the boy, who gives him the name Robin, and, seeing that he is injured, takes him back to the Batcave. "I'll have Alfred nurse him back to health," he thinks. "With the right training, and the right costume, he will join me in my quest for justice. We just need to work on that lame name." Feeling better, Batman heads back out into the night.

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-25 1:58

Perched atop a fire escape, Batman soon hears someone's cries for help. "Wait for it..." he thinks to himself. As the cries become more desperate, Batman impatiently scans the skies. Suddenly the Batsignal illuminates the night sky. Excited, people peer out of their windows. Cars slow down as drivers gawk up. With a rapt audience staring at him, Batman swoops to the ground and quickly saves the person being attacked. Using his rappel gun, he just as quickly rises back to the rooftops, though he makes sure to spread his cape so that he looks like a bat. Reaching the roof he can't help but gaze down at the crowd still excitedly looking up into the air. "That was pretty cool, if I say so myself," he smirks to himself.

Turning around, Batman sees that he has been lured into a trap. He is surrounded by the Joker, Two-Face, Riddler, and a bunch of other really bad people with crazy, silly names. Hopelessly outnumbered, Batman's thoughts return to his new weapon. "The Batfart is my only hope," he thinks. "But its effects are so powerful that I may fall victim to it also!" With his enemies closing in, however, Batman knows that he has no choice. He grabs the new weapon and detonates it. His senses reeling from the stench, Batman is dimly aware of his enemies all collapsing unconscious. Trying to regain his footing, he plunges over the roof and plummets to the ground. Too incapacitated to save himself, his last thought is how fitting it is that his death has brought about the end of all his arch-enemies.

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-26 6:22

Friends, Goons, fetuses, lend me your ears;
I come to bury CAD, not to mock it.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with B^Uckley. The noble Webdog
Hath told you CAD was a poo poo comic:

Name: Anonymous 2012-11-27 12:15

So in the "real" ending comic, Ethan is dead, and all of three people come to his funeral:

His Best Friend
His Wife
His Robot Creation

OK. That's fine, these people should be here. But let's see who's missing:

    Rob - He loves everybody, Rob would show up at my funeral, and he'd bring a dish to pass at the wake
    Abby - Queen of gaming can't pay her respects to the man who made her what she is today?
    One-eye - Assuming that the break up from smart Homer Ethan arc was not permanent, you would think that she would stop by
    Lilah's Parents - OK, even if they hated Ethan, they should show up for emotional support for her
    A priest (or other holy man) - Well, that's the risk you run when you start a nutball religion and can't convince everyone to kill themselves. Which leads to...
    Anyone from the church of gaming - "We provide a united movement of gamers, to unite against the oppressors of major religion and anti-gamers." Unless someone dies. That's just too much of a commitment.
    Everyone else who was at the wedding - Yeah, you know. The dozen or so people that we saw scattered around the backgrounds during that arc? Those unnamed look-alikes? Guess they were all Lilah's friends.
    Ethan's loving Parents - OK, even if they did "like Rory best" and disowned Ethan for sending their favorite son to prison (who broke some vague law anyway) that seems a little bad.

So, Tim, you've created a world where your main character is king of the world, beloved by millions, successful founder of a new popular religion, funny, attractive, charming, and with a heart of gold, the one man willing to sacrifice himself to save a world that will never know the truth. You've created a modern day Jesus, with full sacrifice and all.

And only three people showed up to his funeral.

I think that says a lot.

Name: /carcom/ vantas !2OmLXzPlaQ 2013-01-24 13:12

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Name: Blaster Nation 2013-03-30 2:33

Blaster Nation is one of the interesting and colourful fanfiction I have seen so far : http://www.blasternation.com

Name: Hiveworks Comics 2013-04-02 12:32

>>10

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Name: ink Outbreak 2013-04-23 14:14

>>11

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Name: Anonymous 2013-04-24 4:28

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Name: Anonymous 2013-05-16 6:30

Name: Anonymous 2013-05-17 15:49

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Name: Anonymous 2013-05-19 12:11

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Name: Tapastic 2013-05-21 0:32

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Name: Anonymous 2013-05-21 16:05

An aged Batman assassinating God-dictator Superman.

I know it has been done, but it needs to be done WELL.

Name: Anonymous 2013-05-30 11:51

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