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  • #1638208

    👑RebYidd23
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    (May eventually turn into a spin-off of the other story, but as of now has no connection)
    Working title: The Story of a Maybe Broken Genius
    Start date: 12/5/2018
    End date: N/A
    Number of entries required before intentionally absurd plot elements are allowed: 2
    Readers who may contribute: Anyone, as long as their intentions are pure.
    Number of characters (people in story) allowed before a character list must be added: 8
    Maximum numbers of flashbacks per entry: 2
    Style guidelines: Spelling and grammar need not be perfect, but the work must be readable. There is no need to be consistent with serial commas or word choice.



    Baruch looked at his watch and gasped at the time. He was two whole hours late for his appointment at the doctor’s office! But when he took out his cell phone to call the office, he saw that he still had half an hour.

    He probably should have gotten into his car and driven to his appointment, but instead, he sat down at his desk and spent the next ten minutes replacing the watch’s battery. After he was done replacing the battery, he rushed over to the doctor’s office and was exactly on time. He was out of breath, panting. It was worth it.

    #1638301

    ☕️coffee addict
    Participant

    Baruch walks up to the receptionist and is told to watand the doctor will see him shortly. An hour later, Baruch finished his fifth magazine when he’s called to the desk. “I’m sorry to inform you but the doctor said to cancel all his remaining appointments he had a important surgery to attend to and will be out for the rest of the day”. Baruch, disappointed, gets his hisstuff to go and hails a taxi to his night job, a mashgiach in an upscale restaurant in Manhattan.

    #1638399

    Participant
    Participant

    Much to his surprise, his waiter turns out to be none other than…his doctor!
    “Hello, I will be serving you tonight,” Dr. Panner said. “May I recommend the fried beet salad and maybe a good moscato to go along with it?”
    Baruch stuck his hand out. “Tell me, is my hand broken?”
    Dr. Panner gasped. “I can’t believe you discovered my true identity!” he exclaimed. “You probably also realize that the beet salad isn’t really made from beets!”

    #1638441

    Participant
    Participant

    oh deer. how klutzy of me. I misread @coffeeaddict‘s last sentence. But my post could still work with just a minor tweak. Baruch overhears the waiter asking someone…till beets!”

    #1638523

    ☕️coffee addict
    Participant

    Don’t worry participant I missed that he drove to the doctor so why would he take a cab to the restaurant

    #1638648

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    Actually, my post doesn’t explicitly state that he drove to the doctor.

    #1638653

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    Baruch was not amused. “Tell me, doctor”, he said firmly, “with all these other surprises, is the restaurant still kosher? You know my job, so I guess by having you here, I blew my cover. Also, would you please just tell me if my hand is broken? I am in a lot of pain right now!”
    “Of course the restaurant is kosher!” replied the doctor. “The beets are 100% real beets, not potato slices dyed with indigo and carmine. This is a real restaurant, not a front for some secret drug business!”
    And when Baruch inspected the kitchen, he found out that what the doctor had said was partly true. There was nothing non-kosher in the kitchen–the beets were sweet potatoes soaked in a concentrated solution of cherry juice and beet juice, but there was no evidence that anything else was going on. Also, Baruch’s left hand was painfully swollen and was getting harder and harder to ignore.

    #1638711

    DovidBT
    Participant

    Baruch’s left hand began to glow mysteriously. The glow became brighter and brighter.

    There was a sudden, blinding flash of light. Baruch, the doctor, the restaurant and the rest of the universe ceased to exist.

    And then there was nothingness.

    #1638920

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    The nothingness was only there for Baruch, and after an amount of time that was, to him, both eternal and nonexistent, he came to in a hospital, with a cast on his arm and an antibiotic drip.

    #1639009

    ☕️coffee addict
    Participant

    Rebyidd,

    I guess I wasn’t clear

    Baruch is a mashgiach

    #1639037

    funnybone
    Participant

    If watch needs new battery it would not say that youre two hours late. It would be stuck at an early hour!

    #1639040

    Bshtei_Einayim
    Participant

    Once he was in the hospital Boruch had another scare. Apparently there was a minority group of conspiracy theorists that did not take measels vaccines causing an outbreak of the measels. Luckily Boruch was properly immunized, however his exploding hand and conversion to nothingness turned him eliminated the vaccines protection. Boruch was in a quandry, stay in the hospital and risk the measels or leave and be left in aa state of meaningless nothingness.

    #1639046

    Freddyfish
    Participant

    As he walked into the hospital the floor beneath him gave way and he startefaaaaaaling!!!!!!!!He olanded in a heap to find two huge Chinese men staring down at him..

    #1639129

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    Coffee addict, in my entry, he was still a mashgiach, but one with a broken hand and a fogged mind. Funnybone, the battery had gone out the day before.

    #1639254

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    When the doctor heard Baruch’s concerns about the measles, he declared that Baruch’s “conversion to nothingness” was purely psychological. Then he gave him an immunity booster pill, which was a placebo, but hey, it worked.
    Unfortunately, it had the side effect of making him hallucinate Chinese men.
    When his wife, Aliza, found out, she was concerned about his physical and psychological health. The question was whether he was suffering from a true psychological disorder, or being drugged?

    #1639280

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

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    Happenings were also happening elsewhere, and to other people.
    Back at their ranch, Annie Sakanah and her husband, Biz, were sitting in their living room, listening to some music. Annie gently rocked her baby, who, at three months old, still did not have a name.
    “I still think we should name the baby,” Annie whispered, not wanting to wake her other children.
    “I would,” Biz replied, “if only we agreed on the name!”
    “I have an idea, and you refuse to entertain it!” Annie pouted.
    “You know I respect your ideas,” Biz responded. “But my parents gave me the first name of Washington, which I hate, and I now go by my middle name. It’s so awkward when anyone asks me. I’d rather let the child grow up without a name than to have one that is so hateful!”
    “You tell me that every week! I’m your wife, so I already know that!” said Annie. “Also, okay, we can wait a little longer on the name.”
    It was getting late, so Annie kissed her baby and her hunting rifles good night. But she couldn’t sleep.
    “Biz?” she whispered. “Something’s wrong. I don’t know what. I just feel like we’re not giving this baby everything that a baby deserves.”
    “I understand, but I can’t explain it. We’ve given this baby everything a baby needs, but it somehow does feel inadequate.” Biz whispered back as he put their pet reticulated python into its night cage.
    They sat in silence for a few minutes, until Annie jumped up and exclaimed quietly, “I know what’s wrong!”
    “What?”
    “The baby needs a proper rattle!”
    “I can pick one up at the store tomor—”
    “No. The baby needs an all natural rattle. A real one, not one made of a bunch of lousy chemicals!”
    “Of course!” Biz agreed, as he finished preserving some mice in formaldehyde. “But how do we get one?”
    “It won’t be easy,” Annie admitted. “But I think we can handle it. All we have to do is find a place where it’s legal to kill rattlesnakes.”

    #1639357

    Freddyfish
    Participant

    So they got into their 1990 Ford Mustang and started speeding down the thruway when suddenly they heard an urgent announcement on the radio…….

    #1639521

    DovidBT
    Participant

    The radio broadcast told of the ongoing aerial attack on Pearl Harbor by the Japanese! Annie, Biz and their Mustang had mysteriously been transported back in time to 1941!

    #1639630

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    Luckily, their phones were a link to 2018, and they were pretty sure that they would easily get back after completing an adventure in the year 1941.
    After they drove down the road, having decided to look for a rattlesnake in the year 1941, Annie’s phone rang. It was Aliza.
    “Hello!” Annie greeted her sister. “How are you?”
    “I’m mostly fine, how are you?” Aliza replied.
    “I’m actually in the year 1941, but my cell phone has the ability to reach you in 2018!” answered Annie. “I just hope I can keep using my car charger, and that nobody in 1941 Nevada notices the anachronism that I’m driving.”
    “That’s super weird, and your sudden time travel raises a lot of WWII related moral obligations, but I actually have a question about business.” Aliza responded.
    “If I can,” Annie replied, “But I don’t know if I’ll be able to answer. Should I put you on speaker phone so my husband can hear?”
    “Might as well.”
    Annie put Aliza on speaker phone.
    Aliza recounted her problem. “Lately, my husband has been having some medical issues, both physical and psychological. It started when he broke his hand, and he fell unconscious. Now he says that he has stared into the void, and he had a vivid dream about being stared at by Chinese men, and he thought it was real, but if it were real, how would he know the man were Chinese? In my experience as a psychiatric nurse practitioner, I have never heard of a similar case to this where drugs weren’t involved.”
    “That’s not a business question!” Annie exclaimed.
    “The business question is this,” Aliza answered. “I believe that I can have Baruch tested for all possible drugs, even those that are currently being secretly tested by the Mossad. However, it will cost at least five thousand dollars. How can I put together that kind of money quickly and in a way that Baruch will be okay with?”
    Annie’s husband spoke up. “I’m sure I can answer your business question if you give me more details. Business is my middle name! What kind of assets do you have?”
    “As Annie already knows,” Aliza said softly, “Baruch and I are not poor, but we live a kollel lifestyle. That is to say, he and I both own considerable illiquid assets. We live this way on purpose, because we don’t want the struggles of being too rich.”
    “In that case,” he replied, “We would gladly help out with a loan. Unfortunately, we are in the year 1941, and we cannot give you the loan directly. I’ll still help out, though. If Annie agrees, when we hang up the phone, we’ll call our older children and ask them to buy some of your stocks with the emergency funds that we left them in case of sudden time travel.”
    “I agree!” exclaimed Annie.
    “Thanks, Biz!” said Aliza. “Thank you, Annie, as well.”
    “73. Goodbye, Aliza!” Annie and Biz said in unison, as they had rehearsed many times before in order to save time when making conference calls.
    “Bye, thanks again!” Aliza answered.
    Then Annie and Biz called their children to tell them to buy the stocks. The children immediately agreed and followed through. The baby started crying. As Annie rocked the baby, Biz tried to use his smartphone to send an email to his boss, who would be upset if he didn’t come to work without explanation.
    John,

    I had no intention of skipping work, but unfortunately, I may not be able to come to work for a while. I don’t know when I will be back. I am in my car, and the year for me is 1941. I hope to return, but if I do, how much time will have passed? There is no telling. I hope that when I return, I can resume my position. Please respond to this email because I need the confirmation that I am able to send and receive email to the future.
    Sincerely,
    Washington Business Sakanah

    Biz just sat there for a while, his car still parked on the side of the road. He realized that they would need a place to stay. He was also nervous that his boss wouldn’t get his email, or that he wouldn’t believe it, so he took a picture to send to the future as well.

    #1639693

    Participant
    Participant

    Oh what a shame…I just wrote a brilliant piece, only to see I’ve been preponed by OP.

    #1639690

    Participant
    Participant

    DBT insistes on making this a fantasy….

    “OH no!” Annie shouted, clutching her heart. “Oh my…Those poor Japanese!”
    “Well if this is 1941 we can be prejudiced,” Biz noticed. “Who cares about the Japanese anyway?”
    Thing is, Biz was actually running for mayor of his village, and it was actually all a setup. One of the incumbent’a gangsters had played with the radio and made them beieve it was 1941 when really it was still this year, and he had bugged the car well with video cameras and now had a full-fledged devastating report. Biz was officially a gullible fool AND a racist, so both Republicans AND Dems had to hate him now.

    #1639762

    ☕️coffee addict
    Participant

    Biz realized this a short time later when he passed a street vendor selling water bottles and was given change from years after 1941. “That O’Keefle! It’s payback time!” Biz, drives his car to O’Keefle’s headquarters and meets one of O’Keefle’s cronies and promptly drugs him and kidnaps him. “O’Keefle won’t know what hit him” Biz said menacingly. biz gives the crony a mind altering drug that makes the crony now a spy for Biz and forwards all embarrassing information from O’Keefle

    #1639713

    Freddyfish
    Participant

    Biz suddenly heard a loud crash in his rear mirror he turned around to suddenly feel a bullet pierce his arm. He immediately put the pedal to the metal and sped off….

    #1639923

    👑RebYidd23
    Participant

    Participant, can’t you integrate your piece?

    #1639882

    Freddyfish
    Participant

    Suddenly he feels O’keefle’s cronies arms on his shoulders as he whispers into bizs ear…….

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