A 100 Word Story in Screenplay
PLAIN DRAWING ROOM
JANE AND MR. DARCY ARE STANDING AT THE LIBRARY.
JANE
The social network
isn’t just a medium of self-expression, it calls forth creativity that would
not have otherwise been born...
MR DARCY
... and time not
otherwise wasted.
(JANE smirks)
JANE
We hack off hunks of
ourselves chronically crafting content that is convulsively consumed by hungry
hordes viewing voyeuristically from the void!
MR DARCY bumps fists
with JANE
MR DARCY
Incorrigible peeping
Toms peering from timeless space, hungry ghosts gobbling down the guts we
disgorge, zoned out zombies voraciously devouring endless tubs of all you can
eat buttered brains, transfixed by the wit and witless wind.
JANE kisses MR DARCY
JANE
You’re feeding off me
right now, so don’t forget to wipe your filthy mouth before you finish.
FADE
TO BLACK
1 comment:
HIGH-larious.
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