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Story How "romantic" "comedies" are being made

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I'd like you to imagine something for a moment:




Deep within secret american base a small figure with a rat-like posture accompanied by a cohort of security guards hops towards a big hydraulic doors.

One of the guards keys in a code in nearby console and does retinal scan, shortly after that the doors open with a hiss and the whole group walks in.

Inside they see a big and luxury-equiped, albeit messy as fuck room. In one of its corners sits an humanoid insect alien with several arms, using one pair to lift some weights and the other to look throught some jazz mag- not because it finds it hot, but rather because it thinks naked humans look incredibly funny.

At the sight of visitors the alien thing dumps away weights and magazine and comes closer to them while pointing with a complaint at huge stack of empty sugar packages in the corner.

The rat-like figure says something to one of guards and he hands several blank pages and pencil to alien after explaining in a series of poorly-imitated hisses that he won't get any more sugar unless he does what has to be done.

The creature snatches these things angrily and sits by nearby table.

"Oh shit, here we go again... how do these things even reproduced? Oh, right, males impregnate females...hmmm...."

After several minutes of complete silence it hisses with excitement, for several ideas emerged from the depths its complex and weird nervous system that will grant it more of its kind favoured narcotic. It begins scribbling down immediately.

"Alpha male.... impregnates....female....there is second alpha male....not sure which impregnated.....several alpha males....fight for affection of one female....alpha male of higher genetic potential than last one shows up.....female not sure which to choose...."

After creature hands over a dozen of new scripts to Mr. Kikeberg the director, he looks at it with watery eyes and says "Oh, the child of stars, your amazing intellect will yet again grant us a lot of mone- I mean grant you a lot of sugar"

Alien insect rolls its eyes and hisses what amounts to "just give me the stuff already"

The director and guards leave the room while alien creature snorts lines of sugar.

Year later, some average joe wades throught description of some of this years new romantic comedies, and he can't help but wonder "were these cinematic atrocities written by a fucking alien!?"







And that's how romantic comedies are made.
 
wow never think about that before
 
Crazy shit man
 
Pretty much, lol
 
:lul: :lul: :lul: We need a realistic romantic comedy where the incel faps in his room while Chads are at a party gang bang his blackout drunk oneitis
 
I'd like you to imagine something for a moment:




Deep within secret american base a small figure with a rat-like posture accompanied by a cohort of security guards hops towards a big hydraulic doors.

One of the guards keys in a code in nearby console and does retinal scan, shortly after that the doors open with a hiss and the whole group walks in.

Inside they see a big and luxury-equiped, albeit messy as fuck room. In one of its corners sits an humanoid insect alien with several arms, using one pair to lift some weights and the other to look throught some jazz mag- not because it finds it hot, but rather because it thinks naked humans look incredibly funny.

At the sight of visitors the alien thing dumps away weights and magazine and comes closer to them while pointing with a complaint at huge stack of empty sugar packages in the corner.

The rat-like figure says something to one of guards and he hands several blank pages and pencil to alien after explaining in a series of poorly-imitated hisses that he won't get any more sugar unless he does what has to be done.

The creature snatches these things angrily and sits by nearby table.

"Oh shit, here we go again... how do these things even reproduced? Oh, right, males impregnate females...hmmm...."

After several minutes of complete silence it hisses with excitement, for several ideas emerged from the depths its complex and weird nervous system that will grant it more of its kind favoured narcotic. It begins scribbling down immediately.

"Alpha male.... impregnates....female....there is second alpha male....not sure which impregnated.....several alpha males....fight for affection of one female....alpha male of higher genetic potential than last one shows up.....female not sure which to choose...."

After creature hands over a dozen of new scripts to Mr. Kikeberg the director, he looks at it with watery eyes and says "Oh, the child of stars, your amazing intellect will yet again grant us a lot of mone- I mean grant you a lot of sugar"

Alien insect rolls its eyes and hisses what amounts to "just give me the stuff already"

The director and guards leave the room while alien creature snorts lines of sugar.

Year later, some average joe wades throught description of some of this years new romantic comedies, and he can't help but wonder "were these cinematic atrocities written by a fucking alien!?"







And that's how romantic comedies are made.
:feelshaha::feelsthink:
That was funny ngl
 
imo romantic comedies are for simps and foids. I literally cant imagine a chad watching one.
 

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