Post by Poe's Coats Host Toast on Feb 12, 2013 22:29:20 GMT -5
So, yeah, this popped into my head. Have fun reading, sorry for being so long winded.
It was official. The sequel to the 2004 adaptation of Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events was in production and to be released next fall. For some people it just meant a sequel to a Jim Carrey kids' flick. But not to the people of 667 Dark Avenue. No, this was not a building on no avenue. It was actually a website, created in 2002, in order for people to talk about all things Lemony Snicket. For he was the fictitious author of the series of books upon which this movie, and soon movies, are based. And 13 tomes full of mystery, code cracking, and secret organizations, and further works, have certainly generated a lot to talk about for the community.
Only two years after the forum's foundation, a certain member, who were to be famous in said forum under the name "Dante," joined. He would be the frontrunner in dissecting Snicket's work, as well as even contacting the author's publishers and Mr. Snicket himself. But when it came to socializing with the rest of the community, he would limit his interest to threads only pertaining to Snicket related topics, like collaborative Snicket birthday gifts, fanfics, and all that jazz. This would be the case for a lonnggg time.
Until two-thousand-and twelve. A new member joined. One unlike all the others. It hit Dante like the first time he read a book by Lemony Snicket, like the first time he joined the forum, like the first time he received a response to a fan letter he sent Mr. Snicket. Oh, she was wonderful! Her modesty, her friendliness, her smile on the photos she posted... Dante could go all day thinking about her. Every day he would check if he she posted something, but he never dared to start posting in non-Snicket related threads to respond to her. He was afraid he would say the wrong thing, or that people would notice his sudden change in behaviour.
And so, time passed, but Dante's crush didn't. The only other thing that excited him was the second movie adaptation of his favourite children's book series. Together with the community he would speculate and theorize and discuss. The screenwriter was announced! It was going to be Charlie Kaufman! The actors were announced! Jim Carrey was to play Olaf again! Set photos leaked, the first trailer released, the first reviews came in, and finally... the film hit theatres. Dante was nervous. Would it be as mediocre as the first adaptation? Would it be much worse? Would it become a hit in Harry Potter-proportions? The next two hourse will tell, he told himself as he sat down in the second seat, in the second balcony in the Carlton Theatre in Essex, England. The theatre went dark, the previews of coming attractions began playing, and then the movie distributer's logo appeared. Beethoven's 4th Symphony started playing on the soundtrack as the opening credits rolled. Dante immediately got the reference.
"Excuse me, excuse me..." someone repeated as she was walking through the aisle Dante was sitting in, searching for her seat no doubt. Just who does she think she is, Dante thought annoyed, coming too late to the showing and fussing up my concentration on the film? He got up as the person passed through and was about to say "Well excuuuse me" all sassy, when he saw her face. It was her.
"Oh" was all he could quietly muster in shock, as she thanked him and sat down next to him in seat three.
"Hello--I'm sorry, but is your name Madita by any chance?" Dante said, preparing himself to be answered with "No" because of not seeing right in the darkened theatre.
"Why yes, that's my name, do I know you?" answered Anka.
"It is you! Wow, I thought--I mean, I'm Dante from 667 Avenue!" stuttered Dante as the opening credits in the movie came to a close and Gary Oldman's voice appeared as the character of Lemony Snicket.
"Oh my God, really? This is incredible! What a coincidence! I--" Anka was as amazed as he was, but then someone behind them made a strict "Ssshhhh!". Dante turned to the shushing person.
"Shush yourself!" he whispered in a huff, and turned back to Anka. "Maybe we should continue our discussion after the movie, Anka?"
"Yes. Yes, we must!" said Anka, and then both turned to the flickering cinema screen, as a large sign, with chewing gum stuck on it spelling the words "LUCKY SMELLS LUMBERMILL," appeared.
The film was rather odd. In many ways similar to the first one, but more philosophical and intriguing, but not without changes of the books. Lemony Snicket, as the narrator, was struggling to write the story as it went on. At one point the actors broke character and started talking to the audience. Then somebody found a sugar bowl and found a--oh, I don't want to spoil it for you. But Dante couldn't concentrate on all that as much as he would've liked. In his head he tried to find the right words to say to Anka after the movie. He thought he'd ask her how she liked the movie, and then smoothly invite her to dinner maybe? What if she said no?
As Christopher Lee uttered his last words and the movie cut to "Directed by," Dante waited another few moments and then he turned to Anka and said: "So how did you like dinner--I mean, would you like to go to the movie with me--No, wait--"
Anka interrupted him. "That was fantastic! I didn't expect this at all! What a movie! Would you like to discuss it over some food?"
"Yes," Dante said, "I know a great diner that serves Dutch food."
"Lovely! Then let's go," said Anka.
And so they went to the diner and talked about the movie, and talked about what a coincidence it was that they've met, and about 667, and about themselves, and it went on and on, and they had a great time. After the diner they went to Hyde park and continued talking. They sat down on a bench. Dante noticed a heart carved on a tree behind Anka. It had the letters D and A intertwined.
"Oh look, that's funny. Could be Dark Avenue!" said Dante.
"Oh yeah, or Dante and Anka, hahaha" she said. And as she turned back to Dante, they looked into each other's eyes and she realized something. And then, as I am sure you know, romantic time was frickin' ONNN.
They went head first into a passionate romance like a bull into a red muleta, which is a word that here means "a matador's cape." But like in any bull fight, unfortunately, there always has to be a matador. In this situation the matador was called "time," like in many love affairs, but unlike some love affairs, it was a darn quick matador, as Anka was only visiting England for about a month. And so, the passionate bull of a relationship they had was already about to get killed. But not without making it count. They spent a wonderful, sexy month together before the time came to make them go their seperate ways.
"Even though you have to go back to Germany, Anka, the memories will stay, and I will cherish them forever. Danke schön. My heart says, Danke schön," Dante told Anka, using one of the few German words she taught him.
"Danke, darling," said Anka, "Thank you for everything. I will really miss you. Auf wiedersehen." And then she got past the security at the airport and the Danking was over.
And "THE END" flickered on the screen.
Also, in retrospect, Dante was REAL happy he didn't decide to express his heads over heels love through the forum before they even met, and that Anka didn't find on his computer the music video he made of himself, in a premature attempt to woo her, which you can watch right here:
That would've been embarrasing.
Danke schön
It was official. The sequel to the 2004 adaptation of Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events was in production and to be released next fall. For some people it just meant a sequel to a Jim Carrey kids' flick. But not to the people of 667 Dark Avenue. No, this was not a building on no avenue. It was actually a website, created in 2002, in order for people to talk about all things Lemony Snicket. For he was the fictitious author of the series of books upon which this movie, and soon movies, are based. And 13 tomes full of mystery, code cracking, and secret organizations, and further works, have certainly generated a lot to talk about for the community.
Only two years after the forum's foundation, a certain member, who were to be famous in said forum under the name "Dante," joined. He would be the frontrunner in dissecting Snicket's work, as well as even contacting the author's publishers and Mr. Snicket himself. But when it came to socializing with the rest of the community, he would limit his interest to threads only pertaining to Snicket related topics, like collaborative Snicket birthday gifts, fanfics, and all that jazz. This would be the case for a lonnggg time.
Until two-thousand-and twelve. A new member joined. One unlike all the others. It hit Dante like the first time he read a book by Lemony Snicket, like the first time he joined the forum, like the first time he received a response to a fan letter he sent Mr. Snicket. Oh, she was wonderful! Her modesty, her friendliness, her smile on the photos she posted... Dante could go all day thinking about her. Every day he would check if he she posted something, but he never dared to start posting in non-Snicket related threads to respond to her. He was afraid he would say the wrong thing, or that people would notice his sudden change in behaviour.
And so, time passed, but Dante's crush didn't. The only other thing that excited him was the second movie adaptation of his favourite children's book series. Together with the community he would speculate and theorize and discuss. The screenwriter was announced! It was going to be Charlie Kaufman! The actors were announced! Jim Carrey was to play Olaf again! Set photos leaked, the first trailer released, the first reviews came in, and finally... the film hit theatres. Dante was nervous. Would it be as mediocre as the first adaptation? Would it be much worse? Would it become a hit in Harry Potter-proportions? The next two hourse will tell, he told himself as he sat down in the second seat, in the second balcony in the Carlton Theatre in Essex, England. The theatre went dark, the previews of coming attractions began playing, and then the movie distributer's logo appeared. Beethoven's 4th Symphony started playing on the soundtrack as the opening credits rolled. Dante immediately got the reference.
"Excuse me, excuse me..." someone repeated as she was walking through the aisle Dante was sitting in, searching for her seat no doubt. Just who does she think she is, Dante thought annoyed, coming too late to the showing and fussing up my concentration on the film? He got up as the person passed through and was about to say "Well excuuuse me" all sassy, when he saw her face. It was her.
"Oh" was all he could quietly muster in shock, as she thanked him and sat down next to him in seat three.
"Hello--I'm sorry, but is your name Madita by any chance?" Dante said, preparing himself to be answered with "No" because of not seeing right in the darkened theatre.
"Why yes, that's my name, do I know you?" answered Anka.
"It is you! Wow, I thought--I mean, I'm Dante from 667 Avenue!" stuttered Dante as the opening credits in the movie came to a close and Gary Oldman's voice appeared as the character of Lemony Snicket.
"Oh my God, really? This is incredible! What a coincidence! I--" Anka was as amazed as he was, but then someone behind them made a strict "Ssshhhh!". Dante turned to the shushing person.
"Shush yourself!" he whispered in a huff, and turned back to Anka. "Maybe we should continue our discussion after the movie, Anka?"
"Yes. Yes, we must!" said Anka, and then both turned to the flickering cinema screen, as a large sign, with chewing gum stuck on it spelling the words "LUCKY SMELLS LUMBERMILL," appeared.
The film was rather odd. In many ways similar to the first one, but more philosophical and intriguing, but not without changes of the books. Lemony Snicket, as the narrator, was struggling to write the story as it went on. At one point the actors broke character and started talking to the audience. Then somebody found a sugar bowl and found a--oh, I don't want to spoil it for you. But Dante couldn't concentrate on all that as much as he would've liked. In his head he tried to find the right words to say to Anka after the movie. He thought he'd ask her how she liked the movie, and then smoothly invite her to dinner maybe? What if she said no?
As Christopher Lee uttered his last words and the movie cut to "Directed by," Dante waited another few moments and then he turned to Anka and said: "So how did you like dinner--I mean, would you like to go to the movie with me--No, wait--"
Anka interrupted him. "That was fantastic! I didn't expect this at all! What a movie! Would you like to discuss it over some food?"
"Yes," Dante said, "I know a great diner that serves Dutch food."
"Lovely! Then let's go," said Anka.
And so they went to the diner and talked about the movie, and talked about what a coincidence it was that they've met, and about 667, and about themselves, and it went on and on, and they had a great time. After the diner they went to Hyde park and continued talking. They sat down on a bench. Dante noticed a heart carved on a tree behind Anka. It had the letters D and A intertwined.
"Oh look, that's funny. Could be Dark Avenue!" said Dante.
"Oh yeah, or Dante and Anka, hahaha" she said. And as she turned back to Dante, they looked into each other's eyes and she realized something. And then, as I am sure you know, romantic time was frickin' ONNN.
They went head first into a passionate romance like a bull into a red muleta, which is a word that here means "a matador's cape." But like in any bull fight, unfortunately, there always has to be a matador. In this situation the matador was called "time," like in many love affairs, but unlike some love affairs, it was a darn quick matador, as Anka was only visiting England for about a month. And so, the passionate bull of a relationship they had was already about to get killed. But not without making it count. They spent a wonderful, sexy month together before the time came to make them go their seperate ways.
"Even though you have to go back to Germany, Anka, the memories will stay, and I will cherish them forever. Danke schön. My heart says, Danke schön," Dante told Anka, using one of the few German words she taught him.
"Danke, darling," said Anka, "Thank you for everything. I will really miss you. Auf wiedersehen." And then she got past the security at the airport and the Danking was over.
And "THE END" flickered on the screen.
Also, in retrospect, Dante was REAL happy he didn't decide to express his heads over heels love through the forum before they even met, and that Anka didn't find on his computer the music video he made of himself, in a premature attempt to woo her, which you can watch right here:
That would've been embarrasing.