Since I’m not all that technology savvy, I thought maybe I give the writing assignment a shot. This assignment comes from the The Role Playing Game where you continue the story from the original post. I never really had to use my imagination and create a story. I have inputted the 80s theme by having the character, Joe, have converse shoes, polka dots, bright colors, and that spiky hair do. It was fun sitting there thinking of what a clown looks like and describing the description on paper. Since the writing assignment had to be a continuation, I wrote it for the next person to continue, what was the million dollar question? I hope you enjoy it!
“Joe the clown was not a happy camper this morning. This was evidenced by the fact that he had put four lumps of sugar into his coffee, instead of the regular two. He only ever broke his two-sugars rule on special occasions, so going by that particular string of logic, this was a very special occasion indeed. Nevertheless Joe had little time to sulk, hunched over his kitchen table with remnants of buttered toast still clinging to the sides of his lips. And so it was that with a labored sigh he propped himself up off his seat and began the dreaded walk towards the front door, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a red rubber nose as he did so. He finished fixing the rubber implement on his own nose at about the same moment that his other hand fell on the cold, brass doorknob that led to the outside world. He paused for a moment, just a little longer than what he would usually allow himself (but this was a special occasion, remember). He then took a deep breath, turned the knob and stepped outside into the cold chilly morning air. It was time to have a word with the neighbours who had kept him up all night…”
My Continuation of the Original Post
To keep himself upbeat even in the unwelcoming weather, as Joe was temporarily closing up his treasured world of plush faced dolls, brilliant looking balloons, and all his circus collections, he wanted to ensure his carefully put together colors were perfectly put together as this was a special occasion. He was about to embark on a joyful journey with his friendliest neighbor, Casey.
Joe had to ensure everything was perfect, for he was about to set the deal of the day with Casey. He looked all the way down to his oversized red converse shoes to make certain his beaming white shoe strings were just not dangling but tied perfectly, then up to his brilliantly striped red, blue, and orange trousers matched his polka dotted shirt and paunchy sized collars. He did not even consider his big red rubber nose being a competition, for it fit the entirety of the world. Then up to his spiky cerulean hair shouting to the world, “superstar”!
As he widely strided his oversized shoes with swinging arms to Casey’s front door step and before knocking on the uninspiring colored door, he double-checked his genius orchestrated buoyant pigments of his fabric, for he thought this whole caboodle had to be just right, for this was a special day for a special occasion. Then Joe knocked on the door of his neighbor who kept him up all night to ask the million-dollar question.