Random Plot Generator

[The Melody Maker]

I stumbled across this today during my travels, and gave it a try. It comes up with pretty funny stuff.

http://www.plot-generator.org.uk/

[The Melody Maker]

Sorry to double-post; just realized I forgot to post what I came up with. This does not even remotely portray my characters Melody and Cynthia.

Serene Neece
A Short Story
by The Melody Maker

Melody Rouge looked at the spotty sandwich in her hands and felt ecstatic.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her tranquil surroundings. She had always loved serene Neece with its spilt, smoggy small town. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel ecstatic.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Cynthia Rouge. Cynthia was a sinister detective with wide fingers and fluffy ankles.

Melody gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a generous, intuitive, hot chocolate drinker with tall fingers and solid ankles. Her friends saw her as a spilt, smoggy saint. Once, she had even brought an early injured bird back from the brink of death.

But not even a generous person who had once brought an early injured bird back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Cynthia had in store today.

The snow flurried like sitting cats, making Melody barmy.

As Melody stepped outside and Cynthia came closer, she could see the xanthic glint in her eye.

Cynthia gazed with the affection of 9789 hilarious gorgeous goldfish. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want only to help her."

Melody looked back, even more barmy and still fingering the spotty sandwich. "Cynthia, let's go help," she replied.

They looked at each other with stable feelings, like two brave, bad bears boating at a very controlling holiday, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two smelly uncles rampaging to the beat.

Melody regarded Cynthia's wide fingers and fluffy ankles. "I feel the same way!" revealed Melody with a delighted grin.

Cynthia looked lonely, her emotions blushing like a powerless, petite piano.

Then Cynthia came inside for a nice mug of hot chocolate.
THE END

[The Melody Maker]

I found out that the site also has a song lyrics generator, so I tried that too. The following almost totally sounds like something the Gruyère from The Traveller's Guide might come up with.

How much do I love gnomes?
An Original Song
by Colum Gruyère

I get on with life as a soldier,
I'm a warty kinda person.
I like collecting stamps and breeding guppies.
I like to contemplate tall people.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to gnomes.

I like to use words like 'victoly' and 'psycho.'
I like to use words about tall people.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to gnomes.

I like to hang out with Jason and Becky.
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to gnomes.

I hate headless chickens and cough mixture.
But I just think back to gnomes,
And I'm happy once again.

[Sparko]

won't even load for me. keeps timing out.

[mossrose]

You don't want to see the song it composed about The Girl. There were hippos and crocodiles and she became hideous at the end.

[Sparko]

You don't want to see the song it composed about The Girl. There were hippos and crocodiles and she became hideous at the end.

I think we need a pirate song, with Pin-Wielding crones, ninja squirrels, talking pigs, and cow torturers.

[mossrose]

I think we need a pirate song, with Pin-Wielding crones, ninja squirrels, talking pigs, and cow torturers.

Leave the crone part out, and go and make one!

[Sparko]

Leave the crone part out, and go and make one!

cant. the site won't load for me. security?

[mossrose]

cant. the site won't load for me. security?

You are a pirate, after all.

[mossrose]

I think we need a pirate song, with Pin-Wielding crones, ninja squirrels, talking pigs, and cow torturers.

The Tale of My Youthful Chocolate Eater Pinner
A Ballad
by Soap Fighters

It began on a pointy Thursday midnight:
I was the most grumpy pirate around,
She was the most youthful chocolate eater.

She was my Pinner,
My youthful Pinner,
My chocolate eater.

We used to ban so well,
Back then.
We wanted to ban, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one midnight, one pointy midnight,
We decided to ban too much.
Together we clobbered a ninja squirrel.
It was greasy, so greasy.


And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

She clobbered a talking pig and cow torturer.
Alas, a talking pig and cow torturer!
My Pinner clobbered a talking pig and cow torturer.
It was crazy, so crazy.

The next day I thought my hook had broken,
I thought my peg leg had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, she is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that midnight,
That pointy Thursday midnight.

My peg leg... ouch!
When I think of that youthful chocolate eater,
That youthful chocolate eater and me.

[Sparko]

not bad, but you didn't even mention bacon, or mama, or trains, or trucks, or prison, or getting drunk.

I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick'er up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got runned over by a danged ol' train

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded eating bacon in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

[mossrose]

But you didn't mention any of those things when you requested a song.

[rogue06]

Leave the crone part out, and go and make one!

The synonyms for that are as bad or even worse

• battle-ax

• biddy

• hag

• harpy

• nag

• gorgon

• shrew

etc.

How about harridan?

No?

Maybe most senior of citizens? That sounds dignified.

Although the mental image of a PIN™ wielding battle-ax... Just kidding! Most senior of citizens PIN™ wielder it is.

[mossrose]

I am waiting.

[Rushing Jaws]

Worked alright for me: http://www.plot-generator.org.uk/?i=4a7w3e