Throw your ideas in here!

[Melrick]

This forum has now clearly gotten way off topic.  It’s meant to be about people throwing in ideas, not chatting about random shit.  So I’d just like to remind people to keep it on topic.

Just to be clear, discussing the idea is fine, but carrying on with stuff unrelated to it isn’t.  Otherwise, this topic becomes fairly pointless.

[JayDee]

A user asked for some prompts in another thread here so I’m just going to link to the prompts there in case anyone wants to use them.

I’ll throw out some more ideas I’ve had that I’ll not get on to writing due to not being able to write:

 

A truck stop where the lot lizards are actually lizards.

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A pro-wrestling promotion where the ring rats are actually rats

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A parliament where the members are actually weasels. Wait, sorry, that one isn’t fiction.

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In 1312 Wat meets an elf along the road from Yoxford and instantly falls in love with him. The elf is capricious and cruel but inadvertantly ends up loving him back while supposedly messing with him.

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A delusional vampire thinks she’s a werewolf.

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A dog is given the ability to talk by a fairy. The owner regrets all the bestiality.

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The (fictional!) President of the United States of America is revealed to be an Oompa Loompa.

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A factory owner starts illegally polluting the river. The river spirit takes revenge by polluting him.

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An internet troll who spent all his life attacking furries dies and gets yiffed in hell.

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A DNA test reveals that a long married loving couple are not brother and sister in “Jerry Springer’s Alabama Special.”

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Enraged residents of Alabama lynch a former fanfic writer for all the inbreeding jokes

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A man can only come in Iambic pentameter

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An internet troll meets a real troll beneath a bridge.

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A gamer loses on COD and goes upstairs to find the guy who killed him fucking his Mom.

[pippychick]

2 hours ago, JayDee said:

A factory owner starts illegally polluting the river. The river spirit takes revenge by polluting him.

 

Haha… seems to me there’d be a whole lot of scope for genuine body horror in this one. Similar theme, completely different approach to the other one I wrote. If I ever get done with GoT, and no one else has taken it, I might keep this in mind.

[JayDee]

I know it might seem like I have some kind of obsession with water spirits, but family legend has it that Grandmother’s Grandfather was a stream.

And It’d be awesome if you did, The Price came out brilliant so thanks in advance if you do. 

 

Edited October 21, 2017 by JayDee

[pippychick]

You know, I’ve always looked to Sheffield’s industrial past and thought there must be a good supernatural horror story or two lurking there. Sheffield’s heart is a dark, dead space filled with crumbling red brick buildings blackened with grime, and smashed factory windows. And it’ll remain like that forever, no matter how much “regeneration” they engage in. It’s our history. All those souls lost to industry. And through the middle of it all, making it possible, the river Don. Without the river, there’d have been no industrialisation of Sheffield. If that river was conscious, and it could speak, it would hate all of us. Without a doubt.

I mean, I won’t write that, but that’s the angle I’ll probably take. I love your idea! It’s the resentment of the natural world, personified in a single instance between a river and a man.

If effluent, toxic chemicals and waste from manufacturing processes can hurt and kill a river, I’m sure there’s an equivalent for a man. The body horror I’m evisaging is kind of taking you literally. I mean, sticks, stones and riverbed mud in odd places would be incredibly painful, perhaps even fatal. And especially if they just kept appearing. How long would this man endure something like that before he went along to the doctor? Would he? How would he hide it? When exactly would he get past the point of entitlement (once he realised what was happening to him) and decide that it was time to appease whatever it was he’d angered? Would it have a chance in hell of working? And that’s just first thoughts. Lots of evil potential! *rubs hands together*

[JayDee]

Well, it’s been a year so here’s some more ideas for free. I mean, if you don’t count the price of your self respect.

 

In the old west, a horse tamer who claims he can break any horse meets a recent immigrant kelpie by a river.

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A reader reads a story on a website about a monster that wrote a story on a website and then killed anyone who read it and didn’t leave a review. They don’t leave a review. The monster then appears and says that it was only a story, and it actually just fucks people who read and don’t review. But only if they’re into monster sex.

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A giant spider finds a human in the cave, and hides until a bigger spider shoos them out, maybe with a giant glass and oversized copy of a newspaper.

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A serial killer targets people writing article titles which use “Millennials” to mean teenagers instead of “early/mid twenties to damn near 40”

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At a convention, a fursuit has the head pulled off to reveal a whole bunch of raccoons who were just trying to get to the free buffet

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In a second person solo fic, you find yourself skimming down increasingly terrible ideas before deciding to go masturbate to that hot bath scene in Shokan Lust.

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In a first person fic, I write inceasingly terrible ideas onto a thread before my computer gains sentience and kills me in disgust. Also with masturbation.

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Someone should totally turn that old joke with the “Why does your dick taste like shit?” “Oh, I forgot, your brother already borrowed the car” into a full length story.

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A succubus sucks souls on a bus. By dressing sluttily and drawing energy from perverts who grope her. The more/worse things they do, the more of their life force she gets, the most depraved acts committed publically lead to a quick death. On one bus route in Trenton nine men die in one night. And four women.

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A pizza delivery guy gets an order to take pizza to a cemetary. The dead folks find they don’t have the money to pay, so in line with the porno rules of pizza delivery he has to get it on with a couple of half rotted revenants. “I should have known there was evil here when they ordered double pineapple,” he thinks.

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This idea left intentionally blank.

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A user who makes jokes about ABDL fics accidentally pisses off a powerful witch who is a fan, and gets turned into her ABDL slave. At least that’s what I assume happened.

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Fuck. 12 months of scrawling every spare thought down and not a single good idea.

Edited October 23, 2018 by JayDee

[InvidiaRed]

An Old God so nearly free decides to not break free of its prison but rather bends the bars just a bit and uses its tentacles for some fun. To the dismay of the monastery and its clergy. With the nunnery nearby sure to be visited next.

The Lord of Hatred possesses one of his cultists and woos an avowed demon hunter determined to kill him and his cult. Mixing business with pleasure has always held certain risks.

Unicorns wage war on vampires

The god of war is tricked by his lover the goddess of love into seducing his most favored warrior

a father discovers his only child is a possessive demon. the cruelty of children mixed with raw demonic power

A princess gets bored so she charms a dragon into abducting her chaste, courtly love knight protector

A virus turns all androids and robots into sex crazed machines while its up to sexbots to save their creators from an orgasmic fate. 

Games no longer are mere games but objects of life or death as even friendly games of chess or checkers results in the death of the losers.

Deimiurges rush to complete a universe on time as the deadline approaches.

Harem wars. A world where one’s harem size determines their power.

A lesbian is cursed with the power to seduce any man is encountered by a gay man cursed with the ability to seduce any woman. Each with the ability the other craves.

With Ragnarok fast approaching Hel goes fuck that and takes her siblings to the mortal world to live happily as mostly human. Mostly functional family.

Freya provokes the ire of Aphrodite and this time no mere golden apple is going to cut it.

Hera, Queen of the gods leaves Olympus for the mortal world where she unexpectantly meets the god of divorce.

Aliens invade earth only to discover that lust is contagious.

bored as hell the god of destruction tries to create something for once.

An elder god decides to save the world despite the small fleshy things on it seemingly determined to destroy it.

There is a secret war behind the scenes as people with their own private dimensions. These lords and Ladies of their own demesnes try to absorb each other holdings because only one can have their own complete world. While others are content to enjoy their own personal fragments of one.

Only werewolves can find their one true love. Since they are the only beings capable of seeing the invisible threads of fates that binds two people together. 

Turns out gods are real, the latest tech makes it abundantly clear… And then the gods take notice.

 

[daddyslilmnstr]

im new to this writing thing and i had an idea and dunno if it is good or what…

Plot idea
 

This goes with the ending of part one where the kids live but are trapped in the car and nancys mom is sucked through the door. After all of her nightmares her and Glenn end up living their happily ever after life. But once They decide to have a child nancy dies in ^th surgery because of freddy. As their daughter grows up glenn become obsessed with protection her and as she grow up his drunken states become more and he abuses his daughter in ial ways Now that Her daughter is 18 she wonders about the secret of elm street and what might have killed her mother. As she get closer to the truth freddy starts to come to through her dream and do unspeakable things to her and uses her to get to her friends and he has his way with them till his power is redeemed and when he goes to kill Nancys daughter he finds himself attatched to her and he kill glenn instead for harming her. haven’t thought passed that

[JayDee]

Thomas the Rimmer – a re-telling of the ballard of Thomas the Rhymer where the Queen of Elfland gets her asshole licked a lot.

 

[InvidiaRed]

After living a normal mundane life.

When you die. You awake to find you are a prince of the slain. Not just any lord of the afterlife. But a lord of hell.

Within your hell you are almighty. Your will absolute. Mountains melt and oceans boil away with just a thought. But you can be undermined, supplanted, exiled, even banished from hell itself if you aren’t careful.

A deep and bitter war has been waged between factions for as long as anyone has ever known. Some who believe in redemption and rebirth struggle against those who don’t. Those who fell from their station, against that stand resolute in their station.

The corrupted among them who have rebelled against their station and are hellbent on claiming the entirety of hell for themselves.  Ever since the discovery that tormented souls produce great amounts of tainted power. And damned souls are the only currency that can’t be fraudulently forged.

Who can you trust when the only souls who come to you rain from above and out of the vast cosmic multiverse. You get the dregs, The worst of the worst.

And now the fallen are targeting your vice. Your hell.

Will you stand alone?

Embrace the corruption?

Or will You rally with others and protect the damned souls that are your tutelary charges.

There is no right answer.

Now all of Hell is watching and it is time to make a choice.

 

Edited September 23, 2019 by InvidiaRed
Clarity.

[JayDee]

How is it 12 fucking months since last october? I demand something be done about the speeding up of time.

Anyway, some ideas I’ll never get to use  –

A rookie Werewolf Hunter from a long line of ‘em advertises his services and is contacted by a young werewolf looking to get into porn who mistakingly thinks he’s doing a MILF Hunter rip off.

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A man’s toilet cistern becomes inhabited by a water spirit who refuses to flush unless he says nice things to it, and also reads his phone over his shoulder while he’s doing his business.

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A necrophile is just going to town on a corpse when the body’s ghost shows up to criticise his technique.

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Death loses a bet and has to do all the grim reaping wearing a Pink tutu

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A horny gay guy accepts an invite to a “total sausage fest” and finds out it’s actually a totally legitimate Bavarian Wurst Festival. But there’s a lot of guys in tight leather shorts so…

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A ragtag group of misfits team up to put an end to an Emerson Lake and Palmer show.

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And that’s it for this year. Been an idea free zone for me. Except for having a character do a “slutty weeping angel” cosplay that I then searched and discovered about 1000 people already had.

[InBrightestDay]

23 hours ago, JayDee said:

A man’s toilet cistern becomes inhabited by a water spirit who refuses to flush unless he says nice things to it, and also reads his phone over his shoulder while he’s doing his business.

Well, as if my “stories to be written” pile isn’t big enough, now I’m thinking about a romantic comedy involving a man and the naiad who has come to inhabit his toilet cistern.

Edited October 31, 2019 by InBrightestDay

[JayDee]

2 hours ago, InBrightestDay said:

Well, as if my “stories to be written” pile isn’t big enough, now I’m thinking about a romantic comedy involving a man and the naiad who has come to inhabit his toilet cistern.

Dude buys a house out of town from the family of the old Greek immigrant who had it since like World War 2. “Oh, one thing, she said the spring down the bottom of the yard running to the creek is sacred. Never let us play in it. Funny the stuff from the old country, right?”

And he laughs and doesn’t think anything of it and then decides he can save on the water bill by plumbing it in to flush his toilet, and finds out that the old dear didn’t move continents alone… Hey, coulda been worse. She’s got another friend living out in the woods, makes hyper realistic stone sculptures in memory of local missing persons…

It’s easy to see why I never went anywhere with this, but good luck if you ever do try it! Though got a few other fics to do first, right?

[JayDee]

It’s October again. So here we go.

There’s a gorgon with an eye defect. She only turns statues to cheese instead of stone. A food critic says her cheese is bland. She turns him to cheese. This plot may require the typing of cheese a lot. Also, the “Gogon Zola” pun name has already been done.

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Jenny Greenteeth visits a frankly terrified dentist.

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Deciding to seek help with his love life a young man tries to invote Aphrodite’s blessing, but messes it up and invokes Thalia, Muse of comedy instead. Cue wacky sound effects and cartoon physics in the bedroom.

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A puppy is sent to hell and all the demons are too terrified of what it must have done to go anywhere near it.

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An (entirely fictional) President dies just before an election, but his party need him alive to get a supreme court pick through what with having no faith the cunt’d be re-elected, so reanimate his corpse and then have to deal with his increasing zombie hunger as the election approaches. But, hey, at least they get to turn the place into a theocracy, right?

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A descendant of Moses uses sea parting for a marine salvage business.

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A Mother and a Crone in Trenton, New Jersey, just can’t find a Maiden anywhere.

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Atropos loses her shears and suddenly people are living forever.

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...see you next year. Maybe.

Edited October 7, 2020 by JayDee

[Keith Inc.]

Lord of the Rings meets Harvey.

 

Early in the march out of Rivendell, Merry goes behind a tree to take a leak, meets a 7 foot tall rabbit who warns him to be wary of the creature in the waters outside Moria.  

Every so often thru the adventure Merry just seems to know shit, shit he could not know, SHOULD not know.  No one ever sees the giant rabbit, and keep scoffing, but the warnings keep coming true...  and SOMEONE is certainly stealing the pipe weed....

[JayDee]

Well. It’s October. I got nothing worth a damn. Hardly have any ideas. Forgot how to write. Even reading is proving tough to maintain concentration. But, here:

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A vampire suffers from low self esteem because the others are all Counts while he is just a local squire.

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An exhibitionist finds themselves trapped amongst the deaf, mute, and blind.

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After a particularly heavy session on Arthur Guinness’s finest, The Dullahan wakes up to find his head has married one sister and his body has married the other, and they hate the sight of each other. His hungover horse says “I did say nay.”

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A user splits Microsoft’s One Note into two notes and the resulting energy release scours the surface of the Earth clean of life, except for a group of deep miners who emerge into the smoking ruins of the world.

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A supervillain launches a diabolical scheme to turn all the world’s porn furry.

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As the heat death of the universe finally winds down to stillness at the end of all things, a stillness that cannot even truly be called eternal for eternity requires the passage of time and even time will end, Valve releases Half-Life 3

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The abandoned Mars Rovers return…. and they are HORNY.

[Desiderius Price]

Rabbi soup anyone?  Sprinkling in plenty of that kosher salt.

[Wilde_Guess]

Hello, all.

Here’s a pair of clothing descriptions I made up on the spur of the moment, with just a little more description of the body wearing it, and a little dialog.  Anyone want to take it further?

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I picked Joe up at McDonalds as soon as his manager let him clock out at the end of his shift.  He had a fresh company polo in his hands when he got into the car.  The company polo he was wearing was just as worn-out as he looked.  The disposable paper hat, which he normally threw away the second he clocked out, was still on his head.  His normally pale complexion was just that much whiter, and even his dark black pants were starting to gray.  His work sneakers were also starting to blow out.  His bright blond hair that still needed a trim was dull, and his blue eyes that normally sparkled with life and mischief, even after surviving Mom and Dad’s tender self-righteous Christian care, were dull, as if ComEd was having a brown-out. He looked every bit three times his age of fourteen.  Getting both outed and dumped by the boyfriend I told him he shouldn’t try dating was wearing on him far more than he was willing to admit.

“Thank God it’s Friday!” and “Hooray for Summer Vacation!” never rang truer than they did on that late Friday evening in May as I drove Joe home to our shared apartment.  It was going to take all weekend to patch the kid up so he could switch over to “Breakfast shift” the following Tuesday.  We rode in silence in my Miata, without even playing the radio like he normally insisted on, the warm Illinois air finally getting rid of the garbage hat as we drove down the frontage road next to I-290 to the other side of Bensenville, where we lived.

“Ya gonna say ‘I told you so,’ Robbie?”

At that moment, I felt every bit three times my twenty-five years.  While I would never understand homosexuality from personal experience, I did understand the fallout from a short, passionate, yet ultimately toxic romantic relationship.  And unlike my whack-job parents or my former Navy Hospital Corpsman service with the Marines would suggest, I loved my brother without doubts or hesitation.  Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken him into my apartment when the whack-jobs literally threw him out onto the street barefooted with only his jeans and boxers around his ankles on his body after catching him having anal sex in their garage on his thirteenth birthday.

So, I took Joe in just over a year ago.  I moved from a studio to a two bedroom apartment in the same building.  And there was almost never a dull moment, though most of them were more either fun or embarrassing than heartbreaking like now.

My answer was, “No, Joe.  I’ll tell you ‘I wish I’d been wrong,’ because I do wish I’d been wrong.  When you need to cry, I’ll hug you, because even straight men need to cry and be held.  When you need to talk, and you do need to talk, I’ll listen.  Girls are assholes too, ya know.”

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“She was wearing a gauzy peach-silk and lace mid-thigh length chemise, over red lace see-through panties.  The shoelace thickness shoulder straps stood out almost seductively against the skin of her shoulders.  Her finger and toe nails also sparkled with peach nail polish.  Her lipstick was a seductive dark red, and she wore only elegant traces of eyeliner.  Her thong type sandals were also light peach, with darker peach gauzy straps.  Her garments almost screamed passion and seduction.  However, there are some things a fifty-six year old woman with graying alopecia riddled stringy hair, general hygiene issues, and who weighed over five hundred pounds should never wear, particularly not to their mother’s funeral at the Baptist Church in a small Southern town.  And Aunt Chloe managed to easily check all the boxes.  For that short moment at least, Aunt Chloe was my hero.”

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Da Rulez.

1. Joe is not “stereotypical.”  But whatever makes a person choose their “sexual orientation” is over and done for Joe.  He has zero interest in girls or women.  He does not “look gay.”  He doesn’t look at girls either, and is occasionally noticed looking at guys he finds physically attractive.  He himself is physically attractive to both guys and girls, but not in any super-extreme way.  While he will struggle like any teenager, he will bring home dates of his preferred gender semi-frequently.
2. Likewise, Robbie has no interest in guys, and won’t “change his mind,” either.  He will also bring dates of his preferred gender home.
3. Robbie is not rich.  He works a full time job.  However, he is well-paid enough to adopt his younger brother without financial hardship or working “overtime” in whatever his job happens to be, health insurance and all.
4. Robbie is the “authority figure” in the house by mutual choice and agreement.  Joe will occasionally be grounded, have to do extra chores, and what-not.  Robbie will never abuse Joe because their mutual experiences with their parents make them recoil from such things.
5. If Robbie and Joe agree on spanking at all. it will happen only once. The infraction will be moderately severe, the spanking itself will be “bare-bottom” without being sexual or over the top, blows will be struck, and pain inflicted.  But the spanking will also end well before the “full course” in mutual revulsion, both brothers will agree that neither the infraction nor the spanking will ever happen again, and both brothers will still have to resolve the consequences from the original infraction.
6. There will be no drug use.  The only exception will be if Joe tries marijuana.  He will be caught outside of their apartment by Robbie the first and last time he tries it, and that will be the infraction big enough for number five.
7. While Robbie is the authority figure, the house isn’t run insanely strict.  Both Robbie and Joe drink, and drink together.  Neither Robbie or Joe are trying to be celibate or settle down, even though they aren’t trying to be promiscuous either.  They will repeatedly walk in on each other mid-act, and even end up with a double walk-in or two here and there.  This will both cause and relieve tension between the two brothers, depending on the circumstances.  This is “Adult FanFiction” after all.  And if either brother watches silently in shock, or tries and eventually fails to avoid the notice of the ones they walked in on, that’s just “reader service.”
8. Joe and Robbie both will be at least somewhat religious.  However, they will instinctively distrust “fundamentalist Christians” because of their experiences with their parents.
9. Joe and Robbie will both suffer from PTSD; Robbie because of fighting in combat, and Joe because of his upbringing being more traumatic than Robbie’s.  They won’t have or need a psychologist on speed-dial, though.  They might get some professional help, but will mostly work through their issues together.
10. Robbie should not be a disabled combat veteran.  If he is, it should be something physical but not immediately visible, such as a missing foot.  He will not have any level of Traumatic Brain Injury.  If he is missing a foot or both feet, Robbie will be well-adjusted, and the prosthetic will an occasional point of comedy.  “Joe, the next time you give your date a foot job, use your own foot, not mine!  And don’t forget to oil it after you finish cleaning it off.  I don’t like rust stains.”
11. Robbie and Joe will have other siblings.  Those siblings will share their parents’ religious beliefs and practices in full, and thus will not be welcome in Robbie’s or Joe’s lives.
12. Bonus points if one set of grandparents still lives in the deep South, and Aunt Chloe shows up at the funeral straight off of work as a brothel madam.

If anybody takes it up, let me know.  I’d be interested in reading it, especially if it’s well written.

Thanks.

 

Edited March 28, 2022 by Wilde_Guess
added missing letter