Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY
IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I
generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family
rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to
write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration
(quote, website, podcast, etc.) and then a thought or two that came to mind.
These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat,
irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if
anything comes of them.
H Trope: Above
Good and Evil (objectives are more valuable than meaningless considerations of
good and evil)
Current Event: “Swat
Sociopaths? I came up with the idea because I thought it would be useful for
sociopaths to be able to speak to one another. I thought that I would like to
meet other like-minded people, but there is absolutely no way to do that in
general life. Thus, an anonymous forum of sorts seemed the best way to go about
it.” (http://daily.swarthmore.edu/2013/03/20/qa-with-founder-of-new-anonymous-group-swat-sociopaths/)
Niya Ouellet
stared at the email. The minute she’d seen the advertisement on the UofM
Confessions wall, she’d been captured, bound, and gagged. Her pulse pounded in
her ears as her finger hovered over the SEND icon. A club for sociopath’s
sounded weird to her.
It also sounded
perfect. All she needed was to get together with others who thought like her
and together they could get rid of the people who were so jealous of her – and
others like her who were so gifted and talented.
She sent it.
Mehdi Claes stared
at his computer screen. The Dean of the Computer Science Department sat across
from him, staring at a mirror screen. She said, “How many of these have you
gotten so far?”
“Twelve,” said
Mehdi.
“You’re kidding.”
“Nope.” Mehdi took
a deep breath, held it, then let it out slowly. “It was a joke.”
“How many of these
people do YOU think are joking?”
Mehdi pursed his
lips. “I’m only a college freshman.”
“But you have a
brain. You also had the sense to text me and have me come and look at these.”
Professor Lenae touched her computer. If even one of these people is seriously
a sociopath...”
“A what?”
“Sociopath.”
“What’s that?”
“They aren’t
‘its’, they’re ‘whos’. They have brains that compel them to certain behaviors.”
“Like what?”
“Sociopaths are
charming, charismatic, spontaneous, intense, and are happy to betray people,
threaten or harm others without giving it a second thought. They are also outrageous liars. They hate to lose anything;
use their brainpower to deceive others; are entirely self-serving master
wordsmiths; they never apologize; are delusional and literally believe that
what they say becomes truth.”
“And there’s one
of these here?”
Professor Lenae
stared at him for some time before she said, “According to what you have here,
there are twelve.” She paused, shook her head and added, “And they think you’re
going to be their leader.”
Names: ♀Israel
(Jewish), French Canadian ; ♂
Tunisia, Belgian
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