"Game one, de Landa!" Manuel yelled as he slammed the domino down. Bruno Latour babbled–"but, but, but"–and the crowd roared.
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 7, 2013
Old Man Bogost looked out at the town. He could hear the stories being told with button presses and prompts. "Narrative," he muttered.
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 7, 2013
"No, that isn't the archive," Derrida said. He pointed at the box. The lid was on askew. "That's just a box of office shit."
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 8, 2013
Sloterdijk looked down. "No, I could totally make that." His comrade shook his head. "Yeah…no, yeah, I could totally make that."
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 11, 2013
"Hold on. Wait. You guys–wait. I need to tie my shoe," Nietzsche said.
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 26, 2013
Julia Kristeva scraped her foot along the ground. She lagged behind her group of friends. One turned around. "I stepped in poop," she said.
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 28, 2013
She decided to eat a peach. The faucet didn't work. "God damn it Judith," Judith Butler whispered to herself. Sticky hands all afternoon.
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) January 28, 2013
Brian Massumi waved his hands over his head. "My hat!" he yelled. "No, not that one! NOT THAT ONE! NOT THAT ONE! THAT ONE! YEAH! Thanks."
— CMRN KNZLMN (@ckunzelman) February 15, 2013
“Hey, wanker!” called out the anonymous troll.
Immediately, Louis Althusser turned his head in response.
“Pwned! You got hailed!” declared the troll, high-fiving his bro.
Donna Haraway was out shopping for Halloween costumes.
“How about this?” her girlfriend suggested, offering a Wonder Woman get-up.
“Nah, this is more my style” said Donna, as she inspects an off-the-rack 7 of 9 outfit.
(Clearly, i’m not quite as subtle about this as you are.)
Part of the form is limiting it to 140 characters. These are pretty good, though.