All I want is to direct. All I want is to write. All I want is

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>>5363961
Anyway, so over time Huskus befriends Jimmy "Blue Eye" Granger, a young whitey from a wheat farming family that has worked the fields hard; him and Huskus trade countless boring stories about how awful manual labor is and the practicality of having a dedicated slave race. As their beautiful friendship grows, they make their way to the championship, winning against various teams such as the South Carolina Community College "Shuck 'n' Jives", the Alabama Trade Union "Spirituals", and the Louisiana Middle School "Black on Black Violence", all whose names have appropriated Huskus' culture in some way, and needless to say eventually he has had enough and goes insane with rage, wiping out the entire Mississippi Elementary School "Niggers" in the bloodiest attack the state has ever seen since all those lynchings. Luckily, Huskus is able to charm the governor with a field song, a dance, and some negro cotton magic, which leads to his pardon and invitation to the Governor's Ball. The invitation is respectfully declined by Huskus - "I don't need no bigshot white man to tell me how to have fun" (cut to barn party).

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>>5363963
After a multitude of similar incidents, each played off skillfully by Huskus, they have finally made it: The Championship! All they have do to is best the Kansas City Intercollegiate "Drive-Bys" and they, The Georgia LGBT Club "Race-Mixers" (having, due to Huskus' influence, long since changed their club and name from the "KKK" and "Lynchers" respectively) will be the NJCAA champs. In all the glitz and glamour of his profession and stardom, however, Huskus has fallen into the wrong scene - the jazz scene. His heroin addiction quickly starts to take its toll on him, and he is often seen playing with a fresh needle sticking out of his arm, which leads to many personal fauls and a new rule about "improvised weaponry" in the NJCAA rule books.

It's the night before the "big game", as Huskus calls it, and excitement is in the air. The team is holding its pre-game drinking contest, and it's one of the best they've ever had. Huskus had earlier been talking about how the "Drive-By" is an important ritual in his culture, and so victory is assured. But, Jimmy asks, after a failed kegstand, "where's Huskus?" Cue the bathroom door creaking open, and a shot of Huskus slumped on the toilet seat with a froth of spittle on his mouth and multiple needles sticking out of various appendages. "Oh my god, he visited the jazz club again!" Jimmy yells, and rushes over to Huskus, who is now incoherently bubbling about obscure time signatures. Jimmy tries to rip the needles out, but it's too late, Huskus has b'd his last ball. Hugging his friend, Jimmy weeps "why, Huskus, why?"

"I just wanted to be a hoop dream and score a goal, like my people never done".

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>>5363966
These are Huskus' final words, and the improvised burial immediately following is a solemn occasion, indeed. Standing up from the roadside ditch, Johnny wonders "how will we beat the team and win at sports now?"

Cut to the start of the big game. The Kansas City coach has shot himself, and half the team won't play. "Huskus wouldn't want us to play without him, and also the coach I guess" is their sad refrain. Jimmy does his best to rally his fellow team mates, but nothing is working, and each play is another reminder of their impending loss. We reach the bottom of the fifth, and final, inning, with the score at 11 to 21, one of the highest scoring games in the history of the NJCAA. At this point almost the entire team has given up, leaving just Jimmy alone on the court, trying his best. He looks at the clock, with only 10^16 femtoseconds remaining, Jimmy hears Huskus in his head "You gotta do it for me, whitey".
The members of the opposing team are, at this point, just standing there and taunting Jimmy, so, catching them off guard, he punches the one with the ball while the ref isn't looking, and immediately runs backwards past his goal and off the court. "This one's for you, Huskus! I'm getting the basket-goal you always wanted to get!", Johnny yells as he shoots from the double-your-entire-score line. The entire world is watching, whether it be the audience in the SportsDome Hi-Fi Durex Arena; people enjoying the casual pick-up game on their TV from the comfort of their home; or 5th dimension super-psychics via mind-visualization from vivid radio-wave interpretations of the scene; everyone is tuning in, and time seems to freeze in that moment as the ball hangs in the air for five minutes due to freak wind gusts, then finally drops perfectly through the goal ring.

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>>5363968
The crowd erupts in a cheer as the ref, clad in his official black B-Ball robe to show piety to the twin gods of luck and perseverance, blows the game dead. 22 to 21! As a celebration erupts, the camera pans in on an old man in the audience, white, but with a black soul, slowly rising and clapping. Who could it be? Why, it's me! The director! I'm making my cameo, and as my face fills the frame I utter my line:
"Now that's a slam dunk."
The screen instantly cuts to black and there are no credits just the Swedish word for "Ending" which is "Slut".

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>>5363961
Does planet basketball really exist? How do we know for sure?

>>5363975
Every planet is a basketball in God's game of hoops.

>>5363966
nice dubs

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Damn.

Wow

>>5364049
>>5364073
If I kickstart this movie will its funding be successful?

1 million dollars

>>5364083
I can promise you AT LEAST seventy-five cents.

m8 your story is shit

>>5364103
blocked
>>5364097
1 million dollars - 75 cents
who else will fund

>>5364108
nobody

>>5364110
i bet i could pay a bum one dollar to fund 50 cents

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I want to write something too. WOWOWOWOWOWOSOSOWOSOSOSOSOSOSWOOOOOOOOOO
Thank you.

>>5363961
>a freak sweet tea accident.
dropped

>>5363961
That's a pretty good story you got there, I think it could us a bit of touching up though. At the end we should have Jimmy use the concussive forces of hip hop played at max volume to manipulate the b-ball into the hoop.

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gen manchem is strate up geniouse and i knew it from his first ever post
i laft i cried i shook my head in reverence & jealousy !
u smart u kewl excellent as always