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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:35 pm
Yup. I did it. Okay guys, this is another game, but this is for the LITERATE people, k? I'll start the story with one sentence. The next person will put the next and so on. PLEASE try and contain run on's. If a character is speaking, make sure we know who. Totally retarded story lines are very much in... I'm all for off the wall twists and turns, just try not to kill characters back to back. Atleast let them find a place in the story. Questions? Ask. OOC = Out of Context and will be put in ((double parenthesis)).
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Shamira sat stroking the knotted fur on her left paw with her rough tongue while her owner Kuzko had gone inside to gather some things for the evening plans.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:17 am
The sound of several objects falling starled Shamira, and the loud curses of her owner could be heard inside.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 10:45 pm
Shamira ran inside and saw Kuzko laying on the floor unconcious with a pan laying next to him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 9:50 am
Shamira laughed and pointed at Kuzko while poking him with stick.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 9:56 am
Kuzko, annoyed by the poking stick, woke and brough his hand to the large bulge on his forehead where the pan had took him down.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 7:26 am
Kuzko was so angered by being poked that he pulled a 12 inch knife from his belt and stabbed Shamira behind her ear and directly into her brain, however she was not as much of a cat as an elder god asuming the form of a cat so she was fine.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 7:30 am
then it was shamiras turn to be enraged, she stood up and lifted kuzko by the neck, she then flicked her wrist around trying to snap his neck.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 9:37 am
Kuzko laughed at this as his neck snapped and his head bobbled.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 9:27 am
then shamiras stomach exploded
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 9:40 am
Two janitors in stained dark blue jump suits mopped up the mess and brought in two new main characters.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 1:46 pm
NEW STORY! (4-8-06)
The birds had all left for the autumn, and it was now my turn to follow.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:23 pm
But as I leaped for my freedom, attempting to take flight, the shackles of my legasy pinned me down.
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 10:01 am
I had looked forward to the day I could take flight and leave with those birds, yet every fall something came up, pinning me down forcing me to put my dreams behind me untill the following autumn.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 2:02 am
I curled up to sleep, moping about the missed oportunity.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 1:42 pm
While I was sleeping, the birds came back and perched around me.
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