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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 6:19 pm
Okay, I once played this in class. It works like this: One person starts off a story and another person adds on to it.They can make the person in the story do anything that they want. This, in effect, can create a never-ending story if done correctly. It's one of the only things in the guild that doesn't require a bio to be created (Yet.), since the story already has a character created.
It's also an idea warm up if you don't know how to improv. stories on the spot.
The only rules are the posts must follow the Gaia Terms of Service and The Guild Rules. Let your mind expand and free itself. =)
I'll start us up here.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 6:20 pm
A man walks down the street and looks at the area around him.
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:31 pm
His name was not known at this point, in war names weren't important, just the number of enemies slain. He was the sole survivor of the army brigade that he had just gotten home from. It had been four years since he was last here, and he was ready for a little fun.
He continued to walk down the street holding his military issued blade behind his head with both hands.
((Is this how you want it?))
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:35 pm
((Yeah, Perfect!))
He walked into the local bar, everyone looked at him. He sat down at the bar and ordered a beer.
The bartender said to him
"Hey buddy, your kind isn't welcome here, especially in this town."
"And why not?"
"Well, you lost the war, and we don't like losers."
He didn't know what how to respond to that, but he held his ground.
He responded:
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 2:38 pm
"Look. All I want is a drink and maybe a bite to eat, then I'll be on my way."
The bartender continued to eyeball him suspiciously however when he filled his glass.
The sheriff of the town tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey babykiller,would you mind leaving the bar?" he asked.
It took a lot of patience to deal with them because these people were really starting to push him to the breaking point.
He said nothing while he was drinking, as the officer continued to push him to leave.
The officer pushed him to the floor and the beer flew everywhere, the glass flying out of his hand and crashing into pieces on the floor.
"Heh. Guess you were a pushover in combat, this is my turf now you get off, or I'll put you in jail. Got that?"
What he didn't know was that he was a green beret back in the war. He looked up at the sheriff and said to him:
((Now someone else give it a try.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 6:26 pm
"You just don't know when to quit."
With that the new comer placed one of his feet in between the sheriff's legs. He hen pushed off the bar, spinning around on the floor. The sheriff toppled to the ground at the same time the stranger got to his feet. The ex-green beret looked around the bar, looking to see any threatening movement.
((Muhahaha, I like to see mean sheriffs get the stuffing kicked out of them! I think it's because of westerns.))
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 6:28 pm
((Already, you're a natural to how this story is run.))
With that, he said to the crowd:
"Well what the hell are you looking at?" in raising anger.
He walked out of the bar, as people withdrew their guns. He turned to face them all.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 6:43 pm
"Get out of our town now!!!" The people said. "This is your last chance!!!"
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 6:01 pm
He did a barrel flip off of the roof, and made it seem like he was going to attack them.
But he didn't.
He said "Psyche!!!"
And he headed up torward the town limit.
The sheriff got up.
"I'm gonna get that sun-of-a-b***h!!!" he said. ((In dialect, I misspelled it on purpose.))
He ran to his police car.
"Boy's, let's get 'em!!!"
They floored the petal.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!"
They cheered, as they headed to run the nameless beret over with their car.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 7:34 pm
((What the hell, why doesn't anyone come and check this out?))
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 7:47 pm
((I don't know, I gotta tell you I'm having fun here though.))
He ran down the street grabbed a hanging tree branch and flipped on to it.
He span around and then the police tried to shoot him.
They shot the branch and he fell on the ground.
The tire was aiming for his head, but he couldn't move because his back was hurting badly.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 8:14 pm
A shot rang out through the night, cutting the darkness a light less world creates. The tire of the moving vehicle shattered into a thousand rubber pieces, causing the machine to veer to the left. The solider watched this happening, wondering what in the world had happened. He found out a moment later as a laser-targeter fell upon the vehicle's engine, blasting away the usefulness of the metal monster.
((How's that? whee ))
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 8:41 pm
((********' A!!! ^_^))
A swiftness moved in the trees and the soldier blackened out from exhaustion.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 6:39 pm
((Time to throw a monkey wrench in this story.))
When he came to, he found that he was miles from the town. All that he wanted to was get a meal, and they just treated him disrespectfully.
So, after recovering from his injuries, he left the hospital and headed back to the town.
He saw the police's best assassin dressed in black. The assassin drew his weapon, and likewise did he.
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The Unknown Shadow Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 5:04 pm
A voice off to the side broke the intensity of the moment.
"You should try to avoid fights more often, it helps you live longer you know."
A clean shaven man with short blond hair stepped from the shadows near the solider. In his arms he carried a large rifle with a long scope on its top. He looked from the solider to the assassin then sighed.
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