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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:20 pm
Ready for a fun game to get your creative juices flowing? I am! (ugh, pun!)
Here are the rules and directions:
1: Each new statement or collection of sentences (length is not a regulated restraint—see rule 7, below) must follow the format: I am [the/a] ____________ that kills(or otherwise destroys) [the/your] ________________.
2: The subject (the ______ of I am ______) of the previous entry must be destroyed in your new statement. You (the new ______ of I am ______)cannot be destroyed as collateral damage to whatever event causes the death of the previous subject. There must always be something for us to kill.
3: Vulgarity or sexual innuendo will not be tolerated. Racism or other diminutive slurs will not be tolerated.
4: All entries are subject to my proofing and editing for content and grammatical correctness.
5: If I post something that seems impossible to kill or otherwise destroy, deal with it. Get creative.
6: Entries that demonstrate exceptional creativity and craft or particularly stunning word choice are more likely to win.
7: While length is not a restriction, each entry must be to-the-point. Explanation, modification, and/or sentence structure must all serve the purpose, which purpose is firstly, destroy the previous subject and secondly, supply appropriate context for understanding it. Otherwise, be as long and ridiculous as you want.
8: I will always credit the author of each winning entry. If you don’t want to be credited, give me a good reason why you shouldn’t.
9: You’re encouraged to reference well-known novels, stories, children’s books, movies, or other appropriate cultural icons.
Have at it! Have fun, guys! I'll start it off.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:21 pm
I am the cheesey Hallmark card sitting on the countertop.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:55 pm
Veiled Seraph I am the cheesey Hallmark card sitting on the countertop. I am the great and powerful fire demon Calcifer that incinerates the cheesey Hallmark card sitting on the countertop while trying to heat up water for Master Howl because it seems like it's the only thing I ever get to do.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 3:51 am
I'm great and nasty tempered bucket of hogwash and I as I'm angered, course Hogs didn't wanted to eat me I'm just taking my anger out by spilling on to the Calcifer.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:30 am
I am the black starved-for-five-days-with-psycic-fusion-powers that eats the hogwash out of hunger, then throws up in the bucket, and tosses it to the fully grown Norbert, who burns it to ashes, and spits it out on Hagrid.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 6:25 pm
I am the giant meteor. I can't help falling from space any more than I could have helped hitting Earth. I fall upon and crush the black starved-for-five-days-with-psychic-fusion-powers, thus completely destroying everything for miles around.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 1:13 am
I'm Captain Planet I blast meteor into the pieces and let plants and animals settled on the piece of Earth witch it destroyed, of course I make them grow faster and bigger with my superpowers and soon they became a nasty mutants...
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 1:27 pm
I am the Tree of Life, Yggdrasil, since Captain Planet mutated me, I grew arms and the weapons of angels, my body is now completely angelic and I use my powers of magic to blink Captain Planet out of existance.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 1:54 pm
I am a giant bottle of Weed-Wacker and I mist Yggdrasil into the afterlife with a cloud of poison.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 2:00 pm
I am the Subtle Knife, I can cut through anything and survive. I cut through the bottle of weed wacker and watch it seep into nothingness.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 2:43 pm
I am an easily tickled wielder of the subtle knife who was once surprised while trying to cut through dimensions. I lost concentration, laughed really hard...and shattered the blade.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 2:57 pm
I am big bird, and I am molting. One of my feathers flies on a light breeze toward the easily tickled wielder of the subtle knife, brushing him on the ankle. The easily tickled wielder of the subtle knife falls down laughing, but falls on a conveniently placed garden gnome, which comes alive and starts beating the wielder with its little pottery shovel until the wielder passes out and is thrown into the garden pond.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 6:49 pm
I am an enraged 7-year-old. What do they mean, 'just costumes'? They're real! I know they are! I see a flaw in the costume the next day and go berserk. I find 'big bird' if that's his real name, and beat him with my tiny fists until he is no more.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 12:52 am
I'm a seventh-years-old father who was used and thrown aside by it's mother now I come back and in a revange I kidnap the kid and bread it as an emo - so it kills itself...
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 12:34 pm
I am a R.O.B. I walk up to the father and zap him with electricity so he dies.
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