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 Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 2:38 pm
This is a pretty simple game, one that will help everyone think more and try to write outside the box.
I'm going to write a sentence. The next person to reply writes a short story either about the sentence or including it. When they're done, they write a sentence underneath. The next person repeats the same process. It doesn't have to be serious, just try and have fun!
It seemed strange, trampling around in a foreign land.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 11:19 am
I looked around, where am I? My heart pumps, the steady thump-thump is the only noise I can hear.
Ill finish this later, sorry dont have time now...
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 1:09 pm
-poke poke- You gonna finish or what?
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 8:43 am
I'll finish!
My head was spinning wildly. My eyes were darting everywhere possible, trying to soak in all the sights while my ears absorbed all the sound. The new smells were mysterious. Just as mysterious as everything else. Each step I took was tenative, for I was afraid of falling or tripping, or stepping on something most unpleasent. A twisted knot formed in my stomach. The kind one gets when they don't know where they are. It seemed strange, trampling around in a foreign land. I felt alien in this mysterious new place. I felt as though I didn't belong.
I twisted around quickly, the sound of something coming sent a chill down my core. I stepped to the noise with utmost uncertanty, fearing for my life. Slowly, the noisemaker showed itself. It was as only a sister of mine.
"This way. There's a barn over here!" She told me.
Yes, it seemed strange trampling around in a foreign land, but I would have to get used to living in Massachusetts. After all, it was my new home.
My sentance: I do belive there is never enough, good sir!
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 12:33 pm
Haha, wow! That was really good, and it's funny!
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 11:21 am
The funniest part is, it was based on truth... this thread must not be very popular. It's dissapointing. I wanted someone to do something with my sentance...
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 12:59 pm
I know, it's very hard to get people interested in these forums. Most people are just into gold. -sigh-
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 4:53 pm
it's people like those that I feel compelled to slap with a salmon. You read that correct. I want to slap them with a salmon.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:17 am
I wanna play! mrgreen And for the sake of comedy, I'm using the post above me, even though she's left a sentence for me farther up.
"No," she said aloud, "I'm not going to take his crap anymore." Jessica Parker was beyond angry, and the only person standing between Jason Waters and his doom was Jessie's best friend, Alexia. "Please, Jessie, lay off. You really don't want to go through with this." Jessie, on the other hand, had a look in her eye and a grin spread across her lips that said otherwise. She had her back to the wall, and while Alexia tried to talk her out of her assault, she waited like a lion stalking its prey. In her right hand was a real, smelly, and wholly whole salmon. Like she'd said earlier, it was people like that she felt compelled to slap with a salmon. Jason had ticked her off good, and he'd done something that warranted her slapping him with a salmon. He walked calmly down the hallway, and he couldn't know for even a moment that fishy doom awaited him at the end. Even Alexia couldn't stop her, and Jessica was fully intent on slapping Jason silly. Jason cocked an eyebrow at Alexia, as he wasn't sure why she looked like she was talking to a wall, but he thought nothing of it. Instead, he rounded the corner. He saw Jessie, and then he saw the fish, but by then it was too late. The salmon connected with his face and made a dull 'splutch' sound, and it was over. Jason had been slapped with a salmon.
Now...I shall write a sentence. Hmm. How about "Doctor, we need your help defusing this atom bomb!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 10:40 pm
Hehe, atom bomb, you say? twisted
"Doctor, we need your help defusing this atom bomb!" Screeched the nurse in her annoying wheedling voice.
"Shut up, inferior staff member!!" The doctor backhanded her before returning to the atom bomb laying on his desk. The janitors had struck again, intent on destroying the hospital, as usual. But the doctor couldn't possibly let them win now, could he? His paycheck wouldn't arrive until next week! How could he allow the hospital to be destroyed before then? The thought of his employers deducting his salary sent shivers down his spine.
"Doctor!"
"Fine, Kathy, I'll do it!" He set to work, prying away the metal lid and inspecting the contents within, "Ah, it's a 470 Czechoslovakian model. I should have known that those janitors would have stooped to this."
"What are you talking about, doctor? Czechoslovakia isn't even a country-"
"Shut up, unnamed desk nurse!"
"I'm Karen, not Kathy-"
"Does it matter? You're voice is annoying! Shut up!"
"But, doctor!"
"Can't you see I'm diffusing a-"
DR. MACGRUBER!!!
My sentence is: The ninja stalked the black shadows, unseen, unheard.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 6:35 am
They were sneaky, he'd give them that. But if there was one thing he knew how to do, it was stalking. He was a Ninja among Ninjas, the best of the best, and the worst of the worst. There wasn't a thing he couldn't kill, and on this night, he was to kill two. They were a man and a woman, but they weren't what he was after. You see, the Ninja stalked the black shadows, unseen and unheard.
It wasn't long until he found a weakness. They couldn't see him. And they couldn't hear him. He would strike swiftly, ending their lives with a single swing of his blade. Yes, the time was now. The moon shone brightly over the couple, and then from behind them came the ninja's quarry: Their Black Shadows.
Silently, he leapt from the balcony, arms outstretched, legs kicked back, shrouded in darkness and flowing black cloth.
He hit the ground with a dull thud, and as quickly as it had started, it was over. They were sneaky. He'd give them that much.
Yeah...I got it from newgrounds, the Awesome series. Awesome Center Redux FTW. Now, I need a sentence... Aha!
"My name is Gunman Stan McKurt, and I shoot Evil in the Face."
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 7:19 pm
OH MY EFFING GOD! AWESOME CENTER!
His pale eyes showed no emotion. Not once did he quiver during this stand off. It was a battle of wits, a battle for life. A single twitch of the finger, a slight of the hand, and it was all over. The opposer lay dead, his face coated in their own blood.
"Remember, b*stards." He said, twirling the gun in his hands. "my name is Gunman Stan McKurt, and I shoot Evil in the face."
I've always wondered what it's like to be you; shunned by god and laughed at by the devil
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 10:48 am
Lol this looks like fun ^^
Malaki fell to the floor with a thud. "Thanks for the push, I needed that." He called, looking over his shoulder at Krow's henchmen. Turning his attention back to Krow, Malaki felt two emotions. Defeat and hatred. Hopelessness and anger. Suddenly, Krow's booming laugh interrupted his thoughts.
"You know, Malaki, part of the reason I despise you is because of how you live you're life. I've always wondered what it's like to be you; shunned by God and laughed at by the Devil." Krow laughed harder.
My sentence: "Hey! Ignoring me is only gonna make it worse!"
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