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Has anyone ever tried writing part of a tandem story? They're fun. mrgreen If you haven't, here's how it works: I'll give a starting paragraph, and everyone who's interested can take turns after that writing a paragraph or two of it. You can do anything you like in the space of your paragraphs, and make it as wierd as you like, but it has to build on, or at least take into account, what the person before you wrote.

It'll be a little like the random word story, come to think of it, but hopefully more coherent.

It's supposed to be wierd.
It will end when I get bored and decide to end it. Mwahahaha.

Without further ado, your opening paragraph:

It really started out innocently enough. Sam wanted to go to the yard sale, and since Binky's pet snails had already died the previous Saturday, and she had nothing else to to, she agreed to go with him. They left the house and strode merrily down the street into the beautiful spring morning, carefree, and unaware of the events about to occur.

Then Sam saw the jellybean.
(next?)

*Rose hits all of the lazy people over the head with a mallet.*
C'mon, people. I promise it's not difficult.



Sam swallowed nervously. Binky was still walking up ahead, unaware that anything had happened. "Binky," called Sam, "I don't feel so good. I think I need to sit down and rest."

Binky hurried back to where Sam was standing. "You look sort of funny," she said after a minute.

"What do you mean?" asked Sam.

((A DEMON BEAN. xd ))

However, Binky did not know about the awesome demonic power of such a simple little bean. As he patted her on the head, a strange feeling came over him. What is this?! he thought. He did not think it for long. Suddenly his eyes were glowing a rather intense shade of red. Or maybe a maroon. Well, it could've been more like a raspberry. But no matter.

Binky leapt away from Sam, who was frightened by the sudden movement. This new distance between them allowed Sam a choice look over Binky's form. "Binky, you're growing a..." Sam trailed off in horror.

Then suddenly, Binky and Sam's arch enemy, the purple flying monkey named Bob, came walking down the street. Bob turned and looked at Binky and Sam and bursted out laughing. "You guys look almost as weird as me now! One of you must've eaten that demon bean that was meant for one of the preps. Maybe you should give up on your dreams of being anything important and join the circus now," Bob said with a slight grin.

Bob looked shocked then growled at Sam, "How dare you...You FREAK!" The monkey then waved his fingers at her mysteriously and disappeared in a puff of technicolored logic.

Binky sighed and put one head in each hand, shaking them both. "My life is ruined! I wanted to be the president. I can't be the president now! Presidents have ONE head!" He began to sob ducking both heads between his knees, trying to curl in the fetal position.

"... A carrot!" She finished triumphantly. Binky sniffled and looked up her with all of his eyes.
"That's it?"
"No, not just any carrot." Sam frowned slightly, leaning back against a sudden tree that has no real relevance to the plot. "A carrot that has been blessed by... THE CARROT GUY!" Binky was so confused at her proclamation that he stopped crying and just looked at her with confusion.
"The carrot guy? I thought he was just a myth!"
"He's real, alright. So real that we need to go on a long quest to find him."

{{Yay! Quests! x3;;;}}

"guarded by a hop-toad," finished Bob triumphantly.
"A what?" Squawked Binky.
"A hop-toad," said Bob, sounding annoyed. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Let's just do it," Sam hissed at Binky. "We don't want him getting mad at us, and I'm getting tired of these horns. I don't care if it is a hop-toad."
"Fine," Binky grumbled. Then he turned to Bob, who was blinking innocent monkey eyes. "We'll get your chocolates, but remember, you have to let us talk to the carrot guy."
"Of course," soothed Bob, "just get me my chocolate."

With one last suspicious look at Bob-the-purple-flying-monkey, the two friends turned and walked in the direction of the candy store.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," muttered Binky.

(the characters appear to have switched genders. How peculiar. The curse of the ambigious pronoun.)

((I think that would have been my fault. Both "Sam" and "Binky" sounded like male names to me - despite Binky being an odd name, anyway - and I've had a girl friend named Sam before, so in your opening paragraph, I read the pronouns that way. I suppose the story's no less interesting for it, at least.)) sweatdrop



"I guess I've been a little too concerned with the fact that I now have TWO HEADS to pay attention to what gender I am or aren't, currently!" Binky shot back, obviously irritated. The Candy Shoppe was growing nearer with each step (as things tend to do when you walk toward them), and there was still no sign of what Binky had imagined would have been some sort of enormous spiky evil black hop-toad of doom guarding it. Binky had assumed it would be such a toad they would have to get past to get Bob's chocolates, because fate needed to laugh once in a while.

Sam voiced Binky's worries, "We're almost there and I don't see anything. Maybe the hop-toad is on vacation or something?" Nonetheless, Sam started walking a little closer to Binky, as fear began to creep up her spine, cold as ice. What could possibly be waiting for them there, if not a giant hop-toad of doom? Would they simply be able to pick up this normal hop-toad and walk inside the store? Was Bob the purple flying monkey afraid of hop-toads? Was the narrator getting tired of asking rhetorical questions? How could anyone know, until the story moved forward again...?