View Full Version : Let's Write a Story ...
Elite Hunting
01-30-2006, 11:17 PM
I'm bored, so here's a lame idea I came up with.
Let's write a story. Each person contributes one sentence. It can be strange, sexual, complete gibberish, political rhetoric or whatever. Let the tale wander wherever, just leave it somewhat open-ended for the next person (i.e., don't write "And they all died", etc.). Lame idea ... sure. But what else do ya gotta do ... sleep?
Anyway, I'll start it off and we'll see where it goes...
Here it is:
His face darkened as he looked out onto what remained of America.
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known.
Slacker
01-30-2006, 11:23 PM
Edit: damn you beat me..
Elite Hunting
01-31-2006, 01:22 AM
Okay, let's try it again ... this time cut and paste the previous sentences, add yours & post.
Here's what's so far ...
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known.
Sentence #3, any of my fellow bored posters?
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people it fell.
Elite Hunting
01-31-2006, 01:35 AM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
FuckedOver
02-25-2006, 07:23 AM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people, it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
So he travelled 'round the world from year to year, each one found him aimless, one more year the worse for ware, he's been back to south east asia, he knows the answer isn't there but he's drifting off to check things out again.
beefjavelin
02-25-2006, 09:13 AM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people, it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
So he travelled 'round the world from year to year, each one found him aimless, one more year the worse for ware, he's been back to south east asia, he knows the answer isn't there but he's drifting off to check things out again. When he arrives he is approached by an old man, who claims to know what he is seaching for.
FuckedOver
02-25-2006, 06:55 PM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people, it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
So he travelled 'round the world from year to year, each one found him aimless, one more year the worse for ware, he's been back to south east asia, he knows the answer isn't there but he's drifting off to check things out again. When he arrives he is approached by an old man, who claims to know what he is seaching for.
Apparent it becomes, the man he met is an enemy.
beefjavelin
02-25-2006, 07:56 PM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people, it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
So he travelled 'round the world from year to year, each one found him aimless, one more year the worse for ware, he's been back to south east asia, he knows the answer isn't there but he's drifting off to check things out again. When he arrives he is approached by an old man, who claims to know what he is seaching for.
Apparent it becomes, the man he met is an enemy.
The man draws a sword from what seem like nowhere and stands in position to attack.
FuckedOver
02-26-2006, 12:31 AM
His face darkened as he looked out on what remained of America. He was sick from radiation, a greater fatigue he had not known. His city, once the crown jewel of the plains, had been laid waste by a bomb no larger than any of the seven million people, it fell. Despite the carnage, he couldn't find tears to help extinguish his despair.
He was now without family and friends; enemies, however, were sure to be an integral part of the years that lay ahead.
So he travelled 'round the world from year to year, each one found him aimless, one more year the worse for ware, he's been back to south east asia, he knows the answer isn't there but he's drifting off to check things out again. When he arrives he is approached by an old man, who claims to know what he is seaching for.
Apparent it becomes, the man he met is an enemy.
The man draws a sword from what seem like nowhere and stands in position to attack.
Mean while across the sea in the icy peaks of the old Empirial ranges The evil over lord Dayhock was plotting a diabolical scheme.