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 Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:03 pm
Right, so how this works is the first person posts a sentence, then the next person continues on with another single sentence. Eventually, it makes a story! Which we then can read out and sporfle over.
The only catch? You have to make it as zany as you possibly can!
References to whatever you want are o-kay.
To start:
One day, L grew a tree covered in candy from a bean that he bought from a mysterious man known only as the Medicine Seller...
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:07 pm
 "Seriousness is the refuge of the shallow."
...who had also offered him some antique pornography, which L had firmly but politely rejected, despite the temptation... - Oscar Wilde.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:07 pm
so the medicine man told him he has a secret.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:11 pm
"I have a secret, but I will only tell you once you have assembled a group of sturdy adventurers to go to Mount DOOM."
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:18 pm
"Fine." L said and then left. the medicine man laughed for he was a psycho.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:22 pm
L scoured the land for the very bravest of adventures, his first stop being a lake with a tentacle monster in it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:23 pm
"Seriousness is the refuge of the shallow."
For some reason, there was a strange girl selling tickets to go swim with it. - Oscar Wilde.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:24 pm
L bought a ticket then told the monster of his story. "I will help if you find me a mate." He said.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 7:04 am
L used his magic plot-device deductive powers to discover a tentacle monster mate finding device, but when he switched it on...
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 10:49 am
"Seriousness is the refuge of the shallow."
...it turned into a sparkly purple unicorn. - Oscar Wilde.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 1:33 pm
Tentacles McSquidgy (for that was his name) went "SNARFKHAGKNOMNOM" and ate the sparkle unicorn right up, oh no!
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 4:54 pm
But the unicorn was not so easily defeated and burst out of Tentacles McSquidgy's stomach, spraying stomach acid and nubile young girls everywhere!
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 8:12 pm
These young girls began to cry, no longer partying in McSquidgy's belly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 3:41 pm
"Seriousness is the refuge of the shallow."
This lead to McSquidgy's abdominal muscles ceasing their constant stimulation, causing his previously chiselled torso to turn into dough. - Oscar Wilde.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 9:39 pm
The nubile young girls subsequently attacked L for being a buzz kill.
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