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Post by damarust on Jan 29, 2008 21:21:51 GMT -5
Well this is a game ive picked up, and i always find it fun. So DO IT
Rules: You write a sentence that should follow the sentece before yours..
I'll go ahead and write the first two sentences as if I were two dofferent people.
1. Thomas Quincy led a lonely life in his flat in midtown London.
2. Although he had many lovers whom he slept with on a daily basis, he forced himself to adopt a new lifestyle and move permanently to the Bahamas, where he would become a shaman and cure the natives' STDs.
Now, go on. And remember, crazy is good.
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Post by daisy on Jan 30, 2008 0:30:04 GMT -5
But one day, he met the most beautiful young native girl.
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Post by damarust on Jan 30, 2008 21:19:55 GMT -5
Although he tried his best to ignore her, she creeped into his hut one evening, wearing nothing but a coconut neglige.
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Post by credo on Feb 1, 2008 10:31:56 GMT -5
However the coconuts soon found the hut and carried her off, butchering her and drinking her fluids in revenge for their lost tribesman.
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Post by damarust on Feb 1, 2008 13:52:56 GMT -5
After not getting any action that night, Quincy decided to take a morning trip to an island nearby, where he looked for crustaceans before seeing a tribe of cannibals near him.
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Post by credo on Feb 1, 2008 13:56:56 GMT -5
Luckily Quincy had gone to the Hertefordshire School for Delinquent Boys and knew how to fight, and more importantly how to escape a beating. He fashioned a vaulting stick out of a palm tree and leaped back to his home island, he then sharpened the stick with a flint tool and used it to fend off the savages. Finally, he lit the stick on fire and threw it at them. The cannibals had never seen fire before and declared Quincy they're god.
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Post by 11th Street Kid on Feb 1, 2008 13:56:59 GMT -5
They looked pretty bad and they didn't like Quincy. But they dressed themselves with string and oranges. Quincy couldn't resist the oranges.
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Post by credo on Feb 1, 2008 13:58:21 GMT -5
They reminded him of Yorkshire girls.
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Post by blinddog on Feb 2, 2008 0:20:39 GMT -5
Quincy was reminded of a local pub he would visit. Girls dancing to Hendrix's "Foxy Lady".... holding one close while the juke played "Oh Darlin'" by the Beatles. "Will I ever be there again?" he asked to no one.
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Post by credo on Feb 2, 2008 10:27:30 GMT -5
Hey, I remember you blind dog, welcome back. Sorry . . .
And Pastelle the dragon landed beside him, and in his rumbly voice said, Quincy, you are the last of the Mancunians, you must save the island from distraction by USAF.
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Post by damarust on Feb 2, 2008 11:25:04 GMT -5
Then, from the distance they heard the words they all dreaded "hey hey you you i don't like your girlfriend"...The dragon collapsed, and took half of the tribe under him until paleontologists 500 years from then discovered their remains. Quincy started his getaway before the monster got there.
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Post by credo on Feb 3, 2008 11:28:13 GMT -5
But the monster was fast and strong against recently pubescent girls with no mind of their own, Quincy was trapped.
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Post by damarust on Feb 5, 2008 12:11:44 GMT -5
He hid in a nearby cave, as the monster roared, "he was a skater boy!"
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Post by credo on Feb 6, 2008 9:46:13 GMT -5
The death rattle pierced his hiding place, he held his hands tight to his ears, but knew he could only hold out so long before it sent him mad . . . he needed a plan
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Post by damarust on Feb 6, 2008 14:58:15 GMT -5
Suddenly, he saw the salt-water. If only he could throw it at the monster and wash the eyeliner away...
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