Make a story, a sentence each
Started by Dirt, Feb 01 2007 11:12 AM
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#22
Posted 09 March 2007 - 06:01 PM
Polygyny - the cop realized that he had been dreaming in a dream, and forced himself to wake up... in his bed in the year 2553... but he wasn't alone - his Elite wife was making him breakfast!
If you meet me:
Have some courtesy,
Have some sympathy,
And some taste.
Use all your well-learned politesse,
Or I'll lay your soul to waste.
#23
Posted 09 March 2007 - 08:22 PM
lol your all shit at making storys i am the best here lol read my descriptive language!!!
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#24
Posted 14 March 2007 - 10:41 AM
And me!
Well this is a bit messed up so what about starting a new one...
It is a late afternoon in September. The river flows slowly between the steep, wooded hills of the valley in south-western France. The setting sun shone lights of spectrum that danced on the surface of the current. It is quiet. A man is sitting on a flat rock. He is alone, he sat still, he sat silent, like a stone statue left behind. After a while he bend to look at something - a fish perhaps. Then as he did so there was a sudden splash in the water. He put his hand up to his ear. On his fingers there were curious red liquid. He falls foreword into the river and disappears over its muddy water.
He dived down as deep and far as he could, getting away from the sharpshooter and despite the pain in his ear. Good for him he saw the fish. He retired from the MI6 5 years ago, and now a person wants to avenge him. Vengeance. He tried to hold his breath as long as he could, whilst he swam under the surface.
Well this is a bit messed up so what about starting a new one...
It is a late afternoon in September. The river flows slowly between the steep, wooded hills of the valley in south-western France. The setting sun shone lights of spectrum that danced on the surface of the current. It is quiet. A man is sitting on a flat rock. He is alone, he sat still, he sat silent, like a stone statue left behind. After a while he bend to look at something - a fish perhaps. Then as he did so there was a sudden splash in the water. He put his hand up to his ear. On his fingers there were curious red liquid. He falls foreword into the river and disappears over its muddy water.
He dived down as deep and far as he could, getting away from the sharpshooter and despite the pain in his ear. Good for him he saw the fish. He retired from the MI6 5 years ago, and now a person wants to avenge him. Vengeance. He tried to hold his breath as long as he could, whilst he swam under the surface.
#25
Posted 15 March 2007 - 09:30 PM
bullets whistled and cracked as they broke the surface of the water. as they went further inot the water they came to a gentle stop. his lungs throbbed and thoughts and memories flashed through his mind as another shower of lead pierced the water
Edited by olli, 16 March 2007 - 02:07 PM.
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#26
Posted 16 March 2007 - 02:40 AM
He has a flashback of when he was 8 years old, and he was firing a shower of bullets onto another man. his brother. After the flashback he saw the face of the shooter, and it was his brother. His weapon supplier was Tank Johnson, which is now in jail because of probation violations. The brother used up all his uzi ammo, so he took out a M60 and pointed it at the other dude who is for some reason in the water. I do not know why, maybe it is because i only read the last post
Edited by Canterbury, 16 March 2007 - 02:41 AM.
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