A collective story

Street Musician Joined: 14 Dec 2002 Posts: 516

for those of you who are too dumb, a collective story is when someone starts off a story, and other people pick up where it left off, like that campfire game. the rules are as follows:
1. post no signatures, they mess up the story, and makes it harder to read.
2. try to write at least write vaguely similar to the person who posted before you (of course i suck at writing so i shoudnt be talking)
3. dont post off topic
4. no DRASTIC changes that would throw off the entire vibe of the story.
5. dont ruin it, because you dont like it, or the author. in other words: dont be a bitch.
6. GRAMMAR AND SPELLING! proofread! i dont give a crap about capitalization, but you can, if you must.

i'll start the story off.

_there once was a young boy, 12 or so, who spent all of his time away from his house. he was an honest and quiet boy who had no friends. he spent all of his free time either watching the tele or playing mmorpgs on his computer.
_one day, while looking for some extension cords in his basement, he uncovered his bicycle that he had neglected for years. he managed to dig it out of the pile of power tools and electronics that it was under. he inspected the bike very carefully, and noticed that it's tires were flat, and it was covered in minor scratches.
_after pumping some air in the bike's tires, he decided to take it out around the block. after circling his neighborhood several times, he noticed that there was a girl, walking alone next to the sidewalk, that he did not recognize from school. when she turned to look at him, he expected to recieve a barrage of insults and giggles, as he did often, being a "prep-proclaimed" loser. instead, she turned around, looked at him, with a soft smile, and said to him...

Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2003 5:54 pm

"hi whats you're name?"
surprised that she didn't call him names or throw things at him he rode over there and said his name was john. He found out that the girl was new here and he thought that he could finally make a friend. They talked for a while and then she asked if he wanted to come into her house.
He had never been over to a friends house before. After they got some drinks they went into the living room and the girl commenced in wailing him at halo. Even though he was losing he didn't feel bad, he felt the opposite.
She asked him what video games he liked. He told her that he liked mmorpgs and got her on one. She loved it, he told her that she could call anytime if they wanted to play together. She liked this and said okay. He then had to leave and rode home.
When he got home his mother was crying in the kitchen. When she saw him she said...

Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2003 8:30 pm

"I think I'll detonate 100 atomic bombs."

And so she detonated 100 atomic bombs. And the world ended.

THE END

Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2003 8:41 pm

holy crap!!!!!!! that was mean, why, that could have had endless poteintial (i think i spelled that right). WHY?

Street Musician Joined: 14 Dec 2002 Posts: 516

what the hell man?! that was mean! did you not read the rules, or do you not like me? which seems to be the case more often than not

Street Musician Joined: 13 Oct 2002 Posts: 402

ok... picking up from where summer soldier left off.

"THE END... of the world and everything in it" these were the words that resonated through john's head as he saw a bright flash

"ouch, my head" said john. "geez, where am i? the last thing i remember was mom, setting off those 100 atoms bombs."
huh?! atom bombs?!

john took a look at his body, and he realised that he was now a floating spirit, floating across space. "whoaHH!"
"gee, so it wasnt a dream after all.."
"mom, what could have made her set off those atom bombs? something mustve been troubling her. ive got to look for her"
"also, that girl...i never got her name. i wonder if she made it alive"
john took a glance at the smouldering space dust which was the remains of the planet earth.
"i guess not" ..maybe she's become a spirit too. ive got to find her.

suddenly, john saw an old man (a spirit, of course), with a long beard sitting alone on a small chunk of rock. "hey there" he called out. but the old man didnt reply.

floating closer, john called out again. "hey,mister, im looking for a friend, her name's....."

Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2003 8:12 am

when the old man screamed at "be quiet by cracky! im tryin to nap!!!!"
surprised he jumped back and then continued with his question, Jone her name is Jone.
The old man aggitated became crazy old man who used his beard like a whip. John, lightheaded from the beating, ran off. He saw Jone and flew to meet her when all of a sudden saten, in all his glory was pulled together from the nothingness of space.
And so it went that every christmas we all give thanks to the yuel time platapus and kill small children thanks to uncle saten.

The End

This last part was writen by three different people, the middle is mine and the last is my friend who needs his medication badly.

Street Musician Joined: 13 Oct 2002 Posts: 402

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The old man aggitated became crazy old man who used his beard like a whip

thats beautiful! or maybe im really bored, but that really made me laugh