Write a Story Game

AdeleS

First of all, hope I have the right board, if not, please feel free to move to correct one.

Game goes like this: Each poster writes a part of a story, can be 2 or 3 sentences per poster. Each post should obviously follow on from the previous post. Please keep it clean (if that's possible):rolleyes: Also try to put story text in different colour.

When, and if, we finally reach the end, I will post the finished story in one thread.

Ok here goes, good luck and happy writing



Jack O'Rourke awoke suddenly. There was the sound of sirens outside the window and the room was lit up by flashing lights. What the hell is going on, he thought to himself.

Shabadu

Oh no! They've found me! Jack O'Rourke sweated fervently- he knew these would be his last moments alive. Colonel Jack O'Neill burst through the door- "You know what I hate about paedophiles? YOU'RE ALL FÚCKING IMMATURE ASSHOLES!" The blast from the Zat'Nik'Tel ended the first Jack O's sordid life.

He had finally tracked down the molester that had been the *true* reason for his son's suicide. He flung himself sobbing into Tea'lc's welcoming embrace. "Your son is at peace now O'Neill, maybe you too can now find peace." His gaze wandered over Jack's face.

Tea'lc dropped a hand. Jack responded enthusiastically to his lover's touch, as usual. He ran his hands over Tea'lc's hard, rippling chest, and stared deep into his eyes... "There's something I have to tell you..."

AdeleS

Just then, the door of the room flung open and in burst the bedraggled, drunken figure of the Colonel's wife, Charlotte. The two men quickly parted. "What the hell are you doing here", the Colonel screamed, as he watched his wife's eyes settle on the bed where Jack O'Rourke lay in a pool of blood.

"Oh my God", she whispered, hardly able to speak, "what have you done"?

Redhairedguy

"I was...." began o' Neill feebly, "resusitating Tea'lc here.... he was em... drowning and I had to... give him mouth to mouth!" Charlotte's eyes near burst from her head... "No you dozy fag...." she screamed wildly "Why have you killed my brother?!?" It came back like a headache, all those wild family get-togethers, the drunken humour of laughing with your relatives. "Damn!!!" exclaimed O'Neill weakly. "God damn this fúcking alzheimers!"

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The situation had reached an impasse.

It was therefore a pleasant relief for all concerned when, no more than five seconds later, the room exploded into flames. This was an American Military base in Okinawa, Japan, and it was not immune to the backlash against the aggressive posturing of the American Military-Industrial Complex. Nobody liked the American presence on the island much, but it had taken an outsider – outraged at the immunity afforded to Jack and his ilk by the Status of Forces agreement in light of a string of abductions of young Japanese children – to finally take action. The action? To firebomb the base in the hope of causing maximum damage. The result? A few less paedophiles and second rate, drugged out recruits so brainwashed by TV they were totally convinced they were living the extraordinary lives of their Sci-Fi heroes.

The outsider herself was called Nessa – a pale skinned German woman in her late twenties, her vibrant red-hair matching her fiery passion for extracting vengeance – no matter what cost.

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the mounting sexual tension became too much. They all died of heart failure.

Capt'n Midnight

and were resurrected by Hollywood's need for a sequel

psicic

However, Nessa left Chiro and his band of teenage bikers/freedom fighters to deal with the zombie hordes of the American base. She had other things to do.

In the brief respite the helicopter trip to the Chinese Mainland afforded her, she breathed a heavy, depressed sigh. She remembered the mission that had first led her to Okinawa, that had led to her meeting Chiro and his gang and had afforded her the opportunity to do something at least half-way resembling justice - no matter how bloody.

"Justice? More like the act of a desperate woman trying to ease her conscience." she paused momentarially, shuddered at the thought, took a list from her pocket and crossed off a name. There were 11 names left on the list.

"Only 45 hours left.." she muttered to herself.

45 hours until...

MagnumForce

But before she could finish her thought, an explosion rocked the helicopter as a ground-to-air missile detonated mere feet away.

"****!" she thought "They've found me!"

The Japanese secret Police had been on her tail from the very start, but she had always kept one step ahead, but now it seemed they had finally caught up with her, and having nowhere to go but down, she sensed the worst...

psicic

The helicopter was nose down, spiraling towards the ground. Nessa glanced to her left - the bloody mess that was once the pilot slumped over the controls.

The ground was rushing towards the helicopter and Nessa had wasted valuable seconds coming to grips the situation. Throwing caution to the wind, she jumped out of the cockpit.

Spreadeagled, her descent slowed somewhat, but she knew that unless she thought of something, she'd be dead as soon as she hit the ground.

Suddenly, she heard...

kyp_durron

Suddenly, She heard the cries of sea cormorants all around her, she knew this was bad, sea cormorants been the most evil entities known to man.

She swated at the cormorants, who were going for her eyes, before she what was happening she was locked in a violent embrace with the leader of the cormorants.

The ground loomed ever closer...

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...Splat!

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She wiped the gooey mess from her eye - these sea cormorant were evil...but they had damn good aim!

Nessa looked around, there was something missing. Rapidly rising ground? Check! Trailing line of black smoke leading to the impact site of the downed helicopter? Check! Sea Cormorants?...?...?

Before Nessa had the chance to scream "Oh my God! What happened to the Cormorants?"

A barb struck her leg, stopping her descent with a whip-lash inducing snap. Hooked like a fish, Nessa looked up to see the black helicopter of her pursuers start to slowly reel her in like a fish.

Things were not looking good.

Capt'n Midnight

But luckily enough the penguin spoke esperanto and was able to say "qwák qwák qwák qwákqwákqwákqwákqwák qwwák qwák qwááák! " to the one legged duck

Demetrius

The penguin and duck, both in Nessas backpack, had a plan. They told Nessa, a fluent Esperato speaker, as she was being reeled in. She cut the rope with her knife and reaching around, undid the top of her back-pack. As she fell again, the penguin and duck emerged and started flapping vigorously whilst trying to keep a firm hold on the back-back. Which was a bad idea as the penguins feet couldnt grasp and was unable to fly, and the one legged duck was also nicely handicapped. The duck said "feck this", grabbed the penguin in his bill and headed for the lake down below.

Nessa looked down and knew shed meet her death...

MagnumForce

Just then her young lover George, who she had left back in England two years ago before coming to Asia, appeared on the skyline flying the Bi-plane she has so dispised whilst they had been together. The object which she had always feared would take her lovers life was now about to save hers.

Her relief was shortlive however as she came crashing down onto the wing of Georges plane. Winded, she lost her grip and found herself sliding off the edge! In a desperate attempt to save her life she grabbed at one of the struts of the wing...

Demetrius

The author turned his eyes away from the PC. It was useless. This Nessa character was going nowhere (except down of course). The narrative had to take some other direction, somewhere new, somewhere-other.
Yes, he thought, Im almost on the cusp...

When suddenly the door blew in. Orange smoke surrounded him, making him cough and sputter. He was grabbed by burly figures in black, who he could just make out through his watering eyes and felt a sharp jab in his arm. As he drifted off into sleep, he whispered to himself, "they know about the Jade Monkey"...

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The Penguin awoke, much to the relief of the duck. The penguin had hit its head and had been mumbling in fluent Esperanto something about orange smoke and jade monkeys – the duck knew the penguin was taking ‘the drugs’ again but now, together, they’d get off the Mary Jane and speed wagon and take one day at a time.

Meanwhile, in Sydney, Australia, a buzzer sounded in Mac’s Office. John ‘Mac’ MacDonald, head of Special Projects Team 9 for OmniEverythingDot Corp, pressed a button on his desk.

His secretary’s voice came through the diminutive, yet oddly outdated, speaker.

“Mr. MacDonald. Mr. Sakamoto reports success. He says…he says ‘Have landed and sedated catch. Had to use two barbs and down an old biplane. Will expedite her return to the Company’s Northern Territory Branch. Will arrive in 6 hours.’ That’s all, sir.”

Mac cracked a sadistic smile.

“He didn’t mention the duck…or the penguin?”

“No, Sir.”

That was unfortunate, he thought.

“Miss Stevenson, tell the old man’s secretary that my team’s going to site 6 in the Northern Territory. Also, get a call through to the diagnostic team – Dalton, if you can reach him.”

"Yes sir"

He'd miss the duck and penguin if they didn't return - they may have been stoners, but he had had many conversations with them in fluent Esperanto. Nessa...Nessa he just didn't like. She was bit too much of a...what was the word? Oh, yeah, bit too much of a self-centered, egotistical bitch for his liking. Though she was hot.

Capt'n Midnight

Damn she was hot. Just like any pale skinned German woman in her late twenties, her vibrant red-hair matching her fiery passion for extracting vengeance. Running through his thoughts like Franka Potente. At night running always running. But running from, or running to, he didn't know because he always worke up..

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Meanwhile in thye offices of madness they were discussing discusses across the room. Razor sharp ones that would take your head off with an acerbic remark. Whizzzzzzzz Whack whooeee smack! Yeah! Bing band Jack kerouac. Yeaaah!

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When they went home, they started cutting the grass, so as it would look nice when the mother-in-laws come home

But suddenly, something caught their eye, they saw a big blinding flash, and then they saw...

Demetrius

Captain Parsnip! A new superhero, one who uses fresh fruit and veg to fight crime. There he was in his Carrotmobile. Cue voiceover: with a banana in one hand and a cocunut in the other, Captain Parsnip fights evil, vanquishes the...