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#1    Antimony

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Posted 01 June 2010 - 10:18 AM

Let's try to create a new neverending story.

But this time every participant has to add an entire sentence.

Then paste the whole story together.

Add paragraphs when you feel like it.

When the text becomes too bulky, we'll start a new chapter.

And of course, keep it clean please.

I'll start off then:



When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return.

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Posted 02 June 2010 - 04:43 AM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.


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Posted 02 June 2010 - 07:40 AM

Are you a leprechan Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?

"The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to sharpen."  Eden Phillpotts

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Posted 02 June 2010 - 02:49 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humor.

(I'm sticking spaces between paragraphs in lieu of indentations seemingly not available here.)

Edited by J.B., 02 June 2010 - 02:49 PM.


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Posted 02 June 2010 - 06:08 PM

But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world.

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Posted 02 June 2010 - 07:30 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street.


People, only one sentence per post per person please.

(good stuff though, everybody & thanks for playing  :) )

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Posted 02 June 2010 - 08:51 PM

"Add paragraphs when you feel like it."

Gives the impression we're allowed more than one sentence, lol.


When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe.


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Posted 02 June 2010 - 10:09 PM

View PostJ.B., on 02 June 2010 - 08:51 PM, said:

"Add paragraphs when you feel like it."

Gives the impression we're allowed more than one sentence, lol.

Yep. That was not quite the clearest of instructions now, was it.  :blush:
I should have said: Start a new paragraph when you feel like it.
Ah well, at least I have the advantage that I can always blame it on English not being my first language.  :P

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When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?


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Posted 02 June 2010 - 10:14 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass.


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Posted 02 June 2010 - 10:17 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue.

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Posted 02 June 2010 - 10:46 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue. Then he remembered the belt-sander downstairs with the ductape near it and spent the next hour dulling down parts of the glass before duct-taping it to the sticks as improvised javelins.


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Posted 03 June 2010 - 04:45 AM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue. Then he remembered the belt-sander downstairs with the ductape near it and spent the next hour dulling down parts of the glass before duct-taping it to the sticks as improvised javelins. He used to be quite good at it in High School, so he was confident he could hit a target if necessary.

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Posted 04 June 2010 - 05:58 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue. Then he remembered the belt-sander downstairs with the ductape near it and spent the next hour dulling down parts of the glass before duct-taping it to the sticks as improvised javelins. He used to be quite good at it in High School, so he was confident he could hit a target if necessary.

Joe picked up his golf-bag as an improvised quiver and slipped 9 new makeshift javelins into it before running to his bedroom on the second story of his home for a better look at his surroundings.


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Posted 04 June 2010 - 10:32 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue. Then he remembered the belt-sander downstairs with the ductape near it and spent the next hour dulling down parts of the glass before duct-taping it to the sticks as improvised javelins. He used to be quite good at it in High School, so he was confident he could hit a target if necessary.

Joe picked up his golf-bag as an improvised quiver and slipped 9 new makeshift javelins into it before running to his bedroom on the second story of his home for a better look at his surroundings.

But as he stood there at the window, slightly panting from rushing up the stairs, he could not believe what he saw when he took a closer look at the little, green people milling around on his street.

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Posted 04 June 2010 - 10:56 PM

When Joe dragged himself out of bed on that drizzly Wednesday morning, never in a million years would it have entered his mind that by the time the day was over what he considered normality would have left his life for good, never to return. He walked out to his kitchen, yawned, and grabbed some poptarts before doing a double-take and looking at the little green man sitting at his kitchen table with a bowl of cereal in front of him.

"Are you a leprechan" Joe asked as he took a bite out of his poptart. "You've come to steal me Lucky Charms?"

The little green man gave Joe an "Are you fricken serious" stare and kept eating his cereal, clearly unimpressed by Joe's sense of humour.


But Joe wasn't really being serious. He pulled out his axe and was ready and willing to use it. But the little green man did not back down. He just kept on eatin. And he ate the cereal with a mocking smirk.

Infuriated, he swung his axe with his full strength. It struck the little green man in the stomach. Instead of blood being drawn, the green man went poof. The only thing that was left was a green smoke ring that floated up to the ceiling. It dissipated on contact.

The alarm clock rang. He smashed it with his axe. He threw the bowl and cereal away in the trash, but then he got a good look at the outside.

Every single person outside was green. All of them. He was the only black man in the world. That was, at least the world stretching as far as his neighbourhood street. Joe didn't dare walk past his door until he was better armed than an axe. But what else did he have in the house apart from the set of ceramic kitchen knives his mother had given him for Christmas last year?

Then Joe got a brilliant idea, ran outside to grab every heavy stick he could find, and broke all his upstairs windows for jagged pieces of glass. Now he only had to get a hold on some heavy-duty glue. Then he remembered the belt-sander downstairs with the ductape near it and spent the next hour dulling down parts of the glass before duct-taping it to the sticks as improvised javelins. He used to be quite good at it in High School, so he was confident he could hit a target if necessary.

Joe picked up his golf-bag as an improvised quiver and slipped 9 new makeshift javelins into it before running to his bedroom on the second story of his home for a better look at his surroundings.

But as he stood there at the window, slightly panting from rushing up the stairs, he could not believe what he saw when he took a closer look at the little, green people milling around on his street. There were hundreds of them, unarmed but all staring right back up at him from the street, baring little ghost-white fangs.





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