Creating a Story!

[__Kratos__]

Ok, this is how this works. I write one sentence and then the next person will write another ONE to make a story!

Once in a far, far away land there was a young troll.

[Yona]

This troll was different in one respect to all other trolls

[horrification]

for he had no ears...

Edited April 6, 2005 by horrification

[Irish]

And very short legs.

[Seraphina]

But, our young troll strived to overcome his shortcomings (no pun intended), and gain acceptance in troll society (such as it is).

[horrification]

he tried so hard to make friends but they just gave him abuse..even though he cudnt hear them he cud lip read...and it upset him to know they found him..disturbing

Edited April 6, 2005 by horrification

[Seraphina]

Without friends, and with his family taken some years ago by the dreaded pot belly plague (a true horror among trollkind), he decided to set out into the wider world in search of people who might accept him.

[moe eubleck]

For the troll had a strange obsession with jam. He often times shoved it into his nostrils and other orifices by the gallons.

This is where the saying" as slow as a jammed up troll" came from

[Seraphina]

....

....uh....So, as much in love with jam as this troll was, he decided to live with humans, who he heard loved to coat all kinds of foodstuffs with jam, although they were not altogether fond of stuffing it up their nostrils (a spot they reserved for their fingers and, among some of them, a mysterious white powder, that our troll thought tastes funny).

[moe eubleck]

The Troll decided to call himself Muggah. To him, this sounded very human and jazzy. He was sure that he would fit right in with the hairless apes. He eventually landed himself a job ,selling cookies door to door with a young lass named Jane.

[Seraphina]

One day, however, Jane wondered why young Muggah was....different...having, as he did, no ears, and short legs (and of course blood shot eyes, green skin, mouldy tusks, and some of the more traditional troll characteristics)....and so she said to him:

"I Jane...you...Tarzan?"

[Kismit]

With that a yodelling sound was heard........

[Subtemperate]

"Sorry" said Muggah "My lunch no go down so well" as he patted his stomach.

[Seraphina]

In true troll tradition, however, Muggah would relieve his appetite by rummaging through Jane's handbag and eating her lipstick.

[Subtemperate]

Soviet Red, Muggah thought to himself, this one is the tastiest of all lipsticks.

[Kismit]

A tiny click sound came from within the handbag, and far off in the distance an animorphous cry was heard.

Disclaimer:kismit makes up silly words and doesn't care, deal with it, for she is the keeper of stolen bikes, and drunk on power......Mwhahahahaha...

[Subtemperate]

"NOOOOO" shouted Jane, "That dolphin had only one more day till retirement."

[MonkeyMan]

then the monkey replied,"one day until christmas, and you'll get your donkey with free willy back."

[Irish]

But you can not have Charlie the tuna back because were going to have a New Years party with lots of sammie and Ale.

[Walken]

And then Walken cluthced his shoe and cried 'No! Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? WHAT HAVE WE DONE?!'

[RaginCajun]

meanwhile:

Burahg, the big mean cave troll setted out to gather an army.

[jack0fhearts]

In an attempt to retrieve Muggah. Burahg, infact always had taken Muggah for granted, but he had begun missing him only on the very night of departure. "Perhaps it was the fact that I miss his cute little horns that grew in the place his ears should have, or maybe because I miss those short little feet that would give ME the advantage during playing tag."

[Walken]

And he went to wence he came, where many truths were told, each truer than the last, until finally Burahg realised that he was pregnant.

[RaginCajun]

"so put to death Burahg was" as Yoda would say.

Edited April 7, 2005 by RaginCajun

[RaginCajun]

this was all possible with the help of Agent 0007.