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Post by Demonosia on Aug 5, 2008 13:38:46 GMT -5
Everyone can join in. This is a short (or long depending on how many people are interested) story that is written by the sentence. Each person adds one sentence to the story. It could be most interesting (or end up totally stupid *smiles*)
You don't have to wait for every person to post their sentence. You just have to wait for one person to write a sentence and you can go again if you like.
It is best to write the sentence in third person...example:
1st Person - I picked up the hammer and gave the nail a whack on the head, hitting my thumb in the process.
3rd Person - Demonosia picked up the hammer and gave the nail a whack on the head, hitting her thumb in the process.
If anyone else has a first line for a Story Game, just start a new thread called Story Game 2 and so on. I encourage it. *smiles*
Anyway, just for fun, here is the first sentence:
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Post by Demonosia on Aug 5, 2008 13:40:05 GMT -5
She sat on the beach watching the waves roll in.
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Post by StormWillow on Aug 15, 2008 10:13:46 GMT -5
She looked up at the sky thinking about all that had happened in the last month.
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Post by Demonosia on Aug 16, 2008 11:49:24 GMT -5
In her peripheral vision, shadowy movements from behind the rocks caught her attention and she turned her head trying to get a better look.
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Post by amberly on Aug 17, 2008 23:43:45 GMT -5
Walking in the moonlight along the water's edge was the most exquisite being she had ever laid eyes on.
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Post by StormWillow on Aug 20, 2008 13:36:48 GMT -5
But this sudden movement startled her, and she went to discover its origin.
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Post by iekika on Sept 12, 2008 19:25:16 GMT -5
As she approched the rock to investigate, sea weed strands flew from the other side.
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Post by Demonosia on Sept 23, 2008 1:36:05 GMT -5
Startled by the seaweed, she loses her balance and begins to fall.
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Post by StormWillow on Sept 23, 2008 17:49:39 GMT -5
The ocean seemed to reach out for her falling form.
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Post by iekika on Sept 24, 2008 15:26:04 GMT -5
No choice but to follow the moon tide, her body drifted.
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