Every forum needs one of these, right? I'll post it in Forum Games for now so that people notice it, but after a while I'll move it to Non-Mafia Game Threads.
ITT we will collaboratively write a story.
Rules:
- Anyone can play. No sign ups required!
- To play, make a post. Please allow a minimum of three other players to post between any two of your contributions to ensure you don't have too much influence over the story.
- All contributions to the story must contain exactly three words. You may add punctuation if you wish, but it can be ignored by future contributors if they want to continue in a different way from your intention (e.g. you end your post with a full stop, intending for the next poster to start a new sentence. The next poster instead starts with "because" and continues your sentence.)
- You may post things other than your three word contribution (e.g. commentary on the story), but make sure it is clear what is and isn't part of the story.
- Introducing forum members to the story is strongly encouraged although...
- ...Please respect other forum members' wishes. If they wish to be written out of the story, do so ASAP and don't re-introduce them.
- Have fun!
And so our story begins:
Once upon a time there lived a man who sold armaments to theory and rrenaud who accepted them to fight the Resistance! But one day, they found a very young horse who was ridden by none other than the one and only Rube Goldberg! He is someone that they could trust not at all. Meanwhile, the man with the golden hair and a spike through his forehead stood to sell more armaments than those sitting at computers.
Theory was wondering when his aspirin would Kick in.
Rrenaud found the giant Rube Goldberg riding through the vast forest filled with armaments. He took his race car instead of his armaments to Galzria's house. He rang the doorbell. Galzria's angry dog, Eevee was startled and dug up hidden bones in the kitchen. No one saw him dig up the dead cats who were to scrawny to be cats. Then when they realized they weren't cats, liopoil posted a highly confidential package stuffed with bits of skin and cat flesh on some pieces of armaments. It was amazing. He gave some thought to what color his armaments and TV in the package should be so he could find the red one.
Gossamer threads descended from the heavens to tie up the phone lines. Meanwhile, sudgy the man sang Honeybee. As he sang, he was struck dumb and couldn't stop singing it. With an inaudible fart, Sudgy brought death to Rube: The Musical tickets Of doom. Theory and Rrenaud were fainting from the fart's odor. Sudgy quickly backed away into some armaments.
Later that week liopoil's package arrived and contained boxes Filled with letters in alphabet soup. Theory grabbed the aspirin and exclaimed "My aspirin hasn't worked in years!" He was shocked.
Meanwhile Rrenaud was trying on armaments. The armaments weren't really armaments so he turned them into arm mentos. He realized that made no sense but his delicious alphabet soup distracted gman and he felt bad. What had he done? He distracted gman yet again by eating soup, but that distracted mail-mi too, causing him to fall off purple monkey dishwashers, landing into armaments and bruising his left cheek.
Rrenaud took aspirin away from theory to fix it so that he could...
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