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    The story without end game! (SILLY)

    OK, to replace the Episode Game which is beginning to slow down, here comes...

    The story without end game!

    Simple, really: each player in turn post a line or paragraph continuing the story begun in the previous posts.

    Two rules:
    - Do not answer again if there has not been at least three contributions to the story since your last one (so as to keep the story diverse).
    - Do not use TV show characters: this is not a fanfic...

    Recommandations:
    - Do not hesitate to go completely wild and wacky.
    - On the other hand, do not destroy other people's contribs. Killing a character while a fight has been occurring for several posts is fine. But to "Monica was walking down the beach", don't answer "And blew up on a proximity mine. Meanwhile, captain Capird of the Enpertrise was settling a peace treaty with the Morulans" Be courteous with other posts - integrate them into your own contribution: feel free to take them in a bizarre, new way, but don't deny them.

    OK, here goes the beginning:

    It was a hot sunny day. James was not used to such a weather, after so much time spent indoors. All his life, in fact. He went to the swimming pool. He wondered. Why was Veronica late? And why did the universe seem to spin backwards lately?

    Your turn

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    First, there was his family. What was his sister Gracie thinking, leaving the parental house suddenly with this guy nobody knew much about ? And now his mother has stopped calling while it was his father instead who was like permanently hooked on the phone.
    "The main difference between Trekkies and Manchester United fans is that Trekkies never trashed a train carriage. So why are the Trekkies the social outcasts?"
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    James dangled his legs in the pool, blissfully unaware of the cloaked helicar floating above the pool complex. The Men in Pink had followed James from his home, and now were patiently awaiting the call from Zoot Nander to transport him into the holding trunk.

    The Men in Pink had already rounded up Gracie, Veronica, and James' parents earlier that morning -- and subjected them to a battery of mind-probes and brain-wipes, before depositing them in a isolated canyon in Arizona. They didn't know anything.

    The Men in Pink were convinced James knew the deal. What he had overheard in the coffee shop last week would be his undoing.
    Drunken DM and the Speak with Dead spell: "No, I'm not the limed-over skeleton of the abbot, and no this special key in my boney fingers does not open the door to the secret treasury! ... Oh crap."

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    A incoming communication broke the silence in the MiPs helicar. Startled, MiP #1 spilled his morning papaya juice in his lap. MiP #2 thought, "Good. Time to get this ball rolling."

    It was Zoot Nander. Zoot didn't want them to take James into custody yet. Instead he ordered them to send in the Woman in Red. "Oh, hell," thought MiP #1, and not because of his juice.

    The MiPs looked at each other meaningfully.
    - Daniel "A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having."

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    MiP 1 nodded significantly to MiP 2 and picked up the comm. But before he could place the call to the Woman in Red, the pool complex exploded, flinging debris every which direction and shaking the helicar.

    MiP 2 scanned the area, and swore as he saw James get hauled into a van adorned with a logo he both recognized and feared--The Obsidian Nighthood of Darkness.

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    "There's that SOB that cutt me off this morning" throught Frank Hotstuff Enoven III as he slowly pushed on the accelertor of the garbage truck gaining on the van in front of him. "Ya, not so tough now hey Buster!"

    Just then the back doors of the van opened and odd looking device plumetted out onto the street in front of Frank's truck. "Oh Shit" Frankk yelled as he jumped on the breaks but it was too late and he hit the device.

    Author plea: Please don't kill Frank folks

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    Last edited by Liz Not Beth; 12-09-2002 at 05:13 PM.

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    ...And suddenly the truck became a huge, armored, garbage-strewn copy of the "Candy Land" boardgame.

    "Damn," growled Frank, "been meaning to have that fixed."

    He jammed the Transform lever into another position...
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    ...Meanwhile, the MiP were frantically calling for backup;

    Voice-Over, MiP #3: "Baa-Cup here, go ahead!"
    MiP #2: "We need bigger guns!! G.O.N.A.D.* is in on this!"

    Without wasting a second, Baa-Cup activated his Mk. IV Riot Instigator cloak-and-deliver battlesuit. Boosting his fusion rockets and deactivating stealth mode, he came in on the smoldering remains of the public swimming pool and saw...


    * --> the Great Obsidian Nighthood of Automated Darkness
    The darkness inside me is a lot scarier than the darkness out there....

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    ... what appeared to be a 5 meter tall trashcan hovering above the ground, apparently equipped with laser turrets, and closing very fast on a van that was doing its best to escape it. The sight was unusual enough to make him hesitate for a few seconds.

    Meanwhile, James was slowly regaining consciousness...
    "The main difference between Trekkies and Manchester United fans is that Trekkies never trashed a train carriage. So why are the Trekkies the social outcasts?"
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    Originally posted by C5
    ... what appeared to be a 5 meter tall trashcan hovering above the ground, apparently equipped with laser turrets, and closing very fast on a van that was doing its best to escape it. The sight was unusual enough to make him hesitate for a few seconds.

    Meanwhile, James was slowly regaining consciousness...
    "I never could get the hang of Tuesdays", he muttered to himself, ears still ringing slightly. James dragged his head upwards and beheld. . .

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    "I never could get the hang of Tuesdays", he muttered to himself, ears still ringing slightly. James dragged his head upwards and beheld. . .
    The 5 meter tall trashcan was beginning to transform..

    Into something roughy human and only slightly taller than a meter.

    "Here, let me give you a hand" the now more human gentleman said as he pulled James up.

    "Oh where are my manners! Transwarrrp Perrryyy at your service. Defender of truth, justice, and savior to those caught by the MiP! Can I offer you more assistance? Are you physically alright?"

    "I think so", James said, nursing a bump on his head.


    "Then I am off", the caped crusader staded valiantly. With that he activated his transwarp crutches and was gone.

    "Who was that short pudgy masked man?", James thought as he walked off...


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    Editing/Narrators note:

    It appears the Perrryyy somehow got James from with in the getaway van to somewhere around the pool.

    And wasn't the transformed Garbage truck chasing down the road after the van?

    Not being nasty, just looking for consistency before I add my line or two.

    A very cool idea though Styro.
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