Collaborative Challenge #1

Collaborative Challenge #1

This is a challenge for the entire forum to participate in. In this challenge, no one person will be writing a complete piece. The goal is to keep this story going as long as possible.

Basically, someone will begin by writing a paragraph. Since I'm posting the challenge, I'll start us off. A second person writes the next paragraph in the story. Each paragraph must make sense with the paragraph before it, since we're trying to write 1 story (just with 109 or so authors). The rules are simple. Two people must post in between your own posts (ie Me, GMan, Sparky, Me, or something of the sort). No cursing or gratuitis sex scenes. Additionally, no cheap everybody instantly dies posts.

The goals for this collaborative challenge:

Write a cohesive story, 1 paragraph at a time, with numerous authors

Obtain a minimum of 25 posts

If we're still going strong after 25 posts, we'll keep going. If not, I'll lock the thread down, and we'll begin CC2, which will give us a new starting paragraph and a more ambitious goal. Don't be afraid to ask questions if you got them.

And now for the paragraph...

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Sweat trickled down my brow, running like a river into my eyes as I fled through the thick forest. Branches snapped around me; cobwebs breaking across my face. I looked behind me, but couldn't see them. I knew they were there. I could sense them, almost smell them. There was no stopping, not even stomped past a wasp nest and roused the angry swarm. A short twip sent something past me, and I increased my speed. They could not catch me; I wouldn't let them.

(EtherTwilight, I said the golem DIDN'T have eyes.  You seem to have missed that part, dude.)

Had I not been so close, the deep purples and blacks of the stones which made up its edifice would have been invisible against the backdrop of the night that had now come, its sparkling and menacing pale blue eyes simply disappearing amongst the myriad of stars above.

I guess I could have articulated that point a little...better. 

Had I not been so close, the deep purples and blacks of the stones which made up its edifice would have been invisible against the backdrop of the night that had now come, its sparkling and menacing pale blue eyes simply disappearing amongst the myriad of stars above.EtherTwilight

 

I guess I could have articulated that point a little...better. 

Oh, I didn't read that right.  :lol:  Sorry.

"My box." In an effort to keep my head on my shoulders, I tried to reason with him, "It's not your box, I didn't take it from you!" The golem seemed unmoved by my logic, once again he asked for it "My box, give me my box." I responded, not as if I was talking to the golem, but as if I was talking to a five-year old. "No, it is not yours!" This seemed to irrate him, he took a step forward saying, almost chanting "My box, My box ..."

But before I could further examine my surroundings, the man was on top of me and wrestling furiously with me for the box. My hands felt extremely grimy, and my grip on it was slipping. In panic, I kicked the man in the stomach in an attempt to push him off me. This caught him off-guard, and he flew off me and landed painfully ten feet away. I scrambled to my feet to run in the opposite direction as he lay there, clutching his stomach and moaning, but stopped as I felt a movement from inside the box. In his struggle for the box, the man had ripped off one of the latches holding it together, and now the dull humming that it had been emitting was replaced with a violent shaking that threatened to break it open altogether.

I looked down at the box and stood there as the vibrations eminated through my body.
Both curiosity and fear slowly began to get the better of me and although I knew at any moment the man could easily recover at any moment and strike me down I could not help but stand there and stare at the box, too frightened to open it but too curious to look away. And slowly another latch began to quiver and bend from the vibrations untill finally with a scream it broke and the lid slowly heaved open. I tried to peer underneath to see what it contained but as I did I fell something hit me in the back and I fell forwards on top of the box.

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Not sure if that fits in completly but I think it does!

What the heck is going on? I thought to myself. This was supposed to be an easy job... Get the box and go they said. Just get it back to us, they said. Now what? I remembered the weight across my back-- It was hard not to, as the weight was kicking and scratching me, all the while screeching, "My box! Mine! Give me my BOX!". Bewildered, tired and by that time, not a little hungry, I decided to propel myself off the box, dislodging that... dwarf.

I heaved myself to my feet, hoping the suddenness of the movement would dislodge him, but he tenaciously held his grip. His ams tightened around my throat and despite all my struggles he began choking the life out of me. As the world began to turn black, I dropped the box onto the floor with a bang...

As my vision gradually cleared, I saw what was in the box, and nearly dropped it. Shades! No wonder that... thing believes it's his! Inside the box were three tiny, perfectly formed, dwarves.

(Note to EtherTwilight: It's "emanating")

As awareness slowly came back to me, I became aware of a recurrent sharp pain in my side. I slowly opened my eyes and looked into the source of the pains - a man was poking me repeatedly in the ribs with a crude, stone spear. I tried to talk but only a croak came out. "Chiba? Ichini chiba?" he said in a querying and none too patient tone. I could only stare at him in bafflement...

Slowly, I awoke in a daze. My vision was blurred, but with the darkness that engulfed me it didn't matter. My head was dizzy, and I tried to collect my thoughts. As my vision slowly began to return, something about the darkness stung at my eyes, and I had to keep them shut. I could hear a rustling around me, and instantly knew it to be three different creatures. I squinted into that painful darkness, trying to make out the figures now circling me, and though my eyes failed me, my mind knew exactly where I was, though it didn't dare believe it.

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(Note to EtherTwilight: It's "emanating")Uziel126

Jun 4, 2007 12:04 am PTEther Twilight's post

11:00 is my usual bedtime, and I hold no responsibility over my actions past said time, or any time for that matter, whether it's spelling errors, factual inaccuracies, grammatical mishaps, or any other late-night foibles. I would also like to once again point out that I have a tendency to not preview my posts. :P)

 though it didn't care believe it.

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11:00 is my usual bedtime, and I hold no responsibility over my actions past said time, or any time for that matter, whether it's spelling errors, factual inaccuracies,  grammatical mishaps, or any other late-night foibles.  I would also like to once again point out that I have a tendency to not preview my posts. :P)

EtherTwilight

What's your excuse this time? :P

Insomnia perhaps :PBlade_Tr4iner

My excuse this time is merely that you're all bastards.  One letter off.  One!  C to D, it's a simple mistake, and yet I hope you burn in bloody pus-spewing hell for all eternity for this transgression. :cry: 

[QUOTE="Blade_Tr4iner"]Insomnia perhaps :PEtherTwilight

My excuse this time is merely that you're all bastards.  One letter off.  One!  C to D, it's a simple mistake, and yet I hope you burn in bloody pus-spewing hell for all eternity for this transgression. :cry: 

Sorry... We're perfectionists... =). And if you say bloody pus-spewing hell, are you saying hell will be spewing bloody pus, or that hell is bloody and spews normal, whitish pus?

 Erm, back to story then...

I slowly surveyed my surroundings, hoping I would glean something-- anything that would allow me to deny the undeniable: I was in the Mal' Tom camp. Back where the whole god-damn business started. Damn me. It was at this moment that the creatures around me finally registered in my brain. Oh... no...

I tried to clarify the situation, I made a box shape with my hands and asked,"Box? Chiba? Box?"
The guard grimly nodded, "Chiba." he said and indicated the world around us, "Chiba." he said again, also making a box shape with his hands.
My worst fears were confirmed, we were inside the box.