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the story game!
okay heres how to play:
ill start off with like a paragraph of story, then you lucky people get to right the rest,and at one point i might finish it off and we can start a new one (someone else might get to start it next time)
so here it goes:
her shriek piereced the air, cutting through town like a hot knife through butter. "its sooooooo cute!" she exclaimed as she picked up the pink polka-dot with purple purse. "it suits you jamie" said her friend but jamie put up her hand to stop her.
"get back in the car, Bree, why are you here anyways? I told you this is a shop not an ugly convention."
jamies insult burned deep and Bree knew what she was going to do next...
*now someone do the next few sentances, as long as you want.*
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yeah no one is replying...:P
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wooo this games is really going strong
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I'll bite, I like this sort of thing. Though you certainly could have made a more interesting beginning paragraph...
Her shriek pierced the air, cutting through town like a hot knife through butter. "Its sooooooo cute!" she exclaimed as she picked up the pink polka-dot with purple purse. "It suits you Jamie," said her friend, but Jamie put up her hand to stop her. "Get back in the car, Bree, why are you here anyways? I told you this is a shop not an ugly convention." Jamie's insult burned deep and Bree knew what she was going to do next.
Grinning evilly, she reached behind her head, feeling for the seam only she knew existed. Finding it, she pressed at a spot just below her hairline, then peeled back the skin with both hands. Continuing to pull at what was revealed to be a mask, the girl quickly unveiled her true face, which was far more hideous than the actually rather attractive mask. Huge green multi-faceted eyes bulged out of a chitinous visage, and a mandibled mouth opened and closed with a sickening dry clicking sound. With a loud cry in an alien language that sounded much like the whirring of locusts' wings, she leaped at Jamie, razor-sharp talons sprouting from her finely manicured hands.
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