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Can
12-03-2011, 03:01 PM
Actually I have a new game for you. All of us can write a story. Rules are easy. Just add 1 or 2 sentences after the last post. Let's see who has an intelligent creativity. I am beginning.

In the last years of that century, our world was observed by jealous eyes...

Rores28
12-03-2011, 10:10 PM
They were rocking, as they always seemed to be, on the fulcrum of fortune and failure.

BlackCat
12-04-2011, 12:07 AM
They hated us not because we are good at the game of life, but just because they hate us. Their hatred was despicably irrational

Can
12-04-2011, 03:56 AM
It was the hardest years for our world. They were planning to make us their pets. What could we do??

cacian
12-04-2011, 09:37 AM
the only thing we could do was to pretend we did not understand their plots.
we let them at it whilst we planned how to lead astray.

tonywalt
12-06-2011, 12:27 PM
They promised us answers to our questions. Where did we come from? Where are we going? What comes after? The end of mortality?

BobbyIce
12-06-2011, 02:53 PM
As time passed their promises seemed much like a bright, ascending balloon. Our hopes rose with it, but after it's disappearance, like balloons, our hopes plummeted.

BlackCat
12-07-2011, 10:06 PM
On the twenty third year of their dictatorship, there was a certain painter in the far East of Manhattan. He's not a Picasso, but the paintings are decent enough to help him with his the rent.

Can
12-11-2011, 04:10 AM
It was too late for us. We were all victims. There were nothing to do. One day, while I was escaping from them, something appeared in the sky. I was shocked, because ıt was not a ship of our enemies. It was different. I couldn't understand what was it. After seconds everything turned into darkness. Where was it? I couldn't understand anything...

MystyrMystyry
12-11-2011, 07:52 PM
Suddenly the door opened and an electric blue beam shone down on one of our troupe. With a Zztt! she was levitated up, and inside.

chrisvia
12-11-2011, 08:12 PM
Then, at least for a brief time, there was nothing--and it was the loudest emptiness, the most violent silence we have ever known.

Can
12-14-2011, 04:47 AM
After that silence, I found myself in a forest. It was night. How could I come here. I didn't understand anything. The sounds were extremely terrible. I must save myself from the dangerous aminals...

Can
12-22-2011, 01:58 PM
It was too late. I was in a dream. I musy be because. There was nothing around me...