Another creative game

I forgot about this thread -- Pen, that was wonderful!

But alas, poor Nik, he unintentionally wandered too far from the dinner party, where the cooks were madly dashing about, preparing the night's feasts. A huge cauldron of boiling water held dozens of .... what were those things? Hmmmm .... Nik thought he'd take a better look to determine what it was bubbling away, when ... all of a sudden, a burly chef in his whites (which were all greasy by this point) blundered right into Nik. Well, all that was left was a pair of boots sticking out of that cauldron, and maybe a shard of the Zeppelin cd that he had been toting around in his back pocket......

Kiz was driving down the beautiful highways in Canada when she realized her car was imaginary, and just like in the cartoons, it could no longer support her! She went flying off into a gorge and died. :bawling:

Since I have nothing to do right now, I might as well try out this thread and add up to my litnet troubles ;) This is going to be corny, for sure.

Nik went to a concert and saw this guy smashing a guitar. When he got home, still mystified by the magic of the event, he picked up his best electric guitar and smashed it in one smooth motion. When at last he woke up from his delusion he realized what he had done and did the same thing to himself.

Ya know I'm really starting to think about retirement and a good bottle of tequila. Another dark night, and empty theater, and a dead girl.

"Well "Coffin"? " I said to the police coroner, knowing he hates the nickname.

"Shut your pie hole, Detective, or I'll shut it for you! Have some respect! Looks like somebody strangled her with her guitar strings. She was a tough one though. They thought her gone but she left a clue.

“3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/R/3s 2f
I name you my murderer!”

CAN YOU FIGURE OUT THIS MESS?

The person above me fell in a deep sleep,although full of dreams.When this person woke up,came the realisation that there was something more to life,so Pendragon left the comfortable bed and started to walk a long way to a lost castle most people had only seen in dreams.In the end,it wasn't a castle at all but something much more prosaique,a factory of textiles,so the shock of the delusion created a heart attack...Well,at least Pendragon had the dream...

The Pam died while processing thoughts. :p

Pen -- if I knew more about guitar strings and where the notes were, I'd know what letters you were spelling out ..... dangitall!

As for the PAM, well, unfortunately he died when Kiz's imaginary car fizzled out and she fell out, landing right on top of a dude grooving to the Rockets right there in the open highway ..... All that was left of him was his portable music unit, which was still blasting away, though only the roadrunners could enjoy it....

“Looks like an overdose” I wonder what thoughts flashed through her mind as she checked out and became the Canadian prairie wind?

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Pen -- if I knew more about guitar strings and where the notes were, I'd know what letters you were spelling out ..... dangitall!

As for the PAM, well, unfortunately he died when Kiz's imaginary car fizzled out and she fell out, landing right on top of a dude grooving to the Rockets right there in the open highway ..... All that was left of him was his portable music unit, which was still blasting away, though only the roadrunners could enjoy it....

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My directions were off anyhoo. We can use 3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/R/3s 2f

That will give you the name. I had the wrong fretboard, one for a 6 string bass.

Pen

Dang it, I'm gonna retire! Why do I get stuck with all these weirdo cases?

"Yeah what ya got Fred?"

"Well Detective, We got this kid here, hanging at a crossroads. Almost out of our jurisdiction. Ain't been this far back in the boonies for a while."

"Crossroads, eh? Where we at exactly?"

"Well, you came up the road from Platteville. Heading straight on would take you to Grossman, in the next county. A left goes over Slate Mountain into Stony Valley. Right goes into Riverview and the Poor Valley section. Weird folk up there."

"Don't suppose there were any clues.'

"No. He had a new fountain pen in his pocket. Looked as if it were placed there. Also a dried up snake-doctor."

"You mean one of those itty-bitty iridescence dragon flies?"
"Yea. Allus called 'em snake doctors, because where they hung around was bound to be snakes."

"Well, cut 'em down anyway."

Now I left clues as to who killed Wyoecho. Who did?

Pen died when my pet elephant sat on him. Bad Freddie!!!!! :(

BP died when Jack Sparrow heard that she lived on mars and not the black pearl so he killed her...

You know, that isn't a bad idea. I'll change my location . . . someday. :D

Shurtie died when my pet lion kissed her. Talk about bad breath! :(

DUDE!!! I know you're looking at this thread. How long does it take to kill me?! I gotta leave soon. :lol:

just plain died (quick enough? :)) Cause of death unknown

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My directions were off anyhoo. We can use 3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/3s 4f/3s 2f/3s 4f/R/3s 2f

That will give you the name. I had the wrong fretboard, one for a 6 string bass.

Pen

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HUH?! :blush: Sorry but I am totally discombobulated now! :alien:


Chava was pacing back and forth trying to figure out Pen's latest mystery murder and didn't pay much attention to the fact that the mat that was being paced upon was wearing thin. So thin that the hole beneath was evident IF one was paying attention. Alas, poor Chava paced away, then suddenly went sailing down into the hole, down down down, where the sun no longer shines.... The last that was heard was a wailing moan then .... nothing ..... RIP Chava :bawling:

As Kiz Paz laughed at her devious plan, staring at the computer screen oblivious to the world, she heard the rustle of skirts and a quick sound "zip!" and as Kiz turned from the corner of her eye she glimpsed a retreating figure shrouded in Victorian garments. She asked "Who-" but at that moment.....her head fell off! cut.

The person above me was having such a happy night in a concert of Anathema,but when this person decided to go backstage,things got rought.One would have never thought that backstage people would be so violent,so,on the middle of the attemps to get to the singer,Bakiryu gets hit in the head by an electrical guitar.A glorious death,after all.

God loves remarkable people. So he called Remarkable to Him. And there He went, as remarkable people love God too. (that's a kind of story one of my good friends would make, I enjoyed imitating her :p )

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God loves remarkable people. So he called Remarkable to Him. And there He went, as remarkable people love God too. (that's a kind of story one of my good friends would make, I enjoyed imitating her :p )

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Well,I'm honoured of the kind words!Seemingly,my death will be painless...Among other things...


The person above me was deep in thoughts.Thinking about the world greatest mysteries.So,the world revealed another mystery,or better,something that no human ever learned how to stop:the apocalipse of ice.Many died,anyway,but Pensive's death was much more glorious,since it was covered by a veil of mystery and knowlege.So the ones remaining alive,decided to pay tributes,since they discovered that in the end,it was because of Pensive's thoughts that most of them were still living.

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HUH?! :blush: Sorry but I am totally discombobulated now! :alien:


Chava was pacing back and forth trying to figure out Pen's latest mystery murder and didn't pay much attention to the fact that the mat that was being paced upon was wearing thin. So thin that the hole beneath was evident IF one was paying attention. Alas, poor Chava paced away, then suddenly went sailing down into the hole, down down down, where the sun no longer shines.... The last that was heard was a wailing moan then .... nothing ..... RIP Chava :bawling:

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Now 3s means 3rd string. 4 fret. Means take note at fourth fret. That note is B now take 3rd string at 2ond fret. Note is A continuing the puzzle you get BBAB, them you are given aR since R is not a musical note, then another A which has spelled as name Babbabara, Babara . I am loopy with this neurotion or it would have been spelled right.

Pen had spent so much time away from Lit-net that when he returned, the Lit-net members were unable to control the anger from their perplexity at his absence that they rallied, and riled against him, executing him publicly. Then they all woke up as from the dream, and so Pen's death at least wasn't pointless.

As Nik bent over his computer screen trying to make out important headway on the archives of musical giants, he did not hear footsteps behind him. Course, that was understandable, granting the blasting of the music all round our friend here. But at any rate, the footsteps got closer, closer, till at last they reached the destination. The plug from the computer was yanked by the mysterious visitor, and when Nik pulled himself out of his musical reverie, it was too late. The visitor wound the power cord around Nik's ankles, and upon standing up and attempting to escape, he fell with a mighty thud to the ground, never to rise again. The mysterious visitor made haste to leave, but not before humming the end to one tune or another found on the Tarka double album by Emerson Lake and Palmer.... :alien:

Kiz was doing a crazy wicca dance festival out on the prairies late one night, and she gradually became aware of a divine presence around her, when suddenly there appeared goddesses and angels, and they took her with them up into the air.

Nikolai passed away the other day, the female GM of the world will mourn his passing...unfortunately it was these same ladies that wore the man down to the bone, and confounded his senses with indiscriminate moves of sheer genius. Nik's wonder at their moves caused a crying for happiness spell...he was later found dead from dehydration. He will be buried up on Boot Hill where his friends shall regale and celebrate his passing. BYOB, BYOD, BYOC, BYE

B died of humiliation when his pants ripped at a job interview.

Bulletproof died from a stray arrow from an archery session...actually it was rampaging Indians.

Nik came to the frigid Canadian prairies in a quest to determine whether or not whistling at the Aurora Borealis caused them to 'come down'. Kiz tried to warn him about this tomfoolery, but to no avail. Nik, upon seeing a giant pulsating mass way up in the night skies, pursed his lips and let out his loudest whistle, which caused the swirling and twirling lights to ..... to what? Kiz never found out, as she fainted with fear, and when she awoke, Nik was gone. Without a trace. Not even a footstep to be found in the crunchy white snow..... :bawling:

[Pen, thanks for patiently explaining things! As well, I do hope that you feel better soon!]

As Kiz turned away she bumped into a well made Japanese lady dressed in a black body suit with blue robe over it.

"Uh, excuse me, I didn't know that you were there." Kiz stammmered.

"I would loose all faith in myself if you had. I am Jade. I am presently the companion of a friend of yours."

"Friend of mine?"

"Yes. You are worried about him. Want to see him?" Jade asked.

Jade dissappearered in a flash of light and a huge dragon was in her place.

"Hey Kizzo!"

"Pendragon"

A whisper-thin blade came out of the thin air and took Kiz in the throat. She slipped out of life in the arms of Jade, now the host of Pendragon. X had killed the wrong host.

the dragon behind pens avi got mad at him and ate him on the spot.

Shurtgal had an awfully big adventure afta wondering in on our Bidness propositions. Hated to do da deed, ya know but Bidness is Bidness. We'll pay fer an swell shindig, coffin wid the best, flowers, got her a sweet spot picked out in Wildwood Cemetery. She be taken care off. What youse looking at, punk?

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Pendragon went to work for my mother! :lol:

I was deep inside the woods when suddenly I spied 'em!
I spied a pair of faded jeans with nobody inside 'em!
Oh, dear! I thought, she's done it now! It's really kind of sad.
Who among the eldritch folk could Bouquin have made mad?
But now the tiny lady can make your liver jump your diaphram--
Because she turned into a pair of faded jeans: with nobody inside 'em!

Hee-hee! :lol:

Lying languidly in the burnt out village, Pendragon picked a bit of goat from between his teeth with a mulberry bush. Theodoric the Coward, who had run away earlier in the night, not from Pendragon's hideous roar, but from his wife's having chucked a stick of wood at him for farting at the supper table, stumbled out of the forest with a torch in his hands. He touched the flame to the moat of coal oil meant as a defense against the beast that had done the village in. Snapping around in furious anger, Pendragon impaled his throat on the jagged beam of the bierhall. The beam caught enough of the vital veins in the creature's neck that he quickly weakened from loss of blood. As he bled out, he was slowly roasted as the village burnt for the second time that night.

The berry was too sour. Poor PabloQ, he didn't stand a chance.

As JBI was standing there, pondering the sad loss of friend PabloQ, he didn't hear the clouds open up with a musical hiss. A hand reached out and grabbed JBI in a twinkling of an eye. Seconds later he was seen disappearing behind the opal clouds 'mid the setting sun... Hope you learned to play the harp, JBI! ;)

Paws had parked her car and was headed for the hair salon when the sky crackled and Pendragon appeared suddenly out of nowhere. The huge dragon stretched himself, and groaned a time or too.

"This business is getting old!" He grumbled. "I haven't found an "other" for a while and until I do, my immortality acts up! I'm usually impermeable, but I took it in the neck and burnt up as well! I just can't stay dead! You wouldn't want to merge with me, Kizo? No, now you die as usual...yeah, that's what I thought, no hard feelings. I'm outa here!"

The Dragon opened one of his dimensional doors and was gone.

Staring after him, Paws crossed the road against the light and was plowed down by a red Camaro...

or....

Belive: as in Being and Living.
It is not what you think is true, what you hope is true, what you assume you're suppose to know to be the truth,
it is the ability to live and be, and that is your true belief.

Well how do, johnnotnarrow, welcome to LitNet (I love your avatar picture, by the way)! :)

You have entered the thread where we make believe the 'end' of our fellow posters here (it is all in a fun and light air, of course).

So now I have to 'do you in' --> john was headed outside to see if the morning paper had arrived, when all of a sudden a huge THWACK! The paperboy, who was mischievous and cheeky, threw that rolled up newspaper so hard that it killed john before he could say jiminy crickette!

[For Pen's benefit: "red Camaro, eh?" thought the blonde skating merrily away to a new tomorrow...]

Paws was walking along the road dreaming of "that red Camaro" when the car flashed out of nowhere and rand the blondne beauty over again. Now we will have stories on the Canadaian Pararie about "Ressurrection Kizz"...