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#1 2013-03-05 08:24:40

intoCB
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Registered: 2012-10-25
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Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

Aim:
Post a continuation of the story.

Rules:

  • 1 paragraph per person per turn.

  • Max 5 sentences per paragraph, preferably 2. I have written more to get the story going.


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CHAPTER ONE

ONCE upon a time, there was an old sea captain who was struggling to survive in Merrie England on a modest pension of five guineas per cricket season.

Sat by the fire one lonely evening, he reflected on the state of modern computing.

When will the year of the Linux desktop come? he thought, as he emptied yet another glass of port. Maybe it already came and I missed it. Alas, his mind was no longer as quick as it had been in the days when he had sent software pirate after software pirate to the gallows.

Bang, bang, bang. There was a knock on the window. Technically three knocks but to the captain it amounted to the same and in any case he attributed it all to the mildly hallucinogenic properties of the port he was drinking. It must be in my head, he thought, which sadly was the most statistically likely explanation.

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#2 2013-03-05 10:37:22

junkie
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Registered: 2012-05-04
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

Hours went by as Captain Bob sat there by the fireplace. He had now emptied two bottles of port while staring at a picture of his deceased wife Connie, who he had lost to a giant octopus at sea.. Bang! Now the knock was at the front door.

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#3 2013-03-05 12:40:22

brontosaurusrex
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Registered: 2012-06-15
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

"Connie, could you check the door please, must be the milkman..."

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#4 2013-03-05 21:43:24

raoulduke
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Registered: 2011-07-14
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

Receiving no answer from his beloved, he plotted a course to the hallway, and thence to his front door. While negotiating the awkward passage between the hatstand and the telephone table, however, he tripped over a stray USB cable and sprawled headlong on the threadbare faux-persian rug. In response to his bellow of combined surprise, mild discomfort and shame (at the looseness of his bladder), the letterbox creaked open and a concerned yet malicious voice enquired:

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#5 2013-03-05 21:47:58

dura
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Registered: 2012-09-15
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

A sawn off shotgun pokes through the letterbox.

Mess. Blood. Silence.

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#6 2013-03-05 22:07:40

intoCB
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

As the killer sat smoking, an albatross appeared at the window and looked down into the room. A tear fell from his avian eye and then he swooped down and began to peck at the lifeless bodies of the captain and his wife and pull out their entrails.

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#7 2013-03-05 22:50:55

Bradi
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From: Poland
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

In the corner of the living room, there was an old wooden chest. "Ah, finally!", the owner of the shotgun muttered to herself with satisfaction. "This is what I've been looking for all these years!". She put the gun away and proceeded to open the lid.

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#8 2013-03-05 23:49:56

raoulduke
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From: Anglesey
Registered: 2011-07-14
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

A surprisingly intense golden light burst from the chest and filled the dingy room.
"Is that what I think it is?" asked Pumpkin, her companion, peering over her shoulder.
"Yes" she responded, and snapped the lid shut.
Glancing around the room, she grasped one of the handles, and started dragging the chest across the floor.

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#9 2013-03-06 00:31:42

lwfitz
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From: Monrovia, CA
Registered: 2012-01-19
Posts: 886
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

Suddenly there was a gurgling sound from the chest. The killer dropped her end and quickly opened the lid to find an albino midget with a 2,000,000 candle power flashlight and dressed in a gimp costum. The midget growled at her, jumped from the chest and ran from the room slapping the Albatross in the face on its way out.

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#10 2013-03-06 02:43:06

maodogo
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

But there was and shade follow him at nights, waiting for the moment...


"In this world, things are complicated and are decided by many factors. We should look at problems from different aspects, not from just one." MZ

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#11 2013-03-06 06:23:41

intoCB
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

She dragged the chest to the door but when she opened it she found her path blocked by none other than Dick Turnip the dyslexic highwayman. "Stand and drivel. Your monkey or your lief!" said Dick, pointing a gnu at her and staring at her chest. "That's a fine chest you have there," he said and there was a drum roll and cymbal crash from the wings. Dick pointed his gnu at the albatross, who quickly closed his wings. "You with the swing. No more percussion, if you want to live."

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#12 2013-03-06 11:56:08

Resident Bot
#! Die Hard
From: The Netherlands
Registered: 2012-02-17
Posts: 638

Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

She cackled loudly, and then again just for extra effect. "Yes it is a fine chest Dick" "why not  come upstairs with me now and try it out"? "they're new in last week"
"Ha I'm not so easily distracted madam"  She smiled and said "They've got built in wi-fi"
"After you madam" said Dick
They began to make their way upstairs......

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#13 2013-03-06 21:12:02

PackRat
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

... meanwhile, the midget, blinded by fear, continues to run into the night. Short of breath, he pauses, and out of the corner of his left eye sees a lone figure sitting against a tree. Curious, he approaches and shines his flashlight in the direction of the tree. There he spies a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen; wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay. It begins to rain.

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#14 2013-03-09 13:54:23

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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

The midget quickly looses his fear -it is replaced by irritation.
"jesus - even down and outs have to make fashion statements these days, an old blanket isn't good enough, no he has to have white linen and a cowboy hat"  "I'm going to tell him to clear off" As he approached the man he notices a black plastic bag next to him. The man looks asleep so the midget looks inside the bag.


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#15 2013-03-14 04:17:03

apm
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Re: Collaborative story - a game for CrunchBangers of all ages

inside the plastic bag was plastic mold from an old man's teeth , as disgustingly inhumanly ugly it was , the stench of the mold had however been not that unpleasant , inside the moldy entity was a toetag , which said Richard stallman's footwax .


sometimes all you need is to face the worst fear you have and to overcome it.

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