Book Info
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Project Leader:
thedainmaster
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Participants:
The WEbook community -
Who Can Write:
All Participants -
Category:
Fiction -
Genre:
Short Story
Sci Fi/Fantasy -
Language:
English
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The Neverending Story. Literally!
Simply write a few sentences/paragraphs/whatever to follow on from the last submission! Write anything you want as long as it follows on! But remember- this project is ONE BIG STORY, not a selection of small stories randomly strung together. Your submission acts as the next chapter to this story. If you want to submit please read the entire story now before doing so- it's gotten quite complex!
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10/9/2009 10:31 AM PDT
Very nice, very nice!
10/7/2009 3:54 AM PDT
And Done! Tell me what you think!
10/7/2009 2:41 AM PDT
Next section of Carlotta Coming UP!
3/27/2009 9:29 AM PDT
Submission complete!
3/16/2009 8:58 AM PDT
Ok I am beginning a new section, it is about Mr Flow once more so you can submit another section if you want as long as it's not to do with Flow. :)
2/27/2009 10:16 AM PST
And it sure is good!
2/25/2009 10:45 AM PST
The latest instalment is here - read it and weep....
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1/28/2009 10:40 AM PST
"Gosh darnit," she said, "I TOLD them I could see Russia from my house, but they just made fun of me."
She hurriedly jumped on her Arctic Cat and zoomed along the edge of the water down the beach. Patrolling back and forth, she zoomed her Bushnells to try and focus on the fuzzy figure she thought might be Putin.
"What is he doing here in daylight?" she asked herself. "I specifically TOLD him not to visit unless we're under cover of darkness. Ya know, nobody listens anymore."
The figure faded into the distance, appearing to be on some type of slow-moving watercraft.
She hurriedly jumped on her Arctic Cat and zoomed along the edge of the water down the beach. Patrolling back and forth, she zoomed her Bushnells to try and focus on the fuzzy figure she thought might be Putin.
"What is he doing here in daylight?" she asked herself. "I specifically TOLD him not to visit unless we're under cover of darkness. Ya know, nobody listens anymore."
The figure faded into the distance, appearing to be on some type of slow-moving watercraft.
1/23/2009 5:19 AM PST
This is really interesting. I had thought before of doing something like this and now someone has. I don't know if I will try but I wanted to at least check it out. Good luck.
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1/16/2009 10:10 AM PST
I AM GETTING ANNOYED WITH THIS - PLEASE PEOPLE, READ THE DAMNED BLURB AND SUBMIT PROPERLY OR DON'T SUBMIT AT ALL!
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12/8/2008 12:32 PM PST
She picked up her binoculars (which had been lying on her bed conveniently nearby right on the beach where one always keeps one's bed and one's binoculars.) Looking out across the ocean, the ocean with the loud mysterious voice (which was really just a speaker system hidden in the palm trees which she had planted there years ago when trying to get a state trooper fired) she saw Vladimir Putin and knew immediately that she was Sarah Palin and that all her lies and meanness was finally succeeding!
12/8/2008 6:42 AM PST
She layed there for a while, wondering why this had happened. She began to recall the last time she had made such a mess.
It was two years ago, and earlier that day she had just gone swimming, in a river. As circumstances were she didn't have a swimming suit, so she had decided to take a dive in her jeans and t-shirt.
She heard a strange sound coming from the surrounding woods. Her ears perched up, and she cautiously looked around, yet saw nothing.
It was two years ago, and earlier that day she had just gone swimming, in a river. As circumstances were she didn't have a swimming suit, so she had decided to take a dive in her jeans and t-shirt.
She heard a strange sound coming from the surrounding woods. Her ears perched up, and she cautiously looked around, yet saw nothing.
11/30/2008 1:57 PM PST
Then she awoke in her bed, which by this point was soaking wet with a fowl odor attached to the dampness.
"Ah bollocks!" she exclaimed.
I haven't done this in years. Her husband rolled over and nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Oh mother of god that's just rancid." He said as he got up and entered the bathroom to take a shower.
"Ah bollocks!" she exclaimed.
I haven't done this in years. Her husband rolled over and nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Oh mother of god that's just rancid." He said as he got up and entered the bathroom to take a shower.
11/30/2008 1:54 PM PST
The ocean was blood red and filled with entrails of the innocent.
She stood and gazed at the vast ocean in sheer horror and disgust. "where in the hell am I she thought to herself."
"Precisely said a sinister voice coming from the ocean."
Chills ran down the back of her spine.....
(ok im getting bored someone else finish it up)
She stood and gazed at the vast ocean in sheer horror and disgust. "where in the hell am I she thought to herself."
"Precisely said a sinister voice coming from the ocean."
Chills ran down the back of her spine.....
(ok im getting bored someone else finish it up)
11/11/2008 8:51 AM PST
This is just confusing I think that she should start off on an island in the middle of an ocean of pudding. That would be a cool story
11/4/2008 4:58 AM PST
Hey all! Just one comment for those who are new to the story -
Read the blurb, then start at the beginning of the project and read through that to get a sense of how twisted this story really is - then (and only then) do you add your contribution.
Right, that dealt with - Glib, TDM I've posted the next part....
Read the blurb, then start at the beginning of the project and read through that to get a sense of how twisted this story really is - then (and only then) do you add your contribution.
Right, that dealt with - Glib, TDM I've posted the next part....
11/3/2008 2:15 PM PST
Adrianne started running through the thick woods, barefooted, she stepped on a clam. 'What is a clam doing in the middle of the woods?' Adrianne thought to herself, but shrugged it off and continued running. Then ,she heard the sound of water hitting the shore, and soon ran into a clearing. There, in front of her, was a huge view of an ocean.
10/27/2008 4:51 PM PDT
new new new to all this nonsense, but i need to get my writing juices flowing. dont be too harsh with my chapter
10/22/2008 2:30 PM PDT
Adrianne starting running through the thick woods, barefooted, she stepped on a
10/20/2008 8:13 PM PDT
I am taking the time to create my day manifesting a new world view. In the time it takes to breathe in and out I am a reality.
10/12/2008 1:53 AM PDT
I'm next! Get ready for another of my chapters!
10/4/2008 7:06 AM PDT
There you go - time for someone else to pick up the baton!
10/1/2008 11:06 AM PDT
Again, somebody carry on the story!
9/19/2008 8:16 AM PDT
Somebody carry on the story!
9/16/2008 5:44 PM PDT
poop
9/13/2008 5:03 AM PDT
ladefrickinda, the project is in the submissions panel. you must follow on from the last submission to create just one long story, not a hoard of tiny ones. sorry if i didn't make that clear enough, but don't submit to the comments page.
9/11/2008 3:21 PM PDT
Damn sorry, thought Id started a new story ol fella me lad.
Apple logies I should be shot!
Apple logies I should be shot!
9/10/2008 3:49 PM PDT
Excuse me. Hey, thedainmaster, are u going to pick up where i left off, or is this all just an elaborate ruse?
Fie on Thee Satan.
Fie on Thee Satan.
9/10/2008 3:43 PM PDT
(i guess it's up to me to continue? geeze)
they had come to rest finally, between his left shoe & the farthest appendicular corner. a vein in his head throbbed. who did they think he was anyway? james mason? he slowly cranked his torso upward so that his right elbow
they had come to rest finally, between his left shoe & the farthest appendicular corner. a vein in his head throbbed. who did they think he was anyway? james mason? he slowly cranked his torso upward so that his right elbow
9/10/2008 3:34 PM PDT
the night was dark & stormy in the classroom. a bird twittered self consciously while eating a large, redolent pear. outside the window, a twig snapped. he knew that if he didn't do something about his curiously sunburnt hand soon, they would be all over him like white on rice. he leaned farther over his legs until his carefully groomed forehead touched his sock. and let out a moan. they were there. again.
9/8/2008 11:15 AM PDT
Oh, God, ALL CAPS!
9/2/2008 9:53 PM PDT
TO DREAMPCS-
YOU'RE FUNNY - LOOK TO THE RIGHT CLICK ON MORE STORIES THEN GO TIL YOU CANT GO ANYMORE THEN READ THAT LAST STORY AND THEN CLICK START A NEW STORY TO CONTINUE OFF OF THAT LAST ONE YOU JUST READ
YOU'RE FUNNY - LOOK TO THE RIGHT CLICK ON MORE STORIES THEN GO TIL YOU CANT GO ANYMORE THEN READ THAT LAST STORY AND THEN CLICK START A NEW STORY TO CONTINUE OFF OF THAT LAST ONE YOU JUST READ
9/2/2008 3:22 AM PDT
Where's the start of the story? Am I supposed to be starting it?
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