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Round Robin Writing Game
This is a creative game for everyone to join in and PLAY! No pressure, just fun!
How it works:
We will all write a story together. Each post should be just one sentence, although you can make the sentence as long and complex as you wish. Stories may go in many directions and have characters introduced at any time, but we should try to keep a thread of coherence, if possible. At some point the story must end. The poster ending the story writes ?The End? and then writes the sentence that will begin a new story.
**It is important to use the reply to topic button rather than the reply on the individual posts so that the writer can edit, if need be.
Please do not be shy! This is so much more fun when everyone joins in!
Here is the first line for the first story:
It was a sunny May morning, and Jack woke up with a smile on his face.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
Jun 25, 2008 9:36 PM
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> Chapter 1
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> Jack and his two best friends were on loan from the
> Peace Corp to the Virunga National Park warden who
> needed help tracking down poachers. Jack, Richie and
> Moniquie were slowly making their way through the
> forest.
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> Butchie's entrance: "Click and minimize"
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> While chopping their way through the dense jungle.
> Jack started to experience a strange sensation. Just
> for a split second the entire jungle was completely
> silent, the air stood still. A large Maynah perched
> above, was eyeing the group with great anticipation.
> Slowly the hairs on Jack's neck began to rise; until
> they stood at attention! Something strange is amidst
> and quickly approaching, he thought. As panic set in.
> Richie and Moniquie began to sense something too!
> Richie asked, "Jack, what the fuck is happening to
> us?" Jack opened his mouth in response. but stopped
> without saying a word. It was then Jack felt the
> slightest sensation against left his cheek, a bristle
> yet tickling feeling. (as if something or someone
> touched him.) Jack's eyes began to dart, scanning the
> canvas of the deep jungle underbrush... for moment he
> started to focus in on one shadowed figure. Then
> without warning, their eyes met. For a brief moment,
> each felt as if their soul intertwined as one. But
> how could this be? Jack questioned his feelings.. The
> erect Ape, scratched his head. Jack mocked the
> gesture. Richie instinctively knew without pause, he
> was witnessing something exciting and new all slow
> motion. Richie motioned, pointing with a nod. Monique
> eyed the clearing... at that same instant the soul
> connection seemed to stop. But A loud voice in his
> head said "Watch Out", Jack had no idea where the
> voice came from, and said "what".
> Richie said "I didn't say nothing, then he heard it
> again louder "Watch Out" as a snake lurches forward
> and bites Jack on the ankle, the snake isn't deadly
> but it did hurt and Jack is looking around, for the
> source of the warning, His eyes meet with the apes
> again and he hears clear as a bell "I tried to warn
> you".
>>Shit,- said Jack,- you slithering, sick, coldblooded cheater, I didn't attack you!
In his pain and anger Jack almost missed the message of the smaller ape, the female. ?Jack?, she said into his head, ?That snake may not be deadly, but here in the jungle you cannot leave a wound like that untreated. The infection will spread quickly, and it could kill you. I know how to stop the pain and heal you, Jack, if you will let me. You must trust me, and do as I say. We need you here.", she said nodding towards the larger ape.
"What we need to help you is very near. On that tree over there. Sit down, Wait here?. She pointed towards a large leafed tree laden with small yellow fruit, and began moving towards it. The larger, male ape turned and grinned at Richie and Monique. Jack shook his head, looked from the small ape to the larger ape, then to Richie and Monique, he blinked his eyes, shook his head one more time, and sat.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
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Edited by skordamou at 06/25/2008 7:01 PM PDT
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
Jun 23, 2008 1:45 AM
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> Chapter 1
>
> Jack and his two best friends were on loan from the
> Peace Corp to the Virunga National Park warden who
> needed help tracking down poachers. Jack, Richie and
> Moniquie were slowly making their way through the
> forest.
>
> Butchie's entrance: "Click and minimize"
>
> While chopping their way through the dense jungle.
> Jack started to experience a strange sensation. Just
> for a split second the entire jungle was completely
> silent, the air stood still. A large Maynah perched
> above, was eyeing the group with great anticipation.
> Slowly the hairs on Jack's neck began to rise; until
> they stood at attention! Something strange is amidst
> and quickly approaching, he thought. As panic set in.
> Richie and Moniquie began to sense something too!
> Richie asked, "Jack, what the fuck is happening to
> us?" Jack opened his mouth in response. but stopped
> without saying a word. It was then Jack felt the
> slightest sensation against left his cheek, a bristle
> yet tickling feeling. (as if something or someone
> touched him.) Jack's eyes began to dart, scanning the
> canvas of the deep jungle underbrush... for moment he
> started to focus in on one shadowed figure. Then
> without warning, their eyes met. For a brief moment,
> each felt as if their soul intertwined as one. But
> how could this be? Jack questioned his feelings.. The
> erect Ape, scratched his head. Jack mocked the
> gesture. Richie instinctively knew without pause, he
> was witnessing something exciting and new all slow
> motion. Richie motioned, pointing with a nod. Monique
> eyed the clearing... at that same instant the soul
> connection seemed to stop. But A loud voice in his
> head said "Watch Out", Jack had no idea where the
> voice came from, and said "what".
> Richie said "I didn't say nothing, then he heard it
> again louder "Watch Out" as a snake lurches forward
> and bites Jack on the ankle, the snake isn't deadly
> but it did hurt and Jack is looking around, for the
> source of the warning, His eyes meet with the apes
> again and he hears clear as a bell "I tried to warn
> you".
Shit,- said Jack,- you slithering, sick, coldblooded cheater, I didn't attack you!
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
Jun 11, 2008 11:11 PM
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Chapter 1
Jack and his two best friends were on loan from the Peace Corp to the Virunga National Park warden who needed help tracking down poachers. Jack, Richie and Moniquie were slowly making their way through the forest.
Butchie's entrance: "Click and minimize"
While chopping their way through the dense jungle. Jack started to experience a strange sensation. Just for a split second the entire jungle was completely silent, the air stood still. A large Maynah perched above, was eyeing the group with great anticipation. Slowly the hairs on Jack's neck began to rise; until they stood at attention! Something strange is amidst and quickly approaching, he thought. As panic set in. Richie and Moniquie began to sense something too! Richie asked, "Jack, what the fuck is happening to us?" Jack opened his mouth in response. but stopped without saying a word. It was then Jack felt the slightest sensation against left his cheek, a bristle yet tickling feeling. (as if something or someone touched him.) Jack's eyes began to dart, scanning the canvas of the deep jungle underbrush... for moment he started to focus in on one shadowed figure. Then without warning, their eyes met. For a brief moment, each felt as if their soul intertwined as one. But how could this be? Jack questioned his feelings.. The erect Ape, scratched his head. Jack mocked the gesture. Richie instinctively knew without pause, he was witnessing something exciting and new all slow motion. Richie motioned, pointing with a nod. Monique eyed the clearing... at that same instant the soul connection seemed to stop. But A loud voice in his head said "Watch Out", Jack had no idea where the voice came from, and said "what".
Richie said "I didn't say nothing, then he heard it again louder "Watch Out" as a snake lurches forward and bites Jack on the ankle, the snake isn't deadly but it did hurt and Jack is looking around, for the source of the warning, His eyes meet with the apes again and he hears clear as a bell "I tried to warn you".
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"Some things I know & some things I don't"
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
Jun 6, 2008 2:13 AM
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Chapter 1
Jack and his two best friends were on loan from the Peace Corp to the Virunga National Park warden who needed help tracking down poachers. Jack, Richie and Moniquie were slowly making their way through the forest.
Butchie's entrance: "Click and minimize"
While chopping their way through the dense jungle. Jack started to experience a strange sensation. Just for a split second the entire jungle was completely silent, the air stood still. A large Maynah perched above, was eyeing the group with great anticipation. Slowly the hairs on Jack's neck began to rise; until they stood at attention! Something strange is amidst and quickly approaching, he thought. As panic set in. Richie and Moniquie began to sense something too! Richie asked, "Jack, what the fuck is happening to us?" Jack opened his mouth in response. but stopped without saying a word. It was then Jack felt the slightest sensation against left his cheek, a bristle yet tickling feeling. (as if something or someone touched him.) Jack's eyes began to dart, scanning the canvas of the deep jungle underbrush... for moment he started to focus in on one shadowed figure. Then without warning, their eyes met. For a brief moment, each felt as if their soul intertwined as one. But how could this be? Jack questioned his feelings.. The erect Ape, scratched his head. Jack mocked the gesture. Richie instinctively knew without pause, he was witnessing something exciting and new all slow motion. Richie motioned, pointing with a nod. Monique eyed the clearing... at that same instant the soul connection seemed to stop.
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Living in the present moment with happiness, awe and no worries as the future. The present moment is all we have!
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
Jun 2, 2008 3:54 PM
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Save, it's a great idea to recap the story at the end of a chapter.
No need to repost the prologue, it is good the way it is. Let's continue with Jack in Congo, or move him wherever someone wants.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 31, 2008 2:37 PM
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I think making our original attempt at the story a prologue is a great idea.
Sven, since you noticed the omissions along the way, how about you repost the whole prologue as you believe it should be. Then as we close chapters we/someone can make one post out of each chapter to make it easier to follow the story.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 31, 2008 1:33 PM
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Chapter 1
Jack and his two best friends were on loan from the Peace Corp to the Virunga National Park warden who needed help tracking down poachers. Jack, Richie and Moniquie were slowly
making their way through the forest.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 31, 2008 1:23 PM
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May I make a suggestion?
It would show respect to everyone participating in writing of the Jack story, if a subsequent poster will not make any changes, corrections or editing to the previously written part.
Reading it again I noticed that a couple of times some posts were omitted. Wouldn't it be more fun, if we try to incorporate every bit into the whole? We have no plot, no concept, it's a free flowing river, let it be what it will become.
I think that keeping all in one post is getting cumbersome.
Hope that no one objects if we make the written part a prologue.
One other thing. It may be difficult to write what you planned in one sentence. We (with some of you) practiced it previously, but let's have a wider margin - one paragraph, not a sentence. OK?
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Edited by svengali2 at 05/31/2008 11:03 AM PDT
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 30, 2008 2:56 AM
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A little bird had landed on his windowsill.
..and he gazed at it as he reached his hand over to the warm sleeping body laying beside him and thought, damn, another beautiful day. Every morning the same decision... Lay here and enjoy the peacefulness of his self-made cabin and his 10 year old retriever, Sam, softly snoring beside him
or rush to get to that lousy job on time... unless...
Determined to stay where he was, Jack decided that the day?s work would be turned over to his junior assistant -the one with the eerily accurate memory for numbers and a face like a bowl of vanilla pudding
Wadda you say old Sam, the hell with work today, let's get out there and enjoy the day.
(Sam raises his head , jumps off the bed and goes straight for his favorite tattered tennis ball, tail wagging)
After fixing a pot off coffee and pouring a cup for himself, Jack stands on the deck of his cabin and throws the ball for Sam, who races out into the woods, down toward the lake. Jack sits down at his table with his lap top, checking the morning news, and throws the ball out into the woods in regular intervals, much to Sam's delight.
Jack was deep into the daily sports page when he reached for Sam's ball, but what his hand found didn't feel at all like that old tattered tennis ball...
It was a Coconut! Jack looked at the bookshelf where he kept his trophies - there, smiling at him was a monkey with his high school sport medals hanging on her neck.
Saru, Jack's recently adopted Capuchin monkey, was at it again being as mischievous as ever.
Jack closed his laptop as Saru lept into his arms.
Suddenly, Jack noticed something strange in the air, a quiet calm... Sam was growing restless, Saru began to get nervous, looking up and then snuggling in Jack's chest.
The sky was growing dark from the north, an eerie pale green seemed to light the sky, the light breeze began to shift in an instant.
It was coming, and fast. A storm was approaching and it didn't look good...
For a moment Jack imagined not moving and let the storm do what it will to him... Then Sam whimpered and Saru jumped for the open door leaving an inch long scratch on his forearm, waking him from his ideation... The green glow was closer... The last thing he remembers thinking was... Saru!
And Saru was also his first thought as he came to, unhurt, thankfully, but pinned beneath a crossbeam, which appeared to be all that remained of his lovingly crafted cabin.
Still trying to open his eyes, he first smelled the fire & destruction, as Jack came too moving the debris, he looked all around but Saru was nowhere in site, what he did see made the hair stand up on the back of his neck.
Sam, sam ol boy, SAM Jack yelled... oh god what has happened,
as Jack lifted up the beam that had held him down, he tried to raise himself up...oh shit, my leg is broken.
He held on to the beam. He heard a whimpering in the distance, Sam was sitting amidst the ruble, he looked up at Jack and then continued to lick at Saru, who lay lifeless at his paws..
No! No! No! It was the only word he could say and couldn't stop saying as his now adrenaline-amped strength helped him claw his way towards them. While he couldn't stop from saying his mantra-prayer 'No! No! No!' his only thought was, "Not again..." (flash back)
20 years ago
We see a young Jack wearing smartly pressed kaki shirt & shorts with a safari hat, which seems to be the official uniform at the San Diego zoo, Jack is working with the primates in the monkey display area, working with primates is the only thing Jack had ever wanted to do & now here he is in charge of the primates at The San Diego Zoo, one of the finest zoo's in the country & at the time Jack felt like he was on top of the world. Not bad for a kid from New Jersey he thought. It was his gift, it seems that Jack was able to read any primates mind.
His favorite and best friend at the time was a old mountain gorilla named Butchie.
It was no coincidence that Jack shared Butchie's fear of snakes, but his misinterpretation of his gift as a purely human experience would precipitate the most surprising yet tragic outcome.
Jack never made a draft, but his years of playing quarterback
taught him the most important skill - concentration, and he pushed thoughts of Butchie back - he had urgent problems to deal with - his broken leg, Saru, who still lay motionless and
the destroyed house.
Jack looked up, a beam of sun shot down from a break in the clouds. The storm was moving south. Thunder rumbled in the distance. Sam gently picked up Saru and tried to navigate over the ruble towards Jack. It was all over so fast. There hadn't been time to feel emotion...until now. Tears ran down Jack's cheek. Sirens blared in the distance, help was coming.
He Didn't know what was worse the pain in his heart or the pain from his leg, the sirens got louder as the pain got worse.
His mind seemed to blink in and out of consciousness along with his hearing... was there a rustling in the tall grass near the old stone wall... was it a snake... terror mingled with fog and suddenly Jack was transported back to Africa and re-experiencing he first encounter with Butchie...
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 30, 2008 1:09 AM
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A little bird had landed on his windowsill.
..and he gazed at it as he reached his hand over to the warm sleeping body laying beside him and thought, damn, another beautiful day. Every morning the same decision... Lay here and enjoy the peacefulness of his self-made cabin and his 10 year old retriever, Sam, softly snoring beside him
or rush to get to that lousy job on time... unless...
Determined to stay where he was, Jack decided that the day?s work would be turned over to his junior assistant -the one with the eerily accurate memory for numbers and a face like a bowl of vanilla pudding
Wadda you say old Sam, the hell with work today, let's get out there and enjoy the day.
(Sam raises his head , jumps off the bed and goes straight for his favorite tattered tennis ball, tail wagging)
After fixing a pot off coffee and pouring a cup for himself, Jack stands on the deck of his cabin and throws the ball for Sam, who races out into the woods, down toward the lake. Jack sits down at his table with his lap top, checking the morning news, and throws the ball out into the woods in regular intervals, much to Sam's delight.
Jack was deep into the daily sports page when he reached for Sam's ball, but what his hand found didn't feel at all like that old tattered tennis ball...
It was a Coconut! Jack looked at the bookshelf where he kept his trophies - there, smiling at him was a monkey with his high school sport medals hanging on her neck.
Saru, Jack's recently adopted Capuchin monkey, was at it again being as mischievous as ever.
Jack closed his laptop as Saru lept into his arms.
Suddenly, Jack noticed something strange in the air, a quiet calm... Sam was growing restless, Saru began to get nervous, looking up and then snuggling in Jack's chest.
The sky was growing dark from the north, an eerie pale green seemed to light the sky, the light breeze began to shift in an instant.
It was coming, and fast. A storm was approaching and it didn't look good...
For a moment Jack imagined not moving and let the storm do what it will to him... Then Sam whimpered and Saru jumped for the open door leaving an inch long scratch on his forearm, waking him from his ideation... The green glow was closer... The last thing he remembers thinking was... Saru!
And Saru was also his first thought as he came to, unhurt, thankfully, but pinned beneath a crossbeam, which appeared to be all that remained of his lovingly crafted cabin.
Still trying to open his eyes, he first smelled the fire & destruction, as Jack came too moving the debris, he looked all around but Saru was nowhere in site, what he did see made the hair stand up on the back of his neck.
Sam, sam ol boy, SAM Jack yelled... oh god what has happened,
as Jack lifted up the beam that had held him down, he tried to raise himself up...oh shit, my leg is broken.
He held on to the beam. He heard a whimpering in the distance, Sam was sitting amidst the ruble, he looked up at Jack and then continued to lick at Saru, who lay lifeless at his paws..
No! No! No! It was the only word he could say and couldn't stop saying as his now adrenaline-amped strength helped him claw his way towards them. While he couldn't stop from saying his mantra-prayer 'No! No! No!' his only thought was, "Not again..." (flash back)
20 years ago
We see a young Jack wearing smartly pressed kaki shirt & shorts with a safari hat, which seems to be the official uniform at the San Diego zoo, Jack is working with the primates in the monkey display area, working with primates is the only thing Jack had ever wanted to do & now here he is in charge of the primates at The San Diego Zoo, one of the finest zoo's in the country & at the time Jack felt like he was on top of the world. Not bad for a kid from New Jersey he thought. It was his gift, it seems that Jack was able to read any primates mind.
His favorite and best friend at the time was a old mountain gorilla named Butchie.
It was no coincidence that Jack shared Butchie's fear of snakes, but his misinterpretation of his gift as a purely human experience would precipitate the most surprising yet tragic outcome.
Jack never made a draft, but his years of playing quarterback
taught him the most important skill - concentration, and he pushed thoughts of Butchie back - he had urgent problems to deal with - his broken leg, Saru, who still lay motionless and
the destroyed house.
Jack looked up, a beam of sun shot down from a break in the clouds. The storm was moving south. Thunder rumbled in the distance. Sam gently picked up Saru and tried to navigate over the ruble towards Jack. It was all over so fast. There hadn't been time to feel emotion...until now. Tears ran down Jack's cheek. Sirens blared in the distance, help was coming.
He Didn't know what was worse the pain in his heart or the pain from his leg, the sirens got louder as the pain got worse.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 29, 2008 11:56 PM
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Farley- I am barking two words- stop it! You are contributing here, so don't worry about a thing, we are enjoying this! Please keep writing, your efforts are greatly appreciated, I mean that sincerely.
And now I will bark what I must: Farley!!!!!
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 29, 2008 11:14 PM
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id really like to edit that
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 29, 2008 10:49 PM
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> sorry I screwed it up Sven, Thanks for fixing my
> mistake. I'LL NEVER POST ON HERE AGAIN.
You can't screw up my friend, you made a contribution....now come back and add to it... hell, I'm no writer, if I was I'd have a job 
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May 29, 2008 10:47 PM
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Here we go! Farley, don't you ever say something like that again!
It makes the story - all the twists, loops and surprises.
If not Butchie that you brought in, there would not be a side story line, no excursion in the past. It will work in the story, just wait an see.
Did you watch "Lost"? I did. All the time it was something without a direction, as if the scriptwriters had no idea what is going to happen next. Seriously, I think they had not - most of the time.
And they had pros working, and the producers and the whole enchilada.
So - we are writing for ourselves, no pressure, no stress, what
will come out of it - will be a BIG and HUGE surprise for everyone.
By everyone I mean - everyone. You, Farley, too.
No deserting, too late, you are invested in the story already.
Cheers, my friend.
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Re: Round Robin Writing Game
May 29, 2008 10:33 PM
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sorry I screwed it up Sven, Thanks for fixing my mistake. I'LL NEVER POST ON HERE AGAIN.
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