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Story Writing Rp!
Story Writing Rp!
Ok so this is like the storytelling game.
Here are the rules:
I will start off the story.
You will continue it.
YOU MUST WAIT UNTIL SOMEONE ELSE HAS POSTED BEFORE YOU CAN DO IT AGAIN!
When the story is over I will start a new one.
Is that all? I think so. Here it goes!
You run away, you can here your enemies coming closer... and closer. Lightning flashes, and thunder BOOMS, the rain is coming down fast. You skid to a stop, next to a gorge, CLANK, CLACK, Clank, clack...........................splash. You look down and see the river, the water is flowing fast, the river has burst its banks. You hear "There you are!" You have no choice... you have to jump.
All right! That's your begining, you can do what you like. I hope you'll enjoy yourself. I hope this is going to be fun!
submitted by Moonfrost, age Who Cares?, Mars
(January 12, 2016 - 3:37 pm)
(January 12, 2016 - 3:37 pm)
I can't tell why, but all of a sudden, I'm crying. I never cry. Ever. But how are you supposed to stay calm when you don't even know where you are? I have parents. Where are they? Are they looking for me? It's too much for me to handle. All I had known, had ever known, was taken from me, leaving me cursed to run eternally, to stay in hiding, from somebody I don't even know.
Obsidian's face changes, and she looks at me with something I hadn't seen since... since... before. Sympathy. "Oh... now, don't worry. It's gonna be just fine, kid. Come on." She wraps her arm around my shoulder. I don't resist.
Where she's leading me? I don't know. I don't care. She knows something, something that will help... maybe, just maybe, I can stop running. And get home.
(February 5, 2016 - 5:12 pm)
I remember Obsidian, but not much else. In fact, I don't think I had any memories. I tried to think back, but all I could remember was the chase. Where did I come from? Just another question that needed answering. Obsidian stared at me.
"Just as I thought," she muttered to herself. Could I trust her? And what did she know about me? I decided to save it for later, she could be helpful, and maybe I could find out myself. Who knew what she would do if I asked. And suddenly, I felt happy a way I hadn't felt in a long time. I had a purpose in life, other than running. I had to find out who I was.
"Come with me," Obsidian said. I didn't hesitate, if she knew then I wasn't letting her out of my sight. I jumped onto Chase. "Let's go!" I shouted.
"Wait." She whistled. A sleek black horse stepped out of the shadows. She jumped onto him. "Now we can go."
(February 5, 2016 - 5:46 pm)
Sorry, I made a mistake, I know Chase left. I made a different one and submitted the one without the mistake, but this one was put up.
Edemame says paft. Daft? Yes it was very daft of me. Or does she mean path? Probably daft.
(February 7, 2016 - 2:01 pm)
Chase could of come back.
(February 10, 2016 - 12:51 pm)
GO TO THE TOP AND STAY UP THIER! I DON'T CARE IF YOU DON'T WANT TO! JUST DO IT!!!!!!
(February 10, 2016 - 12:53 pm)
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(February 14, 2016 - 3:34 pm)
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(February 20, 2016 - 9:22 am)
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(February 25, 2016 - 3:43 pm)
I'm on a horse, and we're going fast. Through the mist of light, color, and sound, that's the only thing that my racing ind can make out. I'm sitting behind Obsidion I her horse, and the horse is going faster than a horse should be able to. Suddenly, we jerk to a stop. Obsidion climbs of her horse and opens her mouth. She lets out a strange, moaning wail that cuts through the air and freezes the blood in my veins. Then, silence. Silence so thick that I can feel it envelope us in a thick, velvety cloud. It's deafening. Touchable. Complete. And then it's broken by a noise so strange, so beautiful that it's all I can focus on..... Until the portal opens. A glowing oval the size of a horse, it seems to contain everything, all the sounds, all the images, all the memories, that the earth has to offer. Its strange beauty pulls me in, and before I know it, I've stepped through. I tumble out onto a grassy meadow. Obsidion is waiting for me already. I turn around to see a young man stumbling towards us. In the bright sunlight, his features seem oddly familiar. For some reason, instead of asking all the right question, my brain forms one sentence that tumbles out of my lips. "What's your name?" The young man smiles and says one word. "Chase. My name is Chase." Then he nickers, and I black out.
TOP TOP TOP TOP PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!!!!!
(February 26, 2016 - 2:53 pm)
Please won't anybody post?
(February 29, 2016 - 8:16 pm)
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(March 5, 2016 - 4:22 pm)
Top!!! Please!!!
(March 5, 2016 - 9:45 pm)