The other day, I thought of a story idea. How about a sort of surreal story? How about a really long story and people can add to it? Of course, not without reading the last submission. How about it?
Must post between 2 and 20 lines, or no less than 10 words and no more than 100.
No double-posting.
Keep on track with the general storyline/theme/setting (like if it's a Western, don't add "Then they found a rocketship and went into space where they found an alien dragon king...". You can be creative, but not completely obscure and incoherent.
No racism or foul language which produces stars ("****" or purposeful misspellings of such words. But you can use filler words with the same effect like "darn" "fudge" and "shoot".
Keep the perspective the same. If it's first-person limited, keep it that way. If it's 3rd-person omniscient, keep it that way. (That way one post isn't like "I ran around the corner hoping for salvation, but he was already waiting for me." and the next like "The boy was taken to the man's hideout."
Yes, I'll use all the rules you mentioned, EmperorPalpatine.
Must post between 2 and 20 lines, or no less than 10 words and no more than 100.
No double-posting.
Keep on track with the general storyline/theme/setting (like if it's a Western, don't add "Then they found a rocketship and went into space where they found an alien dragon king...". You can be creative, but not completely obscure and incoherent.
No racism or foul language which produces stars ("****" or purposeful misspellings of such words. But you can use filler words with the same effect like "darn" "fudge" and "shoot".
Keep the perspective the same. If it's first-person limited, keep it that way. If it's 3rd-person omniscient, keep it that way. (That way one post isn't like "I ran around the corner hoping for salvation, but he was already waiting for me." and the next like "The boy was taken to the man's hideout."
Use plot twists sparingly.
Except that, you must write a paragraph. I DO NOT want to see one line!
[Thanks] [Ok lets make the theme...(going to random article on Wiki for inspiration: Wiki came up with) William S. Knudsen, who served in Europe in WWII, so the theme is WWII][also since hitting TAB just redirects you to the submit button, use space 3 times to signify a new paragraph]
Captain Drake was awoken early in the morning by the sound of gunfire. He walked out of his small bunker and into the main vein of their current trench. The air smelled of gunsmoke. Regardless of the noise of the gunfire, he heard the faint whistle that could only mean one thing: "INCOMMING!" shouted Captain Drake, just seconds before enemy artillery rounds bombarded the trench. He clutched his M1 Garand tightly like his life depended on it, which it did. He kept his head down as he moved over to his second-in-command Lieutenant Dan. "Status report, Lieutenant!" "We're running low on men, sir: they're hitting us too hard!" "Have the reinforcements arrived yet?" "No, sir," he said weakly, almost on the brink of tears, "we've only got a few dozen men left!"
Continuing- " Hold firm. We can survive until they come!" " But, sir, what-?" " We WILL hold them back!" Captain Drake replied firmly. Lieutenant Dan stared at his captain. What if the men didn't hold? What if the reinforcements didn't arrive? His fears seem written on his face. Captain Drake appeared not to notice. He was staring out over the trench. A very dangerous endeavor. He ducked down as a mortar shell hit nearby. He started back along the trench to check on the others. To the left a ways, four men were holding the incoming assaults well. But not for long, he thought grimly. He returned to his Lieutenant's side. Watching the right end of the trench, he saw one of his men crawl out. Seeing a man stand up on the enemy side, Captain Drake open fired to cover his man. " What's he doing? He'll be killed?" Dan cried. " I don't know. Cover him. I'm going to find out."
[Ok rule change: 200 word limit (yours was about 140, mine was about 160. Can't get in much detail with 100).]
Captain Drake, while keeping low, hastily made his way to the end of the trench. He knew it would be foolish to go after the soldier, but since he's the main character and it's early in the story, he's currently immune to enemy fire (sort of broke the 4th wall there). He crawled after the soldier as quickly as he could. He caught up to the soldier, a private by his rank insignia, and spat in his face, "What the hell are you doing out here?! See what's over there?", he points at the enemy trench, "That's the enemy! If you're lucky, they'll shoot you before you get halfway!"
[Continued] The soldier looked around, his eyes wide, but not with fear. " I'm going to distract them," he explained quickly. " Give them something to look at while we wait for-" " No! I can't lose men now! Get back to the trench!" The soldier obeyed hastily, crawling back as fast as possible. Captain Drake followed him, hoping that Lieutenant Dan had remembered to cover them. He hadn't. His eye was elsewhere. He was distracted by a skirmish on the left end. Captain Drake couldn't believe what he was seeing. They were uncovered! " Dan!!" He yelled, above the sound of flying bullets and tank fire. " Cover us! Cover us!" Dan spun about. His head came up over the edge of the trench. He aimed beyond them and fired. Captain Drake was furious. Dan's bullets whizzed over his head. The private scrambled to the trench and dropped in. Captain Drake was close behind and fell in beside Dan. He had half a mind to shake the Lieutenant. " Why did you look away?!" " There's a commotion to the left! You'd better check on Jackson and Gray. They're hard held!" Captain Drake looked. Sure enough, there was a skirmish. An enemy combatant had reached their side.
After ordering some machine-gunners to cover the left side, Drake went to observe what happened. He looked at the recently killed enemy's body. "How did he get so close?" "I-I don't know, sir," Private Jackson stammered, "He must have been hiding in the shallow graves made by the artillery rounds and just kept moving in." "Then keep a better watch on those!" Captain Drake shouted, "I don't want any more to get through!" "Yes sir," Private Jackson said sheepishly. Captain Drake went back over to Lieutenant Dan and barked at him, "I am your commanding officer! When I give you an order, you do it!"
Lieutenant Dan stared back at Captain Drake. He knew full well what Drake was referring to. He'd failed to cover his captain and the foolish private who'd snuck out. He turned back and focused on the enemy before him. Captain Drake crawled back to Private Jackson. " Keep them occupied here. And don't get any crazy ideas about crawling out there like Private Carl!" " Yes sir." Private Jackson hunched down and aimed his rifle. Beads of sweat were running slowly down his red face. Captain Drake crawled back to his Lieutenant. " What's that?" Dan asked, pointing above the enemy lines into the air. Captain Drake looked up. Something that looked like a large cloud seemed to be forming overhead. He narrowed his eyes. " Yes, what is that?"
"Enemy Luftwaffe inbound!" shouted a private with binoculars. "That's a lot of 'em!" yelled another with a shaky tone. "TAKE COVER!" Captain Drake shouted, "Prepare to be bombed!" He waited. Dozens of planes were directly overhead. And... Nothing. "They must be saving their bombs for something else, sir," guessed Lieutenant Dan. "It would seem so," said Captain Drake, "They must be moving on to the cities."
"No, thats crazy!" Said a veteran to his left. "They know the AA is too thick to make a bombing run over the cities at this point." Just then large, circular shadows began to appear over the troops. "FALSCHIRMJAGERS!(Paratroopers)Prepare for the fight of your life boys!" Screamed drake over the machine-gun fire and incoming mortar shells.
