Build Your Own Story (Redux)
#51
Posted 09 June 2006 - 11:48 PM
But of course, because Night was one of those anti-heros (of the sort that starts out bad, but will usually do the right thing in the end) he expertly performed the Heimlich maneuver on Dawn, and a large chunk of poorly-chewed turkey shot out of Dawn's mouth and splatted against a nearby tree.
((It is, in fact, only one sentence))
((It is, in fact, only one sentence))
"The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.'" - George Carlin
#52
Posted 10 June 2006 - 12:09 AM
Unfortunately, the tree was also allergic to turkey.
"Sometimes I get confused whether I'm posting on ATT or in the War Room. But then I remind myself: If it's moderators acting scatter-brained and foolish, then it's the War Room*.
*Unless it's Avatara, of course."
-- From the memoirs of Sundered Angel
*Unless it's Avatara, of course."
-- From the memoirs of Sundered Angel
#54
Posted 10 June 2006 - 01:26 PM
Quite obviously, the tree's allergy to turkey had caused it to become a man-eating monster. Quickly, it uprooted itself and advanced on Dawn and Night menacingly; Night threw Dawn at it to give himself time to escape.
#55
Posted 11 June 2006 - 06:55 PM
Without sparing a glance to see how Dawn fared, Night ran blindly away from the man-eating tree, and in his confusion, found himself face-to-face with a Scylla of the northern shore.
Meanwhile, Dawn stood, unable to move, staring in horror at the lumbering wooden carnivore approaching her--- until a glowing arrow whistled past her and thudded into its mossy "hide," breaking the trance.
Meanwhile, Dawn stood, unable to move, staring in horror at the lumbering wooden carnivore approaching her--- until a glowing arrow whistled past her and thudded into its mossy "hide," breaking the trance.
Back in black and on a Mac, Jack.
#59
Posted 14 June 2006 - 09:09 PM
Obviously, Dawn was in the middle of yet another horrific hallucination. At least, she hoped that to be the case, when she saw that there was an army of little green men with pink swords charging at her.
#60
Posted 14 June 2006 - 09:31 PM
"Darn it, I need to talk to my doctor about this medicine he gave me for my allergy to multiple sentences," she muttered to herself, as the little green soldiers used their pink swords to slice up a blue, life-sized, hydra-shaped birthday cake. "These hallucination side-effects are getting ridiculous."
"The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.'" - George Carlin
#62
Posted 16 June 2006 - 11:53 PM
As Dawn reflected on the possible subconscious meanings of her hallucinations, Night was rather busy screaming at the top of his lungs, for the Scylla, picking up the faint smell of turkey sandwiches still lingering about its soon-to-be-prey, realized it hadn't eaten in far too long a time . . .
Back in black and on a Mac, Jack.
#63
Posted 18 June 2006 - 03:36 PM
Fortunately for Night, his screaming hurt the Scylla's sensitive hearing causing it to retreat. Unfortunately for Night, his screaming woke Alaric up and made him very, very, very, very angry with Night...
#66
Posted 02 July 2006 - 12:00 AM
Night to lunge at Alaric wielding a sharp twig...
#71
Posted 07 July 2006 - 03:23 PM
Night also ran, screaming, "RUN! IT'S AN ARMY OF 1 FT. TALL CERAMIC ALARICS!" Hearing this (and being unaware that the little Alarics were actually quite real), Dawn clapped her hands together gleefully, saying, "Hallelujah! I'm not the only one who is crazy after all!"
#74
Posted 17 July 2006 - 08:48 PM
Although both Night and Dawn by some miracle managed to escape from the Alarics, they were unable to stop them, and the little ceramics statues quickly laid siege to every major Cytheran city. It was the beginning of the Cytheran Time of Troubles...