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Well, since there have been no new forum games lately, I decided to make one. I call it "Evolving Story." Basically, what we do, is create a story by adding a sentence with each post.
Ex.
User1: A mudkip kip army came.
User2:A mudkip kip army came. The torchic army was completely pwnzored by them.
Okay, I'll start
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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here."
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!"
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room. "Yes it is I, RockSauron The Great!", responded a booming voice in the corner. "I'M HAVING A PARTY TO CELEBRATE HOW EVIL I AM AND YOU'RE ALL INVITED!!!11 =D". The entire room burst into uproar.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room. "Yes it is I, RockSauron The Great!", responded a booming voice in the corner. "I'M HAVING A PARTY TO CELEBRATE HOW EVIL I AM AND YOU'RE ALL INVITED!!!11 =D". The entire room burst into uproar. all of a sudden, RockSauron was shot by the evil Code, and all the people in the land mourned his passing.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room. "Yes it is I, RockSauron The Great!", responded a booming voice in the corner. "I'M HAVING A PARTY TO CELEBRATE HOW EVIL I AM AND YOU'RE ALL INVITED!!!11 =D". The entire room burst into uproar. all of a sudden, RockSauron was shot by the evil Code, and all the people in the land mourned his passing. Code, trying to clear his political record, then blamed the killing on the infamous pirate Marino, who was immediately executed.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room. "Yes it is I, RockSauron The Great!", responded a booming voice in the corner. "I'M HAVING A PARTY TO CELEBRATE HOW EVIL I AM AND YOU'RE ALL INVITED!!!11 =D". The entire room burst into uproar. all of a sudden, RockSauron was shot by the evil Code, and all the people in the land mourned his passing. Code, trying to clear his political record, then blamed the killing on the infamous pirate Marino, who was immediately executed. A ghastly figure rose from the newly deceased pirate captain's corpse.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. To be exact, it was midnight. Nine riders, garbed in black, rode across the plains. Looking left, looking right, they sent a chill down the spine of Twilight Town. The cool desert sands whipped against their concealed faces. A small hobkip looked out his window to see the riders. He turned around and with hesitation in his voice said "Mmmaster.. They're....here." "Good", said the master, "Go out there and bring them to me!" The hobkip ran quickly to the door. The hobkip cried out for them to come to him, and was instantly evaporated for daring to speak to a being of such pure evil as them. The Nine dismounted their hourses, and entered the house. The one in front of the other eight shot a piercing gaze at the old, worn building before entering through the creaked door. once they entered they felt somthing was wrong immediatly. A dark shadow overtook them. "Dark Lord RockSauron!" cried a random peanut in the room. "Yes it is I, RockSauron The Great!", responded a booming voice in the corner. "I'M HAVING A PARTY TO CELEBRATE HOW EVIL I AM AND YOU'RE ALL INVITED!!!11 =D". The entire room burst into uproar. all of a sudden, RockSauron was shot by the evil Code, and all the people in the land mourned his passing. Code, trying to clear his political record, then blamed the killing on the infamous pirate Marino, who was immediately executed. A ghastly figure rose from the newly deceased pirate captain's corpse. Code deceived the angry spirit into working for his cause, his plan for universal domination.