Write-your-own-story

[Judge_Deadd]

Each episode must be at least 50 words long.
(I don't want to have my thread blocked).

Two other posters must have posted, before you can post again.
No comments/conversations etc, except for continuing the story.
In the event of having two, or three posters, posting their stories at the same time, the 2nd or 3rd poster shall edit their post to continue the story, fr the end of the 1st or 2nd poster's post, as the case may be.
The usual rules on trolling/flaming etc apply. - XIII

John sighed. He was supposed to meet in the Bose Cafeteria w/ beautiful anonymous woman. But she didn't come yet. Suddenly he looked right. There was a teenage with laptop. John by a moment saw a picture of that woman on the laptop screen. Then the teenage closed the laptop and left. John stood up and ran after him. Unfortunately, laptop guy was gone.
Suddenly, a car stopped just by. A hand invited him inside. John entered and...

 

[Pangur Bán]

...then he woke up and realized he was still in the torture chambers of Vlad the Impaler. He was about to be skinned alive over a small fire. [50 words eh?]

It was a fate that he dreaded very much. Of course, neither would this be the first nor the last evil that would be inflicted upon him. He knew, for instance, that every day for the next 2 weeks he'd have a little piece of his body chunked off. And he knew that he would be drowned in human dung when he had finished losing his skin. Oh, it was a terrible fate that lay in store for him.

And, it was no nightmare. It was very, very real.

 

[Aphex_Twin]

Somewhat TOO real, he thought. This doesn't make sence ! Vlad the Impaler? This is the year 2003...
Moments later, as if awaken from a dream within a dream, John was lying on a white marble floor, in a huge, well-lit room. It looked as a 16th century armory room. Medieval armors and weapons were lined up neatly on each side of the room. Everything was shining spotless. Somebody was taking good care of this place...
He stood up, his eyes circling about, trying to make sence of what's going on. What's the last thing he remembered? The picture of a woman on a kid's laptop. She was a lusciuos red-haired woman, probably in her twenties. Her smile... "That smile !"... He then heard a laughter coming from the other side of the chamber...

 

[CivCube]

Holy cow! thought John. It's the woman on the laptop! The woman smirked and made her way across the chamber, her red hair bouncing off her gown. The anxiety that hit John was nearly nauseating. He sweated as she came closer to him. That was when she drew the revolver.

 

[MummyMan]

It was fake of course. When she withdrew her sunglasses from her face her eyes stirred inside him the memories of junior year in high school. She was of course his best friend who always played jokes on him. She sat down as a stunned John gaped in awe at the once fairly portly girl he knew so long ago.

 

[Mojotronica]

"Where is that porno movie music coming from?" thought John as his luscious, newly svelte friend from high school slinked closer.

It's true! Music, eerily similar to the soundtrack to Sonic the Hedgehog, was being piped into the marble room. Then John noticed the mirrored walls and ceilings, and realized he had been abducted for use in Paris' most extravagant peep show.

Whatever would he do?

More importantly, what would Lefty, XIII, Col and/or Eyrei do to this thread when they happened upon it?

 

[Mojotronica]

Before he could make his next move (actually his first real decision of this story (because so far his adventures had been propelled at the whim of some -- seemingly external -- force)) the music stopped and John was escorted out of the peep show chamber by two large mustached men.

"You are too ugly, John. Sorry. We have been having some complaints."

"But I was barely in the chamber for 30 seconds," said John.

"Who can explain the fickle nature of fame? Mon Dieu!"

So Ugly John was ejected, penniless, passport-less, and wearing a white tuxedo onto the busy streets of Paris.

His destiny in the hands of another...

 

[cgannon64]

criminal, as he has come to expect.

He wandered down the streets, hoping to remember someone he could call for money, help, anything. Then he stopped. He recognized the storefront. Joe's American Bar he saw. It was like a slice of home in a foreign land - in fact it was...

(Damn, this word limit is annoying! )

 

[Perfection]

..was his home. He was so confused by all the preceding goobledygook that he decided to take his life. But then a man came up and offered him a red pill and a blue pill. After eating the yellow M&M he found on the floor he immediatly...

 

[anonymous4401]

Fell into the world of Perfection, where the rules of anything decent were repealed. A horrifying world, he knew he had to get out! Suddenly, he woke up in his room. What a horrifying dream he thought. He then got up and...

 

[Perfection]

...lo and behold, It was Perfection! Perfection dragged him back to his dark abyss. Suddenly in the distance he heard a jingle. He knew what the jingle was. It was the Ice Cream man! Trying to find it he stumbled into the most horrible thing imaginable. It was...

 

[Ohwell]

... the darkest, smelliest, most sinister and disgusting of them all, Pillager!! The horrid Torie had evil things in mind, things that are not allowed to be said on this board. But alas, he was in luck. Pillager had to smoke his cigarrete down by the orange peels. He then escaped to...

 

[anonymous4401]

Perfection! Oh the horrors of horrors! In his frantic escape from him he had stumbled upon him again! In a torrentious fury the late John was consumed in a deluge of spam and spam-based objects. The associated pain was quite horrendous. But...

 

[Perfection]

then, Perfection granted him Mercy. Perfection told John he would savor from eternal spamnation if he'd just complete the twelve toughest most gruelling challanges ever. He asked what his first challange was. Perfection said, you must teach the soul of Darkshade the meaning of love. After sending him off, John...

 

[anonymous4401]

said "No way! This is impossible! That crazy Perfection is off his rocker! How can Simon Darkshade and love be used in the same sentence?" Demanding another challenge, John approached Perfection and hit him with a rock. Then...

 

[puglover]

Perfection was about to kill John with an AK-47, when lightning struck the weapon and obliterated it. John used this time to escape. He ran into Simon Darkshade. John then tried to teach him about love. Simon laughed so loud that his laugh could be heard 56 miles away. Simon took a butcher knife and a fork. Then Perfection approached. John was cornered. Then...

 

[Perfection]

...Pefection said, you must find the holy chalice of love. Bring it to Darkshade and make him drink from it. After a couple of days John found it in a pawn shop. After buying it he set off to find Darkshade, but when he came to his lair he saw a huge metal fortress with walls 50 feet high and sorrounded by machine gunners. But he had a plan...

 

[anonymous4401]

Lefty Scaevola appeared! Wielding weapons of experience and the great powers of mod, he obliterated Perfection and Simon Darkshade both, sparing poor John, who was immediately knighted. Then Sir John went on in his life at CFC when...

 

[CivCube]

"He was about to use his plan, when Lefty Scaevola appeared!"

There we go. Nice and connected.

 

[Johann MacLeod]

and escorted him to a dark cavern where the 3 shrouded figures stood. The First one was Julius Ceasar , the Second Charlamange, and the Thid Gustavus adolfus. He stood in awe of the 3 great men. Ceasar was the first to speak, and told him that an acient spring in southern france would be where he would find the chalice. and that Charlamangna, Gustav, lefty, and the 3 blind mice would help him...