Post by Aim on Apr 26, 2006 15:25:19 GMT -5
This is a fairly common game, as I understand (I just thought the name went well with it), but I was thinking that maybe it might be fun to try it out. The way it works is similar to the design of a few of our other games, although it may require just a bit more effort. Anyways, here are the rules: first, somebody posts almost a paragraph of a story. For instance:
Lex Loathe, head of Loathe Inc., thought April 26, 2006 would be the perfect day. Hopping out of his bed, he went to check on his incoming saps, or as they were formally known, "investors." Seeing that everything was in order there, Lex went to get dressed. Reaching for his oh-so-stylish purple bowtie,
And then you'd stop there. The next guy who comes in then posts another short paragraph which completely disrupts the train of thought of the last guy, preventing the natural progression of the story. For instance:
he found that Glyde had burned it on an effigy. Outside, Glyde and many Birdbots were rioting with pickit signs, displaying messages such as "Lex Loathe Unfair!" and "We Loathe Loathe!" "Oh, wow, that was clever guys!" Lex yelled down at them. "I've been demanding higher wages for weeks now, Mr. Loathe, and I haven't recieved even a penny extra!" Glyde yelled back. "Oh, please, you don't do anything for this corporation! Why should I give you a raise?" he snapped in response. "Well, in case you haven't noticed, Lex,
And you see, that leaves open all kinds of zany possibilities for the next poster. It also makes it obvious what should be said, such as "I've done all the real work around here," or something to that effect. This means that the next poster knows exactly what not to say. I think it will require a bit of effort, but I'll bet it could be fun. I'll start:
Megaman emerged victorious from the Harmahn ruins, clutching a refractor to his chest with the appropriate arm, equipped with a lifter tool for the exact occassion. Heading for the crossroads, he chatted with Roll over the two-way communicators she had built, talking about how to properly invest this newfound fortune. However, just as Megaman was about to ask the all-important concluding question of "So, is the pizza ready for lunch yet?", a large dot appeared in the sky. It was one of Tron's robots! Descending down towards Megaman, the robot
Lex Loathe, head of Loathe Inc., thought April 26, 2006 would be the perfect day. Hopping out of his bed, he went to check on his incoming saps, or as they were formally known, "investors." Seeing that everything was in order there, Lex went to get dressed. Reaching for his oh-so-stylish purple bowtie,
And then you'd stop there. The next guy who comes in then posts another short paragraph which completely disrupts the train of thought of the last guy, preventing the natural progression of the story. For instance:
he found that Glyde had burned it on an effigy. Outside, Glyde and many Birdbots were rioting with pickit signs, displaying messages such as "Lex Loathe Unfair!" and "We Loathe Loathe!" "Oh, wow, that was clever guys!" Lex yelled down at them. "I've been demanding higher wages for weeks now, Mr. Loathe, and I haven't recieved even a penny extra!" Glyde yelled back. "Oh, please, you don't do anything for this corporation! Why should I give you a raise?" he snapped in response. "Well, in case you haven't noticed, Lex,
And you see, that leaves open all kinds of zany possibilities for the next poster. It also makes it obvious what should be said, such as "I've done all the real work around here," or something to that effect. This means that the next poster knows exactly what not to say. I think it will require a bit of effort, but I'll bet it could be fun. I'll start:
Megaman emerged victorious from the Harmahn ruins, clutching a refractor to his chest with the appropriate arm, equipped with a lifter tool for the exact occassion. Heading for the crossroads, he chatted with Roll over the two-way communicators she had built, talking about how to properly invest this newfound fortune. However, just as Megaman was about to ask the all-important concluding question of "So, is the pizza ready for lunch yet?", a large dot appeared in the sky. It was one of Tron's robots! Descending down towards Megaman, the robot