Alright, .-. I figured that I would try a game out, it should be interesting... If there's already this game on the forum please let me know >_> And... delete this one or whatever. Anyway :D Here's how it works! You can only write one sentence (and no it cannot be a run-on sentence...), and it HAS to to go off of the previous line. If it doesn't... you'll make this chick cry -> :mowsad
Characters may be added if appropriate >_> But... this rule will change if there becomes an over-population of characters and people WILL start dying ._. And dialogue? Sure, they can talk. As long as they don't say more than one sentence :P
So! On with the show! I shall start. (This is starting, so two or three sentences will be made. Don't hate me! =dodges bricks= I'm dividing the sentences with boldness ;D)
"This is what you get for showing up," Josh told the girl standing next to him. "Now you're in for it, Jas." She turned to face him, her smile mocking his very existence. "What is so damn funny?" He scowled, not believing her arrogance.
The lights were dim, dull, and flickering, shadows playing over the two adolescant faces like wrestling tigers.
His hand trembled as his white knuckles clung to a knife.
"You son of a bitch," the other said, holding the mangled remains of his very last tomato.
Jasmine began to laugh as she said, "You have interesting friends there, Josh..."
(But seriously, Cog...that threw me off a bit xD)
But Josh was not amused - deep in his heart, he knew, he could not forgive this man.
(And I am being very silly. I am sorry. :B)
He flexed his fingers experimentally, as if weighing how much force it would take to suddenly sieze the knife and hurl it.
When suddenly, he is tackled from behind!
It's Josh's mom, the blood from a fresh kill glistening off her lips.
'You..." Jasmine breathed, her eyes wide. "You're a vampire?!"
"What did you think the sixteen gallons of sunblock was for?" he gasps, whilst pinned to the ground.
Josh's mom grinned, displaying her fangs. "I wonder which of you would be the tastiest.." she went on, as he licked some of the blood on her lips off.
Jasmine sighed unpleasantly, "I'm leaving."
Josh's mother let out an unearthly cackle, freezing Jazmine's marrow and forcing her, almost against her will to slowly turn around.
As she stared into Josh's Mother's eyes, she felt all her cares start to slip away.
The vampiress, gloating at the ease of her conquest, shrieked out "You cannot defeat the Drakhai!"
Jasmine squinted, with an annoyed look on her face, "Oh for the love of..." she muttered, as she moved over and went to punch the vampiress in the face.
"Mom!" Josh screamed at the top of his lungs from the other side of the room. "You're embarrassing me!!"
"Sorry Dear!" she quickly stated. "Care for a cookie, Jasmine? I don't bite... Much."
"Oh light", Josh exclaimed in disgust. "Nobody gets that joke".
Jasmine stopped abruptly, "whats with the fangs?", she demanded as she raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
The boy with the mutilated tomato calculated, and produced a silver lighter.
He then proceeded to drop the lighter, which bounced across the floor, finally coming to rest at Jasmine's feet.
The lighter, drawing Jasmine's attention, allows a distraction as Josh charges towards her.
"I said you were gonna get it!" he says, as he playfully tackles Jasmine and proceeds to tickle her relentlessly.
"You Jerk " says Jasmine as she playfully bop's him.
Josh's friend, Tomato, sighs and shakes his head as he looks at the two wrestle around on the floor.
A smile crosses his face, for he is happy to see them acting like their old selves again.
"Hey..." Josh's mom suddenly realized. "What happened to your knife, Joshy-kins?"
Josh sat up, startled, and looked around for the missing item.
Which promptly grew eight legs, and scuttled away like a frightened spider.
It was no knife - simply a spider that looked like a knife, in very dark rooms.
Tomato laughed as the spider crawled up his leg and back onto his shoulder.
Luckily for Tomato, the spider lost its fangs in an incident a few days ago. :januscat
Jasmine gasps at the sudden randomness of their situation, and decides to add to it by rolling along the floor...
Josh pulls a lever, and attempts to drop a 16 ton weight on the crazy lady rolling on the floor.
Unfortunately, he pulled the wrong lever.
A huge, hideous, slimy disgusting creature rose from the floor
*blurp* the creature stated, before oozing towards the nearest target. Josh's Mother.
She screamed in terror, "Oh no, it's Bill O'Reilly!".
(OOC: To any and all Bill O'Reilly fans, I humbly apologize and beg you not to flame me to a crisp)
But the future refused to change - Bill O'Reilly burbled as he began his dark work.
Her life flashed before her eyes.
For some reason it didn't seem to take too long: it skipped over the boring bits and went right to the good ones.
Such as her college years, she remembered a particularly nasty prank she had pulled on her roommate one night.
On the other hand, this next memory could not be shown because it exceeded the maximum rating of this story: instead, examine the happy blue bird outside her bedroom window, and pay no attention to any other activities.
The next memory that flooded her mind was that or sorrow.
how could she have done such a thing?
A booming voice shouted out from the heavens "BECAUSE I LIKE SCOTCH!"
"Shut up and get down from there Nathan, we could use a little help containing Bill O'Reilly!" Josh's mother yelled angrily at the cabinets.
To which the cabinets refused any reply.
Bill O' Reilly burbled a quick "You!", and began oozing up the walls towards Nathan's hiding spot.