Jenny Everywhere stalked down the empty streets, clutching her laser pistol. Perhaps Jenny Nowhere was responsible for the state of the city. Perhaps not. Maybe there were no zombies at all, and that just her assumption. She still went onward, through the streets, until she came across a wide but not quite tall building, with double doors that were hanging wide open.
(Usual obligatory notice: The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.)
Oh look, a ghost!Cautiously, Jenny entered the building. Not cautiously enough, however.
She found herself in a dungeon room. It was darker than the tool shed back at home, with only one torch lighting up one corner of it. There was a stairway leading up to the second floor, and a cellar door that lead to the basement. The whole place smelled like mold, and skeletons were scattered on the floor.
"Rarity, are you okay? We gotta get you and your friends outta here soon!"Then, one of the skeletons stood up!! And the scariest part of this story is that IT was HER, and then SHE BECAME SKELETON!!!!!
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterAnd then, in a lighthearted reprieve, she fell back down again, as it's hard to stand without musculature.
Mostly does better things now. Key word mostly. Writes things, but you'll never find them. Or you can ask.The story could have ended here. But Charles Atlas, the Hero of the Beach, took pity on the skeleton. All it takes for the Skeleton War to peter out is if good men do nothing. And he was the best. He would help her build up some inexplicable muscle. It was his calling.
Forever liveblogging the AvengersHe helped her train, until she was buff and more muscular than even the most muscular men (somehow.) At the end, she was so strong, she could defeat even the Kraken.
Charles Atlas was pleased. He has done his duty. His job here was done.
edited 6th Nov '16 8:11:14 PM by fdiaperhead
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edited 6th Nov '16 8:04:40 PM by Afterwards
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterSorry...
ah, now I could do it.
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(youre good i just dont want later players to come in and be spoiled)
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterThing is, the Kraken would stand to hear none of this, that he could possibly be beaten by a mere human female. So he got together with his other kraken pals under the sea to formulate a plan...
edited 7th Nov '16 12:58:23 PM by TheLyniezian
Wanted: one more person to have a go and complete the current story... anyone?
To create tentacle hentai to brainwash humanity to accept them.
Now known as Cyber ControllerSo we're done now? Let's go see what it is, then start another round!
"Rarity, are you okay? We gotta get you and your friends outta here soon!"Once, there was a talking chimpanzee named Bobo.
Now known as Cyber ControllerHe was not particularly fond of humanity, and for arguably good reason.
The humans have destroyed his forest home, locked him in a cage, and brought him to the zoo, where kids could point and laugh at his antics.
"Rarity, are you okay? We gotta get you and your friends outta here soon!"But Harambe could not stand for it. He would have his revenge.
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterThe ghost of a meme tweeted out, "hug your children, folks". And the response was astounding.
Mostly does better things now. Key word mostly. Writes things, but you'll never find them. Or you can ask.All over the world, thousands of people hugged their children, bringing about world peace.
Of course, this made the time ripe for THE SUMMONNING OF CTHULHU!
My new plan is so secret that even I cannot understand its full scope!Mary would have none of this Cthluthu business. So she packed together the usual things (nightie, toothbrush, spare underwear, Glock pistol, regular frag grenades, specially-modified anti-immortal grenades powerful enough to take down more than your common-or-garden Eldritch Abomination...) and set off for where the summoning was due to take place. note
Since nobody bothered to post a despoilered version of the first story...
EDIT: ...actually I will bother.
(Second story still ongoing, folks.)
Jenny Everywhere appeared as if out of nowhere into yet another new reality, laser pistol drawn. It was twilight, in what appeared to be a deserted city, skyscrapers towering overhead, discarded rubbish strewn across the streets floating in the breeze. Jenny knew this did not look good, and wondered when the zombies would come out of the basements and alleyways, hungry for her living flesh. But first, she had to find her nemesis alter ego, Jenny Nowhere...
(Usual obligatory notice: The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.)
Jenny Everywhere stalked down the empty streets, clutching her laser pistol. Perhaps Jenny Nowhere was responsible for the state of the city. Perhaps not. Maybe there were no zombies at all, and that just her assumption. She still went onward, through the streets, until she came across a wide but not quite tall building, with double doors that were hanging wide open.
Cautiously, Jenny entered the building. Not cautiously enough, however.
She found herself in a dungeon room. It was darker than the tool shed back at home, with only one torch lighting up one corner of it. There was a stairway leading up to the second floor, and a cellar door that lead to the basement. The whole place smelled like mold, and skeletons were scattered on the floor.
Then, one of the skeletons stood up!! And the scariest part of this story is that IT was HER, and then SHE BECAME SKELETON!!!!!
And then, in a lighthearted reprieve, she fell back down again, as it's hard to stand without musculature.
The story could have ended here. But Charles Atlas, the Hero of the Beach, took pity on the skeleton. All it takes for the Skeleton War to peter out is if good men do nothing. And he was the best. He would help her build up some inexplicable muscle. It was his calling.
He helped her train, until she was buff and more muscular than even the most muscular men (somehow.) At the end, she was so strong, she could defeat even the Kraken.
Charles Atlas was pleased. He has done his duty. His job here was done.
Thing is, the Kraken would stand to hear none of this, that he could possibly be beaten by a mere human female. So he got together with his other kraken pals under the sea to formulate a plan...
To create tentacle hentai to brainwash humanity to accept them.
edited 13th Nov '16 6:43:14 AM by TheLyniezian
After the treacherous journey across the arid desert, tropical jungle, high seas, and snowy mountains, she finally made it. The summoning circle was inside the crater of a stratovolcano, with pillars of lava shooting out around its circumference and hot, glowing rocks highlighting the pentagram in its center. She donned her fireproof hazmat suit and walked to the center, taking care not to move any of the rocks. She kneeled down and looked up to the sky. Ominous thunderclouds swirled above the crater, turning the sky into a violent shade of purple. Bolts of lightning crashed around the place, sending chills down her spine, but she knew she was ready for this moment.
Mary laid her supplies on the circle, and began to recite an ancient spell.
edited 13th Nov '16 5:32:21 PM by TroperNo9001
"Rarity, are you okay? We gotta get you and your friends outta here soon!"
Based on the "Consequences" variant that my family and I used to play, but adapted for a forum environment.
Everyone adds to the story by anything from a line to a short paragraph, but you have to put it in spoiler tags, and you're only allowed to read the contribution of the poster above you, so you don't know how the story has progressed before that point. After a certain number of goes (let's say 10 to start with, then we can move up to 20 if enough people are interested) the last person to take a turn copies and pastes the whole story so everyone can read it.
The only other rule is no following on from your previous contribution. [EDIT: Note this strictly means no following on directly from your previous contribution. You may have more than one go per story, just let someone else have a go first. The more people have a go, the better it should get.]
I'll start.
Jenny Everywhere appeared as if out of nowhere into yet another new reality, laser pistol drawn. It was twilight, in what appeared to be a deserted city, skyscrapers towering overhead, discarded rubbish strewn across the streets floating in the breeze. Jenny knew this did not look good, and wondered when the zombies would come out of the basements and alleyways, hungry for her living flesh. But first, she had to find her nemesis alter ego, Jenny Nowhere...
(Usual obligatory notice: The character of Jenny Everywhere is available for use by anyone, with only one condition: This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Jenny Everywhere, that others might use this property as they wish. All rights reversed.)
edited 7th Nov '16 12:54:53 PM by TheLyniezian