So... What happens next?

(Edited)-1/7/2011

Let me explain what I want to do here:

I'd like to see what kind of story/stories we could create if we put our minds together. I think it would be interesting to find out what happens next. I want us to create (a)story/stories tha'd be interesting to read.

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Here are the rules:

1. It doesn’t have to be serious but at least make it flow.

2. “Try to make it suspenseful” and leave period-marks for others to fill in the gap.

3. It can be a short response but a really long one would be boring to read. So try to keep it around a paragraph and a half.(FYI At-least a sentence)

4. It has to be in "Second-person narrative" so people feel like they're part of the story.

5. If it ends, start a new one. Then put /end.

6.If you're the one to start a new one begin with

"This is how it starts:"

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(ENDED)This is how it starts #1:

You just finished your favorite anime. Your disappointed that it finished but your glad it had such a great ending. A few minutes go by as your looking at your favorite forum site; fakku, and you just remembered that you forgot to take out the trash. Reluctantly, you grab the bag of trash and head out the door. As you lift the lid to the outside trash a man appears…

(ENDED)This is how it starts #2:

https://www.fakku.net/viewtopic.php?t=58417&start=15

You’re in the desert and you don’t know how you got there. Its dark and two people are standing next to you. They throw you a bag and fade away into the night. Next thing you know the ground starts to crumble beneath you. It seems as all reality is fading away. It’s pitch black; nothing can be found in any direction you look. You open the bag and see a note along with another object. You look at the note before examining the object. It reads “You have been given a special task. Imagine a new world and we will meet again.” Apprehensive and completely confused you take out the object. It appears to be…

Please follow the rules and have fun. I’m waiting with anticipation for your
responses.

...Waiting for someone to start a new one.

...It appears to be he's from UPS, he helds a small grayish box in his hands. The box is blank, only has some lines of text on it, and a barcode next to them. You're so thrilled, the game you wanted so much just arrived after waiting it for half a year, yup, you per-ordered that game. You take it from his hands, nearl ripping it from his hold, you stutter an apoligy, pay for it, sign the necessary documents, than dash into your room faster than lightning. You won't sleep tonigh, you can feel it...
(how's this ? :) )

...in that warm bubbly feeling you're getting in your stomach. It is very similar to the feeling of Mc-digestion you get after overdosing at a fast food place, but much more video-game oriented in this case. But what's this? As you insert the disk into your PS3, you find that not everything is as it should be; Instead of being greeted by the robotic voice of GLaDoS inquiring as to how you have been, you hear a sound like a screeching, but almost like a retching, but most of all like a poorly paid, under-talented voice actress attempting to talk like a prepubescent mexican as the opening notes of the Dora The Explorer theme belt out from your speakers to assault your ears. You look on in helpless horror as the title screen appears, with colorful block letters spelling out: "Dora The Explorer: Barnyard Buddies"....

...You eject the disk, put it back into the box that had Portal 2 printed on with bold latters. Put everything down you have in your hands, than go back into your shed with a dark grimace on your face. You pick up your hunting shotgun + a combat knife that fits perfectly into a holster on the left side of your waist. That grimace grews a few shades darker. You know what you'll do. Those bastards will pay for what they did...

... It takes a few minutes for you to trace the package back to its origin on Google Maps, but once you have the address, you feel a heavy weight settle in your stomach as you are hit with the fearful realization of what you are going up against. These people could quite possibly be the most vile, evil creatures in existence, and you may not make it back alive. But you let a smile curl the edge of your lips as you realize that that is irrelevant. These demons must be killed for great justice, and if you can accomplish that, then you can die in peace at last. It's time to nut up or shut up, and as you pull out of your driveway, you realize that it might be time to call in a few favors...

...You call your ex-squadmate from blue caps (sry made up, hm, kinda sounds good I think) and best friend. He picks up and answers with his usual nonchalant expression asking if it's a nother case with a mobtsers pregnant lil' sis you can go and schrew yourself this time 'cuz he aint gonna go into some serius shit again. After all he has a family now, one incredibly sexy wife and one cute little daughter. You chuckeled brigthly, than switched to a more seriuos tone. You said : You'll never believe me bro...

... But these FUCKERS JUST GAVE ME FUCKING DORA THE EX-WHORE-A INSTEAD OF MY GODDAMN PORTAL 2!!!!!
"Shit bro, they totally deserve to die." He responds with understanding dawning in his voice "Oh, I see why you called. I'll meet you in front of my house in 10 minutes with some equipment to deep six these bitches."
"I knew I could count on you" You tell him thankfully, "See you then." you say as you hang up.

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Ten minutes later you are in front of your squadmate's house, and he's waiting in the front yard, holding what looks like a...

...There they were, in front of a.....shack in the middle of the friggin nowhere. Than he said "Don't worry, I have the passcodes to a little stash hidden under a certain little shack in the middle of the friggin nowhere" He gave a toothy grin and fished some plastic box from his pockets. He told you "Better get some cover...This is gonna be messy"
Than he pressed a button on that little black box. THE WHOLE SHACK BLEW UP INTO NOTHING MORE THAN DUST. You just stared at him dumbfolded than punched him square in tthe middle of his face. He fell back than covered his nose while blood streamed out. You said "Better warn me next time you BLOW UP A FUCKING...A FUCKING...WELL ANYTING"
"Damn, not cool bro..." you muttered under your breath recovering from a near-hearthattack + ringing ears.
"Oh well, gotta start diggin' or we'll never make it" He said, than got some shovels from his car's trunk.
After half a day of digging and sweating like pigs, not to mention now they both smelled like pigs, your shovel hit something solid, it gave off a metalic echo as you banged the shovel againt that, that thing. Whatever it was it would make life a helluva lot worse for those who dared to spoil your fun...

...You then try to calm you're nerves as you dig further to determine what the object is. It’s glowing so brightly. "What in the hell is this thing?!!” says your friend. “Shit, hell if I know! Keep digging!” you respond. You can see it clearer now. It appears to be, a round object; silver, with writing on it. You try to decipher the message when ninjas pop out of nowhere...

..."Fuck these ninjas!" you shout as you kill them all immediately using your shovel so that the flow of the story isn't thrown off. After you are finished, you take another look at the thing in your hands. It appears to be a detonator of some sort, and only the instructions written on the side give a hint as to what it detonates.
Step 1: Get national security to DefCon 1, so that nukes are enabled.
Step 2: Place this device in a place you wish never to see again.
Step 3: Press the huge goddamn red button.
Step 4: GTFO of there.

You smile at you friend, who returns the look as he fishes a phone out of his pocket. He looks at you as he says "Time to tell a little story to my friends at the Pentagon"

Miles and miles away, in washington DC, a phone starts ringing...

…But no one seems to be picking up the phone. Your friends face looks pale. "Whats going on?" you ask in a worried tone. "They're not answering the phone. This isn’t good.” “What could have possible happened now?!!!” You answer angrily. “If they don’t answer the phone it can only mean one thing… Something happened.” You grab the phone and throw it. “No! No!! NO!!! aarrrggghh!!! First they sent me the wrong game then we have to battle ninjas and now…!!” “Hey look!!” shouts your friend. “What!!” He points to the dead ninjas. You notice they’re starting to move again…

...but it's just your imagination, because you've become a little obsessed with ninjas recently, and over in the pentagon, someone finally picks up the phone, and who should it be other than...

...The president of the United States. You tell him about the current situation and he agrees. You quickly rush out of the area so it can be bombed to hell and back. "Dam... I could have sworn I saw those ninjas move." your friend says after arriving safely back to your house. "It must have just been all the excitement that caused it." you reply. As soon as your conversation ends there's a knock at the door...

...And it's the fucking developers of Dora the Explorer: Barnyard Buddies, with a slew of zombie ninjas behind them...

(Have a blast, I know you wanted this.)

...The man staring at you is quite ugly. His face reminds you of a dead raccoon smothered in dog crap. But before you can say anything… "You've ruined our plans of global domination. You couldn't just accept it, could you? Now you must pay the price.” He signals for his horde of zombie ninjas to attack you. You look at your friend, then...

...Say this "Time to bring the hell to these fuckers" You grab your shotgun which was on your back the whole time and start head-shooting the zombie ninjas. They'r not so tough but there are many of them. Your friend drops his backpack and picks up an uzi from it. You tell him "Dude where the hell did you get that uzi ?" He tells you "Nowdays you must consider the worst, I got these from the scuad, you know when we still served in the blue caps" You say "You're insane dude, don't tell me you have an RPG too in your car trunk ?" He says "BINGO" while makes swiss cheez out of some zombie ninjas. He throws you the RPG. Haha, cute it has a smiley face on the side. You and your friend hopp into his car, he in the driver seat, you in the back seat, than punc the window out and start shooting with the RPG. He says "Hey, careful, I spent years tuning up this little babe, treat it well"
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...You let your instincts take over as the developers' car rounds the bend behind you, falling back into your tactical training from years ago. You let your muscles to relax and move with the motion of the car you're in, as you aim down the sights of your RPG, lead the shot some ways in front of the approaching car, and pull the trigger. The car behind you is eviscerated in a satisfying ball of flames and the sonorous melody of sizzling flesh and screams of terror soothe the damage done to your ears by the Dora theme song earlier.

You're friend leaves you at your door after you both say your goodbyes and you thank him profusely for his invaluable assistance. As you walk into your home you look down at the Portal 2 box that led to this whole mess, and you see something you didn't notice earlier. Printed in the bottom corner of the case are the words "Includes a free demo of Dora The Explorer: Barnyard Buddies" And as you open the box, you see, much to your surprise, that the Portal 2 disk is right there under the demo disk from hell. With a shrug that seems to say "The developers of Dora had it coming anyway" You pop in the disk, and enjoy a night of sleepless gaming.

/End

lolz I didn't see that coming. Good story, yes.

edit : Reading the whole story made me feel kinda proud, Idk, I like this feeling.
Who's up to a nother um, less bloody story ? :D

Yeah, that was interesting, but it was weird to have an image of where the story would go, and then the next post takes it down a completely different course and you have to adapt to that course instead.

It was fun, but I'll be doing other writing for a while on a story, so if you want to start another one, I'll probably be MIA for a good deal of it.

Dammit.. i missed it ><

Who's up for round two?