Mess It All Up
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Thread Topic: Mess It All Up
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Okay, so you know the game where one person posts part of a story, and another person continues it, and so on? Well, this is kinda like that, but more interesting. See, the point of the game is to jack the story up as much as you can, while still making sense. Try to change the plot from what you think the person above you has planned out. Got it?
Here, I'll start it:
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Malayla sat at her bedroom window, staring out at the midnight sky. A science textbook lay open and unread on the floor behind her. She should have been studying, but she hated school. Despised every little thing about it. She never really bothered to study, so tonight she was counting the stars.
She watched as a shooting star streaked across the sky, and turned to look at the clock. 11:11. A shooting star at 11:11? What're the odds?
She closed her eyes and wished quietly. "I wish something exciting would happen tomorrow, so that I don't have to go to school tomorrow." And boy, she got her wish, all right.
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So yeah, I kept it pretty vague, not really indicating a specific idea as to where the story is going, but enough information as to have something to go off of. It is your job to make this story as insane as you can- and in any way, too! Have fun XP -
Malayla woke in the morning to her Mom shaking her awake. "You need to get out of here!" She panicked. Malayla tried to get dressed, but only to have her mother slap all of her stuff out of her hands and shove her out the window. "If I ever see you near my house again, I'll shoot you!"
"But Mom!" Malayla shouted. Her mother's face looked like there was sour milk in the fridge.
"You are not my daughter. Not anymore." And with that, Malayla was complied to run away. -
Malayla took one look back, only to see her mother's limbs and neck grow tall, black, skinny and twisted. Her head grew big, her eyes bulging and her teeth growing so long and sharp that they cut deep into her features. Her head kept growing, until it finally exploded, spiders spraying everywhere instead of blood. Malayla's mother was now reduced to a pile of stringy black limbs, spiders, and now gray hair. Malayla began to cry and turned back around to run. However, as she ran down the familiar street, the world around her began to melt into black and white, leaving puddles of gray behind her as she continued to sprint towards the color ahead.
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