|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:37 pm
This is a game. Basically, you add a sentence to it in each post. Oh. One more thing. What you add has to be possible. You can't say that the house eats toast or anything, because I'm pretty sure that houses don't do that. Houses cannot move, nor can other inanimate objects. I'll start with the first two posts giving an example of how smoothly it should go.
The night was pitch black and its' darkness cloaked a large white mansion.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:39 pm
The beautiful house seemed to glow softly under the moonlight, and on its' porch stood a brunette, who was fearfuly preparing to knock on its' large brown door.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:49 pm
A strange breeze blew across her face.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 9:59 pm
She shudders and takes a deep breath, then raises her shaking hand up to the door and knocks.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 11:47 pm
With no reply, she waited for a moment before opening the creaky old door and stepping into its' dark embrace.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 12:41 pm
She is greeted by musty odor like the stench of death.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 2:38 pm
Where the eyes from pictures seam to follow her
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 4:30 pm
*snap* *crackle* and she jumps at the sound of the fireplace.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:01 am
In the corner of the dark room she thinks she sees a figure outlined from the light of the fire.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:34 am
Suddenly, the creaks shut. She tries her best to open it, but it locked itself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:54 am
the figure begins to move from out of the shadowy corner.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 12:52 am
A deep menacing voice cuts through the air thick with anticipation and fear, "Welcome to my humble abode..." States the silhouette that is beginning to take shape as it walks into the fire's light.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:25 am
The brunette shivers from a sudden chill. "I ... I'm s-sorry to have intruded, but my car has s-stalled down the road aways, and I was w-wondering if I could use your ph-phone."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 10:28 am
He pauses before answering, "The phones are not working tonight, the phone company is working on the lines"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 12:20 pm
Well, that's terribly inconvenient, she thinks to herself as another chill runs down her spine, "Do...do you have a cell I can borrow? Mine ran out of battery."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
