The Sentence Story Game

[Sita Harker]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring.  

[Sea Smokie]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.  

[laCCDiane]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.  

[Sea Smokie]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.  

[Sita Harker]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.  

[laCCDiane]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.

She stared right at the bandersnatch's eyes and bit her lips as she was trying to suppress her fear, and while she glanced briefly to find her escape path, she saw something in a distance.

(Ah, you guys keep my letter crying )  

[Sita Harker]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.

She stared right at the bandersnatch's eyes and bit her lips as she was trying to suppress her fear, and while she glanced briefly to find her escape path, she saw something in a distance.

"One thing you shouldn't tell me," she told the bandersnatch as she opened the envelope, "is to not think."  

[Sea Smokie]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.

She stared right at the bandersnatch's eyes and bit her lips as she was trying to suppress her fear, and while she glanced briefly to find her escape path, she saw something in a distance.

"One thing you shouldn't tell me," she told the bandersnatch as she opened the envelope, "is to not think."

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra.  

[Sea Smokie]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.

She stared right at the bandersnatch's eyes and bit her lips as she was trying to suppress her fear, and while she glanced briefly to find her escape path, she saw something in a distance.

"One thing you shouldn't tell me," she told the bandersnatch as she opened the envelope, "is to not think."

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.  

[Lady Pole]

The was no doubt about it now: the brush was whispering to her. She moved a few steps closer. Her fears gave her pause for only a few moments before her curiosity won her over and she reached for the murmuring brush.

Pushing the leaves aside with both hands, she saw a brightly colored creature who appeared to be in some distress. Looking around for some inspiration as to what to do, she was struck with an idea.

"Hey! Why don't I pet it, give it a home, and dress it up," she thought.
Then she hugged it and thought about its name. It squeaked curiously up at her, oversized claws gently poking her fingers.

"I shall take you home and name you Squishy and you'll be my Squishy!" she said.

"Squishy" seemed rather nonplussed by the idea of being so named, but it consented to being cuddled and fed, peering curiously from two-toned eyes. The girl, who was on the verge of telling Squishy (and the readers) her name, suddenly fell silent as she heard a distant roaring from deep in the forest.

It was a roar unlike any she had heard before in her not so long life and it caused both Squishy and her to tremble in fear and anticipation for what fearsome yet magnificent creature could create such a noise?

"I shall investigate this tintinabulation!" our heroine exclaimed. With Squishy safely perched upon her shoulder she began creeping stealthily through the brush towards where she believed the roar had come. As she brushed past a patch of momeraths, she heard the roar again - and it seemed to come right behind the tree in front of her. This alarmed her greatly for she must have passed the beast and she stopped so suddenly that her shadow tripped over her and fell at her feet.

"Put 'em up, put 'em up!" snarled a voice behind her, and both our heroine (Janet) and her shadow (Tenaj) turned to behold the source of the roaring. Standing before her all of three foot tall was a frumulous bandersnatch dressed as a highwayman holding a small leaf covered branch as if it were a rifle.

Oh mine, Janet thought while reaching her hand to a secret envelope in her backpack.

"Momma said there'd be days like this!" she said out loud to the bandersnatch as her fingers closed upon the envelope.

"Don't even think about it!" the bandersnatch snarled, and Janet quickly removed her hand, the tiny envelope hidden in her palm.

She stared right at the bandersnatch's eyes and bit her lips as she was trying to suppress her fear, and while she glanced briefly to find her escape path, she saw something in a distance.

"One thing you shouldn't tell me," she told the bandersnatch as she opened the envelope, "is to not think."

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

Then the Golden Serpentine spoke.  

[Sea Smokie]

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

The Golden Serpentine stopped and turned it's head to look at Janet and then surprisingly spoke.

"Are you sure about this Janet?" the golden serpentine said in a sibilant but distinctly British accent, "Only Bandersnatches don't taste very good and they give me the winds you know".  

[Sea Smokie]

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

The Golden Serpentine stopped and turned it's head to look at Janet and then surprisingly spoke.

"Are you sure about this Janet?" the golden serpentine said in a sibilant but distinctly British accent, "Only Bandersnatches don't taste very good and they give me the winds you know".

Janet and the Serpentine both turned their attention back to the Bandersnatch only to see him feint and fall to the forest floor making a msall indentation in the loam.  

[laCCDiane]

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

The Golden Serpentine stopped and turned it's head to look at Janet and then surprisingly spoke.

"Are you sure about this Janet?" the golden serpentine said in a sibilant but distinctly British accent, "Only Bandersnatches don't taste very good and they give me the winds you know".

Janet and the Serpentine both turned their attention back to the Bandersnatch only to see him feint and fall to the forest floor making a msall indentation in the loam. The Serpentine slowly creeped toward the Bandersnatch, who was breathing heavily, and constricted the poor Bandersnatch.  

[Sea Smokie]

laCCDiane

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

The Golden Serpentine stopped and turned it's head to look at Janet and then surprisingly spoke.

"Are you sure about this Janet?" the golden serpentine said in a sibilant but distinctly British accent, "Only Bandersnatches don't taste very good and they give me the winds you know".

Janet and the Serpentine both turned their attention back to the Bandersnatch only to see him feint and fall to the forest floor making a msall indentation in the loam. The Serpentine slowly crept toward the Bandersnatch, who was breathing heavily, and constricted the poor Bandersnatch.

Squishy began to burble in alarm until Janet placed a calming hand upon his head and said "Oh do be quiet Squishy, Jazz is only immobilizing the deluded little fellow so that I can find out why he was threatening me."  

[Sea Smokie]

The Bandersnatch's eyes grew wide as an extremely long but thin golden chain began flowing from the envelope and coiled upon the ground, the leading edge standing from the coil like some Hindu mystic's cobra. Once it was fully free of the envelope the Golden Serpentine began slithering towards the Bandersnatch who stood shaking in his foppish boots.

The Golden Serpentine stopped and turned it's head to look at Janet and then surprisingly spoke.

"Are you sure about this Janet?" the golden serpentine said in a sibilant but distinctly British accent, "Only Bandersnatches don't taste very good and they give me the winds you know".

Janet and the Serpentine both turned their attention back to the Bandersnatch only to see him feint and fall to the forest floor making a msall indentation in the loam. The Serpentine slowly crept toward the Bandersnatch, who was breathing heavily, and constricted the poor Bandersnatch.
Squishy began to burble in alarm until Janet placed a calming hand upon his head and said,

"Oh, do be quiet Squishy, Jazz is only immobilizing the deluded little fellow so that I can find out why he was threatening me."

Janet settled back to wait for the bandersnatch to revive idly playing with his leafy branch in the shade of a tree with Squishy hiding behind her legs keeping a cautious eye on Jazz.