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1 hour ago, DC Tom said:

The end.

 

55 minutes ago, DC Tom said:

THE END.

 

50 minutes ago, mead107 said:

Fixed it for you ?

 

5 minutes ago, /dev/null said:

The monetary exchange rate of meadcoins have held a steady $0.00

 

Bastards!  This is why we can’t have anything nice around here.

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1 hour ago, Johnny Hammersticks said:

Down the creaky basement stairs Bob crept, as faint whimpers of pain could be heard coming from the darkness.

Turning the corner, Bob turned on a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling, shining light on his latest torture victim: DC Tom.

 

 

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2 hours ago, Fadingpain said:

Turning the corner, Bob turned on a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling, shining light on his latest torture victim: DC Tom.

 

 

 

... who had INXS blaring on a boom box, a David Carradine movie showing in the background, a belt tied to a door knob with the other end tied to ...

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27 minutes ago, donbb said:

A loud thud echoed from the top of the stairwell and as Bob ran upstairs to check what it was, he saw the door was shut and realized he had been locked in the cellar with DC Tom

 

 

The story of his life swam before his reddened eyes, and a scream of fright welled up in his throat as he slowly turned around at the head of the stairs when the sound of only one word rose from the darkness below......................"Idiot".

 

 

 

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First, Bob stuffed a sock in Tom's mouth so he couldn't speak; with that peace of mind, Bob reached for an assortment of tools; would it be the power drill or the sawzall he briefly wondered, before deciding to grab the pliers. 

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