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Oooh, this can get fun! =D Good idea, Paul.But as the hours passed and no suitable materials could be found, despair began to creep over them much like the black depths of the night. The natives whispered amongst themselves, reminding each other of N'gachu, the legend believed to walk the forest floor at night and devour those who strayed.
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Sahra and Asli, the two local women, just snickered behind their hands.
"In the deep, dank jungle," the guides began, whispering to the trees, "darkness waits amongst the bows, rustling all the leaves.""The hell, you say?" Lord Tobias Petinall asked, wiping the mist from his monocle.
The fire crackled and danced throwing tendrils of orange light across the wary faces of the misplaced faction. The group stared in silence into the blackness of the jungle, listening for any sounds that might flip the fiction into fact.
Avery, the youngest of the two brothers held his gaze low, avoiding his elder kin, distracted by the sound of the wind singing beautiful melodies, tragic and unnerving. Nell was three years his senior; the embers from the fire adding specks of wrath to his swollen eyes focused on his lovely little brother.
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Avery ignored him, his eyes fixed on a shadow beside Sahra that refused to yield to the light of the fire.
Asli grew sober, her laughter dying under the scorn of the travelers."You should worry," she said in a low voice, "N'gachu is legend, but all legends are steeped in truth."
Flying things chirped and squeaked behind Nell. He spun involuntarily. "What was that?!" He whispered.
Errr, Elan...it is supposed to be only two sentences I believe...
Then the aliens showed up and ruined the suspense. They arrived on a flying saucer shaped like a strip of raw bacon. Uh, that's what I'm supposed to do, right?
Tabi wrote: "Errr, Elan...it is supposed to be only two sentences I believe..."Oh come on, let him have his fun. It's just a quick game(I think). I think we can make the rules a bit more lax :)
Tabi wrote: "Errr, Elan...it is supposed to be only two sentences I believe..."My apologies. Fixed.
by Yicheng "Then the aliens showed up and ruined the suspense. They arrived on a flying saucer shaped like a strip of raw bacon."
"Nell, this isn't a stupid comic book! There are no aliens here, especially not with bacon-shaped space ships...although that could be cool," Avery spat in nervous frustration at his older brother.
(Recap of the whole story...to prevent scrolling back and forth)From the dense jungle floor the darkness seemed to swallow the daylight whole leaving the small expedition stranded for at least one wet night. The four men and three women, along with their two native guides, began to search for any dry wood along the overgrown path; if they were going to survive the brutally long night they would need fire, and not just for warmth.
But as the hours passed and no suitable materials could be found, despair began to creep over them much like the black depths of the night. The natives whispered amongst themselves, reminding each other of N'gachu, the legend believed to walk the forest floor at night and devour those who strayed.
"Oh, shut up with your stupid stories," Nell finally spat, crunching into another hissing cockroach.
Sahra and Asli, the two local women, just snickered behind their hands.
"In the deep, dank jungle," the guides began, whispering to the trees, "darkness waits amongst the bows, rustling all the leaves."
"The hell, you say?" Lord Tobias Petinall asked, wiping the mist from his monocle.
The fire crackled and danced throwing tendrils of orange light across the wary faces of the misplaced faction. The group stared in silence into the blackness of the jungle, listening for any sounds that might flip the fiction into fact.
Avery, the youngest of the two brothers held his gaze low, avoiding his elder kin, distracted by the sound of the wind singing beautiful melodies, tragic and unnerving. Nell was three years his senior; the embers from the fire adding specks of wrath to his swollen eyes focused on his lovely little brother.
"Don't tell me you're buying into their tale," said Nell, "After everything we've been through you're still the same stupid kid wetting his pants every time some idiot tells you a lie."
Avery ignored him, his eyes fixed on a shadow beside Sahra that refused to yield to the light of the fire.
Asli grew sober, her laughter dying under the scorn of the travelers.
"You should worry," she said in a low voice, "N'gachu is legend, but all legends are steeped in truth."
Flying things chirped and squeaked behind Avery. He spun involuntarily. "What was that?!" He whispered.
"Then the aliens showed up and ruined the suspense. They arrived on a flying saucer shaped like a strip of raw bacon."
"Nell, this isn't a stupid comic book! There are no aliens here, especially not with bacon-shaped space ships...although that could be cool," Avery spat in nervous frustration at his older brother.
It then Nell said,"Well, it's either that or slightly less awesome, depressed dragons. Your call man...""Why in the seven hells are the dragons depressed?"
Suddenly...the ground began to quake throughout the entire island. The animals panicked, and quickly scattered from all of their hidden places.
"Is that...Oh my god, I swear it looked like a flying private part I see?" Avery joked, pointing at a ever-distant silhouette. "Oh come on, stop being obscene, we all know only Romans have flying phalluses," Asli said, rolling her eyes, clearly not impressed by the crude humor in a situation where dying in a stampede would've been a likely scenario.
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Lord Tobias stood above him, scowling. "I told you never to mention airborne genitalia again!"
Then a small fight broke out between Lord Tobias and Avery and dragged everyone into the stampede of animals, so they were carried along with the animals of the forest to some unknown place. "Hey um, do you know where we are?" said Avery, dusting off his clothes, and just as he was attacked by a maniac spider the size of...
TEXAS!!! After rolling around he then had to Arm Wrestler him 8-times and win, or else be that evening's Main Course Meal. Couldn't say "no" because Spiders don't like CHICKEN!
After waking up, they found out they had been high and had rather accidentally drank water spiked with rare hallucinogenic cave mushrooms. The spider turned out to actually be size of Avery's hand.
"Nell, I can't believe you spiked our water last night," Avery sent a disgusted scowl his way, while he poured out the remaining contents of his canteen, though he was met with the usual wave off and chuckle."I brought you with on this expedition because you are the only one who's proved to be immune; but if the University finds out you bought that shit with my grant money, they'll pull all my funding and I didn't spend the last five years researching this anomaly just to throw it all away," he was near tears at the thought.
A bit of a run on sentence in there, but I think I managed to keep it at two ;)
"Jeez. I'm sorry, happy?" Nell said, rolling his eyes. "Where the hell did you get the hallucinogenic cave mushroom from anyway? I mean, that's not exactly easy to find." Avery said.
Rules: You get two sentences per post (try not to post twice in a row) and uh, that's about the only rule... maybe we could put the draft up for preorder on Inkshares. How awesome would it be if we wrote an entire novel together in two sentence spurts.
I'll start.
From the dense jungle floor the darkness seemed to swallow the daylight whole leaving the small expedition stranded for at least one wet night. The four men and three women, along with their two native guides, began to search for any dry wood along the overgrown path; if they were going to survive the brutally long night they would need fire, and not just for warmth.