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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:10 PM
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STORY STRING -- Starting a story here.
I am gonna start a story here. You take it from my setup and add some, then the next person, and so on. Please stay away from BODILY FUNCTIONS, so that it will not get locked. In fact, that will be the title! Heh.

Bodily Functions

Joe was worried. He drummed his fingers on his rolltop desk, then glanced at the phone again. Nothing in over an hour. Why? He opened the desk drawer.

(OK...NEXT!)
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TyeDye75 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:12 PM
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1. The pistol was still there... and it was still loaded
he had hoped that ignoring it would make it just go away.
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ComerPerro Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:13 PM
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3. He glanced again at the clock, poured a shot of whiskey
and swallowed hard. His banker would be arriving soon, he knew.
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Swede Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:12 PM
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2. The .38 special lay there in it's holster.
"I never thought it would come to this." he thought.
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:16 PM
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4. It had started out so innocently...
just a way to idle away a few vacant hours. The chatroom didn't really advertise. Hell, he wasn't even sure how he'd found it.
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:17 PM
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5. All he had to do was come up with a catchy screen name
no one would guess it was him.
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TyeDye75 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:18 PM
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7. The internet seemed safe,
ananymous...somewhere were people wouldent have to know about his problem.
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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:18 PM
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6. "How could she?" he asked himself, as he picked up
the holster. Inside, the weight of the .45. He heard a knock at the door. It startled him.
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Q3JR4 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:20 PM
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8. "Christ", he muttered.
He placed the gun back in the desk drawer, closed it, downed another shot of whiskey and got up to open the door.
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da_chimperor Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:21 PM
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9. Out sprang a black mamba. It bit Joe on the nose, and he died. The end.
Well that was kinda short lived, eh? :evilgrin:
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kmla Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:23 PM
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10. But, alot like the character in "The Princess Bride", he was only...
... mostly dead. Miracle Max had done it again.

;-)
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:24 PM
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12. The only thing that could save him was
Twoo wove....TWOO WOVE? What's that?
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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:23 PM
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11. But suddenly, he came back to...he only had died for a moment.
He looked up, and saw the doctor standing over him, antidote syringe in his hand.

"It's a good thing I was just outside the door," the doc said.
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:25 PM
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13. But was it really a coincidence, he wondered...
The doctor just happening by? Or was this another one of her games.
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TyeDye75 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:29 PM
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14. from his new position, flat on his back,
Edited on Thu Feb-10-05 04:29 PM by TyeDye75
Joe could see a small stain on the doctors trousers...it looked like...was it...blood?
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:48 PM
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15. or Chocolate
:shrug:
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:51 PM
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16. Wait...green chocolate?
What the hell kind of doctor was this anyway?

Then he noticed the terrible silence.
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:54 PM
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17. While he tried to figure out what kind of doctor wears green
trousers....was he in a military hospital?
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 04:59 PM
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18. And still...that uncanny silence.
Broken only by an omnipresent sense of ... dislocation.

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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:03 PM
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19. "Doc, where the hell am I?" Joe asked
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:05 PM
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20. His only reply was an insidious grin, full of sharp, pointed...
...incisors! He tried to move, then realized...

He was utterly helpless.
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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:12 PM
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21. "HOLY SHIT! I am utterly helpless!" he thought.
The doctor leered down at him.

"Now then," the doctor said.
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:14 PM
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22. Give me your password....
Joe closed his eyes...willing himself back to that room, where his gun and the whiskey waited for him
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luvLLB Donating Member (394 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:30 PM
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23. "what do you want with me, now?"
He asked as his eyes darted to the gun.
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:30 PM
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24. But the leering face of the doctor intruded...
...he couldn't wish his way out of this one!

Suddenly, from the other room he heard HER voice. A voice he'd only heard through the flat, dead computer speakers before, but a voice he would have known anywhere!

She said,
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Book Lover Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:32 PM
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27. "Hey Doc, where's the tesseract?"
"I gotta go real bad."
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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:31 PM
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25. "No," Joe said, closing his eyes. "I know you have her."
"She would have called by now if you didn't. I won't gi've you the password."

The doctor slapped Joe, hard across the face.

"You fool!' he spat at Joe. "You will give it to me, or she'll DIE!"

Just then, a board in the floor in the next room creaked. The doctor whirled around to face the doorway.
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jswordy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:32 PM
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26. And then there it was again..her voice...saying...
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Debi Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 05:34 PM
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28. I mean it!!
REAL BAD....NOW!!!
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txaslftist Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Feb-10-05 06:15 PM
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29. Then GO, bitch. He yelled. Damn you, GO!
Just leave me here with this leering reptilian doctor monster thing, see if I care!"
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