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[size=1]I'm pretty sure this goes in the Literature section...

Okay, this might be fun. What I'm going to do is start off a random story, and whomever wishes to, can add on! You don't have to sign-up or anything! Just carry on the story as you wish. It's from a first person view, so it's just one character that we'll be sharing. Here's the first post, have fun! Remember, you can make the story go in any direction you want!

(Moderators, if this is illegal in some way...sorry)



I truly saw it with my own eyes. Hundreds upon hundreds, thousands upon thousands of the gleaming monsters, all lined up and prepared for battle. Everything was deathly quiet and then all of the sudden, each and every single pair of those blank, metal eyes lit up to reveal the beginning of it all. Slowly, one line by one, they walked out of the gigantic room through an extremely large opening in one of the titanium walls. I could see the mountains beyond the desert that they were walking out to and knew that the human race was in serious trouble. I couldn't figure out a way to get from where I currently kneeled in the dark to Theadon before these destruction machines did except run. Fast. But before I could start to even tell my mind to tell my muscles to run, a hand grasped down on my shoulder.
I gasped and turned around. A tall, pale man in a long, black overcoat was standing over me, two body guards at his side, each clothed in the same black ensemble. He lifted me up without saying a word and handed my almost limp body over to one of his 6'5", fully muscled guards. They turned around and walked, carrying me by the shoulder, down the hall which had sat behind me. I turned around. The pale man smirked silently and watched as I vainly struggled to get free. Alll of the sudden, I felt an impact on my head and I couldn't see.
I woke up and found that I couldn't move any of my limbs because they had been tied down to a vertical surgical bed. The pale man once again stood infront of me, flanked by his two cronies.
"So," the pale man spoke. "We have ourselves a little spy," his expression turned harsh. "What are you doing here, kid? What side are you working for?"
"I- I- I-" I stuttered. This man was creepy.
"Well...?"
I still said nothing.
"Boys, take him into the Room and get him to talk."
The two body guards untied me and I fell to the floor, but only for a moment before I was picked up again and thrown into a doorway. This doorway belonged to a completely white room with no windows and no other doors besides the one, which was blocked by the two men. I stood there, unaware of what their plans were and I started to hear something. The door to the room slid shut. I looked around the room. Through a few of the cracks in the back wall, I saw water streaming out of them. They're going to threaten to drown me, I realized with a jolt. I hurreidly looked around for somewhere to escape and not suprisingly enough, found nothing. My feet were getting cold. I looked down and saw that the water level had already risen to my ankles. More streams had started when I was searching the room. I stood there, desperately trying to think up a quick plan and then I saw it. The one fault in the room. A small ray of light was in the room and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from until now. A small hole had been carved into the wall, obviously a past prisoner had had a knife about him. I dug my finger into the hole, trying to widen it. By this time, the water level was half-way up my calves. The wall cracked. Not enough, but just a little it did. I attacked the wall with all my strength. I beat my whole body into it. Soon enough, I had a hole wide enough to fit my arm through. Doing so, I clawed at the wall and the water level was up to my knees, but I had a hole big enough for my body to just barely squeeze through. I stuck one leg, my head, then the other leg, smoothly out the hole and I was free! The water was pouring out of the hole now.
Thinking quickly, I took out my canteen and filled it with the fresh water then victoriously ran to the village beyond the mountain that was my home to report my news...



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[Charles]

This belongs in Adventure Arena, Motfati. Although this ongoing story isn't bound by many of the conventional rules that apply to that forum, it essentially remains a role-playing game. We've had other stories like this do well there, so I'll be glad to move it for you. ^_^

Perhaps the placement of this thread is the determining factor in why it hasn't performed very well. Hopefully you'll get more of a reaction in the proper forum. If not, at least we tried. :)

If you take notice to this, you may want to private message me with a suggestion for a better title too. I'll be glad to change it for you.