Writing The Real Neverending Story

[Guest Mana]

Okay, I just got a strange new idea. Let's make a story here on OB that will never end. It will eventually gain much attention and we'll be famous, mwahahahahaha. But enough of that, let's start. Here's how it works, I start it by posting a paragraph or two, then someone continues it, then so on and it keeps going like that forever. Make it interesting if you can. Alright, here we go. Also, be descriptive and maybe even add humor from time to time.


The night air was cool as it blew by Ares's face. The moon's bright luminescene on the horizon showed the outline of a lone warrior off in the distance. But Ares knew he was not alone. He was travelling with an entire group of Dragon Riders with him. But they were probably in the air right now, searching for him.

Ares had been running from the Dragon Riders of Telemnar for days now; he couldn't be caught now. They would surely execute him for running away from the forbidden city. What if he told someone of it's location?

Ares quickly moved to the next bush to stay covered. "I've got to get out of these fields and into the next village," thought Ares. Just a moment after he had moved a dragon raced through the heavens above him. Ares could hear his heart beating faster and faster. Had they found him, or was it mere coincidence that the dragon had just flown exactly above him?

[Guest The Pro]

Ares crouched lower, trying to keep hidden. Once the air had stilled,and the onmly sound was the pound of his heart in his ears. He had to move, or he would be found. So he burst out of the bushes into the clear field, darting back and forth, trying to get to the woods on the other side, then the Dragon Riders would need to take to the ground. just as he passed the treeline, he hit the dirt, hard. the dust kicked up sytung hnis eyes, and he could no longer see what had happened.

At first he thoguht he had tripped on a root sticking out of the ground, but then he saw the man, shaking his head, a comicle smile on his face. He laughed, his foot sticking out, wich he had tripped over.
"Smooth. Your not to good at this are you?" the man said in an easy-going voice. He blew some smoke out of his ciggarete, smiled larger, then he placed his foot on Ares' neck, cutting off his air befor he could react, it happend in a few seconds. Finally he blacked out, closed his eyes to the low chuckles of the brown-haired man who had captured him.

[Guest Mana]

OOC: Alright from now on people please don't go out of character without a separation between it and the story and put OOC: first please. Also, one sentence isn't even worth posting, so please don't post pointless posts like that. Thank you for your cooperation.

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