I used to "play" this game with my friends a lot when I was younger, and I've seen it on other forums, so I thought I'd bring it over here to give it a try. Basically, someone starts of by posting a exposition to a story, then, other people add to it.
Some rules so this doesn't just turn into mindless spam:
1. You must post at least one paragraph. No adding one sentence or two sentences, it has to be a significant addition.
2. If you plan on adding to the story, make a post saying your adding to it, then edit the post to add your addition. If someone is adding to it, wait for them to finish.
3. Use good grammar. It doesn't have to be perfect, but use periods, paragraphs (assuming you type more then 1 paragraph), spaces, etc.
4. Don't end the story. Keep in mind that people will be adding to the story after you, so don't end your post in a place where it's hard to continue.
One last note and I'll begin, don't be afriad to add to it. I want everyone who wants to to add to it. Maybe once we wrap it up I'll put it altogether and post it, so others can read it. I dunno. We'll see how it goes.
I'll begin:
It was a sunny spring day, and David VonHein was walking through Central Park, New York City. He was on the way to a job interview- another one. For an entire month, he'd been unemployed, looking, searching, for a decent paying job. But none seemed to show up, not even for a man in his late 20's with a solid degree from law school. It seemed as if all the jobs in the city had dried up like a small, freshwater stream in the heat of August.
He was on the way to a small law firm, only about a 15 minute walk from his small, meager apartment. Children ran all around him, just out of school for the day. The sides of the walkway were lined with colorful spring flowers, and the grass was a rich green, a rare sight in the concrete and glass enviorment of New York City.
As he exited the park, and proceeded to cross the street, he located his destination, a pale gray building, with only 5 or so windows, and a tinted glass door. Above the door was an aged green copper sign that read, "LAW OFFICES OF GERALD R. HARSTEIN AND ASSOCIATES". Approching the door, David took a deep, full breath, and placed his hand on the door handle, and pulled it open.
Some rules so this doesn't just turn into mindless spam:
1. You must post at least one paragraph. No adding one sentence or two sentences, it has to be a significant addition.
2. If you plan on adding to the story, make a post saying your adding to it, then edit the post to add your addition. If someone is adding to it, wait for them to finish.
3. Use good grammar. It doesn't have to be perfect, but use periods, paragraphs (assuming you type more then 1 paragraph), spaces, etc.
4. Don't end the story. Keep in mind that people will be adding to the story after you, so don't end your post in a place where it's hard to continue.
One last note and I'll begin, don't be afriad to add to it. I want everyone who wants to to add to it. Maybe once we wrap it up I'll put it altogether and post it, so others can read it. I dunno. We'll see how it goes.
I'll begin:
It was a sunny spring day, and David VonHein was walking through Central Park, New York City. He was on the way to a job interview- another one. For an entire month, he'd been unemployed, looking, searching, for a decent paying job. But none seemed to show up, not even for a man in his late 20's with a solid degree from law school. It seemed as if all the jobs in the city had dried up like a small, freshwater stream in the heat of August.
He was on the way to a small law firm, only about a 15 minute walk from his small, meager apartment. Children ran all around him, just out of school for the day. The sides of the walkway were lined with colorful spring flowers, and the grass was a rich green, a rare sight in the concrete and glass enviorment of New York City.
As he exited the park, and proceeded to cross the street, he located his destination, a pale gray building, with only 5 or so windows, and a tinted glass door. Above the door was an aged green copper sign that read, "LAW OFFICES OF GERALD R. HARSTEIN AND ASSOCIATES". Approching the door, David took a deep, full breath, and placed his hand on the door handle, and pulled it open.
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