We are going to attempt writing another story…one sentence at a time, and after reading some really great stories we’ve compiled a list of all the things that should be in our story for it to be really grand.
A far off place, (Canada?)
A Prince…or a man named Mr. Darcy,
A woman in distress, who may or may not know it, yet capable of getting out but just to clumsy to do it.
A one eyed mutt to complicate matters,
An evil twin/step-mother/bad guy,
A couple of extra characters, perhaps two silly sister’s?
A mountain to climb,
Rivers infested with crocodiles and blood suckers,
A few sentences dedicated to extreme silliness; it is not necessary for these sentences to pertain to any part of the rest of the story. (this particle item wasn’t on the list of things other great stories had, we added this element so that our story can be truly grand!)
One awkward moment, naturally occurring when the clumsy woman in distress throws a bucket of water on the Prince because he’s so cocky; and she doesn’t know he has every right to be cocky because he is, after all, a Prince.
A conflict, be creative. Please be realistic and don’t try to force a conflict between the silly sister’s.
A climax,
Action,
A Duel…but try to remember we’re writing a child friendly story here. No bloody description of how the blade sliced neatly through the throat of the bad guy, or how when he grabbed his neck, the blood squirted through his fingers…nope, we don’t need any of those kinds of descriptions in our story…thanks.
A big black steed named "Tornado"
Or a white one named "Lightning"
A moment of great sensitivity….perhaps followed by one of those silly moments we recommended earlier.
Comedy, an extra character should step on a banana peal or something
Drama, at least one character should burst into uncontrollable, and insensible, tears every few sentences.
Alright, looking good! Get to it now! And once again, write only one sentence at a time and try not to comment twice in a row, at least comment as anonymous or Simon in between…but be good sports and let others play too. Have fun…
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It was a dark and stormy night.
In a land far far away.
There lived a sweet child with her dog.
Ummmm.. yeah..... what about the pin striped zibra wearing a tu-tu?
(he doesn't come in until the next scene!)
And the poor woman, Trixie, was in such distress over the incident with her poor mut, she jumped on her horse (becuase it still had both eyes) and galloped all the way to...
France. When they arrived, they decided to get some cheese and snails. The horse (named Tre') realized the error of his ways, so he ran away to eastern Europe (he lived a happy life as a plow horse. He finished his days at the glue factory) leaving Trixie alone. . . again.
Except for the one eyed mutt of course, but he just complecated matters.
But besides all that, there were these two hicks from the northern sticks who didn't know how to apply sun block in even portions.
Mean while, in the far off kingdom of refined silliness, Mr. Darcy did not perform as he aught to of so the role of rescuer was given to the Handsome Prince of silliness.
The Prince (named Tyrone) came to France to rescue the fair princess (Trixie)from the dominion of the renegade band of Chimps(who forced France to surrender). Tyrone left his wonderful home of the South Bronx. The two hick chicks came with him as his traveling partners: Ezra (the fair snake-handler) and Buford(the magical pig farmer).They all stormed the Bastille for no reason and persuaded the chimps to . . . . . . .
assist in France's surrender. Then they basked in the sun with a bottle of SPRAY ON SUN BLOCK and ice cold strawberry smoothies. Tyrone waited on them hand and foot - refilling thir smoothies and adjusting the umbrella.
While in the land of bliss, the silly sisters laughed heartily and said "lets go swimming in the cement pond".
...the heart was his,
oh yes 'tis so,
he took it out years ago,
for prone to silliness it seemed to be,
and prince of silliness was not he!
Because the real prince of silliness was his brother Tyrone, older by 1 minute.
"You're steed looks like a pin striped zibra wearing a pink tu-tu Tyrone."
"I tell ya the troof son, if my trusty steed looks like a zebra you resemble one of the renegade chimps in a leather mini-skirt. And I tell yuh this too, your name sounds like Kool-aid. Go make me a glass. And if you see Trixie tell her to make me a samich."
And then he cried, uncontrollably.
Bighting his quivering lips Tyraid gritted out, "thems fighting words..."
reverting back to a childhood memory, they both agreed to use wooden swords and fight til someones fingers got smashed.
When she heard the news, Trixie fainted right into a pile of dust one of the silly sisters was collecting for her scrapebook.
Tyrone and Tyraid began the duel the next morning. The princess awoke to find her favorite neon green dress covered in dust from the silly sister's book (in a fit of rage (upon looking at Trixie in the first pile) took and through it on her). She wept uncontrollably until the band of renegade chimps offered her a nice dessert of . . .
So the scene was set for a Land of Silliness Dule.
Tyrone and Tyraid slipped and slid, swinging their wooden swards
while danceing jigs around the bannana peals.
suddenly Porthos blumbered upon the scene and exclaimed "Stop! Stop this duel of silliness you peacocks!" and then he slipped and he slide on the bannana peals while snacking on a pear that was on an overturned food tray.
Tyraid grabbed a banana peel and exclaimed, "I have you now!". He proceded to throw the peel in Porthos' direction. Tyrone agreed to the new challenge, as did Tyraid. The new challenge was was set to begin at 5 AM the next day. Unfortunately, the Ty's were delayed because of . . . .
inclement weather.....
so they decided to settle the dispute by attempting to be the first to capture the infaumous, "Greased Hog" near the river of fog.
"We must, Trixie darling, it is a matter of Honor!" Said Tyrone.
And in a moment of great sensitivity he took Trixie in his arms and whispered in her ear, "I love your pink and purple hair."
And then Tyriad turned to one of the silly sisters and said dramaticly, "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a hand!"
I have a wallet, yes I do,
Wallets I have, just for you,
And how about a purse or two,
Red or green, black or blue?
Silly Sisters on Safari,
Lost again, 'oh my! where are we?"
Parents say, 'Where did they go?'
The girls are lost in Mexico!
(sorry, had to fulfill the "few sentences dedicated to extreme silliness" criterium)
"Stop your blubbering woman!" Porthos exclaimed in discust, "Don't ya know, everyone wins in greased hog contests?"
"Lets finish this." said Tyraid very impatiently.
"just as soon as you give back the queens necklace!" Retorted Tyrone.
"No! Mother gave it to me! I shant give it back...and esspecitally to you! Besides, you owe me an apology." The disgruntled Tyraid snorted.
"I'll give you an apology...at the end of my wooden sword!"
Where in the world is earnest, I thought we were in France?
But alas they lost their footing on the slick banana peels and slipped into the "River of Fog"! Tyraid and Tyrone were struggling to stay afloat in the raging river when suddenly they heard it...could it be??? They hardly dared to hope. But yes, it was! A thundering of hoofs, racing towards them in the murky fog! It was their magnificant black and white steeds, Thunder and Lightning there to the rescue their masters from the perils of the river of fog!
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