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NEVERENDING NOVEL GAME

 
 
Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 08:37 pm
Dear readers, I seek to engage you .

Add a line or some to this story, if you must.

It happened one night, Per se was alone at the time as one would expect.
 
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 10:48 pm
There, came: ahh, a knock at the door?
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 10:50 pm
When I opened the door, I was surprised to see
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:00 pm
... given it was night time and i was legally blonde.
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:03 pm
Laughing I thought about dying my hair, but
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:07 pm
coloured but decided it would look too big, Per se, Per se, the voice penetrated thru the concrete walls.
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:12 pm
While trying to build a thicker wall, my friend came climbing through my window.
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:21 pm
The chatoyancy struck me with wonderment as the friend climbed backwards thru the window. A defenestration seamed in the offing.
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Reply Wed 21 Jan, 2009 11:31 pm
Per se pointed at the porcelain , nay opalescent glow. Then everything felt all white.
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Reply Thu 22 Jan, 2009 12:03 am
a dictionary was flung, hitting her in the head...
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Reply Thu 22 Jan, 2009 12:36 am
on its edge, fallen thesaurus opened upon hedonist.
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Reply Thu 22 Jan, 2009 12:55 am
Unhazed at this phase, the fallen woman was picked up. Per se held little. And then , behold , purse your lips.
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Reply Thu 22 Jan, 2009 01:57 am
Kismet, so tongue in cheek.
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Reply Fri 23 Jan, 2009 09:27 pm
By the end of the third day I wondered, lonely as a cloud, if I was talking to myself, all a chimera.
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Reply Fri 23 Jan, 2009 10:49 pm
Upon reflection, I realised I shouldn't have looked through the window.
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2009 06:52 am
Was it her? Per se? Using all my will power I turned away. I had to stop reflecting or she'd realise what was really going on with my hair. She saw me and gave a stoney glare.
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2009 07:08 pm
I recurled at the thought of going on with my shorts and coyly, in a glare that only a stone could throw, desistered.

I lit another one : those hair balls were risible in the extreme.

Then, so palpable you could almost touch it: floating down.

Soft rain feeling for the pane.
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2009 09:03 pm
I went outside to wet myself.

Afro licking , alas alone
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Reply Sun 1 Feb, 2009 11:43 pm
Alone yes. But like a woolly lamb I frolicked for the shear pleasure (watching out for falling snakes as I went). And then I got nicked and it was all over.
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Reply Mon 2 Feb, 2009 01:30 am
"Dag, nab it", the shearer bleated. The drover's dog obliged with an ejaculation of surprise, "Woof", and then it was gone.
 

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