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Post by dreamingofroses on Jul 15, 2011 20:41:11 GMT -6
Would anyone like to start a Round Robin? I know Alex was trying to start one on Facebook, but wouldn't it be great to have one here?
For those of you who don't know, a Round Robin is when one person starts writing something then breaks off for another person to pick up. Note to participators-- you cannot change perspectives or tenses!!
(short) Example: DreamingofRoses writes: He walked briskly through the night, pulling his cloak around him tight. The wind had a bitter edge of winter to it and he was eager to escape its ice cold grasp. His shoes sounded throughout the empty alleyways. The trees rustled their branches. Any sound was like a ripple in a calm lake.
Moonpath writes: Suddenly, out of nowhere, another man attacked the cloaked figure, slamming the townsman into the brick building with all his weight.
Okay... I hope that makes the point because this storyline has died. Anyway, if you'd like to participate, just post.
Madame Dictator: Points for RR postings?-Madame Dictator is considering this at the moment
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Post by Jack the Magikarp on Jul 15, 2011 21:44:48 GMT -6
It was midday as the thief stole past the whispering trees in the forest. The sun had caught him in his escapades and drove him to flee into no-mans-land. As he traveled his thoughts turned once again to the fairy that had latched itself to him. The little glowing ball was suspended above him playing some song. It was a defence mechanism from a house he'd broken into that would follow him and play, relatively loudly, popular music. Just like a floating, magical radio. Currently it was playing....
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Post by dreamingofroses on Jul 16, 2011 9:28:21 GMT -6
Currently it was playing Lazy by Bruno Mars. It was a strange song to be listening to as he pushed his legs faster to carry him further and further away from the scene of the crime.
Every few minutes he patted his deep jacket pocket to reassure himself that the priceless gem was still safe. His master would be pleased with him. He'd surely be rewarded and stationed higher in the ranks for his efforts. The taste of victory filled his being more with each step he took toward...
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Post by xandria on Jul 23, 2011 15:09:55 GMT -6
The taste of victory filled his being more with each step he took toward the mansion at which his master resided. All the other theifs that were hired for his master's services thought of him as lazy, and innattentive. But no. All those months spent in silence, detached from the other criminals, passed with the planning of the ultimate crime. He smiled to himself as he thought of the last month of planning, when he finally revealed his scheme to his master.
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