[BiggSpiffy]

OK so basically this topic is going to be an extremely long story, one person will type a part of the story and the next person will add to it, in a way it follows the same line of fortunately, unfortunately, but with out the fortunately, unfortunately limitaions

One day in the dark and gloomy town of sunshine ville the evil people were all doing very good deeds until the sunshine ruler walked up and killed 1/3 of all the village men. What a happy and glorious day it was.

This post has been edited by BiggSpiffy: 27 July 2005 - 11:38 AM

[Dorothy]

Wait, what is our limitation on how much we can type?

[BiggSpiffy]

it doesnt matter...no limitations, and feel free to write anything

anything at all that you fancy

[Dorothy]

Okay......hmmmm, anything I fancy.....

(Continuing where BiggSpiffy left off)

One day in the dark and gloomy town of sunshine ville the evil people were all doing very good deeds until the sunshine ruler walked up and killed 1/3 of all the village men. What a happy and glorious day it was.

Indeed, a happy and glorious day. Many would ponder at the reasoning behind the joyousness of this dire situation. Many would ponder at the ville of the sunshine village men. Many would ponder at the word ponder. But we, we will ponder the little girl who put an end to the evil lying ways of men. We will ponder the beginnings of the glorious Sunshine Ruler, Daphne the Able, killer of sunshine men, keeper of the flask of triviality in the safe of modified storylines.

Daphne was born in a small cottage, by the river Coraldorf, which flows ever onward to the sea of Frugality.

[BiggSpiffy]

once Daphne encountered the sea of frugality she was rather dissapointed...It was nothing but a crapload of water with some waves. So she walked away to find a dictionary. She didnt know what Frugality meant.

[Otal Nimrodi]

Poor Daphne, upon looking into the dictionary saw words which made no sense to her. It was at this time, that Daphne realised she had never bothered to learn to read.

[Dorothy]

So Daphne gathered her courage and her few belongings and set out to a mystical place of learning, debauchery and mathematics that she had heard of as an even smaller girl...the baleful land of Collegeton.

[floppydisk]

It was too bad that on the way she got mugged, and all her valuables were stolen.
And when she finally did get to college she got her haid shoved down a toilet.

[barend]

which was unfortunate becuase toilets of the day were nothing more than incomplete wood seats hovering over a hole of refuse...
She knew then, that with nearest sorce of water with which to wash her hair being needlesly place on the other side of the campus, that she would be forced to unwillingly parade her defiled hair infront of virtually everyone. Futher more it dawned upon her that this event would haunt her for the rest of her stay and crimple her chances of gaining favour with the more socially popular youth of the establishment.

This post has been edited by barend: 27 July 2005 - 09:30 PM

[BiggSpiffy]

even though the residents of the school were pimply faced, boil-nosed bookworms. She felt awfully embarassed of her soiled hair, until a young man named Boil-icious walk toward her.

This post has been edited by BiggSpiffy: 27 July 2005 - 09:36 PM

[Slade]

Boil-icious (his name a misnomer) had the blood of kings in his lineage as he strode confidently toward our heroine, ignoring her attire, as he considered it superficial to be so concerned about appearance. His cleft chin appeared not to be a typical face ass, but a golden valley filled with mysterious mystery, and his laugh put a choir of angels to shame.

Sadly, Fortuna had cursed and doomed Boil-icious recently due to an unfortunate accident where he stepped on a Leprachaun and fell over in a mirror shop, breaking every mirror there and killing the last unicorn in existance in the process. As of such, and old, forgotten about Soviet satellite came crashing down from space and crushed him to death, but Daphne felt her spirits soar that such a gentleman still found her attractive, despite her lack of cleanliness. And so with a spring in her step, she limped on toward her destination, stopping only once to remove the coiled wire from her shoes.