Can We Collaboratively Write a Story?

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Discussion Overview

The thread explores a collaborative storytelling exercise where participants contribute to a narrative by adding a limited number of words. The contributions build on each other, creating a whimsical and fantastical story.

Discussion Character

  • Exploratory
  • Creative collaboration
  • Debate/contested (regarding word limits)

Main Points Raised

  • One participant initiates the story with "At the brink of night," inviting others to contribute five words.
  • Another participant suggests extending the word limit to five words for all contributions.
  • A participant humorously points out a previous contributor's use of five words, leading to a playful exchange about word limits.
  • Contributions include fantastical elements like a "golden apron of fortitude" that can transform materials into food.
  • Participants introduce quirky characters, such as a purple people eater and Elvis, adding layers of absurdity to the narrative.
  • Some participants express frustration about the speed of contributions, indicating a playful competition in the storytelling process.
  • There are challenges regarding adherence to the five-word limit, with some participants humorously protesting against those who exceed it.

Areas of Agreement / Disagreement

Participants generally agree on the collaborative nature of the storytelling but disagree on the strict adherence to the word limit, leading to playful disputes about contributions.

Contextual Notes

Some contributions exceed the established word limit, leading to discussions about fairness and rules within the collaborative exercise.

Who May Find This Useful

Readers interested in creative writing, collaborative storytelling, or playful narrative construction may find this thread engaging.

  • #31
the number 42 said:
Tadpoles-R-Us where he
Was injected with a...
 
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  • #32
...nuff tadpoles to fill...
 
  • #33
the number 42 said:
...nuff tadpoles to fill...
"Wait!" he yelled, "what are you doing with that..."
 
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"...really long...what the?!" Next...
 
  • #35
...Elvis walked in with a red...
 
  • #36
...cape on. He grabbed the...
 
  • #37
purple people eater, the long what the?!, and the keys to the limo.
 
  • #38
Meanwhile, across town, the armadillo...
 
  • #39
and kangaroo swaggered into...
 
  • #40
the local kangaroo/armadillo bar. But before...
 
  • #41
they had a chance to order...
 
  • #42
Moonbear said:
they had a chance to order...
they broke the 5-word limit...
 
  • #43
incurring the wrath of the...
 
  • #44
the word limit deities that...
 
  • #45
spit martini. However, this time...
 
  • #46
they had rum[/Size] instead of gin...
 
  • #47
franznietzsche said:
they had rum[/Size] instead of gin...
and visisted the underworld where...
 
  • #48
they were saw a sticky...
 
  • #49
slimy, blob thingy.
 
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  • #50
Or, rather, a slime Bob...

(I'm protesting...you let Franz use too many words...they still count even if they are small! And does Tom Mattson have special super mentor dispensation? He went WAAAAAYYYY over the word limit! Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah! :-p)
 
  • #51
secreted was found bubbling moodily...
 
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near a ravenous alien. Wait...
 
  • #53
-ing for the intergalactic bus...
 
  • #54
to the Radnuxean Galaxy, where...
 
  • #55
jellyfish are purple, was a...
 
  • #56
drunken bum of priceless proportions.
 
  • #57
His name was something like...
 
  • #58
Joak the Bloke of Eritrea, who...
 
  • #59
Ate a Pea a Day.
 
  • #60
Compilation:

At the brink of night, just out of sight, was a stranger in fright. I ran outside to investigate. That's when I heard the lady next door yell "What are you doing?!" So I told her, "I am searching for the golden apron of fortitude. This Apron when electrified, can turn soil and rocks into peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, wheat, rice corn, oats and morph into a 300 pound purple people-eater that likes to sing children songs and dance on green tomatoes. All the frolick like an elf while using humans like toothpicks.

He pokes people with toothpicks while strapping on his nuclear-powered aluminium foil deflector beanie, which was given by that girl to protect him from the feeling of loneliness, he felt since the nuclear powered beanie made him sterile, so he went to Tadpoles-R-Us where he was injected with a nuff tadpoles to fill..."Wait!", he yelled, "What are you doing with that really long...what the?!"

Next Elvis walked in with a red cape on. He grabbed the purple people-eater, the long what the?!, and the keys to the limo. Meanwhile, across town the armadilo and kangaroo swaggered into the local kangaroo/armadilo bar. But before they had a chance to order, they broke the 5-word limit, incurring the wrath of the word limit deities that spit martini. However, this time they had rum instead of gin and visited the underworld where they saw a sticky slimy bob thingy. Or rather, a slime Bob secreted was found bubbling moodily near a ravenous alien.

Waiting for the intergalactic bus to the Radnuxean Galaxy, where jellyfish are purple, was a drunken bum of priceless proportions. His name was something like Joak the Bloke of Eritrea, who Ate a Pea a Day.
 

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