Interactive story
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Let this be the longest story yet...
Tired of waiting for single authors to post...
Carry on and post.... but not too short... keep it at a readable length
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Disclaimer: The usual
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Episode #1
I cant believe that it was sunday again. The thought of
meeting Janice made my heart skipped a beat. As i smacked
myself think how silly i must be looking, i heard this clump-clump of
heavy footsteps behind me.
Turning back, i saw a bearded jumber-jack man - complete
with bedraggled tartan shirt, scuffed jeans and a menacing grin -
loping towards me with a brown paper bag in hand.
Oh man, I turned left. He turned left, closing in on me so quickly
that i could almost feel the spittle from his urgent huffs and puffs. I
crossed the road; so did he.
i was breaking into a run for the last 100m to the church
when , suddenly, he veered to the right towards an old man with a
balaclava and begging bowl, who was crouching outside the church.
Now safely within the church grounds, i saw my apparent stalker
pull two buns out of the bag and hand one to the man. 'Fresh from
the oven, Lenny. Walked real fast so they're still hot,' he boomed
Did i actually ran from this kind guy?
I turn about looking Janice dear. There she was, as if glowing
in the warm sunlight. I suddenly started to feel warm and fuzzy all
over.
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Janice, the woman of my life, my angel, so beautiful, smart and always cheerful.
But my happiness was short-lived, standing right behind her was her arrogant parent and sadist elder brother Peter.
‘Back off you worthless piece of s*it!’ shouted Peter as he roughly pushed me aside.
Although I was caught off guard, but I managed to regain my balance.
‘You back off!’ I shouted back. I have to restore my pride; I am not going to be a sissy in front of Janice, no way!
(This is more difficult than writing poems.
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Eh? why nobody continue le?
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Even though we were now in the church, a sanctuary for peace, I have no qualms using violence to get my message across him. The bruises on Janice's arms only added to the anger surmounting in me.
"So Peter, when did u release from Prison? They let you out too early i guess" i remarked rather sarcastically.
"Shhhhh...Stop it, Edmund" said my woman,her arms nudging me.
Peter was now rolling up his sleeves getting ready for a fight with me. I was game. It had been some time since my bare knuckles met some chin.
"Boys! Boys! What are you doing?" a voice bumped off the courtyard.
He was dressed rather ostentatiously and the grandeur of his coat's train only suggest he may be a big shot sauntering. In the sweltering heat of sunny Singapore, anyone in his costume would be drenched with seat but here he was, without a bead of sweat trickling across his face, approaching us excitedly.
"Were you guys about to fight? Why so?" he asked us rather excitedly.
"Well, it was he who..." i replied when i was interrupted suddenly.
"I represent FUTN (Fighters Under The Nation) and i would like to bring you to the centrestage for a fight between you two"
"WTF?" me and Peter concurrently shouted.
Janice was shocked too but without a gaping mouth and expletives. She was too flabbergasted to respond to anything.
"Don't worry. You will get paid rather handsomely and the aim of the matches is that you have to kill your opponent". He revealed with a gleaming eye.
"Follow me quick"
He walked to a door in the church courtyard and with a touch of a button. It opened to a maze of stairs. The three of us stood there like William Hungs and waiting for a nerve to hit our Respond Centre. -
why nobody continue?
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this kinda plot how to continue??!!Originally posted by Taufiq:why nobody continue? 
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ooops... not interesting enuff ahOriginally posted by tare:this kinda plot how to continue??!! 
