The Story game

[itar]

Ok here is how this works. I will start a story, i will randomy stop in the middle and say "And then......." when i say that it will be someone elses turn to write the next part of the story. That person will then say "And then......" so that the person after them can further add to the story.


Here goes.......



One day in Tanaris Wicket the Paladin was walking along side the road when he saw something shiny in the distance he quickend his pace to see what it was. I he was about to get close enough to see what it was AND THEN..........

[granite]

A huge orc jumped out from behind a small hillock and attacked the Paladin. "ARGH!"screamed the orc as it brandished a huge, wicked looking axe...And then...

[Valadien]

He accidentally tripped on an unseen object- crashing down and knocking himself unconscious. Wicket the Paladin looted his wallet, and then...

[granite]

picked up the orcs axe and killed the horrible Orcish beast. He contunied towards the shiny object and could now see clearly what it was...and then...

[Willow]

three hyenas saw Wicket from a mile away, and ran toward him, teeth bared. He brandished his orcish axe, ready to defend himself, and then.......

[granite]

Wicket picks up the shiny object and realizes its a can of Gnomish Hyena Repellant (industrial grade) and he promptly sprays it in the faes of the onrushing hyenas, causing them to run away in fear...and then...

[granite]

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I liek the way im every other Post

[itar]

The NCC1701-F Enterprise beamed Wicket up becuase Scotty figured out how to get more power! Wicket had just enter the transporter room AND THEN.......

[Soluna]

as he was beamed on board, Soluna the great huntress came into the view of his weary eyes. She offered a smile and turned away to speak to Scotty. And then...

[itar]

The ship jumped into hyperspace becuase Captian Kirk without even thinking said make it so. AND THEN......

[Glaze]

Wicket awoke from his daze. He figured faulty Gnomish engineering had backfired and caused him to loose conciousness (entering a state of sedation, where he had a dream of the enterprise). He reached in his bag for a drink only to notice he had been the victim of theivery. Wicket now stood on the hot sands of tanaris completely parched. And then...

[itar]

Wicket remembered the summer of 1298 where he had eaten 5,000 boxes of Rice Fluffy Puffs (With magical Mage Marshmillows) and had sent in for his very own Dunebuggy in a bag. He pushed the Red Button on the bag ("That was easy!") and his dunebuggy landed out of the bag in front of him. Wicket hopped into the driverseat and fired up the Hemmy (Had to eat 1,000 boxes extra for the hemmy) and zoomed off towrd tanaris. He was about halfway there AND THEN.......

[granite]

A huge dust storm appeared in front of Wicket. Remembering that he had NOT eaten the extra 500 boxes to add the sand filter to the radiator he realizes he cannot pass through that sandstorm...and then...

[filch]

Out of this tumultuous storm appeard a figure small in stature yet whose appearence caused Wicket to kneel in utter awe. "Greetings and Salutations" said the gnome as he parted the skin piercing sand as if it were a soothing curtain of water. "I am the Great and Powerful Filchini! I see by your posture that you have indeed heard of me likeness!" Wicket, hesitant to look the gnome square in the eye, nodded his assent.

"Arise, noble Wicket, for today the God's smile upon you!" Suddenly, just as quickly as it had begun, the sandstorm ceased its breathtaking dance. Wicket was now free to gaze upon Filch (who, as legend had it, was like this "X" with the King of All There Is) in all his glory. In so doing, he felt truly safe for the first time that day.

"Pay no mind to these pesky winds of sand," stated Filch with a non-chalant wave of his hand, "one needs only to remember....ah..one needs only to recalll...." The Great and Powerful Filchini looked as if he were about to say something life changing in nature. "One, ah...need to ah..understand that...." Filch, scratched his sand-specked beard and giggled. "Well, just remember that...at the end of ta day...what's a little sand in yee boots!"

"Ah...right," responded Wicket somewhat perplexed by Filch's attempt at philosophy." Of course, not wanting to insult the great gnome, whose contributions to the realm were written in the annuals of history, the Paladin promptly followed with, "Well said, oh Great One!"

"My sentiments exactly!." quipped Filch.

"Now," continued the gnome with a bit more authority - getting down to business as the Great Filchini was like to do. "As I was sayin...today is yer lucky day! For not only do ya get ta meet the likes of meself..BUT you have the opportunity to assit me in a quest for the King of All There IS....by the way, if ya haven't already heard by now...he and I are like this 'X'"

Wicket felt his heart flutter joyously in his chest, a feeling he had not had since his days as a boy at the Michaelmas celebration of the giving of gifts.

"A quest for the King..!" shouted Wicket, so excited that he nearly shot his whole wad of mana, "Alongside the Great and Powerful Filchini of legend no less!"

"Indeed!" responded the glorious gnome and then continued his tale. "Now, it seems that a distant cousin of the King... a far distant cousin mind yee, yet one beloved by the King....being quite the charater that he is..oft likes to disguise heself and trek about the realm in the name of good fun. Cecil, is his name and he is a mild mannered Elfling who is large of heart and empty of head. It seems that Cecil has gotten heself lost somewhere about these parts..."

Wicket could not believe that he would be a part of such a monmentous quest. Overjoyed, he stood up, saluted and pledged his obedience. "I am up for the task oh Mighty One..I shall help you seek the relative of the King!"

Filch smiled proudly. "Ah..I see my very presence brings out the best in yee! Now as I was saying, the King's cousin likes to dress heself up in various costumes and jest with others. Last I heard he was rather cleverly disguiesed as an Orc."

Wicket gulped. "Ah did you say an Orc?"

"Certainly did," responded Filch. "He would stand..oh about yeah high..." Filch had to jump high in the air to demonstrate the height, a daunting task for most, but done with ease.

Wicket started to get a very uneasy feeling.

Filch continued demonstrating the likeness of Cecil as best he could, "He would appear to have teeth like this VVVVvvvVVVV, making him look very ferosious indeed. Of course, they were fake..made of wood. His favorite game of late would be to jump out from behind...oh..let's say a hillok..much like this small one over here," Filch pointed in the direction of a rather familiar looking one. "He would have such a grand time attempting to scare some poor unsuspecting citizen and would probably imitate the battle cry I was teaching him." Filched ran behind the hillock and then immediately flew out from behind it and up in the air with a ear pierching cry.

"ARGH!" Filch landed softly in front of Wicket, not a hair out of place.

Wicket's knees started to wobble.

"Yep..taught him that cry meself I did...of course..it's not VERY convincing....I mean, it wouldn't fool the likes of yerself being the strong Paladin that yee are. But I must say, the young lad has great potential if he continues under me tutelage."

Wicket could feel the back of his neck get clammy.

Filch sat down softly and tucked his feet (bound, of course in the finest leather with a gold Filigree down the midde) beneath him. "Now Cecil would most probably carry with him..a huge wicked looking axe, which if ya really took ta time to study it, ya'd notice was nothing but a dull and rusty poor excuse of a weapon."

Wicket's tonge was sticking to the roof of his mouth so dry it had become. Still he managed a mouse-like squeak, "Ah...wawaa..wicked axe did you say?"

Filch laughed. "Wicked indeed! Anyway, he's gone missing this poor Cecil..beloved of the King...AND to top it off, along with HIM..three of the King's finest prized hunting dogs! Disguised, I am certain as hyenias..for it is what Cecil was like to do. He is of the mind that it makes em look more fierce and of course adds to the overall effect of his charade. On the contrary, those doggies are indeed very gentle and giving beasts and the King has become quite attached to em. Some day, I'll tell ya about how I taught them everything they know."

Wicket could feel beads of sweat the size of black diamonds dripping down the small of his back, the situation was worse than his worst nightmare and quickly becoming even worse than that! He was rendered speechless.

Filch smiled broadly, misinterpreting Wicket's silence for sheer awe.

"I know, I know...it is a rather daunting task..but just the same...it is for the King..who, if you assist in this honorable quest will forever hold you dear to his heart much like he does meself...well...ah...ahem..not..EXACTLY like meself...ho-ho..that would be QUITE the task...but still, he'd look fondly upon yee!"

Wicket tried to speak..he really did, but could only mutter a high-pitched squeal..much like the sound ones fingernails make when drawn across a board of slate.

The Great Filchini took out one his well-honed blades and adjusted his cap by the reflection of its sheen. "Oh..and one more thing," added the Great One, and with that Filch jumped up from his sitting position to the height of a human's head, and, while in midair simultaneously picked his teeth with the tip of the aforementioned blade, before landing quietly like a cat in front of the trembling Wicket.

"I almost forgot to mention." Filch dexterously flipped the dagger with a flick of his wrist causing it to spin twice as high as he had jumped before plummeting with a gentle 'swish' back into its sheath along his hip.

"Cecil also took with him a shiny can made of silver about yea big," he indicated it's size with two impressively commanding fingertips. "This valuable container holds within its innards a liquid that the King's alchemists have labored many a year upon. In his never ending attempt at good clean fun, Cecil, that dear lad, tricked the alchemists into giving it to him by placing upon this container a label with the words 'Gnomish Hyenia Repellant'....ha-ha..what a jokester that Cecil is! Anyway...if yee should find it lying about..whatever ya do..DON"T spray it! It contains the only portion of a highy secret weapon needed in the wars against the dreaded WHORDS. It causes one to have crazy dreams about lands of another far off planet..a place that does't even exist! In fact, I have seen with me own eyes the effects of such a weapon during the experimental phase. It causes the victim to run about in a daze screaming "BEAM ME UP SCOTTIE" and "SHE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE CAPTAIN" Can yer imagine! Oh boy I can't wait until I see the WHORD faces when they receive a blast of it right in their heathen faces! Wil serve them right it will! So be careful with it Wicket," commanded Filch, "tis potent stuff!".

Wicket was by now so sweaty that the salt stung his eyes causing tears to stream from his eyes.

"Come now," said Filch, "I know this is yer first quest for the King..but no need to get too emotional about it...you'll do just fine..after all..Ill be right behind yee all the way." He gave Wicket a encouraging slap upon the shoulder. "Now, let's get started!"

Receiving Filch's warm touch, Wicket willed himself to speak. He opened his mouth...

AND THEN......

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Wicket took a min to ponder what the Great Filchini had told him about the WHorde Weapon. He thought about his adventure to the NCC1701 Enterprise-F and wondered if it really did happen when all of a sudden he was roused from his thoughts by a loud war cry of fierce intensity. A huge Orc dropped down from a rock and began swinging a huge axe that reminded Wicket something proportional to a Chrysler mounted to a handle. Wicket had to think quick he knew that if he did not get away from this Orc that he would most likely be the new additon to the Gageztan Graveyard. Wicket thought of an idea, time was running out he had decided on what he was going to do......AND THEN.........