A collaborative creative writing app where stories are built line by line.

Contribute to multiplayer stories, seeing only what the previous author wrote. Modeled on the game exquisite corpse, each creation is gloriously unique!
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Trash bins litter the rear exit walls of each building, with half the trash tied up in bags sitting on the ground. He hand grips the picture in his pocket, worn and dirty from years of handling. He sees a dirty ankle and rushed forward to see it it was them. No, false alarm.
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Vespera, the woman, just stares at the creature, little shaky. There is fear within her. She looks at Jerry. "Who are you?" Her voice is stern despite her fear, almost like she is commanding an answer.
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He is a son of the richest man in the country and he used to go clubs,bars and date with girls.But one day his father said that he can’t afford Jarred’s expense.That’s why he has a challenge to find a job.
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Pickles were exactly on her mind, the “IMPHY-Dilver” she mentioned was the critical alloy needed to ensure the metal pickle lids formed a tight seal over the glass jars, thus preventing the crocodills from smellingthepickles, which would have endangered the mission.
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Her new problem: she din’t want to burn the only tree she’d ever seen. A storm arrived, snapping a small branch off. She scooped up the broken wood. It was enough to start a tiny fire.
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The old clock ticked softly in the quiet room. A single beam of moonlight stretched across the dusty floor, illuminating forgotten trinkets. Outside, a gentle wind rustled through the tall grass, a lonely whisper in the stillness of the night. It felt as if time had paused.
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The prevailing theory was that the sapient species on this planet called their planet “Gday”. They also seem to have been destroyed by another species known as “Dropbears”.
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Simon was surprised by Luna's request for a moonstone horseshoe. He hammered the iron, then coated it with a shimmering powder, creating a magical glow. The horseshoe shone beautifully when fitted—a gift for a horse who asked for the impossible.

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What is Byline?

A multiplayer creative writing experience where a group of authors creates a story, one line at a time.

How does it work?

Loosely based on exquisite corpse, each author writes a line having only seen the line directly before theirs. Once complete, the creator titles the story and shares it with the group.

Is this a game?

Yes! Get started by creating a story and sharing it with friends. Don't know any writers? No problem. Post your story to Byline and you'll meet some!

Who does the writing?

Public Stories

If you create a story (by clicking the new story button New Story Icon) and don’t invite other authors, then it posts publicly to Byline and can be contributed to by any author on the platform.

Private Stories

If you invite individual people (by username, email, or phone number) and make sure Plus others on Byline is deselected then your story becomes private and only those invited can contribute.

What's a breadcrumb?

Breadcrumbs give authors an opportunity to select a key word/phrase from their line that they think is important. Breadcrumbs are visible for the life a the story and can act as clues that offer additional context.

They are optional, but fun to add!

What's a sequel?

Sequels are stories spawned from the last line of other stories. To create a sequel go to the bottom of a finished story and select Write More → Create sequel based on this story.

What if I see something offensive?

If you see something that doesn't live up to our standards report it by clicking the next to any line.