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Previous line by @samheller
Writing down her thoughts about what happened last year wasn’t as easy as she had hoped. She couldn’t hold back the tears when she wrote about Luka — the way he smiled and laughed at silly things.
Previous line by @yolandaw
Do I even exist? We’re all just spinning on this big ass rock through space. But what even is space?! Can anything really be proven or justified? Anyway, that’s enough philosophical contemplation for today, I’m heading off to bed.
Previous line by @jacobsherman
the first alien invasion in a million years. In the previous one, an entire species was wiped out. Let’s hope this time the humans get to survive. Anyways, little Billy Bob unzipped his pants and out came a little lizard. He demanded on the news that everyone bow to him, or else…
Previous line by @jacobsherman
“Be not afraid,” the six-winged creature of legend called out, “For it is I, a messenger of the Lord.” A man trembled at the fear-inducing sight, and collapsed before it. “What will you have me do?” the man stammered. “Go now, and spread the Word. The Lord hath returned.” He then
Previous line by @seanking
He retreated into the forest and learned the language of the squirrels. He learned the flight patterns of the birds. He understood the ways of the moss. He lived his gnome life.
Previous line by @jacobsherman
The door opened. Thousands of little lizards ran out the door with little backpacks on their backs. They even have reptile school? They seemed to take to their human predecessors. Ironic. Reptiles dominated the world in the past, and now they have returned stronger than ever.
Previous line by @jacobsherman
anyways. Looks like we were destined to rot in this hole until Bo the gymnast leapt up, alternating between walls, and made it out of the well. We never saw from her again. Zdenka the fortune teller predicted that we will die here. Well thanks for nothing, Zdenka — Anything else?
Previous line by @benjaminchandler
They weren't thinking, that's what. Seat of the pants, plot-hole-laden storytelling garbled with illogical character motivations and apologetic retconning. What a mess. What a potential wasted. And now that she's passed away, we'll never get to see it done right.
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A multiplayer creative writing experience where a group of authors creates a story, one line at a time.
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