Just to keep you writing...

[Vara]

I've never actually played this game before, it just sorta popped into my head. Though, I'm sure that its an old idea. Basically, we write a story together (sort of). No plot lines, no rules.

All you have to do is write a paragraph (let's say...at least four sentences?). Post it, and then the next person can continue on the story with another paragraph. And so on and so forth. Don't go all out crazy, but make it fun a creative? I'll start it off, I guess:

James didn't realise that he was alone until he woke up. His parents must've been out. And his sister must be...where ever she usually goes. James sat up in bed and glanced at his digital alarm clock. 18:37 blared at him in flashing red digits. How had he fallen asleep so early in the evening? He got up and just as his feet touched the plushy carpet, something thumped downstairs.

[Carissa]

I also never played this game before, but I think it's interesting

James was shocked. He didn't know what that was and he decided to find out what that was. It wasn't certainly the sound of his parents, nor her sister's. It was a thump. It might be something else. James quickly ran downstairs and then there went thumping again. He hid behind the stair, didn't dare to find out but he was very curious. When he peeped behind the stair, he saw something that made him screamed

[faithdamore]

A strange man was standing in his kitchen. He had a huge butchers knife in his hand. He looked up at the sound of James' scream. James ducked back behind the stairs, heart thumping heavily in his chest. What could he do? Call someone? No, the phone was in the kitchen. Face the man? No way! He had a knife for goodness sakes! Could he make it to the front door before the man stopped him? It was worth a shot. He made a dash for the door.

[~*~Triquetra~*~]

Quickly turning the handle, he felt it lock in place. His eyes got wide, turning around to look at the man. He looked over to where the man was walking towards him, and the room in the other direction that led to the Parlor, where cutting kinves were held for Cakes and such. He quickly sprinted to the open doorway and stepped across the threshold, picking up a knife, he watched as the light glamoured off of it, causing him to see the Man's shape in it. He turned around, holding the knife high, but quickly huled it and turned to the other end of the room, holding the door to the kitchen.

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[Vara]

Bursting throug the kitchen door, feeling it slam closed behind him, James' panic blocked his logic. He didn't know what to do. Of course, of course. The phone. James ran to the telephone, skidding on the floor as he did so. He toppled over, his head slamming against the hard tiles. Pain spread from the back of skul, through to his temples. The pain made him nauseas and disorientated. Sitting up groggily, James gasped in horror. The line that connected the phone to the wall outlet. It was cut.

[Carissa]

James dropped the phone. Now he was hopeless. Suddenly the man struck into the room and walked towards him. Oh no! James must have forgotten to lock the door, or at least block it with heavy stuffs. Then, he got an idea. He looked around in the darkness and spotted a pan. He grabbed it and prepared to hit the strange man using it. He gathered all his courage to face him

[~*~Triquetra~*~]

He felt the pan hurl from his grip, then a large 'CLANG' sound as it made contact with the man. His hurried hurried to his pocket, no cellphone. He looked around, the man on the floor, he gasped when he groggily got up, and began moaning. It sounded as though it had gotten a good hit on the side of his head, but, he was too impatient to stay and look. Not to mention he didn't want a surprise attack straight to his head. He hurried out the door, locking it behind him, and began pilong stuff up against it. First, the dresser, then the coffee table, and after that, James' pushed the sofa up against the other things, reinforcing them against any sudden bursts of strength.