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JDcat4

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Hello. 

I'm just going to say I'm bored, quite frankly, so thought some people might humour me with this - 

I'm going to start a story line. Feel free to add to it whatever you want. It can be as little as one sentence to as much as, let's say, a paragraph or two. It doesn't even have to make sense. Just lets have some fun with this, OK? Seriously, just ad lib all over it. I'm starting with a lamp-post, but it doesn't have to continue about said lamp-post. It can seriously just be whatever people want to add to it.

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Once, there was a street. It had one solitary lamp-post bang, smack in the middle of it which just looked pretty damned miserable, from anyone's perspective. Grey old lamp-post was looking rather tatty, to say the least. It had fallen into some dire state of disrepair some twenty years ago. And it was now, in this street with the solitary lamp-post, a shadow approached. Said shadow was getting larger, and clearer in its detail as it took step after lonely step towards the too bright glow of that miserable old lamp-post until it was glaringly obvious that under that miserable old lamp-post stood an equally miserable young woman. 

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Er, why not, sounds like fun. I hope more people will join, maybe we will write something decent even. [smile] 

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As she was beckoned into the light circle, like moth to flame, obnoxious odor reached her and she wrinkled her nose in disgust. Even in the dead of the night you can't escape that smell. The smell of the junk, whiffs of alcohol and cheap cigarettes are your only guide through the dead of the night. Especially in place like this, where people do nothing but degradate, using any meals to humour their sense of taste and satisfaction. 

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Interesting...

And with such satisfaction, these degraded souls meet and to that end, delight in their lamp-lit bliss. However, the girls eyes fell on a more satisfactory thing than the unfortunate perfumes which met her nose. This far less disgusting sight was wearing a top hat and a long velvet cloak. 

- I'll leave it there and deliberately not begin to unravel the character that was under said top hat and cloak. That's for someone else to decide. 

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With wide strides the figure broad in shoulders made its way to our heroine. She suspected it was a man, but before he was enveloped in light, she never knew. He was quite handsome, in fact. He was a little pale, but in contrast his eyes were strickingly blue, like two pools of crystal clear water in a sea of snow. Ringlet of hair was visible stickingand whereas it was darkness of wide brim of his hat or something else, this ringlet was a rich black to put a raven to shame.

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Sorry for my grammar, just woke up. Didn't wanna give everything away about his looks, its for someone else to decide.

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Seriously? Nothing in two days? Now, that wants adding to...

I do hope other people add to it, because the way it's going just between two people means it's pretty hard to put in a plot twist at the moment. It needs more people working on it to keep things interesting, basically. OK, I'm thinking a raven might be called for here... or two, perhaps.

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Oh, those shameful birds, the ravens! Croaking like mad around said raven-haired guy. Yeah. Just seemed like they liked to flap around all over the place when he was around. It didn't go beyond the girl's notice either.
"Hey, ravens," she said, her voice a deep alto. 
"My friends, Croaker and Squawk," said the man in his bass voice.
"Nice to meet you, Messrs. Croaker and Squawk," replied the girl.

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Now, I've picked up on the raven idea and put in some dialogue, but that's all I'm going to do until someone else a. goes back to the point of the guy and the girl, or b. continues with the ravens and/or dialogue. 


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i tried twice but didn't have the guts to post,tbh
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Just do it dmxi, I'd really like to have more people on this, I'd be much more interesting
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Then she farted and followed through.


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The man, handsome as he was, handed her a bottle filled of some sort of cognac. The girl bit the cork, pulled it and spat it out her mouth. Promptly, she drank from the cognac bottle. It was sweet, it was sensational, oh, great delightful wine! thought the girl. She continued to drink - drink, drink and be merry, and yet there was something quite powerful in that, which was sickeningly sweet, yet addictive. She looked at the pale blue-eyed man in that gorgeous top hat and magnificent cloak with eyes filled of hunger and a sort of disdain. He was not so handsome anymore, that he had destroyed within her something pure. She, full of innocence, when she'd had no first taste of alcohol, as she watched the man light a cigarette, easy as the long strides he had taken towards her, with her eyes so bright as a meek child's now saw a darkness in her desire when she realised through the cognac bottle, she had tasted blood!
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