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Chain Story
Добавлено: Вт авг 01, 2006 1:38 pm
Olga
Правила игры просты до невозможного, но результат может получиться очень интересным и неожиданным

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Цель игры - составить историю.
Первый играющий задает предложение, следующий продолжает историю одним предложением и т.д.
Изюминка таких историй в том, что ход событий очень часто принимает неожиданные повороты, ведь каждый из нас видит историю по-своему:)
Рискнем? Какая история получиться у нас? Я просто сгораю от любопытства.
Добавлено: Пт авг 04, 2006 4:19 pm
Olga
Поскольку на горизонте не видно безудержной инициативы

так уж и быть, я начну:)
"This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
Просьба:перед тем, как продолжить историю, скопируйте ранее написанный текст + ваше предложение.
Добавлено: Вт авг 08, 2006 10:25 pm
Murizik
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand..
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Sorry, I forget enter my name..
Olga, please, could you do me a favor? if I make any mistakes, please, let me know about that... thank you!!

Добавлено: Вс авг 13, 2006 3:47 pm
Olga
Hi Murzik, nice continuation
She would'n
She wouldn't
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sigarette
cigarette
Добавлено: Вс авг 13, 2006 3:58 pm
Vinnie
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...

Добавлено: Пн авг 14, 2006 4:32 pm
accent
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
Добавлено: Вт сен 26, 2006 6:19 pm
Vinnie
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
There were two men in front of him. Two bloody cops.
Добавлено: Чт янв 04, 2007 2:42 pm
Zhuzha
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall I do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
There were two men in front of him. Two bloody cops.
And then as a struck of lightning an idea came to him
Добавлено: Вт янв 09, 2007 7:19 pm
Vinnie
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall I do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
There were two men in front of him. Two bloody cops.
And then as a struck of lightning an idea came to him. He knew them. He knew them for sure.
Добавлено: Пн окт 15, 2007 12:08 pm
marymay
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall I do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
There were two men in front of him. Two bloody cops.
And then as a struck of lightning an idea came to him. He knew them. He knew them for sure. This tall and lean guy was his niece's friend, he saw him at her party last month.
Добавлено: Ср окт 24, 2007 9:02 pm
Olga
This time I'm gonna lose the game", he thought.
"She would'n believe me again", he continued to think with a full glass of wine and almost finished sigarette on his hand... "Shit! What shall I do? What shall I tell her this time?"
Suddenly the phone rang and somebody knocked on the door...
James got up to answer the door.
There were two men in front of him. Two bloody cops.
And then as a struck of lightning an idea came to him. He knew them. He knew them for sure. This tall and lean guy was his niece's friend, he saw him at her party last month. And the other one, a cleanly-shaved robust jumbo, reminded him of Monica's ex-husband. Was it him?
