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#15519 01/13/01 02:57 PM
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It seems to me that it's been a while since we've had any games that spark creative story telling, so as resident etymythologist and piffler, I'm going to start up a little game. I'm going begin a story, all you have to do is use your creative juices to continue it. But first, a couple of guidelines.

1. Story segments should be no more than 200 words in order to allow others to develop it. (And no double posting.)

2. No real-life comments, only story related posts.

3. Each segment must end with a statement that will lead into the next. (ie. "And then he . . .")

4. Try to keep the thread in a straight line so we don't have parallel universes of the story.


And here we go . . .

Once upon a time, in a land not too far away, there lived a young lad named Gunther Nilpferd who had a unique habit of poking himself. He was a member an unusually large family that was rather poor. They lived in a cave in the side of a flower covered hill in the heart of a vast forest and depended mainly on the fish in a small stream for their daily nourishment. Despite his unfortunate lot, Gunther was determined to be a successful map maker, so one crisp autumn morning he saddled up his pet sheep and prepared to . . .


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Gunther was determined to be a successful map maker, so one crisp autumn morning he saddled up his
pet sheep and prepared to . . .
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ride her to the famous Portugese map making town of Carta Blanca to seek his fortune. Alas, just three day's journey from home Gunther's sheep high-centered on a stone fence, so Gunther dismounted and began pushing her with all his might, attempting to dislodge her from her petrified perch. A young woman, Ursala Ovisrender, spied Gunther heaving mightily behind his sheep and....


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A young woman, Ursala Ovisrender, spied Gunther heaving mightily behind his sheep and....
dismounting from the magnificent bay gelding she was riding she threw the reins to her faithful retainer and addressed Gunther in a haughty tone.
"You disgusting man, satisfy your peasant lust elsewhere and leave that poor animal alone."
Her words and the disdainful look on her beautiful face stunned Gunther. He ceased pushing and ....




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Her words and the disdainful look on her beautiful face stunned Gunther. He ceased pushing and ....
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stood gawking at the regal-looking Ursala in disbelief. "I...I...," he stammered, then, reflexively poking himself in his left eye, "Oww.... I wasn't d-d- doing anything to Mathilde; she was stuck, and..." "Enough!" boomed Ursala. "you are on my family's land. We shall determine what you were doing and what the consequences shall be. Igor, her burly retainer, lifted Mathilde from the rock and turned towards the nearby town as the sickly sweet smell of tallow and curing hides wafted in the breeze. Ursala turned to Gunther and...


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Ursala turned to Gunther and said, "Young man, we are going to examine the available forensic evidence to determine your guilt or innocence. If we find that you are guilty of committing unnatural acts with your sheep, we will either turn you into forensic evidence at the tanner's shop, or we will send you to Wales. My father the King, who's a wicked old thing with manners most alarming, will decide which."

Gunther paled. "Madam!" he quavered. "Ohhhh madam, oh madam ...!" he semi-quavered. "Please, just have me flayed. Being sent to Wales is too horrible a fate to contemplate!"

Ursala smiled regally, and ...



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Ursala smiled regally and, glancing over her shoulder, rasped breathlessly, "Now that my faithful retainer (and churl) is out of earshot, I have something to ask of you..."



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Ursala smiled regally and, glancing over her shoulder, rasped breathlessly, "Now that my faithful retainer (and churl) is out of earshot, I have something to ask of you..." "Please show me your dragon! All my maps have "here be dragons" at the edges, by the cartographer's signature, and I've always wanted to see a cartographer's dragon. If you will show me yours, I promise that, in return, I shall run away with you tonight, and pay for your tuition as a cartographer. If you refuse . . . "


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I promise that, in return, I shall run away with you tonight, and pay for your tuition as a cartographer. If you refuse . . . "
you shall have to face that wicked old thing, my father the king. Gunther paled again at this! He was so unnerved that this time all he could get out was a hemidemisemiquaver
of agreement. So they set off back towards his flower-covered hill. She was too polite to ask why he kept poking his ribs as though they were borax, but she did wonder.
Gunther was wondering, too: how on earth he was going to
explain the absence of a dragon at his home, for he was not
a cartographer yet!







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However, by the time they reached his hillock home, Ursala's feminine intuition was ringing alarm bells in her head. As they approached his charmingly rustic hovel, she fixed him with an icy glare, and demanded in her most regal tone: "Before we go in, tell me the truth. Do you have a dragon in there, or not?" Filled with a heady mix of fearful apprehension, and eager anticipation, Gunther squeaked: "...



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Dragon?"

At that moment Igor leapt from the bushes still carrying the exhausted sheep. "I followed your footprints here in order to..."


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