forum "Pass the story?" Add one to two sentences, only rule is just make grammatical sense to the best of your ability!

Started January 11, 2018 by @p3ncil

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"Chance?" He snapped. "After all you've done, you expect me to give you a chance?" He growled, his sharp teeth showing. I haven't realized until now how powerful he is.

"Noooooooooo!" I screamed as I fell into the abyss that happened to appear beneath me just then.

"So long, sucker," Pinepple sneered and stuck his tongue out at me.

All was dark. Like my soul.

I morphed into a wind chime and fell from the heavens unto earth.

I screamed but it was just the sound of wind chimes. 'Wait,' I thought. 'I can curse whatever i want and no one would tell!'

I had a sudden thought. "What if other wind chimes can understand me?" I glanced around and realized I had fallen into the realm of windchimes.

"Hello." They chimed in unison. This is creepy.
"F all of you!" I screamed.

(WHY IS THIS SO HILARIOUS)
"F yourself," they replied. The hair on the back of my neck prickled as they slowly advanced.

But i have no hair. I'm a windchime.
"@#$#R%$ you #%@^*^#@@# i'm gonna #%^!$%@#!@ Eat your chicken nuggerws you #@!@#%#%&%." I screamed.

"What the @#*!% are chicken nuggers?!" one of them screeched as it threw itself at me. How were they even moving? They were wind chimes for heaven's sake!

I screeched some very God forsaken words and pulled out a knife. I have no idea where it came from.

I don't even know how I was holding the knife, being a wind chime and all.

Magic.
Just magic.

ANYWAYS, I launched myself at the army of wind chimes, throwing them off me and slashing their strings as they hurled themselves at me, screaming bloody murder.

"BLOODY MURDER!!!!" They screamed in unison.

Literally. I screamed "GORY SUICIDE!!"

"SHREK IS DEAD!!!" They shouted back.

"SO IS YOUR SISTER!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs.

((Come to think of it, that makes no sense. The top of your lungs? Lungs don't have tops! That's just a weird way of describing it.))

(I agree, absolutely preposterous!)
The wind chimes swung angrily at me. "DEATH!" They screamed.

A random guy came out of nowhere with a green screen behind him. "IT'S TIME TO STOP!!!!" He yelled.

"WHAT?!" I shouted. Honestly, everything was so loud I hadn't heard him properly.

"CUT! He screamed. "I said CUT! End scene! Stop rolling! For god's sake, just stop!"

"WHAT?!" I yelled back.

"Oh my god—for fork's sake—" He grabbed a megaphone from a random bystander and held it to his mouth.

"CUT!" He bellowed.

"Ow!" I winced, covering my ears. "No need to yell."

"Oh my god."

The self-appointed director paced back and forth scowling.
"Honestly, what a poor performance. The anger, so cheesy. The drama, so boring. The ending, is it ever going to?!" He muttered darkly into his thick black beard as he shot deadly glances into every person on the premises in turn. In shock, a number of curious onlookers began to leave. As the crowd began to disperse he brought his attention back to us.

"What????" I asked extremely puzzled. Was everything i went through a lie?

He gives me a dirty look. "And what a waste of wind chimes. Props are FRAGILE, you know!!"

"Props?" I glanced around wildly. What was going on??? "Pinepple?" I asked.