SciFi/Fantasy First Line Game

During the third month of the occupation, the spirits of Hanley House prepared to receive their traitor son.

The sense of confusion that had been following me all day suddenly made sense when I saw that I'd left my frontal lobe on the dresser again.

I didn't really mind the toucan's beak glowing, but Arthur could have asked me first before he made the tweak.

When Arthur wakes up and sees his own glowing nose, he's going to think twice before making any more unilateral decisions.

800 million years ago, I was born once again on Tangali.

The Rift had no colour, and yet shone brighter and more vibrant than a rainbow; it did not move, yet it shivered and raged like boiling water; it made no sound, yet its voice was the roar of Time plunging over Creation's most terrible precipice.

I laughed the day the Thames finally ran dry.

I watched the mutant beasts close in on the corrugated covered wagon from behind a slag stalagmite.

Orcs leave the most profitable corpses because they don't use credit cards.

Because our sun is a sphere, when it blipped out of existence, the centre of its disk appeared, from Earth, to have gone dark first.

I rose up out of the primordial ooze, praying that my shotgun still worked.

Jason had been falling for over an hour before everything turned blue.

Now where did I put that hammer? You know the one, the big fancy one I used to create the Dwarven race.

She had a tattoo on her left shoulder, which always makes the skin harder to sell.

There was always the chance that someone could be watching me.

In 2544, we found a statue of a fat God depected in red and white, who was believed to hand out presents.

Korin was quickly beginning to realize that he was about to die again.

The time bomb went off, coalescing past, present, and future into a quantum wave that destroyed the building along with everything it might have been or ever would be.