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Dario D.
05-24-2008, 11:36 AM
Hi all.

I was bored, and just thought I'd drop by and start a game where we actually try to write a serious novel, one paragraph at a time.

The rules are simple: someone posts a paragraph (or a decent portion of dialog, etc), and the next person continues from there. But, since this is the SERIOUS book, that means NOTHING STUPID! Obvious attempts to derail the story into absurdity should be ignored.
Oh, and try to post your story segment in bold, like this, so we can easily distinguish between story and forum chatter.


Chapter 1 (no chapter names, to prevent forcing a sense of direction)

All his life, Roman had been one to push against the flow of society, and scrutinize the ways of the world. He had a deep hatred for modern culture, and found fault with the very way people were raised, wanting above all else to make things better. Everywhere he looked were people as clueless and frail as the breeze, running circles in pointless, selfish lives, always bickering, and never truly satisfied with what they had. It drove him nearly to insanity in trying to find a cure for the people of the world, but to what end, he could only guess.

writin52
05-24-2008, 09:53 PM
Hi all.

I was bored, and just thought I'd drop by and start a game where we actually try to write a serious novel, one paragraph at a time.

The rules are simple: someone posts a paragraph (or a decent portion of dialog, etc), and the next person continues from there. But, since this is the SERIOUS book, that means NOTHING STUPID! Obvious attempts to derail the story into absurdity should be ignored.
Oh, and try to post your story segment in bold, like this, so we can easily distinguish between story and forum chatter.


Chapter 1 (no chapter names, to prevent forcing a sense of direction)

All his life, Roman had been one to push against the flow of society, and scrutinize the ways of the world. He had a deep hatred for modern culture, and found fault with the very way people were raised, wanting above all else to make things better. Everywhere he looked were people as clueless and frail as the breeze, running circles in pointless, selfish lives, always bickering, and never truly satisfied with what they had. It drove him nearly to insanity in trying to find a cure for the people of the world, but to what end, he could only guess.

It was laying in wait for him from the time he took up his life's mission of curing the world's people of what he saw as their terminal illness. Some would say it was his destiny. Others that, for one such as he, a universal do-gooder, it was inevitable. Love jumped him with a sucker punch that would have decked a burly sailor.

Dario D.
05-26-2008, 01:02 AM
He set out on the evening of the Mardi Gras festival, to meet an old friend at a local restaurant; a friend that had been his neighbor for most of his life, until they were both seventeen. They always talked about the problems of the world, and each had their own ideas of how they could potentially one day be cured... but one thing they agreed upon with utmost certainty was that the failed minds of the people were to blame. That night, everywhere they looked were people at their worst, celebrating what it meant to be without restraint and free. Drunk men lumbered about, shouting and throwing glass bottles. Women lie passed out on curbs, their legs spread wide into the streets. Police and firemen surrounded a truck that had run off the road, and hit a bystander, before boring into the side of a convenience store. Roman and his friend, Johnny, stood at the entrance of the restaurant, and watched as the world around them stirred and buzzed with the sound of freedom and failure.

DWSTXS
05-26-2008, 02:21 AM
then they decide to kill everyone on earth, but realize they don't have enough bullets. Wait...they're stupid too? End of novel.