The Story Game

[TheAstronaut]

"I stole your soul. Come here you big boy" she replied.

[WithoutWords]

"you stole my heart", zack confessed

"as you did mine", whisperd latisha

"i did?", said zack in surprised tone

"yes.......all i could think of was that night and how........" she turned away from zack as she trailed off.

[sheeps]

"And how?" Zack repeated.
"And how we had ravaging sex upon that snowy roof," Latisha accented every word with the tip of her tongue and stared lustfully into Zack's eyes.
"Fuck me! Fuck me now!" Latisha screamed, her head cocked back staring, eyes shut(), at the cracked ceiling.
"Wait, wait, wait... what?" Zack questioned.
"Sorry, I'm scizophrenic," Answered Latisha, winking and frowning simueltanously as Zack looked on with a slight sigh of dissapointment.

[sheeps]

(ok I'm bored)
But not a large sigh of dissapointment, but not a small one either, it was medium sized, box shaped and played nursery tunes when dropped.
So Zack, the man Zack, medium sized 5"11, well built with a slight lisp and a mix between a chinese and spanish accent, caucasion and full brown lips, started to decent slowly down the stairs from which led to the kitchen.
Latisha, yes latisha, the one with long eyebrows, 6"1, brunette, green eyes, well curved body and the clothes of an 80 year old stripper gypsy, ran after Zack.
Zack instantly dropped his pants, the pants which he bought from Myer, the pants that are a beige colour with a mixture of cheese and tomato sauce stains on them, chords they were, with pockets everywhere, pockets to keep essential things like swiss army knives and blueprints of machines to destroy the world, but not Cyprus..

[Tiberius]

Zack realised he wasn't 5"11. He wasn't that tall! It just looked that way as for some reason he was wearing Latisha's high heals. He slipped out of them and put his own shoes back on. "What the hell am I doing here?" Zack thought to himself. Latisha was just screwing with him and he knew it. Sure, she was beautiful but her mind games were wearing him thin. He had to get out of here and find something, anything else.

[sheeps]

Screwing him, exactly, That's exactly what she was doing.

Zack searched for that anything else, that something else, whatever it was, he needed it, and he knew it wasn't here.

Zack pushed the lustful Latisha off him, pulled up his pants and buckled the belt tight.

He ran out of the apartment, down the stairs and out the door. He could hear Latisha's distant screams coming from behind him.

He grabbed his mobile phone and called for a taxi to meet him at his work, which was near.

He ran to work, with the busty Latisha running after him, hurling plates and wooden spoons at Zack.

A plate his Zack in the back, and made him bleed through his tight T-shirt, but he didn't care.

He ran to the porch of his work, at AngelCare studios, a photography company that takes photos of babies from a ripe young age and cover them in floral displays and teddy bears full of dust so therefore the babies get the flu and die, but that's another story.

Zack jumped in the car, and was suprised to see who the taxi driver was. It was...

[TheAstronaut]

Kamahl himself, in the flesh!

"Whoa dude can I have an autograph?"

[caelestis]

"sure!" kamahl said, suavely. "what's your name?"

"Zack."

"ok, Zack, i'll sign you an autograph on one condition. you sing a few songs with me."

Kamahl then proceeded to lock the taxi doors from his drivers seat with the push of a button.
his eyes glassed over, and he cleared his throat.
he began to sing with much gusto.

zack was horrified. he tried to open the doors, but to no avail.
what was he going to do??

[TheAstronaut]

With the only option left, he grabbed his hankie and forced himself into shoving it into the innocent victims mouth, and suddenly killing him! This was turning out to be a very bad day for Zack!

Choose your own adventure!

Turn to page 86 To become a fugitive

Turn to page 106 To Bury Kamahl's Body and Dump the Car

Turn to Page 1 To Restart this boring story

[sheeps]

A very bad day indeed.
Yes a very bad day.
Extremely bad day.
So bad that bad could describe it.

So he retrieved his utility belt and got out his battarang, threw it at the locking switch and jumped out of the car, only to fine Kelly's dead body, but it wasn't scarred at all..

Then her eyes opened, she jumped up, pulled his left pant leg up and starting licking his hairy knee.

"Tastes like chicken," she said..

Everything was starting to make sense to Zack, or was it? Was this what Latisha had planned all along?

Find out on the next episode of "Living with dead tea tree leaves!"

[Tiberius]

(okay people, remember that bit about trying to make it consistent?)



This day was too bizarre to even comprehend. Zack wondered if Latisha had slipped something into his drink. And was that really Kamahl?

Zack decided that he needed to clear his head from all this madness. He needed some fresh air and a walk in the park. So as he reached the end of the street he turned to the left into the well-kept city park.

[sheeps]

(incase you were wondering I'm just trying different writing styles)
The park. So he strode into the park. And then there was the Latisha, laying in a glass case, And Zack, being the charming prince, went over and kissed her.

She woke up, and they strode off into the distance in that taxi that he stole from Kamahl.

BANG!

Then Zack woke up, he discovered he had ran into a pole after looking at one of those VW adds, and was knocked unconciouss..

[caelestis]

(right. so is he unconscious now or awake?
awake i will assume.)

he sat up, stretching his arm out behind him.
but his hand could find no purchase.
he regained his balanced and turned around to find that a deep chasm had opened up in the ground.
he could see molten rock far below, and the smell of sulfur filled his nose.

[sheeps]

Sulfur, a 6 letter two syllable word.
Sulfur, exactly what Latisha wanted him to think.
He walked along the chasm, which led him up a flight of stairs.
At the top of the stairs he could see Latisha standing, her apron back on, her hair out and in curls. She licked her lips at the return of her victim.
Zack stared into her eyes, and saw nothing, there was nothing. Her eyes was like a deep pit with nothing but darkness extruding from it, but for some reason, he was drawn to her.
He walked up the stairs, one step at a time, trying to fight his new found lust (i love that word!).
He finally go to Latisha's side.
Zack opened her mouth to speak, but Latisha interupted and pointed out to the chasm and the sunset beyond it.
"You've got a whole new story everytime, But you must discover that you are bound to your invention like a ball and chain. I've been watching you, like a stunt show. Holding my breath everytime we go."
Her words were soothing to his ears, but he knew it was all just trickery.
"Time stood still while motion emptied you out," She continued.
"How will you get yourself out of this one?" Zack replied.
"What?!" Latisha yelled with a look of shock, her hand straightened out and her eyes went a firery orange, " I'll show you how you're life is going to turn out."
And she reached into her pocket and revealed..

[Tiberius]

(I think Sheeps has had some of Latisha's drink, not just Zack, heh)



..drugs. It was Zack's mind's way of telling him that Latisha had drugged him before. He was still in a half-dream and it was getting crazier and crazier. Random psychodelic colour patterns were appearing before his very eyes. He had to sleep. He had to shake it off. He felt like he was going to collapse any moment now.