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 Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 4:25 pm
 In order for this to work properly you must do the following:
1. Post 1-3 lines only. (try to keep run-on sentences to a minimum)
2.Your posts must expand upon the post previous to yours
(I understand that sometimes when posting others post at the same time, you can always edit your post.)
3. Pay attention to the other posts!! I can't stress this enough.
4. This story centers around the main character. (Going off and following other characters is allowed only if the main character is following.)
5. I will delete posts that kill the flow of the story.
I will also add that Hadsworth(the main character) is and always shall remain human. So no morphing him into fish or birds or what nots.
Example
Poster A - It was a fine day in the land of Plog. Mayor Macho was hosting a sock party.
Poster B - All the famous socks were there, including a few girdles.
Poster A - The party was in full swing when the ground began to tremble.
Poster C - After the trembling stopped there was a mighty roar.
That was when all heck broke loose, the stockings began to run.
Sorry I couldn't think of a new example. Anyways I think this one is cute.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 4:48 pm
After his adventures in the water realm within his pond,
Hadsworth was finally home.
He made sure to cancel his paper, no more wet papers for him.
Weeks went by, Hadsworth enjoyed the peace and quiet.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 7:15 pm
One day Hadsworth stepped out his door only to see low lying cloud, otherwise known as fog.
Hadsworth felt funny as he stepped into the fog.
Curious, Hadsworth thought to himself.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 11:48 pm
As Hadsworth walked through the Fog, he had seen an interesting looking sock. It was filled with bright colors and flashed constantly. This sock's name was Electric Lightning.
(I love this, Captain! I hope my post is good. It is based on cute, innocent, child-like ideas, but its fun because it takes you back to those days when the simplest things were the most entertaining. Like... a cardboard box. There was a million things you could do with a single cardboard box it was entertaining)
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 7:54 am
After being in his pond Hadsworth was no stranger to the oddities of life in general.
El decided he would tag along. Hadsworth thought to himself,
well one never knows when they might need a colorful talking sock.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 8:12 am
Hadsworth tucked El into his pocket rather like a pocket square,
so he was still peeking out.
Hadsworth wasn't really sure El could peek at anything but one
never knows with talking socks.
They waded deeper into the fog.
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Smakmybtchup Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 12:14 pm
They made their way slowly through the fog,
the glow from El helped somewhat.
After awhile it occurred to Hadsworth
that he had to have left his yard by now.
The fog was starting to thin.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:03 am
El started to shimmer and shine brighter to try and clear the fog entirely. This sock was one of a kind since it was rare to find a matching pair of this variety. The only one that really would go with this sock would be a sock that made a lot of noise named Thunder Sock.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 7:03 am
As the last of the fog cleared Hadsworth saw a forest of charred trees
where he saw a group of people poking at a clump of charred remains.
They looked up as Hadsworth hesitated,
then one pointed at him angrily and the others ran towards him.
Oh this can't be good thought Hadsworth.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 2:23 pm
They sure didn't look very happy.
As they drew nearer to Hadsworth,
he realized they looked cat-like, not human.
"Maybe we should run," El squeaked.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 6:18 am
One of the Cat-People called out "He must have defaced the Totem to the Lady of Catnip!"
A few of the cat tribe began to circle round the prey.
They all were ready to pounce as they purr and hiss with anger.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:25 am
Oh this is bad thought Hadsworth to himself,
El had no words to offer.
The Cat-person who sent the others to him stepped through the circle to face Hadsworth.
She sniffed Hadsworth, "This being doesn't have the stench of flames," Hadsworth gave a sigh of relief.
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Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 7:03 am
Unfortunately the relief was short lived as
they bound his hands behind him and forced him to march.
They marched for several hours,
until reaching a dense forest unscathed from the fires that charred other parts of the region.
"We must take him to the Queen," growled the Catlady in charge.
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Posted: Wed Sep 08, 2010 12:16 pm
As they journeyed deeper into the underbrush, Hadsworth could see that he was the main attraction lately.
For up in the trees behind the cover of the branches and leaves
many eyes were focused on him.
He could begin to hear the sounds of a tribal growling chant
from above him as he continued to be escorted.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 7:05 am
This definitely can't be good Hadsworth thought to himself.
Hadsworth was strapped onto the back of a Catman,
who proceeded to climb one of the larger trees.
As the others followed suit the growling chanting grew louder.
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