THE GLP STORY THREAD GAME!

Hi Who..sorry, I don't have an upgraded acct. and can't answer your p.m.'s.

I know I have to choose someone but I am not sure whoever I choose will actually look at the thread, it's kind of buried. So..why not just let the next reader continue?

You can choose one, and I will PM him/her. Actually, I know some members who will post if I ask them to. You can think of one, if not, let me choose.

;-)

Since geminilion didn't choose the next member, I choose:

DeadBeacon!

The lead SWAT member hand signaled for a burst entry and on cue they moved! "Go, go, go"!!! All moved in unison until Pete, the third in line, saw the steel door from above falling and almost cutting in half the lead member. The silence was deafening.

...and I choose geminilion right back!!!!

Last Edited by DeadBeacon on 08/03/2012 04:56 PM

I can just let this thread die like this! So, next member:

A Friend.

offered me 1 green pill, 1 red pill and 1 yellow pill

OP wants to be the big chooser.

So after all that the grifter realized that he was only in a dream, a dream so real it was physical. He quickly opened the door and the swat team shot him. He died thinking, it wasn't just a dream, I fucked up.

I don't want to be the big chooser, but it looks like some people here aren't capable of such an easy thing...

Too much control is the problem.

I don't think this is the case...

I thought it would be fun to make a story but your rules were no fun. You have to do this and then this and this is the way to do it and after this do only this and if it doesn't work I will fix it. Well guess what nobody wanted to play with your rules.

And then, no, it was a dream and he dreamed he was dying and so not enjoying the dream so much he wanted to wake up. He did wake up and everything was ok and then he went back to sleep and there was a noise just outside his window, was it an owl? A shadow past the window and bam with a blast the window exploded, he knew he should run but it was only a dream so he watched as the bat came crushing down on his skull and he thought as he was dying it wasn't a dream and I am dying.

So he woke up and it was the same damn dream, how does that happen?

He vowed not to dream and went to sleep. There was a scratching noise on the roof and he heard a voice in his head say 'a spaceship was going to beam in and abduct you', knowing better, that it was all a dream, he tried to wake up. He did wake up and he quickly got out of bed and looked outside. The ship was huge glowing blue white sort of rotating and hovering. He was awake. This time he was cautious, but he had to go outside and look closer.
A tall muscular ET approached. He had a guy with him and it was like a clone of the dreamer, the 2 were quickly switched out. While noticing he was somewhere alien he remembered being awake. He was told he would be leaving his life for good. He was hoping he was asleep but he wasn't.

Meanwhile the clone goes to bed and sleeps and hears someone at the door and a voice in his head says "it is a swat team and if he goes outside he will be shot"..............full circle .........I choose anyone who wants to to write the next part of the story.

Last Edited by WindyMind on 08/08/2012 01:00 AM

Why does it say there are 43 posts here when I can only count 13? Am I in a banned limbo? Have 30 posts been deleted? What's going on?

So the clone has dual mind of himself and himself and he knows the swat team is really there and not there. He empties his mind of all illusions and calls upon the wisdom of his brothers in space. Even if it is a dream he doesn't want to get shot. With dreamlike awareness he pulls the covers over his head and prays to be saved from his sick dreamlike wakefullness. The swat team busts in and sees him and takes him to the station for questioning. Since he is a mind reader he knows the perfect answers and the cops let him go. He has managed his dreamlike wakefulness in a supernatural way as was his training.

30 deleted or am I in limbo and gnite.....next writer step in here......

I wonder if when you get up and read this if you are going to get pissed? I think the idea of the thread is good except for the circular way you wanted to do it.

Just in case, you're not banned, so I don't know what happens when you look at the post count.

And yeah, I'm pissed off... kind of. I tell you again: it's not that difficult, and it's not circular. This should be dynamic (I assure you this is funny once you follow the rules), but people here are way too lazy for this, I see.

Thank you for your post, but you must choose the next user.

Who

Marty was still inside the room. So, all the security measures his brother insisted to implement worked after all, he thought. He waited until he saw, through the window, the SWAT team going out the house. He couldn't believe all that was happening and he wondered why a SWAT team entered his house that way and just in the precise moment he heard that weird voice told him to go out his room. And why were they leaving, instead of seizing the house or calling for reinforcements?
-"They were a fake SWAT team", the voice, again.
-"Who are you and what do you want from me?"
-"I AM... The Nobody, and I want you to order a cheeseburger for me."

And I choose: +MarketSellOff+ .

Last Edited by Who. on 08/08/2012 04:49 PM

"Well Nobody. I will not order you a cheeseburger". "I want you to give me a burger". Then the nobody was very mad and he threatened to mace him and latch him if he doesn't give him his cheeseburger. He never gave him the cheeseburger.

MarketSellOff who do you choose to continue the story? I'm dying to know what happens.

Refresh.....Refresh......Refresh.......I can't stand it, I'm on the edge of my seat!!!!!!!!

You know the lil wayne video with the twelve skeletons in the audience? I feel like one of them now.

I died from expectation.

Will somebody please finish the Goddamn story!!

Last Edited by institutionalized on 08/09/2012 04:25 AM

Go ahead Institutionalized

Last Edited by Bomb Cyclone on 08/09/2012 04:37 AM

O.k. Ummmmmmmmmm. Heh. Uhhhh.. Oh shit. Ermmmmm. O.K. guys bear with me. I've sorta got stage fright.

I forgot how to type and how to read. This is so confusing........

I have never been this embarrassed in my whole entire life. Shame, Shame on me.

I'm so pathetic and to make matters worse, I just shit in my pants.

WOW!!!! So you were one of the swat team? Seeing people chopped in half by a steel door could make you forget how to type.

Could make you shit your pants too.

No matter - forward brave Hero.

How dare you insinuate such a thing? I have never been more offended.

I challenge you to a dual. With my white glove I strike your pink colored cheek.

Last Edited by institutionalized on 08/09/2012 05:33 AM

Okay En Garde.


I suppose the story has to wait?

You were doing good............

But! I never turn the other cheek. Who would ask me too?

Compose yourself and continue!!