I use to write stories on BBSes about a psycokinetic dog. People really liked them and complained when I missed a few days. But I never thought out where the story was going. The main part of the story was the battles. I could always figure out some way to end it well.

In one story, I was fighting a giant shape shifter. Everytime I "psycoblasted" him, he''d heal quickly. Plus, he was damaging me faster then I could heal myself. To end the battle, I ended up making a telepathic link and driving the creature crazy by playing "Barney" songs over and over and making everything around it look like the "Barney" characters.

In another one, the creature I was fighting had on telekinetic repelent armor. Bad stuff. In the end, the guy that was fighting with me (who had a sword) shoved his sword into a joint on the armor. I "Psycoblasted" the sword, and the fragments triggered the open button on the armor. I then made a puddle of the creature inside.

I also used a lot of humor. In one, a giant with rubby armor was coming after me with a lead pipe. I didn''t have time to jump out of the way, so I turned the pipe into lime jello.

I use to write stories that other people helped out with. But this was the result of one of them (Nichole''s a wolf, Timothy''s a mouse):

(I removed a lot of mindless rambling as well)


94Aug12 10:14:48 From [woof] dog [woof]
(Nicole is a wolf, not a fox by the way.)

Nicole begins to walk past the sandstone walls when Timothy looks down at her
eyes with curiosity.
"What''s wrong Timothy?"
"Why aren''t you running? Arn''t you excited about our adventures that lay
ahead?"
"Yes, but running impatiantly won''t bring us to them any faster. Adventures
happen when they happen, by hurring you''re just as likely to miss an adventure
as you are to find one."
Timothy noded and sat back against the leather strap of Nicole''s shoulder
pack.

For days, Nicole and Timothy traveled. After the 8th day, Timothy was
beginning to wonder if they ever would find adventure or was he just getting
his hopes up?
After decending yet another hill, timothy shouts out in excitement.
"Hey, what''s that?"
Nicole looks down at where Timothy was pointing.
"Something metalic, it looks like", says Nicole.
Nicole aproaches the object. At first it apeared to be a metal bar sticking
out of the ground but after tugging on it with her teeth, nicole reveals the
blade of a long sword.
"Look at that symbol!", yells Timothy, "That''s the symbol of the rat god,
ummm..."
Timothy pulls out his history book and flips through the pages. "Diacca!",
Timothy says with great excitement, "The God of water and wind. It says the
rats spend most their lives on the water."
"Pi-rats?", said Nicole and chuckled...

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94Aug15 00:54:20 From [:Leaving soon] Chicken McNugget [Wish you were here.
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Subject: Tim''s Cascade style Rabbits
And then time stared as his reproducing rabbits, thinking suddenly and
violently of smelts and lute fiske. Nicole hit him over ythe hread with a
frying pan and stuffed dead seaweed clippings into his nose, and told him to sh
it more often. This painfuyl taunting left a deep emotional scar that would
take mant years of therapy to erase later in life, but for now he went on with
his existence hindered only by his limited breathing ability and desire for
norwegian food.

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bagel@eskimo.com The Spirelli of Self-Actualization

94Aug15 15:39:27 From [woof;33;40m] dog [woof]
Suddenly, Timothy hears a sound and turns around in his seat. As he does so,
Nicole, too, turns around facing Timothy the direction he had just turned away
from. Timothy turns again in his seat ond looks tward teh sound he heard
before.
"Shhh", says Nicole, "I think I heard something."
"Me too.", replied Timothy.
They''re then startled by a chicken smoking some pot.
"Hey, look, I''m a chicken nuget!", says the chicken and with that, falls on
his back. As Nicole aproaches him, the stoned chicken gets up laughing and
runs back into the woods, pointing at Timothy and saying something about the
smell of seaweed.
"Some people are just so stupid to get stoned like that.", says Nicole as
they watch the chicken run face first into a tree trunk.
After the chicken leaves, the two explorers take a close look at the sword
they found and notice there''s some blood on it. Timothy smells the blood
noticing a familure musky smell to it.
"I think this is the blood of a badger.", Timothy says with excitement, "It
still feels wet too, I bet a wouned badger must''ve ran up this way when the
sword fell to the ground. Let''s go, maybe there''s a battle up ahead. Oh wow!"
And with that, the two explorers run into the woods and down tword the sea
shore...

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DAMN MAN! When you post, you post! Next time stick it on geocities and link to it buddy.

As Mr Cup always says,
''I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me.''

Mr Cup, huh? Those were short. That was a small section from a story I was participating in with others. I always posted short on those to allow others to help with the story line. In the rooms that were solely my stories, I''d post sections of a story that are at least twice the length of that last post. Some day I''ll upload one of them.

(Notice I still have the same sig line since ''94? hehe, I''m in a rut! )

I''d still be writting stories, but I only go on the internet at work and I can''t spend to much time typing. Good thing I type fast.

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