Post by grasshop on Aug 13, 2006 16:15:49 GMT -5
Since some ppl in here are more talented than me at writing fics about SR, I decided that we should all chip in and write a group fic! XD
Here's how it goes. Each one that posts must write a full paragraph (minimum of 5 complete sentences)...if you want to write more you can. We can all control any character and make them say or do anything, but the story must make sense as it goes along! XD Or else it would just get confusing. Let's try to make the ultimate SR fic lol WE CAN DOOOOOOO IIIIIIT!
I'll start us off with a first paragraph:
A bright and blinding light shone through the half-opened window, flashing across the dark walls of the furniture-crowded room and piercing through Beerain's eyelids. She stirred a sat up groggily, small hands flying up to wipe the restless cloud of sleep from her tired eyes. "Morning already?" She hesitantly stood and made her way over to the elegantly designed dresser, opened it carefully and browsed through the piles of clothing therein, her mouth twitching with thought as she mused over what she would wear for the day. She had gingerly lifted a lacey top, thumbing overthe floral designs in the sleeves when a harsh knocking came at her door.
"Who is it?" Came the words, her head snapping in that general direction.
Here's how it goes. Each one that posts must write a full paragraph (minimum of 5 complete sentences)...if you want to write more you can. We can all control any character and make them say or do anything, but the story must make sense as it goes along! XD Or else it would just get confusing. Let's try to make the ultimate SR fic lol WE CAN DOOOOOOO IIIIIIT!
I'll start us off with a first paragraph:
A bright and blinding light shone through the half-opened window, flashing across the dark walls of the furniture-crowded room and piercing through Beerain's eyelids. She stirred a sat up groggily, small hands flying up to wipe the restless cloud of sleep from her tired eyes. "Morning already?" She hesitantly stood and made her way over to the elegantly designed dresser, opened it carefully and browsed through the piles of clothing therein, her mouth twitching with thought as she mused over what she would wear for the day. She had gingerly lifted a lacey top, thumbing overthe floral designs in the sleeves when a harsh knocking came at her door.
"Who is it?" Came the words, her head snapping in that general direction.
