Post by mclunatic4evr on Aug 26, 2007 19:15:57 GMT -5
I propose we have another creative writing contest. I see there was already one on the main part of the website earlier. This time the contest should be open ended and have unlimited input.
I'll begin:
This little story is called Revenge of the Tribal Man
It was terribly hot that day in the sweltering Jungle. Up in a tall tree stood a creature unlike any other. It Juam-buam-Juama the dreaded demon of the thicket. It lept down from it's perch and did it's primitive jungle dance as it landed right in front of an Austrailian poacher who stared at it speechless.
Years later the poacher would entertain fellow bar folk in the outback as he spoke of an unbelievable encounter he had once in the jungle. "I was hunting for tigers that blistering day when out of nowhere this little man-beast drops out of a bleed'n tree, should have seen him. He was about 2 ft9 and stocky with a big blocky head. It was patterened blue and red all over in streaks of hair and spikes! Little bugger dropped down in front of me and did a pre-victory dance (and song) before it proceeded to chase me a mile throwing little spheres me way, and always missing. I only escape because it stopped again to do another pre-victory dance"
The bar full of Austrailians stared at the poacher in disbelief "Bleed'n storyteller ya are!" one shouted. And the rest agreed until one of the pictures on the wall of an old bearded Australian king came to life and jumped off the wall into a the beer keg where it sucked it dry leaving the skeleton of an alcoholic kangeroo that helped himself into the wooden wonderland of beer kingdom super scuba diva extravaganza and jumped up and danced to the kinks tune "Plastic man" And all the tree's in the forest started dancing to this tune too!
And in conclusion every living thing on earth forever danced to this song www.youtube.com/watch?v=26MN08BUOBY
I'll begin:
This little story is called Revenge of the Tribal Man
It was terribly hot that day in the sweltering Jungle. Up in a tall tree stood a creature unlike any other. It Juam-buam-Juama the dreaded demon of the thicket. It lept down from it's perch and did it's primitive jungle dance as it landed right in front of an Austrailian poacher who stared at it speechless.
Years later the poacher would entertain fellow bar folk in the outback as he spoke of an unbelievable encounter he had once in the jungle. "I was hunting for tigers that blistering day when out of nowhere this little man-beast drops out of a bleed'n tree, should have seen him. He was about 2 ft9 and stocky with a big blocky head. It was patterened blue and red all over in streaks of hair and spikes! Little bugger dropped down in front of me and did a pre-victory dance (and song) before it proceeded to chase me a mile throwing little spheres me way, and always missing. I only escape because it stopped again to do another pre-victory dance"
The bar full of Austrailians stared at the poacher in disbelief "Bleed'n storyteller ya are!" one shouted. And the rest agreed until one of the pictures on the wall of an old bearded Australian king came to life and jumped off the wall into a the beer keg where it sucked it dry leaving the skeleton of an alcoholic kangeroo that helped himself into the wooden wonderland of beer kingdom super scuba diva extravaganza and jumped up and danced to the kinks tune "Plastic man" And all the tree's in the forest started dancing to this tune too!
And in conclusion every living thing on earth forever danced to this song www.youtube.com/watch?v=26MN08BUOBY