GAME: Hook my first line and sink her in to a paragraph!

[juelz4sure]

A muffled thud came from beyond the hill. Two squirrels popped their head up looking for any sign of danger, another louder thud could be heard as a blue smoke arose from just the other side of the hilltop. “They’re coming,” one squirrell squeaked to the other, before running down the hill in a zigzag, stopping irregularly. suddenly the well atop the hill exploded violently, followed by a young boy and girl tumbling down the hill behind the two frantic squirrels. “Curse you Jack and Jill with your tumbling.

“We’re tired of tumbling down stupid hills, so we’ve destroying all the hilltop wells!” Jack answered helping his sister off the ground before running off again leaving the two squirrels behind.

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The world's oceans boiled

 

[J Riff]

The world's oceans boiled, until the alien eggs were fully cooked. Then the four mighty ships plucked their titanic repast from the steaming seas of Earth, and whisked off and away acrost space, to dine in a nicer solar system that they knew about. But the Earth was handy for boiling their eggs, and they returned there many times in the years that followed, until the Earth resembled a wrinkled and lambasted prune, and that's when the real trouble started.

Fearmont delved into dark secrets once too often, and that's how he got his foot stuck in the fifth dimension.

 

[Tim Murray]

"No father," I said. "A polarised laxity of newer kinetic energy readings."
"Oh." grumbled Dad. "I might have known. So why haven't you taken out the garbage yet?"
"Father... the Zingillians are at the Western frontier. we have six hours to live, if we are luc-"
"And the soap dish. You never clean it. It has that scummy film all over it. Dirtiest soap I've ever seen. Why-"
"Alright." I headed for the bathroom. "I'll take the garbage out next."
"That's better" said Dad, perking up. "Now... what you need to do, is
defibrillate the North sector heatsink gauges. Then, and only then - flick the power switch back and forth and jiggle the power cord. Works every time."

The screeching of jungle birds woke Norbert from dreams of pastoral beautitude.

The screeching of jungle birds woke Norbert from dreams of pastoral beautitude. Norbert quickly noted the triangular foot prints in the soft sand. What made these, I've never seen them before? He got up, forgetting to put his shoes on. It didn't matter, the sand warmed his feet as he walked to the edge of the forest. Two glowing eyes closely set together stared back at him from the darkness, cocking its head, studying Norbert.

A cooing sound followed. Then a soft green plant tendril shot out of the dense forest and coiled around Norbert, pulling him into the darkness of the Forbidden Forest.

Carl cursed his out of date navigation computer. Where did it bring him this time? Coming out of hyper-space, he was shocked to see...

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

Carl cursed his out of date navigation computer. Where did it bring him this time? Coming out of hyper-space, he was shocked to see total blackness in every direction. He ordered the stupid computer to maximize the holographic image of his surroundings. After a while, he found it. There, in one tiny area of space, was an extremely dim light. Hours of analysis revealed that it was the Local Cluster. Carl sighed. This time he had a really long way to go.

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The fog was so thick that I could barely make out the lantern my companion carried.

 

[Ihe]

The fog was so thick that I could barely make out the lantern my companion carried. It'd been 3 hours since the townsfolk had heard the blood-chilling howl. Lucky for them, we were staying at the hunters' lodge for the night, waiting for morning to head over to the capital. Plans change. Lucky for us, werewolf attacks have noticeably increased in the last 6 months, and they are a well-paid prize. I load silver bullets into my revolver's chamber. Expensive little things, but necessary. Another howl in the distance. A growl, closer. And then another, closer still. What the townsfolk hadn't told us was there were more than one. Maybe more than silver bullets I had.
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A zoureolt's bite doesn't really hurt.

 

[J Riff]

A zoureolt's bite doesn't really hurt. This isn't surprising, because it is not a real creature. It is a creation of the deranged mind of its creator, Dr. J. Fnaglwitzc, a galactic criminal from somewhere in the nether regions of outlying space, out beyond the waste-dump asteroids of Hyperioxiotox 56J, just past Zgorbulon 37B on the old highway to Sector L-Qniner54647 - where most of the ancient and usually dangerous critters - like zoureolts - are rumored to exist. This doesn't mean you should try to pet one if you encounter it. I did, and that's why this is being typed with my left hand. But it didn't hurt, much.

The war with the Gargantuas was over at last, and Martha, the sole survivor on planet Earth, chuckled wryly.

 

[Ihe]

The war with the Gargantuas was over at last, and Martha, the sole survivor on planet Earth, chuckled wryly. And then she cried. For a long time. When no more tears remained, she got up, bloody blade firm in her hands. Her arms were covered in slimy grey blood up to her shoulders. That's how far the blade had needed to travel before reaching the last Gargantua's heart.

She walked. Over smouldering ruins and jagged horizons. Through smoke and flies and blood-red skies. Aimless steps guided by aimless eyes, ruled by an aimless mind. The most horrible screech imaginable snapped her out of the haze.

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"By the whiskers of my Granda, that has to be the most goshdarnedly big rabbit I ever did see! It's as big as a horse!"

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

"By the whiskers of my Granda, that has to be the most goshdarnedly big rabbit I ever did see! It's as big as a horse!"

"That's a vole, Grandpa. You've got your glasses on backwards again."

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Do you remember me?

 

[Ihe]

"Do you remember me? It's your big bro, sis. I've been gone too long--relativistic space-time crap, you know? But I made it back, like I said I would. Forty years later for me. A couple thousand for you, I estimate. Who keeps count, right?" Steven chuckled at a particular hazed memory, then choked on the finer details. "Still remember the pigtails and that shrill voice of yours..." Snapped out of it. "So, listen, it took me a while to find your grave--and Earth, to be totally honest. I haven't seen any signs of life since I landed. You probably got everyone up there with you, keeping you company, so that's something I guess. I'm happy for you. Happy and sorry all at once, but specially sorry. So very sorry..."
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A thousand eyes shone white under the waves of the Mediterranean, and the sea bubbled.

 

[Tim Murray]

"Do you remember me? It's your big bro, sis. I've been gone too long--relativistic space-time crap, you know? But I made it back, like I said I would. Forty years later for me. A couple thousand for you, I estimate. Who keeps count, right?" Steven chuckled at a particular hazed memory, then choked on the finer details. "Still remember the pigtails and that shrill voice of yours..." Snapped out of it. "So, listen, it took me a while to find your grave--and Earth, to be totally honest. I haven't seen any signs of life since I landed. You probably got everyone up there with you, keeping you company, so that's something I guess. I'm happy for you. Happy and sorry all at once, but specially sorry. So very sorry..."
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A thousand eyes shone white under the waves of the Mediterranean, and the sea bubbled. The young runaway teenager stared at the open ocean. He earned his strips, sort-of. Every since an atheistic black lesbian woman with a Mexican Muslim lover was elected President of the United States, the world had gone crazy. The GOP changed its name to the NRA party and armed themselves to the teeth. churches became armed cathedrals and Utah succeeded from the US. Trent escaped to the ocean to lose the madness, only to find solace and peace in the strange white eyes that followed him everywhere. He smiled as his naked body dove into the warm ocean, knowing the thousand white lights would take him away, forever.

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The darkness smiled as it swallowed up....

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

The darkness smiled as it swallowed up the last of Cyteria's three suns. It grinned with arcs of blazing stars like glowing emeralds and rubies on black velvet. Fimor, high priest of the mad serpent god Nukrisiton, smiled back at it. He had waited for a score of lifetimes, wearing new flesh every cycle, for the moment when the triple suns would no longer keep his lord imprisoned in the scarlet caves of Dolgon. The time had come for the old world to die.

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The guy had a pistol and a suitcase full of C-notes.

 

[willwallace]

The guy had a pistol and a suitcase full of C-notes. Sweat dripped down his back, soaking his shirt. Blazing suns made it too hot for most species to exist outside unprotected for long, but the Corbax loved heat. Looking at his watch, he guessed most of his pursuers had turned back by now. In a few microns he would be at his ship anyway, taking him and his illegally procured wealth elsewhere. He would miss the nice weather, though...

The binoculars lay in the sand, sun glinting off the lenses.

 

[Wrenn Flint]

The binoculars lay in the sand, sun glinting off the lenses. From her shadowy retreat, Kena could see no one. The owner would return soon enough, and Kena would finally know who had been following her. She waited until the sun crept over the mountains and the sea breeze cooled the burning sands before she moved. No one had come, and she was not fool enough to fall for that same trick again. She turned her back on the beach and melted into the night.

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I’d been wandering around the barren grounds close to the main building for over an hour, drinking coffee and smoking.

 

[Ihe]

I’d beenwandering around the barren grounds close to the main building for over an hour, drinking coffee and smoking. My nerves failed me. She was inside, I knew. The spirit of my beloved had talked to me in the past, through dark means I'd rather forget. But this was the first time her ghost had asked me to go on a date--to a dilapidated mansion, of all places.

Alana did not want to go.

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

Alana did not want to go. To leave Earth forever, with all its mountains and oceans and dizzying array of life, to spend decades in a metal box rushing silently between the stars? A guard pushed her forward with his laser rifle and shouted something to the crowded mass of draftees. War was hell.

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The bottle fell to the floor.

 

[Infinite Monkey Typing]

The bottle fell to the floor. The drunk's hand was now empty, as he stared out of the window at a red sky. Weird machines the size of mountains soared past him, blue lasers scorching the earth. The television gabbered on with snazzy journalists trying to control their voices. The world had turned to chaos. The drunk leaned over his own belly in the chair, and picked up the bottle again, foam splurting from its neck. What the hell. He might as well drink it now.

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The flashing blade narrowly passed Gabilar's magnificient hair.

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

The flashing blade narrowly passed Gabilar's magnificent hair.

"That's just a warning, barbarian." The hulking guard grinned, revealing yellow teeth. "Nobody joins the Hellfighters without a proper military haircut." The guard pulled off his leather helmet, revealing a completely bald head as dark and shining as mahogany. He drew his bone dagger. "Or maybe you'd like to argue the point."

Gabilar had only his bare hands. It would be a fair fight.

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The helicopter landed in the middle of the ruins.

 

[willwallace]

The helicopter landed in the middle of the ruins. D'van jumped out first, eager to get to work. She knew the only way to save her city was to figure out what had happened here. The devastation wreaked by the Ki'ta warriors had never been successfully defended against before, but she was determined to save her people.

It looked like a cat, but of course, was much more.

 

[Ihe]

It looked like a cat, but of course, was much more. The sculpture held a jewel; the fate of Lionise's people inside, but Lionise couldn't bring herself to break it and poke around its clay entrails. The cat was just too cute. Lionise's people would have to find another way of saving themselves. The magical Jewel of the Life-Core was protected by an aegis of unbearable cuteness. Tough luck.

The oceans swallowed the last landmass in the planet with rushing inevitability and a big "gulsh" sound that reverberated throughout the Earth, finishing with an equally big "glup".

 

[Victoria Silverwolf]

The oceans swallowed the last landmass in the planet with rushing inevitability and a big "gulsh" sound that reverberated throughout the Earth, finishing with an equally big "glup". The moon looked down with disdain. "Say 'Excuse me," at least!" She had always been a stickler for table manners.

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On the top of the tallest saguaro a mockingbird sang.