Brick Angel
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The game is write a story. How do we play? Simple. I’ll start off our story with a line, then you post in this thread another line that should follow right after mine in our little story.
so if i write
Brickfilms.com is the most amazing
someone needs to follow up by posting a reply with something like “amazing stop-film website on the internet” then someone will post the next line and so on until we have a long list of posts that all connects into one amazing little story. SO ARE WE READY?! HERE GOES!
Line#1. I can still hear the voices in my head, the distant screams in the shadow of the night.
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Atlas Animationz
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haha this is a great idea  I’ll give it a shot…
#2. There is no possible way for me to describe the horror that befell her.
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Brick Angel
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#3 Like indelible ink stains on my mind; I will never shake the memories of that twisted form, of my hopes and dreams shattering in an instant. It all started when,
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scar1200
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Heres mine. #4…….i was a walking home to my little clumsy cottage…………………
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Brick Angel
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#5 The wind howled in the tree tops, there was something wrong. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasn’t alone, but who would be following me way out here in the woods? Suddenly,
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Atlas Animationz
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#6 I heard footsteps. I quickly turned to see who was behind me and, to my surprise, I saw…
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scar1200
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#7……. a little boy, about four years old…………..
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Atlas Animationz
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#8 he was shivering uncontrollably from head to toe. I put my coat around him and asked:…
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Brick Angel
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#9 him, “Where are your parents?” It was no surprise when he didn’t answer. His pale face and terrified expression led me to believe something horrible had happened. The question was rhetorical, a reflex. I knew he couldn’t stay out in the woods for much longer, the icy night air was licking at his skin; the forest was a cold and merciless hell. There were small cuts on his arm, the blood would have attracted predators, he couldn’t have come from far in that case. “I’ll take you home for now and we can look for your mom and dad in the morning.” That’s when…
(Sorry, I got carried away but now you have an epic challenge to continue from where i stopped off hehe)
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scar1200
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#10……. all of the sudden, a terrifying shreek came from the woods. A huge wolf ran out from the woods at us, like it were a streek of lightning. The wolf attacked the little boy……………
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Brick Angel
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(dear god, don’t let this turn into twilight – getting carried away again)
#11 I didn’t think, my body moved before my mind could even make sense of what was happening. Teeth like sold steel of a blade ripped through my flesh. I could feel It all went hot and the air smelled of rust. My instinct to protect the boy made me his shield, it sealed my fate. I fought back against the wild beast as hard as I could, but there was something different about this wolf. It was larger than a wolf should be; faster than a wolf should be. It dodged my attacks more like a trained fighter than a dumb animal. I could feel my blood pouring out faster as my heart raced with the exertion. The trees and stars began to churn above as the earth spun below, “So this is how I die.” As ground hit me I feel the beast’s breath above me. In the distance, frantic cries, men yelling “Don’t let him get away!” As the voices came closer something unusual happened, the grizzly animal laughed? I was sure then that losing too much blood was making me see and hear things, and then the wolf was gone. The next morning…
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Atlas Animationz
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#12 I woke up in the hospital in excruciating pain. My head spinning from all the painkillers. A soft voice was calling out to me saying:…
dude, you have a gift. that’s some pretty impressive writing. you definitely need to start your own script
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scar1200
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#12……. i woke up in a little bed made of rags and hay.
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This reply was modified 155 days ago by scar1200.
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This reply was modified 155 days ago by scar1200.
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Brick Angel
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(seeing as you both posted at the same time…lol… I’ll take both lines into consideration in this next one)
“Wake up, hey you! Wake up!” The painkillers made everything ring in an awkward pitch and a skewered light. Even so the voice was beautiful in every way. As my eyes focused I saw the faded red of the barn could hear the…
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Brick Angel
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Hi guys just here to……IMAGINATION! MORE MORE MORE!
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