SOOOO tired right now.
I will probably be sick tomorow. Annoying Chris has its... setbacks.
Went to CROWN, got home, played wii, took a nap, ate some pizza, got on the comp, wrote some ska, imed evie, beat evie at pear hunter, beat evie at word racer, imed james, and am now tired.
Oh ya, Tyler wanted me to email him. Think ill do that!
Im probly going to set my blog to private soon... just getting annoying taking all these security measures.
I should go, but i need a conversation topic?
How about this? Make up a fiction story that involves us (and other people we know if possible). That way i get at least some entertaining comments!
And note to Evie and Alex: Dont just post Ska excerpts!
-Caleb
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Once upon a time, there were a group of kids. they were both nerdy and supercool at the same time. the ability to have such an oxymoronous characteristic only comes with much practice and skill, so we know that these particular kids must be crownies.
one day, during the hangout time of a crown friday, the aforementioned group was bored. usually such boredom is easily remedied by a game of stupiduel or a skittle fight, but today ntohing would lift their drooping spirits.
they were in the small basement of crown academy (which actually had its own building, donated by some important person to the benefit of said school), in the small hangout hallway, in a small hangout room. they were in various positions, some draped over chairs, some sprawled on the floor, some leaning against the wall. all wore the same expression: sheer boredom.
suddenly, one of the students-caleb, to be precise- leaned his chair a liiiittle too far. he toppled onto the floor, knocking over mitch, who was leaning against the wall. mitch tried to regain his balance but fell into josh, who was standing on a chair sticking pencils into the ceiling.
josh fell, sliding one of the pencil-skewered ceiling panels back onto another, leaving a gaping hole in the ceiling. then came the crash. this would not be so out of place, as his chair and himself made a lot of noise contacting the floor, if they had not been the only source of noise.
there was another sound, a creaking, and then the scraping of metal against somthing else...
then, somthing happend that made every head in the room lose its droop, every mind become instantly alert, every eye turn to the panel, and then the wall opposite the door. something very strange, indeed...
[to be continued]
...NOW, the next person to comment has to continue the story. this gives it a rather...
interesting plot line.
The same loud crash sounded from the wall again, and it occured to the Crownies that the sound meant someone was trying to break down the wall. Kiri, who was nearest the door, tried to open it. But it was jammed shut. The doorknob turned, but the door wouldn't open.
Here, the group divided. Not figuratively. Figuratively, they were still all one group. But literally, Kiri, Josh, Catherine, Chris, Mitch, and Kristen edged toward the door. Mitch even started yanking on the doornob to try to open it. Literally, Ryan, Ian, Alex, Caleb, and Evie watched the wall for any cracks, and Ian picked up a chair.
There was another loud crash, and this time, a large crack appeared in the wall. Mitch picked up a chair and slammed it into the door. Another crash, and the loose ceiling tile fell. Everyone covered their heads to block the falling and flying pencils. One hit Josh.
You might have thought that the group was in a panic, but they were relatively quiet. As previously mentioned, they were Crownies, and did not easily panic.
Finally, there was a huge crash and the wall crumbled and split open. The figuratively grouped people by the wall jumped back to avoid the plaster splinters.
While they were doing this, a man in black jumped into the middle of the room. But, even though he was described as a man, he was more than this. The word "man" was used because when the teenagers saw him jump into the room, they thought he was just a man. But then they noticed his flowing black clothes, his yellow eyes, and -- most importantly-- his red lightsaber. This was no man. This was a Sith.
[to be continued...]
what can I say? you asked for a story, I gave you a Sith! I added Kristen and cut Laura to give it more of a next-year feeling.
Next person, your turn!!
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