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tinky
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06 Jan 2007, 10:00 pm

CeallachSolomon wrote:
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tinky woke u in a slight daze, looking at the world around her. "What happened here?" she wondered, observing the dull black-and-white that had replaced the previously colorful landscape of her lunar abode. All the specially-bred flowers, all the cool streams, and even the genetically-altered animals; it was all boring grey.

"We've got to do something about this!" she shouted. CockneyRebel appeared from afar, holding a small bus. Tears welled in her eyes as she held it out, it's beautiful red coat replaced with the same dark grey that had descended upon tinky's home. Determined to right this terrible wrong, the two set out on an adventure the likes of which have never been known in the history of mankind.


that was definitely longer than three sentences :lol:


She said the limit was three paragraphs, but OK.

Though they had stated they would begin their journey, tinky and CockneyRebel had no idea where to start. "Where does one go to recover color?" tinky questioned. CockneyRebel shrugged; she didn't know either. They decided it best to make it their first goal to find a space ship. After all, the color couldn't still be on the moon, because the moon had been a colorless place when tinky got there.

As if responding to their idea, Starbuline appeared with a Palator-model starcraft, and welcomed them aboard. "I noticed the color was gone, and thought you might know something about it," she remarked, to which tinky merely shrugged. Where did the color go? Had someone taken it? And if someone had, then who? As they sat pondering, the warning siren began blaring and the alert lights flashed red. "We're under attack!"


8O three paragraphs? *checks first post* oh!

he walks on a dreary, broken stone street. it's been a long time since he's had a good night's sleep and time means nothing more to him than some human creation. his heart beats no longer because it wants to but because it can. a small bright light shines in his eyes and he stares into the nothingness before him slightly disoriented. the light's intensity and size increases, nearly blinding him. "Yes!?", he calls out, excited and uneasy. "My name is Anubis," thunders a bellowing voice, "Please, follow me."


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06 Jan 2007, 10:21 pm

Tinky dreamed she was a child star in a silent film, starring opposite Charlie Chaplin in a heart-wrenching comedy-drama; but instead of hiding her from the authorities so they couldn't take her to the orphanage: he sold her for $2000.