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Rules are pretty simple. You have to keep the story going. You must make at least one complete sentence (you can do more than one). I'll start.


Once upon a time, there was a boy named Rob.

He was a quiet fellow, never known for being disruptive or attracting attention to himself.

rob grew up in an old, semi-abandoned village, miles away from any large city.

His only childhood companions were his dog Spike and an odd, black-haired, blue-eyed girl Aramantha.

Ara, as her friends called her, was blessed to be from two worlds. Her mom was German and her father, from Zimbabwe.

One day, while the two of them sat on her mother's front stoop drinking lemonade, Bob said, "You know, I've always wondered what it would be like to be a teacher; how about you?"

Ara paused in thought.

"Done"

I will probably be an ambassador like my father, or maybe take my astronomy somewhere. Keck in Hawaii would make a great office.

She fell blissfully into a daydream as she gazed of into the afternoon sky. Bob looked contently from her to a small group of children playing street ball half a block down.

Bob in that instant realized that he would never truly feel complete with Ara. His dreams and hers were diverging, the friend he once knew was slipping away.

Bob set his glass down and stood, saying "I just remembered something I have to do ... would you thank your mom for the lemonade?"

Ara agreed to pass on Bob's message to her mother; Bob then left for Las Vegas.
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Bob stopped outside of Barstow near a family-run diner just off the interstate to let Spike have a run in a nearby field, when a woman asked him, "Going to Vegas?"

Bob answered affirmatively.

"Yes, I am," Bob said. "I'm going to live out my lifelong dream of being a blackjack dealer."

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The woman paused a while, chewing the tough meat she had ordered from the diner in quiet contemplation. She looked up at Bob, then spoke slowly through the mouthful.

"I could take you to Vegas if you'd like." she began, still chewing. "I'm heading there to blow my life-savings in the slot machines, because I've achieved everything I ever wanted to in my life. Want to ride along with me?"

(when did it change from Rob to Bob? Oh well...)

Bob eyed the curious woman questioningly for a moment. "Sure," he replied slowly.

The woman stopped chewing and an impish smile crept across her face. "Wonderful! Let's head out to my car." She put her arm around Rob and directed him to her ancient looking automobile. What he couldn't see however, was the devilishly sharp looking knife she carried behind her back in her other hand.

The woman thrust the knife at Bob but it glanced off his shiny metal ass. Bob was surprised but not afraid - he was called Rob by his friends because he was a Rob-ot. Bob the Robot. He grabbed the knife and the woman fled.