The Create A Short Story Comment Game

Let the create a short story game begin!

Do you need instructions? I didn't think so. But, just in case someone else does here they are:

You read the story as it unfolds in the comment section and add the next one, two or three lines. No, you may not write four that would be greedy. 

And so the story begins....

Once upon a time there was a man with no name who fell in love with a mermaid with no past. Her beautiful spirit, her salt water scent, and the way she bashfully turned her head, all of this enchanted him. And on a brilliant July afternoon, on the shores of Thistleberry Bay, he declared his love. "I am a man with no name," he began, "and you are a mermaid with no past, but together we can....

Let the create a short story game begin!

Do you need instructions? I didn't think so. But, just in case someone else does here they are:

You read the story as it unfolds in the comment section and add the next one, two or three lines. No, you may not write four that would be greedy. 

And so the story begins....

Once upon a time there was a man with no name who fell in love with a mermaid with no past. Her beautiful spirit, her salt water scent, and the way she bashfully turned her head, all of this enchanted him. And on a brilliant July afternoon, on the shores of Thistleberry Bay, he declared his love. "I am a man with no name," he began, "and you are a mermaid with no past, but together we can....

Let the create a short story game begin!

Do you need instructions? I didn't think so. But, just in case someone else does here they are:

You read the story as it unfolds in the comment section and add the next one, two or three lines. No, you may not write four that would be greedy. 

And so the story begins....

Once upon a time there was a man with no name who fell in love with a mermaid with no past. Her beautiful spirit, her salt water scent, and the way she bashfully turned her head, all of this enchanted him. And on a brilliant July afternoon, on the shores of Thistleberry Bay, he declared his love. "I am a man with no name," he began, "and you are a mermaid with no past, but together we can....

Let the create a short story game begin!

Do you need instructions? I didn't think so. But, just in case someone else does here they are:

You read the story as it unfolds in the comment section and add the next one, two or three lines. No, you may not write four that would be greedy. 

And so the story begins....

Once upon a time there was a man with no name who fell in love with a mermaid with no past. Her beautiful spirit, her salt water scent, and the way she bashfully turned her head, all of this enchanted him. And on a brilliant July afternoon, on the shores of Thistleberry Bay, he declared his love. "I am a man with no name," he began, "and you are a mermaid with no past, but together we can....

Comments

[kenju]

forge the way to a fabulous future together, if only you will......

[Marisa]

promise not call our children either Neptune or Ariel or.........

[Jennie]

create a story for your past, because when you do, the spell will be broken and you will have legs and we can live together! So she began weaving a story, creating her past which began.....

[MissMeliss]

...with a dream as all the best tales do. "My mother was a pirate queen," she began, "And my father was a sea god. They met when she tried to..."

[Cristin]

build a ship that would sail to the bottom of the ocean.

[Mamacita]

It worked, but all the sailors drowned, for she had forgotten to. . .

[Jo-less]

...put the lid on. For thousands of years she drifted...

[Hannah]

in an opium-induced haze, because her guilt-ridden soul couldn't get over how her father had...

[kenju]

given her no history, no past on which to draw from experience. So she finally gave up the guilt, because she couldn't remember what caused it, and she......

[rosemary]

basked on the rocks and combed her hair with a ragged shell. When she put the shell to her ear she heard a whisper and she swam in the direction of the sound to find.......

[Used*to*be*me]

That evil merwench Wendy who said...