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Ok we obviously have some writers of talent here and I thought we could perhaps give an interactive story a try.
I have made a feeble effort at a start and I expect that you lot can make a story of this. Only one rule I can think of and that is a 200 word maximum per post. (ok so if it leaks a little it should be fine.)

I'll make the start.. feel free to join in.....

anyway here goes...promise not to laugh...">
lets just have some fun.



The doe fell with a thud. He excitedly set his heel to his mount and led the small party to see his prize. It was his first official hunt and he was swelled with pride that he had even made a kill. The rest of the party caught up to him as he approached his fallen prey.

The hunt was the marking of manhood. Many boys came and failed in their first efforts but Ercos had succeeded first try.

He slipped down off his horse and felt a clap on his shoulder. He turned to see Lord Tana smiling down at him. “well now I suppose since you are a man we will have to decide how best to use your obvious skill with a bow.” “Guardsmen or huntsmen?”

“Well I” was all he stuttered out blushing when Lord Tana interrupted him with a grin and a wink.

His father was commander of the Guardsmen and Ercos had always felt he had wanted him to follow his path, though his heart was for the hunt. To his right his father slid down from his horse to congratulate his son.

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Crusie, honest, I wasn't going to do this. (It was the first thing that popped into my head after reading your start.)
But, if no-one else wants to play.


To his right his father stepped down from his horse to congratulate his son...slipped in a half hidden pool of doe's blood and, already off-balance, crashed backwards to the ground, striking his head on a large rock. He died instantly.

"Oooohhhh." moaned the guardsmen, "It's right bad luck for some'un to die on your first hunt."

"Oooohhhh." moaned the huntsmen, "Specially if it's your da."

"Tell me my boy," asked Lord Tana, "Have you ever considered a career as a Wicked Wizard? Can you do the Evil-Eye? Have you ever cursed anyone to death before?"

"But I haven't...I mean, I didn't...I mean, I..."

"How about a Pariah? Do you fancy being shunned and avoided by your fellow man for the rest of your life? This land is in bad need of a good one my boy, and I imagine a Father-Killer would make a top-notch Pariah."

"But I haven't...I mean, I didn't...I mean, I..."

"Oh well, there's no rush to make a decision. We've a feast and a funeral to attend." and turning to the rest of the party he ordered, "Someone bring the boy the ears and tail."

A few moments later, a huntsman extended his bloody offering. "I've got the ears m'lord...but I don't think the lad's da had a tail."

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DN pissing myself laughing...

great move... at least someone added... perhaps i will have to rethink.... good one...

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ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! lmfao!

"What were you thinking, you quivering lump of stupidity?! I meant the ears and tail of the doe! Oh well, if we cannot have a pair of ears and a tail, we we will have to settle for another pair of ears. cut yours off now!"
"Mine, my lord?"
"Yes yours! Chop chop!"
And so, with two bloody flashes of a dagger, a second pair of ears lay on the ground.
"Right," said Lord Tana, presenting the ears to the poor orphan who took them gingerly, "Let us ride on!"
"And what about me, sir?" the huntsman asked.
"What do you mean 'what about me', man?" Lord Tana snapped impatiently.
"Er...I think I'm bleeding to death, sir."
Lord Tana blinked. The huntsman pointed out the absence of his ears.
"Oh. Er...right. I see what u mean."
"Thank the gods, sir!"
"Well don't just stand there, man! Put a hat on!"
"A hat? whatever for, sir?"
"Well we can't have you riding about like this! You look like you've just been half-murdered in a mosh pit at some idiotic...thing...what do the youngsters call them?"
"Concerts, sir?" supplied the huntsman.
"Yes, that's it. Oh for god's sake man! GET A HAT!"
The huntsman ran to obey.

At this time every morning, the human brain just can't function...

The circumference of a circle is for ignoring, not calculating!

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DN:

Now, Crusie, beware of the Leprous Leprechaun!

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this is priceless

(and to think I was going to put in a nice subtle love-making scene...) Now even *I* can't think of something naughty when ears are being chopped off!! I doff my hat to the witty gents on this board.... please continue!