Ariel.of.Narnia: *suddenly thinks mad-libs would be fun...*
Ariel.of.Narnia: What do you think?
Sir-Edward: *comes back and munches*
Sir-William: Wow, my computer finally works!
Sir-William: After 46 minutes of restarting!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hi, Will! Glad to see that your computer's alive after all.
Sir-Edward: What ARE mad libs?
Ariel.of.Narnia: 46 minutes?!
Sir-William: Yeah, it said something about repairing the disk...
Sir-William: Anyway
Sir-William: I heard you say mad-libs, and I'm for it, but Ed just wants to write something
Sir-Edward: lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: @Ed: Basically, there's a short story (like, way short, not my-length short) with various blanks sprinkled throughout. You don't know the story, you just have a list of what things are needed in the blanks (such as "girl's name" or "adjective" or "action verb"
Ariel.of.Narnia: Then the blanks get filled in with your answers and then you read the story. Results are usually pretty wild.
Sir-William: Yup, those are fun.
Sir-Edward: Indeed.
Sir-William: Do you have a story set up for mad-libs?
Ariel.of.Narnia: No, but we could either find some on the internet or make up our own for the other two to fill in the blanks?
Sir-William: *looks*
Ariel.of.Narnia: I found a site with some
Sir-Edward: We could always do writing prompt and then mad-lib one of the stories.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Ooh, there's an idea!
Sir-Edward: win-win
Ariel.of.Narnia: *grins* quite!
Sir-William: I want to start with mad-libs :0
Sir-William: *whines*
Ariel.of.Narnia:
Sir-Edward:
Sir-William: Mad-libs for president!
Sir-William: Yes!
Ariel.of.Narnia: *snork*
Ariel.of.Narnia: Can you imagine what shape the country would be in?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Anyway
Sir-William: LOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: I'm ruling in favour of Ed's idea.
Sir-William: *sigh* Ok
Ariel.of.Narnia: Each of us will write a story, randomly riddle it with blanks, and get the other two to fill them in, and then we share!
Sir-William: We could write about a painter?
Sir-Edward: win > lose
Sir-William: Awesome!
Ariel.of.Narnia: @Ed: ?
Sir-Edward: A painter?
Sir-William: So our stories will become mad-libs!
Sir-Edward: Hmmmm..
Sir-Edward: Nope
Sir-William: Not the painter idea, huh?
Sir-Edward: Not interesting enough.
Ariel.of.Narnia: *snerks*
Sir-William: Well if it's going to end up as mad-libs, I think I'll make it funny.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Mad-libs are always funny
Sir-William: So we'll just all choose something random
Sir-William: Sound good?
Ariel.of.Narnia: I'm thinking so, yeah
Sir-William: Ok, I've got mine. How about the two of you?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Because we'll end up filling in the blanks with the interesting stuff anyway.
Sir-William: lol, yeah
Ariel.of.Narnia: Sound good, Ed?
Sir-Edward: Ok, Ariel think of something random!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Right now?
Sir-Edward: Sure!
Sir-William: Ok, so I guess Ed wants us to choose something for him
Ariel.of.Narnia: Uh... lampshade?
Sir-Edward: It's not called a prompt for nothing you know.
Sir-William: Klingon mothership?
Sir-Edward: Think of an event
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oh, you want a prompt!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Carnival?
Sir-William: Circus?
Sir-Edward: Not that type of event!
Ariel.of.Narnia: @Will: lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oh
Ariel.of.Narnia: Like "running from bank robbers" event?
Sir-William: Lol
Sir-Edward: Well hopefully not that, but yes.
Sir-William: Hmm..
Sir-William: How about a mouse running from a cat?
Sir-William: Or a band of chipmunk warriors?
Sir-Edward: Too specific, all our stories would be the same.
Sir-William: What?????
Sir-Edward: Also those and people not events
Sir-William: That would take away the mad-libs fun????!!!
Sir-Edward: ?
Sir-William: All of our stories must be different
Ariel.of.Narnia: If we all have the same idea, the inserted words might actually... make sense.
Ariel.of.Narnia: But if I write about a wild hot air balloon ride and you write a spoof story based on LotR, who knows what we'll get in the end!
Ariel.of.Narnia: And that's rather the point, heh-heh
Sir-William: How about Ninjas, Ed?
Sir-Edward: Not an event.
Sir-William: smiley-razz
Ariel.of.Narnia: Have some mercy on your brother, Will.
Sir-Edward: If I could just come up with perfect ides out of the blue I would have already written something for tonight.
Sir-William: It's just a short story for mad-libs, it doesn't have to be Mozart!
Sir-Edward: That's why it's called a "Prompt"
Sir-William: Well, I said Ninjas. Write.
Sir-Edward: Also Mozart didn't write
Sir-William: Prompt away!
Ariel.of.Narnia: He wrote music.
Sir-Edward: Ninjas isn't a event
Sir-William: Mozart did write. He wrote music!
Sir-William: Lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: Heehee
Sir-Edward: True, but I can't read music so what’s the difference?
Sir-William: Write about A Ninja trying to be cool and be funny instead! There.
Sir-William: An event. Prompt!!!
Sir-Edward: What does that even mean?
Sir-William: Ready!
Sir-William: Set!
Sir-William: Go!
Sir-Edward: stop!
Sir-William: Go!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Or about Mozart being a vigilante ninja in Africa?
Sir-Edward: Stop!
Sir-William: LOL, there you go!
Sir-Edward: *headdesks*
Sir-William: Write about that Sir Prompto
Sir-William: Ready!
Sir-William: Set!
Sir-William: GO!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hold on, Will
Sir-Edward: Grrrrrr.... -_-
Sir-William: *headdesks*
Ariel.of.Narnia: Sorry, Ed, what exactly are you looking for?
Sir-William: He's looking for perfection
Sir-Edward: An event, a simple event.
Sir-William: Oh really?
Sir-William: Simple, you say
Sir-Edward: Indeed
Ariel.of.Narnia: Like a birthday party? Or having the guys over for video games? Or... underwater gardening?
Sir-William: Underwater gardening!!
Sir-Edward: I LOVE IT!!
Sir-William: A prompt to prompt all others!
Sir-Edward: ?
Sir-William: What?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oh brother.
Sir-William: The shift button is annoying
Sir-William: I'm guessing
Sir-Edward: lol
Sir-William: Anyway
Sir-William: Read!
Sir-Edward: 3
Sir-Edward: 2
Sir-Edward: 1
Sir-William: Set!
Sir-William: Go!
Sir-Edward: Ok *starts reading*
Ariel.of.Narnia: How are your stories coming?
Sir-Edward: Niiiice
Sir-William: I'm almost done
Ariel.of.Narnia: Same.
Sir-William: I'm done, but should I share this story as it should be first, or with mad-libs first?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, mine's done.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Mad-libs!
Ariel.of.Narnia: How's yours, Ed?
Sir-William: Ok, then give me a moment to choose where I want the mad-libs to be
Sir-Edward: Quite nice, though short
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay
Ariel.of.Narnia: I'm just making a list of what all I'll need from you guys.
Sir-Edward: It's not very funny to mad lib something if you don't know what it was like in the first place.
Sir-William: I kind of agree
Sir-William: It's more funny when you know what it was like, and then see how it changed
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hmm, I've never seen one like that. Mine was made to be filled in (nothing's replaced), but go ahead and show us what you've got!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Which of you wants to go first?
Sir-William: Well, Ed?
Sir-William: You or me?
Sir-Edward: Dunno
Sir-William: Ok me
Sir-Edward: Pick
Sir-Edward: lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, Will
Sir-William shares ~
Sir-William: A windmill stood many feet above the grassy fields below, it's large, metal blades cutting through the cool morning air with a silent thrum. A top of the post that held the three-bladed propeller stood a man balanced on one foot. A weird clamping contraption held a large canvas to the top of the windmill. The artist would periodically make passes at the canvas, adding more color and detail with each stroke of with his long-handled brush. All at once there was an earsplitting sound of wrenching metal, and the windmill lifted clear of the ground! The artist was unfazed by this turn of events, however, and kept his balance neatly.
The propeller drove the windmill higher and higher into the sky until it became lost in the clouds. Droplets of water began to condense on the artist's canvas, but the artist was quick to never let the droplets build up for very long. Soon the windmill was clear of the clouds and soaring up into the stratosphere. The bright light of the sun helped dry the artist's painting quickly. With a whoop he applied the last brush stroke and pulled the canvas off of the easel. Then with a final look at his beloved windmill, he leaped off into the clear, blue sky, the canvas held high above his head. In flash of spectacular color, the strained canvas expanded out into a beautiful balloon, and the artist floated gracefully all the way home.
elanorelle: (*wanders in if only for a little while*)
Ariel.of.Narnia: Nice, Will!
Sir-Edward: Hey!
Ariel.of.Narnia: @Elanor: welcome!
Sir-William: Ok, you share now, Ed, and then we can share with mad-libs
Ariel.of.Narnia: We're doing mad-libs at the moment 'cause we didn't have anything to share
Sir-William: @Hi, Elanorelle.
elanorelle: Hey everyone! Oh, okie dokie. I've been busy all today, so nothing from me.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, Ed, when you're ready
Sir-Edward: NOOOO!!
Sir-William: If you're not ready, Ed, I'll post my mad-lib options
Sir-William: Or you can, Ariel
Sir-Edward: I'm ready
Sir-William: Ok, share away, Ed
Sir-Edward: It's really short, I spent most of the time getting the wording nice.
Sir-Edward shares ~
Sir-Edward: Swish! Chop! Another delicate, shriveled, aquatic sea rose was severed at the base to float waywardly towards the shimmering sun rays piercing through the beautiful blue canopy of the ocean surface far above. Chris had been working for the last two hours cleaving various dead and shriveled plant-life from around his vast undersea garden and it was beginning to puzzle him. not that it was unheard of for plants dying once in a while, however this was on a scale that he had not seen before, more troubling were the teeth marks left in most of the dead plant life around the garden. Chris was beginning to think there might be a creature of some sort eating away at his precious garden and whatever it was, he resolved to find it and stop it if he could.
Ariel.of.Narnia: smiley-lol
Sir-William: smiley-lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: (Note to self: Ed likes prompts like underwater gardening)
Sir-William: Haha
elanorelle: Interesting. ^.^
Sir-Edward: Thanks
Ariel.of.Narnia: So, Will, what blanks will we be filling in?
Sir-William: A noun first
Sir-William: You and Ed can choose one in taking turns
Ariel.of.Narnia: Bottle!
Sir-William: Done
Ariel.of.Narnia: (Don't forget Elanor!)
Sir-William: Now another noun
Sir-William: Good point!
Sir-William: You can choose stuff too, Elanor!
Sir-William: Ed?
Sir-William: Elanor?
Sir-William: Anybody?
Sir-William: Noun
Ariel.of.Narnia: lol
Sir-William: *goes to get Ed's attention in the physical world*
Ariel.of.Narnia: *snickers*
elanorelle: Umm, chocolate?
Sir-William: Excellent!!
Sir-William: A number
Sir-Edward: 56
Sir-William: A noun
Sir-William: Or adjective, I guess...
Sir-William: Maybe
Sir-William: smiley-razz
Ariel.of.Narnia: Which one?!
Sir-William: Either one
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, yarn
Sir-Edward: Filling
Sir-Edward: lol
Sir-Edward: No
Sir-William: Noun
Sir-Edward: Verb
Sir-Edward: I say verb!
elanorelle: Noun?
Sir-William: Verb for Ed, noun for me
Sir-William: Rowing, Ed
Sir-Edward: Abraham Lincoln
Sir-William: LOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: *grins*
Sir-William: “ing” form of verb
elanorelle: Shushing
Sir-William: Ok, lol
Sir-Edward: That's a word?
Ariel.of.Narnia: This'll be interesting. And yeah, it's a word.
Sir-William: Past tense verb
Ariel.of.Narnia: Defenestrated!
Sir-William: Anybody have a past tense verb
Sir-Edward: LOL
Sir-William: No I mean like leaped
Ariel.of.Narnia: Dove?
Sir-William: Sorry that's too accurate
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oh
Sir-Edward: ARG!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Slid?
Sir-Edward: Fled?
Sir-William: Not quite, sorry
Sir-William: Something different
Ariel.of.Narnia: Guzzled
Ariel.of.Narnia: Skated
Sir-Edward: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?!
Sir-William: HAHAHA
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hahahaha
Sir-William: Guzzled
Sir-William: I like
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay
Sir-William: I need a color
elanorelle: Turquoise
Sir-William: Done, thanks.
Sir-William: And the last word is a noun
Sir-William: smiley-lol
Sir-Edward: Tank
Sir-William: Sorry, not funny enough
Ariel.of.Narnia: Tank-top
Sir-William: Nope
Sir-Edward: Theater
Sir-Edward: Moped
Ariel.of.Narnia: *bonks chat*
Sir-William: Moped, go
Sir-William: Done
Sir-William: On to the next person!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Wolverine's shirt
Ariel.of.Narnia: ... wow. That took a while to show up
Ariel.of.Narnia: Ed's turn!
Ariel.of.Narnia: What do you need?
Sir-Edward: First Will, post yours!
Sir-William: Do you want me to post mine, or choose your words first?
Sir-William: Ok, I'll share then
Sir-William re-shares ~
Sir-William: A bottle stood many feet above the grassy fields below, it's large, metal chocolates cutting through the cool morning air with a silent thrum. Atop of the post that held the 56-bladed propeller stood a man balanced on one foot. A weird clamping contraption held a large canvas to the top of the windmill.
The artist would periodically make passes at the canvas, adding more yarn and detail with each stroke of with his long-handled brush. All at once there was an earsplitting sound of wrenching metal, and the windmill lifted clear of the ground! The artist was unfazed by this turn of events, however, and kept his balance neatly. The propeller drove the windmill higher and higher into the sky until it became lost in the Abraham Lincolns.
Droplets of water began to condense on the artist's canvas, but the artist was quick to never let the droplets build up for very long. Soon the windmill was clear of the clouds and shushing up into the stratosphere. The bright light of the sun helped dry the artist's painting quickly. With a whoop he applied the last brush stroke and pulled the canvas off of the easel. Then with a final look at his beloved windmill, he guzzled off into the clear, turquoise sky, the canvas held high above his head. In flash of spectacular color, the strained canvas expanded out into a beautiful moped, and the artist floated gracefully all the way home.
Sir-William: The end.
elanorelle: Hahaha
Sir-William: LOL
Sir-Edward: LOLOLOLOLOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: That's skill. Turning a canvas into a moped.
Sir-William: HAHAHA
Sir-William: Yeah
Sir-Edward: *dies*
Sir-William: Ok, somebody else go
Ariel.of.Narnia: Ed
Sir-Edward: Ok
Sir-William: Give me nouns, verbs, and adjectives
Sir-William: Maybe you should go, Ariel.
Sir-Edward: Past adjective
Sir-Edward: HEY!
Sir-William: Oh, good
Sir-William: Past Adjective!?!?!?
elanorelle: *wanders out for dinner but will be back ASAP*
Ariel.of.Narnia: Past adjective? Like... aged?
Sir-William: Bye!
Sir-Edward: Yes
Sir-William: Haha
Sir-Edward: *waves*
Sir-William: Sorry, Ed, that just sounds funny
Sir-Edward: JUST....ARG!
Sir-William: Does aged work?
Sir-William: Or do we need something else?
Sir-Edward: Just type
Ariel.of.Narnia: Yellowed?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Antiquated?
Sir-Edward: I like that one
Ariel.of.Narnia: Passed-by?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay.
Sir-William: Good, next please?
Sir-Edward: Another one
Sir-William: My master grows impatient! He wants the shire rats now!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Um...
Ariel.of.Narnia: Drowned?
Sir-Edward: Past Adjective
Sir-William: Eaten?
Sir-Edward: Nice
Sir-Edward: Noun
Sir-William: Dog
Ariel.of.Narnia: Lemonade
Sir-Edward: Nice
Sir-William: Oh lemonade is better!
Sir-William: Either that or a dog eating a lemonade
Sir-Edward: Adjective
Ariel.of.Narnia: Bloated
Sir-William: Quirky
Ariel.of.Narnia: Water-logged
Sir-Edward: 0.o
Sir-Edward: Nice
Sir-William: Pathetic
Ariel.of.Narnia:
Ariel.of.Narnia: Willful
Sir-Edward: Noun
Ariel.of.Narnia: Posterboard
Sir-Edward: Color
Sir-William: Jet black
Ariel.of.Narnia: *lets Will take this one*
Sir-William: lol
Sir-Edward: Just black will do ya know
Sir-Edward: Noun
Sir-William: Wii remote
Ariel.of.Narnia: Nice!
Sir-William: smiley-lol
Sir-Edward: Name
Ariel.of.Narnia: Alfred
Sir-William: Winchester
Sir-William: A dog on the ceiling
Sir-Edward: Verb
Ariel.of.Narnia: Practice
Ariel.of.Narnia: Construct
Sir-William: Shirking
Sir-William: If that's how you spell
Ariel.of.Narnia: Attacking
Sir-William: Quacking
Ariel.of.Narnia: Painting
Ariel.of.Narnia: Typing
Sir-William: Gnawing
Ariel.of.Narnia: Texting
Ariel.of.Narnia: Combing
Sir-William: Knotting
Ariel.of.Narnia: Guzzling
Sir-William: Wanting
Sir-William: LOL
Sir-Edward: GOOD GOOD!!
Sir-William: Haha
Sir-Edward: Noun
Ariel.of.Narnia: Guinea
Ariel.of.Narnia: Wrapping paper
Sir-William: lol
Sir-William: September
Sir-Edward: Oh sorry,
Sir-Edward: Many nouns
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oven mitts
Ariel.of.Narnia: Paintbrushes
Sir-Edward: Location
Sir-William: Rivendell
Sir-William: The river to nowhere
Sir-William: Codfish bay
Sir-Edward: Plural nouns
Sir-William: Help me out here, Ariel?
Sir-William: Bowls
Ariel.of.Narnia: ... buttertarts
Sir-William: Ramps
Ariel.of.Narnia: Breath mints
Ariel.of.Narnia: Sprinkles!
Sir-William: Yes, sprinklers!
Sir-William: lol
Sir-Edward: Mooooore!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Oh, uh... horses
Sir-William: Whoops, you said sprinkles, hehe
Ariel.of.Narnia: Houses
Ariel.of.Narnia: Yes, I did
Ariel.of.Narnia: Flavours
Ariel.of.Narnia: Vases
Ariel.of.Narnia: Binders
Ariel.of.Narnia: Pages
Ariel.of.Narnia: Books
Sir-William: Umm...
Ariel.of.Narnia: Volumes
Sir-William: Speakers
Ariel.of.Narnia: Buttons
Sir-Edward: Noun
Sir-William: Lampshades
Ariel.of.Narnia: Painter
Sir-William: Power
Sir-William: Abstract nouns for the win!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Watering can
Sir-William: Tomato
Sir-William: Oops
Ariel.of.Narnia: Surfboard
Sir-William: LOL
Sir-William: Surfborax
Sir-William: Surfboxes
Ariel.of.Narnia: Aerosol can
Ariel.of.Narnia: Snow cone
Sir-William: Candy
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hand cream
Ariel.of.Narnia: Shampoo
Ariel.of.Narnia: Cough medicine
Ariel.of.Narnia: Barbeque
Sir-Edward: Location!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Jerusalem
Ariel.of.Narnia: Moscow
Ariel.of.Narnia: The middle of nowhere
Sir-William: Wallet
Sir-William: LOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: The Bermuda Triangle
Sir-William: Blast me to Bermuda!!!
Sir-Edward: Animal
Sir-William: Pig
Sir-William: Swine
Sir-William: Pink animal that goes "oin"
Sir-William: +k
Sir-Edward: And Gloin?
Sir-William: Pork
Sir-William: Bacon
Ariel.of.Narnia: Clark's nutcracker
Sir-William: Sausage
Ariel.of.Narnia: lol!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Rat
Ariel.of.Narnia: Mammoth
Ariel.of.Narnia: Dragon
Sir-William: Yeah, that's right, the pig creature that makes a "Gloin" sound
Ariel.of.Narnia: June bug
Sir-William: Rope
Sir-Edward: Noun!
Sir-Edward: Plural
Sir-William: Button
Sir-William: Buttons
Sir-Edward: Last word
Sir-Edward: Make it a good one!
Sir-William: Talk
Ariel.of.Narnia: Owl City albums
Sir-William: Pleasure
Sir-William: Yes!
Sir-Edward: Done!!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Haha
Sir-William: *thinks of songs and grooves!*
Sir-William: Ok, Ed, show it to us. *holds breath*
Sir-Edward re-shares ~
Sir-Edward: Swish! Chop! Another antiquated, eaten, aquatic sea lemonade was severed at the base to float waywardly towards the pathetic poster board piercing through the beautiful jet black canopy of the ocean Wii remote far above. Winchester had been quacking for the last two hours cleaving various dead and shriveled oven mitts from around his vast undersea Rivendell, and it was beginning to puzzle him. Not that it was unheard of for breath mints texting once in a while, however, this was on a scale that he had not seen before, more troubling were the surfboard marks left in most of the dead aerosol cans around the middle of nowhere. Winchester was beginning to think there might be a mammoth of some sort eating away at his precious Owl City albums and whatever it was, he resolved to find it and stop it if he could.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Heehee
Ariel.of.Narnia: *busts out laughing*
Sir-William: HAHAHA
Sir-Edward: *dies*
elanorelle: *is back*
elanorelle: Hahahaha!
Sir-Edward: LOLOLOLOLOLOL-hello!
Ariel.of.Narnia: *imagines a mammoth eating Owl City CDs*
Sir-William: LOL
Sir-William: That was SO funny
Ariel.of.Narnia: That has to be the best mad-lib I've ever seen
Sir-William: And to think that it was just BEGINNING to puzzle him
Sir-William: Absolutely!
Sir-William: Texting breathmints, LOL!
Sir-Edward: LOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: Welcome back, Ela.
elanorelle: Those were some pretty funny mad-libs, I must say.
Sir-William: Well, give us your list of words, Ariel. @Elanor: Thanks!
elanorelle: Thanks, Ariel.
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, I need 4 nouns.
Elanorelle: Lemur
Sir-Edward: Bathtub
Sir-Edward: Parking lot
Sir-Edward: Scooter
Sir-Edward: Clay pot
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay
Sir-Edward: Summer home
Sir-Edward: Moon
Ariel.of.Narnia: two names
Sir-William: Punky0Muffin
Sir-Edward: Blah blah blah
Sir-Edward: WHAT?!
Sir-William: I like lemur
narniac101: Mr. Pomfyshomffle!
narniac101: Does that count as a name?
elanorelle: *waves to Nia*
Ariel.of.Narnia: Yes it does! (Also, hi, Nia!)
Sir-Edward: Hummy
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, 2 action verbs
Sir-William: Lol, Hi, Narniac!
narniac101: Hiya!
Sir-Edward: Tripping
Sir-Edward: Punching
narniac101: Bouncing
Sir-William: Biting
Sir-Edward: Falling
elanorelle: Galloping
Sir-William: Catching
Sir-William: Wishing
Sir-Edward: Throwing
narniac101: Snoring
Sir-Edward: Loudly
Sir-William: Roaring
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, 3 places
Sir-William: Loudly isn't a verb
elanorelle: London
Sir-Edward: It goes with snoring
Sir-William: Oh I see, you're mocking me
Ariel.of.Narnia: Heehee
Sir-Edward: lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: I need 2 more places
Sir-Edward: The pit of shame
narniac101: Atlantis
Sir-William: LOL
elanorelle: Central Park
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, 4 adjectives
Sir-William: That place
Sir-William: smiley-razz
Ariel.of.Narnia: lol
Sir-William: Groovy
Sir-William: Sharp
Sir-Edward: Heavy
Sir-William: Burnt
Sir-Edward: Far out
Sir-William: Weedy
elanorelle: Fuzzy
Sir-William: Wheezy
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, an important or famous person's name
Sir-William: Facebooky
Sir-Edward: Fuzzywuzzysocuteandwuzzy
Sir-William: Lol
Sir-Edward: George bush
elanorelle: Albert Einstein
Sir-Edward: Facebooky?
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, a mode of transportation
Sir-William: George Lucas
Sir-Edward: Catapult
Sir-William: Travelling
elanorelle: Carriage
narniac101: Teleporter!
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, a plural noun
Sir-William: Horse
Sir-Edward: Cold hot air balloon
Sir-William: Car
Sir-William: Large dog
Sir-William: A pony if you're a Dwarf or Hobbit
Sir-Edward: Puppies
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, 2 occupations
Sir-William: Sweeping
narniac101: Lawyer
Sir-Edward: Garbage man
Sir-Edward: Sweeping?
Sir-William: Chimney sweeper, I meant
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, and one more plural noun
Sir-Edward: Judge jury and executioner
Sir-William: Operator
narniac101: Cloaks!
Sir-Edward: Broken pottery
Sir-Edward: Harry Potter
Sir-Edward: +s?
Sir-Edward: LOL
Sir-William: Beware of invisibility
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, lemme fill in the blanks...
Sir-Edward: *head explodes*
narniac101: *bounces* These things are awesome!
Sir-William: So much fun!
Sir-William: smiley-lol
Sir-William: *is still laughing*
Ariel.of.Narnia: Hoo, boy. This is going to be so random.
Sir-Edward: Hehehe
Sir-William: Haha
Sir-William: *rubs hands together*
elanorelle: Can't wait.
Sir-Edward: Muhehehehe
narniac101: *skips around in a Gollum-ly fashion while she waits*
Sir-William: lol
Ariel.of.Narnia: Okay, here we go
Ariel.of.Narnia shares ~
Ariel.of.Narnia: Down, down, down, on the bottom of the sea, there lived a [lemur] named [Punky0Muffin]. S/he was friends with [Mr. Pomfyshomffle] and they had grand old adventures, such as the time they went [tripping] in [London]. Oh yes, lots of [groovy] stuff happened. For one, they met [George Lucas] who asked to [trip] with them. [Mr. Pomfyshomffle] fangirlboyed so much that it caught the attention of [sharp] [puppies], who chased them into [pit of shame]. [George Lucas], thankfully, knew the right people, who helped the three of them escape the [puppies] in a [catapult]. But partway through their escape, the [catapult] broke down and [snored] into a [bathtub]. Thankfully, [Punky0Muffin] was an expert [lawyer] and got them out of their predicament. They built a [parking lot], which they used to get them to [Atlantis]. There, none of the [cloaks] knew who [George Lucas] was and [George Lucas] liked that so much, he stayed to become a [garbage man]. As for how [Punky0Muffin] and [Mr. Pomfyschomffle] managed to get home, that’s another story for another time, but I will say that it involved a [heavy], [far-out] [scooter]!
Sir-William: LOL!
elanorelle: Hahahahahaha
Sir Edward: LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
Ariel.of.Narnia: The second half turned out the best, I think.
Ariel.of.Narnia: But I still think Ed's was funnier.
Sir-William: The [catapult] broke down and [snored] into a [bathtub] LOL
Ariel.of.Narnia: Yeah.
Sir-Edward: Mr. Pomfyshomffle
Sir-William: Haha, yeah, I can't stop laughing at that name
narniac101: smiley-razz
Ariel.of.Narnia: It was a nice homage to Uncle Andrew, Nia.
Sir-William: But it’s a good thing that you didn't mistake George Lucas as a mode of transportation
Sir-Edward: LOL
Chat: *noms the rest of the conversation*
Writer's Group closed ~
