Hm?haha.. I guess I don't understand. I thought that it was like a snowball effect.. if one keeps doing the first line over the second line doesn't happen. hah, i think you'll have to further illustrate what you mean
unless you mean that the second person is supposed to finish an entire poem from the first line? .. That is fuN!And better than what I thought the game was ^^
How dare you Is what I'd ask if we were playing truth or dare spin the bottle seven minutes in closet heaven how dare you not kiss me when you could not hug me when you want how dare I demand this desire-- a devil upon us both is what I'd say of this query how dare I how dare I, how daring is this air we breath daily.
-- wow--- love this game -- genius Nessa! this is what you meant!? YAH>?
A new sunflower was discovered
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Glassy's poem is wonderful. Ok... I really do love this game So I'll play:
"The phone just won't stop ringing," I wish was what I could say
"Let's unplug it for now and finish the rest our way -- Without the incessant comments of who and what we don't know. What they want... What they want is nothing we should have given, this is not easy saying no, But hang up and say no. Don't let it ring, unplug it and finish being you."
Let it ring, let the phone ring and don't move a muscle, let it go to the machine It answers for you and is the grace that saves us from becoming what we are not And forgetting who we are now.
eo.w. okay. that's a poem of no meaning. great game! i wrote a poem. ..
The New Line:
We called them skippers
Last Edit: Jul 17, 2018 21:17:40 GMT -6 by beesauce
Nessa Arandur: soooo, I'm considering another RPG soon. We may be silent, but we're still writing!
Oct 4, 2019 22:04:08 GMT -6
bilance: nope I still pop in from time to time
May 14, 2019 8:55:21 GMT -6
Tglassy: The small town of Ash, a haven for refugees from the fall of a great city of legend, Is now empty of the life that had briefly touched it when those refugees first appeared.
Mar 22, 2019 15:49:58 GMT -6
Tglassy: Wind blows through the abandoned doors, tumbleweeds roll across the deserted roads as vines begin their creep up the walls of what used to be a bustling town square.
Mar 22, 2019 15:48:35 GMT -6
Raveneye: Whoa. Forgot to check in recently.
Jan 29, 2019 9:10:58 GMT -6
beesauce: the ones that paralyze. i had an accident. Sprained neck, pinched nerve. Lost feeling in my legs. Nightmare's IRL
Dec 10, 2018 14:39:07 GMT -6
bilance: Nice to hear from you again bee. what kind of rabbit holes have you been jumping in
Dec 10, 2018 2:04:28 GMT -6
beesauce: dead alive bilance
Dec 10, 2018 0:06:35 GMT -6
bilance: hello anyone still here?
Dec 9, 2018 23:14:28 GMT -6
beesauce: Raveneye. I was banned permanently from Writersbeat.com. Online Literature is not a great site for communication, in the same way Writersbeat was dying and now upgraded, looks great. Now that I'm banned it can go back to being annoying w/same ol'toxins/sry
Nov 21, 2018 13:01:00 GMT -6