Post by starcrossed on Dec 19, 2006 17:02:59 GMT -5
I wanted to stretch my writing skills a bit during this busy season. So I decided to start a little NYE story. Yet, I love they creativity of others and wanted to open this up beyond myself....to all of you. [img src="![]()
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The idea of this thread is to allow everyone to build off this story.
I'll start the story ....and as the posts are made keep the flow of the story going which ever way you want.
Really, it doesn't matter were you want to take the story, just use your imagination and have some fun!!!
You can change things....Add characters....Make the story change into an all LH theme....Do whatever you want!
Best of all, you can write a single word or an epic story. The choice is all yours.
Write on LH fans...............................
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Megan Jones ran through her small and dimly lit apartment on a mission. Her long raven black hair cascading around her face like a restless ocean of black.
"Damn were did I put those car keys?"
Papers flew onto the floor, as she desperately rummaged through a pile of overdue bills and work that she had brought home from her pain in the ass job at the Benson and Jones Law Firm. She liked her job as a paralegal, but the work never ended. Lately, she spent more time bringing work home and less time going out and having a life.
Life? She only remembered what having a life was like. The memory was fading fast....
She had less than an hour to get to battle through traffic and get to the Sheraton Towers and Hotel Chicago. Marty Casey and Lovehammers were going to be performing that night. She would be damned if she were going to miss them tonight on New Year's Eve of all nights. She loved LH!
She was fortunate that the drive wasn't far from her apartment. The drive would take her 45 minutes alone on a regular day to get through traffic. This being a event night for the better part of the parting population she knew traffic would be a real bitch tonight. She just didn't want to miss a moment of Lovehammer bliss. She thought she deserved it, things hadn't been going so great for her lately.
"A few traffic tickets would be worth it" ,she thought to herself contently as she thought of LH rocking hard on stage.
Reality came crashing down, literally as a book that had been balancing precariously at the edge of the desk dropped point edge down into her bare foot.
"Damn it!Ouch! Were are those damn car keys???!!".
She was usually as well organized as a library, but tonight was another matter.
She hated Ted Aston for choosing today to break up with her.
They had only been dating for a few months, but had taken to living with each other after only a few weeks.He was handsome and smart. They shared a few common interests and work ethics.
Everything was apparently going well. Although, she hadn't remembered when Ted had asked her to move in or if she had asked him to move in at all. Just one day he started to bring his things over slowly to her apartment.
Being a lady, or more of a doormat, she never made a peep about the matter.
Ted complained constantly that she spent entirely too much time on-line and doing work for the Lovehammers street team. In the end he told her that she was acting like "a love struck child in love with an image that she could never be a part of" and that it was her "obsession or him".
That was simple. The door hit him squarely in the ass as she throw a box of his stuff over his head into the hall, along with everything else she had thrown out just before his exit.
Jerks!!She had always dated jerks!!Good riddance to Ted.
Hoping ungracefully, she cursed as she wobbled precariously on one black velvet stiletto and tried to put on the other.
"Why did I buy these things?"
She knew that she was clueless in walking in heels, but the salesman at the store had insisted that they made her look hot as hell. She didn't know if that was true, but it sounded great and she charged them onto her credit card.
Spotting something shiny near the foot of her bed, she found her keys.
She grabbed her purse and coat as she ran out the door........
The idea of this thread is to allow everyone to build off this story.
I'll start the story ....and as the posts are made keep the flow of the story going which ever way you want.
Really, it doesn't matter were you want to take the story, just use your imagination and have some fun!!!
You can change things....Add characters....Make the story change into an all LH theme....Do whatever you want!
Best of all, you can write a single word or an epic story. The choice is all yours.
Write on LH fans...............................
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A LOVEHAMMER HOLIDAY
Megan Jones ran through her small and dimly lit apartment on a mission. Her long raven black hair cascading around her face like a restless ocean of black.
"Damn were did I put those car keys?"
Papers flew onto the floor, as she desperately rummaged through a pile of overdue bills and work that she had brought home from her pain in the ass job at the Benson and Jones Law Firm. She liked her job as a paralegal, but the work never ended. Lately, she spent more time bringing work home and less time going out and having a life.
Life? She only remembered what having a life was like. The memory was fading fast....
She had less than an hour to get to battle through traffic and get to the Sheraton Towers and Hotel Chicago. Marty Casey and Lovehammers were going to be performing that night. She would be damned if she were going to miss them tonight on New Year's Eve of all nights. She loved LH!
She was fortunate that the drive wasn't far from her apartment. The drive would take her 45 minutes alone on a regular day to get through traffic. This being a event night for the better part of the parting population she knew traffic would be a real bitch tonight. She just didn't want to miss a moment of Lovehammer bliss. She thought she deserved it, things hadn't been going so great for her lately.
"A few traffic tickets would be worth it" ,she thought to herself contently as she thought of LH rocking hard on stage.
Reality came crashing down, literally as a book that had been balancing precariously at the edge of the desk dropped point edge down into her bare foot.
"Damn it!Ouch! Were are those damn car keys???!!".
She was usually as well organized as a library, but tonight was another matter.
She hated Ted Aston for choosing today to break up with her.
They had only been dating for a few months, but had taken to living with each other after only a few weeks.He was handsome and smart. They shared a few common interests and work ethics.
Everything was apparently going well. Although, she hadn't remembered when Ted had asked her to move in or if she had asked him to move in at all. Just one day he started to bring his things over slowly to her apartment.
Being a lady, or more of a doormat, she never made a peep about the matter.
Ted complained constantly that she spent entirely too much time on-line and doing work for the Lovehammers street team. In the end he told her that she was acting like "a love struck child in love with an image that she could never be a part of" and that it was her "obsession or him".
That was simple. The door hit him squarely in the ass as she throw a box of his stuff over his head into the hall, along with everything else she had thrown out just before his exit.
Jerks!!She had always dated jerks!!Good riddance to Ted.
Hoping ungracefully, she cursed as she wobbled precariously on one black velvet stiletto and tried to put on the other.
"Why did I buy these things?"
She knew that she was clueless in walking in heels, but the salesman at the store had insisted that they made her look hot as hell. She didn't know if that was true, but it sounded great and she charged them onto her credit card.
Spotting something shiny near the foot of her bed, she found her keys.
She grabbed her purse and coat as she ran out the door........
Any ideas out there yet?
