Aight!! lets play a game shall we? i'm going to write the first few lines of a story and i want everyone to add to it, make it as outrageous as you can but keep with the story line!! i want to see if we can all play together!!!

standing on the ridge of a cliff, the red waves of the ocean crashing against the green sands of the shore, suddenly out of nowhere a large yellow almost golden saucer starshiop appears above me...

And Then?  :D

And then...

From underneith the ship, two double doors opened and a bright purple light shone out, bathing the water and sand in an erie glow. A figure soon eclipsed the bright light... I couldn't make out what it was but its silloette was rather...

Someone else's turn  :p

Pleasing.  As it drifted down towards me, a force lifted me into the air, drawing me toward it.  Soon my body reached the figure and

and I instantly forgot where I was going, who I was...my name even. I didn't know and I didn't care. The figure in front of me was entrancing and beautiful, with a blue hue skin color and...

cobalt eyes demanding my surrender of all I ever could be, my desire for anything but pleasure. I felt my body moving…drifting…

a cold darkness. Fear overcame me as all my senses betrayed me, shutting off one by one, until suddenly my sight returned revealing. . .

a lab room of sorts filled with a blinding light that seemed only to paralyze my every thought, my every motion, my everything. I thought I saw a shadow move at the very edge of my perception, though I could do nothing but lie on this cold, steel table. Suddenly...

the figure that lured me here apered with a very strang tool i am not sure what is was.  i just hope that somone comes to help me soon.  i am so afrade.  then a very intreguing almost firmilar looking alien apered and told the creature that he was wanted by the ruler of the ship.  and the firmiliar alien becan to free me then i realized he was......

ok some one elses turn

the double glazing sales man I told “take a hike” to the other day, suddenly, a sharp, erect, piercing sound started to penetrate my ear when I...

inadvertantly stepped on a triggered tile.  I fell to the ground and began puking in convulsions.  The alien in front of me just stared, not moving.  Eventually the sound went away, but I don't know how long it took.  I am in the dark now.  Surrounded by walls.  It's like a jail, only I don't know what I have done to deserve this.  Every night I

recieve a bowl of green mush from my keepers.  I believe it is food but whenever I eat it I get a strange feeling in my. . .

left foot.  Painfully I bend over and try to inspect it, but there is no light and I am reduced to trying to deduce by touch.  As I begin groping my foot, trying to explain the feeling, I feel a growing sense of horror as I discover...

Scales. Or so I thought them to be. What was it that these creatures we're doing to me? We're they trying to turn me into one of them? Was this whole race made up of innocent human's they abducted? My thoughts were stolen by a tapping noise just outside my prison door...

which sounded a little like cereal hitting metal. The steady clink clinking outside was piercing my mind like a double-edged sword. All is dark and my thoughts begin to wander aimlessly about my prison walls. Before I can even begin to plot a way out of all this mess...

i woke up, i was not in my own room tho but rather in the main room of a Harem, i had been abducted, i remember now.. the man who had abducted me had used drugs.. sudden the beads in the door way moved aside as if by magick and my mouth fell open in shock and disbelife as ....

there stood Elvis singing "Heartbreak Hotel". But, but he
was not alone. Right behind him was

an alien carrying a small plastic bottle of pills.  The side effects of the last dose had not worn off yet and already they were here to dope me with more.  I felt scared and vulnerable.  I needed to get away from here.  I reached......

behind me taking hold of a bannanna which I used to. . .

Throw at the bottle of pills the alien held. I saw his eyes turn red as he muttered something in his native tongue and bent down to pick up the myraid of pills now scattering across the floor. I knew this was my chance. I leapt from my prison and pushed past the alien and ran. It didn't matter where too... I just ran. Soon, I found myself in...

a large transperant room that resembled a bubble, the walls were clear yet.. thick and slightly odd looking, i touched one and it seemed alive, moving with my hand, turning to run back to the door i found that the door was goen and i ahd one where to turn. not ready to give up i threw myself violently at one of the walls and it popped with a loud explosion .. i began to fall.. towards..

this rather large toilet bowl. What kind of drugs had they put me on? What was I going to do. Before I hit the water...

I hit the water and I heard the splash - But I did not find myself floating in the bowl of a toilet. I looked around at my surroundings, I was sitting in theater... looking at a large blue stage. Below the stage were rows upon rows of motorcycles. "What the..." I asked myself, before I could finish, Oprah Winfrey's voice rang out from the stage. Now I KNEW I was in a nightmare. Before I could react, like get up and run, I heard a high pitched scream and out ran Ozzy Osbourne, chasing Oprah under the motorcycles...

(( This is based on an actual dream I had  :p ))

SUDDENLY! one of the motorcycles exploded and Oprah was dead!! Ozzy was looking straight at me i got up to run but he was hot on my heels! what was i gonna do.. suddenlt he tackled me from behind and..

asked me where he could get some drugs from.  Damn did I look that worn out?  My thoughts were all in a mess.  What was I goning to do?  Slowly.....

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my cell phone. I handed it to Ozzy and explained to him that if he pushed the up button, he'd find the phone numbers of a friend of mine that could get him the drugs. This made me think, I remebered by phone... I remembered my friends... was I coming out of this drugged coma? It was then that I noticed....

Bill Murry and Richard Simmons walking across the stage towards Ozzy and me. Nope. Not quite out of the coma yet. Richard said, "Come with me and I will show you a way out of this place." So, I took his hand and we went frollicking across a field of pink and purples daisies while Barney sang to us in the background. What in the world is going on? All of a sudden...

I woke.  Still locked in dank and dark room.  Several bowls of that green mush were surrounding me and my stomache ached from a lack of food.  How long was I out?  What were these dreams I was having?  Why am I still bound to this room?  Time passed by slowly.  Light never peered from anywhere into my room.  I knew only that the bowls of mush were sent up a long cylindical shaft in the floor.  I had grown thing by now.  My ribs protruded from my somache and chest, and the stuble on my face had grown into a scraggly beard.  Surely they did not kidnap me to kill me.  I must eat.  I must survive.  I must find out what these creatures wanted from me.

I sat up and slid the bowls of the mushy green substance towards me and began to eat greedily. I was starving. Instantly, I felt a slight relief deep within me as I ate, and ate, and ate. The substance was odd...seeming to replenish itself after every bite until I had eaten my fill. Then, it disappeared. Oh what a market I could make off this! People would never go hungry again!  I would have to improve upon the taste though, and possibly even add different flavors.  It didn't taste altogether horrible, but...

The coating in my mouth told me that in the morning my breath wouldn't be the most pleasant.  What does it matter though!  I am trapped here, in this cell.  Why am I doomed to die in this dark prison?  What must I do?  I yelled out, screaming loudly, "What is it?  What do you want?!"  There was slince for a while and then . . .

the banging in my head began to grow as I passed out once more...

Three years had passe since my horrible experience in that box.  Three years I have been searching for evidence to prove that my experience was real.  The dull, suffocating sound of my heart pounding meaninglessly against my chest drove me near the brink of insanity every night.  Carried in its desperate echoes, the sounds of the aliens, and the tapping in the hallways, haunted me.  The loud clicks of the door as it would open rattled in my head, and the horrifying visions of those razor sharp blades cutting thier way to my with bone seemed to blend with the ceiling fan.  Each night was a nightmare with a nightmare, within a nightmare, and I was nothing more than the toy of some alien race that proded at humans as if they were live stock for the slaughter.

I still do not know the meaning of all this, even to this very day. The memory fades and shifts whenever I recall it, like a star winking out in a midnight sky, concealed by the clouds of my mind. The nightmares are fewer now, though still as haunting as the day I found myself lying on the sidewalk in front of ...

Broadway and Seneca.  I had been courting a young woman who had turned me away time and time again, when all at once my blood seemed to freeze up, and I couldn't feel my body.

I didn't know what spell this strange woman has cast upon me, but her message was quite clear. Her eyes, a raging, fiery blue, held me in a deep trance. The contours of her face were perfectly proportioned in a manner pleasing to the eye. The curves of her body complemented her very aura. Anyone lucky enough to even catch a glimpse of her thought an angel had surely passed them by. Why I was now held in a cold stupor, I did not know. Her beauty overwhelmed me as I stood, frozen and looking, not able to do anything else. I didn't know whether she was an enchantress of sorts or if my imagination was simply running wild again.

The air all around, and everything in it, seemed to blur.  I began to perspire, and my heart began to race.  I did not know how to handle this situation.  I was hers.  A dog to be trained, just another responsability.  Her beauty raged from those eyes, and my body petrified.  I couldn't move a muscle.  My lungs stopped working, and a tingling sensation filled my body.  My hands were clenched in fists and my clothes were beginning to stick to me.  What was going on?  Why was she having this effect on me?  She slowly stepped toward me, like the hour hand of a clock counting down the last moments of my life.  She pressed her breasts against my chest, and brought her lips nearly to mine, staring into my eyes.  I could do nothing.  Frozen.  I could only imagine what she had in store for me.  In all my panic, as the sweat dripped from my nose and ears, I couldn't help but feel a fraction of arousal sprouting from this encounter.  At long last I was being touched by what I had longed to touch.  What would she do?  Was it a tease?  I only knew the beginning of this torture that second, now. . . .

I would never be the same again. Slight arousal? Make that intense arousal. I had never seen such a beautiful creature. Her breath caressed by lips, then flowed across my ear lob as she tenderly wrapped her lips around it, sucking gently and biting teasingly. She let out a low moan in my ear. Could I have moved I would have shivered heavily.

(Sexual much? Lol.)

The teasing pleasure and warmth radiating from her body was like a warm blanket blocking a cold breeze from a fan.  Her hands ran over my body, searching every crevice over my clothes, stimulating every inch.  They delicately traced the back of my neck, and spanned thier width across my back, gliding down and into my back pocket.  She removed my wallet and sauntered backward.  I felt my body freeze cold as she opened the billfold, pulled the money and credit cards from it, and stuffed it all into her bra.  She slinked back against my chest, wrapped one leg partly around my waist, letting it lodge onto my hip, and slid my wallet back into my pocket.  Then, with a last kiss she turned and sauntered off.  My muscles came alive, and my body spasmed quickly.  I was free.  I watched her walkign away and . . .

...all I could think was 'That beautiful bitch stole my damn money!' I started after her, but...

Time was money, and I was out of time.

Time and money, it seems to go together. like a man goes out to get his daily bread, i had lost my cash just the same... I will miss that amount, but the woman, i'll miss more...

The street seemed empty at that moment.  All the air around solidified.  It was like I was locked in a jar of invisible gel.  My hearing hieghtened and I could hear the distand laughing of a woman and her boyfriend.  They were bantering about the importance of a mans penis.  She seemed intent on proclaiming that it could never be too long.  I could only assume he felt inadequate, because he continued to defend with the same old "How you use it" bull shit.  Really, they had no idea what it was all about.  It doesn't matter if your cock is the size of a needle as long as you have love.  I was watching mine walk away.  My gut seemed to shink and explode at the same time and my mind could do nothing but spin and glaze over everything that had happened to me.  Blood rushed to my head like paramedics to an injured quarterback, and soon I feinted.

I awoke numbly in a white room, light surrounding me endlessly. Someone was standing against the wall in a white suit, though my vision was too hazy to make him any clearer than the simple outline he was. My head ached like I had been beaten with a baseball bat over and over and over again. I was confused, and the taste of copper filled my mouth, rolling over my tongue in sanguine rivers. Blood. Pictures of her filled my mind, making it brim over with love like a dam finally pouring its floods across swollen rivers and into the arms of the world. I had never tasted any nectar so sweet as those blushing lips that brushed mine for only a moment. I ached for her. I longed for her. I craved her touch once more. I heard someone say in whispered tones off to my right that the experiment didn't go too well and that 'he' was going to...

have to kill some people to make it work. i gasped horribly and held my breath. i needed to hide away from him. So i ran outside and behind a rock i saw...

next to the giant Oak tree that I used to play in when I was younger. The nostalgia washed over me with a wave of sadness and I wondered how had things gone so terribly wrong, how?

Well, it obviously started that one day when I found that peanut, I mean, I knew it was just a peanut, but then...

I also knew Peanuts sucked so i desided to throw it away and never think of it again. Of course it was the smart thing to do because...

When I looked in the trash can where I had thrown the peanut I found 100 dollars, so I....

desided to go to the mall and buy a new dress. But when i got there there was a man, he stole my money and ran. I ran after him in a huff. I was so mad i.....

Didn't realize I ran right into the middle of traffic and got hit by a car. When I woke up I....

had no legs! The DAMN car had ran over my bueaiful legs. My mother said, "Babe....