When I was like 13 or something like that I went to this acting group at my library and we did this exercise where we had to collectively make a story by going around the circle and each person saying one word. I was thinking it would be neat if a bunch of nerdfighters got wrote a story like this. Someone would start off with a paragraph and then another person would write another paragraph and another person would go and so on until we had a completed story and it would be full of awesome. I guess just comment if you are interested and think of an actual way to make this happen. I was thinking we could make it like a googledoc that can be publicly edited and we could just post the like around. I dont know. I'm not UPS. I'm not very good with logistics. \
This sounds fun. Maybe more of the "sophisticated version", if you will, is writing a couple sentences each. One word can be a bit tedious especially if someone is a bit out of the loop. But I would love to do something like that. Cool idea! **Does Nerdfighters sign** Hoo- hah! Nerdfighters! :P
Yea that what I was thinking. Stories never got anywhere with just one word per person. I was thinking each person write a whole paragraph or more, what ever strike their fancy.
Sure sure. So do you want to start it off then?
Can I join you? It sounds really fun! And I was thinking that maybe each person should get to write as much as they want, but still put a limit for it not to go on and on and on and on....! Should we start it here in the comments or write it through messages? *Nerdfighters sign back!* :D
Dude! Of course you can join us! That's the point of Nerdfighters! We have to unite! We can't exclude! :P Sure that sounds like a good idea. I would think we should keep it here. If we don't do that, it might be kind of hard to keep track of.
I've actually been a part of a few of these here. They're pretty fun. There were rules like you could only write up to three paragraphs at a turn, or maybe it was only up to a hundred words or something. I don't know, we could make our own rules. It was pretty fun, though I stopped the story I was playing because people started breaking the rules. We played on a forum group thing just like this one.
Someone should just start it. I'm afraid my beginning would be lame.
My anything in this is lame, so I know how you feel.
Eliza watched as the thickets of thick moss-covered trees flew past her closed window. There are so many, she thought, her head resting in her open hand. She had always liked trees, in an abstract nature-is-good sort of way. The leaves were nice, the dark swirling bark was kind of cool, and they were pretty in fall when they changed colors. She had liked looking at them when she walked to school in the mornings. But those trees were different from these. In the city, they were neat and trim, with little fences surrounding each one, but these. They were so wild. And tangled. And... free.
She gave another unnoticed sigh, her hundredth one on this wonderful family roadtrip, if you could call it that. She had been forced to move from the Californian coast, with rolling waves and toes full of sand, to this damp, dark forest of Nowheresville Oregon, abandoning all her friends, her home, her life.
For the hundredth time since the trip started, Eliza looked down at her phone. And then, also for the hundredth time, she scrolled through her text messages. The last words of everyone she had ever known, her whole life captured there. "Friends 4ever", "miss u", "c u l8r", and the other short, bittersweet remnants of friends gone by. And then there were the pictures, snapshots she had taken of everyone at her going-away party. Maybe they could keep in touch, but it seemed like such an impossible challenge when she thought about it. She was trying to be optimistic about things, but it was hard not to be melancholy when you were expected to give up all the things you know for one giant unknown.
Next to her in the back seat, her brother Justin was playing one of his silly games, tapping away at the buttons with his face glued to the glowing screen. He seemed so unconcerned about the sudden change. Didn't he realize his whole life was changing? His relaxed attitude just made her all the more anxious as she looked out the window again. Watching the trees again, she found herself just a little jealous. Sure, it's not an exciting life, but at least they don't have to worry about getting moved and taking root somewhere else...
She watched desolately as the tree trunks merged into one gray blur, her eyes unfocused but not not relaxed. She was about to sigh for the hundred-and-first time when something caught her eye. She sat up straighter, leaning closer to the window. It was the glare of the sunlight, she told herself, and yet her eyes strained into the dark depths of forest and foliage. You're tired. It's been a long day. Your eyes are playing tricks. She told herself these things over and over again until she almost began to believe them when she saw it again.
Something deep in the forest, behind the dappled bushes and mottled ferns, moved. Something big. It had only been a flicker of brown, or maybe it was black, but she had seen it twice now.
"Holy shit," she muttered to herself.
"What was that?" her mother asked her distractedly from the front seat, an unlit cigarette dangling from her ruby red lips.
"Oh... n-nothing," Eliza stammered out. "I just thought I saw a deer, that's all."
"Yeah, they live out here in the wilderness," her mom said flatly, obviously uninterested. "Pretty different from Cali, huh?"
"Yeah... I guess so." She gaze went back out the window. She knew what she saw hadn't been a deer.
Eliza eventually got bored. She sat there in her seat, checking her phone like before, but she was distracted by the invading thoughts of the creature in the woods. It had been too big to be a bear, which made her worried. What if it's following the car? she thought. No, no, of course it isn't. How could it? Animals weren't smart enough. She had a sudden thought regarding that. It was sort of how she felt.
Eliza was never the brightest in her class. She had always been, (and always will be, she thought) the normal, average kid in the class. Average grades, average parents, average clothes-it was all average. But when she had gotten that glimpse of that...thing in the forest, she had felt a shudder go through her body and a thought raced through her head, though it didn't feel like her own. Its message was this: Everything is about to change.
When she had this thought, she had felt as if it were an obvious comment. Of COURSE everything was about to change. She was moving, for God's sake. Out of the beautiful sunlight of California to this dark, dank prison in Oregon. But little did she know, something else was going to change. Something big. Something life-altering. Something that would make Eliza's life turn upside down.
Something having to do with a big hairy beast that lurked in the Oregon wilderness.