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The Never Ending Story...


Forum: AvP Universe
Everything that makes up the worlds of Aliens, Marines and Predators.
Topic: The Never Ending Story...
Total Posts: 194

DLSBlade
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Posts: 76

Hey guys, this is a kewl, well, game (topic swiftly deleted ) but its funny. If you have been on the Little Gamers forums (or pretty much any forum) you'll have played it, but anyhoo, im gonna start it up here.

Basically, you put in one sentence to continue the story, but leave the end of the sentnce open.

So i start with - "It was a nice sunny day, and Bob the Marine was strolling through the colony (if i dont keep it AvP im sure it'll get deleted, but anyhoo) and then suddenly..."

And then you post to continue it.

Simple.

So: Bob the Marine was strolling through the colony when suddenly...

[ This message was edited by: DLSBlade on 2001-10-12 17:37 ]

Prezes
Rank: 9
Posts: 896

The magazine slid out of the rifle...

DLSBlade
Rank: 0
Posts: 76

The (pornographic) magazine had been hidden there, but as it fell out and lay on the floor, before Bob could pick it up the Commander walked past who screamed...

Hicks
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Posts: 201

"Hey, that's my copy of Chics with D*#ks"



It was no secret the Commander had strange sexual practices. Bob had stolen the magazine as a practical joke.



"Um, right...I...uh...see ya!" Bob yelled and ran into the closest barracks.



"Wow, that was close!" He said closing the door behind him.



As Bob was reloading his Pulse Rifle with a real magazine he heard a strange sound. It sounded like...

[ This message was edited by: Hicks on 2001-10-04 15:39 ]

dvVIII
Rank: 9
Posts: 185

...something small scurrying, no more like slithering, across the smooth surface of the floor. As the noise grew louder and presumably closer it's "steps" quickened while the hairs on Bob's neck stood on end. Grabbing his Pulse rifle in hand Bob whirled around to see...

the_demigod
Rank: 9
Posts: 1759

his best friend struggling with a massive spider that seemed to 'sit' on Nicholson's face. A thick rope-like tail was slithering around Nicholson's neck, tightening slowly.

The veins bulged...

HOTSHOT
Rank: 0
Posts: 29

.....He pulled his pulse rifle to the air, the creature stayed put as his best friend seemed helpless to do anything. He took aim with his gun and froze dead in his tracks as the beads of sweat driped down his forehead...........

the_demigod
Rank: 9
Posts: 1759

I can't pull the trigger, he thought.

Slowly a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, stopped on the right brow and hung there for a never-ending moment before gracefully falling onto the weapon.

He followed the falling droplet but never took his eyes off the ongoing struggle.



I gotta do SOMETHING!!

HOTSHOT
Rank: 0
Posts: 29

.....He ran as fast as he could down the corridor to the commander told him briefly what was going on and they both ran back to the scene. But when they got there.......

the_demigod
Rank: 9
Posts: 1759

But, of course, it was too late.



The facehugger had already fallen away, having left its deadly "passenger" inside the man's body.

HOTSHOT
Rank: 0
Posts: 29

...........His friend still unconsious, Bob did not know what to do next, should he kill his friend or let him face a horrible death? He had to act quickly or else it would be to late for all of them............

Nostromo
Rank: 7
Posts: 76

only an invasive medical procedure could save the infected man now...

DLSBlade
Rank: 0
Posts: 76

...Of course, being a lowly grunt, Bob knew nothing of invasive medical procedures. "What the hell?" he said. Pulling his combat knife from its sheath, he began the operation. But there was a complication...

the_demigod
Rank: 9
Posts: 1759

...there were TWO shapes, encased in glittering cocoons, lodged in the man's chest....

dvVIII
Rank: 9
Posts: 185

...upon closer examination Bob could see the two cocoons were joined by some kind of vein or tendril. 'One embryo, two embryos, what's the difference, they both go." he thought. As he pressed the tip of the blade into his friend's flesh ...

[ This message was edited by: dvVIII on 2001-10-12 10:26 ]

the_demigod
Rank: 9
Posts: 1759

Two corridors down, Delta team was finishing the barricade when Smitts, the flank Smart gunner, looked at her motion detector.



"Err, guys.... something's moving down there..."

DLSBlade
Rank: 0
Posts: 76

"Down where?" asked the Sergeant. He strode over to the smart-gunner, who replied,

"Down the corridor Sir, and the signal is getting stronger."

"I've got something as well!" shouted Delta teams ComTech. Holding up his motion tracker, he scanned the corridor. "Definately a signal Sir."

The Sergeant pulled his service pistol and jammed a cartridge home, cocking the weapon and glancing in all directions at once.

"Sir, signal at twenty metres!" shouted the smart-gunner. The Sergeant whirled to stare at the barricade. Would it hold?

"Fifteen metres Sir!" shouted the ComTech. The bleep of the motion unit echoed through the silent corridor, every marine frozen silent in terror.

"Ten. Eight. Six..." the marines voice trailed off...

HOTSHOT
Rank: 0
Posts: 29

....there was a break of silence, then "ONE". They looked around, but nothing. They checked the motion detector..nothing. "Where the hell is the signal???" the Sergeant shouted.

They all stopped dead in their tracks, they waited eagerly for what was about to happen next, then without warning........

[ This message was edited by: HOTSHOT on 2001-10-14 15:29 ]

DLSBlade
Rank: 0
Posts: 76

...the floor grille beneath the ComTech fell away, and up out of the hole came grabbing, taloned hands. The private screamed as he was pulled under the floor. Several troops began to fire at the disappearing trooper, hoping to hit the figures under the floor, but the Sergeant screamed for a cease-fire.

"We have to fall back under controlled fire!" he shouted, backing down the corridor. His troopers began to back away from the barricade, but just then the wall bulged. The Sergeant whirled and fired his service pistol, puncturing the wall. Yellow liquid oozed from the holes, gradually making them bigger as the acid blood melted through the metal structure.

Moving to the holes in the wall, the Sergeant noticed something, when...

Prezes
Rank: 9
Posts: 896

...they heard a voice, a little girls voice.

“Would you like a cookie, Mister?”

[ This message was edited by: Prezes on 2001-10-14 19:05 ]

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