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Word by Word Story - Volume 37


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Welcome to the new thread of Word by Word Story. The idea is simple: You post one word, and together with other words it forms a story. Anyone can join in. You can't post twice in a row, and please attempt to use correct grammar and stuff. As cohesive as possible. The stories usually last about 400 words.

The first 9 volumes were about Smallrus, the small walrus, and the adventures he had with his friends and enemies. Volumes 10 to 18 focused on Gregling McGreg's rise to and fall from power, and ended when his son Grog swore to kill Lucifer, who was responsible for the collapse of Gregling's empire. Then we had the struggles of Yomi, Darth and Sansa. After that, the struggles of Halfdan, Monseigneur Cockatrice, Princess Mushroom and Queen Errr, which concluded with a huge story featuring them and the dragon Nigel.

Now a tale has begun...

Volume 36:

All but one was eradicated. He found it when Stannis crashed at, into and below Mordor. His clothing glowed white because Mortimer was resurrecting ancient elven kings named Tiamat, violating Sauron's treaty, and king Whatshisface's horrific pact, allowing nobody to eat hollandaise chicken. This angered Anubis greatly. He hired mutant ninja turtles to assassinate Tiamat. Loki, however, loved Tiamat's martinis, unlike Morpheus. Loki tricked Anubis with sandwiches made by gnomes and flying unicorns from Rivendell. Anubis, flattered by Tiamat's flirting, was willing to battle for every undead pizza slice. So naturally zombies started a restaurant. Its cuisine was delectably Indian. Curry was poisoned with coffee, walrus menstruation signals and ravioli sauce, which was overcooked. Many deadly dishes were served, killing most customers. Bloody undies choked everyone except Bob, who revived Anubis and excitedly brutalized King Whatshisface. "Help, the king vomited chicken." Unsurprisingly, nobody wanted to sleep with Anubis. Furiously scrubbing off every paintball, ruined by his faulty bidet, Loki squashed millions, annihilating despite general Ragnar's pleads to surrender, he made King Whatshisface weep. Morpheus sang Bohemian twerksongs incessantly with style. However, Ramsey Street filled purple flowers with bloody kisses, which became sceptic. Stannis lovingly pushed Dr. Mortimer into Mordor for Sauron, but Tiamat was prophesying that Deadpool would slice off Mortimer's nose but Galadriel prophecised doom for. "I cannot understand Punjabi people, unless they text minister Unbothered," demanded Galadriel. Tiamat hesitated before licking the floor gently. Kittens frolicked rambunctiously with ogres, while Sauron furiously pulled his mace across Tiamat's lap, ripping his britches. Tianat lol'd while Reverend Greyjoy frantically praised Sauron for seducing Gwen with only his orange fingertips. Loki stunned his mother by flashing a fat, large sausage, dangling from his tunic. It will get hot if two sticks are pushed violently against each other. Anubis pretended she lusted over the apples of infertility while Freyja decided there were dragon balls nearby her lover. Guy Sebastian climbed so far above himself that falcons shat on Lancelot's tongue, which caused him to splutter, "Nuptials are overrated!" Finally someone decided who was being the smeller of corpses: Loki. Death became life. Morpheus tried martinis but preferred tea made with rare psychedelic flowers basted with absinthe, opium designed by Sauron. This symbolized the end of rock and roll. Viscount Valentine caressed his thigh while lovingly Stannis grasped Lightbringer by the hilt and thrust it into King Whatshisname's groin. Celebrations began, drinks were gulped, but not known, and poison slipped into flagons Sauron prepared. Something went "Whoosh!" and suddenly Sauron disintegrated. His absence led Morpheus astray.

Now, volume 37.

Everywhere,

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