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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 new tale has begun... though I must admit I'm still not quite sure what it's actually about.

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.

Volume 37:

Everywhere, there was joy. Children shat gemstones of liquid. Meanwhile, Sauron's disintegration hurried Prime's monkey painting. Armies of dried laundry wrung over several miles. Walruses clashed over whiskey while wearing denim waistcoats, lined with white radishes. Viscount Valentine made beetroots with disregard for the environment. Trouble emerged from King Whatshiface's groin and consumed his kidneys without leaving antelopes of Westeros Christmas behind. Across deserts, happily pillaging camel-riding vikings conquered everyone's breakfast, dinner and became leviathen. Stannis transformed Viscount Valentine's beetroots, carelessly damning countless pre-cognitive antelopes. Wizards gathered ordinary minions and three-headed dragons to trade sandwiches for nickels. Just before twilight, Viscount Valentine began emailing women cabbages for president Flickerdoodle because critical arousal urged wizards to kiss dolphin noses. Loki befriended Stannis after forcing himself against dreams about gardening gurus from Lake Lucerne. Empress Shuwabadaba despised Tormund's member, but Tormund terrorized Narnia anyway. Whatshisface told Anubis to rub salt gently into everyone's wounds, particularly his aunt Queen Amidala's cheeks. Abrasive love spread exponentially across chicken brothels. Usually, chickens' brothels were replete with plump cocks withholding fun, but unlike Loki they detested chicks. Moving from abhorrently pleasant locales, Lokizia, Loki's maniacal twin sis-bro, crammed puffy decaying blood oranges into Anubis' eye sockets. Anubis wasn't amused so Viscount Valentine pretended to drink poison, so Anubis would be fooled and stop licking everyone's eyelashes. She didn't know that she lusted for chicken, but not Tormund's cock. Tormund was sexually aggrovated and soon decided that he wanted pudding crammed with decomposing gnomes, marinated generously, transforming their hats into sausages. Snakes strangeld puppies until Stannis told Mephistopheles to prevent Viscount Valentine's robbery. Mephistopheles imprisoned Magistrate John and Anubis, but they cannibalized each hippogriff while dancing. Unbeknownst to Mephitopheles, tiny cracks were oozing throughout Stannis' henchmen, who boogied across Crete, in fancy times with flatulent bodies, thumbs, and obsolescent fish. Rabbits harvested during Halloween have reanimated, regurgitated, mutilated and emulsified carrots. Thankfully, gardening soil made growing rutabagas easy. Rutabagas sprouted happiness-flavored tubes shaped like muscadine juice. Food evolved quickly because several scientists implemented protocols increasing mutations. Meanwhile, Anubis scourged the alleyways in search of Viscount Valentine, pleading for merciful punishment. Surprisingly, Whatshisface gave Stannis syphilis deliberately. However, Stannis rubbed Captain Crunch on his wounded armpit. This prevented infection, but nonetheless caused a disturbance to space-time. Wormholes greedily appeared throughout the realm, forcing dwarves into slavery. Many rabbits died horrifically when barbarians started ritually combusting easter pies. Eventually, Michelangelo designed manacles to fart openly. This fogged up many areas unexpectedly. Stannis swore to Quetzalcoatl that the manacles would be sterilized so they'd stop.

Volume 37:

The misty river fairies struck Viscount Valentine's gong in, like a dream, populated by rogue clowns. Why? Nobody knows. The essence invigorated Stannis, undeniably so. Yet mysterious is his penance for no one. Octavian the Octopus loved passionately forever. But destiny was unavoidable: his pants were heard by Viscount Valentine WildStallion, reamed by Genghis the Goodburger, and Ronald Reagan. Eventually a flood seized Brooklyn, this marked Meraxes' rebirth unceremoniously. Meraxes struggled with frostbite, causing disturbance, vertigo and incontinence alongside fellow barbers. Octavian the Octopus sucked the blood from Viscount Valentine Wildstallion's nostril greedily with peanut butter eyes. Catastrophic news spread across Townsville. Scorpions carrying Dornishmen's wives, singing arias. Brooklyn never knew what mothered Drogo. A flying lesson tampered with peanut brittle, causing girls accidental pregnancies. However, Dagon's penis pounded Viscount Valentine WildStallion's toy poodle, causing abominations to flourish. Meanwhile, in Slaver's Bay, crazy Dothraki pastries were getting frosted balls of caked nasal toffee bits. This changed vanilla warriors like Stannis into stuttering penguin emperors. Interestingly, cabbages on average cannibalize their lawyers and accountants. Braised lawyer served with appetizers by candlelight is quite avant-garde. Aprons worn layered with infinite tacos amazed priests of voodoo despite having complete amnesia. Consequently, the jolly good voodoo cupcake stole American Airlines while Andrews the Portly Porcupine danced. Soon, unexpected windfalls, laden with bees that explode, transformed Slaver's Bay. The apples erupted like crazy popcorn. Erupting orifices spewing Cracker-Jack flooded chowder.Hungry ninjas gathered putrid carrots from glazed hams. Eating frogles couldn't stay illegal so propaganda was bananananas and froglegs defective recipes, hence the bananas. Incomprehensible jabber slandered the clownish bananas. Desensitized bananas died. Why do bananas persist when all Hillary Clinton's other fruits bequeathed gazillions of gooey girls. Shocked but strong nincompoops bananized chimichanges on a sacrifical altar. This demanded retribution for bananacide victims. Giant statue dissatisfaction is underestimated. Pigeons cockroach bananas. Pineapple salads for gnocchi. Eventually, girls scurried to microwave their firecrackers before eating them. Evil stepfather costumes are popular because elves don't cebrate evil unless bananas trick them. Millions of cantelopes migrated into Hobbiton to build miniature traibs. Artificial intelligence planted ideas, evil notions about androids who designed bacteria that sneakily manipulate chocolate fountains. Lightning scared Drogon while bananas obliterated Hobbiton beyond recognition. A famine wrought chaos amongst dwarves, dragons girls. Topless hunks barbecued Spongebob, marinating Squidward lavisciously. Medium French fries invaded Bag End, bananannexing Crimea, stopping yams from west with greasy hair. Purging cantelopes devoured every Big Mac in sight. Pigeons popped pills, ovulating and baking cow-pies, because they craved attention. Pungent aromas and genitals encompassed lobsters, thus lobstermen and lobsterkin and lobstertype and lobsterbles and lobstergirls FOREVER! The exasperated bananas committed seppuku using only electric toothbrushes. Finally, Gollum smiled toothlessly, then said #ThanksObama. Some Balrogs sang showtunes while celebrating if-pets-had-thumbs-day. Graverobbers with short tempers shaved gorillas when times changed for the worse. The eschaton revered bananas lemons tasteold-school. Sensing disturbances across the galaxy, Viscount Valentine exterminated every banana. Girls wept.

Now, volume 39.

Banana-graves

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