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FINE Word Play 8.27.14

Posted in Play — August 27, 2014

Whether you’re new to FINE Word Play, or a seasoned, weird, little vet like these folks, it’s easy to join the fun and the chaos. Take the prompt below, and continue the story in the comments. There’s only one rule: each continuation is just one sentence at a time. Cheat with commas if you will, but limit yourself to one period. Let’s see where we travel this time…Ready, play!

Perched in a tree with the water rushing greedily below her, Mia surveyed the scene in grim dismay and re-counted her supplies: 2 matches, 3 packs of M&Ms, 1 sewing needle, 2 pieces of brittle cardboard, and 1 sodden, wool blanket.

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  1. “Too easy,” she smiled to herself as she threw the rest of her supplies into the water below, “Now, it’s a proper challenge.”

    Posted by alex, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  2. She scanned the beautiful Kakadu National Park around her, and then closed her eyes to listen to the Alligator River, now that she knew she was hidden.

    Posted by Verity, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  3. Shells of rusting cars and other remnants of human civilization dotted the landscape.

    Posted by joe, August 27, 2014 | Reply

    • Mia opened her eyes and immediately caught something moving quickly in her direction.

      Posted by alex, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  4. It could be an alligator, or a magpie goose, or something much worse.

    Posted by Verity, August 27, 2014 | Reply

    • Having grown up in a household of martial artists, Mia instinctually threw up her fists in anticipation.

      Posted by Michelle Chen, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  5. She awaited an attack from the apparition, but as the minutes passed her narcoleptic condition set in – drool trickled from her mouth and instantly she fell to the ground in a catatonic state.

    Posted by Mehran, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  6. Eight hours later she awoke at the base of the tree in the back seat of the Cadillac convertible she called home.

    Posted by joe, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  7. The engine hadn’t turned over in a hundred years, but that didn’t matter as the gas in this world was long gone, too.

    Posted by Verity, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  8. “I shouldn’t have thrown my packs of M&M’s away, Mia whispered contemplatively to herself as she turned her face to look at the stars above her.

    Posted by Michelle Chen, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  9. As the hunger pains started to kick in, she desperately searched the seat crevices for any stray Doritos shrapnel that may have been overlooked.

    Posted by Mehran, August 27, 2014 | Reply

  10. Scattered on the floor of the back seat were her meager belongings, a ratty copy of I Am Legend, a stale pack of cigarettes, a weathered Picasso painting she had picked up at a museum, and an old black and white photograph of her grandfather, Jasper, taken inside of an insane asylum.

    Posted by joe, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  11. Rain started to sprinkle on the photo, and as quiet thunder boomed far in the distance, Mia decided she would have to go hunting tonight.

    Posted by Verity, August 28, 2014 | Reply

    • She grabbed a small piece of metal from the ground and tested the sharpness against her forearm.

      Posted by alex, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  12. She was always an outcast and a loner, so the plague outbreak that killed nearly everyone was the best thing that ever happened to her — but finding food was a bitch. She felt slightly guilty about killing that kid a few months ago, but food was hard to come by these days.

    Posted by joe, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  13. Mia stepped out of the car and called to her only friend Jimba, a sugar glider, who would often accompany her on hunting trips.

    Posted by Ash, August 28, 2014 | Reply

    • The two wove ropes through the tattered loops on their pants before starting the journey of tree hopping – the only way to spy food without being harmed.

      Posted by Allyson Marrs, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  14. Carrying a large wooden bow she had carved out of a Yew tree in the early days of the onslaught on her back, she tugged on the rope hard, making sure it was sturdy enough to hold her weight.

    Posted by Michelle Chen, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  15. With a swift leap, Mia swung heavily from the branch she’d tethered the rope too, only to be struck by another narcoleptic episode mid-flight.

    Posted by Mehran, August 28, 2014 | Reply

  16. For months she would awaken from her narcolepsy fits with harrowing nightmares of old friends and family, and hastily throw in one of her three cassettes (Hank Williams’ greatest hits, an early 80s Cure album and some guy she had never heard of called Tom Waits) to assuage her frayed nerves, but her D batteries had died long ago and she was far away from home this time and in a dangerous place.

    Posted by joe, August 28, 2014 | Reply