The Never Ending Story - Writers Forum

Domenic · 12-25-2006, 09:44 PM

The rules are simple:

Write an extension to the previous reply
End it in a cliff-hanger
Write it in first person
The Never Ending Story is set in a fantasy-like time, but as long as it works, the character can do anything or go anywhere.
The extensions to the story don't have to be as long as the one below. This one is just to give a general explanation of the setting.
The character has no origin, so he/she can be from any time, place, planet, etc. The character can also have special abilities or obtain special abilities and has no specific age... yet.
You can write more than one extension, as long as two or more of yours aren't in a row.
I won't re-cap any newest posts, and you don't have to wait for me to post anything or reply to continue posting, etc.Have fun.
The sky is certainly not the limit.

*Edit: Is nobody besides Variousitems going to try this? This thing has gotten thirty nine views and one reply. Wow.

Beginning story:
I slowly awoke to nothing but black. I rubbed my eyes. I was in the dark. I hated the dark. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes again. Where was I? I felt a little dizzy. Who was I? I had no idea.
"Ahoy, lad." A voice from behind me boomed.
I jumped. I felt around for the owner of the voice. My hand brushed against something cold and hard. Bars. I was in a cage.
"Ye aint gonna get out without my help now will ye, lad?"
My eyes widened. "W-who are you?" I awkwardly whispered.
"Shh... The Cap'n will be comin' down to check on ye soon. But I'll get ye out."
In the dim light of the cage--or where ever I was--I saw a key in an outstretched hand.
"Now, shh. The Cap'n is comin'."
The owner of the hand with the key pocketed the key and crawled away from the cage.

A door in the distance opened and revealed a fat figure.
"Ahoy, scallywag." It said, as it slowly hobbled toward my cage. "Yer comin' with me."

The fat man unlocked my cage and grabbed my collar. He yanked me out of the cage and dragged me out of the small room I was in. I tried to glance back to see the man that promised to set me free, but the door to the room was already shut.
"Do you know who I is?" The fat man asked as he dragged me down a narrow hallway.
I managed to not swallow my throat and reply, "N-no... Sir."
"Sir?" The fat man laughed. "My name be Captain Nero! And you, my friend, be on board me wonderful ship; The Seeker."

variousitems · 12-27-2006, 01:01 AM

The man shoved me through the dark passage, up to the deck, and the bright day. I covered my eyes from the light's burn, dizzy with confusion and fear. I shook it off and squinted, then glared at the man before me.

Nero seemed an unlikely captain, but a fitting one I suppose, to the ship that carried us. His dark beard was littered with garbage, flecks of food, splotches of sauce, and he had a smell like that of pickled onions left in the sun too long, and then put back in their jar only to be stewed further in the stinking oil within.
I became less afraid as I began to take in my relatively tiny and somewhat round captor standing in the bright afternoon sun a full foot shorter then I, and with homely features that seemed genuinely jolly as he squinted against the brightness. His rag-tag crew acted busy with ropes and buckets seeing to the tasks of maintaining the small ship and her course, though I had the feeling they were listening with strained ears, and watching through the corners of their eyes to what their little homely catain had to say to me, or I to him.
As for the ship, the ancient beast appeared to be held togeather as much by luck as by the clever, yet barely effective attempts to keep the boards nailed down and the masts upright. Chains wrapped around the ship as if they grew as vines upon her, iron bolts and bars clamped down into the rotting or cracking parts of the deck like staples and stitches. I was suddenly more afraid of the frothing green waters below me then the grimy looking fellows around me.
I swallowed and gathered the will to speak, "What do you want with me?"

wmd · 12-27-2006, 08:43 PM

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Shouldn't this be in the Writing Challenge forum?

Domenic · 12-27-2006, 08:54 PM

It was for a while, but nobody touched upon it, and there are quite a few things like this in the lounge, and it isn't really a challenge, Haha, so I moved it here.
Doesn't matter... it's already gotten a hit.