let's attempt to make a story, one sentence at a time

[roadworx]

the point of the game is in the title. i'm sure someone has done this before but idc

 

rules:

1.) no purposeful run-on sentences

2.) dialogue can contain up to three sentences, but that's it

3.) no world-ending, continent-ending, or general location-ending events (meaning you can't blow everything up with a bomb or some dumb stuff like that)

4.) jimbo cannot die. he is immortal.

5.) no "the end"

6.) if you need to make a comment, use [[[[[brackets]]]]]][][][][]

7.) if two people post at the same time, or if someone posts before you, then the post that's first in line will be the one to continue the story

8.) feel free to insert your homestuck oc on a whim or slightly derail things with your shitty knee-slapper, but at the very least try to continue the story in a semi-coherent manner

 

if it's not obvious, this isn't serious in the slightest. anyways, here's the starting sentence:

 

The night in which the incident happened was a night where Jimbo, a nineteen-year-old miscreant residing in the small town of Bumfuck Nowhere, Indiana, was up to his usual tricks.

[Final Verdict]

The Incident in question involved a gypsy mystic and some mind-bending drugs. He was aware that he had done something a few hours earlier, but he could not quite recall what it was.

 

Suddenly, a car pulled up and something smelling of fish wrapped in an old newspaper was thrown in his general direction. Jimbo stared at it for long moments, gagging at the smell and anxious as to what the contents of this package might be.

 

[Yes I know, but it gets the ball rolling for others].

[ReX]

Through the haze permeating his befuddled brain he tried unsuccessfully to make out who the occupants of the car were as it sped off, and reached for the newspaper-wrapped bundle just as a flash of memory revealed a brilliant red gemstone in his mind.

[Billy Baron]

He remembered that sometimes roadkill stinks of various different kinds of decay, and paused before he was sure if he wanted to touch the damp package or not.

[Skeletonpatch]

Before Jimbo could finish his contemplation, the package unwrapped itself and a cat wearing a dress made of raw fish stood up on its hind legs and stared deep into his soul.

[Swordofdanu]

Smelling the raw fish made Jim puke and in the contents of his fresh vomit a face smiled up at him 'hi there partner' said the vomit coloured face. 

[ReX]

The cat got back down on all fours and proceeded to circle the pool of vomit warily, seemingly oblivious to the dress of raw fish it was wearing or to the hapless expression on Jimbo's face as he slowly recovered from his retching and realized the face he was hallucinating was that of his long-dead uncle.

[roadworx]

"Uncle Jaeioumbeugh, it's you!" Jimbo exclaimed, stunned at his uncle seemingly having returned from 45 years of being dead; "I thought you had died in the Great Australian-American War of 1975!"

[ReX]

"Jimbo!" said the face of his long-dead uncle, "stop your blathering and listen good, for I have a tale to tell you of your family's history and how it's all tied to the tragedy of the King Thibodaux Ruby that was believed lost on the high seas off Hispaniola in 1664, but was secretly stashed away by our  French ancestors (who, did I mention, were pirates?)"

 

[How's that for a run-on sentence pretending not to be one?]

[Adamantium]

the vomit morphed into a green pigeon and said. JIMBO WE MUST FIND THOSE FRENCH ANCESTORS NOW! he proclaimed as he started tap dancing around the cat. who vomited because of it and made another dead uncle

[Kurogachii]

The french ancestors watched the whole event on their cronovisor™, disgusted by the excessive vomit, loaded their M60 machineguns to cap Jimbo for good, lucky for him, he's inmortal.

[Sergeant_Mark_IV]

And soon Jimbo learned the hard way that immortality doesn't means invulnerability for pain as this would turn him into a numb trainwreck, and now his ass is loaded by hundreds of FMJ bullets, and he can feel each one of them.

[Billy Baron]

His dead uncles began a "Tit-For-Tat" tap rhythm for which the family had been known for preforming during World War I, in France.

[wallabra]

Such strange rituals seemed to affect said ancestors somehow; they promptly stopped firing, astonished at Jimbo's survival, although clearly not stopping because of it. Momentarily, they began dancing to this rhythm; to them it sounded to familiar, but to Jimbo... he was in so much pain, but what he could perceive felt so alien to him.

[Skeletonpatch]

While Jimbo was still reeling from all the pain, the cat caught his attention; she stood up again and said in the voice of his long lost mother whom he's never met, "We must make haste! Soon this place will literally be flooded with our French ancestors who cannot resist the rhythm. Make your way to the Temple of Dope deep within the Tropical Jungles of Siberia!"

[Adamantium]

they came to the temple of dope deep and found out the place is literally DOPE. there were 2 stoners smoking out of bongs while saying "dope" every 5 seconds

[roadworx]

[ @Gustavo6046 @The BMFG that's more than one sentence ):< ]

 

 

Edited May 29, 2021 by roadworx

[Kurogachii]

The temple was so filled with stoners that the temple had a 5000 years tradition of making DOPE smoke signals, unfortunately, that called the attention of the french cops, they stormed the building and pointed their guns, and as french, they followed tradition and surrender, pulling a big white flag.

Edited May 30, 2021 by Kurogachii

[Cammy]

Standing his ground and refusing to surrender, Jimbo's unyielding gaze frightened the cops into haplessly letting fly their bullets; a dire mistake indeed, as Jimbo in his unpeered wisdom had foreseen this exact event and spent the previous night taking a bath in errhine, thus he proceeded to sneeze so hard that his ensuing airborne particulates scared the bullets into a midair u-turn and sent them flying headlong back into the brains of the idiot moron dumbass fuckhead gendarmerie.

[Adamantium]

then they called in reinforcements to help them surrender the reinforcements helped them surrender and they surrendered too then the stoners pulled out their stoner guns and started firing weed from their guns getting the entire French police force all high at once

[TheMagicMushroomMan]

Damn those Frenchies really have some good shrooms, pass me another bag Francois, or I'll be forced to force you to force me to have my third mental abortion of the week!

[Sergeant_Mark_IV]

These damn French bastards are gonna pay for shooting up the temple.

[Adamantium]

jimbo vomited another dead uncle into his hands and thrown it directly into france which hit one of the french ancestors and made them so mad they teleported over to the dope temple and unstoned the stoners

[Kurogachii]

Tired about the constant vomiting, jesus himself came from the heavens to order the USSR launch a nuke on france, revived lenin just to kick him in the nuts for being an atheist prick, After seeing that jimbo promised to never vomit.

[Skeletonpatch]

The cat, who had been laying across Jimbo's shoulders since he left Bumfuck Nowhere, revealed more of her wisdom, "The world has been a mess ever since the French Police got jurisdiction in Siberia. To make things right again you must find the Holy Spliff of Mac Guff and place it in the Ceremonial Hookah. You must hurry, no one knows where in the world it is."

[Adamantium]

jimbo immediately replied by vomiting because he had ate too many skittles the other day. breaking Jesuses rules jesus comes back down and starts fighting them. then jimbo quietly said to himself "god damnit"

[Maggle]

Jimbo attempts to leave, but he goes out the wrong door and falls down a mountain into a septic tank.

[roadworx]

[ @The BMFG ):< ]

[Skeletonpatch]

[Somehow Jimbo's character has just become being filthy, disgusting and constantly vomiting. I'm here for it]

 

Jimbo sank to the bottom like a brick while the cat walked across the surface like Jesus, who was in the process of cannon balling into the tank himself.

[Maggle]

Jimbo swims to the surface of the septic tank to discover he is in a literal ocean of disgusting septic waste that stretches for miles into the horizon; He has somehow stumbled into the sewage dimension.