LOL!!! Finally, a TRUE happy ending!!!

that your ending? "and then he go laid...giggity giggity giggity goo, all right"?

Mark started examining the walls of the pit, hoping to find a way to escape before his captor returned, but found nothing.
Suddenly, a faint voice exclaimed: "Perhaps I can be of assistance - I am as much a prisoner as you, and enjoy it no more".
"My gods" thought Mark, "the golden feather-fox can talk!"

Card used: This item can talk

Quebbster's ending is accepted.

That makes it AlienFlanders' turn.

"Over here, Stupid! everybody knows feather-foxes speak with a spanish accent" the voice came from the darkest part of the pit, Mark
approached carefully and slowly discerned a cage containing a hunched figure, it looked rather bedraggled and no real threat, apart from the hob nailed boots it wore, as he worked to lever the cage door open using his trusty dagger he explained about King Teddy's decree and the Queen's assistance, finally free the creature hopped out and stretched, now in the light Mark could see that he had freed a Fairy.
"My name is Gwendoline, the dwellers trapped me here some time ago, and I see you have a mirror, pretty enough given to you perhaps by a Queen?"
Mark nodded cautiously, holding the mirror tightly and gripping his dagger,
"No need for that yet, if we fight, the scent of blood will send the golden feather-fox into a frenzy and the dwellers will come to investigate" Gwendoline said "There is a back way into the cave and I have a need to kick some dweller butt, and I know where the manuscript containing the joke is, if the King reads it himself, he might survive if I help you, you can help me to get a particular crystal for me from the dwellers, out of the cave into the moonlight."
She motioned him to an alcove and pointed at a hole in the wall, mirror sized, Mark fitted the mirror into place and the pit wall cracked, Gwendoline slipped into the gap and pushed the now door further open, Mark watched as the fairy picked up some armour and a sword from an niche in the tunnel wall, he then recovered the mirror and followed her
down the tunnel.
After walking some time Gwendoline motioned Mark forward, "Here we are at the cave of the Deep Dwellers, remember that the main gate is down, you are looking for a red and black sealed manuscript for King, and a Blue crystal for me, got that?" Gwendoline instructed and after Mark's nod of understanding leapt through the opening into the cave with a ear splitting rebel yell that echoed and re-echoed off the walls.

Sorry, AF, the rules say only five sentences per entry. I will continue to be forgiving with run-on sentences to an extent, but you would have had at least six sentences in your first paragraph alone if you hadn't substituted commas for periods. It's too much to ignore--I gotta reject the entry.

So AlienFlanders loses his turn and must still use his remaining item up on his next turn.

Quebbster's last entry is still the official point where the story left off:

Mark started examining the walls of the pit, hoping to find a way to escape before his captor returned, but found nothing.
Suddenly, a faint voice exclaimed: "Perhaps I can be of assistance - I am as much a prisoner as you, and enjoy it no more".
"My gods" thought Mark, "the golden feather-fox can talk!"

It is now BoyBlunder's turn.

can you clarify what we are counting as sentences? ie if you have someone speaking, does each sentence in there count as a single sentence, or are we counting that as each individual sentence? thanks in advance

Just follow the rules of common grammar for the most part. A sentence "typically expresses an independent statement, question, request, command, etc."


As I said, I'll allow some run-on sentences (adding commas and "and" a little more often than clear grammar might otherwise allow}, but just don't overdue it.

Wow. Spoken like a true librarian. Conan the Librarian, that is!

Fine, I won't overdoit and will instead wait for me turn!!!

ok, thanks i was very careful on that last time XD, can always just use semicolons >.> they're like a period, but not...

The voice grew considerably louder, and considerably more rude, shouting "No stupid, everybody knows golden feather-foxes speak with a spanish accent, and if you have a ####ing magic mirror, at some point it is going to speak. Now, I can rescue you from this pit, but I can't go with, so you better ####ing find some way to get me back, because you arn't going to ####ing find the ####ing entrance to the ####ing dwelling of the ####ing Deep Dwellers without me!" As a bright light eminated from the mirror, Mark the Minimalist vanished, and reapeared at the edge of the pit, minus one magic mirror, but plus one golden feather-fox. Spotting a cottage, Mark the Minimalist proved how short his memory was, saying to himself "Hey, maybe whoever lives in that cottage can help me retrieve my magic mirror!" The golden feather-fox muttered some generic and stereotypical latin phrases, but otherwise didn't offer anything interesting to the story.

Object used: Rescue

TheBoyBlunder's entry is accepted.

That makes it Raiserb1ade's turn, who still has both his original items. He must use one of them for his chapter.

Chapter 1:
Once upon a time, long, long ago in a far away land, across the ocean, over the hills and valleys, one days journey across the desert, underneath upper, middle, and lower earth, and two left turns to the right of Transylvania, there lived a King by the name of Theodore Reywashkadoom the Third. “King Teddy”, as he was known to his family and friends, lived an average castle in the middle of an average kingdom on the top of an average age-old Mountain. But for how average the King’s life was, he was not a happy man.

“King Teddy is not happy!” He would often say, as like all Kings, Teddy liked to hear his name said and thus would always speak in the third person in order to hear it more often.

Chapter 2:
"And when the King is not happy, his subjects cannot be happy either!" exclaimed King Teddy. "From this day forth, laughter and merriment shall be against the law, and those found breaking the law will be imprisoned in the Cave of Despair, for faithlessness against their rightful sovereign!"
Heralds were immediately sent out to make the proclamation, and from that day forth the kingdom was a place without laughs and merriment.

Chapter 3:
The Cave of Despair was slowly turning into the jolliest place in the Kingdom, as Jesters, Clowns and Comedians were the first imprisoned, they had Joke-offs every night, and despite the ooze that seeped from the walls and general gloom and the regular beatings handed out by the guards, nothing could stop them as their audiences grew from the commoners and foreigners that kept being arrested and imprisoned there.
Nobody knew who or what the Guards were, most people guessed they were enchanted armour, they marched out of the high windowed Palace barracks, they stood completely still on duty but could move like lightning, and their voices had a slightly mechanical sound. No one noticed during one of the more brutal beatings handed out by the Palace Guard, one of the Guard picked up a bundle of notes dropped by one of the Comedians.
Word of the Joke-offs leaked back to the castle but the newly appointed First Minister (replacing the older, unluckily named Frederick Unwin Neville the Younger, who had an unfortunate habit of spontaneously laughing at inopportune moments), refused to let the news get to the King. He desperately wanted to know what was making the King unhappy, but was too afraid to ask.

Chapter 4:
The new First Minister decided to send someone to ask King Teddy what was wrong. He sent Mark The Minimalist. Mark the Minimalist was an orphan. He would not be missed should the king decide to punish his insolence. Mark the Minimalist asked the king what was wrong.

Chapter 5:
"What is wrong?!??" retorted the unhappy monarch when the question was posed to him in a hushed and fearful tone. "King Teddy is not happy because of what it says in the manuscript of Kharambolas. Surely, Mark the Minimalist, you must have heard of the prophecy that that dastardly old man spoke unto the realm. King Teddy's average life will end when he hears a joke that will make him laugh until his heart explodes. If you would lift the grim threat of Kharambolas' prophecy from this land, Mark the Minimalist, go forth and find a way to ensure that it does not come to pass."

Chapter 6:
Mark the Minimalist was sorely confused, for he had never heard of any such prophecy, so he decided to go back to the First Minister for advice. On his way to the Minister’s chambers, he met Queen Charlotte and her twin daughters Elsbeth and Marcella. “Well met, your majesty,” said Mark the Minimalist, “and perhaps you can help me, for I have just been speaking with your husband, the king, and I know not the prophecy of which he speaks.” “What misery it has brought upon our family, what pain and sorrow when little girls are not allowed to laugh and giggle with joy,” replied the Queen. “I know I be but an ignorant orphan, but I would like to help if I may,” said Mark the Minimalist.

Chapter 7:
Queen Charlotte sized up Mark the Minimalist with a glance, then produced a small mirror from the folds of her gown. Pressing the mirror into Mark's hands, she said, "According to legend, the power of Kharambolas's prophecy is sustained by the belief of his hidden followers, the Deep Dwellers. If the Deep Dwellers were vanquished, the belief in the prophecy would fade, as would it's power. The cave of the Deep Dwellers is concealed in the Dagger Mountains, and the cave entrance can only be seen in this mirror!" Mark solemnly took the mirror, wondering exactly how he would help his King and Queen.

Chapter 8:
*Unsure what to think of this strange fate that destiny, and the queen, had seen fit to thrust upon him, Mark the Minimalist made his way back to the first First Minister and informed him of what he had learned.
Equally befuddled by this new information, the First Minister quickly decided that Mark would have no choice but to carry out the request of the Queen so he handed him a horse, a map of the path to the Dagger Mountains and sent the unfortunate orphan on his way before he had a chance to object.
The road through the wilderness to the distant mountains was long perilous indeed, but fortune favoured Mark the Minimalist, and after many days and nights of reckless riding he finally reached the forlorn and jagged peaks of the Dagger Mountains.
Dismounting his horse, Mark unpacked the magic mirror the queen had granted him and began the difficult trek up a small path, all the while looking at every cliff face through his mirror in search of the legendary cave.
His search, however, came to a sudden stop when he almost blundered straight into what appeared at first to be merely a boulder, but which at closer examination turned out to be a large, ancient gravestone covered in intricate writings that someone had seen fit to place in the middle of the mountain path!*

Chapter 9:
*Mark the Minimalist squinted closely at the writing on the gravestone, trying hard to make out what was written on it. "Here lies Joel the Maximalist, fallen in battle against the Deep Dwellers. Beware the cottage." Mark read aloud. Turning the mirror slightly in his hand, the sky begins to darken as the sun sets.*

Chapter 10:
Looking for a place to take shelter for the night, Mark the Minimalist looked for any indents in the mountain wherein he could sleep for the night. As he did so, he came across a very, very rare golden feather-fox, trapped and trying to escape from a patch of vines. Remembering that such creatures were insanely lucky, he approached the fox in order to help it get free. However, as he reached the animal, he fell through the ground into a pit, dug in a half-circle around the golden feather-fox. Seeing his predicament, Mark realized that he had fallen into a trap, of which the golden feather-fox was simply bait.

Chapter 11:
Mark started examining the walls of the pit, hoping to find a way to escape before his captor returned, but found nothing.
Suddenly, a faint voice exclaimed: "Perhaps I can be of assistance - I am as much a prisoner as you, and enjoy it no more".
"My gods" thought Mark, "the golden feather-fox can talk!"

Chapter 12:
The voice grew considerably louder, and considerably more rude, shouting "No stupid, everybody knows golden feather-foxes speak with a spanish accent, and if you have a ####ing magic mirror, at some point it is going to speak. Now, I can rescue you from this pit, but I can't go with, so you better ####ing find some way to get me back, because you arn't going to ####ing find the ####ing entrance to the ####ing dwelling of the ####ing Deep Dwellers without me!" As a bright light eminated from the mirror, Mark the Minimalist vanished, and reapeared at the edge of the pit, minus one magic mirror, but plus one golden feather-fox. Spotting a cottage, Mark the Minimalist proved how short his memory was, saying to himself "Hey, maybe whoever lives in that cottage can help me retrieve my magic mirror!" The golden feather-fox muttered some generic and stereotypical latin phrases, but otherwise didn't offer anything interesting to the story.

As he stepped into the cottage Mark couldn't help but notice a very equine figure staring at him. "You're a horse!" mark exclaimed. "Of course i'm a horse," said the horse, "the name is Edmond Reginald Smithe the III pleased to make your aquaintance." "Can I just call you Mr- "Oh don't worry all my friends call me Reggie", interjected Reggie.

This entry is accepted. It's charlesx' turn.


Remember to keep track of the growing cast of characters. Mark is building up quite a following in his quest to defeat the Deep Dwellers. He's got the foul-mouthed magic mirror, the spanich-accented golden feather-fox, and now the talking horse Reggie.

I hope Mark's non-talking horse does battle with Reggie the non-non-talking horse.