Write a Sentence

Ever played this as a kid?
I'll write a sentence, and each poster writes a sentence afterwards with the intention of making a fluid story.

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Michael was a young man in New York trying to find his way in the world of Journalism.

 

He was from a small town in Kansas and was initially overwhelmed by the city.

 

However, he was resolved to get to know the city and make it his own.

 

But the city, which was vastly populated by ghosts and ghouls, was not his own.

 

Michael realized nobody would know how to use his secret machine, unless he taught them.

 

He was told that this ws a time machine, and that he needed to find his way back.

 

He asked every one that walked past him for a donation to help him buy a computer to assist his best way of getting his journalism career off to a great start.

 

Finding his own ideas cursory, Michael thought to take the works of his favourite author to publish before his birth, only to find that the time machine only threw him further in time, into the future.

 

Or into the past, as the case may be. Michael pushed the green buttons to go into the year 3000 of our times. He took his notes to write down his impressions.

 

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And the time machine was in the year 3000 before Michael could blink his eyes.

 

The first thing he noted upon arrival was the almost overwhelming silence.

 

Michael ran into Marty McFly and Doctor Who who were trying to get back to the year 2999 to stop the end of the world.

 

But, he could not find Dr. Who, as he only saw little alien beings milling about.

 

"All is lost" he cried, but then he caught sight of his reflection in a nearby mirror.

 

He almost didn't recognize himself, as his skin had changed to a color green and is eyes looked like dark holes in the time space of his face.

 

His body skin began to itch, he remembered a good spray he had for that, but he would have to return to 2014 to get it. It'll pass he thought.

 

Unfortunately, he ended up feeling too overwhelmed by itchiness to be able to do anything except sleep, go on Hipforums and eat McDonalds.

 

He decided, Mcdonalds was more than he could stand, those awfull flat greecy burgers, would almost certainly make him feel ill, they usually did! So he opted for chicken, he knew he would feel far better now he had decided, KFC it is then...

 

But Michael knew he also needed a chili dog the size of his head from Happy Hound and a matching basket of fries.