The default setting in Q&As is "Recent". However, by clicking on "Popular", I came across this (the most popular thread ever on this forum, with 88 replies):
https://www.writersandartists.co.uk/question/view/192
It seems to have fizzled out some years ago, but I thought that I might revive the idea for a new generation of users on this forum.
NEW RULE: To prevent total hijacking, each entry may be a MAXIMUM of THREE (3) sentences!
Even when this thread disappears from the most recent page(s), please keep it in mind and return to it again and again. Let's see if we can write a novel-length work of beauty and originality! At least set a new record for thread length.
Obviously, styles will change. Genres may also do so. I will try my best to keep it from sliding into a Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter OR Twilight clone. (THAT's a gauntlet thrown down for some of you fanatics! This could be fun!)
p.s. If it's interesting, I'll ask others at La Gr@not@ if we can publish it. Prepare your CVs!!!
I'll begin:
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Aisha wiped the mud out of her eyes before plunging her head in the almost-freezing mountain stream.
"That Jon!" she muttered (filling her mouth with water, the rash girl), "He'll pay for this!"
Shaking her head caused myriad waterdrops to fly out from her long, red hair.
(to be continued...?)
They hadn’t gone 8m before Jon tripped over a pair of intertwined snakes (one of which [whom?] he and Aisha recognised as Amy, though they couldn’t place the other one).
But our readers will be eager to know what was happening to the inter-racial (though highly biased towards shorties with hairy feet) band upstream. After all, the Earth revolves around its Middle, and this disparate fellowship was engaged on the most important Quest in the history of Humanity, er, Interspeciality… or – at any rate – Hairyfootity.
“Wonderful Walt, but you are such a dope!” growled the grumpy dwarf to the one who had made that terrible faux pas. “A little more delicacy and we could have had an assistant for the pale chick.”
Meanwhile, back outside, Aisha was telling Jon that Jane was sure to show up sometime, “as if we could ever be RID of her,” and insisting that they should continue on their way.
Aisha went for the easiest and least sleazy option and left the cave to retrieve her clothes leaving Jon to smile politely at the dwarves and follow. A little investigation revealed Jane's unwilling disappearance, presenting the pair with a choice. To mount a rescue or continue on their original, pre-frog-zombie-kangaroo-dwarf adventure and whatever surprises and deceased authors it may bring.