Let's write a story

[fahadsadah]

I will start with a paragraph of a story (third person). Everyone will take it in turns to contribute their own paragraphs. Let's see how this turns out.

Bob was walking his gorilla, Mr Pugging, in the park, when Mr Pugging starts making a lot of noise and jumps into an open manhole. The sound of faint gorilla pawsteps can be heard. Bob gingerly climbed into the manhole to go after Mr Pugging.

[pmlxuser]

As he get to the twenty-third step he is suprised to find that what he thought was manhole is not a man hole at all but a secret passage that leads to several tunels. Its not the normal huge pipes that lie underneath cities but a well organised network of intergrated and advanced work.As he concentrate at the workmanship he find it hard to believe that in this worl there exist one capable of constructing such tunnels which look very futuristic. could it be the work of alliens? he ponders and wonders.

[sandysandy]

and he realizes it was his ubuntu console circa 2050 in virtual reality.

[pmlxuser]

How could this have happened when he was still in the year 2008 he wonders. He then seesMr Pugging, his golira. Dressed in a space suit and sitting in a centralroom that looks like a control roomwith very advanced Sudo Computers.

[lukjad007]

As he walks forward the room starts to shimmer. He feels that he is going to faint and tries to sit down. As he begins to look for a pace to sit he sees the floor start to disolve.

[fahadsadah]

He uncertainly touched Mr Pugging, but as Mr Pugging turned, punched Bob in the face, nearly knocking him out, and then proceeded to bind him with rope, Bob realised two things. The first was that this was real, not any futuristic virtual reality console.
The second was that activities such as putting on a spacesuit, typing on a computer, and tying a knot, required dexterity only humans possessed.

[Kabezon]

Therefore, Bob concluded that Mr Pugging was not a gorilla after all, but rather a selfish and stupid politician trying to take over the world in his hidden underground laboratory.

[lukjad007]

Slowly he turned his neck and looked at the dissolving floor. As is started to approach him he saw the Pugging man/gorilla/mad scientist start to run. Bob tried to run but couldn't because of the rope that had gotten tangled around his feet. with a strangled cry he began to fall deep into the yawning abyss, falling faster and faster. As he plummeted to what he was sure to be his death he saw a bright light from above. His decent gradually slowed and then began to reverse. as he floated to the top he saw a group of beings. They had pointy ears and seemed to be chanting something. As he strained to hear what they were saying he found that it was in some language that he had never heard. Since he was a linguist of some renown, this came as quite a shock to him. As he glided onto the now reforming floor, the tallest of these creatures stepped forward and spoke:
"Good evening Professor Johnson, we apologize for being late. When we received your call for help we came as fast as we could."
His thoughts blurred, he wondered what they were talking about since he had never heard of these people or sent out any please for help that he had not known would be needed.

[fahadsadah]

"You guys want to help me? Sure, but I ain't Prof Johnson. Name's Bob, and please can you take me back to the surface?", pleads Bob.
"Don't be so sure. Several millenia ago, you were one of us. Working against the evil forces of Professor Johnson and his crew of over fifteen thousand evil gorillas, including your pet. You were our leader, our rallying point. But then one of Johnson's cronies caught you, and tried to get information out of you. You revealed nothing, and thus, forty years ago, he gave up, replaced your elfin body with a human one, locked your mind in Johnson's vault, and released you into the wilderness you referred to as the surface. However, they cannot decode your mind, and one of these days, we hope to steal it back!", came the shocking reply.
"You just thought I was Professor Johnson. Why did you say you wanted to help me?"
As the elf ran for it, Bob chased after him, shouting as he went, "TRAITOR!"

[lukjad007]

With a reaction born of years of fighting that he had no recollection of, Bob charged forward and leaped onto the back of the rogue elf. Somehow an old memory came to him how elves were vulnerable around the ears. With a mighty cry he swung his fist ti the tender point beneath the ear, knocking out his opponent. He quickly searched the elf and found two scrolls, three keys and a sturdy smooth branch about as thick as his thumb and as long as his wrist to his elbow. The three keys were each unique. One was made out of bronze, and was quite large. The second, of silver, and it was about half the size of the bronze one. The last was about the size of his pinky finger. Just as he was about to leave, he saw three golden acorns on the elf's pocket. He quickly took them up and went in search of the exit. As he came to the manhole that he had come through, the floor begins to dissolve again. He just manages to grab the last rung before the floor under his feet dissolved. He climbed up and into the daylight, determined to get to the bottom of this. As he looked back, he noticed the the manhole was shrinking and had now in fact, disappeared. Looking at these scrolls, he vowed that he would decipher them and find his kin.