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Third time's a charm! Well, I've tried bringing over a game where people add to a story through drawings twice now, and since there's been some success in Boomy's "Speak in Doodles" with its looser narrative (before it died twenty or so times, that is), I thought I might give this game another go. Only this time, I've decided to switch forum sections, and see how it goes. In "Draw the Story," each person posts a drawing in any format (although I suppose using a computer program would be preferred since it's typically cleaner that way) to progress a story (or just series of sequences, whatever it turns into). People can drop in and out whenever they please, helping progress the "story" no matter how simple or complex and dark or comedic we decide for it to be. Do note that, just like with "Speak in Doodles," your art doesn't have to be anywhere near a masterpiece. We're all just having fun by posting doodles and such to try and craft an ongoing story that keeps ourselves entertained. Aside from that, make sure to not post anything profane and don't be offensive to any of the fellow users/artists. You're also free to post additional text with your drawings, if you'd like to make the scenario clearer and don't have any words in the drawing itself. (If you're confused about anything I forgot to cover, just ask.) So then, I'll go ahead and kick things off! ((Side Note: All drawings don't need to be in color, by the way. Also, feel free to "take turns" if you'd like, similar to how people do for the LBPC Chessboards. However, like with LBPC Chessboard, you can only reserve the next image for so long.)) http://i.imgur.com/sADBuHx.png Your story begins, stranger! Now where are you right now? .... Aha, that's right! You're falling. Very, very fast.

2014-01-21 02:04:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208

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http://i.imgur.com/he6uXLh.png You sit on the box, and it makes you float, while simultaneously burning your bum. Someone sees you.

2014-01-21 20:27:00 Author: Ryan86me Posts: 1909

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http://i.imgur.com/OeT2wGq.png Well, isn't this.. interesting.

2014-01-22 15:44:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208

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47607 http://www.lbpcentral.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=47607&d=1390424619 Before you can manage a loud and panicked inquiry--an inquiry characteristic of an individual falling at terminal velocity--the strange fellow interjects a rather staccato explanation: "Don't ask me," he starts. He goes on to tell of his mishaps, such as the difficulty he had experienced in attempting to open a small bag of salted pretzels. Just as your intrigue peaks, more specifically when he had finished talking about how his apparently non-existent fingers smelled of chicken ramen, he whips out a copy of Great Expectations and begins reading it upside-down. Also you're still falling over what appears to be a series of small islands. You hope it's Bali. You recall from the innermost recesses of your brain cavities the moment at which your co-worker Phil Dingletrophs mentioned the time he daringly pet a monkey, and how, shortly afterwards, it jumped off a nearby cliff with his favorite 49'ers hat. Oh, how you wish to pet a monkey. Also, there's a dog. The initial panic returned shortly and you resume screaming loudly.

2014-01-22 21:18:00 Author: Sackpapoi Posts: 1195

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http://i875.photobucket.com/albums/ab311/SR20DETDOG/draw-story-1_zps309c9f6e.jpg Suddenly there was complete silence. At an improbability factor of eight million, seven hundred and sixty-seven thousand, one hundred and twenty-eight to one against, you find yourself and your companion in some kind of space-craft. As for the burning box and dog, they have seemingly turned into a bowel of petunias and a very surprised looking whale.

2014-01-28 02:19:00 Author: SR20DETDOG Posts: 2431

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((Thanks for the fantastic pieces Sackpapoi/SR20, now I'm going to feel a bit shameful of what I add. xD But ah well, the game encourages lots of people's submissions. So you can add something done quickly and easily, something masterful like from the guys above, or something in between. Also, thank you for the Hitchhiker's reference, SR20.)) http://i.imgur.com/bUrXIY7.png Before you and your newly aqcuainted friend could get used to the sudden teleportation, and worse yet, the severe drop in art quality, your eyes quickly shifted to what might have been even more improbable than what had just seemingly occurred. Oh, and I think your friend's leg might be on fire.

2014-01-28 03:34:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208

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It's no problem, I just enjoy drawing and telling a story with others! I'm never really busy otherwise, hurhur. 47650 http://www.lbpcentral.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=47650&d=1391023953 "Tch, yet another unsuccessful transfer," the freakishly large sunflower with a face sighs. "So close, too. I'll never get that box at this rate." It turns to look at you, if only for a brief moment, and turns back around, apparently recording data with its gross, frothy tentacles. Strange. Very strange. This situation in particular is rather terrifying, as your childhood fear of talking sunflowers has been realized and combined with your very specific phobia of pink flamboyant octopi. You aren't sure what to do, as you haven't had quite enough time to take in your surroundings in the last few moments, so you decide to stand there for about six minutes. Your friend toddles about, obviously fascinated by his new surroundings, which he might soon reduce to a smoking heap of soot as he hops around on the flaming foot. You think about how you'll differentiate from that idiot, what with being identical and all. Probably coincidence. Finally, you ask the horrifying botanical beast how you got here. "Please," it starts, "I need what was in that box! Where did you put it?!" "Why are you asking questions?" You reply. "I'm the one who was just in, like, three places at once. Plus, I'm pretty sure it turned into a whale or something. I highly doubt you'll get your stuff back." It stares at you. "Because it's a whale," you add. "No! It's not that simple--that 'stuff' is irreplaceable!" the hell-flower shouts, and you jump because you don't want it to touch you with those neon-pink octopus-tubes. Before you can threaten to place a restraining order, the monstrosity returns to sulking over its data. Feeling somewhat responsible for its confused angst, you attempt to compliment it, telling it how much it looks like the baby in the sun from Tellytubbies. You eye your companion, hoping he doesn't burn the devil-flower to a crisp, rendering your brilliant pick-me-up useless. He seems occupied with the wall.

2014-01-29 20:14:00 Author: Sackpapoi Posts: 1195

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I want join next post :B http://i.imgur.com/NsbRpmh.png The talking magnoliophyta then walks towards the window, just in time to see the whale greeting the ground in a dramatic explosion. It turns towards our hero and frowns. - Someone has to go down there and recover it. Guess who?

2014-01-30 00:31:00 Author: gdn001 Posts: 5891

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http://i.imgur.com/SPbrux0.png Huh. It appears you've teleported, yet again, into an open field. Your head is on fire, and your friend is in the distance, standing below the source of a peculiar, Abrams style lens flare. Your mind drifts back to the whale... - There's got to be some way to get back to that whale.

2014-01-30 01:49:00 Author: Ryan86me Posts: 1909

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http://www.lbpcentral.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=47672&d=1391622690 Thinking of the whale maybe wasn't a good idea. It seems that this thought initiated the next teleportation. Now this teleport thing start to get annoying. You think, it's really necessary, that this powerful beeings who create this story should have better ideas. One teleportation, two teleportations, teleportations every day. You feel a little bit bored. Ok, what's this? Eh, a strange planet? A never seen dimension? Ouw, there's a kind of dragon. But....no! Noooooooooo! What is this??? Something gets completely wrong here!!! You realize that you share your body with the head of your friend. Bwaaaaaaaah! Look, there is the headless body of your friend. And you are falling again. What happens here. You think, the best emotion you can have now, is... PANIC!!! Woaaaaaaaaaaah! A this moment you think that another teleportation could be a good idea though. Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!

2014-02-05 18:49:00 Author: avundcv Posts: 2526

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http://i60.tinypic.com/10eg2uc.jpg The other figures head detaches and reattaches to its correct body. Suddenly a vast sea of clouds appears under you as you fall, you can make out what appears to be a kingdom.. (I like how everyone made doodles, then there's sackpapoi breakin out the fancy)

2014-02-07 08:51:00 Author: Bremnen Posts: 1800

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(Aw, sorry, I forgot that they were falling towards a kingdom! Otherwise I would've drawn it. Oh well. Imagination, I guess.) 47678 http://www.lbpcentral.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=47678&d=1391784709 "We are getting LITERALLY nowhere!" you shout to your friend, who, somewhere or when along the way, had received a dashing blue scarf and a top-hat. At least you can tell the difference, you wouldn't want somebody mistaking you for that tard. Wouldn't that be inconvenient? Despite the overbearing noise of the wind rushing past your (again, seemingly non-existent) ears, you notice a strange beeping noise coming from your pocket. You reach in and find a walkie-talkie, which seems too comically large to fit in your pocket in the first place. "STOP TELEPORTING!" you hear a familiar voice growl. You realize that it belongs to the nightmarish sunflower. "Uh, we'd love to," you retort, "but we just aren't quite used to space-time-defying means of transportation. Sorry." "Just get to the whale," the flower sighs. "We never agreed to that." "Did you ever have a choice?" "True," you give. "If we're going to be working together I should at least know your name." "Sunny." "I hate it. I'm just calling you Flower." "Whatever." While you're on the subject, you turn to your acquaintance and ask what his name is. He proceeds to do six flips and screams "ORVILLE ALONZO IRVINGSHIRE III". You'll just call him Orv, you guess. Or not. His name could change, you assume, since everything else seems to be changing right before your eyes. Or not. You don't know anymore. The shining kingdom below begins to become more clear. You are approaching the ground rather quickly. You sure as Sally hope that Flower magically teleports some sort of parachute or body of water or something. Gee. Sure is taking a while. Yeah. You begin regarding death as a legitimate possibility.

2014-02-07 15:09:00 Author: Sackpapoi Posts: 1195

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http://i.imgur.com/8pr5SeN.png You look over, only to see that EVIL little box right next to you again, taunting you like the dastardly piece of cardboard it must be. Before you can try nabbing whatever the heck's inside it, it parachutes upward, leaving you and your "friend" Orv behind as you fall down to whatever lies below.

2014-02-08 00:30:00 Author: Dragonvarsity Posts: 5208

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http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7428/12394483995_58eb9f38a6.jpg But then flying in, the bowl of petunias has managed to follow you through the wormholes, and in a similar way to Orv gaining a scarf has gained two beautiful gracious pigeon wings "QUICKLY! GRAB ON TO OUR TONGUES!" You stare and the licky tentacles while you continue to spiral earthward, unsure whether to grab the tongues or not...

2014-02-08 22:54:00 Author: flamingemu Posts: 1872

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Oops. Guess I'll have to make this fit somehow, lol: 47688 http://www.lbpcentral.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=47688&d=1391902424 Seeing no two ways around the situation, you resort to hitching a ride on the gross, salivating petunia-beast and swoop gracefully towards the kingdom, laden with shimmering red-tiled rooftops, dotted with buildings of varying heights. Smoke puffs from the little homes, and you begin to make out squares and lanes. You dash to and fro, between weather needles and other roofy-top things. Gee. Sure would stink a mess if you were impaled on one of those. You begin to slip, mostly due to the mass amounts of saliva coating the nasty tentacle thing, you deduce, and you plummet yet again towards the ground, with Orv tagging right along. Your trajectory homes in on a fancy, important and expensive-looking building with a domed roof. With a resounding crash, you drop through the roof, interrupting what seems to be a fancy and important meeting below. Looks like court. Boy, would that be a doozie. Like, if it actually did turn out to be a trial, and everybody saw you crash in through the ceiling, causing probably thousands of dollars of damage, and impeding upon royal and/or official matters. Yeah. That would reek, yo.

2014-02-08 23:48:00 Author: Sackpapoi Posts: 1195

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