Here's a simple game...it can be straight forward or funny. The first author starts off with a sentence. The next author adds another and so forth Every tenth entry or so, please summarize the previous inputs as a paragraph for ease of reading as we go along or keep quoting the entries.. ...I'll start. It's a WWII story naturally... The lights of Casablanca were perfectly mirrored by the cool, calm waters of the Atlantic.
James Callahan sat sipping his gin and tonic, absently watching the ocean waves lap at the nearby shore, and wondered if the Rebecca transmitters he had planted earlier that evening were still working fine.
As Callahan was hanging up the phone, his aide, Major Felsen, strode onto the patio, a look of dread on his face
The Vichy were declaring war on Germany for their indiscretion for it seems one insane U-boat commander truly hated the French.
Callahan himself stood still, watching in disbelief at the disarray and panic of the soldiers running by, he couldn't help but chuckle when one rushed out of the nearby barracks in his drawers, hopping on one foot while trying to place a boot on the other.
"This is a hellva way to run a war!" said Callahan while grabbing his gear and wincing at the last shell exploded very near the group's HQ.
OK, I would suggest that we write 3 to 5 sentences each turn to get the action headed in a somewhat coherent direction!
Tex, it looks quite coherently enjoyably entertainingly funny to me. Here's my installment to the thread. As suddenly as the shelling began, it stopped. "Why did the shelling stop?" Callahan wondered, fearing that events were about to grow from bad to worst.
"Felsen", Callahan bellowed. "Get your sorry butt down to the quay. See if you can find someone who knows about that ship."
Meanwhile in Germany, Adolf was writing a kinky letter to uncle Joe who was at that time trying to find out which one of his generals broke wind. Felsen had arrived at the quay when suddenly...
The unknown ship which had reached the dock dropped its ramp and unleashed a swarm of Half-Tracks! Luckily for the two men they had been standing behind a broken brick wall which had offered some cover, but the same cant be said for the nearby French soldiers who were torn to pieces by MG42s. This is getting fun
As the other French soldiers caught in the open were being mown down, Boudreaux and Thibadeaux hunkered down safely behind the wall, hoping the rapidly advancing half tracks don't see them....