One sentence story

[Desert Fox]

This seems simple and boring at first, but I've played it before, and it can get very interesting. Basically, one person starts the story with one sentence. The next person to post must post only one sentence which continues from the previous one, and at the end we should have a very interesting story....so, if anyone actually understands what I just wrote, here's the first sentence:

In the dull orange glow of an October afternoon, a lone figure could be seen silohuetted against the horizon.

 

[ndicki]

In the dull orange glow of an October afternoon, a lone figure could be seen silohuetted against the horizon. If you had looked carefully into the glare of the sunset, you could have seen he had his head tucked under his arm.

 

[k9kiwi]

As any good Occifer should when at parade rest. Meanwhile the Sgt..

 

[cheddar cheese]

Started to touch the Officer in inappropriate places

 

[Matt308]

A flash of anger crossed the face of the Marine while stating "I will have you know my french friend, in the Corps that would not be tolerated."

 

[ndicki]

"Aha," replied the Frenchman, smarmily grinning, "But you were srown out of ze Marine Corpse in great dishonour, were you not?"

 

[Matt308]

"No, you pastry eating cheesepuff..", the Marine replied, "that's the Medal of Honor".

 

[the lancaster kicks ass]

and the Frenchman replied "what is zis Honour? i 'ave never 'eard of it before"

 

[Matt308]

Recognizing bad french, the worldly Marine, raises his boot toward the gay frenchmans face, "The honor is all yours."

 

[Soundbreaker Welch?]

But before he could kick the Rascals face, the Frenchman drew his sword and cut the Officers head clean off.

 

[Desert Fox]

A high pitched squeal echoed throughout the landscape, as the Frenchman turned to face the milkmaid, standing very seductively, behind him...

 

[ndicki]

And as she bent over to pick up the poor Officer's head, cut off for the second time that day, the Frenchman snickered to himself and

 

[Gnomey]

decided it was time for a glass of good Bordeaux to go with the

 

[Desert Fox]

vile, odourous cheese festering in his brest pocket.

 

[ndicki]

Pensively, he took off his beret and ran his hand back through his greasy black locks, creating a shower of grayish particles onto his shoulders; "Eef only ma baguette was not so flaccid and limp," he lamented quietly.

 

[lesofprimus]

And then, at that very moment, the Frenchman's head burst apart from the lightningbolt that fell straight from Valhallah...

 

[k9kiwi]

Which always happened when one of the Gods broke wind.

At the Bar the Corporal was drowning his sorrows with..

 

[ndicki]

an enemy prisoner and a large bucket of water. "I'll talk!" the POW gasped as the Corporal

 

[lesofprimus]

pulled a straw from his pocket and said,

 

[Matt308]

"Care to partake in some Coke? It's the only thing that keeps us Frenchmen from running away."