Let's all make up a story. Just add t it doesn't matter how long it is or what you make happen, just make sure to leave an opening for the next person. I don't care if the story becomes during funny, serious, just make sure that its an actual story, give your part details and a plot, don't just say what's happening, use your imagination.

 

I'll start(obviously)

 

You just woke up from a fitful sleep, you keep having that nightmare. You walk downstairs and see no ones home, you try the tv and see that it doesn't work, same with all the other electronics. You go outside and your neighborhood has a creepy air about it, this all of this eeriely reminds you of your recent nightmare. Not knowing what to do with your day, thinking nothing of these events, you decide to visit your friend Molly.

*continue, feel free to add new characters if you want to.

Then justin bieber pops out and start dancing and abunch of fan girls rape him then I go to the movie and see gumi gumi takes my popcorn and runs

then ami takes the popcorn from gumi then we went to china.

After a rather long, roundabout way to Molly's house, you finally reach it and step up to the porch. Before you're able to ring the doorbell, however, Molly opens the door, as if she read your mind. She seems nervous.

 

She quickly invites you in. "I'm so glad you're here!" she says, sighing with relief. "Do you feel it, too? Please tell me it's not just me!"

 

This freaks you out a little. Is she talking about the same thing that was creeping you out just a few minutes ago? Nah, can't be.

then king kong smashes into molly's house

" Aren't there usually more people on the way here?" You ask Molly, she shrugs and says, "All I know is that my brothers and their friends were here, now they're gone but their car is still in the driveway," she takes a quick look outside," where is everyone?" As she pulls her head from the curtains, you get a glimpse outside, there's someone in her yard

After briefly surveying the damage done to Molly's house by King Kong, your attention goes back to the figure outside the window, which is much scarier in comparison. And anyway, Molly doesn't seem to take much notice of the fact that half her own house has just been smashed. "Who is that?" you ask.

 

"Who?" Molly responds. She goes back to the window to look. "I don't see anybody."

 

"Are you serious?" You turn to her in disbelief. "Right there, in your front yard!" But when you look again, the person isn't there. You take a step back and feel a cold hand gripping your shoulder. "Molly, what are you do--" you start to ask, but you see that she's standing right beside you, with her hands at her sides--obviously not touching you. You feel the color drain from your face.

 

"What are you talking about? You're scaring me, and I'm creeped out enough as it is right now," she says shakily.

 

You whip around to find out whether someone really is behind you, even if Molly can't see whoever it may be.

In a panic, you run forward, crashing into the mysterious person invisible to your friend. As you do, strange things keep happening, for when the make contact with this odd person, he bursts into a flock of crows. This time Molly is perfectly aware of the birds in her house, "What did you do?" She screams

 

"How do you see the birds but not that guy who was on your yard and then right behind me?" You yell back, as the last of the crows fallout away. There were so many crows they blocked yours and Molly's view of the place around you. You then notice that your not at Molly's half destroyed house any more.

Then you look up at the sky and see a shooting star.

You both are in awe as the shooting star passes over head, but Molly looks down and flinches, ay what she sees. You yourself look below you and notice that there's no floor. The two of you are standing on thin air, and appear to be several thousand feet above an ocean of some sort. Now its your turn to flinch, but you fear even the slightest movement, fearing that moving will undo whatever spell that's keeping you in the air, "What...do we do now?" You ask. "As if I actually know!" Molly snarls at you, "Maybe...maybe we could try to walk down?". "You mean like stairs? But what about when we get to the water? What then?". "Hey! You're the one who asked me what to do! Why don't you think of something!....."

 

Molly has a look of regret on her face, like she wants to take back what she said. How strange, she usually enjoys to give you a good scolding, and never acts this way

You're about to ask Molly if she's okay, but you decide against it. Of course she's not okay. Why would she be? And you're not exactly feeling okay, either.

 

You look down once more and vertigo almost overpowers you. You look back at Molly--the only image you can see that breaks the utter sameness of the dizzying and seemingly endless expanse. She seems to understand.

 

"Yeah, I've come to the conclusion that looking down isn't the best idea," she says, trying to sound light and playful, considering the circumstances.

 

Well, we can't just stand here forever, you think. You kneel down as low as you can, trying to look straight ahead. You bring your hands forward little by little, feeling for..."solid, invisible ground," because you can't think of what else to call it. After a few long, suspenseful seconds, you're on your hands and knees. You start to crawl forward slowly. It takes you about a minute to crawl a few yards. At least you and Molly don't seem to be at risk of unexpectedly falling off of this invisible floor anytime soon. You turn your head back toward Molly. "I guess the only thing we can do for now is walk."

 

Molly agrees to this, seeing that there's no better option. She looks around once again at the never-ending horizon. "How are we ever going to get out of here?" she mumbles, more to herself than to you.

 

Suddenly, a floating sensation comes over you--but not in a good way. It's the sensation you get whenever you're on an amusement park ride and you're about to drop.

You drop down with a sickening force, almost like its not just gravity pulling you down. You choose your eyes in fear of what's to come, and then, you feel something solid underneath you as you crash down into another invisible platform. "That hurt...but it's a lot better than what we thought would happen..." you say, pain searing through your body. "Something's wrong," Molly says, "I can't move...."

 

As if things couldn't get any, that mysterious man from Molly's house appeared before you

At first, you just look at him, shocked. You're too stunned and too afraid to do anything at the moment.

 

Molly snaps you back into reality. "What are you staring at?" she asks.

 

You sigh, knowing she won't believe you if you tell her the whole truth. You keep your eyes on the man. "Hopefully an answer to all our questions," you say to Molly. Then, addressing the figure, you demand, "Alright, what's going on here?!"

 

He only laughs in response as something materializes in his right hand.

It appears to be a small glass triangle. He drops it and, even though the platform you are on its invisible, the cracks produced by the small triangle are clearly visible. The platform shatters all together and yet again you and Molly are sent falling down, once again crashing into another invisible floor. " What did you just do?" Molly asks in irritated pain. " Like I know anything going on right now," you say just as irritated.

 

" Hey, we're pretty close to what looks like an island," you point out, " I think that if we drop in the water, we could finally get out of the air," Molly looks down, judging how high the drop really is. "I don't know if we should, I'm kinda tired of falling to my death," she replies. You look at her, she has the same face as when she snapped at you earlier, only now it seems to be more of concern rather than regret,"Its better than being up here where we don't know where the ground is," you tell her. She just looks at you, with her expression still out of character.

 

And so, after a one last drop and a short swim, they arrived at the island. "Maybe... we should... start a fire... out something..." you wheeze, out of breathe. "Umm... okay, but with what?" Molly asks. " I'm sure we can get somefire wood from that jungle there... which,i don't think was there before," low and behold,a jungle has suddenly appeared before the two of you.

 

"While I'm in there, maybe I should try and find something for us to eat or anything else useful,stay here," you suggest. "What! Wait, you can't just go in alone! Are you crazy?" Molly rants, she has majoring such a fuss, never was she one to whine. "We can't just sit here. If we both go, we'll both might get lost and that's not coming to help anything!" you rant back, "Why do you care what happens to mind all of the sudden? Why are you acting so weird? you're so unlike you today!" As you cool down, you see that Molly is yet another odd look on her face, " Molly..." you start.

 

"It's okay..." Molly interrupts, "I just... you..." she looks flustered and embarrassed, "I just don't wanna see you hurt, not just cuz your my friend, I like you more than just a friend, I guess is what I'm trying to say..." Molly blushes, and gives you a sly smile. Her wet hair, shining a coppery red, is plastered to get back, but you still find it very attractive, thinking about this only because she brought up the more-than-friends speech, you turn your head away with a sudden jolt, and nervously scratch the back of your head. You try to say some thing but it comes out as intelligible murmurs.

 

"Well don't we have a loving couple here," says a new voice.

You and Molly look around, trying to find the source of the voice. "Okay, please tell me you hear that," you say.

 

"Um, yeah, I hear it this time," Molly says nervously.

 

A new figure--a woman, by what you can tell--emerges from the jungle that appeared in front of you. She's dressed very similarly to the man from before, but a little more feminine--boots, long pants that flare slightly at the bottom, and trench coat that reaches her knees with a hood that conceals her eyes, all black.

 

"And you see her, right?" you ask Molly.

 

"Yeah...I guess you're not totally crazy after all."

 

"I bet you're wondering why your...girlfriend here couldn't see or hear my colleague," the woman says to you. She laughs. "I would tell you, but I just hate spoiling surprises. You'll find out soon enough."

 

"Alright," you say, "then would you mind telling us what we're doing here?"

 

"Sorry, can't tell you that, either. But here's what I will tell you: this jungle behind me is a good place to start finding answers. You'll need to navigate through it and reach my colleague, whom you're already familiar with. If you two are the right people for the job, you'll know the signs when you see them."

 

"Wait, what job? And what if we're not the right people?" Molly demands.

 

"Only one way to find out," she replies. She steps aside, gesturing towards the jungle.

 

You and Molly look at each other. You both know that the only way to go now is forward, so you start walking in the direction the woman is pointing.

 

"Ah, and one more thing," the woman says, "this jungle can be a particularly tricky one. It may not even look like a jungle at some points. Let's just say that I wouldn't get separated from each other if I were you two. Not that you would, anyway, since you're obviously inseparable now." With this last sentence she says, her tone drips with mocking and sarcasm.

 

You awkwardly take Molly's hand and turn your back on the woman, walking into the jungle.

As the two of toy trek through the odd jungle, you can't help but feel the awkwardness pick at the back of your mind. Molly has feelings for you? You honestly don't know how to react, is not that you don't feel the same way, you just don't know how you would feel. Molly never hinted towards any of this. And now, holding her hand after you mumbled like an idiot as a response to her confession, it's like you holding hands with awkward itself. "Uuhh, are you okay?" Molly asks, breaking your train of thought. "Huh? Oh, yeah, umm..." your lost for words, you want to say something to her about what she said, but words have abandoned you for the time being. "It's okay if you don't feel the sam-", you interrupt her, "Stop. Is not that I don't feel the same way, is more I don't know how I feel about this yet," you both stare at your hands, the fingers interlocking, the telling of her palm in yours, "To be honest,I didn't even know about this in the slightest," she looks sad, "Molly..." you try again, but she cuts you off again

"I just..." she continues, "this morning, when everybody had disappeared, the person I was most concerned about was...you. In fact, I was just about to go over to your house to see if you were there whenever you showed up at my house. I know it sounds weird, but everything that's happened since this morning made me realize that..." Her voice wavers and she swallows, her grip on your hand tightening ever-so-slightly. Then she looks you directly in the eye. "I can't lose you."

 

You both stop and hold each other's gaze for a few seconds.

 

Molly lets go of your hand and looks away sheepishly. "So...why did you take my hand back there? I mean, you know, if you're not sure how you feel about this yet?"

 

You deliberate for a moment. "I don't know," you finally say. "I guess it was just instinct. Even though I don't know how to feel about about a..." It's hard for you to get the word out. "A, um, romantic relationship, I still care about you. I guess I was feeling protective of you. Plus, I wanted to show that psycho lady that I wasn't about to let us get separated, couple or not." You're looking at the ground now. The way you said all that just now sounded really stupid, and Molly probably thinks so, too.

You don't know what else to say, you want to say more, something that won't sound stupid. "Maybe we should keep going," Molly says, pointing ahead. You agree with her, but not before remembering how her hand felt, her palm in your palm. You want to reach for her hand again, but you don't, deterred by how much of an idiot you sounded earlier.

 

As you reach a clearing, the two of you feel a rush of relief, but that feeling was flushed out with disappointment, as the hooded lady and her silent companion were there waiting for you two. With an applause, she whispered something to her colleague, but you were too far away to hear them. As you got closer, the hooded lady addresses you, "Well congratulations! You guys got here a lot faster than we thought, but even so, we've fallen behind schedule, so..." she gestures to her companion.

 

The man picks something out of his coat, but before you can get a good look at it, it's flung towards you. With reflexes you didn't know you had, you snatch the object out of the air. It was a thin cylinder, like a handle. On the top was a thin triangle, medium in length, but not sharp, in fact the tip was rounded. "What's this?" you ask, but you gain no response. You take notice of a small divet near the base of the handle. Your examine it and press your thumb into it. Suddenly, the tip shines and the light appears to shatter, the flash use blinded you for a second, and once you could see again, the short tip had become a shaft of light, resembling a blade, "Whoa, but wait, what's this even f-AAGGGGGGHH!" The man had sudden charged towards you, with his own dagger of light, the blades lock together, saving you from certain death."Be quicker..." he whispers, the first words you've heard him speak.

 

Her had obviously used one of these things before, he strikes at you with experienced swiftness and agility. Not wanting to die, you strike back, matching his attacks with yours perfectly.

 

Your blades lock together again, you push back with all your might. As you stand your ground, you realize something, it dawns on you that you've never been in a fight in your life! You've never even held a knife before, yet here he is fighting with one, "Wait a second! How am I doing all this?" You scream

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The man smirks. “You’ve always had it in you. You just needed to be given an opportunity to discover it,” the woman says. The man jumps back a little and swings at you again, but you dodge this attack. “And you’ll even be given an opportunity to use it further down the road for more than just defending yourself against Locke here.”

 

Locke, huh? Well, anyway, you’ve got newly discovered, awesome powers, so might as well try a bluff. “Defending myself?” you scoff. “I’ll finish this guy off if you don’t tell me what’s going on!”

 

Locke comes at you a few more times, and you successfully dodge or block his attacks in the nick of time. Suddenly, his attention appears to be completely off of you, and he charges at Molly, his dagger aimed directly at her heart. “No!” you scream, and immediately the shaft of light in your hand extends into a long beam that reaches towards Locke. But before it hits him, a barrier, hardly visible, stretches right in front of your beam, protecting him. The psycho lady put it up. Fortunately, though, he stops just before he reaches Molly. She was literally within inches of her life. The color is drained from her face, and she stares at you, scared beyond reason.

 

“Don’t you ever touch her!” you shout. Locke puts his dagger away looking satisfied, and the woman laughs.

 

“We just needed to give you a little extra incentive. Another couple of training sessions, and you’re fully qualified! Oh, and keep protecting little Molly!”

 

“Hey, I’m not done!” But before you know it, the two have vanished into thin air, right before your eyes. You turn to Molly. “Hey, are you okay? You weren’t hurt at all, were you?”

Before Molly said anything a boy with black hair came.He had a brown and white shirt on and he was holding a keyblade

"Who are you? And what is that thing you're holding?" you ask. "Please tell me you've got some real answers for us."

"My name is none of your bees wax" The boy said.He walked towards Molly."Who are you.?"

Molly looks at you, then looks back at the newcomer and says, “I’ll tell you my name if you tell me yours. My...friend here is not the only one who wants answers.”

"Fine."The boy said."I'm....Justin happy? Now who are you both?!"

" My names Molly, and this-" starts introducing you, but you stop her, " No,i never said I'd tell you my name," you don't think you can trust this guy, his attitude sets you off, and he's eyeing Molly in a way you don't like.You give him a cold glare, but he shrugs it off and turns his attention to Molly,"Is he always like this," he asks, being too close to her for your liking. Molly slowly walks away from him, " I'm sure you'll get used to him," she says slowly. Justin shrugs again, stares at you judgingly, and sets a hand on Molly's shoulder, which snaps yourlast nerve

“Hey, hands off of her! Show some respect!” you demand. “You don’t even know her!”

 

Justin snickers and puts his hands up in a mock-surrendering gesture. “Alright, alright,” he says. “What, are you afraid she’ll fall for my superior looks and charm?”

 

You lunge at the cocky jerk to punch him, but he points that stupid key thing at you, and you stop in your tracks. As dumb as that thing may look, you’d rather not find out what happens if he hits you with it. “In answer to your other question,” he says, “this ‘thing’ is called a Keyblade. It’s quite powerful, actually.”

 

“Okay...so why are you here with that...Keyblade?” you ask, still angry.

 

He shrugs. “I ended up here by accident. I’ve been exploring other worlds in my Gummi Ship, and it crash-landed here. I can’t get it to start again.”

 

You and Molly look at each other, mystified. Gummi Ship?

“Well, please tell me that Keyblade thing is for more than just pathetic attempts to pick up random girls,” Molly says.

 

You try not to smile, some of your confidence restored.

 

“Ouch,” Justin says sarcastically, dramatically placing his hand over his heart. “Don’t worry, sweet thing, you’ll see soon enough that I’m so much better for you.”

 

Molly rolls her eyes.

 

“So what can that thing do?” you ask, changing the subject so that you’re not urged to try and kill this guy with your new-found power.

 

“What can it do?” Justin echos. He swings his weapon at a nearby tree, and it snaps, not quite breaking completely, but falling to the jungle floor.