The Vale A-B-C

Okay, the aim of this game is to create a sentence (that makes sense on its own) but each sentence has to follow the sequence of the alphabet.

For example:

A horse walked down the road.

Behind the tree, there was something lurking.

C-

D-

etc.

So... I shall start on the next post. But just to clarify, there is no reason why you should consider the poster above you in terms of sentences. Just the letter that began the word.

In other words.... I'm talking random people!!

And so, I shall begin:

Quietly the raindrops fell from the night sky.

"Riders are approaching my lord."

Sneakily slinking soundlessly from silent streets they slithered.

"Terrifying, absolutely terrifying alliterations..."

Using unique umbrellas, they came.

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

(sorry, i just had to.)

Akaron Corvus wrote:

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. (ect, all)

"What the hell was all that about?" he said, with a raised eyebrow.


( )

Xerxes The Great, rise and come forth, to smite thy foe!

"Yes.." came a whispered, disembodied voice.

Zealously, as the moon reached its zenith, a zebra, thusly named Xerxes the Not So Great, his name shortened to simply 'the Great' with time, zipped from beneath a zypress tree (a derivative of the cypress, but with not nearly as many 'c's), and stood next to a zeolite pile, as a zephyr stirred his mane (dyed blue with zaffre), quite the zaniest of zebras to be sure.

All the person knew as he watched the strange looking zebra walk by was that he was confused, very very confused.

Because it was the full moon, she didn't really have to worry.

Caffine! I need caffine! he cried.

"Die the final death, dhampir!" Akaron roared as he ran the sire through.

EEK!

Frak those fraking motherfrakers.

Greedily he goaded Gerald for more gum.

"Hmmm?" Henry heralded, humming hapilly.

Jealous, Janet stared at them joylessly jumping over the jackpot.

Killer worm slithered through the tunnels behind me, their toothless jaws gnashing.

(hmmm... maybe I should create an Illiteration thread?)

"Leaping Lizards!" Louis lamented loudly.

"Mary, Mary!" Michael moaned.