Libbey08 Posted August 27, 2005 Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 Okay, this is how this one works, (no one else was posting one so i thougth i would give it a shot) I will start it off with one sentence, then you write one sentence and then when we get way out of hand with this we can stop....lets see how it blooms What happened to Erik Part ONE As Erik Walked through the water after everyone had left, he relized he needed a new hiding place. -------------------------------- YOUR TURN!! Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Viva Glam Posted August 27, 2005 Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 But this hiding place must be able to inspire him now that his inspiration was gone. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted August 27, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 So he went off in search of very INSPIRING places, like underneath the Austrailian opera house, the Santa Fe Opera House, ect ect, NONE of them worked, he cried like a little school girl now. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Virgolady Posted August 27, 2005 Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 After drying his tears of frustration and woe, Erik felt more focused than ever; he knew exactly what he had to do. -------------------------------------- *passes the storytelling torch to another GAL* Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted August 27, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 He had to find a basement of a pretty girls house to live in. But whose? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Viva Glam Posted August 27, 2005 Report Share Posted August 27, 2005 Would it be a model, a common girl, anothee singer; or perhaps...a mongoose? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Virgolady Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 Being the intelligent, cautious sort of person that he was, Erik carefully weighed the pros and cons of each option; the mongoose could help with any vermin problems that his new home may have, but what if it tried to bite him with its pointy little teeth? ---------------------------------- ...who's next? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Perrin Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 Erik thought about living with another singer, but the last one just gave him endless problems. It's true they would have music in common, but what if the person was a horrible singer? He didn't have the heart to tutor anyone else, since his last pupil betrayed him. The biatch. No it would be best to stay away from singers, at least for a while. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted August 28, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 Then he sat and thought about the model, she seemed very worth it, no brains, pretty, and esily persuaded, she was the winner. So Erik set off to find the model of his dreams to haunt in her basement. (maybe he would get lucky *wink wink*) Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Viva Glam Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 This model, of course, couldn't be any other model. It had to be the perfect one, but what would be perfect for Erik? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted August 28, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 Erik sat and thought long and hard to himself what model would be perfect, he knew he had to pick a brain dead one cuz it would end up like last time, no sex. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
sofietje Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 So he finally choose for Paris Hilton also know as 'brain dead Hilton' and Erik knew that she wouldn't say no to sex. So he left to find the basement of Paris Hilton. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Viva Glam Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 But the problem was locating which one of her houses to check, and that damned pretty boy Paris Lastis was in the way. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Virgolady Posted August 28, 2005 Report Share Posted August 28, 2005 (edited) It was true that after the infamous hacking of Paris's T-Mobile International account, she was a much harder woman to find than he had anticipated. Getting Paris Latsis out of the way wouldn't be too hard; he still had plenty of rope left from his days at the Paris Opera House. So, he decided to enlist some help, and went in search of a private investigator to help him find his new roommate. Erik pulled out his dusty, rather outdated copy of the Yellow Pages, and spotted a large, impressive looking ad. It read: "Still haven't found what you're looking for? Allow me, Desiree' S. Nogg, to go to work for you. I faithfully promise I will not get off of your case until something comes up!" Hmmm...he thought, stroking his chin. She could be just the person to help me find Paris. But this book is so old, will she still be in business? Is this the right number? Edited August 28, 2005 by Virgolady Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted August 29, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 29, 2005 So Erik quickly dialed the number and a naisly voice on the other end said, "Welcome to SPY ON HER hotline please hold." "DAMN HOLDING" ERik hung up and tried again numerous times and finally got thru, "YES?? PARIS HILTON YOU WANT??" "How did you know," Erik said confused.. "Well you kept repeating it and hanging up.... like most do.." THey talked and then......... Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sarah Posted August 30, 2005 Report Share Posted August 30, 2005 the private investigator said "Big charge.... lotsa money. " Erik was really annoyed. Where was he going to get lots of money? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
sofietje Posted August 31, 2005 Report Share Posted August 31, 2005 So he took one of hir ropes with him and looked for a closed bank. He broke in and strangled the only guard and opened the vault. He took all the money and walked into the night. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
gerryrox Posted September 2, 2005 Report Share Posted September 2, 2005 he walked back to the PI's office and showed her the money. the sight of the cash in the bag didn't faze her a bit ...she'd seen it all by this point. she gladly counted out a VERY large amount and turned and put it in her wall safe. erik's fierce eyes glared at the back of her head. "greedy stage hore....hope she's worth every penny, or it's the punjab lasso for her " erik thought angrily. she turned back to erik, oblivious to his rage at her greediness, and asked "now what exactly is it that you want?" sorry, just had to participate. :bond: Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sarah Posted September 2, 2005 Report Share Posted September 2, 2005 "I want you to find Paris Hilton, you silly beatch"Erik said, and rolled his eyes. "What sort of private investigator are you, anyway??" He said. (Err, I know that's asking for trouble, but I just can't help it!) Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Virgolady Posted September 3, 2005 Report Share Posted September 3, 2005 (edited) Undaunted by his annoyance, she rolled her eyes right back at him. "Didn't you read my ad?" she asked him. Ignoring the glare Erik shot her way, she continued on. "In short, I'm a private investigator who's worth every penny. Mystery, deception, intrigue...to be perfectly honest, it fascinates me. It's not just about the money, this job, it's about solving the puzzle, finding the truth. I won't stop until I do. When a client hires me to investigate something, I'm every bit as anxious to solve the case as they are." Looking pointedly at his face, she countered, "And what sort of client are you, Erik? A man who wears a mask...what is it that you're hiding?" Edited September 3, 2005 by Virgolady Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Perrin Posted September 3, 2005 Report Share Posted September 3, 2005 "A really bad sunburn!" Erik snapped. "It's none of your business Madam. I'm hiring you to locate Paris Hilton." "Well that easy, the Paris Hilton is in Paris France" she replied sweetly. He really wanted to choke this woman, even more than he did Carlotta. "You try my patience!" "Geez don't get your panties up in a bunch. It's a joke, have you ever heard of one?" she asked. She glanced at his still stoic face. "I guess not" she mumbled under her breathe. She sat down behind her desk and grabbed a notebook and pen. "So tell me why do you want to find Paris Hilton?" Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Virgolady Posted September 3, 2005 Report Share Posted September 3, 2005 (edited) "I need a new place to live...an inspiring place, with a beautiful girl to serve as my muse...who will also be easily persuaded to...help me clean out my organ regularly." The private investigator's jaw dropped as she stared at him, shocked. "To do WHAT? Your organ, sir? What kind of man are you?" Trying in vain to keep his irritation below the surface, he snapped at her, "It's a pipe organ, woman, a pipe organ! It's what I make my Music of the Night on. If I don't keep it clean and in tune, it just sounds terrible. Pull your mind out of the gutter, you silly woman. Are you on the case or not?" ------------------------------------------------------ to be continued by another GAL... Edited September 3, 2005 by Virgolady Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Libbey08 Posted September 3, 2005 Author Report Share Posted September 3, 2005 The PI flipped her eligantly long blond hair and put on her rubiest red lipstick. "Well I can help you clean it until we find this Paris Hilton, Erik." Erik stared long and hard at her. "Umm okay, if you really want to i guess but i wont pay you extra.." "Oh no problem sir i just would be DELIGHTED to help you make the music of the night." She winked at him. Erik backed away slowly. But she cornered him and planted a big kiss on his lips. "Lets start finding this Paris Hilton now shall we," She said as her blouse accidentally unbottoned a button. She flipped her long blonde hair again and sat down in her chair and winked again at Erik. Erik stood in awe. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sarah Posted September 4, 2005 Report Share Posted September 4, 2005 What had suddenly come over this woman? Erik couldn't remember ever having this effect on a woman. That silly twerp Christine certainly didn't react like this. Erok growled as he remembered how she had chosen that long-haired fop over him. "Mmm, like it baby?" purred the PI as she stroked her hand over his well-muscled chest. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
gerryrox Posted September 4, 2005 Report Share Posted September 4, 2005 (edited) off topic for a sec: :roll: ..k, back to story. ------ Erik, in a state of shock, could only mumble "Not exactly what I had in mind..but, ok." ------ i had to say it, i couldn't resist LOL :bond: Edited September 4, 2005 by gerryrox Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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