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The Exquisite Corpse
Being a horror story written cooperatively by attendees of The Day and Night Regency Ball, June 2006.
One of our party games for the Day and Night Regency Ball was The Exquisite Corpse, wherein a person writes a few lines of a story and passes it along to someone else who is only able to see the last line written, and must continue the story based on that line. It keeps going until you get a usually disjointed, often funny and in our case quite terrifying tale. This is what we wrote at that party:
Once, on a gloomy Autumn Day, storm clouds brooded like a flock of sheep over Madame Q's Manor. The Ravens were quite in force that Day, and their croaks were a piquant unnoise, suited to the scene. Dastardly sound amidst the broken shadows.
A sudden scream shatters the eerie silence--but from whence? No one can be seen. For the large stalking brute came charging down the Hall, gleefully chortling and shimmying with wild, untamed hips. Suddenly their innocent blonde leader felt icy fingers close around her slender neck. She tried to scream but was so frightened she was unable to make a sound.
Grabbing her wrist trying to pull his arm away suddenly a man entered the room. He points the 45 mil at his crotch. "You bess back off Jimmy Crackcorn!" He looked at the man with awe. "Such beautiful teeth to waste on such an ugly pipsqueak like you. Besides it's just Jimmy to you!" "Get away from me!" she yelped, as he pushed her on the floor. Jimmy Crackcorn laughed as the tiny ugly woman fell to the ground. "Badger badger mushroom snake!" he cried in delight. Then he danced the Charleston around her lifeless body.
Alissa the whore sexified the chick up so that she could have necrophilia sex. The corpse, however, refused to cooperate. He wouldn't get the order right. Then they realized they were trying to order food from a dead guy. One must first close their eyes and remember a thing or two. The gerbils the group encountered before decided to eat their faces. But luckily they grew back. If they hadn't no one would have seen their last sunset. It was a beautiful sunset. It looked like cheese. And it reeked of the most horrific onions! Then people died. The end of Humanity. Then locusts killed all of the cows. Many, many of the cows. | |