Bedtime Stories

Customizer · 21-03-2008

Ad-lib bedtime stories you can tell to other members. They must rhyme, but they don't have to make logical sense.

I usually create mine on IRC:

<Custom> Story time!

<Custom> There once was a little boy named Mike.
<Custom> He fished a lot, down by the pike.
<Custom> He fished all day, and fished all night.
<Custom> He did it to stay out of the house, out of parents' fights.
<Custom> He wanted peace, he wanted love.
<Custom> But little did he know there was a magical dove.
<Custom> One day, the boy saw the golden dove.
<Custom> He thought it was a gift, from the Heavens above.
<Custom> He said, "Dove, dove, make me happy."
<Custom> The dove responded by giving him a thick nappy.
<kevintje> O.o
<Custom> The little boy wore the nappy and called it his "play time."
<Custom> He stayed away from the house, padded in the daytime.
<Custom> But woe was little Mike, to know so much sorrow, that more nappies he needed to borrow.
<Custom> The next week came and he met the bird by the pike river.
<Custom> But this time he was met with a shake and a shiver.
<Custom> The dove burst into flame, it's light so bright.
<Custom> The little boy cried from all the fright.
<kevintje> noohooo

why must the dove die?

<Custom> Mike said to the now dead bird from the heavens above: "Won't you come back? I want and need something to love!"
<kevintje> *hmmmm, fried chicken *drewl* ... oops, this was supposed to be a toughts balloon*
<Custom> The little boy cried, cried and wept.
<Custom> He hardly got a wink, barely even slept.
<Custom> The next week both his parents died in a fire.
<Custom> He lost his home and got a job fixing tires.
<kevintje>

<Custom> "Woe is me, I am young and broke," said the boy.
<Custom> "I'll have to make a new friend, before I choke."
<Custom> Soon little Mike became big Mike, the man.
<Custom> After six weeks of hard work, he bought himself a van.
<Custom> On that van, a magical dove was painted on the side.
<Custom> It was all pimped out, his pride and joy in a sweet ride.
<Custom> Big Mike prayed to the painted bird and shouted into the sky: "Hey dove! It's me, the little boy, Mike!"
<Custom> The magical dove from the Heavens above came back to life and became his animal spirit friend, sailing him high as a kite.
<kevintje>

<Custom> Mike could now fly using his wings, padded in his nappy.
<Custom> For The loan-shark mafia killed him and stole his lappy.
<Custom> Blew up his van, they did.
<kevintje> O.O! :'(
<Custom> Mike got the most unfair life, dirt poor since he was a kid.
<Custom> Now Mike lives up in the Great Blue Haven.
<Custom> Now he is safe, moreso than the enemy ravens.
<kevintje>

<Custom> Those ravenous mafiosos thought Mike was a big joke.
<Custom> That was until they found out Mike was an undercover bloke.
<Custom> Soon the police broke the mafia and threw them in jail.
<Custom> When Mike died, all he could say was: Glory Halleujah, all hail!!"
<Custom> Now with a good life, Mike was finally happy as a dead man.
<Custom> It was thanks to him, the one-man dove band.
<kevintje>

<Custom> Justice was served, Mike lived a good life. He made it the best he could, despite ache and strife.
<Custom> Know in your heart that not all poor people are bad.
<Custom> Know in your heart that some are good lads.
<Custom> END.
<Custom> ^_^
<kevintje> yaay!

kevintje · 21-03-2008

^^

Target · 21-03-2008

eheh, I like it!!!

Kenshin Himura · 21-03-2008

Awww that's cute. ^^

babynaruto1 · 22-03-2008

It was an ok story, but I didn't like the fact that Mike and the Dove died .

I personally do not like stories that have deaths in them.

Sawaa · 22-03-2008

Ad libbing is a lost art D:

That was awesome.

Customizer · 23-03-2008

Please note that future stories will be posted in my forum blog. This thread is left to any members who can make rhyming stories.

Point Blanch · 23-03-2008

There once was a Point, wasn't droll
Who had some ice cream - just one bowl
He put on some crumbs
But felt kind of dumb
Took a bite, and wow, he was full!

Lukie · 23-03-2008

Whoa... I do ad-libbing all the time. Witty wordplay is my sense of humour. And I can write poetry fairly easily.

Writing haiku's can
be hard, just be sure not to
run out of syl... ****!

Also, a teacher once said the phrase, "A happy chappy in a crappy nappy" when talking reproductivity in sex-ed.

21-03-2008	#1 (permalink)
Customizer Regular Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: United States Age: 20 Posts: 227 Threads: 3 Gallery Uploads: 34 Blog Entries: 71 Reputation: 4	Bedtime Stories Ad-lib bedtime stories you can tell to other members. They must rhyme, but they don't have to make logical sense. I usually create mine on IRC: <Custom> Story time! <Custom> There once was a little boy named Mike. <Custom> He fished a lot, down by the pike. <Custom> He fished all day, and fished all night. <Custom> He did it to stay out of the house, out of parents' fights. <Custom> He wanted peace, he wanted love. <Custom> But little did he know there was a magical dove. <Custom> One day, the boy saw the golden dove. <Custom> He thought it was a gift, from the Heavens above. <Custom> He said, "Dove, dove, make me happy." <Custom> The dove responded by giving him a thick nappy. <kevintje> O.o <Custom> The little boy wore the nappy and called it his "play time." <Custom> He stayed away from the house, padded in the daytime. <Custom> But woe was little Mike, to know so much sorrow, that more nappies he needed to borrow. <Custom> The next week came and he met the bird by the pike river. <Custom> But this time he was met with a shake and a shiver. <Custom> The dove burst into flame, it's light so bright. <Custom> The little boy cried from all the fright. <kevintje> noohooo why must the dove die? <Custom> Mike said to the now dead bird from the heavens above: "Won't you come back? I want and need something to love!" <kevintje> hmmmm, fried chicken drewl* ... oops, this was supposed to be a toughts balloon* <Custom> The little boy cried, cried and wept. <Custom> He hardly got a wink, barely even slept. <Custom> The next week both his parents died in a fire. <Custom> He lost his home and got a job fixing tires. <kevintje> <Custom> "Woe is me, I am young and broke," said the boy. <Custom> "I'll have to make a new friend, before I choke." <Custom> Soon little Mike became big Mike, the man. <Custom> After six weeks of hard work, he bought himself a van. <Custom> On that van, a magical dove was painted on the side. <Custom> It was all pimped out, his pride and joy in a sweet ride. <Custom> Big Mike prayed to the painted bird and shouted into the sky: "Hey dove! It's me, the little boy, Mike!" <Custom> The magical dove from the Heavens above came back to life and became his animal spirit friend, sailing him high as a kite. <kevintje> <Custom> Mike could now fly using his wings, padded in his nappy. <Custom> For The loan-shark mafia killed him and stole his lappy. <Custom> Blew up his van, they did. <kevintje> O.O! :'( <Custom> Mike got the most unfair life, dirt poor since he was a kid. <Custom> Now Mike lives up in the Great Blue Haven. <Custom> Now he is safe, moreso than the enemy ravens. <kevintje> <Custom> Those ravenous mafiosos thought Mike was a big joke. <Custom> That was until they found out Mike was an undercover bloke. <Custom> Soon the police broke the mafia and threw them in jail. <Custom> When Mike died, all he could say was: Glory Halleujah, all hail!!" <Custom> Now with a good life, Mike was finally happy as a dead man. <Custom> It was thanks to him, the one-man dove band. <kevintje> <Custom> Justice was served, Mike lived a good life. He made it the best he could, despite ache and strife. <Custom> Know in your heart that not all poor people are bad. <Custom> Know in your heart that some are good lads. <Custom> END. <Custom> ^_^ <kevintje> yaay!

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21-03-2008	#2 (permalink)
kevintje Regular Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Belgium Age: 21 Posts: 288 Threads: 3 Gallery Uploads: 43 Wiki Edits: 8 Blog Entries: 7 Reputation: 2	^^

21-03-2008	#3 (permalink)
Target Deus ex Machina Historical Donor Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Italy Age: 20 Posts: 426 Threads: 46 Gallery Uploads: 25 Wiki Edits: 6 Blog Entries: 14	eheh, I like it!!!

21-03-2008	#4 (permalink)
Kenshin Himura Regular Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Brandon, FL Age: 17 Posts: 1,067 Threads: 50 Gallery Uploads: 9 Blog Entries: 13	Awww that's cute. ^^

22-03-2008	#5 (permalink)
babynaruto1 Moderated (rep) Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Fair Oaks, California, USA Age: 19 Posts: 179 Threads: 2 Reputation: -3	It was an ok story, but I didn't like the fact that Mike and the Dove died . I personally do not like stories that have deaths in them.

22-03-2008	#6 (permalink)
Sawaa Regular Historical Donor Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: South-east, Australia Age: 19 Posts: 385 Threads: 5 Blog Entries: 8	Ad libbing is a lost art D: That was awesome.

23-03-2008	#7 (permalink)
Customizer Regular Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: United States Age: 20 Posts: 227 Threads: 3 Gallery Uploads: 34 Blog Entries: 71 Reputation: 4	Please note that future stories will be posted in my forum blog. This thread is left to any members who can make rhyming stories.

23-03-2008	#8 (permalink)
Point Blanch Regular Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Arizona, USA Age: 16 Posts: 990 Threads: 22 Gallery Uploads: 1 Wiki Edits: 121 Blog Entries: 2	There once was a Point, wasn't droll Who had some ice cream - just one bowl He put on some crumbs But felt kind of dumb Took a bite, and wow, he was full!

23-03-2008	#9 (permalink)
Lukie Aysc.qm Historical Donor Staff Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Australia Age: 19 Posts: 2,100 Threads: 26 Gallery Uploads: 6 Wiki Edits: 148 Blog Entries: 36	Whoa... I do ad-libbing all the time. Witty wordplay is my sense of humour. And I can write poetry fairly easily. Writing haiku's can be hard, just be sure not to run out of syl... ****! Also, a teacher once said the phrase, "A happy chappy in a crappy nappy" when talking reproductivity in sex-ed.