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The last one to post wins part II

Discussion in 'The Games Room' started by Benchista, Jan 3, 2014.

  1. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    with the shocking result that not only did he then suffer from a dirty habit but he also (involuntarily) took up smoking. . . .Amen!
     
  2. RovingMike

    RovingMike Crucifixion's a doddle...

    As his eyes glowed in the dark, tiny horns became visible on the sides of his head and his feet and hands took on a cloven appearance, as a devilish grin spread across his face and .....
     
  3. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    . . . .he was revealed as the devilish incarnation of a well-known, self-made entrepeneur of televisual fame, before he raised a wrinkled, hairy, black-clawed hand which turned and pointed in the direction of his young diminutive, and cruelly hunchbacked apprentice, before he spoke in bitterly accusational tones, "Dwayne", he intoned, "You're fired!. . . ." (Exit, Stage Right)
     
  4. RovingMike

    RovingMike Crucifixion's a doddle...

    ....and two other snivelling wretches, who had successfully begged and blubbered to be spared the indignity, exited swiftly after to return to the lair from which they would sally forth for another opportunity to show their inadequacies before the condescending gaze of millions.
     
  5. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    Yet a fate even more humiliating and debilitating awaited their return into the light of day, for even as they sallied forth again the very next morning with renewed vigour and entrepreneurial self-belief and misplaced fervour towards the direction of Getrichkwickworld, a fate worse than death was already being prepared for them by the viciously scheming and malignly-inclined daughter of the Emperor Suga-Ming, namely Princess Brady of the Karen, whose unrelentingly pitiless and cruelly cynical death-ray stare turns even the most supremely convinced optimist into a quivering, snivelling surrender-monkey in a fraction of a trice. This time, for these two final contestants there could be no escape - the game was finally up...... . .
     
  6. RovingMike

    RovingMike Crucifixion's a doddle...

    ..and before they knew it they were signed for West Ham, as programme sellers on match days...
     
  7. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    . . . until like softly blown bubbles they wafted away on an upwards draft of Hammers' supporters hot air until, eventually they were caught in the jet-stream and lost forever in the ether.
     
  8. spinno

    spinno Well-Known Member

    But their memories live on
     
  9. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    yet even the draft, and furthermore, the draught eventually dispersed any suggestion of memory, and there the trail terminated in brutal exterminating finality.
     
  10. spinno

    spinno Well-Known Member

    not an atom nor any part of one remained
     
  11. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    et ad finem . . . . . .
     
  12. RovingMike

    RovingMike Crucifixion's a doddle...

    Sic transit gloria...
     
  13. Dorset_Mike

    Dorset_Mike Grumpy Old Fart

    and on a monday too
     
  14. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    It was actually a Wednesday but, out of common courtesy, nobody mentioned that senility causes mental confusion.
     
  15. spinno

    spinno Well-Known Member

    nobody mentioned that senility causes mental confusion
     
  16. Geren

    Geren Well-Known Member

    The voices were back again.
     
  17. RovingMike

    RovingMike Crucifixion's a doddle...

    Only echoing across the vast, unbounded, deep of chaos wild and unoriginal night
     
  18. spinno

    spinno Well-Known Member

    Pardon
     
  19. miked

    miked Well-Known Member

    His plea fell upon deaf ears. There was to be no pardon, just a swift removal to the execution chamber. He screamed in wild, abject terror and struggled furiously but fruitlessly as he was stripped naked, trussed in a fiendish device somewhat akin to a cats cradle, and lowered feet first inch by inch down into a hell-hole of a pit below towards a snarling tightly-circling pack of rabid, starving beasts with coal-black pitiless eyes awaiting his arrival with snarling, ravenous anticipation at the prospect of the freshly hung human form that was making its agonisingly slow, inevitable journey ever closer towards the ring of eager slavering jaws.
     
  20. spinno

    spinno Well-Known Member

    But trying to catch the writer's eye was nigh on impossible
     

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