Ink in My Veins discussion

There was something special inside that box. And he had decided to give it to her, not Jake. She was the winner. She had the powers.

It was made of soft velvet, and it was drawing me to it. Yet I could not open it, as that was against the rules of the Greater One

((sorry that's reallly cheesy))

(is this a role play?? it seems an awful lot like one and holly doesnt like those...)

((i dont think so. have you ever done a one word story? this is like a one line story. you make up a line as you go along and you usually end up with a really funny and random peice of writing. i once did one with my cousin and we ended up with a giant living in a shoe that ate cheese and leaves all day. talk about wierd.))

((ok, its just thats how roleplays usually work but with characters. I get it now!))

I smiled, as insanity flashed in my eyes. The power . . .oh the sheer power!

it hummed and whirred from the small box, like the call of a wingding bird ((:P))

Jake stood in my shadow, a dejected look on his face. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked again.

I looked at him and smiled, sorta, "Yea, im just fine..."

She turned away in irratation. Why did Jake have to follow her like that, asking uncomfortable questions. He just wanted the box . . .her box.

I stood there still, and with trembeling hands I held the stone which laid carelessly in that box. It was an odd shaped, brown rock with an unusual shine to it. It must have been some sort of mineral, or Erathly rock. Whatever it was, of one thing I was sure, it'd look ridiculously amazing around Jake's pale neck.

((wait... are we all writing together or are we writing separet things?))

((all together))

((why? this is exactly like a roleplay then. as holly doesnt like them neither do i))

((people arent exactly gettig the point of the exeresize and are making it too much like a RP. you are meant to just do random sentances leading from the last sentance to end up with a load of rubbish that dont make sense. a few people are getting it wrong..))

((exactly what BeccaBelle said guys, its not a roleplay, just a random story that we put together and we see what we come up with))

It would never be his. It was hers and only hers. She lifted the stone up and found that a small silver chain was attached to it. Cauitously she put around her neck and feeling of ultimate power flushed through her, air replaced the blood in her veins and she felt like she was flying. It was actually as good as they said it was supposed to be. It was better. And the look on Jake's face was the best.

She saw longing in his eyes, longing that made her want to laugh.

She could do anything to him. He was a mere mortal. She however, had become a pepperoni pizza ((im in a very random mood, if u feel like continuing the story in a serious way then ignore this comment and i'll delete it later))