Three Word Story Game

[RetroGameView]

ooc: you might want that vid in post 1 as well.

That's a good idea.

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like

 

[Scott DeWar]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon.

 

[MarkB]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called,

 

[Scott DeWar]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!"

 

[RetroGameView]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly

 

[Scott DeWar]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly trotted faster to

 

[RetroGameView]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly trotted faster to more speedily retrieve

 

[trappedslider]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly trotted faster to more speedily retrieve the yummy Bacon.

 

[sabrinathecat]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly trotted faster to more speedily retrieve the yummy Bacon. On the trotter,

 

[RetroGameView]

In the forest where the dragons exiled our ancestors, lay in wait a raven, murder on his mind. On bodies feeding, small rodents, waiting for a mushroom. The raven's name is John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmidt. The magic mushroom no longer grows; instead it walks.

John Raven pondered: The meaning of life. "It is pointless to live without the cheddar cheese." His feathers glowed. While flying north, he came upon that very mushroom in an ardent field of grain in ponderous stride.

Finally, his revenge tasted much like good tasting bacon. "Mushroom!" he called, "Need more Bacon!" The mushroom quickly trotted faster to more speedily retrieve the yummy Bacon. On the trotter, the bacon vigorously