Create-a-story, with a twist

[ThomasIsUnderrated]

How the game works: Each person adds a sentence to the story. Copy and paste the text of the story created thus far, and then add your sentence.

The twist: Each sentence must contain a mathematical term. The term doesn't have to be used in the mathematical sense, so let's get creative.


Let's begin:

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude.

[HomeschoolrsRUs]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June.

[TechnoPrincess]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day.

[nene]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially.

[UhUhNoWay]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially.Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do.

[DoctorDoom]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill.


Edited - missed the math term. Sheesh!

[Teenager]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second.<!-- / message --><!-- sig -->

[Pendragon_6]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

[DoctorDoom]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!"

[Teenager]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb.

[Logic]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...

[ThomasMore]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.




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[Logic]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

[nene]

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

[Logic]

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...

[Pendragon_6]

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

[HomeschoolrsRUs]

http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_19v.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS)( Pssssst. Y'all are forgeting the mathematical references in your additions to the story: The twist: Each sentence must contain a mathematical term.)

[Logic]

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest... rest room. Then he did math.

[ThomasMore]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

... rest room. Then he did math.

With a start, Waldo awoke and thought, "How awful! How could Michael Jackson, and George Bush with a rocket launcher become integrated into my dreams?"

[ThomasMore]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

... rest room. Then he did math.

With a start, Waldo awoke and thought, "How awful! How could Michael Jackson, and George Bush with a rocket launcher become integrated into my dreams?"

As melancholy settled once again over Waldo like a heavy blanket, he resolved (like e.e. cummings and k.d. lang before) to refer to himself in the lower case: from now on he would write about himself with a simple "i". It also suited his mood that, if he squared his "i", the result was still less than zero.

[nene]

After a while he decided to change his name to ∏ for no other reason than it rhymed with "i".

[Teenager]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

... rest room. Then he did math.

With a start, Waldo awoke and thought, "How awful! How could Michael Jackson, and George Bush with a rocket launcher become integrated into my dreams?"

As melancholy settled once again over Waldo like a heavy blanket, he resolved (like e.e. cummings and k.d. lang before) to refer to himself in the lower case: from now on he would write about himself with a simple "i". It also suited his mood that, if he squared his "i", the result was still less than zero.
After a while he decided to change his name to ∏ for no other reason than it rhymed with "i". He also thought is was a good pen name for writing a degree of books.
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[DeclinetoState]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

... rest room. Then he did math.

With a start, Waldo awoke and thought, "How awful! How could Michael Jackson, and George Bush with a rocket launcher become integrated into my dreams?"

As melancholy settled once again over Waldo like a heavy blanket, he resolved (like e.e. cummings and k.d. lang before) to refer to himself in the lower case: from now on he would write about himself with a simple "i". It also suited his mood that, if he squared his "i", the result was still less than zero.
After a while he decided to change his name to ∏ for no other reason than it rhymed with "i". He also thought is was a good pen name for writing a degree of books. And yet he wondered: if pi are squared, does this mean cornbread are round? (all of which left him less than satisfied).<!-- / message -->

[Logic]

Waldo was a young man with a very negative attitude. Every day his sorrow and woe continued to multiply, then something happened one morning in June. A bird landed on his window and added a sweet song to the day. He noticed in the distance, a storm was growing exponentially. Being a man torn between his sorrow and woe and the sweet song of the bird, he was divided on what he should do. As the bird continued its sweet song, Waldo made his decision ... and with a bellowed, "SHUT UP!" he slammed the window squarely on the annoying little pest, knowing that the rain would soon clean the sill. Then rain came pouring down within a fraction of a second. A lightning strike exploded a tree in the backyard, and he had a songbird fricasee.

Waldo sampled his first taste of roast robin, and as he adjusted his chair to the right angle for watching his bitchy neighbor's house burn from the flaming tree debris, he saw her parrot fly out a shattered window, screeching, "AWK! POLYGON! POLYGON! AWK!" And as the parrot flew over Waldo's head, it drop a 45 degree bomb. Meanwhile, John Kerry and Tom Arnold were using 36 tons of axel grease to...as Norm Crosby might say, I'll leave it up to you to hypotenuse what happened next.

After supper time at the neverland ranch, the boyscouts gathered around a campfire. They were happily singing songs and toasting marshmallows, when a grotesque figure emerged from the trees and said.......

"Billy Jean is not my ..." while moonwalking the circumference of the camp.

Just then, president Bush parachuted onto the scene holding a rocket launcher. With a big grin on his face, he...let loose at the nearest...

... rest room. Then he did math.

With a start, Waldo awoke and thought, "How awful! How could Michael Jackson, and George Bush with a rocket launcher become integrated into my dreams?"

As melancholy settled once again over Waldo like a heavy blanket, he resolved (like e.e. cummings and k.d. lang before) to refer to himself in the lower case: from now on he would write about himself with a simple "i". It also suited his mood that, if he squared his "i", the result was still less than zero.
After a while he decided to change his name to ∏ for no other reason than it rhymed with "i". He also thought is was a good pen name for writing a degree of books. And yet he wondered: if pi are squared, does this mean cornbread are round? (all of which left him less than satisfied). The days grew long, hours turned into minutes, minutes to hours, hours to day, day to months, months to years, and so on, all he could think about or eat was corn bread. Later, he was found decimated, lying on the floor with a ruptured colon.

[ThomasMore]

Boy, Logic: you sure killed that one dead.