Lets start an unconventional romantic story - line by line.

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   nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

   Since I am starting the story, so I shall post more than one line now to set the plot, after that line by line, let's see how far we can make this go!
   
   Once upon a time, fairies and angels lived together in heaven and hell in harmony. At that time, hell was not hell - hell was actually a cool and beautiful place, even better than heaven. But then one day ...

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   Dame Scribeposted 14 years ago

   A bully entered this beautiful tranquil and serene realm and noticed there was no set ruler and ..

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   Pearldiverposted 14 years ago

   Let Me Club em ok?

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   Dame Scribeposted 14 years ago

   Pearldiver, roflol...is that part of the story?

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   Pearldiverposted 14 years ago

   And the bully was a handsome stubbly man with club who had to make a decision.... Will I be King or shall I just follow my 1st Love... the one I met when I was 17?

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   Mighty Momposted 14 years ago

   Handsome, stubbly and also the smartest man in Hell, the bully knew there would always be a place for him to come back and become King. But first -- a key question. Was his first love a fairy? Or an angel?

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   fortunerepposted 14 years ago

   His mind suddenly drifted back to when he was seventeen, oh she was so beautiful,

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   Gods Gardenposted 14 years ago

   I dreamed of our first and only kiss...the way her lips tasted upon mine...

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   Mighty Momposted 14 years ago

   Of course, at seventeen he had been substantially less stubbly. He wondered how she might have changed in the ensuing years.

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    fortunerepposted 14 years ago

    Was she still as beautiful? The former years had not loved him as he had loved and embellished them.

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    Nanny J.O.A.T.posted 14 years ago

    His mind drifted backward in time, seeing himself as he was then.

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    moonbelle2000posted 14 years ago

    Wait, where is this story going?  Mr. Stubbly was remembering the sweet innocence of being seventeen and knew he had to restore it within himself...he began finding all the people he bullied and telling them of his reformed self, when...

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       fortunerepposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       it is going fine don't interupt just write your sentence

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    fortunerepposted 14 years ago

    he saw at that moment, the most beautiful figure, standing there speechless

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    Gods Gardenposted 14 years ago

    There was a loud crash outside...

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    fortunerepposted 14 years ago

    He quickly turned his head to the crash,

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    Nanny J.O.A.T.posted 14 years ago

    Fairies and Angels came rushing to see what in heaven or hell had made such an unlovely sound!

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    fortunerepposted 14 years ago

    Suddenly the door swung open and he couldn't believe his eyes

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    There was a raccoon standing in Princely garments! .... Alright sorry... that was a jest...
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    the real story goes ... there he saw his Fiona but something was wrong with her face - but love is blind to appearance ... but ...

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    Kushal Poddarposted 14 years ago

    But appearance sometimes makes one forget, the many more layers that one is to cross to enter into heart, where a seventeen years old is waiting to repeat the feat of a kiss, of being kissed.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    she really was worth the effort, to try to peel away the layers, angel and fairy and  maybe even a little of the devil, was lurking behind the sweet innocent girl he saw at face value

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    His eyes grew wider as he saw different colors with every layer ... layer after layer ...

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    He needed to come up with a plan to keep hold of this girl forever, every layer, better than the last.....

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    Her ugliness offended him. But what could he do? This was God's plan of making love grow between; a she-angel and a he-fairy.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    He would walk around blind fold, when she was near him, her prescence was all he needed....

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    Kushal Poddarposted 14 years ago

    The scent of a love is always prevailing his senses.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    The touch of her hand leading the way.....

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       Kushal Poddarposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       he smiles with naughty anxiousness... but being led thus, is love. It is faith.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    before his eyes another layer peeled, he is feeling so shallow, will she continue to lead him...

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    Teresa McGurkposted 14 years ago

    . . .until, after peeling all the layers away, he realized that the love of his youth was really a ___________.

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    fortunerepposted 14 years ago

    dude.

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    Kushal Poddarposted 14 years ago

    not really, the love has turned into a mystic lady who restrains herself beyond a veil of smile

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    and pretends that she/he or whatever is a she-man but actually is a _______

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    singer from the 70'S with flowers in her hair

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    As this story dates back to a long long time ago - she came from the future, a 70's star among angels and fairies in hell (which was better than heaven) while ...

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    While he was as ill-mannered as a redneck (no offense intended)...

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    SweetiePieposted 14 years ago

    He rode a motor cycle and listened to Mozart on his ipod.  She drove a BMW and hated music.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    after plastic surgery, she is looking like an '80's babe, on the back of his bike and life for them could not be better

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       nazishnasimposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       until she fractured her butt, while showing off to hell's fairies by standing on the bike.

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    MangoGirlposted 14 years ago

    I've found a publisher. Who has the right?

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       \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       is this a question or part of the poem...

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          nazishnasimposted 14 years agoin reply to this

          To answer or not to answer - that is the question! LOL, MangoGirl we are having fun. You are most welcome to join if you want to .

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    Then the story goes that the poor girl was now a dreadful sight whichever way you looked at her....

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    But there was something about her eyes that held him while ...

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    SweetiePieposted 14 years ago

    Then he realized how shallow he had been about looks, and her injury forced him to figure out what their relationship was really about.

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    THE LIPposted 14 years ago

    Along the way he also wondered how she would have responded if he was in her shoes?

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    She would have definately used those shoes to run in the opposite direction, she loved only handsome inteligent men..... especially if they could write well......

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    But he was not like her - deep inside the heart of a red-neck was a kingdom of love made up of pearls ... and the pearls shone the brightest; the day he met her.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    He bought a red rose a token of his love and affection

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       Webb.erposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       What she wanted was not a token of his love - she longed for him to lose control, to kiss her without permission, because he could not stand not kissing her anymore.

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    blondepoetposted 14 years ago

    So in desperation and longing she ripped her clothes from her pulsating body,and pressed her bosoms hard against his muscular and heaving chest.

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    the poor man was not expecting quite this response, so he....

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    nazishnasimposted 14 years ago

    he backed away in repulsion only to find that from far, her body was the most exquisite body he had ever seen ... like a goddess' body the temple of perfection beckoned to him to

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    \Brenda Scullyposted 14 years ago

    you are great at keeping these things going fair play to you (AN IRISH EXPRESSION)
    
    he was not quite sure what to do next, so he reached for his mobile phone connected to the internet to ask some of his friends on hub pages, what the next move should be...........

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    Susan Ngposted 14 years ago

    ...but they were too busy fighting in the forums to reply, so he had to...
    

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    dmerwin927posted 14 years ago

    Block many users from the hub as they were confusing him in his tale

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