Dare: Add a character who uses fancy talk.
"Oh, don't worry, that's just my neighbor." Jimothy MCLXVII said nonchalantly as chunks of rock flew past him.
"HOOGADY DOOGADY DOO!!!!" Came a screaming voice from the center of the explosion in the wall. As the dust slowly cleared, an alpaca came into view.
"Th- That's your neighbor!?" Randy stuttered in disbelief.
"Yup."
"HEY JIMOTHY!" Screamed the alpaca.
"I've told you before, call me Jimothy MCLXVII."
"OKAY! JIMOTHY! GUESS WHAT!?"
The chicken stood up. "What do you want, Marie?"
"Wait." Randy frowned. "Your neighbor is an alpaca named Marie..?"
Jimothy shu- Sorry, Jimothy MCLXVII shushed him. "Don't startle him." He whispered.
"JIMOTHY! DOGS HAVE TAKEN OVER THE WORLD!" Yelled Marie.
"Oh, how ni- WAIT, WHAT!?" Screamed Jimothy, sending one of his wing feathers airborne. Little did they all know, there was a caterpillar on said feather. Let us journey into the mind of said caterpillar...
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"Joy, oh joy!" Billy yelled. "I have regained my freedom from this horrible beast which trappeth me here in this cave!"
Billy sailed over the heads of the strange company of his below him, and for once in his pitiful life, he was hap-
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"Well, seeing as that's all sorted out, I-" Randy choked as said feather fell into his mouth and down his throat.
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"Oh, violintwigs." Billy murmured as he fell into the human's stomach. (Get it? Fiddlesticks? Violintwigs? No? Okay.)
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Randy cleared his throat. "Okay, here's the battle plan."
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The Dare Machine
HumorIn this, I won't be writing an actual story, but I am using prompts from the Dare Machine on ywp.nanowrimo.org to write the chapters.
