Since all the fans here like to read fiction and a lot are great fiction writers, I thought it might be fun to write a story. So what we can do is write a story ONE SENTENCE at a time. Each person continues the story by writing one sentence and one sentence only to continue the story. Lets write the story in honor of Tom Ryan of Silk Stalkings.


On a dreary, gloomy, rainy day a soaking wet Tom, walks into the squad room and drops into his desk chair with a depressed sigh.


Barbara

the phone rings,he snatches it up. 'Ryan' he snaps, hopefully, but it is not the voice he was hoping to hear.

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Jul-21-02 AT 07:49 PM (GMT)[/font][p]On a dreary, gloomy, rainy day a soaking wet Tom, walks into the squad room and drops into his desk chair with a depressed sigh.

>the phone rings,he snatches it up.
>'Ryan' he snaps, hopefully, but
>it is not the voice
>he was hoping to hear.
>
[font color=purple]"Ryan," the vaguely familiar voice commands, "get out of those wet clothes before you catch your death and meet me in the Captain's office now]. ;-)

Barb

>[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Jul-21-02
>AT 07:49?PM (GMT)[/font]
>
>On a dreary, gloomy, rainy day
>a soaking wet Tom, walks
>into the squad room and
>drops into his desk chair
>with a depressed sigh.
>
>>the phone rings,he snatches it up.
>>'Ryan' he snaps, hopefully, but
>>it is not the voice
>>he was hoping to hear.
>>
>[font color=purple]"Ryan," the vaguely familiar voice
>commands, "get out of those
>wet clothes before you catch
>your death and meet me
>in the Captain's office now].
>;-)
>
>Barb

[font color = blue]
Catching the look on Tom's dripping face, Cassie tosses him a towel and a wry smile, saying: "Gimme".

Tom grabs the towel, and glares at Cassy "Don't start with that "gimme" crap. I'm not in the mood"

>Tom grabs the towel, and glares
>at Cassy "Don't start with
>that "gimme" crap. I'm not
>in the mood"



"Moody is more like it," Cassy responded.

"Ryan, St. John!, get in my office now!" bellowed Harry from the doorway.

Tom, Cassie, I hope your passports are up to date. You are both booked on the 2pm flight to Australia. You will be bringing back a V.I. Prisoner !!!

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Jul-22-02 AT 11:44 AM (GMT)[/font][p][font color=red]Tom, Cassie, I hope your passports
>are up to date. You
>are both booked on the
>2pm flight to Australia. You
>will be bringing back a
>V.I. Prisoner !!! [/font color]

"Harry, what's the charge?" asked Cassie and Tom in unison.

[font color=red]"Harry, what's the charge?" asked Cassie and Tom in unison.[/font]

Harry peered over his glasses, and replied, "Grand theft -- some australian hussy is trying to steal JG's guy". [Ed note: I see where this is going, and Maria ain't gonna get away with it].

Ed note: I see where this is going, and Maria ain't gonna get away with it (or him).

>Ed note: I see where this
>is going, and Maria ain't
>gonna get away with it
>(or him).

[font color=purple]
Fear not. :-) The plane will be diverted to, let's see, Portland! Of course, we'll drop Cassy off out over the ocean before the plane lands.

[font color=green]"Portland?!?", huffed Tom. "This is an expensive designer suit. Do I even look like I would be caught dead in a grunge band?!?"[/font]

Oops. That remark about being caught dead in a grunge band was an inadvertent pun. I forgot about Kurt Kobain.

>[font color=green]"Portland?!?", huffed Tom. "This is
>an expensive designer suit. Do
>I even look like I
>would be caught dead in
>a grunge band?!?"[/font]

[font color=purple]
"Gimme a break, Tom," Barb whined, "you know you fashioned that suit out of sheets from the Martha Stewart pastel linen collection at K-Mart, but then, that would be considered high fashion in Portland"

Barb

>[font color=purple]
>"Gimme a break, Tom," Barb whined,
>"you know you fashioned that
>suit out of sheets from
>the Martha Stewart pastel linen
>collection at K-Mart, but then,
>that would be considered high
>fashion in Portland"
[/font]
Wait a darn second here! You wrote yourself into this scenario and I missed it the first time around. You sneaky dickens!

Well, this puts a whole new spin on everything.

>
>Well, this puts a whole new
>spin on everything. [/i]

[font color=purple] No worries,Pan! I was thinking about allowing Maria to get Tom as far as Portland, Victoria, Australia so that I would have an excuse to go down under and rescue him. Cassy's still swimming in the Pacific where I dumped her earlier, so she'll be of no help.

Crocodile BarbB

[font color=red]I was thinking about allowing Maria to get Tom[/font]

I am absolutely outraged. Not only have you actually proposed you give my Tom to someone else, but you even had a thought about him without my permission.

(If this post doesn't scare the hell out of Chris, then nothing will. Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbt).

>[font color=red]I was thinking about allowing
>Maria to get Tom>
>I am absolutely outraged. Not only
>have you actually proposed you
>give my Tom to someone
>else, but you even had
>a thought about him without
>my permission.
>
>(If this post doesn't scare the
>hell out of Chris, then
>nothing will. Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbt). [/font]

ROFLMAO.

jg you make my day.

if i'm not even allowed a thought about tom can i dream of dr david???

margaret

[font color=red]can i dream of dr david?[/font]

Somehow I get the impression that you're planning on having a "Lumbar Slumber Party".

>ROFLMAO.
>
>jg you make my day.
>
>if i'm not even allowed a
>thought about tom can i
>dream of dr david???
>
>margaret



Sorry, you can't dream of Dr. David he is busy in my dreams...
Barbara

Tom frowned at the strangely familiar woman standing in doorway of Lipschitz' office - a guitar hanging from a strap slung over her shoulder; the dawg beside her sniffing at Harry's overflowing garbage can. "You're sending me on a 24 hour flight to Australia - with my ex-wife - on the say-so of a woman in a cowboy hat and a hockey jersey?"

{Sorry Barbara, I tried to get all that into one sentence, but couldn't manage it.}

Harry gave a look of frustrated dismay, and quickly shot back "That isn't a woman! That's BarbB!"

(It's an old joke, but I couldn't resist).

>Tom frowned at the strangely familiar
>woman standing in doorway of
>Lipschitz' office - a guitar
>hanging from a strap slung
>over her shoulder; the dawg
>beside her sniffing at Harry's
>overflowing garbage can. "You're
>sending me on a 24
>hour flight to Australia -
>with my ex-wife - on
>the say-so of a woman
>in a cowboy hat and
>a hockey jersey?"
>
[font color=purple]The Hockey Jersey comes way below knee level, the only hat I own, strangely enough, I got in Australia a while back (and no, it doesn't have corks bobbing around the brim), the dogs are sniffing Harry, not the garbage, the guitar lost it's strings years ago, Tom's ex is in the Antarctic about now and JG, shut up, quit whining and write yourself onto the plane if you care to defend your claim on Tom. I'm not going to do it for you.:+:+:+

Barb

>
[font color=purple]
It worries me that I actually know who you're talking about.
Too much time spent watching the Animal Planet since Chris Potter has been idle.
Barb
Guess I'll get me a crocodile and a diggeridoo (sp)

bother, had it all planned. I am sure there must be a Portland in Oz somewhere.

there is a Portland in Victoria,
do I make reservations or are we going bush lol.

I'm with you Barb. Portland, Victoria it is, hee hee.

Always imagined Tom doing a Swayze (Point Break) Scene.

OK what was he coming here for? Oh I know, some nice Aussie person who could help with enquiries wasnt it JG?

I have some news of Cassie, she got picked up in the Gulf of Carpentaria by a research ship leaving for a six month tour of Antartica.(snigger)

The plane should be arriving soon, he may need a tracker to find this VIP and a bit of help from the Kaditcha.
Hope he didn't bring his pink shirt and grey suit, the Galahs can get a little iffy this time of year.
Of course with zero temperatures and snow in Victoria he might have an alternative?

(this is weird, its only a story and I feel like its Christmas Eve lol.)


Maria

>there is a Portland in Victoria,
>
> do I make reservations or
>are we going bush lol.
>
[font color=purple] Maria, I can't find my Aussie to U.S. translator. "going bush" means....? And aren't Galahs those big crazy white birds? If Tom and I are going down under we need to speak the language.
Oh, and good job with Cassie. With any luck they'll find her encased in ice in about 500 years.
Crocodile BarbB (for the duration of this tale only)

Glad to assist you and Tom any way I can, consider me backup.

Sorry they would not let the Dawg in but probably just as well with the dingoes.

Now going bush means you just take your swag (whatever you think you will need) and keep walking, driving or riding till you get there!

Galahs are big grey parrots with pink chests, well known for their ability to eat through their perch and fall on the floor regularly, eg every time the perch is replaced.

I hope you have your winter gear, its snowing in Victoria right now. If not, I suggest you head for sunny Queensland or The Alice where temps are over 100f even in winter.

Maria

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Jul-27-02 AT 08:43 AM (GMT)[/font][p]OK, the plane hasn't arrived in Australia yet, is this right?

"Ladies and Gentleman, this flight is hi-jacked with the new destination: Germany", the captains voice crackled through the loudspeakers.


Sorry Maria, but you didn't think that you could get away with this? You already have Adrian, try to be content with him.

Carmen

BARB, JG, WHERE ARE YOU, CARMEN IS TAKING TOM!!!!
I was going to give him back, Fair Dinkum I was.
Maria

Maria! While it's true that Tom may be slightly preoccupied with the thought of the Cassysicle issue, he's still a hotrod cop with a gun. Why not have him face the highjackers down?

>Maria! While it's true that
>Tom may be slightly preoccupied
>with the thought of the
>Cassysicle issue, he's still a
>hotrod cop with a gun.
> Why not have him
>face the highjackers down?

meanwhile on the plane which is on its way to aussieland...

tom looked around on the plane and was astounded to find all the chris potter fans on the plane ready to help tom should he "need backup".

when suddenly...TBC

>>Maria! While it's true that
>>Tom may be slightly preoccupied
>>with the thought of the
>>Cassysicle issue, he's still a
>>hotrod cop with a gun.
>> Why not have him
>>face the highjackers down?
>
>meanwhile on the plane which is
>on its way to aussieland...
>
>
>tom looked around on the plane
>and was astounded to find
>all the chris potter fans
>on the plane ready to
>help tom should he "need
>backup".
>
>when suddenly...TBC
he heard strange noises coming from the cockpit and the door burst open,smoke pouring out and a ......TBC

masked gunman came running out. A shout was heard from behind him and, as the gunman turned, Tom tripped him and grabbed his gun.

A loud cheer went up from his fans but just then the plane started to lose power.

>>A loud cheer went up from
>his fans but just then
>the plane started to lose
>power.

[font color=purple]
The plane was forced to crash land on an uninhabited island in the South Pacific. There were only 2 survivors, Tom and Moi. ;-)

Tom, already suffering from Barbs efforts to entertain him, breathed a sigh of relief when another plane with two German fans, who had waited in vain for the arraival of his flight, came to his rescue.

You do realize that NY is on the way to Germany?

The plane had to stop in NJ since it was experiencing mechnical problems since it did have to make that unexpected U-Turn away from it's original direction- OZ.

The plane touched down in Newark Airport (the nearest Airport to me of course)

The passengers were allowed to deplane while it was being determined if they were going to have to switch planes. Tom got out and stretched his legs. Tom walked through the terminal, he was looking for a place to get a cup of coffee. A brunette approached him and asked him "are you lost?"

"Yes I was looking for a place I could get a cup of coffee."

"Well just follow me." She smiled at him. "My name is Linda, btw. Where are you heading?"

"I'm Tom, well I was supposed to be going to Australia, but got diverted to Germany. The plane had some problems so we touched down here."

Linda led Tom past the restaurants and to a secluded spot.

"Um where are we going?" Tom asked.

"To get your coffee," she said sweetly.

An announcement came over the PA system. Telling the passengers that they were boarding a new plane bound for Germany. Tom made it to his seat, looking disheveled. But wearing a big smile on his face.

Linda S (who just got back from Canada, and no I didn't see Chris up there. someone must have warned him I was coming)

>
>An announcement came over the PA
>system. Telling the passengers that
>they were boarding a new
>plane bound for Germany.
>Tom made it to his
>seat, looking disheveled. But wearing
>a big smile on his
>face.
>
>Linda S (who just got back
>from Canada, and no
>I didn't see Chris up
>there. someone must have
>warned him I was coming)

[font color=purple] Nice try, Linda, but you've been disqualified because this game allows for one sentence per post to forward the story to the next person and I, being the champion of run-on sentences, could have helped you, but BarbB is still on that island with Tom and she's not letting go but she wants to know who came with Carmen because if it was Marai she won't have to worry about defending Tom against 2 mad fans from Germany because Marai can't fight and film at the same time, so now we're back on the island and you'll have to start over.
Hope you had a great time in Canada. Sounds like you guys left the country peacefully enough, but did you bring the guy in the green glasses with you. ;-)

Barb
Guess I'll get me a dawg and a git-tar.

luckily, before the plane could land, a large luxury yacht pulled into the bay, it was manned by a dark handsome young man and his companion (who wore green glasses).

>luckily, before the plane could land,
>a large luxury yacht pulled
>into the bay, it was
>manned by a dark handsome
>young man and his companion
>(who wore green glasses).

Maria, Maria *shaking my head* We seriously have to talk about that little word "luckily". I missed it during our chat. How could you attack me from behind. *sniff* Let`s see what I can do while you're asleep.

[font color = red] Tom didn't know where to look first, at the young man who wear his face or the two smiling women who left the interim landed plane at the same time. [/font]

[font size=1" color="#FF0000]LAST EDITED ON Jul-31-02 AT 04:59 PM (GMT)[/font][p]>but BarbB is
>still on that island with
>Tom and she's not letting
>go but she wants to
>know who came with Carmen
>because if it was Marai
>she won't have to worry
>about defending Tom against 2
>mad fans from Germany because
>Marai can't fight and film
>at the same time,

LOL. Too bad, Barb! Since you have the tendency to kill other CPfans, I'd never dared to involve Marai without asking her. (OK, Marai. Hear my cry for support. I can use every helping hand here. BTW. I didn't forget the tapes. We still have some probs.) Maybe you know the second. It's Tami aka Dragon. And you know, nomen est omen. :-) She'll be very pleased and even more motivated when she reads Marias post.

And btw. Do you know how odd it is that you know Marai in person while she lives just a few hours ride time from my place?

Carmen

well I had no idea this game had any rules. Don't worry I won't post again

Linda S

>well I had no idea this
>game had any rules.
>
>Linda S

[font color=purple] It's simple; you just leave out the periods and use lots of comas, colons, semi-colons, dashes and conjunctions, don't take the game too seriously and pray that those fanfic betta readers aren't watching because they are probably turning blue about now.
Barb

sorry, but after being BURNED on the BBS a few years ago for posting something that was NOT supposed to be taken seriously. I think I'll just go into lurk mode and let you all go at it.

Linda S

tried to post this before, but it didn't come through.

after being burned on this list a few years ago for posting something that was NOT supposed to be taken seriously. I am going to lurk. I'll just let you all go at it.
Linda S

[FONT COLOR=RED]after being burned on this list a few years ago for posting something that was NOT supposed to be taken seriously, I am going to lurk.[/FONT]

Linda, you have to just let that water roll off of the camel's back. Just keep on posting and if someone doesn't like it, well, there's this eastern transcendental chant I learned which helps dispel a lot of the stress. You assume a lotus position, take a deep breath, arch your head toward the person who is giving you "a hard time", and you chant:

[FONT COLOR=GREEN]Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt[/FONT]

Works like a charm. Try it.

Look at me. I'm sure that there are people who keep a box of kleenex next to the computer just to wipe their spit off of the monitor after they read my posts. And you probably saw my notorious "Chris in a cage" joke and the ensuing aftermath. I still laugh at that one. I don't think that there is a person on this BBS who has had more nasty things said about him over the years than I have had. (Some people even branded me "a horrible person" in those exact words). But I'm still posting because I know what's funny, serious, important, frivolous, etc, to me, I'm comfortable with who I am, and it really doesn't matter if someone else has an entirely different perspective.

So come on. Pucker up those lips and let's hear your best "Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt". (But you may want to first fetch a plastic tarp and cover the monitor. I got that tip from someone who reads a lot of my posts)

>[FONT COLOR=RED]after being burned on this
>list a few years ago
>for posting something that was
>NOT supposed to be taken
>seriously, I am going to
>lurk.[/FONT]
>
>Linda, you have to just let
>that water roll off of
>the camel's back. Just keep
>on posting and if someone
>doesn't like it, well, there's
>this eastern transcendental chant I
>learned which helps dispel a
>lot of the stress. You
>assume a lotus position, take
>a deep breath, arch your
>head toward the person who
>is giving you "a hard
>time", and you chant:
>
>[FONT COLOR=GREEN]Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt[/FONT]
>
>Works like a charm. Try it.
>
>
>Look at me. I'm sure that
>there are people who keep
>a box of kleenex next
>to the computer just to
>wipe their spit off of
>the monitor after they read
>my posts. And you probably
>saw my notorious "Chris in
>a cage" joke and the
>ensuing aftermath. I still laugh
>at that one. I don't
>think that there is a
>person on this BBS who
>has had more nasty things
>said about him over the
>years than I have had.
>(Some people even branded me
>"a horrible person" in those
>exact words). But I'm still
>posting because I know what's
>funny, serious, important, frivolous, etc,
>to me, I'm comfortable with
>who I am, and it
>really doesn't matter if someone
>else has an entirely different
>perspective.
>
>So come on. Pucker up those
>lips and let's hear your
>best "Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt". (But you may
>want to first fetch a
>plastic tarp and cover the
>monitor. I got that tip
>from someone who reads a
>lot of my posts)


ow jg!!!!:
darn you you made me fall out of my chair. and now i have this biggy owy on my rump. and that's YOUR fault for writing such hysterical posts, making me laugh til i hurt myself.

but seriously i have missed your posts. you make me feel good about each day especially when you post.

Pbbbbbbbbbbbbttttttttttttttttttttttt

margaret