Smashed Clock Entertainment
Smashed Clock Entertainment
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| Untitled | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-08-13 21:08:00 | Open |
So I managed to make myself warm. | ||
| Jeremy | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-08-12 09:07:25 | Open |
Jeremy | ||
| Dripping moments of Paularino | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-06-20 17:10:40 | Open |
Moments drip...music drifts....Bangkok burned....Wall street crumbled...a Volcano blew and a slew of planes sleep in all day...but still the moments drip ebbing our life away....going to sink into the | ||
| Me | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-06-13 15:54:30 | Open |
This started like a crappy sunday night | ||
| It became noon. | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-04-09 23:38:49 | Open |
All of the soda cans were singing in the dusty square, small soda can mouths bending in their aluminum ways, horse soda can voices letting out mostly carbon dioxide but a little breath, too. She began | ||
| The House | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-04-04 11:46:00 | Open |
George is standing still, in front of the mansion. "Wow, that's big," he says in amazement. He then thinks of how his house is only 2 stories, while this one seems like it goes into space literally. T | ||
| test | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-03-25 09:23:43 | Open |
twst | ||
| brown bag | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-02-08 00:29:51 | Open |
I was filled with a tremendous anxiety; I dropped the bag, my arms shaking, as piles of maggots crawled, writhing, on top of the now-spilled contents of the bag. Immediately I felt dirty and felt lik | ||
| Untitled | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2010-02-05 11:58:55 | Open |
The air in the room was stale, she needed to get out of there, she needed some fresh air. It was raining outside, but she didn't care, she got up, walked to the corner, grabbed her coat from the brown | ||
| Shanghai Rain | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2009-12-08 02:49:21 | Open |
La maladie de tout garder. | ||
| P'Neena's Shoes | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2009-08-02 17:27:41 | Open |
One day, P'Neena Margalit left her job as a software developer to buy some new boots. She wore four boots, one for each foot. When she walked into the cobbler's, the man at the leather-working bench | ||
| In the middle | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2009-07-15 15:22:10 | Open |
The oak trees bent and twisted in anger. Their branches scratched against the side of the house as the high winds continued to wail. The sky had turned a greenish purple color. It opened up and an | ||
| test | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
On | Started On: 2009-07-15 15:17:25 | Open |
..."this is a test of the emergency broadcast system. This is only a test.", the anonymous voice echoed in the front room. There was a familiar striped pattern on the television screen. The announc | ||
| flee from fladaskia | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
Off | Started On: 2009-06-24 14:05:54 | Open |
there was this guy who fleed from fladaskia | ||
| Untitled | ||
Exquisite Corpse Rules:
Off | Started On: 2009-06-24 14:05:02 | Open |
"I couldn't possibly eat another bite", she said as she pulled her napkin with the green flower pattern from her lap and proceeded to daub the blood from the corner of her mouth. | ||
