First Lines

[Ursa major]

"What do you want me to say, Mr Chairman?" Robert Julius had had enough of the jibes directed at him by pigmies of the House Banking Committee. He was a supreme financial operator, the king of hedge funds; and yet they were treating him as if he were a naughty child. "That I am become debt, the destroyer of worlds?"

[fabio0069]

Thomas was in agony, sat on the porcelain throne with his trousers around his ankles, feeling like an upside-down volcano. It was always like this, the morning after curry night.

[crystal haven]

“Do you want another cup of tea?” she asked. She waved the plate of cakes under his nose. “How about another? They’re only tiny. Won’t get fat on that.”

“Well, I’m on duty and. . . ” Mr Phillips looked at the cakes. They really were delicious; he’d eaten three already. He collected one – the largest one. “Thank you,” he said. “Carry on, Miss Smith, what else did she say?”

Miss Smith put the plate down on the table and leant back in her chair. She smiled at him in a way that made him feel quite uncomfortable.

“She told me lots of things, Mr Phillips. “You see, we are actually sisters. I know it was in the cake. That’s what did it.”

She lifted her hand. “No. Don’t try to move.”

She sat forward in her chair, and she laughed. “Greed, Mr Phillips. Works every time.”



Oops! This was supposed to be in the final lines, not first lines.

[Interference]

He didn't look old enough to me, but if he said he was God, who was I to argue?

[Emphyrio]

A sudden noise woke the boy. Lately he'd been learning how to feign sleep, but his lessons had been sporadic and his performances less than exemplary. This time however, he really had been asleep.

[Michael01]

I haven't like any my first lines so far, but I'll post this one:

"The Maugs are restless," said the Middle Hand of the Dema tribe.

[fabio0069]

K'thrk'n'thrgg'n'grn was in agony, sat on the skull-encrusted chamber pot with his tentacles around his many ankles, feeling like an upside-down volcano. It was always like this, the morning after curried-shoggoth night.

[Michael01]

The book slipped out my hands and into the lava pit. I looked at the woman dangling from a rope over the pit, then at my scarlet robed minions behind me.

"Damn," I said. "Just let her go. I'll never be able to finish the spell now."

[Moonbat]

The Throne sat motionless, as always, white and solid, braced for the brief view of a sphincter before the brown waterfall gushed down upon him once again, it was always like this on the morning after K's curry-night.


(In appreciation of Fabio's efforts)

[dooley]

he lived in a small town, named after a water tower.

[Rookie]

I have two stories, So I'll just write them both.

Candy, lollies, sweets, chocolate, whatever you wanted, Mrs Holly had it in her little sweetshop on the corner.

In the world of Karari, where talking cats and golden thimbles did indeed exist, it was quite a misfortune to be born the only son of three children.

[fabio0069]

By all that is unholy, thought the Throne, I bloody hate curry night!

(In appreciation of Moonbat's appreciation! Cheers mate)

[nj1]

With limbs like lead from hours of immobility, the figure shambled from it's hiding place within the copse, before it was the reason for it's fear, the reason why it had hidden for all those hours. As far as it could see there were bodies, limbs or weapons jutting at all angles, family, friends and comrades alike, brutally cut down, no mercy shown.
Suddenly a chorus of howl's cut the frigid air and it froze, fear striking it's heart as the enemy returned...

[fabio0069]

This is the opening line for a new text message horror short:

OMG! WTF! LOL!

[Michael01]

The book slipped out his hands and into the lava pit. I watched him look at the woman dangling from a rope over the pit, then at us - his scarlet robed minions.

"Damn," he said. "Just let her go. I'll never be able to finish the spell now."

After all the effort we made to kidnap her? She really put up a fight too! I felt like pushing the bastard into the pit myself.