Group Adaptive Story - Like the onebyone story, only stranger.

[taya17]

[color=#000000ost_uid0]"Well, *I* am the writer here," Jake pointed out, "so I get to decide who is the good guy, who is the bad guy, and most importantly, who gets to die. Catalina said I had to write more death into my story." He flexed his fingers. "Right then, that part should be easy enough, and I'll start with it." His fingers started flying over the typewriter keyboard.

Suddenly a large marble pillar appeared out of nowhere and fell on Crichton's head.

"Oh my god," exclaimed Sloane, "you killed John, you bas--"

Another large marble pillar appeared out of nowhere and fell on Sloane's head.

Jake grinned. "This could get fun." He continued typing.

A white horse burst forth onto the scene. It's rider, an extremely tall, thin fellow, disembarked.

ER, he said. THERE SEEMS TO BE A PROBLEM.[/colorost_uid0]