Story game

earlybird10842

Good Morning!
7 Years
On this thread, we play a game where each of us adds on to the story everyone else has written. for example:
Person 1: the chicken jumped off the roost and ate food.
Person 2: the other chicken pecked her.
Person 3: she pecked the other chicken back.
Rules:
Keep it PG at the very most.
Keep it somewhat realistic--although in the story chickens can talk amongst each other, they do not live in a fantasy world, so they do not use magic, talk to humans, ect.
you can use whatever charecters you like at any time. PM me with requests for new ones.
Charecters:
Lander-- a RIR rooster, Lander rarely talks. He is at the head of the pecking order
Olive--an easter egger who is named after the color of eggs she lays. She is boisterious and friendly. 4th in pecking order
Pinky--Olive's twin sister, who looks just like Olive but who is much quieter. 5th in Pecking order
Sugarplum: A sweet silkie who is just a little bit of a showoff. 6th in pecking order.
Nightsky: a black australorp who is the head hen. Bossy but sweet in her own way. 2nd in pecking order
Elanora: a suusex who is very intelligent, but at the bottom of the pecking order. Sort of a nerd.7th in order
Mango: an athletic new hampshire red . 3rd in pecking order.
Peach: Mango's motherly, Broody twin sister. fourth in pecking order.
I'll start:
The coop was noisy that morning. Pinky and Olive were aruguing over their breakfast, Nightsky was aurguing with Peach, who had gone broody in Nightsky's favorite nestbox, and Mango was having a pleasent conversation with Sugarplum--pleasent but loud. Elanora slipped out of the coop into the quiet run, shivering in the cool air. She had always felt out of place in the coop. She was the youngest, the smallest chicken there. She hadn't even reached laying age. She had been a mail order chick that had gotten lost in the mail and delivered to 45th avenue in Hearton, Colorado, instead of Hearton, Connecticut. She was the only one that had survived. The people who had ordered her said not to bother trying to send her back, they would just order more chicks. So her recipents gave her to a friend who kept chickens. Elanora had liked it there, but it seemed like every other hen there already had a good friend or sister. "ELANORRRAAAA" called Olive from the interior of the coop, "COME HELP US LOOK FOR THE OYSTER SHELL! MANGO HID IT AGAIN!"Elanora sighed and went back inside.
 
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earlybird10842

Good Morning!
7 Years
Olive peered underneath th nestboxes then jumped back, startled, when Peach hissed at her. "Sorry Peachy" Olive said. "Just looking for the oyster shell your sister hid. Do you know where she put it?"
Peach rolled her eyes. " She hid the oyster shell again? I would look near the dustbath. I would help you look, but I am brooding, and nothing is going to break me this time." Peach had gone broody twice before, and had been broken both times. But Peach was nothing if not persistent, and she had promised herself that the eggs were going to hatch this time. Mango was scornful, Nightsky irritated, and Olive disdainful, but Peach was not shaken by their attitudes toward broodyness. Those eggs WERE going to hatch!
 

earlybird10842

Good Morning!
7 Years
The tall lady came into the coop to collect the eggs--Olive's green one, Pinky's pink one, Sugarplum's bantam one, and the brown eggs from Nightsky and Mango. She tried to reach under Peach and pull out the eggs, but succeded in pullingout only one befoire she tired of the battle. Peach was a determined brooder. the tall lady had to block off the nestboxes to keep her out, and then she would go brood elsewhere--the poop board on the roost, the dustbath, even the corner of the run. The lady wondered if it would be worthwhile to put Mail-order eggs under Peach.
 

Collete

In the Brooder
7 Years
Nov 4, 2012
66
5
43
Colorado
Olive then went to the dust bath. "Aha!!" she found the oystershells under a layer of dirt. Sugarrplum hobbled over.
 

earlybird10842

Good Morning!
7 Years
Olive then went to the dust bath. "Aha!!" she found the oystershells under a layer of dirt. Sugarrplum hobbled over.
You can write a longer story if you want to.
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Xanderax

Hatching
7 Years
Oct 8, 2012
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6
She decided to hide all the eggs (except Peaches) in the loose floorboard that way the tall lady can't get them!
 

Collete

In the Brooder
7 Years
Nov 4, 2012
66
5
43
Colorado
Mango pecked at Elanora, just for the fun of it, when she waddled by. "Ouch! I have feelings to, you know!" Elanora felt tired of being pecked, of giving in, being the ignored weak link. She gathered her strength and courage, and pecked right back at Mango. Mango squawked - Elanora had surprisingly drew blood. Mango could not believe it. Everyone stopped. Everyone stared. Then they all clucked in laughter. "FOOL! FOOL!" they clucked and squawked. "HAHA! YOU LET A 7TH PECKER GET YOU! WE WILL NOW DEGRADE YOU TO 7TH! AND FOR YOU ELANORA," Elanora held her breath. Would she get to be 3rd in the pecking order? Would she get punished? All these questions made her dizzy. "YOU ARE NOW GRADED TO 3RD IN THE PECKING ORDER!" Elanora squealed in delight. Mango wobbled away. Hoping it was all just a dream, but it wasn't.
 

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