Collab Writers play Consequences April 4, 2019 at The Library

 

Here are some of the story ideas that were created at the Collab Writers Networking event at The Library, London on April 4, 2019. We played a disruptive version of the Victorian parlour game ‘Consequences.’

You can also read collaborative stories from previous Collab Writers events: [March 7th Consequences] [November 8, 2018 Consequences]

As you will see from the short video (above) our monthly meet-up isn’t just about writing stories! There’s a bar (where you can also order delicious pizza to share) and it’s a great space for networking! At this event alone a screenwriter and filmmaker paired up and there were discussions between writers, filmmakers and photographers.

If you’ve never played Consequences before come and see what it’s all about at our next Collab Writers networking and collaborative writing event on May 2nd, 2019 7-9pm. There are limited spaces. To avoid disappointment Book your ticket NOW


COLLABORATIVE STORIES BELOW:

Bad Romance

Jo walked past the bench, eyes rolling skywards. Spare me, she thought. She couldn’t imagine a life-time of being tied down. She looked ahead and…

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Here he was, hanging above her with his eyes closed. She called out to him. “I’m all tired up” he said.

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“Do you believe two people could be tied down?” She answers pointing at the bench.

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“I’m not sure I’m following” he said, “I’m Jim.”

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A drop of sweat ran down her back. Could this handsome boy be the Jim from the bench?


By Lucy, Barbara and Shaun

Jo walked past the bench, eyes rolling skywards. Spare me, she thought. She couldn’t imagine a life-time of being tied down. She looked ahead and…

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Saw a beautiful Labrador dog. At the end of its lead was a hand belonging to man in a chicken costume.

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She picked up the rose and pricked her finger instantly. Malcolm twitched, then touched her hand and took the bleeding flesh to his lips – licking the juice off.

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They held hands for the first time. His hand was slightly sweaty. She pulled her hand away in disgust.

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At the end of the night, they thought about kissing, but in the end they just got a takeaway and played charades. It was only at 3am that they decided to hitch-hike to Paris.

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They were both at the flower shop. After bandaging her hand Malcolm opened the wine. That’s when she saw it, the label on the bottle, her ex-husbands winery. Then she realised, it’s him!

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This is when Jo packed him up into a suitcase big enough for a rhino. An on the Eurostar they went Paris! The party begins!

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At the party they tried to dance but there were too many people, so they went into the garden and danced among the garden gnomes, which was when Daniel announced he had a confession to make.

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However after the bottle, he stopped staring out of the window, empty and sobre, Malcolm gather his undertakers uniform. She looked at his undone jeans, “Flies cause diseases”, she snorted. Then she curled over and laughed and laughed. Malcolm couldn’t help joining in. He pulled up the zip and on leaving left the clinic address under the bottle.

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Dystopia

His mind took him on a, winding path with no destination in sight. Where is everyone? He thought to himself. He had never seen London so devoid of people, or pigeons for that matter. He slept through the cacophony of noise that was getting louder with every step he took. He peeked down Salt Lane and was surprised to see…

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Twisted roots that had been strong enough to break and push through the concrete. They were at least eight foot tall.

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A mangy dog suddenly appeared by his side, sniffed his hand, then bit it.

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Claude yelped and jumped away from the dog.

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Before he could run, the dog then licks his other hand before disappearing from sight.

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Claude looks around for the dog, but can’t see him. He spies a child shivering in a shop doorway. Please help me, she whispers.

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“Where are you parents?” He asks. “Inside” she answers. “They’re just asleep; they don’t want to wake up.”

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“Do you want me to go inside and check to see if I can wake them?” The little girl shook her head. “No” she whispered, there’s bad things in there.”

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“Don’t worry let me see what’s going on.” He enters the house and there is the dog, now sniffing around two bodies lying on the floor.

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Claude stood in shock, not just at the two bodies, but at the large, unusual dust particles in the air. They glittered red, not silver and they burned as they touched his skin.

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Lucy, Barbara and Shaun

His mind took him on a, winding path with no destination in sight. Where is everyone? He thought to himself. He had never seen London so devoid of people, or pigeons for that matter. He slept through the cacophony of noise that was getting louder with every step he took. He peeked down Salt Lane and was surprised to see…

 

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A heap of bodies piled up in front of the cabinet office, yellow. “Bollocks to Brexit” stickers were covering the wall and were spilling over covering the bodies mouths and noses, suffocated they were.

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He wandered into a fancy dress shop. He surveyed the store, yet still there was no-one to be seen. A pink monkey suit catches his eye.

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The pigeons circled the sky, then settled on the corpses. A flicker of a finger, then a hand. The speaker of the house slowly rises out of the sea of bodies. He knew it – he was the only survivor and the circling pigeons.

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He put the pink monkey suit on and inspected himself in a mirror. He was impressed by hot attractive he looked. He couldn’t resist doing a twirl.

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So while the jaunting belt enabled them to travel to Mars, they knew they only had time to fire their weapons once before the slave tribe caught them.

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A bang emanates from outside. He spins round to see what it was. To his surprise there is another human being there. He feels quite embarrassed.

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All the governments fell, and there was economic chaos throughout the financial markets. But in a small village in the corner of Sussex, two people knew how to save the world by being true to themselves. Their time was now and people around the world were ready to hear their message. Love conquers all.

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