Memories of the Schizm!

DrLeopoldStrabismus · August 2006

I propose a game:

Retell the tale of the schizm at InkSandwich that created TheOrangeBelt. However, true facts are not welcome in this retelling. It will start with a prologue, have main characters, a setting, and an epilogue. The epilogue may or may not have an epilogue depending on how much the characters are loved by the readers.

I'll start it, so there are no gripes about me being lazy:

"The environment of 19th century industrialized Europe was both tumultuous and FROTHY. Times were hard for most, except for the few elite who were lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. It was a time when men were men and some women were men. Dinosaurs may or may not have existed. Only one thing was certain in a time as FROTHY as this: some shit was about to go down, and it was about to go down hard."

StacMasterS · August 2006

Everyone knows it was a debate over the right to arm bears.

Come on people, the 38th amendment!

Silverward · August 2006

However, the spaghetti beast of the hive was none too pleased with the thought of giving bears arms, for he had been mauled by a bear who obtained arms from the black market.

hlavco · August 2006

Just then, a dinosaur who may or may not have existed rolled over and went back to sleep.

Amoeba Boy · August 2006

Causing an avalanche that buried most of what we now call Mongolia.

X'o'Lore · August 2006

I was walking out of the Arms factory after a hard days work. There was some commotion in the office, but That wasn't unusual. Some new employee probably was in a bit of hot water.
As I came out onto the street I was confronted by a rather FROTHY looking boy holding some newspapers out toward me. Feeling a bit chipper that day anyway, I pulled some coins from my pocket and exchanged them for one of his papers. Judging by the look on his face, I gave him more money than I should have.
Shrugging my shoulders, I continued down the street and opened up the newspaper to have a look. There was some article about a rise up in the bear population (or was that uprising? I don't really recall).
Being uniterested in bears, I skipped ahead and saw a note about some big catastrophe in the east that may or may not have invovled a dinosaur. This was rubbish of course. Everyone knew there was no such thing as dinosaurs. Next thing you know, they'll be claiming unicorns don't exist. Nevermind that my grandfather was eaten by a unicorn back in the war.
Following that article was some small bit about repairs of some wall or other in China finally being done. For some reason they cited that silly "dinosaur" catastrophe in that "Mongolia" place.
Finding myself at home I discarded the paper in a nearby waste basket and went in to settle down for the evening.

hlavco · August 2006

...blissfully unaware of both the masked man peeking through the window AND the half off sale on broccoli at the supermaket.

Melted Jhonnycake · August 2006

I now regret not taking advantage of that broccoli sale at the supermarket, because on that night and for the rest of the week the soup was terribly bland, and FROTHY, but it's always FROTHY in such troubled, and FROTHY, times.

As I sat to devour my dinosaur soup, the butcher had given my quite a good deal earlier in the week (although it occured to me that the soup may or may not have existed which would explain it's blandness), I noticed a rather large cataclysm outside the window...