Okay guys and gals, hear me out. There is an exercise from somewhere (forget where, but not me), in which a person starts a story, then someone else takes over the story. Each person contributes a little bit, then another person contributes, then another; each progressing the story further.

I was riding in my car and found myself wondering "What would happen if you tried this exercise in a hardcore psychedelic drug forum? Where would the story go? What type of wackiness would ensue? How far-out would it get?" I don't know, but I would like to find out.

That is what this thread is for; writing a collective story. Anyone and everyone is encouraged to contribute. If you are under the influence of psychedelics, all the better. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest was written by a guy on a mescaline trip.

It's all fair game. You can create new characters, kill existing characters, develop characters, develop plot, be funny, be sad, be angry, be stupid, whatever you want to do, or wherever you want the story to go next. You can contribute multiple times if you want. You can add a word, a sentence, a page or more. There are no restrictions except: don't f*ck it up.

I don't know where to begin.

How about?:

It was cold outside, a dark, windy evening when......

(now it's your turn Nexus; write your story, one Nexian at a time. This means you!)

EDIT: grammar and punctuation are not an issue. I only care about the creativity.

the elephant plants discovered an anomaly within their valley. It grew like them, danced like them, even snored like them. It was different, though none knew quite why. They named it

Hattifattener. The elephant plants didn't understand how or why this thing were in their valley, so they decided that a line of communication should be opened up with it.

They asked the strange plant, "where did you come from, and how did you get here?"
Smirking, Hattifattenr replied, "Well now, that is quite the tale friends. Can I trust you normies?"

While most of the elephant plants were interested in the new-comer some were sceptical as to the nature and intention of the the Hattifattener. The curious ones extended their attention to the _other_ plant promising they could be trusted, while the sceptics remained defensive and closed off as the Hattifattener began relating its tale.

It began on the shore of a sea far away, with a friendly swine/pig being named Leonard. He asked me to....

smoalk moar n,n-

Leonard the pig decided smoalk out of his BVG (Bacon Vapor Genie) to show me how to do it beforehand. The problem is as soon as he hit that pipe he...

abruptly charged past me into the jungle, leaving the BVG behind.

Of course, I milked up a nice vapor and absorbed the cloud, though I should have suspected that suggestions from pigs named Leonard, friendly or no, might lead me down strange paths. Needless to say, I lost interest in some of my old activities, learned how to feel the universe through new stimuli (you know how n,n- is) and became fast friends with this Leonard, who I soon learned was not a pig at all. You see, it was all fun and games at first, but I eventually realized a deep change was occurring.

I would wake up some evenings, the suns converging on the horizon, not remembering who I was. I began to lose my physical form, extensions retreating into a amorphous slurry, devoid of intrinsic structure. When asked, Leonard explained my dna was warping, just as his once had. He urged me not to be afraid...what I believed to be a loss was actually a gift, the ability to become anything I should desire to be.

In an attempt to verify his claims, I proceeded to "evolve" into

..a bird..

*dna warps@1:58*

,which as you can see, was quite the experience. I think I may have taken another hit from the BVG, though I can't quite remember. To further exercise my newfound ability, I decided to

fly; fly like there is no tomorrow, because in a way, there is no tomorrow. This strange place is totally devoid of time. There is no tomorrow, like there was no yesterday, there is only now.

So I flew as hard and fast as I could fly, experiencing as much as I could of this world. I flew through every valley and crevice, over every mountain, every waterfall, every blade of grass. I looked at the sky and became aware that, while I had experienced much of this planet already, there were countless other planets all around. I had to experience those as well. I just had to, I don't know why, I just did.

So I set my sights on a shiny blue one off in the distance and I ...was abruptly there. I was in utter shock and awe. I thought I, as a bird, had to fly to get where I wanted to go. How did I get here if I didn't fly? To be sure, I looked at where I had just came from, sure enough, the planet that I just explored was off in the distance, but I am here. Could this be a new ability, a gift from Leonard and his BVG, I thought; or something else? It soon became apparent that.....