Let's write a story together. You write a line, next person continues from where you left off & so on..

[maisi]

Besides, he'd seen some of the saddle designs through the window, and since his piles were playing up, at the very least he stood to gain (oh for gods sake- thanks pelican) a comfier seat for his hand me down wagon. 3rd generation does not mean the same as in the silicon chip age, he raged mildly and futuristically.

[andthistoomustpass]

Mickey slammed open the door to Jasper's workshop...

[geoffthemathematician2]

As the pelican walked down the cobblestone street, he looked at his wings and started to remember his now dead wife and how she used to always tell him "they're my hands now, just like your clothes are my clothes." He smiled wistfully and then thought about how much he missed her since the accident...

[maisi]

...when, experimenting with occult practices, she'd accidentally turned him into the big billed, hand-less publican he now spent his days as. At least he could still talk. Speeding up, and flapping his really quite handy wings, he set off for the riverbank where his fondest memories of Griselda could flicker in and out of mind with the light on the water's surface. Except when he glimpsed the movement of a fish, when he uncontrollably went back into pelican mode.

[geoffthemathematician2]

While flapping his wings above the great blue ocean, he remembered that Griselda began practicing the occult when the local nuns came to visit their nice quaint pelican house that they lived in together. The nuns said "we would like you to join our club" and as I break the fourth wall, I shall tell you that is never something you say yes to. Griselda eventually started bringing dead humans home and would say "This is for the Gods" and it made him wince, for the memories of the lovely Griselda that he once remembered, now turned into the ugly memories of Griselda that he now knew...

[andthistoomustpass]

Pelican worried for the safety of his lovely wife as she stopped in the middle of the busy road and made the sign of a crucifix over accident victims. Griselda told him not to be frightened, traffic always stops for a pelican crossing.