Saturday, August 1, 2009

Group Story: Caveman History

When we at CIC do a historical novel, we don't just go back to ancient times. We go ALL the way back.

This person has a story. Let's tell it. Let's really tell it. Let's tell it good!

We'll start it off below:





"Zuboo was pissed. Zuboo was really pissed."

23 comments:

Mira said...

Zuboo was pissed. Zuboo was really pissed.

Anonymous said...

Hi

Why is Zuboo mad?

Shadow

Anonymous said...

Someone had taken Zuboo's favorite sparkly necklace. She loved that necklace. It was pretty.

Gabby said...

Hey, how did you get that picture of my mother? Now can you blame me for what I did!

Anonymous said...

Gabby lol

Lazaro said...

Grrg took necklace. Sparkled like stars. Zuboo not good enough for star necklace.

Anonymous said...

Grrr. Zuboo mad. Want necklace. Went to get club.

Jessie said...

Knock head. Knock head.

Zuboo wanted her sparkly.

Anonymous said...

Just then a large woolly mammoth came around the bend.

Mira said...

'Pu Pu!' Zuboo yelled. 'Over, Pu Pu! Go get Grrr. Bad Grrr, Bad."

Then she noticed Grrr was on Pu Pu's back.

"Grrrr," said Grrr.

"Pu Pu" said the wooly mammoth.

Candy said...

But Zuboo's not intimidated by an old mammoth. She just pops him over the head and Voila! Dinner until the meat smells unbearable, a new winter coat and tusks to line the sides of her mossy bed.

Might be enough to tempt that guy in the cave up the canyon to move in!

Anonymous said...

The guy in the cave, Herbert, sniffed the air.

"Smells delicious. I think I shall partake of the feast provided by my dear friend Zuboo."

Mira said...

'Mmmph. Food. Good food.'

Zuboo stuffed her mouth full of mammoth meat and chomped. Food sprayed all over. Dribble dripped down her chin.

Both Grrr and Herbert watched her.

"That a woman! Grrrr," said Grrr.

"She is lovely; a delicate sun flower in a world of shade and cold. A vision of feminity," Herbert agreed.

Anonymous said...

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Anonymous said...

"You like Zuboo, too?" Grrr barred his teeth.

"Grrrrrr"

Candy said...

Zubu tossed a challenge over her shoulder, along with a well gnawed bone, to Grr and Herbert. "Whichever of you gets the beast's pelt stripped of flesh and ready to be lain on can have me for tonight. if it's especially comfortable , maybe longer, and you don't have to drag me by my hair for more than a couple of yards."

Mira said...

"Grrr" Grrr, leaped on the beast and began hacking at the mammoth with his fingernails.

"Be back in a jiffy," said Herbert, and he ran to his tent. He was sure he had left his pelt de-stripper there. Sure the other tribe members made fun of his inventions, but he felt sure that Zuboo would understand there was an artist inside him, just waiting to come out.

"Where is that de-stripper?" Herbert paused for one poignant moment, while he imagined using the de-stripper on Zuboo.

Anonymous said...

Hi

I know how Herbert feels.

Shadow

Ricky said...

While Herbert wasted time trying to find the tool that would make him look careful, Grr was making headway using tried-and-true methods.

Who would be the winner of this contest?

Kalila said...

It little mattered which of her suitors would finish first because Zuboo was no fool. With her annoying suitors thus occupied, she slipped away to the cave of Ughh, who was known for his ability to find sparkly things and string them onto sinews to make all manner of prehistoric jewelry.

Shiny. Sparkly. Zuboo knew what she really wanted, and it wasn't a smelly mammoth pelt.

Candy said...

With Herbert having run off to find some new fangled tool to do who-knows-what with, and Grr ripping away at her lovely mamouth skin, Zuboo felt lonely and forgotten. She thought back to her last mammouth prey, over a year ago, and the fine few nights of whoopee that fuzzy hide had nourished. Too bad Reggie had been swallowed by that python. She had kept the snake around until the bulge in its belly finally disappeared and she knew Reggie was sure never to return. She looked at Grr's back and wondered if canabalism really made for luscious steaks.

Celeste said...

No wonder Zuboo pissed. Noone not understand. Who sleep on dried up stinky rotten mammoth skin? Or with nasty dirty old cave guys? Zuboo not know if man or woman though they call Zuboo she. Zuboo not name. Crazy you not see no feeding bumps on front, no baby seed stick. What you not got eyes, come from moon? Think you gnarly ugly fat lips from other side of mountain. Go.Pretty strong me. Smell good too, like lizard fat.

Anonymous said...

Hi

Lizard fat. That's funny.

Shadow