On this page you´ll find something unique that you won´t find anywhere else (except on my other website): a never-ending story written by all visitors to this site.

How does it work? I will write a start of a story. The story has one central person, but you may add any other characters you wish. There is only one rule: the story and characters must be from one of the movies starring Sigourney Weaver (one of the Alien movies,  Conquest of Paradise, Ghostbusters, Deal of the Century, A Map of the World...).

Your entry must be at least 10 lines with a maximum of 50 lines. Tip: download and read the latest version of the story on this page before you start, so that the end result will be one long coherent story.

You can send your part by e-mail, just simply click the "Mail to the Webmaster" button below. Entries with pornography, extreme violence and racism will not be published!!

Please remember that sometimes I can only publish one entry. So if 10 people send in a next part of the story, maybe only 1 can be used.

Good luck to you all!

To Be Continued...

This is the beginning of the story:

Main character: GWEN DEMARCO (Yes! From Galaxy Quest!!)

DO NOT ALTER THE MAIN CHARACTER!!!

"Oh, I can't take it any longer." Gwen sighs and puts her face in her hands. "All those years in the business and I'm still have an insignificant part in a SF series!"
"Then I know where to go Lt. Madison!" a fan says, a little too enthousiastically as she knocks on her chest. The fan gives a flyer and walks away, chattering and giggling nervously with other Questerians. Gwen looks at the flyer. "Debra Moorehouse gives session in New York…"improve your self-image"…hmmmm…
The auditorium was packed with people. Up to now nobody has discovered Gwen's identity. So far so good…. The stage lights go up and Debra enters. The crowd is going nuts. "I thought Galaxy Quest conventions were attracting outrageous people. But this…" Gwen can't believe what she's seeing. Debra commands the people to be silent and to Gwen's disbelief everybody was silent immediately. "Good evening everyone! Do you have a family problem? Do you think you're not good enough for this demanding world? Well, after tonight that's over!!" The people cheered.
"You in the awfully ugly green shirt," Debra pointed at a man in the middle of the auditorium. The man's head went red and he stumbled to the stage. "Wow..Debra..ehmm..It's really an honor to meet you…" the man murmers into the microphone. Debra looks annoyed, says "Thank you," and urges the man to come to the point. "Uh..I suspect my wife's h-h-having an affair," the man says nervously, his face getting even redder. "Uh-huh, and?" Debra asks. "Well, ehh…I wonder what to do now." The man is very uncomfortable now. "You want my advice?" Debra asks. The man nods. "Well, the solution is easy. PACK HER BAGS AND THROW HER OUT !!" The crowd cheers louder than ever. In a thin voice the man murmurs "But I still love her so much", but he's quickly led off the stage.

Gwen thinks for a split-second, then acts intuitively. She take one quick step so as to establish the necessary range, then delivers a lightning-swift kick to Debra's Solar-plexis. With a look of infinite surprise, Debra doubles over and drops to the hardwood of the stage floor. While the crowd stands frozen in disbelief, Gwen turns and walks away. As she crosses the stage, a nagging question enters Gwen's mind - did she terminate this woman simply because she was a despicable person, or was it a more universal desire to save mankind from blatantly flawed (not to mention overpriced) advice. With a determined stride she makes her way toward the wing of the silent theatre, then stops abruptly. As she turns back to gaze upon the stunned audience, the slightest of smiles breaks across her face. She really doesn't give a damn. Gwen turns her back and marches off, disappearing behind the curtain.

TO BE CONTINUED….


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