Brittas Empire Continuous Fanfic

[timandgavin4ever]

Now let's try this. Used this on the forums of my website several times to both great success and stunning failure - the continuous fanfic.

I start it with by setting a scene and then someone else continues the next scene from were I left off, taking the story in some sort of direction.
I took this beginning from a Yahoo group where it never really went anywhere - let's see how much better we can do.


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Tim stifled yet another yawn and tapped his foot on the
floor to keep awake. Once more Mr. Brittas had called them all in an hour and a half early to suffer yet another ongoing skills seminar.
It seemed to him that lately more and more of his waking hours were spent at this centre, and not nearly enough at home, relaxing. And with every extra hour spent in Brittas' company, Tim's patience grew shorter, and his temper hotter.

He looked besides him at Gavin, who seemed almost asleep.
He gave a little poke and smiled as Gavin jerked in surprise, drawing stares from the rest of the staff. Mr. Brittas looked ready to reprimand Gavin's sleepiness and so Tim jumped in to interrupt.

"Mr. Brittas, why exactly have you called us in so early?"

"That's a very good quesion, Timothy!" he crowed back, "And one
that I will attempt to answer by using the power of mime!"

Mr Brittas proceeded to move about almost comically, moving
his body about and flaying his arms around as he tried to explain
the meaning of the morning's meeting without words.

The team could only look on aghast. Laura, stunned. Tim trying
to hold back the laughter.

"What are you doing, Mr Brittas?" asked Laura.
He stopped his act, "Uh uh uh uh, Laura. I am using the ancient
art of mime. it is your job to try and interpret what I am
describing." He went back to his show.

A few moments went by before Colin burst through the door,
"Sorry I'm late Mr Brittas, only I had a slight problem with the
organic mushroom farm."

'Yes, thank you, Colin' Mr Brittas attempted to say without
speaking.

"You see, I decided to cook up some for a soup last night, and it
was only after I had finished eating when I realised that I had
been planting toadstools instead."

"Oh, Colin, are you alright?" chimed up Laura.

"Oh, yes Laura, I'm fine now. I managed to prevent any harm by
systematically drinking my own urine for the next 12 hours, and
I'm totally cured!"

Mr Brittas mimed for Colin to take a seat using rather elaborate
hand jestures. "Are your alright, Mr Brittas?" he asked.

[Det Nordlig Steg]

Mr. Brittas tried to indicated, very unsuccessfully that he was miming everything but Julie jumped in saying,
"He’s lost all power of speech, thank god! He 'as to mime everythin' to us now, but he’s not good at that either, so we're ignoring him"

"Oh, well why don't you just write down what you want to say then, Mr. Brittas, I’m sure it would be much quicker, here let me go get you a pen and paper” said Colin and got up to leave, frantically Mr. Brittas started to wave his arms in a fashion to try and tell Colin to stop but as Colin’s back was turned he didn’t see. Whilst waving his arms Mr. Brittas hit Laura in the face, causing her to have a nose bleed. Mr. Brittas tries to mime sorry and attempts to tell Tim through mime to get a first aid box, meanwhile Gavin, who is petrified of blood, faints at the sight on to Tim’s knees.

“I’ll go get a first aid box shall I, Mr. Brittas?” Linda cheerily says getting you and getting the first aid box, for Laura.

“I think you should stop the wafting of your arms now don’t you think Mr. Brittas, you’ve already caused one casualty, we don’t want another person hurt!” Tim said moving Gavin to an upright, “its only Half 8 and you’ve already give one deputy manager a nose bleed and made another faint! Don’t you think enough is enough?!”

Brittas waved his arms around even more as if to say know nearly hitting Linda over the head, only missing her because she leant down to check how Laura’s nose bleed was doing.

“I’m sorry I was so long Mr. Brittas” said Colin, “but there seems to be an infestation of wasps in your office, they have a hive and everything, I managed to get some paper and a pen, but was stung a few times, it’s ok though I only have a slight reaction to the stings”

Tim, finally getting Gavin stood up so he can give him a fireman’s lift to take him out, turn quickly around and looking at the stings on Colin’s arm already swelling, “What do you mean, only a slight reaction?”

“Well Tim, it seems that if I get stung by only one or two, then nothing much happens, but any more than that, well it could be fatal”

Julie, who also noticed the increasing stings on Colin’s arm, said “so how many were you stung by then?”

“Oh no more than about 10, Julie”

“I think you should sit down and have a cup of tea, Colin” Linda said quickly…

Please continue peoples

[timandgavin4ever]

Brittas, who was determined to stick to his day of management through mime, was trying desperatly to keep the room calm. What with Carol attending to Laura, Linda and Julie to Colin and Tim with Gavin over his shoulders, no-one was paying any attention to his flayling arms and wild gestures.

"Vingear will help treat those bee stings", Tim said to Linda.
"I'll get some from the kitchen," she chimed up, and with that she darted out of the room.
"Julie, could you help me take Gavin up to Mr Brittas' office?" Tim asked, "he has to lie down."
"Sure" she replied and followed Tim out of the room.

"Come with me Laura," Carol said guiding a bleeding Laura into the back room "we need get you to the sick bay before you get blood all over your uniform."
Mr Brittas could only watch and mime loudly as all the employees scattered leaving only Colin sitting at the back of the room.

"How many syllables is it, Mr Brittas?" he asked.

[timmyrocks]

*Anyone continuing?*