It's easy, first the person translates the last person's line into PSP script and then puts his/her own sentence to translate. Try to build a story too.
I'll build an example and start:
- I was looking at the sky.
- With my eyes, I was contemplating the deep blue vast area above my head.
I turned mine gaze upwards towards the bleu heavens.
Rain was coming.
Drops of water falling from the heavens on the earth were to come in a near future.
I hear a dragon's roar.
From thyme air, I heard the wind scream ablaze the melancoly of a winged monster in pure magnificence.
I love to eat fresh vegetables.
My heart doth cry out for the fruits of the earth that I may fill myself with their nutritious blessing
I walked a few miles to the cabin
this waterless path that I am walking on for eternity leads to mine final destination: a wooden crafted building which reaches the infinite.
and take a cold shower
And cleanse my flesh of its longing with a chilling torrent.
Completeboy sucks cocks in the man room upstairs.
Some babbling dunce and his mate were partaking in feasting on chocobos in the room above.
And then I saw an avalanche.
Not long after this unexpected event, I noticed waves of frozen H20 from the highest peak coming for my flesh in such a furious manner that my eyes turned into the colour of snow.
I took a hot bath to calm down.
The warm water soothed my harrowed soul.
eh hackz fft and doesnt afraid of ANYTHING
St. Ajora enacted divine intervention on my behalf, fearlessly braving the rapidly cooling bathwater for to bestow upon my person a dry, downy towel.
I ask him if he wants to come up for a cup of coffee.
Offering him a seat, I sat down on the opposite side of my opponent and offered him cup of tea.
I then stabbed him in the face.
It was then that I eliminated all pretexts of hospitality and rent his visage in twain.
I then decided to read the morning paper.
After the rough greeting, I decided to invest time in the Scriptures of Germonique.
I heard Zodiac being summoned behind me.
One who uses mana points to invoke creatures made such a rumpus that my ears knew the divine Zodiac was on the way to this world.
I stabbed the summoner.
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;
And such an instrument I was to use.
Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which was not so before. There's no such thing:
It is the bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabout,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
Cake is greater than pi.
This delight baked composed of refined sugar is not inferior or equal to the circumference of a circle divided by the double of its ray.
I ate the cake too fast.
This delight of flavor was so scrumptulously good that my hands took haste on my mind, and then the remains were the only traces of its existance.
And then I had to go the bathroom.
After consuming the scrumptious treat, I felt my bladder expand to massive proportions and began to ran to the John.
My crotch exploded and piss flew everywhere in the hallway.
My lower extremeties erupted in an unwavering vermillion flow, and it flowed throughout the foyer.
I got drunk and had decided to play with the neighbor's Uribo.
The spirits reached the top of mine mind when I put in action mine marvelous idea to play with the creature that is butchered into bacon of mine neighbor.
I ate the uribo after it got tired.
And thus we paraded and danced through the weld til its energy was nigh-gone. However, its glowing sweat enticed me so, and it lain there so swadled in natures grace. Allure was met with decisiveness, and shortly thereafter we found ourselves in full coitous; the uribo with its two hinds legs arching toward the east and the west, and my mouth, my voice, the instrument of my songs was the warm wind of summer. Were it a goat it would have bleeted, were it a wolf it would have howled. But it was an uribo, so there was a feeble squeel, and soft succulent bacon turned into rigid yet caring diamond. My neighbor will be most vexed, but it was a labor of love, lust, and lamentation. Ne'er more!
(Yes, I did go there!)
I slept for the night and decided to tell the neighbor tomorrow.
The day passed as our star rose from the east warming up the land and water, letting me open mine eyes for I to admire the magnificent view to end its course at the west leaving naught to light, all to darkness. Mine energy running out, a location where recovery was possible was necessary. The uribo was in my stomach, although its skin was still there. Thus, using ropes I created a masterpiece: the S Bag (sleeping bag). If a woman were to utilize it, she were to be completely recovered; but still hungry. I utilized the S Bag but in order to achieve the task a sex change was required. The last thing to do was to admit the atrocities that happened to the poor uribo.
The neighbor threw a stone on me and I fell off the cliff.
As I explained the tragick tale of his wife, his fury thus greweth tenfold with each passing second. As I foresaw, his wrath doth go where no beast had before explored. As I finished serenading the hymn, I was prepared for what vengeance he doth seeketh. I had braced myself for a tackle, but what came forth was very much worse. As the large, solid, round, hard object strucketh my face, my body was hence sent flying. Fearing for the worst, I turned around mid-flight, and I saw a deep gorge. My breath hath escaped me, but I had a noble trick up my sleeve. Rotating myself in mid-air, I focused all energy into my arse.
I farted and flew into my neighbor.
From mine intestines came a cruel mouvement ; a melancoly of the simpliest of foods and minerals, gazeous in existance, as they came out of the depts of my body, tearing appart the now wrecthed air, giving mine body an noble advantage of flight ; and thus my composition of existance flew into mine ennemie, making him fall forthwards.
Then I stabbed him with my teeths.
Quote from: "Zodiac"The day passed as our star rose from the east warming up the land and water, letting me open mine eyes for I to admire the magnificent view to end its course at the west leaving naught to light, all to darkness. Mine energy running out, a location where recovery was possible was necessary. The uribo was in my stomach, although its skin was still there. Thus, using ropes I created a masterpiece: the S Bag (sleeping bag). If a woman were to utilize it, she were to be completely recovered; but still hungry. I utilized the S Bag but in order to achieve the task a sex change was required. The last thing to do was to admit the atrocities that happened to the poor uribo.
The neighbor threw a stone on me and I fell off the cliff.
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This reaction was to be expected and I already prepared myself for mine enemy's upcoming rage. Sharper than the sword and mightier than the pen, this tool can eradicate the most monstrous of monsters. Taking my sharp mouth bones, I dashed toward him, while his flesh couldn't dodge the fatal blow.
EDITED YOU FUCKING GRAMMAR NAZI
I drank all his blood.
Quote from: "Zodiac"This reaction was to be expected and I already prepared myself for mine foe's upcoming rage. Sharper than the sword and mightier than the pen, this tool can eradicate the most monstrous of monsters. Taking mine sharp mouth bones, I dashed toward him, whom couldn't dodge the fatal blow.
I drank all his blood.
In an archaic sense, "mine" is only used before words that begin with a vowel. And "whom" is the objective form of "who"...
This thread reminds me of Frog from Chrono Trigger.
/grammar police
As thy neighbor's salty fluid of life entered into my mouth down into mine stomacke, I realized that thee blood thirsting ritual was as rare as Marquist Elmdore feasting upon thy maidens with thy fangs.
My wife found me and the corpse.