Round Robin Stories

UPDATED: March 2006 **Please note the updates for rule 1, 3, 5 and new addition of #7.** 1. ANYONE may participate. (If you're lookin' to restrict a Round Robin, yer in the wrong section of town. LOL). However, there are times in a story when dialoge or action will go back and forth between two or more characters/authors for a scene. Please adhere to rules of the cue. If you weren't cued, don't post until such time as the cue is opened to anyone. Authors need to remember tho', do not abuse the rule of the cue by trying to monopolize the story this way. 2. Posts to the story are strongly encouraged follow that which has been previously written, in order to maintain conti…

“What in the hell are you doing?†Chet Duke looked up at his father Bo Duke as he began to haul out the living room closet of the old farm house. “Watch your mouth, Im looking for Halloween decorations... you know like witches, spiders an all sorts of cool spooky stuff. Chet rolled his eyes an got up from lounging on the living room sofa, closing the Western Novel in his hands. “Yeah Bo, I know what Halloween is.†The young Duke boy grumbled calling his father by his name to purposely annoy him as he went outside an laid in the hammock in the front yard of his parents house. Bo shook his head an pull out more of the orange an autumn colored decorations. Chet l…

I hope that you enjoyed this story up to now, but I don't know how to go on with it. I've lost any idea. Game over. I surrender. I'm waiting for every hint or help that could wake my brain up.

*Tacks a FOR SALE paper up on every light poll and tree.* *FOR SALE* One SOUL, gently used. Cheap! In mint contdition! Will sell HEART 1/2 price with purchase of SOUL. Serious parties inquire to Chet Duke.

It was a brisk an cold day in Hazzard County, the weather man had been calling for a record snow fall. The temperatures were already dropping well below freezing, the cold air caused a young man with dark hair to rub his hands together in attempt to warm them while he watched his older cowboy friend. Bryce flipped the collar up on his well worn Carhart jacket an tucked his hands deep into his pockets as he tried to pay close attention to his friends directions in the bitter air. “Now ya just hug real tight with your calves an knees, its not like bronc’s Bryce. You gotta train your mind to hold on with your spurs, these bulls can take it.†Chet Duke instructed the yo…

Beautiful orange and yellow fall leaves scratched across the pavement of the town square rolling passed the towns folk of Hazzard County Georgia. Black cats, witches and pumpkins decorate windows, doorways and even the steps of the court house and bank. Mothers, fathers and children walked on the side walks, smiling, laughing. Down the Main Street a school bell echoed its call for the children to come back to class from lunch recess. A boy in the Hazzard Café stood up from the booth of three others and turned on his shinny white sneaker causing it to squeak. The sound stopped short as the boy stopped in mid track bumping hard into a force standing solid as a brick wall. …

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** The title is pretty much self explanitory, but for those of you who would like specifics. This is a topic that I made for people to post there small lil' memories or Christmas stories. Ya know, the short lil' ones that don't seem to make there way into full fledged story form. So weather its a thought that crosses your mind or alil something of Christmas sorts that you'd like to share, fiction or true memory share it with us all if you would please. Hazzard County has seemed alittle depressing for some these past few months, so heres all of our chance to share some Christmas cheer. Thanks ya'll...an Merry Christmas to all. ~Chet Duke & Author Dee.**

(Please follow all Round Robin rules an restrictions for this story. Also please be curtious and neat. Thank you. ) "Thanks Doric! Have a good evening." Chet Duke called back to the lady at the cash register as he left the small corner store in down town Hazzard. His arms weighed down with plastic bags of groceries that his wife had sent him to fetch at the store. He was relieved to finally reach his white Dodge Charger parked beside the curb and dump the arm full of goods into the passenger seat. A bright yellow piece of paper flickered from the breeze as it was clamped down onto his car’s windshield by the wiper blade. Chet walked around the fender of the car and gra…

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*6am October 25th 2008* The young nose of a Hazzard Gazett delivery boy wrinkled as he rode his bicycle down Hazzard Main Street. Veering around big orange cones and bright yellow caution tape, he raised his arm back and threw the local paper into the smoldering remains of the once small but mighty Hogg Hotel. The small news papers rubber band snapped as it landed on the ashes, unrolling. "Hazzard's 100 Year Old 'Hazzard Hotel' Burns to Ground" "Cause of blaze being investigated." The young boy snorted cockily, it would be one less place he had to deliver the paper to. Leaves whisped and scratched acrossed the pavement of the street, carrying a cold breeze, out …

I thought that it would be cool an interesting to see a cheering crowd or get comments on the Tough Man Contest. An because people are cued in the contest people cant leave there cheers or comments there. So here ya'll can. Feel free to say what you will...just remember this a family site. Have fun~

YOU THINK YOUR A TOUGH MAN? WANNA FIND OUT THE TRUTH BY TESTING YOUR MUSCUL AGIANST THE STRONGEST MEN IN HAZZARD? STEP RIGHT UP! LEAVE YOUR FULL NAME: AGE: HEIGHT: WEIGHT: PLEASE POST BELLOW IF YOU ARE INTERESTED.

*Stands out on the courthouse steps to the assembled crowd with clip board in hand* Ladies and Gentlemen, may I welcome you all to our 3rd annual Hazzard County Thanksgiving Wild Turkey Shoot. The basic idea of this Turkey shoot is a 'turkey' has been selected to go out in Hazzard Woods and the 'hunters' armed with paintball guns will try to track down the 'turkey' and pelt him with paint balls. Whoever out of the hunters completes this mission will win the game and be declared the Turkey Shooting Champ for 2007. However the Turkey can win, but outlasting everyone till Thanksgiving. In order to be fair, the Turkey must make an appearance at least once in the entire stre…

2008 Hazzard Tough Mans Contest Rules No weapons of any kinda. Clean dirty fight. Bascially the object of the fight is to knock your opponet unconcious or battle until your opponet surrenders. In the case of a surrender, surrendering opponet should raise both arms above head wether standing or on the ground. Attacking opponet should immediately back off and return to there own corner of the ring. The winner of a round will move on to the next and be paired up by simularity of weight. The unsuccessful in the fight will be instructed to join the cheering crowd. Any participents caught cheating or breaking the rules will be disquilified. Please show good sportsman ship an …

Balladeer: Now y’all might be wondering why the Generals flyin’ and there ain’t nobody chasing them, and it’s not Saturday night so it ain’t women. Well it’s because Bo’s coming home today after being gone for two weeks visiting his old buddy Jimmy. “Luke, now you’d better just slow down. You know that Rosco’s going to show up ‘round here somewhere.†Daisy warned from shotgun in the General. Uncle Jesse, Daisy, and Luke were all riding into town to pick up Bo. As the General flew into Hazzard Square, the six o’clock bus was just pulling up. “Bo!!†Daisy cried and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. â€Well howdy their …

what do you all thank about the story it's seat in the late 70s The Sun was coming over the bank. It was just another beatiuful day in Hazzard the birds where singing and every things was right or was it. Rosco seat at in his car when a car came up beside him. The plates where out of state and the car was hot the only time Rosco had every see a car that good was maybe those Duke Boys car, he watched as it drove down the street. Rosco: Hay little fat buddy do you have your ears on Boss Hogg: What do you want and it better be good. Rosco: Well huh well Boss Hogg: Rosco you pea brain i dont have all day what is it? Rosco: I just saw this fance car came throw town Boss Hogg: …

*a uniformed Deputy steps up to the bulletin board outside the Hazzard County Courthouse. She places a piece of paper on the board and pokes a thumbtack in to hold it in place. The paper reads...* WANTED: Bad guys. Tough men. Professional smartypants. Must be charmingly smarmy, sharp witted, outrageously good looking and be able to say "I'm a bad guy, I can take care of myself" with feeling! Submit your application to: Deputy MaryAnne Coltrane, Hazzard County Sheriff's Office, Hazzard County, GA. Any former good guys who want to take a walk on the bad side may also apply. Be forewarned, the application process is strict. Void where prohibited. Must be at least 18 years…

CHAPTER ONE"The Runaway And His Return" Balladeer: This here story took place long before the Duke boys were on probation. Bo was 8 and Luke was only 12 when this started and that was years ago. Bo had ranaway from home after a fight with Luke. It was 6 years that Bo was missing and the Duke family was on a road trip to spend time together before Luke left for Vietnam. They came acrossed a traveling circus. The trapeze artists were practicing. During practie they always had the nets up. Jesse showed the owner of the circus a photo of Bo. The owner looked up towards the trapeze. Just then Luke and Daisy joined Uncle Jesse. "Uncle Jesse, what's going on?" Daisy asked.…

~ PROLOUGE~ "I`m sorry `bout your grandpa dyin`.He was a kind man,"Daisy whispered to her as they stood in front of the open grave. "Thanks Daisy,"the young girl replied,her voice cracking a bit. Toshia White had lost her grandfather,James White,a few days earlier to a massive heart-attack.She had never felt so alone.Heck,if it hadn`t been for Daisy and her family,Toshia wasn`t sure where she`d be right now.Daisy`s family,the Dukes,had been friends with her family ever since Toshia could remember.Bo and Luke were Daisy`s cousins.Bo was ALWAYS teasing her and she could never figure out why.Probably because she could climb trees,run faster and swim better than he coul…

Well friends it is has been a rainy overcast kinda day in hazzard which is gonna put a damper on Bo's plan for taking mary lou parker on a date tonight at the Boars Nest and Luke is planning on going for a ride. So as Bo is getting ready for his date tonight at the farm Luke is over at cooter's renting a car to meet his friends tonight in Atlanta ", hey Cooter do you got a set of wheel's I could borrow for tonight since Bo has the general on account of he is taking Mary-Lou on date at the Boars Nest ", Then Cooter says " sure do Luke it's in the back it has a nice engine . Then Luke replies " Thanks Crazy C i'll take good care of it see ya ", Meanwhile Bo has left the f…

This story is the squeal to to Julieduke's round robin story. So here it goes --------------------------- Hazzard County is like one big happy family. Meaning when one person is in trouble then everybody is in trouble and helps bail you out. So you can imagion what everybody thought when Dusty Rose Duke came back to Hazzard after supposely marrying Hughie Hogg only to find out that she didn't and was 8 months pregnant with twins. She was raped and no one knows except the Duke family that the twins are Hughies. But tonight was Saturday and everyone was at the Boar's Nest including the whole Duke family which included: Uncle Jesse, the patriarch, Luke and his wife Layla and…

(I do not own the characters or the TV show) Narrator: Tonight on the Dukes, Bo gets into a wreck, Luke & Mary Lou make it official, Boss has something planned for the Dukes and Vanessa Carlton gets caught in Boss's celebrity speed trap. Vanessa Carlton: "Heroes and theives at my door." (Dukes intro) Balladeer: It was one of those peaceful mornings in Hazzard County where it seems nothing can go wrong. But today is one day that somethin' can go wrong that involves the Dukes. (In the General Lee) Daisy(on the CB): Bo, Luke, y'all got your ears on? Luke: We got ya, Daisy. What's up? Daisy: I'm at the Boar's Nest and I'm closin' early and I need a ride. Luke: We are on o…

(Anyone can join in. But only ORIGINAL characters, please.) It was a beautiful day in Hazzard. Birds were flying in the blue sky and everything seemed peaceful. It was 7 a.m. o'clock and the town was waking up. At the Court House Enos was jawning, looking at the papers on the desk. "Possum on a gum bush", he jawned again. The phone rang.

Some say that a past could be checkered. So checkered, that often times one would find themselves haunted. Haunted or in more cases, Hunted! But how was one to distinguish one from the other? How did one find themselves both Haunted and Hunted at the same time? Some one should have given Dusty all this information before she met the one man who would turn her life upside down with a snap of her fingers. Dusty Rose Duke was born in Hazzard County, GA to Joseph Duke Sr. and Cordelia Duke but was raised by her Uncle Jesse along with her cousins. If only some one had told her that by meeting Dean Winchester, in a seedy low-tell/motel, in New Orleans, and that she would e…