Round Robin Stories

(This story takes place a few weeks after my character Jimmy Duke comes to Hazzard. All characters are welcome!) Rebel, Jimmy Duke's 1971 Plymouth RoadRunner, roars through Hazzard's backroads, followed by the General Lee. Jimmy has just installed new racing slicks and is eager to test them out before the Dash Around Atlanta, a 3-lap race throughout the streets of Atlanta. Jimmy and the Duke boys tear closer and closer to the mound of dirt the Dukes jumped when they were trying to rescue Daisy from Laurel and Hardy, or should I say two robbers disguised as Laurel and Hardy. "Let's see how these babies take this jump, boys!" was what the Duke boys heard on the CB. Rebel…

bethie88 do you think you can start out a story for me about me and that i fall in love woth bo? ok i well next time

Hey ya'll! I figured it was time for me to try my hand at a round robin story! So let's get started! "It's was a fine day Hazzard County, the birds are a-singin', the fish are a-swimmin' and the General Lee is a-runnin', from the law." states the balladeer, with the hint of a grin in his voice. The General Lee fishtales around a corner in the dirt road. Sirens can be close behind in the distance. "Damn it Peter, you picked up a local smokie!" "Well it wasn't my idea to swipe this orange boat! I bet the owners are always in trouble driving this beauty!" The driver replies. "Now hold on a second here! That ain't who we normally see driving the General Lee. Where…

"What's this?" Amanda asked as a stack of papers slapped to the glass desk top. "I didn't read it, it's marked confidental." Jake Thruber snapped back, his usual grumpy self. "You're a lovely man, do ya know that Jake?" Amanda replied, the hint of sarcasm etched into her voice. "Thanks boss." He mumbled, already walking through her office door. Amanda rolled her deep green eyes and sat back in her chair, prepared to read the latest crime against the envrionment that she held in her hands. ~~~~~ "By the look on your face Ms. Robson, I'd say you've heard the news." Boss Jefferson Davis Hogg snickered as he pushed into Amanda's office, Jake trying to hold him back, "You can…

Just wondering.

Well several years ago in high school when I took a writing class, they had us do these writing exercises...one that I liked was where someone started the story with a sentence or a paragraph before passing it on to someone else to add onto it with their own paragraph or a sentence. So there is no theme or plot to plan ahead or to really think about, but just to write. So where one person takes it one way the other person can take the story/exercise to a different direction...if that makes sense? I had thought about starting this a long time ago, but chickened out not knowing how well it would go online, but with how quiet it has been around this forum, I thought I would …

*Pauses at the bulleton board in town square to tack up a small piece of paper. Scrounges for a tack among the million other advertizements and what not posted up. Job wanted ASAP! Hard worker, skilled in carpentry, farming, ranching, excolent with horses and livestock. *Removes my black Stetson cowboy hat and whips the swet off my brow then leaves the bulleton, hopeful that someone will contact me for some work as soon as possible.*

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.

i am starting a new dukes of hazzard role play all is welcome to join

Note: please tell me what you think even if you don't add to the story this will be my character around the forum. It's one of them nice spring days in Hazzard,the trees are a gettin their leaves and the flowers are a blooming. Well lookie yonder there comes somebody looks to me like a stranger to town let's take a closer look. Oh that ain't no stranger that there pretty little filly is 22 year old Brandy Lou Davenport or B.L. for short that's L.B. Davenports little sister. B.L. pulled into hazzard square by the movie theater wondering if anybody besides her cousin Cooter would remember her. It had been a while since she'd been to Hazzard having gone off to college to be…

I'd like to try a new game. It's something like a round robin, but it's not a round robin. Well, I start a fic (a one-shot), and everyone may add the last part of the fic. Only one part to add in order to create a one-shot. I don't know if it works. Anyway, I give a try. This is the beginning of the fic: It’s an usual day in Hazzard. The sky is blue, and a spring breeze makes the air bracing. There’s usual working at Duke’s farm. Uncle Jesse is looking after farm animals. Bo and Luke are chopping firewood. Daisy is in the kitchen. “Hey cousin, hurry up with that firewood. We have a lot of other things to do†Bo sighs after Luke’s words, “Don’t wa…

Bo's daughter, Aiana, at this point in time has left Hazzard far behind her. Bo and His Late wife Jessica fully supported the decision she made 5 long years ago to go Hollywood in hopes of a singing career. She made it into the singing buisiness by a thin rope by joining the band Dancing With the Devil as a back singer and base guitar player. Bo and his 3 sons still lived in their yellow clapboard house just outside of town. And now with Jameson going off to OSU there was no hopes in having enough money to move around. Bo nearly collapsed when Levi said that there was a letter from Aiana. He grabbed the letter out of Levi's hands and tore open the envelope like a hungry w…

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…

C;mon Ya'll tell us what ya thank bout it soo far..... and what you think bout them danged Dukes and Davenports LOL..

Hi all, been reading the different RR's here and thought I'd share an idea for a possible RR. Here's a long summary of the idea: Bo has a twin brother and they've grown up together, but their parents were killed in a car crash when they were 13. Not wanting to risk getting seperated by going to the orphange, they run away and end up in Hazzard. There they live on the streets a few months until they run into the dukes after getting arrested by Rosco for stealing some food from the store. Feeling sorry for them, the Dukes agree to adpot them both. If anyone wants to do this with me, feel free to start or whatever

** 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.**

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 …

She was doing her chores just like any other day that she would, when she heard that familiar car pull up into her fathers driveway. Amelia walked out of the barn from doing her barn chores and milking one of their cows. She glanced at Bo and Luke as they got out of their car and her dad walked towards them. She wondered what the boys were their for. Sure her dad's roof was old and needed new shingles but other than that she felt like they didn't need help. After her brother left, she felt like she could handle most of the farm chores by herself along with her house hold chores, she didn't need the help of two country boys that were her neighbors and who she went to schoo…

"Bo where ya at?" yelled a pretty young blonde laying on the bed. Bo looks into the bedroom with a concerned look on his face, "Who are you and what are you doing in my bed????" "Bo, come on we met last night at the Boar's Nest. You invited me to spend the night, although I don't think we did anything." Bo looks out the window and then back again at the blonde. "Ma'am I don't remember very much from last night, Uncle Jesse's moonshine hits pretty hard when you have too many swigs of it." The blonde looks at her watch and says, "i'm sorry but i've got to be going, it was nice meeting you, now that i'm leaving you should never talk to me again." Bo looks with a puzzle look …

The Answer My Friend Is Blowin The Wind (DOH/CSI: Miami Crossover) What do you guys think about this for a story idea? Julie give me your answer ok!

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…

It's winter time in Hazzard and unfortunately half of Hazzard down with the flu over at the dukefarm while Bo , Daisy , was enjoying a nice country breakfast Luke was still in bed sleeping he's been sleeping which wasn't like Luke. " Bo why ain't Luke up yet ?". asked Jesse " Luke's been sleeping alot lately yesterday he slept until noon". said Bo " well that ain't like him he's usually up with the sun ". said Jesse " Sure hope he ain't coming down with something like the flu ". said Jesse Cue Anyone

its always good to give me ideas about the next part to the story or feedback on how the story is going right now.

Tonight on the Dukes unexpected snow blizzard causes trouble for the Dukes. Well Winter time has finally come to Hazzard but unfortunately for the Dukes it's been more of a pain then a joy on account of the snow their crop has really taken a beating and to make matters worse Luke was out driving in it due to the fact that he volunteered to pick up presents for the orphans.

Come on ya'll help us out here. Tell us what you like and give us suggestions as to where you'd like to see it go. We've got a whole lot of stuff started so tell us what you like! DixieDavenport PS. Course I can't stand that cousin of mine being anywhere near Luke! LOL