The idea in this game is that you create a journal detailing the events of some unnamed adventurer by taking turns posting a line of an entry, eventually detailing the adventurer's life.  It's based on this, which was technically someone other than me, but whatever, I'm making the topic because there is a significant lack of successful game topics that I've made.  
The rules are: Only post one sentence per "journal entry", let entries come to a reasonable conclusion (dont just cut it off mid-entry because you want to post), give entries numbers in chronological order (no prequel entries, once somethings happened its happened for the remainder of the entries)(If you start a new chain, you can start on any day. It can go day 482, day 490, day 550, but it can't go day 482, day 481 or day 480, day 490, day 482.). After a while (when it seems right), there will be an opportunity to make a new chain of entries. Start each chain with the word Journal so people know its a separate entry chain and not just another entry. Win by................. ENJOYING YOURSELF? We're all the real winners here.

Journal
Day 1
I've departed on my trip and am all packed.

The plane was crappy, It had no engines.

But the wheels were fine.

Thankfully, that got me halfway over the atlantic ocean safely.

The other half led to the imminent destruction of the plane and landed me, the only survivor inside the belly of a giant sea serpent.

fortunately the serpent had a strong gag reflex and couldnt swallow me

It was quiet rude, no one wants to be told that they are indigestible.

The monster gave me a ride back to land, which was nice of him; but he neglected to mention that it wasn't civilized land.

Day 2

The Uncivilized land is being uncivilized. It ate a salad without a salad fork.

I have taken upon myself the duty of fixing this travesty.

But they used the newly made forks to brush their hair.

They listen to seagulls too much.

But then they ate the seagulls using the forks... which was really messy.

I scolded them and cleaned up the mess, but I was glad to see them eating with utensils. I think I made some progress today.

Day 4

Teaching the land to use tools was a bad idea. The fork revolution is upon me.

But as they say, forks over knives.

Well, not anymore, since there's a revolution on. The knives have oppressed the forks for long enough; it ends today.

The natives cower in fear as the war begins, shards of metal flying as the utensils battled on the beach.

Day 5

A peace treaty has been signed. They have realised that they are utensils and can't actually die, so the war against each other is pointless. Now they have declared war on me.

"I hope my kung fu lesson pays off....Just that one lesson"

I don't remember if it covered what to do when sentient blades attempt to bury themselves in one's flesh, but maybe I can extrapolate from what I remember. They had to make this stuff up one time already, after all. How hard can it be to recreate that?

Day 6
It was very very hard.

Alright, let's try the judges office.

Edit: Wrong thread, that's what I get for keeping so many tabs open. You can pretend this was an actual post or just ignore it, your choice.

The judges office was quite bare and rather boring, just a desk and a bookshelf.

I was prosecuted harshly for inciting war. I am to be imprisoned for life tomorrow.