Alright I'll start, and you'll follow whomever came before you... sort of.
League felt terrible. He was sitting on the potty all day, with a number not quite solid enough to be 2... perhaps it was #1.75. Regardless, he did not know what coud have caused it, unless it was that strange thing that he had eaten (he had assumed it was a chocolate coconut macaroon)...
Basicly, this story goes further and further into the past. You explain the one above you with a story about yourself in the third person. Thus, people can come to this thread at any moment and see the turn of events unfold. As well, people can come to the last post and settle with nearly anything as long as it explains the post above.
So, if you're the immediate poster, you can explain how I came to be sick in your light. For example, if Swashbuckler II posted right after me:
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Swashbuckler II was selling girl scout cookies (hey, Swash II wrote it!). A recent accident (one potential opening, should you post after this fake post) had cause a box of the macaroons to spill open. He counted the cookies that were on the ground: 1, 2,3... 37, 38, 39... in the mud, he saw two objects that could possibly be the 40th and last macaroon. Gingerly, he picked up one of them and put it back in the box. "Whoever eats that is surely gonna have #1.75," he said to himself.
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The first story to be explained is the first one in italics, as I cannot speak for Swash. Now, let's see how the events have unfolded...
...oh, and part two will go further and further into the future, for a strange series of games.