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12/4/2014 6:18:27 AM
Posted: 2 years ago
Chapter 7

Lord Altar unsheathed his sword. The metal screeched against the hard leather. He saw the raiders nearing Liz's group. And was about to run over to fight when a hand grabbed his leg. In a quick reflex, he kicked it away. He turned and watched in horror as a man popped out of the open hatchway. Beside him, another head appeared, coming from the stairs beneath the trapdoor.

He went to hack the men with his longsword but something struck him from behind.

"AH-!" He yelled as a knife dug deep into his left shoulder. Before he could even turn around, he was kicked in the stomach by the bandit who grabbed his leg. Altar recoiled and lost his breath. Another blow hit him across his face. The man behind him pulled out the knife and the pain shot through him like a needle. He could feel the open flesh in his shoulder and the blood soaking his cloth.

"Lord Altar!" The queen yelped, a bandit holding a hand over her mouth and pinning her to the ground. Her son was lying on the floor, head gushing with blood. The raider held Altar's arm as the man in front of him stole his sword. And levelled it to Altar's chest.

"A fin sword. Quit good for killin." he said through his beard and missing teeth. Then he lifted the heavy sword above Altar's head.

But Altar was not known to be a weakling. He fought in the Apaxi conquests once long ago. And he was commander then. He had killed a hundred Apaxis, conquered and burned many of their lands. Lord Altar was no old man who couldn't lift a sword to save himself.

He jerked his head backward and felt his assailant's nose crack and blood squirting from it. Then he ducked beneath the man's arms, sliding swiftly to the back of the man. He heard the man's abrupt scream as the heavy longsword sliced him. Heard the bandit's body sickeningly split into two.

He ducked away from the corpse and kicked the other surprised assailant in the chest. The man dropped Altar's sword. With a grunt Altar picked it up and swung it around in a circle, then gripped it tightly with his gloved right hand. One of the men holding down Queen Gina, got up and ran toward Altar with a dagger. He was obviously stupid and untrained for combat.

Altar effortlessly slitted the man's throat with a swipe of his sword. The metal glistened with blood. He walked over to the two men pinning the queen, who both looked up at Altar, now scared. They could have done something smart such as threatening to kill the queen, but they were only low street criminals who came armed with only daggers and knives.

The raiders released Queen Gina and scrambled away. Altar would have chased them but there were still the attackers near Romani's group to take care of. He quickly came beside the queen.

"My queen! Are you hurt?" He asked with great concern.

"My baby," she cried out when she saw her son still lying cold on the ground. Altar ran to the boy. He carried him and gently laid him down beside the queen who sat up and wrapped her arms around him. Altar stuck two fingers to the boys neck and felt for a pulse.

"Is - Is he dead?" Queen Gina asked in a soft whimper. Altar feared for the boy's life. But after awhile he took his fingers away from the boy's neck.

"Is he dead!?" The Queen asked hysterically now, tears brimming her eyes. Altar felt the wind blow softly. He knew he should be over to Liz's side, protecting her from the raiders. And he thought about calling them back to the trapdoor but realised that there would only be more men waiting on the other side of the tunnel. He needed to go help, but the Queen held his cloak, holding it tightly, waiting for his answer. A grim look cast his face. And out of nowhere, rain began falling down on them, drops splashing on Altar's nose and lips. The raindrops began to merge with the Queen's tears as she looked at Altar with eyes showing deep deep fear.

"Yes."

His head sunk as low as it could go. He could do nothing to help the Queen grieve as she screamed her son's name. But her sobs and cries were drowned out by the roar of the rainfall. It washed the blood off of Edward. Off the queen's son. Off the royal heir to the throne.

And all he could do was stand and watch.

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Jibber clutched his sprained ankle, it was swelling now. He grimaced in pain as he craned his neck to look at the oncoming band of raiders. Arrows flew but all of them missed him. And luckily none had hit Lord Romani or Lady Elizabeth. But his master - his friend - was rolling back and forth on the ground, holding his thighs and lifting his wounded leg up in the air. Jibber saw Adam try to pull the arrow out, but his hands slipped, unable to hold the arrow right, still drunk from the barrel of mead.

"Adam!" He shouted at him, but his master didn't respond. He turned to Lord Romani who was shaking Liz, yelling at her to wake up.

"Stormborn Romani!" He called out, Romani faced him. "They're coming. Do you have a weapon with you?"

"No I'm afraid not squire. I wouldn't be panicked if I did." Jibber knew he was telling the truth. Lord Romani had earned the title Stormborn during the Apaxi rebellion. At a time when all hope was lost and fifty thousand Apaxi soldiers were marching towards the gates of Daltonia, it was Stormborn Romani who led the Royal army into battle. It was Lord Romani of house Bluesteel who united the armies of houses Bluesteel and Bench and fought back the Apaxi men. Saving the city from being conquered.

"Well looks like we are screwed." Jibber muttered.
Lord Romani lifted an eyebrow at him.

"Screwed? Where did you pick up such language squire?" Jibber ignored Lord Romani. He turned back and saw an arrow fly straight at him. Panicked, he swerved sideways and the arrow flew by his ear and stuck on the ground behind him. The raiders yelled out of their black hoods, sword lifted and ready for slaughter. Jibber hurried and pulled the arrow out of the ground. He would use it to protect himself.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Lord Romani shielding Lady Elizabeth in his clock. And a few feet away, he saw Adam finally pull the arrow out, screaming curses as he did. The band of thugs was upon them now and Jibber was furthest ahead of the group behind him. Facing the dozen thugs alone.

The first wave of them came close to him, and now raindrops had started to fall. The drops splashed onto the raider's ugly faces. The first raider met Jibber, holding a pickaxe in his hand. The raider grinned and showed rotten teeth. He swung at Jibber with the pickaxe.

Jibber had once said to Adam that before he was a squire, he was many things. And an expert sword lancer was one of them. He ducked the sideways swing and brought his knee up the man's testicles. Pain shot through Jibber from the injured ankle but the kick was powerful enough to make the raider's eyes roll upwards and the man collapsed.

Another raider charged at Jibber with a mallet. Jibber rolled over the groaning man lying on the ground and swiftly snatched away the pickaxe. His ankle suffered from the repeated twisting. The raider with the mallet lifted it and brought it down at Jibber. But Jibber threw the pickaxe, which stuck in the bandit's head, blood squirting out. He tried to move quickly to get the pickaxe back from the fallen man but a punch on his face knocked him to the ground. He tasted the blood on his mouth and swerved right as the sword came shimmering down, missing his head.

Jibber sprang up, his swollen ankle screaming and swung a fist at the man's face. He caught the hood of the man and slided it off the his head, revealing the shocking face of a young boy, pale with black eyes.
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12/4/2014 6:23:52 AM
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"Whoops, now that you've seen me, I can't let you live no more," The boy said. The boy swung the sword in an attempt to behead Jibber. Jibber forced himself backwards and the edge of the sword left a small cut on his adam's apple. Jibber crouched down and coughed, holding his bloody throat. He was lucky the blade hadn't cut too deep.

But the young raider stood above him now. Again, from the corner of his vision Jibber saw Adam staggering and facing a giant with a warhammer alone. He saw Liz and Romani fighting off a few thugs by what appeared to be the weapons they found from the men Jibber took down. And now he was about to be the first of them killed. And by who? A boy who couldn't be less than 12 years of age.

"Nighty night." The raider said, kicking Jibber to the ground and pinning him down the shoulder with his boot. He grinned and elevated the thin sword vertical to Jibber's chest. The sword reflected the moonlight and shone bright before Jibber's eyes.

He thought he could almost hear the metal shimmering.

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Adam looked at the arrow in his hand in horror. His mouth gaping at the length of it. That had been in my leg?

His head spun, with memories of a certain rage and a barrel of wine. Wine. He remembered the wine and how good it tasted. Though he couldn't remember much else.

The drunkenness lessened the pain. Distracted Adam from hole in his right leg. He stood up and put all the pressure to his left leg but staggered a little. Once he had his footing he focused his eyes at the blurry sight of men screaming noise at him. What was going on? Is there a party? A parade?

The pain from his leg won against his drunkenness and he felt it burn. He winced and cried out, falling to his left knee. But the pain at least made him more sober and he could concentrate on the sight he was seeing.

Men. A dozen or so of them came running towards Adam with sticks, no, weapons. Adam tried figuring out what weapons but his head hurt like a hand was squeezing his brain.

He could see his squire - no, friend - battling some of the black hooded men. And quite surprisingly taking a few of them down all by himself. It made Adam want to cheer for him. But rain had started to fall and whatever sounds Adam made would be unheard by the drumming of the raindrops.

Adam saw Liz and Romani then, fighting off a few of the men with a pickaxe and mallet. He wanted to go over to them to help but his leg had made him lame.

A moment later, he was confronted by an ogre. Ah sh*t, Adam thought to himself. A bloody huge ogre. But upon further scrutiny, he finally realized it wasn't an ogre at all, but a gigantic sized man. Adam felt he could wrap himself up the giant's leg. Then he noticed the warhammer the giant held. Silver, with small spikes on the flat sides. Great, he thought. Now I'm truly dead.

Adam swayed a bit, the migraine in his head wouldn't go away. The giant cocked his head at him and Adam could see a smirk through the shadows of his hood. A deep voice rumbled from him like the fattest dog in all of Daltonia.

"Brothers, look we got here a dancing man." But the other hooded men seem to have ignored him for no reply came from the chaos that surrounded Adam.

The giant shrugged and lifted the warhammer over his shoulder, hefting it. The weight of it alone could crush Adam. He didn't want to die. Not like this, drunk with strange memories of crying. And he didn't want his friends dying either. Even though there were funny noises in his head, he felt grief for his friends. He knew they would die, along with him. Adam smiled, remembering the fond memory of wanting to be a hero when he was only 10 namedays old.

His head hurt, hurt like hell churning it's burning coal from within. But he reminiscenced days of spending time with Liz. They would sneak into the kitchen halls, Adam urging her to steal the fresh pie Chef Gunter made. Those pies were for the queen only but Adam managed to get enough for himself and Liz. They giggled excitedly when Black Gunter yelled at his squires, demanding to know why some of the pie was eaten.

Adam didn't know why out of all the memories, he remembered this as his last thought in this very moment, standing before a giant and about to have his head crushed with a hammer. But he didn't care anymore.

"Go on. Kill me." Adam spat at the giant and closed his eyes. I'm sorry Liz. Tears rolled down his cheek as he shouted against the heavy downpour of rain.

He waited.

And waited.

But no hammer came down to kill him. Adam opened his eyes, afraid the giant was actually waiting for him so he could see the hammer coming to smash his face. But the giant had stopped and was looking behind his shoulder. Thunder from the distance illuminated the giant's hood. Showing an ugly scared face. When the crackling sound of the thunder resided, Adam heard the clatter of hooves, and neighs of horses. He heard the shouts of an army.

The giant moved suddenly and pushed Adam to the side. He yelped and rolled in the dirt. The giant ran away, away to join the flock of the other black hooded men, all running away from the army.

The army! They were saved! Adam could not believe it. He came back to his senses and looked up to see a stallion come trotting next to him. Someone wearing the robes of the Palace Guards was mounted and he looked down on Adam.

"Ah. Bastard. Everything ok down there?" Even though he was still drunk, Adam recognised the voice. He grinned and laughed insanely.

"Ser Anthony. Never thought I'd be glad to see your ugly face." He shouted over the rain.

"Same. Good to see you're still alive. I think." He smiled back but when he looked away from Adam, his smile disappeared, replaced with a frown. He cantered off towards the men.

Adam was so relieved. He was saved and alive. The relief brought him back to crying again. Tears streaming down his face. He turned to see how his friends had fared.

"Jibber!" He cried out and tried to run but the pain from his leg was agonizing. He managed to crawl toward his friend, who lay lying on the grass, eyes open. When Adam reached him, he sat next to Jibber and sobbed for his friend.

"Jib." He breathed the words gently.

"What?" His friend craned his head looking at Adam curiously. "What is it Adam?"

"I thought you were bloody dead!" He wanted to punch Jibber in the ribs but refrained, not knowing what injuries he had.

"I just didn't move. We were saved. I couldn't believe it." Adam grinned at him but Jibber didn't return the smile. 'Master' Adam, I couldn"t - I - I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what Jib? For not saving my arse? You had your own arse to save."

"No, not that." Jibber sat up and looked at where the raiders had run off to. Now, disapeared. Adam was surprised. Had they jumped off the balcony?

"They took her, Adam. Just yanked her off. Lord Altar. Lord Romani. They couldn't stop them." Jibber stared at the balcony railings where Lord Altar was talking, arguing with Ser Anthony. His army had disappeared too, leaving only a herd of horses. Where had they gone? More importantly, who was Jibber talking about?

"Who Jibber? Tell me." Adam raised his voice against the pouring rain.

Jibber turned to look at his friend, the rain continued falling on the two boy's heads. There was silence between them. But only for a moment before Jibber opened his mouth and replied, loud enough to be heard.

Adam's eyes went wide and his whole world tumbled upside down. Jibber spoke again, shouting now, shaking Adam.

"ADAM, did you hear me?! They took her! They took Lady Elizabeth!"

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12/4/2014 10:20:52 AM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 12/4/2014 6:18:27 AM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
Chapter 7

Lord Altar unsheathed his sword. The metal screeched against the hard leather. He saw the raiders nearing Liz's group. And was about to run over to fight when a hand grabbed his leg. In a quick reflex, he kicked it away. He turned and watched in horror as a man popped out of the open hatchway. Beside him, another head appeared, coming from the stairs beneath the trapdoor.

You dun for, mate.
He went to hack the men with his longsword but something struck him from behind.

You noob.
"AH-!" He yelled as a knife dug deep into his left shoulder. Before he could even turn around, he was kicked in the stomach by the bandit who grabbed his leg. Altar recoiled and lost his breath. Another blow hit him across his face. The man behind him pulled out the knife and the pain shot through him like a needle. He could feel the open flesh in his shoulder and the blood soaking his cloth.

Badass moment in three...two...one...
"Lord Altar!" The queen yelped, a bandit holding a hand over her mouth and pinning her to the ground. Her son was lying on the floor, head gushing with blood. The raider held Altar's arm as the man in front of him stole his sword. And levelled it to Altar's chest.

You dumbass, why not just stab it in already... >.>
"A fin sword. Quit good for killin." he said through his beard and missing teeth. Then he lifted the heavy sword above Altar's head.

SWING IT DAMMIT
But Altar was not known to be a weakling. He fought in the Apaxi conquests once long ago. And he was commander then. He had killed a hundred Apaxis, conquered and burned many of their lands. Lord Altar was no old man who couldn't lift a sword to save himself.

YOU MONSTER D:<
He jerked his head backward and felt his assailant's nose crack and blood squirting from it. Then he ducked beneath the man's arms, sliding swiftly to the back of the man. He heard the man's abrupt scream as the heavy longsword sliced him. Heard the bandit's body sickeningly split into two.

DAYUUUUUUM
He ducked away from the corpse and kicked the other surprised assailant in the chest. The man dropped Altar's sword. With a grunt Altar picked it up and swung it around in a circle, then gripped it tightly with his gloved right hand. One of the men holding down Queen Gina, got up and ran toward Altar with a dagger. He was obviously stupid and untrained for combat.

Aren't most people? :3
Altar effortlessly slitted the man's throat with a swipe of his sword. The metal glistened with blood. He walked over to the two men pinning the queen, who both looked up at Altar, now scared. They could have done something smart such as threatening to kill the queen, but they were only low street criminals who came armed with only daggers and knives.

...

You know, you can still kill someone with a dagger or a knife...
The raiders released Queen Gina and scrambled away. Altar would have chased them but there were still the attackers near Romani's group to take care of. He quickly came beside the queen.

She gonna die.
"My queen! Are you hurt?" He asked with great concern.

Usually they are...
"My baby," she cried out when she saw her son still lying cold on the ground. Altar ran to the boy. He carried him and gently laid him down beside the queen who sat up and wrapped her arms around him. Altar stuck two fingers to the boys neck and felt for a pulse.

He dead. He so dead.
"Is - Is he dead?" Queen Gina asked in a soft whimper. Altar feared for the boy's life. But after awhile he took his fingers away from the boy's neck.

Oh he dead.
"Is he dead!?" The Queen asked hysterically now, tears brimming her eyes. Altar felt the wind blow softly. He knew he should be over to Liz's side, protecting her from the raiders. And he thought about calling them back to the trapdoor but realised that there would only be more men waiting on the other side of the tunnel. He needed to go help, but the Queen held his cloak, holding it tightly, waiting for his answer. A grim look cast his face. And out of nowhere, rain began falling down on them, drops splashing on Altar's nose and lips. The raindrops began to merge with the Queen's tears as she looked at Altar with eyes showing deep deep fear.

Jit he be dead nigga!

WTF am I saying. XD
"Yes."

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
His head sunk as low as it could go. He could do nothing to help the Queen grieve as she screamed her son's name. But her sobs and cries were drowned out by the roar of the rainfall. It washed the blood off of Edward. Off the queen's son. Off the royal heir to the throne.

Well that had less dramatic effect than its intention. ;3
And all he could do was stand and watch.

FEEL DAT SHAME >:D
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Jibber clutched his sprained ankle, it was swelling now. He grimaced in pain as he craned his neck to look at the oncoming band of raiders. Arrows flew but all of them missed him. And luckily none had hit Lord Romani or Lady Elizabeth. But his master - his friend - was rolling back and forth on the ground, holding his thighs and lifting his wounded leg up in the air. Jibber saw Adam try to pull the arrow out, but his hands slipped, unable to hold the arrow right, still drunk from the barrel of mead.

LOL you gonna die, Adam.
"Adam!" He shouted at him, but his master didn't respond. He turned to Lord Romani who was shaking Liz, yelling at her to wake up.

Wut. She fell asleep at a time like this?
"Stormborn Romani!" He called out, Romani faced him. "They're coming. Do you have a weapon with you?"

Yes, I do, I have a weapon that I'm deliberately choosing not to pull out even though I'm going to die!
"No I'm afraid not squire. I wouldn't be panicked if I did." Jibber knew he was telling the truth. Lord Romani had earned the title Stormborn during the Apaxi rebellion. At a time when all hope was lost and fifty thousand Apaxi soldiers were marching towards the gates of Daltonia, it was Stormborn Romani who led the Royal army into battle. It was Lord Romani of house Bluesteel who united the armies of houses Bluesteel and Bench and fought back the Apaxi men. Saving the city from being conquered.

LOL

The house of Bench.
"Well looks like we are screwed." Jibber muttered.

Amen, brother!
Lord Romani lifted an eyebrow at him.

"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE, B1TCH!" *ninja kick*
"Screwed? Where did you pick up such language squire?" Jibber ignored Lord Romani. He turned back and saw an arrow fly straight at him. Panicked, he swerved sideways and the arrow flew by his ear and stuck on the ground behind him. The raiders yelled out of their black hoods, sword lifted and ready for slaughter. Jibber hurried and pulled the arrow out of the ground. He would use it to protect himself.

How can one protect himself with an arrow besides stabbing? O.o
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Lord Romani shielding Lady Elizabeth in his clock. And a few feet away, he saw Adam finally pull the arrow out, screaming curses as he did. The band of thugs was upon them now and Jibber was furthest ahead of the group behind him. Facing the dozen thugs alone.

Jibber gonna die.

They all gonna die.
The first wave of them came close to him, and now raindrops had started to fall. The drops splashed onto the raider's ugly faces. The first raider met Jibber, holding a pickaxe in his hand. The raider grinned and showed rotten teeth. He swung at Jibber with the pickaxe.

Why are these raiders so barbaric...

I feel self-conscious about my image now... LOL
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12/4/2014 10:22:52 AM
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Jibber had once said to Adam that before he was a squire, he was many things. And an expert sword lancer was one of them. He ducked the sideways swing and brought his knee up the man's testicles. Pain shot through Jibber from the injured ankle but the kick was powerful enough to make the raider's eyes roll upwards and the man collapsed.

Nut shot FTW!
Another raider charged at Jibber with a mallet. Jibber rolled over the groaning man lying on the ground and swiftly snatched away the pickaxe. His ankle suffered from the repeated twisting. The raider with the mallet lifted it and brought it down at Jibber. But Jibber threw the pickaxe, which stuck in the bandit's head, blood squirting out. He tried to move quickly to get the pickaxe back from the fallen man but a punch on his face knocked him to the ground. He tasted the blood on his mouth and swerved right as the sword came shimmering down, missing his head.

How does a badass like this get his ankle injured by a drunkard? XD
Jibber sprang up, his swollen ankle screaming and swung a fist at the man's face. He caught the hood of the man and slided it off the his head, revealing the shocking face of a young boy, pale with black eyes.

WOOT THAT'S ME

Now watch as I fail hilariously. :3
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12/4/2014 10:32:59 AM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 12/4/2014 6:23:52 AM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
"Whoops, now that you've seen me, I can't let you live no more," The boy said. The boy swung the sword in an attempt to behead Jibber. Jibber forced himself backwards and the edge of the sword left a small cut on his adam's apple. Jibber crouched down and coughed, holding his bloody throat. He was lucky the blade hadn't cut too deep.

GO ME

If I die here, Adam, you shall be very sorry. :3
But the young raider stood above him now. Again, from the corner of his vision Jibber saw Adam staggering and facing a giant with a warhammer alone. He saw Liz and Romani fighting off a few thugs by what appeared to be the weapons they found from the men Jibber took down. And now he was about to be the first of them killed. And by who? A boy who couldn't be less than 12 years of age.

Such a humiliating death. :P

And meh thirteen...
"Nighty night." The raider said, kicking Jibber to the ground and pinning him down the shoulder with his boot. He grinned and elevated the thin sword vertical to Jibber's chest. The sword reflected the moonlight and shone bright before Jibber's eyes.

KILL HIM, DAMMIT!

Well, since this is me, I suppose this should egg him on.

DO IT AND YOU'RE COOL! DO IT AND YOU'RE COOL!
He thought he could almost hear the metal shimmering.

That's your last thought, bruh?
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Adam looked at the arrow in his hand in horror. His mouth gaping at the length of it. That had been in my leg?

That's what she said. Only in a different place.

LOL
His head spun, with memories of a certain rage and a barrel of wine. Wine. He remembered the wine and how good it tasted. Though he couldn't remember much else.

Mmm...wine...yummeh...
The drunkenness lessened the pain. Distracted Adam from hole in his right leg. He stood up and put all the pressure to his left leg but staggered a little. Once he had his footing he focused his eyes at the blurry sight of men screaming noise at him. What was going on? Is there a party? A parade?

Yeah, it's a party, Adam! There's more mead, too! XD
The pain from his leg won against his drunkenness and he felt it burn. He winced and cried out, falling to his left knee. But the pain at least made him more sober and he could concentrate on the sight he was seeing.

You're not going to like that sight...
Men. A dozen or so of them came running towards Adam with sticks, no, weapons. Adam tried figuring out what weapons but his head hurt like a hand was squeezing his brain.

Don't mind me, just defying logic because my head hurts when my leg got injured.
He could see his squire - no, friend - battling some of the black hooded men. And quite surprisingly taking a few of them down all by himself. It made Adam want to cheer for him. But rain had started to fall and whatever sounds Adam made would be unheard by the drumming of the raindrops.

#foreveralone
Adam saw Liz and Romani then, fighting off a few of the men with a pickaxe and mallet. He wanted to go over to them to help but his leg had made him lame.

You get no fun. :P
A moment later, he was confronted by an ogre. Ah sh*t, Adam thought to himself. A bloody huge ogre. But upon further scrutiny, he finally realized it wasn't an ogre at all, but a gigantic sized man. Adam felt he could wrap himself up the giant's leg. Then he noticed the warhammer the giant held. Silver, with small spikes on the flat sides. Great, he thought. Now I'm truly dead.

Welp. You gonna die.

But I doubt the writer will kill himself so early. XD
Adam swayed a bit, the migraine in his head wouldn't go away. The giant cocked his head at him and Adam could see a smirk through the shadows of his hood. A deep voice rumbled from him like the fattest dog in all of Daltonia.

This figurative language just killed the moment. LOL
"Brothers, look we got here a dancing man." But the other hooded men seem to have ignored him for no reply came from the chaos that surrounded Adam.

Also forever alone, eh?
The giant shrugged and lifted the warhammer over his shoulder, hefting it. The weight of it alone could crush Adam. He didn't want to die. Not like this, drunk with strange memories of crying. And he didn't want his friends dying either. Even though there were funny noises in his head, he felt grief for his friends. He knew they would die, along with him. Adam smiled, remembering the fond memory of wanting to be a hero when he was only 10 namedays old.

So you're crying and grieving, and now you're smiling.

Mood swing.
His head hurt, hurt like hell churning it's burning coal from within. But he reminiscenced days of spending time with Liz. They would sneak into the kitchen halls, Adam urging her to steal the fresh pie Chef Gunter made. Those pies were for the queen only but Adam managed to get enough for himself and Liz. They giggled excitedly when Black Gunter yelled at his squires, demanding to know why some of the pie was eaten.

THOU SHALT DOTH NOT EATETH THY SACRED PIES
Adam didn't know why out of all the memories, he remembered this as his last thought in this very moment, standing before a giant and about to have his head crushed with a hammer. But he didn't care anymore.

YOLO
"Go on. Kill me." Adam spat at the giant and closed his eyes. I'm sorry Liz. Tears rolled down his cheek as he shouted against the heavy downpour of rain.

Bruh, she tried to abandon you, you know that, right?
He waited.

Yeah, he not gonna die.
And waited.

Nope.
But no hammer came down to kill him. Adam opened his eyes, afraid the giant was actually waiting for him so he could see the hammer coming to smash his face. But the giant had stopped and was looking behind his shoulder. Thunder from the distance illuminated the giant's hood. Showing an ugly scared face. When the crackling sound of the thunder resided, Adam heard the clatter of hooves, and neighs of horses. He heard the shouts of an army.

Lucky you, they came to save your arse. :P
The giant moved suddenly and pushed Adam to the side. He yelped and rolled in the dirt. The giant ran away, away to join the flock of the other black hooded men, all running away from the army.

They gonna beat yo' azz! XD
The army! They were saved! Adam could not believe it. He came back to his senses and looked up to see a stallion come trotting next to him. Someone wearing the robes of the Palace Guards was mounted and he looked down on Adam.

"Why the hell are you drunk?"
"Ah. Bastard. Everything ok down there?" Even though he was still drunk, Adam recognised the voice. He grinned and laughed insanely.

Well that's such a warm greeting.
"Ser Anthony. Never thought I'd be glad to see your ugly face." He shouted over the rain.

Well then.
"Same. Good to see you're still alive. I think." He smiled back but when he looked away from Adam, his smile disappeared, replaced with a frown. He cantered off towards the men.

They all died, by the way.
Adam was so relieved. He was saved and alive. The relief brought him back to crying again. Tears streaming down his face. He turned to see how his friends had fared.

You're not gonna like it. :P
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12/4/2014 11:32:51 AM
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At 12/4/2014 6:23:52 AM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
Excellent job. Quite impressive.
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12/4/2014 11:44:16 AM
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https://www.youtube.com...
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12/4/2014 12:03:32 PM
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Also, when am I going to come in? I don't care what you do with my character, though, it's your story.
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12/4/2014 5:34:05 PM
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At 12/4/2014 11:32:51 AM, mishapqueen wrote:
At 12/4/2014 6:23:52 AM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
Excellent job. Quite impressive.

Much thanks.
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12/4/2014 5:34:34 PM
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At 12/4/2014 5:34:05 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
At 12/4/2014 11:32:51 AM, mishapqueen wrote:
At 12/4/2014 6:23:52 AM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
Excellent job. Quite impressive.

Much thanks.

You're welcome!
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12/4/2014 5:35:14 PM
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At 12/4/2014 10:22:52 AM, RevNge wrote:

Hillarious as always. Where's the rest of the comments tho?
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12/4/2014 5:44:29 PM
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At 12/4/2014 5:37:44 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
At 12/4/2014 11:44:16 AM, PetersSmith wrote:
https://www.youtube.com...

Thank you.

If you don't mind me asking, when do I get introduced as a character? The anticipation is killing me.
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12/4/2014 7:54:06 PM
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At 12/4/2014 5:44:29 PM, PetersSmith wrote:
At 12/4/2014 5:37:44 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
At 12/4/2014 11:44:16 AM, PetersSmith wrote:
https://www.youtube.com...

Thank you.

If you don't mind me asking, when do I get introduced as a character? The anticipation is killing me.

I can't answer that.
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12/4/2014 7:54:54 PM
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At 12/4/2014 7:54:06 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
At 12/4/2014 5:44:29 PM, PetersSmith wrote:
At 12/4/2014 5:37:44 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:
At 12/4/2014 11:44:16 AM, PetersSmith wrote:
https://www.youtube.com...

Thank you.

If you don't mind me asking, when do I get introduced as a character? The anticipation is killing me.

I can't answer that.

Keeping it secret are you? I hope my character is interesting.
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12/7/2014 10:16:22 PM
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HOW did I miss is amazing chapter? :(
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12/7/2014 10:22:01 PM
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At 12/7/2014 10:16:22 PM, Linkish1O2 wrote:
HOW did I miss is amazing chapter? :(

How did you miss mine? ;3

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12/7/2014 10:23:37 PM
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At 12/7/2014 10:22:01 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 12/7/2014 10:16:22 PM, Linkish1O2 wrote:
HOW did I miss is amazing chapter? :(

How did you miss mine? ;3

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12/7/2014 10:24:06 PM
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At 12/7/2014 10:22:01 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 12/7/2014 10:16:22 PM, Linkish1O2 wrote:
HOW did I miss is amazing chapter? :(

How did you miss mine? ;3

*continues to stroke ego with a narcissistic air*

You made a chapter? Am I in it?
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12/7/2014 10:24:20 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
This story has a truly been awesome so far.
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12/7/2014 10:25:43 PM
Posted: 2 years ago
At 12/7/2014 10:24:06 PM, Linkish1O2 wrote:
At 12/7/2014 10:22:01 PM, RevNge wrote:
At 12/7/2014 10:16:22 PM, Linkish1O2 wrote:
HOW did I miss is amazing chapter? :(

How did you miss mine? ;3

*continues to stroke ego with a narcissistic air*

You made a chapter? Am I in it?

LOL, no, but you'll be introduced soon.

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