Results [Issue 49] Tanki Mythology

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

 

It is time...... to know....... who has done justice to this contest.

 

 

Greetings, tankers and tankeresses. The Mythology contest is over, and it is time to reward our glorious heroes with riches of which they may or may not have imagined.
 
But first, I'd like to give you all a word of advice. Many people completely misunderstood the idea of mythology, and even after I gave you a sample article, I still saw people referring to real life people (which is okay as long as you don't do it directly) which should absolutely not be done in mythology. You can retain names, but your storyline has got to be a fantasy.
 
Very few of the participants in this contest did any justice to the contest, but those heroes who did have risen to the ranks of heroes. I saw a few exceptional entries which are certainly reporter material (GO AND APPLY NOW!) while there remain a lot of rewardable entries.
 
While choosing was not tough, I certainly hope you all understand that I did this with the contest's aim in mind. Without further ado, let's get to the results!
 

 
In first place winning 30 000 crystals with a well structured, near-perfect storyline that has EVERYthing a tale of mythology needs is...

@KillerGnat

GodMode_ON

It is with a heavy heart that I give my recount of the happenings all those long years ago. When the world of Tanki was in its first stages of growth. Certain things have come up though, which have made it necessary to give the truth.
 
It happened many years ago, during the hardest battles against the lags and hackers. I was there, in the middle of it all. The people of Tanki were leaving. Too long had hackers been ruining their lives, and the time had come for something to happen. The gods in their abode atop mount Perm, deliberated over what they should do. Their warriors were spent, and defeat seemed inevitable. All was lost, until he came. He was nothing special in the eyes of the gods, only a small warrior from earth, granted immortality after a favor done for a lesser god. But through much discussing, he persuaded the gods to give him command of the last army, for one final stand against the hackers. Boldly they marched out against their foes, with their leader at the forefront, charging so gallantly, we thought, to their death. All was quiet in the fortress, everyone walked as though in a daze, straining their ears to hear any sounds of battle from without. Then, in an instant, a mighty horn blast was blown, sending us all into a frenzy. It was the army returning. In victory or defeat we knew not. The gates flew open, and the victorious commander rode in on his steed. The city around us burst into songs and laughter. The hackers had been defeated, and the lags vanquished. The commander was given the title of Protectorate of Tanki. 
 
In the years that followed, when hackers once again slinked back after their defeat, the hero, now known as GoodMode_ON, rode out with his band of followers to drive them out again. His fame spread throughout the entire land of Tanki, and many songs were sung about his bravery. 
 
But alas, all good things must come to an end. I know not how it started, but rumors began circulating about GoodMode. He was beginning a revolt against the gods, some people said. Others stated that he was in fact a hacker in disguise. These whispers did not go noticed by the high council, and they went in session to discuss the young hero. After many long days of heated debate, the final verdict was revealed: GoodMode was banished from the realms of Tanki for high treason and fraternizing with hackers. How the high council came to these discoveries, no one knew, but GoodMode was soon escorted outside the city with an armed guard. As they left him on the outer boundaries of Tanki, he declared "You'll regret this!" The guards took no notice of this threat, and sent him away into the wild. 
 
All was well again in Tanki, for many years, until rumors of a new threat, more terrible even than hackers or lags, arose. A human had been seen. His power was unmatched, and no person had yet been able to stop him. His name was GodMode_ON.
 
 

 

*****

 
In second place winning 25 000 crystals with another beautifully written piece of work, losing out on first place solely due to lack of variety within the story, is...

@Lethal_Injection

The Origin of Firebird

 

 

An ancient army marched its way towards its ultimate goal: to  find the end of the earth, and with it the promise of an unimaginable paradise and an eternal life. Many kingdoms had sent their armies in pursuit of this grand prize, but they all knew only one could claim it. Shrubs and grass had long since given way to barren rock and sun-scorched earth. There was not a sign of life of any kind. A jagged mountain range composed entirely of volcanoes, some spewing molten rock and ash, was visible on the horizon.
 
Suddenly, the commander halted his mighty army; an excited murmur swept through the ragged troops. On the horizon, the distant silhouette of another army was faintly visible, a stark contrast against the barren land through which they marched. Silently, the commander signaled his lieutenants to move their columns into an attack formation.
 
The armies approached each other and clashed. A thunderous noise erupted around the battlefield as war chariots raced across the desert, swords clanged, and spears were thrown. Occasionally, a lucky archer found a chink in his target’s armor, and he would fall without making a sound.
 
Row after row of men marched to their deaths. The battle raged on, seemingly without end.
 
Suddenly, a gigantic fissure opened in the ground below the soldier's feet. Some were swallowed by the gap immediately. A creature never before seen emerged from the gap. It was covered in scales, and it flew on its giant, leathery wings. It was a dragon, but nothing like the ones that the soldiers had heard about as children from their mothers.
 
The dragon did not open its mouth, but as it gazed down upon the now trembling soldiers, it’s voice was heard clearly across the once-active battlefield.
 
The creature proceeded to open its maw and produced a giant column of flame, directed right at the soldiers. Many were vaporized instantly. Others fell, screaming, as the flame had set their armor alight.

Those who were not in the immediate vicinity of the flame scrambled. They ran, retracing the long march to the hell that they fought in. When they returned to their respective kingdoms, they told stories of the giant creature, burning everything in sight. The awed scribes and clergymen of the kingdoms took note of this, and the creature was worshipped as a deity from then on.[/background]
 
Centuries have passed. The very concept of war has not changed, and it never will. Likewise, the legend of the dragon and the battle on that fateful day never died. It stayed with the people, embedded in nursery rhymes, and inscribed in the Ancient Books. As technology progressed it became every engineer’s dream to create a weapon that could mimic the legendary dragon.
 
Finally, the efforts of the engineers began to bear fruit. Generations have passed, and now tanks ruled the battlefield. Technology was finally ready to be melded with mythology. Their creation was a turret that could scorch everything in its vicinity while setting its targets alight. It was a fearsome, awe-inspiring sight on the battlefield. Its name: Firebird.

In third place, winning 20 000 crystals with a neatly engineered, inconspicuous but powerful entry, is...

 
@firebolt55439

The Punishment

 

 

Long, long ago, during the Great Turret Wars, the prophecy was incumbent, its conclusion imminent. It came during a dark time for the inhabitants of the planet, but the prophet had foretold that a chief of one the lowliest nation-states would bring about an end to the suffering, should he be able to resist temptation.
 
That chief’s name was Leo. One day, an entity made itself known to him and revealed the details of the prophecy to him, informing him that he was the subject of the prophecy. Leo was in a state of shock upon learning this.Me? I will save the entire planet?
 
The violence steadily escalated in the coming months, and little by little, the prophecy was pushed to the back of his mind. A summit in hope of drafting a peace accord of all the chiefs was summoned, to be held the next day.
 
The next morning, Leo received the bad news: his parents had been killed due to poor border security during a skirmish. He was absolutely devastated, but reluctantly set out for the conference, a full twelve hours of walking away, for he could not afford other transportation.
 
About five hours into the trip, he encountered an obviously wealthy, well-dressed man who had been waiting for him. The man revealed himself to be the chief of the most well-off nation-state, who had a reputation for ruthlessness but also honesty. Leo duly inquired what he could possibly want with the chief of a state as insignificant as his.
 
The man laughed at this. “That is precisely the reason I require your assistance. You see, we are very interested in acquiring the land of our rival, and they currently have a strong leader holding them together, without which they would certainly fall apart. Conveniently, this person happens to be in attendance at the summit.”
 
“But… what does that have to do with me?” asked an apprehensive Leo.
 
“If their leader were to be suddenly taken ill at the summit, suspicion would immediately fall upon us. However, if he were to be the victim of a tragic accident on his way back, which just happens to cross your state, we would be blameless, and we would pay you handsomely” replied the chief.
 
Leo was about to refuse, recalling that the prophecy said he would be tempted. However, he then remembered his parents’ death due to a lack of money. Grief, then anger rose up in him, and he accepted the proposal, later using a Shaft to do his dirty work. The other chief honored his word and sent him enough money to create a standing, professional army.
 
Later, the same entity approached him, this time expressing its disappointment. It said that an end to the suffering would still come about, but only after thousands of years of war in the land of Tanki, and as added punishment, turrets would randomly not fire in time.
 
The aforementioned phenomenon was soon dubbed "lag"; thus was born the bane of countless Tanki chief's existence, and it would rear its ugly head many a time during critical moments in battles. 

 

 
However, there are still a few deserving entries left, and we have decided to include consolation prizes worth

10 000 crystals. Remember, guys, there's always next time!
 
The consolation prize winners are :
 

The Genesis of Thunder

 

 

         A great while ago, when the world was chock-full of wonders, tragedies, miracles, miseries .. in a way, as it stands before us today, in the province of Halcyonia lived the righteous King Avanchel in his kingdom of tranquil. All was well; the farmers, the labourers, the knights, the barons, the guardsmen, the craftsmen, the officials, all of them were content and living a peaceful life. Perokmol, the wise local sage however, had predicted a negative shift in the kingdom's long drawn fortunes which the people would succumb to. However, the people had ridiculed him, stating that he was never a benefactor of the King's capability and rectitude.

         But, tragedy struck the kingdom soon as the sage had foreseen. One day, King Avanchel's front-line lookouts informed him about a massive buildup in the vicinity; evil sorcerer Raketa had summoned all her proponents for a ceremony which ennobled her as the supreme leader of all sorcerers. King Avanchel began to think about the possible reasons for this, but his courtiers mocked the lookout's jive, stating that they had no need to contemplate about minor activities of an evil sorcerer when peace was traversing each nook and cranny of King Avanchel's kingdom. Hence the King dissolved the issue brought up.

         However, Raketa and her patrons had indeed gathered for a purpose, an evil one. They had built up a whole army, replete with warlocks, mages, club-swingers, barbarians, wizards and conjurers from across the country. Raketa had announced that she would soon become the most powerful person ever seen, and with that she and her army, demonic instincts in mind, started marching across the country, plundering treasuries, torturing, toppling thrones, raiding and pillaging every home in sight. Having heard of this from several lookouts, the King and a few of his courtiers were worried. The King, afraid of being too complacent, sought to alert his troops, but the other group of courtiers, insisted that no witch or sorcerer could touch his kingdom. King Avanchel was in two minds, but he decided to strengthen his borders and ordered reinforcements. 

         The time had come, Raketa having conquered and destroyed much of the south had turned her focus to the north, and on the way came King Avanchel's peaceful realm that was now on her target. Catapults, mages, rams ambushed the walls of King Avanchel's kingdom, and his few thousand guardsmen were totally overwhelmed by the millions of troops Raketa had managed to gather. The King and his advisers, totally unaware of the magnitude were shocked. The King's courtiers fled as the evil army cut inroads to the core of the kingdom. 

         The King, left alone in his palace watched from his window as fires and destruction raged on at the horizon. There was no time left. He sat on his knees, looked up at the sky and closed his eyes. He had never imagined that evil Raketa would strike even when his kingdom had never come in her way. He opened his eyes and was left astonished. It was raining, it was a thunderstorm, there were a hundred cannons, shooting exploding balls of fire at the evil. Thunder was here.

@DragonOfStorms

Long ago, the great, mighty, glorious, and wise gods of Olympus sat in conference, arguing discussing who was the favorite amongst tankers, the puny mortals locked in combat. Finally Athena, goddess of wisdom, proposed a contest: They would all create a gift, and the god who created the most popular gift would be named the favorite of all tankers. They all hurried off, each smiling, sure that their gift would be the finest, earning them glory everlasting.
 
    Zeus gathered the essence of lightning and sky, mixing them into a mighty paint - naming it after himself, of course. Venus crafted a beautiful paint, 'In Love', sure its beauty (What beauty?) would attract all tankers. Ares created a paint, 'Mars' - as ugly and brutal as he. Poseidon scooped up some seawater, enchanting it and calling it 'Swash'. Hades collected the riches of the earth, using them for his paint - 'Emerald'. Demeter gathered plants, putting 'Flora' together. Apollo took fire from the sun, making 'Inferno'. Artemis, his twin, found moon dust, inventing 'Moonwalker'. Athena wove a magic cloth, imbuing it with defensive attributes and naming it 'Africa'. Dionysus made a paint using his second favorite tree, Cedar. Grapes don't grow on trees, Dionysus! You should know this, being the god of wine and all... Hera stole some of Zeus' blood (That hurt!) to concoct 'Mary', an imposing ugly paint. But Vulcan toiled in his forge for days, building a new weapon, a mighty turret. He carefully cast each part, and lovingly assembled his heavenly (Literally!) creation. He proudly bestowed his own name upon his gift. He was ready.
 
    The Olympians gathered, ready to present their gifts. Each god summoned one of their loyal followers, using their tank to display their gift. Zeus' follower proudly let Zeus paint his tank (As he should! It was a great paint.), and each tanker stood even straighter as their chosen god approached them and presented their gift. Finally, Vulcan's turn came. He walked towards his favorite tanker, back straighter then it had ever been before (He apparently got some new back braces). As he carefully removed the tank's turret, his follower looked at him, puzzled and nervous. He smiled reassuringly at the tanker, and placed his creation upon the tank. Everyone fell silent. Its might, its glory, and its power were beyond compare! Ares, god of war, practically drooled over the turret's destructive potential. Even Zeus admitted Vulcan's creation was the greatest. Tankers were overjoyed at the sight of the new turret, and Vulcan was proclaimed the God of Tanki, second only to Semyon Kirov.

 

@rothro3

The Real Story of the Trojan War
 
You all know the story: the Trojans steal Helen, the Greeks go after her....Blah Blah Blah.  But did you know the unknown side of the story? 
 
So the Greeks were assaulting the city of Troy (and having little success at it), when one night the god Poseidon appeared in the midst of the camp and gave the Greeks a revolutionary weapon: a cannon that fired projectiles faster than the speed of sound. The Greeks were astonished by its power.  Because the cannon was too heavy to carry, the Greek constructed a massive wooden horse on wheels on which to mount their weapon.  After sacking Troy and burning it to the ground, the Greeks invented a fictional story to tell their countrymen, which is the standard tale we know nowadays.  Upon returning to Greece, the Greeks placed it in the temple of Zeus.  Poseidon was enraged and sent his armies to destroy the temple.  The army arrived too late, and when they arrived, they discovered that someone had attempted to steal the cannon, and it had malfunctioned, leaving the temple in ruins.  The thief escaped and went to Italy, where he founded Rome.  
 
Over time, Rome grew, and the Romans used the cannon to conquer their neighbors.  One Roman engineer managed to copy the design of the weapon, and built several duplicates.  These were mounted on the walls of Rome, and attached to the rails. The original was retired to Neptune's (Roman form of Poseidon) temple in Rome, and remained there until the Carthaginians stole the original and its duplicates.  The Romans responded by marching on Carthage and destroying the city.  In the commotion, all the copies were lost and someone smuggled the original cannon out of the city.
 
Centuries past, and no word, not even a whisper was heard of the famed Roman weapon, until all the remaining tales of the super-weapon were discarded as myth.  But Poseidon's gift was not finished.  During WW2, the cannon was tested as potential turret for the Russian t-34 tank, mass produced, and sent into combat.  The turret was dubbed "Railgun" in honor of its history as a Roman defense.  Railgun-mounted tanks were a huge success, and demolished any opposition.  In retaliation to Railgun's triumph on the battlefield the Germans sabotaged all active Railguns, except the original, which was rescued by a soldier nicknamed "Hornet" for his swift battle tactics.  Hornet took the original to Solikamsk and enshrined it in an underground catacomb.  When Tanki Online was created, one of the developers insisted upon including the weapon as a memoir to its service in WW2.  Purposely made overpowered, the gun rose in popularity until it was practically worshiped.
 
And that, my now-informed tankists, is why Railgun is the ultimate destruction machine, divinely predestined so long ago.

 

 
And that's it, tankers, from this tankers! Hope you liked this contest, and mind, this contest WILL be making a return! :D
 
Till that happy moment, this is your demigod TNT signing off! See you in the holy battlefields!
 
 

Edited July 24, 2017 by Hexed

[Zenyth 6,494]

Excellent stories!

Thanks for the consolation!

 

 

 

I think this is the 4th straight issue I am winning crystals in! :lol:

 

 

[GeneralNemesis 497]

sad i didnt win anything.anywasy was my first contest

[Zenyth 6,494]

sad i didnt win anything.anywasy was my first contest

Keep trying. I won for the first time in January I think and I was trying since a year, on and off. :P

[marc.jp_44 20,837]

Wow, I can't believe I still haven't won anything ... EVER! Anyways, Congo to the winners!

[Anonono 1,233]

Great stuff guys, Good idea for contest TNT aswell.

[DragonOfStorms 2,706]

10,000 crystals! WOOHOO! Thanks so much, TNT! I really enjoyed writing my entry, this contest was a blast. Great to hear that it will be back!

[Zenyth 6,494]

10,000 crystals! WOOHOO! Thanks so much, TNT! I really enjoyed writing my entry, this contest was a blast. Great to hear that it will be back!

you're gonna get Stinger?

I can't.. :(

[DragonOfStorms 2,706]

you're gonna get Stinger?

I can't.. :(

Maybe. I now have 73k, I might buy some crystals and get Stinger...

[KillerGnat 3,135]

Whoa! I wasn't expecting that  :blink:.

 

Thanks TNT, and congrats to everybody else.

[firebolt55439 1]

I'm very surprised, but pleasantly so of course, that my entry was deemed worthy of 3rd place :)

 

Much thanks to TNT, and congratulations to all applicants.

Edited February 20, 2016 by firebolt55439

[Lethal_Injection 586]

Wow thank you so much TNT! I a honored that you awarded me with second place. Congratulations to all of the other winners as well!

 

P.S. Can you try to have the crystals in our accounts before the iron days sale?

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

P.S. Can you try to have the crystals in our accounts before the iron days sale?

We'll try our best; if it doesn't reach you, just PM me :)

[Helindu_2014 830]

Damn......I'm really not in to mythology so I didn't participate.

tbh These stories changed my mind.

[Lethal_Injection 586]

Hey TNT, I noticed that a small section of my story was excluded in this post. Was that intentional or by accident?

[assolik 134]

I lost! Oh well I tried hard and it was my first contest. I'll win next time! :P

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

Hey TNT, I noticed that a small section of my story was excluded in this post. Was that intentional or by accident?

Oh. Just tell me which one was left out and I'll add it in. My coding was giving me a lot of trouble <_< might have edited it by mistake. :)

[Hex 11,520]

Yep, I made neither a story nor a poem... Didn't read that line till the very end. And then I went *facepalm*

[DragonOfStorms 2,706]

Oh, I shouldn't have mentioned Semyon. Is that my main error, TNT? Any other tips?

[HaloScorpionV2 438]

Oh well, my entry was more for comedy anyway :p

[LOLKILLERTOTHEDEATH 1,921]

everyone reallly hates me today, first those cutoms, then the mall, then subway, then my teacher, then ight sisters and now TNT. NVMi GO SLEEP NOW

[Zenyth 6,494]

everyone reallly hates me today, first those cutoms, then the mall, then subway, then my teacher, then ight sisters and now TNT. NVMi GO SLEEP NOW

lol

were you at an airport?!

[GeeVuh 1,647]

If I lost because of plagiarism of Lethal_Injection, I didn't plagiarize anything. I swear. I read only the stories on the first page before I wrote mine... But, if I lost fairly, and I do admit that these stories are quite good, I'll just resign and try again next time. Although, I do wish I had gotten at least a consolation prize...

 

P.S. to TNT: Did you consider my story?

Edited February 20, 2016 by GeeVuh

[Zenyth 6,494]

If I lost because of plagiarism of Lethal_Injection, I didn't plagiarize anything. I swear. I read only the stories on the first page before I wrote mine... But, if I lost fairly, and I do admit that these stories are quite good, I'll just resign and try again next time. Although, I do wish I had gotten at least a consolation prize...

 

P.S. to TNT: Did you consider my story?

good luck in future contests ;)

[Lethal_Injection 586]

If I lost because of plagiarism of Lethal_Injection, I didn't plagiarize anything. I swear. I read only the stories on the first page before I wrote mine... But, if I lost fairly, and I do admit that these stories are quite good, I'll just resign and try again next time. Although, I do wish I had gotten at least a consolation prize...

 

P.S. to TNT: Did you consider my story?

I personally think that your story was quite original and in no way a copy of mine. I enjoyed reading it. Best of luck in future contests!

Edited February 20, 2016 by Lethal_Injection