For clarification, no he isn't. @Truthteller, is this you? We can take action depending on whether it is you or not.

I'll jump in with a note: This section is largely for fun - do what you like. If you're seriously interested with writing as a hobby, please do allow for constructive criticism like what kaisdf, HBTY, and Person_Random are stating. That can go a long way, and once you really start to not just know, but understand what you're writing, you can even have more fun with what you do. My own critique would be that you have to allow for some variety. With some stories, the reason that they sound much better in the writer's head is because in your head, all the details are already there. It's fully fleshed out. However, when you put an idea to writing, you have to bring those descriptions with you so that the readers can also experience what's in your head. A barebones story is something like a set of directions: you follow it from the beginning to the end, and that's it: You turned right, walked 50 metres, took two lefts, took a right, then another left at the next corner, went dead ahead for a kilometre or two, then got to the final right for your destination. For a story, you want a map that details everything along the way. In addition to this, experiment with wording. What I'm about to say is fairly rudimentary, and there' much more to wording than just this (Metaphors and similes are powerful descriptive tools, for example), but for now, just try this. Some sets of words, even though they all have roughly the same meaning, have different connotations. For example: "anger" vs. "rage". One's more explosive than the other. "Hit" vs. "attacked", "wounded", "smacked", "struck", "whipped", etc. They all, more or less, mean the same thing, but when you read them, they make different mental images, no? "The zombie died" vs. "the zombie exploded". If you're feeling adventurous, you don't even need to state explicitly what happens - get creative with descriptions: "My handgun almost seemed to smirk before directing its murderous rage at the zombie, a smoking hole where its head was just a second ago." That said, practice makes perfect. Experiment with your stories, pick up a couple of books to see how others like to build their fictional worlds. Don't publish your first draft like I always used to do lol. But even with all the advice you've received in this thread, it goes to naught if nobody cares. Writing is ultimately about passion. People can make outstanding stories yet never actually finish one because they don't have the drive or motivation to do so. How interested are you in writing? Very interested, I hope. :) Yeah. How dare the Amateur Writing Section moderators give constructive criticism to the writers to ensure that the stories they make become incrementally better? For shame.

but the more the merrier

Hi a old hater :ph34r:, I'm dad

Implying you'll ever see me there :lol:

lol I still got stuff featured? Congrats to everyone whose articles netted them a sweet crystal reward!

Happy Birthday Sparkl, just remember that we all love you. <3 Per, we'll consider it. Stay tuned. EDIT: Unbanned. Behave yourself.

Can't fool us there, Mr. Moderator in disguise!

This is a personal attack on me. :(

I'm assuming you're this guy? EDIT: nvm I just checked the newcomers-chat lol. Approved. I wouldn't be in the server if that were the case :/

The lone traveler glanced off to the side of the road. Nothing spectacular there, just sand dunes. Titanic sand dunes that eclipsed the road, muted the harsh winds of the great desert beyond, and carried the bones of the human race underneath their smothering embrace. The year is 3000 A.D. It has been centuries since nuclear war has brought humanity to its knees, but its traces can still be seen, or if one were unlucky enough, felt - pockets of radioactive fallout could still be found in some places, with devastating effects on anyone foolish enough to go near them. Mutated beings still stalked the tortured landscapes of the once-proud human stronghold that was planet Earth, knowing nothing but the animal instinct of murder. What the desert winds and merciless sun could not kill, these beings would take. Life would have been considered as worthless as a drop of water, but water at least nourished. The traveler shielded his eyes from the sun and kept walking. He would die someday, but now was not the time. Reflecting on the past was nice if he were relaxing by the beach, drinking a nice cold drink, but this reality showed him no beach, no drink, nothing cold, and nothing 'nice'. Better to keep moving forward. A derelict tower loomed in the distance. The words "Tanki Headquarters" used to blaze at the top, but only two letters remained - the work of a combination of wind, acid rain, and vandals, presumably after the electrical systems or desperate for supplies. The Tanki corporation used to be a business powerhouse, boasting a playerbase that numbered in the tens, sometimes even reaching triple-digit numbers. Rumours of the corporation once having a playerbase of thousands upon thousands of players could still be heard when gossip was scarce, but it was incredibly hard to believe, let alone prove. Regardless of its truth or not though, the tower remained an awesome sight to behold: a true artifact from the Old World. The traveler was passing by the tower when he stopped suddenly. There was a flash of movement from within. The old tower had been long abandoned, but perhaps some creature had taken up residence in it. The traveler slowed his pace, then reached for a stun grenade. It was one of his last ones, and they had gotten him out of slippery situations before, so he did not wish to use it until absolutely necessary. Of course, his life was a bit more valuable than a stun grenade. A quick flash of movement again. This time, some green scales could be seen. This was strange - nothing had been green since the Old World, or at least in the traveler's experiences, anyways. Despite knowing that the action could be the death of him, he inched closer to the tower, curious to see what lay inside. The answer came with a rush of wings and a stream of fire that forced the traveler away. He smiled. Of course. He did not believe he would live to see the day he found a dragon, and yet here one was, just behind the thin walls of the Tanki corporation's headquarters, with more possibly hiding deeper within. The letters on the roof could not have formed "Hd" without some extra help.

It's fine lol, still not that late haha Happy 2019 HD! Don't mind me, just replying a whole 2 days late.

Do not escalate this situation folks, the point has been made.

Yes, 15:00 refers to 3:00 PM. However, for your time: UTC+0 15:00 = UTC-7 8:00 So it would be 8:00 AM where you are. If you really want to attend, best get up early.

but but i dont want to spend money though. i already gave away a blue sphere is that not enough

<_< Edited my post such that it includes exactly what T_S was saying ;)

I already announced it in HD's Discord on behalf of T_S. Granted, it's just a screenshot, but it should do the job. :)

...if a tourney comes along, that is. :rolleyes:

It's official folks, Bachoo's the new trainer unless he decides to drop the role. Bachoo, you don't need to start up any trainings while your tourney's going on - take your time, you'll do great!

It kinda just didn't work out, since it was also used to hold a whole bunch of other stuff. I suppose we could make a pure spam channel if you want, idk how popular it'd be though. Experiment I suppose?

They spam both here and on Discord lol. It doesn't seem to be nearly as excessive (or wholly unnecessary) as it once was, so we're letting it slide.

Essentially, it means: "I agree with this, I like the idea, but I don't feel like making a giant post replying to all of you guys in depth" ;) edit: ok ill own up to it i just want to like a bunch of posts lol

Big possibility, if we get the chance to do so in the first place. Like T_S said, really. i sincerely apologize for the fact that theres no tourney to get any clan into any tier right now

the four basic forces of physics are actually fairly common knowledge lool Great piece Mag, thanks for sharing it!

Farewell. As always, you're welcome to chill with us whenever - nobody needs to truly leave us behind, now do they.