Story [Issue 3] Smoky XT Chronicles: "Escape"

[Tommy60 406]

Smoky XT Chronicles: Escape



The charge of the mammoth’s railgun freezes me. As the orb on the tip of the barrel grows larger, I can see my short-lived life pass before me. My first battle, kill, and death all seem to have occurred just a moment ago. Then finding my ultimate weapon, the mysterious Smoky XT, in that cabin house. Finally, getting the golden box, which in fact did happen just a moment ago. Funny though, how none of those accomplishments seem to matter anymore, with my impeding death and all…

At the last possible moment, I shut my optical cameras, preparing for the worst. I hear a clap of thunder in the distance, but feel nothing. Again, another noise! It is many voices… yelling and shouting? I open my cameras, to see myself in the same place as I was before! The mammoth-railgun had missed me! His friends are twirling around every which-way, trying to find the one foolish enough to shoot at their leader. Another clap of thunder resounds throughout the map, and a shell explodes among the group of helpless attackers, destroying them all. Frightened, I wheel around the nearest corner, not wanting to be killed by the unseen assailant. I hit a wall almost instantly. Turning my unique turret toward the barrier, I realize that it is not a wall, but a tank! I note that it is a Thunder M3 – Viking M3, but those are hardly the attention grabbers. The magnificent paint that he wears, with its many sheets of golden splendor, astonish me. I have never seen a coat like this before! He is a massive, powerful, yet seemingly agile tank, with a disarming look about him. Though astonished beyond words, I am, for some reason, not afraid. I continue to awkwardly stare at his skin for what seems like hours. Eventually, he speaks.

With a deep, yet gentle voice “What is a little one, like you, doing out here, in the middle of an immense battlefield, with only a Wasp and a Smo---.” His sentence is cut short. I note that he is observing my gun with an analytical demeanor, not all that different from mine when I first saw his remarkable coating. “Where did you get that weapon?” No emotion, no anger. Only a question. I begin to falter within myself, trying to decide on what to do next. A lie could be made rather easily, and he would never know the difference between it and the truth. But just as I am about to verbalize the fib, I stop myself. I take another good look at the stranger, and am miraculously compelled to tell him the full truth. I do just that.

After I finish with story-time, the stranger just sits there. The diversity between the serious demeanor of his body and the confounded sound of his computers clicking away (trying to make sense of it all), was nearly humorous. It is like seeing a god behave like a child in the most serious of times. It ends quickly. And when his state returned to normal, I am told a story myself. “Seeing as how you told me of your story, it is only fair that I tell you of mine.”

As it turns out, his name is Milan (Mee•lon). He is one of the oldest and most experienced tanks in the game. He has seen the introduction of many new weapons, tanks, and paints to this world. A time long ago, he and a group of his closest friends formed a team to battle against the other ‘clans’ that were around. The clan with the highest percentage of wins had each of its members receive a special gift from the Creators of the world: A golden paint, that had resistance against every weapon that would ever be instated on the battlefield. He and his team won the first and only championship of the type, and they were all given the glorious ‘Champion’ paints. A few years later, to celebrate their final battle of the championship, in which they were declared the winners, the team decided to return to the map. Mysteriously, each Champion-bearer disappeared during the reunion, when no one was looking. They did not leave the battle; they simply disappeared. Milan soon found himself alone in the field, and exited through the door in which he came into the map, in hope of finding his friends in the corridor of doors. Not a single of his companions were there, or in their garages. After searching through the map time and time again, he gave up all hope of finding his friends.

~ His first day with the Champion paint.

That was many years ago. I was fortunate enough to join the first battlefield that Milan had entered in ages. He decided that he wanted to give the search another go.

The two of us have been sitting here for quite some time. No noises or motions have been made. Wait! Weren’t there many more battlers in this region? I listen intently, searching for any noise indicative of battle. There is only silence. I point this out to Milan, who agrees that it is indeed peculiar. Together, we cruise along the perimeter of the field. I note that my elder is a bit faster than myself, but he compensates by taking an occasional break. Not another person comes into sight. As our route comes to an end, I decide to look up into the partly cloudy sky, for no particular reason. I freeze. I see something up in the clouds. A tank! No—it looks like two! One seems to be stuck to the undercarriage of the other, and is being pulled up by it. I announce my amazement, and Milan takes note. His cameras slide up to view the sky. Once I am certain that he too is watching the event happen, I return my gaze, just in time to see a black opening form in the top of the sky. The two tanks disappear through it, as does their gateway.

Milan stared for a fair amount of time, before sighing and saying “They are back.”


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Next issue: The Journey
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Edited July 31, 2017 by Hexed

[hogree 4,179]

Brilliant Tommy, and yet again, the writing skills amaze me :-o

[CaptainMaxwell7 231]

nice but

 

is theres a paint looks like the consultant paint but it's green?

 

because in the first picture that guy with the smoky XT got this paint

[cheese3000 23]

nice but

 

is theres a paint looks like the consultant paint but it's green?

 

because in the first picture that guy with the smoky XT got this paint

i agree, nice story :thumbup:

but, no thats not a green version of the consultant paint, the consultant paint has yellow lines all of the tank, that has a custom paint(and its probably been photshopped onto the image from tanki viewer)

[r_galiant0 33]

You should write a book man.

[Qdev99 0]

I love your creativity. You should really right a book. :thumbup: :mrgreen:

[Tommy60 406]

Thanks guys.)

 

I'm glad to know the some people would pay for my work... :mrgreen:

[WhiteKnight170 2]

Thanks guys.)

 

I'm glad to know the some people would pay for my work... :mrgreen:

nah, a PDF book :P

[Fjelstad1678 186]

Thanks guys.)

 

I'm glad to know the some people would pay for my work... :mrgreen:

I would certainly pay for your work Tommy! It is brilliant! Why am I using more complex words than I usually do in the forum?!? :mrgreen:

[kevinrevin 0]

can i upgrade smkey full upgraded. and wasp fuly upgraded and lava :roll:

[Tommy60 406]

Um... of course you can. Jut earn the crystals necessary to.

 

You cannot get Smoky XT, though.

[LrefdDRLdDdr.5rfMWES 1]

Your stories are so good i'd:

If we'd ever battle i will give u the gold box :mrgreen:

I would put you on my friend list. :mrgreen:

[Tommy60 406]

Thank you :thumbup:

 

Be sure to read the next installment of the series -- it will be coming out in a few days!

[r_jojo20 2]

lol

[pokemonjoe70 4]

yes definitely I love your story's, you ARE the best reporter ever

[Tommy60 406]

Thanks!  :rolleyes:

[The.Skilled.Legend 1,459]

Awesome!

[red_tank_the_best 300]

Smoky XT was very powerfull, much more serious weapon than usual smoky. It was limited time only :(

[Tommy60 406]

Smoky XT was very powerfull, much more serious weapon than usual smoky. It was limited time only :(

Yes?

[GG_reg 1,521]

Nice article

[red_tank_the_best 300]

Yes?

I hate when powerfull stuff is <limited-time-only>

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