[Issue 48] Contest: Tanki Mythology

[IWIN_2015 0]

The Real Tanki Online God

 

Boom,  the sound of your enemy and his turret at best

moment. Impact is unsustainable and yet we fight. The complexity arranged

around every corner in which we turn. Ruins and sorrows are as convicted as we are.

After all of our weaknesses we still fight, we still find a way to rise to the challenge

and accept what is really ready for us. For today we change strategies to adapt to new players and 

the adaption to this is what really makes you a true "God" player. We as a group of players will rise

we will form we will stand with our differences and similarities but as one 

and only as that one shall we be the true leader. A real player can change way of mind, and help

others adapt no mater what the obstacles they might take or what incompetent trials they may face

these and only these are our true players. To the philosophers of this age and others that shall rise above I salute you.

 

From what was said above consider yourself are you a God? 

Join the Call today!

Edited February 12, 2016 by IWIN_2015

[Lethal_Injection 586]

TNT, please clarify one of the rules. Is the word limit 500 or 525 words? The way that it is phrased in the rules section makes it somewhat unclear...

 

Thanks,

Lethal_Injection

[Zenyth 6,494]

TNT, please clarify one of the rules. Is the word limit 500 or 525 words? The way that it is phrased in the rules section makes it somewhat unclear...

 

Thanks,

Lethal_Injection

I hope it's 525!

[GeneralNemesis 497]

i hope its 500 and hes giving example that a 525 word entry isnt accepted.cuz 95% ppl wrote above 500 only me and the poem writer wrote under 500(p.s. TNT dont reply if limit is 500 so that they cant change their entrys ssshh!)

Edited February 12, 2016 by GeneralNemesis

[GeneralNemesis 497]

whats the limit of words i dont understand??

just read first page. and just to be careful

make it under 500 words. also do read my entry on 2nd page

[Zenyth 6,494]

Entries above 525 words will not be accepted I.e <525 word entries will be accepted

[GeneralNemesis 497]

Entries above 525 words will not be accepted I.e <525 word entries will be accepted

he said entry of 525 words will not be accepted. first sentence says that u shall right a piece of mythology no more than 500 words

[Hex 11,520]

Entry updated. It just got better ;)

[MeAndMichael 0]

Tanki Enemy No. 1

 

Godmode_ON Looked down from the tank heavens and was happy, all his dear tanker friends were having a blast, capturing flags and points, and battling in the sunshine. All was good and it was good to be king...but not everyone accepted him as king, lead by the mad rogue tank god HellSpawn a group attack Godmode_ON when he was unawares in an attempt to over trow his power. Unable to with stand there assault due to an overwhelming of numbers Godmode_ON fled, badly injured. Feeling betrayed and asking himself why, he took refuge in the Thunderwood Forest and drifted to sleep... in this slumber he was approached by a being of light, a spirit and it seemed familiar to him and then he realized it was Admina the mother of tanks. The figure turned to him and spoke but it was not like being talked to, it was, as if she was sending a message strait to his soul, to his conscience:

 

"I have witnessed your reign over my children and have seen that you have been a good king, a righteous king. I have also witnessed your down fall and betrayal by your people my children and pity you, this is why is will not grant you the revenge you want but the revenge you deserve."

 

Then he felt light, as a flash of white blinded him. When he came back to his senses he felt different, he felt...POWERFUL he laughed like crazy as he turned his M5 Thunder in circles, rocked back and forth in his M5 mammoth with the supreme powers paint, 50% protection against everything! Only when he fired and destroyed every tank within one hundred feet of him that he realized he was in battle. As tanks fled and were crushed in his destructive wake he roared," I AM NO LONGER YOUR KING BUT COME BACK TO YOU AS YOUR PUNISHER!!!!!"

[Typo 1,299]

My entry(changed)

 

@Godmode_ON 

 

About a thousand years ago, the world was nothing like what we see it today. The city of Cologne is at war. Armies of Vikings armed with hammers and flames march towards the city. Ivan, the Commander of Cologne orders his Generals to fight. But the mere sight of their enemy made them tremble. One by one they all ran away. A strange silence was observed at the battlefield. Ivan refused to leave and would ask their enemy to let him live.

 

But Vikings known for their callous nature laughed at his plight. They would surround him and ask him his final words. He would reply, “I’ll take my revenge and that day I’ll be the one laughing.” 

 

With that his body is burnt to ashes.

****

 

It’s been 25 years since that fateful day. After they captured Cologne, the Vikings go on to capture 6 more cities. Its Halloween night and the Vikings plan their next invasion.  A strange aura is in the air. The Viking army is on the hill near their next target, the city of Dusseldorf.  They run down the hill in hopes of plundering it but when they reach the main entrance, their stopped by the words on the wall. On that wall inscribed in blood is “Beware of Ivan”. They interpret this clear warning as child art. They enter the city.

 

A strange form is seen in front of them and a voice echoes, “Vengeance shall be sweet.” They throw axes, fire-arrows even hammers at him but in vain. He had the power to bear the heat of molten lava and the cold of the southern Glaciers. He was beyond human…..he had the powers of God.

 

But for Vikings, giving up was the last thing in their lives. Their entire army fought against this strange being and after several minutes they weakened him enough. He disappeared after which gold drops from the heavens.

 

****

 

Its Halloween night, 2013. As kids around the world go from door to door in spooky costumes in hopes of getting delicious candy, a small fraction of them sit in front their PCs to play Tanki Online.

 

Players login to their accounts to witness what the Developers have in store for them. The new Halloween map is really popular among them but there is something ever more intriguing, a sign saying “Beware of Godmode_ON.”

 

A few days later a mysterious tank is seen on the battlefield armed with infinite supplies and paint named Devil with 88% protection form all turrets and 100% from freeze and Firebird it is a major threat on the battlefield. When he is killed 3 gold boxes drop from the skies.

 

When Tanki players ask Semyon about this he barely says, “He is holding my family hostage, I can’t tell you anything about him.”

 

Has Ivan returned as Godmode_ON? Why would he want to seek Vengeance through a video game?  Why has he kept Semyon’s family hostage? And the biggest question, will he return? These are some unanswered questions about the legend that is Godmode_ON      

                                  

Word count=509 words.

 

 

Edited February 12, 2016 by Smooth.Criminal

[Regency 2,099]

:excl: By Luffy1559 :excl: 

  :excl: Copyright©2016 Luffy1559. All rights reserved. :excl: 

[omrot 2,327]

 

:excl: By Luffy1559 :excl: 

  :excl: Copyright©2016 Luffy1559. All rights reserved. :excl: 

 

That is a very long sentence

[Regency 2,099]

That is a very long sentence

in not long is short ^_^

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

*reserved*

Reserving not allowed!!!

[TriNitroToIuene 4,765]

TNT, please clarify one of the rules. Is the word limit 500 or 525 words? The way that it is phrased in the rules section makes it somewhat unclear...

 

Thanks,

Lethal_Injection

 

 

i hope its 500 and hes giving example that a 525 word entry isnt accepted.cuz 95% ppl wrote above 500 only me and the poem writer wrote under 500(p.s. TNT dont reply if limit is 500 so that they cant change their entrys ssshh!)

 

 

whats the limit of words i dont understand??

 

 

Entries above 525 words will not be accepted I.e <525 word entries will be accepted

 

 

he said entry of 525 words will not be accepted. first sentence says that u shall right a piece of mythology no more than 500 words

Yeah, I clarified it. So sorry for the inconvenience. The limit is 525 words :)

[GeeVuh 1,647]

i hope its 500 and hes giving example that a 525 word entry isnt accepted.cuz 95% ppl wrote above 500 only me and the poem writer wrote under 500(p.s. TNT dont reply if limit is 500 so that they cant change their entrys ssshh!)

:huh: Obviously you didn't read my story - 431 words  :angry:  :(  :o

[GeeVuh 1,647]

 

:excl: By Luffy1559 :excl: 

  :excl: Copyright©2016 Luffy1559. All rights reserved. :excl: 

 

I have no dang idea what the heck I just read

Edited February 12, 2016 by GeeVuh

[slycleaversmart 1,154]

Reserving not allowed!!!

Its so I can write my idea later i had to go to bed lol

[Superlative 500]

Its so I can write my idea later i had to go to bed lol

He said you cannot do that. 

[slycleaversmart 1,154]

He said you cannot do that. 

Meh.

[Daniel898 327]

The Existence of Lags

Long ago in a farm, a chicken was furious. He had heard rumors that pigs were sleeping all day and refusing to do work. The sheep were sabotaging their nests, and worst of all, the horses held weekly competitions on who could stomp on the most chickens. Sorrowfully, he was puzzled, and did not know what to do to get the vengeance he deserved. But he was determined that he would humiliate them when he got the chance.

 

As life elapsed, this chicken became aged and weary, before he passed, he remembered his wish; how he would get revenge on the other cruel farm animals. He chattered his life ambition to his son named Cluck. He trickled a tear when his dad closed his eyes for the last time.

Cluck was determined to carry his dad’s dream, so he starting stealing food from the other ungenerous farm animals. After a week, a note was written on the nesting grounds of the chickens. It read:

“I don’t know who you are, but I will find you, and I will step on you.”

Cluck decided to discontinue stealing food, he resolved that it was simply too dangerous to attack offensively. He needed to find a way to annoy them, while preferably not getting stepped on. Then, he got the perfect idea.

He remembered that his friend named Gul liked spitting at the sun. Every time he did it, time seemed to slow by a couple milliseconds seconds in the electronic world. All the other animals were gaming freaks, and they demonstrated extreme bitterness whenever Gul spat at the sun. Gul was intimidating, and no horse would dare step on him. He was the perfect partner for farm domination. Cluck went around seeking to detect him, and finally found Gul sitting in a plain field.

Cluck asked Gul if he had time to talk. Gul was fatigued anyway, so he shrugged and agreed to have a chat. You see, after minutes of discussion, Gul knew exactly how to agitate those bothersome animals.

“I have just the plan!” Gul cackled. “Wait here.”

Cluck waited for what seemed like hours, when Gul came back, Cluck was astonished. Gul made a machine that hurled spit toward the sun repeatedly. He called it “Lag”, because it was his name backwards. Cluck and Gul were excited, and hopped into a farm attic to test the out the new device. The machine was efficient and spewed spit at an even tempo.

Cluck congratulated Gul for his formidable struggle. His family dream was now complete, thanks to his friend.

 

The computerized world kept slowing down every moment. Horses screamed, cows mooed, and pigs oinked. But sadly, Cluck and Gul’s plan backfired, with humans taking the blame. Some say that the machine is still inside that farm attic causing havoc around the world, one ball of spit at a time.

____

 

479 words.

Edited February 12, 2016 by Daniel898

[Zenyth 6,494]

Lol ^

[assolik 134]

             The Monster Lag

This thing all things devours;

            Turrets, Hulls, Paints, Supplies;

Gnaws engines, breaks steel;

Grinds our happiness and will not yield;

Slays Admins, ruins gamers;

And sends golds back to the sky with all their wealth;

Is their a beast as terrible as this?

Yes it’s name is Lag. Something many tankers struggle to understand. But after this tale you will know how it began. This is the terrifying story of the great monster … Lag!

Years ago it was a rough time in the land of Tanki Online. We were getting bored. Golds were not being fought for, turrets were rusting and barely anyone was online. So the king, Semyon Kirov, called his animators to make the newest, best update of all the seven realms! Saddly the project went wrong and something came out… it was Lag! This virus couldn’t be stopped, it made Tanki even worse! Turrets were randomly rotating, tanks couldn’t collect drops and people were dealing no damage! “Quick,” ordered Semyon. “We need a hero to slay the beast.” So the animators called me to stop Lag! Semyon gave me M4 Railgun and Dictator XT and Chainmail paint of the highest class. Semyon said “Your quest begins tomorrow get some rest. The prize is 1,000,000 crystals!” “But wait!” I tried to say, “I’m no hero I’m barely WO1!” But he ignored me.

    That night as I dreamed, the god TriNitroToluene came to me. He told me to trust my inner engine (voice).

    The next day. I drove countless miles to Lags Mountain. My tracks got muddy, my engine wheezed but I continued for 7 long days. On the mountain I rode up 7 long crooked ramps to get to the top!

    When I arrived I was terrified! It felt like my wheels busted. Lag… was… HORRIFYING! The virus was to ugly to describe. It leaned over me. “This is what Semyon sent to stop me!” It laughed. I managed to find my voice “Stop in the name of Tanki!” I squeaked. “Why are you doing this?” “I have to spread my virus, you tankers keep on swearing in chat. You deserve it!” I should have shot it but my inner engine held me back. Instead I negotiated. “If tankers stop swearing in chat will you stop spreading your virus.” “Deal!” We swore on it. ‘Time to go’ I thought and I was on my way back.

    Once I came back to Tanki, Semyon rewarded me with the grand prize. He was very surprised to see I never used my turret. I told him:

“Strength isn’t always from your fancy paints and high modifications. It comes from listening to your inner engine to determine what’s right or wrong.”

    That is my story but I’m sad to say, tankers still swear in chat to this very day. Even though I warned them when they all came back to the game, they all laughed and made me feel ashamed. So Lag came back but fortunately, not as strong.

                            The End

Word Count Approximately: 503

Edited February 15, 2016 by Contradiction

[assolik 134]

Sorry for the black font

[Typo 1,299]

Please use a lighter font its very hard to read.