Contest [Issue 52] Continue the Story 3

[GeeVuh 1,647]

Done! :D

Thx.

[fordmustang12345 3,910]

So this is basically just writing a whole new story? Let's see what I can come up with....

[Quarks 2,255]

I will give it a shot.

[Quarks 2,255]

And here it is

PSYCHO

part 1

 

 

It was a clean, crisp spring morning. The dew on the ground made morning jog not as fun as it should be, my shoes were soaked, and so were my socks. I had stopped at the four mile mark to catch my breath for a second before continuing the five miles I had left to get back to my house. A nice shower, a bowl of warm oatmeal is what I was looking forward when I arrived back at my house. Really not to much to ask for. An average guy with an average life never asks for something crazy to happen to him. I just want a simple routine to keep, and enjoy myself while doing the same thing I do every morning. A 1 hour run, shower, and breakfast. Head to work, put in a ten hour day, get paid, and go home. That lovely lifestyle disappeared when I returned home.

My house was gone. Completely gone, it had disappeared. It was as if it had never even been there. Nothing. Not even a patch of grass was out of place. All of it was gone, nothing at all. My neighborhood was there, except my house. In a blur, I wandered through my neighborhood, asking if they knew what happened. They did not know me, and one threatened the call the cops if I did not leave, they called me a stalker, as I said I had called them by name, and claimed to have known them for years. I dejected walked back to my old lawn, and contemplate my existence, and what had happened. My subconscience alerted me of a car pulling up behind me, but I could not think of how to react to it, and ignored it…

The man stepped out of his car, an average Chevy Malibu, pulled out his headphones, and put on his music. Getting himself psyched up, he walked to the man sitting on a damp field of grass, and knocked him out. And dragged him into the car. The neighbors did not care, they never cared. To them, the man in damp running shoes never existed.

...I woke up in a bright room. The sun heart my eyes, it was too bright for ten minutes until my eyes readjusted. And right in front of me was a man. He had a pair of sunglasses on, a Red Sox t shirt, well fitting jeans dry running shoes, I noticed that mine were also dry, a nice change of pace.

¨Hello¨ the man said.

“Um, h-hi” I stuttered, not understanding the formalities.

“It really is a beautiful day out, crisp grass, a little bit of dew, perfect for a nice morning run.” I did not pick up until later his reference to my morning. He took off his glasses to clean them, and it hit me. I knew this man.

 

Word count: 479

Edited April 7, 2016 by Quarks

[deadmanrising 715]

Well its back, good luck to the new competitors

[GeeVuh 1,647]

Well its back, good luck to the new competitors

Thanks! :lol:

[MOO_I_AM_A_COW 110]

Words: 561

Do I need to shorten my story?

[corperallevi 0]

first time doing one of these so yeah

 

THE HEALER

 

Boom!!!  Down went another teammate with a loud slow fall off the bridge and into the bottomless pit on Kungur, It was the star series final game of the year, anyone and  everyone was watching and that thought scared me as it was 49 all in Kungur ctf , and my team was getting hammered, literally 70% of the enemy attackers were using hammer, the rest rail.  I watched hopelessly as bullet  shards were flying everywhere all my teammates falling and the flag disappearing into the horizon. I was doing my best to keep everyone healed but it was no hope , they were coming from all sides and our captain , Godmode_ON was M.I.A. . I couldn't bare the site if only I could change hull that way I could be quicker but instead I was stuck with  m3 dictator with my precious m3 isida on top . "That's it I have to do sumthing", I told myself so I opened the chat and I told my rail gunners' to sit on the far wall in the bushes of our blue base and got my snipers to  stay hidden and save up fire power  because we knew if red scored one more flag that was it they would win the 2020 star series final and we would go home with broken laptops as we live up to our team name , 'THE RAGE QUITERS' . So as the  red base sent in there troopers for the last kill I bravely snuck in and took there stupid  vivid red flag and quickly zig zagged back through the enemy tanks , so far so good my team members were watching the no enemy got to close to me while others were busy getting back our flag . I was in the home stretch 2 houses away when suddenly there it was a gleaming red lazer pointing right through the houses I turned my tank but it was no good I flew into the path of the treacherous  thing. Up went my crippled tank in flames and as I saw a swarm of attackers coming our way I knew it was over. But no out of nowhere comes godmode_on who picks up the flag and tells m eto come and get it . Then I was directed  to our flag by a body suit of teammates on all sides of me and as soon as I hit our base the enemy team all started speedily typing curse words into the chat, IT WAS OVER for once in my tanking life I could celebrate , mainly because I had just gotten  one and a half million crystals divided between the twenty players in my team but mainly because I had one the 2020 star series cup and I could finally finish my  collection of xt's.. From that day on I was known as Tanki Online's Best Healer

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25 words under the limit  :) :) :) :)

Edited April 9, 2016 by corperallevi

[m1-hammer 7]

The Unexpected Day

Words : 541 [sorry for the limit]

 

 

A soldiers impression about war :

“Brain bored and arse numb

Finally the blades spun and we lifted

Skimmed the palm trees and popped flares above the Euphrates            

We swooped low over the target truck

Then landed in its path

We charged in our Storm Trooper costumes

Blinding faceless shapes through dirty glass

With rifle mounted lasers

                We will be jumpy

                We will be Swift”

But now ……, I was in deep unconsciousness. When I gained consciousness I was on a four legged thing mechanically right to call it a bed but not practically. I came to know that, that lady was in-charge of that camp. That lady was in front of me and I thought that everything will be right. The floor was not cemented, just mud all around. The tents were like hell for high class people but for me it was like heaven. That lady was quite gentle and was not as all others were fearing. In that Camp, I only saw children, females, and some injured soldiers like me but something was not right there. I thought that the war was over but I was wrong again this time. I came to know that it was not the camp of our side. Yes, it was not hard for me to predict I was in wrong camp. But now what to do.

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It becomes hard to manage in enemy’s camp. Everyone makes a mistake, it was the third or maybe the fourth day in the camp when it was raining heavily, and I was resting in my camp then heard the noise of CARAVAN OF JEEPS and Soldiers marching towards the camp. The general was talking to that lady. I was unable to listen their conversation as they were far from me. The general was wearing Black coat and hat. Also there was Nazi symbol on his jacket. It was enough for me that I shouldn’t be here.

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Now, I was behaving carefully, observing everything at pin point. Soon I discovered that the lady was the wife of the new Nazi general. Everyone knew who is odd there. At late night when I was out from my tent for a walk, I heard a conversation between that lady and his husband. “Oh Gosh! They are planning to torture me to reveal some secret information about our base and headquarters and also have secret Nazi army ready to attack at our bases. I should inform all”. At that moment I thought to escape from that place. “There is not a single second to spare”. I started running away from that camp. Due to darkness they could never trace me.

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“We was thinking that it is now over but it is now started, What to do, Where to go, How to reach the Base? ………. EEEHHHHHHHHH! , I am a fool who believed that everything would be so easy”.

                                                                There is dark and deep canyon in front of me,

                                                                Help! Help! Help! All those who had Flee.

“Now there is nothing to do, its late night. I should sleep and then plan for the communication problem with the base.” The next day will be challenging too, God help me and give me power to face those troubles.

 

 

 

Edited April 9, 2016 by m1-hammer

[BlueDragon_tamki 3,204]

I'll wait for Part II

[Wishtaker97 62]

My Entry: 

Word limit: 385

 

 

Pride

Chapter 1: Dark beginnings.

His eyes opened. It was a bit hazy but he slowly came to his senses. "What's your name!?" Growled the Inspector. "Uh uh, I dont seem to remember officer!" 

Flashback: A week ago.

The new face of fear had entered town. Threats had become a daily routine. Banks feared their loss. This man was bold, sharp features, quick and sly as a fox, had the strength of 10 men, had followers who would die at his word, and above all was a master of his crime. Bank el' Torito" He said.

The whole plan was laid out. Blueprints, Plan A, Plan B, guns, ammunition, grenades, bombs, he had it all. "April the 12th" he barked.

Finally the day came. All was ready. The Queen's Diamond was a beauty, unfortunately he had his eyes on it. Daylight! His men moved to their positions. Security was tight. "Easy Peasy" he scowled. Every man had been given a target. Fingers on their triggers, they waited.

His orders were the final verdict. All lay in wait, waiting for the most appropriate moment in the eyes of their leader. "Nooooowww" He yelled. In a matter of 2 minutes the entire security team lay on the ground, bleeding to their gruesome deaths.

He moved in, taking down the gaurds. Cleverly planned it was, had the Queens fingerprints to help him gain access. Disabled all defense mechanisms, flicked the masterkey and made his way thro' the secret tunnel. Once inside it'was just a matter of minutes that the diamond had been displaced. A security alarm rang. Havoc arose.

People scattered all over the place, trampling many as a result. This wasn't quite what he expected. As he made his way through the crowd, making sure that he had good control over the diamond, he was faced by one of the gaurds. Whack! Down fell the gaurd. All eyes turned on him.

Guns were out, bullets whizzing past all 4 corners. a bullet scarred his face, and he fainted. His comrade stabbed him and made away with the beauty. The Man was knocked out cold.

(Present Time)

Mission Retrieval. 'James Honner' as he was called had lost his memory and the beauty was still nowhere to be found.

Operations had begun. It had to retrieved at any cost!!

 

 

Edited April 9, 2016 by Wishtaker97

[MOO_I_AM_A_COW 110]

Do I need to shorten my story?

Is 561 words too long?

[greyat 2,972]

No, the word limit is very informal... just don't write a 100-page novel and you should be good.

[MOO_I_AM_A_COW 110]

No, the word limit is very informal... just don't write a 100-page novel and you should be good.

Sweet!

[BlueDragon_tamki 3,204]

...just don't write a 100-page novel...

:lol: who would do this?

[GeeVuh 1,647]

:lol: who would do this?

Me, if the rules allowed... I've got plenty of time since I'm homeschooled...

[corperallevi 0]

is there a winner for every part or just after all chapters r done cos i dont reacon i could make another chapter after my story

[KillerGnat 3,135]

Ok, just to clarify things a bit here, we can edit our entries once we've submitted them, right? I sure hope so  :ph34r:.

 

 

And thanks for editing my post, Grey. It would've looked funny if I had quoted a non-existent post  :lol:.

[greyat 2,972]

Yes, edits are allowed till the deadline.

[Quarks 2,255]

No, the word limit is very informal... just don't write a 100-page novel and you should be good.

What about 99 pages?

[deadmanrising 715]

My entry:

 

 

 

Out of this world

 

Look around you mortal, what do you see? Throughout the darkness of space, the vastness of the universe is of a truly proportional scale; from the smallest atoms to the largest stars in all existence, now seemingly defunct. Time though in the past observable is now inexistent. You are no longer in the present as you’ve known it to be…

 

I guess the question I should really be asking myself is...

 

Where am I?

 

I was the typical service engineer living a simple but perfect livelihood like all the other young adults would. I was born and bred in Mexico City. My life was neither too complicated nor too simple; just perfect. Every now and again my friends and I partied all night long at the local bar I’ve known since I was 15. Life was too good, we never thought of anything else that could be greater than this; nor anything less. For us, this was the only life we knew, this is what we defined as ‘reality’.

 

As we were all partying at the local bar one scrupulous Sunday evening, the mood suddenly darkened, it felt as if it was all coming to an end, and for most of us, it certainly was.

 

Without a single more second to spare, all i saw was people screaming, shouting, bodies dropping all around me, it was all so surreal, not to mention the…

 

Bang! And even more bangs were followed after that.

 

“Good evening viewers, today around 11 pm the local bar known as ‘los zetas’ suffered on what appears to be a suspected attack by a radical group known as ‘the followers’ which stormed the building with open fire in retaliation to some of their members being killed there; 78 bouncers at the club are confirmed to be dead… Keeping you updated…”

 

I knew my life would or at least should be over; people like me never believed in another reality, there just couldn’t be, yet I still feel life within my body, it was almost as if I was living in another world, reborn... all I heard afterwards was.

 

“Neither did I bring you here, or cause the preceding events to occur”

 

“For I have no control over them, all those who pass through the first reality into the second reality come here”

 

“However a daunting task now awaits you mortal, for death shall not be allowed to forsake you today!”  

 

“You are to punish all those who have committed injustices against you and your people, for the penalty of their actions now resides on your hands”

 

So out of all those who fell to death I; for one reason or another, was chosen to carry the burden and the pain of all those who had met their unfaithful end.

 

Indeed, it is now up to me to pay back retribution.

 

My way…

 

 

[deadmanrising 715]

is there a winner for every part or just after all chapters r done cos i dont reacon i could make another chapter after my story

Theres a winner for every part...

 

Up to four people can receive consolation prizes for every chapter though

[benjiblob 99]

Since this is the first chapter, are we required to come up with a title? Or can the later chapters' authors do that?

Edited April 10, 2016 by benjiblob

[AltBot 17]

My Entry  :D

 

 

Chapter 1 - The Visitor

 

Fire ignited my tank and cooked me alive. Bullets ripping my comrades in shreds. Explosions sending our tanks flying through the air. We had hoped that we were ready for this final battle defending our home.

 

1 hour ago.

 

"In the final ours before our fate, I am here to remind all of you that we are here to defend the honor of our clan!" Holy_hero_alexxxxxx yells in the air. "We either kill them all, or die here trying!" Everyone pumps their fists up yelling our clan name: Epic Guards. His words brought renewed determination into our soul, as we knew that we had nothing to lose. If the Angels & Demons successfully raid our home, we would have nothing to come back to even if we survived.

 

"Sir, hostile heavies are approaching base in T-minus 1 minute!" A scouting wasp rolls back back reporting. This was the end. My fate was sealed. "They're here, they're there!" In the distance, I could see lines of Mammoth hulls advancing, firing us down. While we were pinned down, a crowd of firebirds start to surge forward in front of mammoths with their wasp hulls.

 

As I took down hostiles, even more arrive to the battle field to take their place. The assault team swarmed us. I fire a last shot of despair with my smoky as the fire ignited my tank, cooking me alive. I stare through the window of my tank, seeing bullets ripping my comrades in shreds. Explosions sending our tanks flying through the air. As I slowly die from the heat, an unexpected visitor enters into our war... The last person we would have thought to see.

 

277 Word Count

 

 

Edited April 11, 2016 by AltBot

[corperallevi 0]

thx deadmanrising for that

means I can get more crystals, hopefully

Edited April 11, 2016 by corperallevi