- Must be original - Must not exceed 500 words - Must not contain profanity or any relevance to another player/person - Can be about anything you want, just be creative Winner will be decided tomorrow. The contest can keep rolling even after winner is stated. Prize......well this game doesn't offer anything I can give to another player lol unless anyone makes a suggestion. Get creative and let's see what you've got 1st place - -FuzzyBunny- 2nd place - -FuzzyBunny- 3rd place - -FuzzyBunny- Well it was good reading all your stories, but -FuzzyBunny- just topped them all lol
Temporary Title 2012-04-30 CHAPTER 1 Corporal Year 2000 Sitting through this tank with heavy weapons and intensively hot armour is a dreadful experience. You never know when you're going to ride over a mine and die. I watched my brother most of the time. Keeping him safe. Life, kill, freedom or death. Those words repeating in your mind like your own heartbeat. Bloodshed is the number one priority. How did we come to this in our world? To kill one of our own kind! Humanity, ruined? We use our land as a establishment where we can do as we want and not as .... BOOM! Last thing I remember seeing is a missile fly just off to the right of us. I was sitting through a nightmare. Pictures, flashing in my mind. My wife, my kids, death. Year 2587 Awoken by the roar of propellers, I sat up. Where was I? Where was I going? Where is everyone? I realized I was on a boat that was now flying! A man came into the room. "Corporal John Poreloium" he said, I am here to inform you that you were dead for many many years. We found your body in pieces at the side of a bombed road. We pieced you back together with new technology made in 2587." I was amazed at how long I was dead, but the sudden realization that my family is gone made me darken with sadness. My brother died with me. No fair well or bye or anything. Gone. CHAPTER 2 Brother Year 2587 Watching tv in this 6 day trip to Haggletip is excruciatingly boring. Same shows on and on again. I opened up my scrapbook of my brother. I see a picture of us playing in our backyard as kids 500 years ago. I run my finger over the writing of my brother. 'Till the end, Johny, it wrote. I shouldn't be alive today. I was surprised to survive my war accident! John and I were off to Yattle for the biggest war of the century! World war bunny. Yes, I agree. Bunny, doesn't exactly sound like the 'biggest war of the century', but it was. You wouldn't know until you live through it.The special thing about this war for me, is that it gave me immortality. Sounds improbable, but so does my pet fairy. The immortality only came to me as an adult. My now pet, was magical, and realized I was dying. She used her last magic spell to give me immortality. She now, does not have any more magic. She can now only fly. Still pretty useful at that though. Why do you need to have everything? I never told my brother about the spell on me, and he died not knowing. CHAPTER 3 Captain Year 2000 "Hit the dirt...!" BOOM. A bomb shell exploded in front of us. We just barely survived. Our recruit came up to me. "How many times has that killed our men in this war 'bunny' "he asked. I had to respond honestly. We lost 14 so far. 1 died 2 days ago. Corporal John, a loyal frieind of mine." I replied sadly. He looked away not knowing what to say. I get back to the front ranks and get ready for the next mortar to hit us. I lay my head back thinking about John. I eventually fell asleep, to come to no avail. I was captured by the French army. Become of a slave to their king. I awoke in a wet mossy cavern with steel bars blocking the entrance. No way I could get out of it. I looked around the cavern to see what I had. Bread, water, rope, flint, sticks, rocks, and a bush with some berries on it. I didn't know how much four handfuls of berries could last me but was willing to keep strong and survive. I popped a couple berries in my mouth and lied my head on a rock. I didn't remember much about my past. Much less than my last name! I had amnesia 3 years ago. I woke up on May 10th with no memory of anything. Name, family, age, what gender I am! But that one came to me quite quickly. One trip to the washroom, I'm a guy! My name that I remember so far is Captain Smith H. I am pretty sure I had kids but uncertain of how many. I know for a fact that I am 27. I thought I would be much older. My captor came in and grabbed me by the arm. His grasp burned my skin as if I lasted my arm in fire. Nails piercing my skin and he pulls me in front of the king. He smirks at me. "Shall we have you play with our monsters or dance around our knives?" He said with great pleasure. Not sure how many letters sorry.