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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 8:44 pm
Congrats Winners:
TheTwo-FacedDerelict, Lily of the Valley x3, Rockstar Crush, and Urazaki Akira
Hey there, Brett here! Did you know I decided to make you a contest? NOW you do. The item that I'm putting up is a Frostbite Blade, which runs on average 19-20k.
Now onto the details ^^:
1.) Any genre
2.) Any length under 100 pages (A page is if I copy and paste it to Microsoft Word it will take up one page.), I know we have novel writers, I don't think we'd survive if we had to read more than that from more than a few people.
3.) You must post your stories HERE, in this forum, or PM them to me for it to count.
4.) Enjoy your time writing and reading the stories.
Deadline= September 10 Voting will take place for ONE WEEK afterward
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 9:14 pm
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 11:05 am
I'm gonna get started!!
Can we post more then one story?
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:13 pm
perfect timing I just started on a story
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 2:19 pm
Hm.. Do the stories have to be come up with within the given time? Because I've got a few older ideas that need to be taken care of.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:51 am
--Animus Lupae-- I'm gonna get started!!
Can we post more then one story? IF we get up to five people you can post more than one story. but until I get five stories, lets just settle for one, ok?? ^
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:51 am
In the know-where- Hm.. Do the stories have to be come up with within the given time? Because I've got a few older ideas that need to be taken care of. No, just given to me by that time. biggrin
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 2:16 pm
I shall start writing my epic awesomeness of a story, then. xD
Lily-chan<3
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:45 pm
sounds great. ^^ i'm thinking of joining.
how are you going to decide the winner?
razz
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 2:42 am
sounds interesting =] but i have the same question as knollie
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 6:36 pm
I'm going to get together 4 judges, including myself. We won't judge by storyline, but by how well it's put together and a few other things I won't tell you about right now, because then you may only write your hardest in those parts. But thats how it's going to go down.
Unless of course you have a better idea ^^ Just post them here as well.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 4:31 pm
So On the guild, Just anywhere? Like in fantasy or fiction.. any of the sub-forums?
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 6:13 pm
You can have the story be of any genre, but post it here or PM it to me.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 1:45 pm
Here is my entry:Illusionist“Zexion, where are we going?!”
The blonde mul-hawked teen crossed his arms and sighed, gazing at the bluenette in front of him.
“Just follow me, god…”
Demyx could see he was wearing his friends patience thin, and he uncrossed his arms, clasping a hand on Zexion’s shoulder.
“Okay, sorry…I just want to get out of here before it gets dark…”
The blonde teen glanced around, shuddering slightly at the depressing environment. Large trees surrounded them, as well as vines and bushes. He didn’t doubt there were large and hungry animals hidden, waiting for them to step into their territory, but Demyx really didn’t want to think about that at the moment.
They’d been trekking through the jungle for almost two hours; it was getting close to evening, real close. They had started walking as soon as Zexion had received the letter.
/That stupid letter…/ Demyx thought to himself as he let go of his friends shoulder, following him as he’d been doing before.
Zexion had received a rather ornate letter telling him his new mission was to explore some sort of temple in the middle of a random jungle. Both the teenaged nobodies had known it was a letter from Xemnas, the superior. The only thing they hadn’t known was how hard it would be to find.
After another ten minutes of walking through dense, dry underbrush and of pushing and hacking their way through overgrown plants, they’d arrived. They couldn’t tell immediately; it wasn’t gold /or/ glorious as Demyx had expected. Instead it was a large cave built into the side of a big and random slab of rock.
“This is it, happy now?” Zexion asked bitterly, sitting on a rock by his feet, catching his breath.
“Yes.” Demyx replied, guessing his friend was just grumpy and tired.
“I am happy, you found it!” He raised his hand, ready to give Zexion a high-five, but the other nobody merely raised an eyebrow. Demyx lowered his hand awkwardly and cleared his throat, glancing around for something that could catch and hold his attention. It wasn’t long before Zexion stood and told the blonde they were going to start heading inside. The blonde instantaneously raised both hands defensively with his fingers spread, and glanced at the cave mouth, standing completely still.
“Wait, we have to actually go in?”
“Well, yes…” Zexion replied, examining Demyx’s posture curiously.
“But, but Xemnas only said we had to find it…”
“/And/ explore it.” Zexion cut in, heading for the cave entrance, not waiting for the blonde to accompany him. “Yah, you go first, that’s probably best…” Demyx said in a quiet voice, walking slowly after Zexion.
As he entered the temple he could almost feel the mystery and danger radiating from somewhere inside. Or maybe it was the weird heat that was emanating from the tunnel entrance.
“You feel that?” Demyx whispered in Zexion’s ear, a hand on either of the bluenette’s shoulders.
“Yes, I do.” The nobody replied stiffly, not even turning his head to look at the blonde. Demyx let go of Zexion’s shoulders then and glanced ahead of them, at a large and gaping black hole. It seemed any natural light stopped there and the tunnel became smaller; they had to end up walking one at a time.
Before Demyx’s eyes could adjust to the dark there was a soft “snap.”
Everything illuminated before his eyes.
A gasoline stream lined the large square room they’d just entered, and Demyx could hear Zexion gasp quietly and stop walking, both hands raised by his head.
The room wasn’t that large actually; there were four pillars, one in each corner of the room. They had ornate hand-carved designs that enraptured the nobody as he followed them up each wall and pillar, connecting somewhere on the ceiling.
Then there was the figure that stood in the middle of the room, the red-headed nobody that held a spinning chakram loosely in each hand.
“Hello boys.” He calle dout snidely, his grin and eyes as malicious as Demyx had ever seen them.
Demyx turned around, only to be met by a wall of flame, blocking the only exit out of the “temple.”
The temple that now reminded him of a death trap.
“Axel.” Zexion replied lightly, crossing his arms. “What’s with this set up?” He asked, gesturing with a hand to the flames that lapped at every wall and corner of the cave.
“Oh.” Axel replied, shaking his head slightly as if he’d just realized something.
“Didn’t you always dream of a glorious death? Perhaps, to go out with a bang?”
Demyx took a step back, trying to escape Axel’s hungry gaze, only to singe his cloak in the flames behind him.
“What?!” Zexion cried out, raising both hands out in front of him protectively, his face an expression of sheer fear. “Who sent you?” “Nevermind tha-“ “It was Xemnas wasn’t it?” Axel looked curious as he crossed his arms, a chakram on either side of him now.
“Why yes, he did. He sent me a letter saying to meet someone here, and to destroy them. I wouldn’t have done this on my own time, but captains orders if you know what I mean. And he obviously meant you.”
“Or maybe he meant me!” Demyx interrupted, stepping beside Zexion, glancing at the flame-controlling teen.
The flame-controlling teen who rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow.
“Seriously Demyx? Why would Xemnas send me to kill /you?/ Hell, Sora could kill you. Anyone could. He wouldn’t need me too.”
“Hey!” “That’s not true!” Zexion said, backing his friend up.
“I could take you.” Demyx spat, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.
“Fine, lets go.” Axel taunted; Demyx could feel the heat in the room intensify.
“I-I don’t have my weapon…”
“Too bad.” Axel replied with a smirk, turning his gaze back too Zexion as Demyx took his original place behind him. He wished with all his heart he could take the bluenette’s place, or at least help him out somehow…
“So, whatcha gonna do?” Axel asked Zexion as he uncrossed both arms again.
“Fight you.” Zexion replied, raising a hand. “With your greatest weakness.”
Demyx watched as Zexion began transforming, molding into a Roxas look-alike.
“That’s not gonna stop me.” Axel told him, his gaze darkening soon after, both chakram’s spinning again in his hands.
“Cause I know you’re not him.”
“But Axel.” Demyx was amazed; Roxas sounded /exactly/ like Roxas.
No, wait… Zexion sounded like Roxas…
What?
“I.. I can feel pain… Fire, it burns…” Zexion looked down sadly, Roxas’ voice grew quieter.
“Err… Zexion..” Axel said; he looked as htough he was fighting something inside himself.
“You can’t fool me…”
“Axel, it’s me, Roxas!”
Demyx could see the cute little smile on Roxas’ face, the shimmering eyes.
He could also see the nervous expression on Axel’s face.
“No! Zexion, stop playing games with my head!” The nobody threw a chakram with amazing accuracy, watching as it curved towards Zexion.
“Zexion!” Demyx cried out, throwing his hands up in the air, unsure what to do.
Both the blonde and the red-head watched as Zexion raised a hand and outstretched it towards the oncoming chakram, an exact replica forming above his palm, alight with flames. He caught it with both hands and flipped it around, just in time to stop Axel’s attack. The sound of screeching metal reverberated around the room.
The attacking chakram quickly returned to the owner, and he growled, crossing his arms as Zexion turned back into himself, looking quite grim.
“Fine.” Axel called out as he uncrossed his arms, throwing both chakrams at once at the same time, in the same direction as before. Zexion raised his other hand and created another chakram, outstretching both arms this time, the same screeching sound replayed as he stopped Axel’s second attack.
Demyx watched as the two began fighting for real, their chakrams flying in all directions, the metallic screech that never seemed to stop. Not to mention the intensifying heat. He would have joined in the fight, if he knew he was stronger, if not even just as strong as, Axel. But he knew he wasn’t so he sat on the sidelines and studied.
He could feel himself sweating with the intensifying heat, his breath coming unsteadily as the fire slowly ate at the oxygen in the room. It wasn’t long till his throat hurt and he felt light-headed.
He watched in horror as Zexion suddenly fell to one knee, his chest heaving, sweat dripping down his forehead. Both chakrams fell to the ground with a loud clatter, and he held himself up on his hands and knees.
“I-I can’t breathe…” He said quietly, eyes closed, as if accepting his fate.
Demyx looked up as Axel began walking towards the bluenette, clicking his tongue disapprovingly.
“That was quite some fight Zexion, I assume if you had been able to breathe you would have beaten me.” Both chakrams by Zexion’s hands began fading away, black flames licking at the ornate metals until they were gone.
“I… Assume…” Zexion panted, shaking his head.
“Well, you will be sorely missed Zexion.” Axel told him. “Goodbye.”
Demyx wasn’t sure what alerted him first, Axel saracatic comment or his raised hand. The blonde began to stand; everything seemed to be in slow-motion.
“Good-bye… Good-bye… Good-bye…”
An icy whisper replayed in his ears as he got to his feet and began running forward, his arms outstretched.
“Good-bye…”
“Nooo!” Demyx cried out as he leapt at Axel, but the red-head had already acted.
Everything fell silent.
The blunette’s eyes grew wide as he gasped in pain, barely able to keep his weight up anymore.
“Zexion!” Demyx cried, his voice full of pain.
Axel’s chaotic laugh broke the silence. Both of the nobodies watched as Axel’s flaming chakram sliced through Zexion’s back.
The effects weren’t immediate; the chakram erupted in a flurry of dancing flames and was back in Axel’s hand before he made them both disappear in thin air.
Then Zexion growled, closing his eyes with the effort of keeping himself supported.
“Y…You finished your m-mission…” Zexion said, trying to keep his voice steady, though everything hurt so badly.
“You-you should leave now… Axel… Vic-Victory… Is yours…” Zexion told him weakly, his face scrunched in a pain-filled grimace.
“Murderer!” Demyx cried, throwing himself at Axel, even without his weapon. The confused nobody was in a blind rage, Zexion had been everything to him.
He’d just lost everything.
“Demy!” Axel replied, over-excitedly. “See you back at the castle, chump.” He side-stepped the blonde’s attack before he turned and pushed Demyx, vaulting him towards a wall.
“Have fun.”
Demyx struggled to stop himself before hitting the flame wall; he managed, but just barely. He collapsed on the ground, his breathing heavier then ever.
“Bye Zexy.”
Demyx could hear the red-head talking to Zexion, but he couldn’t see him; At least not until he stood up and turned around, his head felt woozy and his movements clumsy.
“Axel.” He whispered, his gaze held the red-heads in a withering glare for a few short seconds before Axel looked away, his eyes hiding his sympathy.
“Sorry…”
Then the flame-controller snapped his fingers once, and the walls of flame ceased; oxygen re-filled Demyx’s lungs and he gasped, holding his chest gently with a hand. He watched as Axel left the cave in a portal, a big, black, shimmering hole of nothingness.
Demyx turned his head in Zexion’s direction, and he could feel his heart go into overdrive.
“Zexion!” He breathed as he ran to his friends side and knelt down, unsure whether or not he should touch him.
He looked so, breakable.
“Zexion…”
“Don’t… Don’t cry Demyx…” Zexion told him, wincing. He opened his eyes to look at his friend, offering a weak smile.
Then he collapsed, his arms splayed on either side of him, his cheek resting on the cold stone ground. Demyx could not stop the tears from falling down his cheeks now, the only one he’d ever loved was dying beneath his very eyes, killed by a black-tongued dragon.
“D-Demyx…” Zexion whispered, staring blankly at the wall across the room; his smile came easier now.
“Zexion…” Demyc choked out, sitting down beside his friend. “No, Zexion!” He hoisted the blunette into his lap, cradling to his chest, his head resting on Zexion’s shoulder.
“Don’t cry…” Zexion breathed quietly into Demyx’ ear, his own chin propped up on the blonde’s shoulder.
Demyc could feel how tense Zexion’s body was; he was fighting so hard for his life.
“Don’t, don’t leave me!” Demyx sobbed, holding Zexion as tighly to his chest as he could.
“I’m not… D-Demyx…”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll always be… Be… right here…”
Demyx watched as Zexion struggled into a sitting position, touching Demyx’s temple once to indicate his brain. Then Zexion smiled; he looked so fragile, Demyx’s eys flooded with fresh tears. He watched as Zexion brought a hand up, he looke dlike he was going to fall over again, and wiped a tear off Demyx’s cheek.
“D-don’t… Don’t Ev-Ever forget…” Zexion whispered, doing his best to look happy, even as he fought for his life.
“Forget what?” Demyx asked, his voice airy and stifled.
“How… How I…”
The blunette put a hand on Demyx’s chest, right above his heart.
“I made you feel…”
Demyx’s lower lip quivered as Zexion gazed into his eyes; it looked like he was staring off into space, into a different land.
“D-don’t fight it Zexy… I’ll always remember you…” He grasped the blunette in another hug, his fresh tears staining the nobody’s shoulder.
“Demyx I…”
The blunette squeezed Demyx tightly.
“I love you.”
The blonde could do nothing as his best friend began to fade, black flames lapping at his body as it was devoured into nothingness, much like his chakrams from before.
Even after Zexion had disappeared, Demyx continued to hug himself, wailing as loudly as he could. His body grew cold after a while, his tears never ceasing, knowing that the love of his life was gone forever.
I love you too Zexy…
“Demyx! Demyx!”
The blonde opened his eyes, amazed to find his sight was blurry.
Because of tears.
“What’s wrong? I could hear you all the way from my room!” Zexion looked horrified as he stood by Demyx’s bed, his eyes wide, his hand on Demyx’s shoulder.
“In my-my dream… Axel… You… Killed you… Zexy… You died and-“ “Shhh…” Zexion whispered, interrupting Demyx’s blubbering as he got into Demyx’s bed, pulling him into a hug. Demyx rested his head on Zexion’s chest and let himself be comforted by the arm around his back, holding him tightly to the bluenette’s side.
“It’s alright, everything’s fine, I’m here now…
And I’m never going to leave you….”
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Carnal Cupcake Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:24 pm
WHOA!.... I liked that one... -points to post above my own- I have to say.... it they're all that good, we're going to have a pretty hard time... I'll have to let Brett know that when she calls in the morning.
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