fantasy book
Hi,i'm writing a fantasy book.It is about Heroes of Might and Magic,Warcraft,Diablo and Dink Smallwood in one!I just want your opinion about it and maybe some advice.
NOTE: it is going to take me about a year to finish it
NOTE: it is going to take me about a year to finish it
Can you extend a bit on how you plan to blend these worlds in? Are there some characters we will know from those names you listed?
If you're going to write true to the worlds of those games, you might want to first jot down some general facts about each world that you want to go by. About the climate, age, culture and maybe religion, technology, magic, names of places... You'll have a nice reference when you're writing.
If you're going to write true to the worlds of those games, you might want to first jot down some general facts about each world that you want to go by. About the climate, age, culture and maybe religion, technology, magic, names of places... You'll have a nice reference when you're writing.
Just be aware that you can never legally publish this book under normal circumstances. Way too many copyright issues going on with your idea. Unless you get permissions from the owners of all said products to use their stuff, you're out of luck.
Publish? I figured it was going to be a fanfic type of "book" to be published on a home site... then again, some authors seem to think they can actually forbid fanfic on their works.
Hey, why not throw in Half-Life 2, as well.
well ofcourse i will not publish it.it is just for my friends.Later i will write real books of my own.
im writing a fantasy genre called 'The Ring of Dragons im still working on the rough draft but after that ill type it and print it and maybe get out of my stupid house (god my brothers annoying please help me shut him up!) anyhoo im going to buy all the 'warriors' books for my sis.
i need a name for a undead city
No,i mean like "Ghostgrave" or "Swordsoul" something like that
And i also need a name for a human city.
Humanopolis, Peopleburg, or New Dude City
You're not doing too well with your book if you're continuously asking for help... even if it's mostly just names. Try to make your fantasy work a bit.
Is this actually going to be a book? even if it is only on the net or for friends. I suppose you could have it in the style of those games but I don't see how you could do it without either making it really corny and weird or just writing another story about Dink or a Diablo character.
i was thinking to make it on a d-mod
but there is one problem.........I can't make d-mods!I tried but failed.
i will try again and lets hope it will work because i have problems with my editor.
Are there any volunteers?Is there someone who would like to make my book on a d-mod or just a part of it?When i finish writing the book i will email it to someone who would like to make it.
I hope you're using WDE, it's more userfriendly if you ask me.
i'm new here so what is WDE?
I'd suggest learning how to use both WDE and Dinkedit so that you can utilize the strengths of both, but yes, WDE is more user-friendly.
I think writing a book alone is great and rather hard task.Especialy to make it to a D-mod.But in my opinion you'll manage with this.
One of my friends made four books.He is helping me with this one and with the d-mod.
I'm helping soulman cuz i'm his best friend.And i think that i can really help him.
Agh! It's the attack of the Double Posting Noob!
Anubis,just modify it.And DinkDude,don't go hard on him.He is new.He doesn't know how.
You don't want to see hard. Not necessarily my hard, you just don't want to see hard.
look.I posted this topic for the book and your advice about it,not to argue.
You've got a lot to learn about the Dink Network forums, young padawan.
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can we talk about the book now we are changing the subject.
can we talk about the book now we are changing the subject.
Ah, Master Phoenix, am I ready for full acceptance into the academy? Can I get rid of this danged training saber yet?
we are changing the subject
My point exactly.
My point exactly.
include dragons magic and a magical suit of armor
Here is a very small part of it in english.What do you think of it?I can post more but first i will need your opinion.Here it is:
The Wizards’ tower in Nevermore – maybe the most inaccessible and at the same time most beautiful place in the whole world. The magicians usually gathered at the tower to look for solutions to important issues. This one looked just like one of the most important ones, as all prominent magicians were present at the tower. - I do not wish to waste my time any more with such insignificant thing! – Tempest, the Lord of the Sky and Aerial forces, finally burst off. - Tempest, enough! You know this problem is on everyone’s tongue lately. Goodness, we are dealing with the Prime Evils here! – Julia, the Queen of Elfish Kind at Nevermore angrily retorted. She possessed stunning beauty and short temper, which rendered her opponents in arguing hesitant and eventually warded them off. But it did not work with Tempest. - Even if the three of them come together against us they do not stand a chance. Of course, there will be casualties, but before long we will triumph. – Tempest said perkily. - Do not overestimate yourself, Tempest! – a hissing voice was heard, and the echo added to the effect. All turned towards the hooded figure at the bottom of the hall. – If you think you’re so great, why don’t you confront Diablo yourself? - Look who spoke up! Maybe it is you who should confront him? Finally we will rid the world of your existence. - Yes I could do it, I could face all three of them… if it wasn’t for my condition. – speaking, the hooded pulled back his hood…..
Do you want to know who is the figure?
The Wizards’ tower in Nevermore – maybe the most inaccessible and at the same time most beautiful place in the whole world. The magicians usually gathered at the tower to look for solutions to important issues. This one looked just like one of the most important ones, as all prominent magicians were present at the tower. - I do not wish to waste my time any more with such insignificant thing! – Tempest, the Lord of the Sky and Aerial forces, finally burst off. - Tempest, enough! You know this problem is on everyone’s tongue lately. Goodness, we are dealing with the Prime Evils here! – Julia, the Queen of Elfish Kind at Nevermore angrily retorted. She possessed stunning beauty and short temper, which rendered her opponents in arguing hesitant and eventually warded them off. But it did not work with Tempest. - Even if the three of them come together against us they do not stand a chance. Of course, there will be casualties, but before long we will triumph. – Tempest said perkily. - Do not overestimate yourself, Tempest! – a hissing voice was heard, and the echo added to the effect. All turned towards the hooded figure at the bottom of the hall. – If you think you’re so great, why don’t you confront Diablo yourself? - Look who spoke up! Maybe it is you who should confront him? Finally we will rid the world of your existence. - Yes I could do it, I could face all three of them… if it wasn’t for my condition. – speaking, the hooded pulled back his hood…..
Do you want to know who is the figure?
Not bad at all. If the rest holds this high quality, I wouldn't mind reading the whole thing when it's done.
I joyously agree. Very nice.
Maybe you could publish the story in pieces (so that we won't have to wait for you to finish the whole thing ) on some site? Then again, re-writing is sometimes valuable... at least if you don't have an outline of the whole story clearly put out somewhere.
Maybe you could publish the story in pieces (so that we won't have to wait for you to finish the whole thing
) on some site? Then again, re-writing is sometimes valuable... at least if you don't have an outline of the whole story clearly put out somewhere. I agree, it sounds quite good! Good luck with it, and by the way, welcome all new! Enjoy your stay.
Good luck with it, and by the way, welcome all new! Enjoy your stay.oooooooooookaaaaaaayy. that was boring, read these book seiries: pendragon and harry potter. those can inspire you. i read a lot and i expect a lot from a book sorry to contradict you but i could only read half-way start with some action or romance.
"That was boring" is not constructive criticism. If you don't want to be constructive then write something and show us you can do better.
Well actually, I didn't find anything wrong with the criticism. He found the piece lacking in action (and even pointed out how to fix this: "start with some action or romance."). Sounds constructive enough. It was a piece of advice, anyway.
What I don't see is why he should write something better if he "doesn't want to be constructive". It has nothing to do with criticizing? I like my right to criticize things I'm not able to make myself.. like, poetry, or commercial computer software. Or stuff.
What I don't see is why he should write something better if he "doesn't want to be constructive". It has nothing to do with criticizing? I like my right to criticize things I'm not able to make myself.. like, poetry, or commercial computer software. Or stuff.
Not all books need action or romance.
I wasn't saying I agreed with him... but he's allowed to demand action and romance if he thinks the book needed it.
Plus hey, I've got this strange feeling that the fantasy book in production actually might contain either one of them (just not in the small piece we saw
)
Plus hey, I've got this strange feeling that the fantasy book in production actually might contain either one of them (just not in the small piece we saw
)Yes,the book will have action(not sure about romance),comedy and other stuff.And my book is different from most of the others because it doesn't have a happy ending .
.to get people hooked on a book, i would put in some romance, like if the hero is going to leave or doesnt know about it the romace can be just a short kiss that lasts for ever till it finally ends.
It will have the things you said.I ment romance like "hold me in your arms" or "i want you tonight" or stuff like that.It will also have some sad moments,like when the main character dies or when someone else dies.Many "good" characters will also die(Dink will survive).
you said that dink doesnt die. DOOFUS
ha ha very funny i dont want him to die if i did i would have made a d=mod called a million ways to kill dink smallwood
I think you missed the point, soulman. They were complaining because you've already given away key elements of the story.
Oh,okay then.I just wanted to know their opinion about the book and the part i posted.I want to thanks Marpro for showing me WDE.Now i can make my book on a d-mod.
I'll tell you one thing, that sounds like a pretty good book to me. Make sure you let us know when the book and/or the d-mod for it is finished I reckon.
The book will be finished next year,probably.But i can post it in pieces,like Sharp said.Post it in pieces? Go for it lol.
That's what I've been doing with my Legends of Evaria story on my RvB profile. 'cept I've been writing it for three years now and I still can't say when I'll finish it.
That's what I've been doing with my Legends of Evaria story on my RvB profile. 'cept I've been writing it for three years now and I still can't say when I'll finish it.
I forgot to mention that i will also add King's Quest,Golden Axe and Age of wonders to the story.Do you want to know what the book is mainly about?(probably not )
)Just a thought but has anyone tried making a real, published book into a D-mod. Not just the vague idea and not the entire thing, cover to cover, but convert a novel into a D-mod the same way a novel gets converted into a film with editing and tweaking.
The problems with most D-mods these days is the plots aren't very good so this would help and also make it a lot easier with the actual game creation.
The problems with most D-mods these days is the plots aren't very good so this would help and also make it a lot easier with the actual game creation.
You are right!Someone should make Harry Potter on a d-mod.I know,they should make ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ on a movie .Anyway,what kind of stuff would you like me to put i the book.I was thinking about rock and rap
.Anyway,what kind of stuff would you like me to put i the book.I was thinking about rock and rap I hope that you could make the book,soulman.I'm worried because it is too difficult to write a book,especially a fantasy book.
First,you have to imagine the story.Second,to write it on a draft,then on a original.And it would be very good if you publish it on the Net
and the thing you can only do,is to hope the readers will enjoy it.But i know that you can manage with those difficulties!
First,you have to imagine the story.Second,to write it on a draft,then on a original.And it would be very good if you publish it on the Net
and the thing you can only do,is to hope the readers will enjoy it.But i know that you can manage with those difficulties!
ok use names in the rough draft from games and books
but keep the main characters the same in both drafts
but keep the main characters the same in both drafts
I'll do it.Thanks for the hint.Anyway,i'll be finished soon with a small part of the book,Should i upload it?
I will be posting more from the book but you will have to wait until summer.Until then,don't let this topic die!!
I could post my own book up here, but that would take a lot of effort. Plus I don't want to undermine your own efforts.
Also, where is it..? can we get a link in here when you get the story online? Even though you might not get the file accepted for showcasing here...
Also, where is it..? can we get a link in here when you get the story online? Even though you might not get the file accepted for showcasing here...
The only place where i post my book is.....here .Feel free to post your book in my topic
.Feel free to post your book in my topic 
The Adventure of Dink Smallwood.
Woke up this Mornin' with a Real Bad headache, Couldn't remember what had happened Last night, Looked down the Stairs, Mum was Cooking break-fast, then when I least expected it she popped her head round the wall and Said "Good Morning Dink!, Would you like some breakfast?" I was wondering what Mum wanted so I said "Yes Please, But Mum." I waited for a Responce, "Yes Dink?" she Replied.
"What Exactly Happened Last night?"
Then Mum Sighed "Eat your Breakfast, and then i'll tell you."
So I rush my Breakfast.. Feeling full I got myself a drink.
Then Mum Said "Well Dink, Last night your Father Returned from the War!" In Amazement a Managed to say, "Wha', Where is he!!?" Mum looked at the Floor, Sadly.
"He left this morning, didn't even leave us a note."
"Well my Heads Aching badly, I think I got drunk last night."
Mum looks at me Oddly "Well the time is Dinner soon, If you want you can go and Play?" I replied "Nah, I Can't be bothered."
Mum Grinned and Said "Of course, you could always go do your chores, like feed the Pigs!" I decided to Go and do my Chores, So I don't have to do 'em Later. "Okay Mom." I go to the Corner of the Room and Pick up the Pig Feed, "I'll be Back in a Bit mum!" I shout.
I walk to the Pigs thinking about going onto Amazing adventures, then I bump into the Pig Fence. I snap out of my Day Dreaming and enter the Pig Stye, I drop some Pig feed on the floor then a Pig comes up to me and says "Comeon Dink!! Im Hungry Ya no!" I screamed when the Pig said that.
My Enemie Milder FlatStomp heard my Scream and went and told The Local bar.
I told my mom that I had finished my Chores, she said then "Go out and Play for a while, I'll call you in when Dinners Done!" I reply, Joyfully "Okies!"
I walk over to Chelseas House Hoping shes Inside, I knock onto the door and Chelsea opens the door, I Wave to her and say "Howdy Chelsea" she replies "Hiya Dink, how are you this Mornin'?" I will be Honest here "I have a Headache from Last nights Party, what about you?" Chelsea replys Laughing "Im good Thanks, Anyway what Brings you around this half of town?"
I reply stupidly "My Moms Cooking Dinner, I think" Chelsea starts Laughing at me, "Dink your SO Funny!!" Then I decided to go Home and ask Mom if dinner was done, When I arrived home I shouted "Mum Im Home!, Is Dinner Ready!?"
she Replied Busy like "Not yet Deary, would you be a Angel and go get me three Alk Tree Nuts?" as I was In a good mood today, I decided to reply Positive "Yes."
I run into the Forest and Guard Jenson didn't catch me, Even though He doesn't like me going out of town.
As I get the Nuts, I hear a Slow Moving Noise, Speedily I turn around, Its a Talking PillBug, the PillBug said "Hey Dink, Wanna Battle?" as I was bored, I said "Yes!!" And then I draw out my Claw sword and he Draws out his... his....... well what ever Pill Bugs Have! I Hit him once with my Sword and he Dies, How Wimpy!!
I return home, the Long way so Gaurd doesn't Catch me, But Unfortunately I was Followed By a Bonca into town, so the Gaurd decides to Try Attack the Bonca, But miserebly Failed, then King Daniel Told ME to get the Bonca Out of there, So I get my Bow and Arrow Out and Shoot it, But the Bonca Somehow Hits me for 50 Damage!!, So I use the food that My Mum Gave me and then Im fully Healed...
When I got home... My House was Burnt down... I ran in to get my Mom, or the Remains of her.
I Pull her out, Luckily she is Still alive.
I Hug her and say "Why'd You leave the fire on when you were Stiching!, I told you to turn the fire off!"
Mum Replys Coughing "Im... I..m Sorry Dink."
We Have to go from WoodBrook to Tenesie over the Bridge, where a Man Is waiting for me to Pay him 100Gp, I tell him where he Can stick that price, then I decide to kill him.. How easy!
My Auntie WoodWood was Waiting in her Big house, there was a Man there... Mack he was Called... In the Middle of the night, mom was Asleep, I slowy tip toed Down Stairs and Saw Mack Hitting Aunt Wood Wood, I went back to bed and in the morning I said to Aunt "I saw Mack Hit you." she says "Don't hurt him, Please!", I decided to let him Live, So I said "I'll teach Him a Lesson!"
I went up to Mack and said "Oi, you hit my Aunt, didn't you!" Mack Replys "Maybe!"
So I draw my sword and Cut his Arm, and then I said fiercely "Don't Mess!"
Then Mack said, Frightenedly "Ok Man, Take it Easy!"
Mom told me that the house is Built back now...
so me and Mom went Back to WoodBrook and Lived Happily Ever After...
Until Matridge the Wizard CaSt a Pain Spell... and its reppaticve
so Dink goes to Matridges house and shouts at Matridge "WHAT THE FUDGE?!!" Matridge stops the Pain spell and says what...
So Dink goes home and Stays there for a while...
Then King Daniel sends another Messenger.
His Message was;
GoodHeart Castle.
GHC674
To, Dink Smallwood
Hello Sir Smallwood, I am In need of your help Dink.
There was Reports that the Gate to Hell Is open (Again) so I need you to Go and Shut it, If you Have nothing better to do, Of course.
If you Go you will Receive the Following;
1 Full Gold Knight Armour.
3 Atomical Bombs.
1 Claymore.
1 Crown (Not Mine of course) for Doing it.
And some other Awesome stuff Like More swords and Healing, Summoning and Freezing Spells, Also you will have a Stat Raise of 1000 on Each!
Thank you
King Daniel.
I decided to do it, so I shouted "Mom! Ive been Chosen to Shut some Gate!"
She Replyed weirdly "Coool"
So I Took nothing and went over to King Daniels Castle, And I received my Stuff, Oh how Awesome Did I Look!
Then King Daniel Came up to me, I though 'wow he ACTUALY Walked' and smiled, He then Said "Dink, Your look Good"
I replied "Thanks, Wheres this 'Gate'?" He Replied Shockingly "But Dink, Can't you already see it?!" I couldn't but I decided not to dissapoint him so I said "Oh, I didn't see it, Sorry!"
He told me to get in there and Kill it...
I Gulped and Walked slowly to the Gigantic Gate then all of a Sudden King Daniel Screamed "Dink, HELP... Matridge has Telepor..."
Then He was gone, the Gate to Hell went with Him, I took my Items and went over to Matridges and there was an Even Bigger Gate than before! I Barged into Matridges House and shouted, "Wheres Daniel!!?" and Matridge was startled, then In the corner was a Half King daniel and Half monster from hell!
I Knocked Matridge out, he Had a Reverse Spell, then a thought hit me 'This can Reverse the Gate and Reverse the Monster/Daniel thing!
So I cast it and Read the Spell "Allah Havis Reversius Moterly!"
Matridge woke Up surrounded by Gaurds and King Daniel was behind them, He Thanked me and Gave me 99999990999 Gold!!
I Ran home and Gave mum 875648576 Gold.
She was Pleased with me, So was I.
The Next Day Matridge had Teleported out of Jail into a Boat.
Guess who had to Catch Him.
Me!
So I set of in the Boat (Ship) that King Daniel had Gave me (Oh my King Daniels Kind) and then as My Ship had a Engine I eventualy Caught up with Matridge, He Climbed aboard my ship, Then I said "I'll let you Take a ride with me to Far away, IF You go Down into the Cellar and get me some beer!" so Matridge, (As Dumb as he is) went down Into the Cellar full of Knights and as Matridge went in I pulled off his spells (But he didn't notice) and Pushed him down then Locked the door, I heard the knights saying "Look Matridge, you have NO Weapons or Spells, Give up Matridge shouted up "Dink you B4ST4RD!" I just ignored him as I knew what was going to happen, so I said "Knights, Do what you want!" so I heard Matridge scream and Then there was the Familiar noise, Teleport like.
Matridge was gone!
But the knights had sent him to jail by Editing his Teleport Belt whilest he wasn't looking (I forgot the Belt) then We Drove back to Goodheart Castle and King Daniel Thanked me (Again!) for helping Him, he Gave me Twice the Amount of Cash than before!
I Ran home with My Knights, Guards and Servents, then I told my Mom that we had to move to our Own Land!
So I bought Land (119 x 129) And we Built 100 Houses there... and Bought more Servents.
Then Dink and His Mother Lived Happily ever after, For Now!
By Teej88.
Woke up this Mornin' with a Real Bad headache, Couldn't remember what had happened Last night, Looked down the Stairs, Mum was Cooking break-fast, then when I least expected it she popped her head round the wall and Said "Good Morning Dink!, Would you like some breakfast?" I was wondering what Mum wanted so I said "Yes Please, But Mum." I waited for a Responce, "Yes Dink?" she Replied.
"What Exactly Happened Last night?"
Then Mum Sighed "Eat your Breakfast, and then i'll tell you."
So I rush my Breakfast.. Feeling full I got myself a drink.
Then Mum Said "Well Dink, Last night your Father Returned from the War!" In Amazement a Managed to say, "Wha', Where is he!!?" Mum looked at the Floor, Sadly.
"He left this morning, didn't even leave us a note."
"Well my Heads Aching badly, I think I got drunk last night."
Mum looks at me Oddly "Well the time is Dinner soon, If you want you can go and Play?" I replied "Nah, I Can't be bothered."
Mum Grinned and Said "Of course, you could always go do your chores, like feed the Pigs!" I decided to Go and do my Chores, So I don't have to do 'em Later. "Okay Mom." I go to the Corner of the Room and Pick up the Pig Feed, "I'll be Back in a Bit mum!" I shout.
I walk to the Pigs thinking about going onto Amazing adventures, then I bump into the Pig Fence. I snap out of my Day Dreaming and enter the Pig Stye, I drop some Pig feed on the floor then a Pig comes up to me and says "Comeon Dink!! Im Hungry Ya no!" I screamed when the Pig said that.
My Enemie Milder FlatStomp heard my Scream and went and told The Local bar.
I told my mom that I had finished my Chores, she said then "Go out and Play for a while, I'll call you in when Dinners Done!" I reply, Joyfully "Okies!"
I walk over to Chelseas House Hoping shes Inside, I knock onto the door and Chelsea opens the door, I Wave to her and say "Howdy Chelsea" she replies "Hiya Dink, how are you this Mornin'?" I will be Honest here "I have a Headache from Last nights Party, what about you?" Chelsea replys Laughing "Im good Thanks, Anyway what Brings you around this half of town?"
I reply stupidly "My Moms Cooking Dinner, I think" Chelsea starts Laughing at me, "Dink your SO Funny!!" Then I decided to go Home and ask Mom if dinner was done, When I arrived home I shouted "Mum Im Home!, Is Dinner Ready!?"
she Replied Busy like "Not yet Deary, would you be a Angel and go get me three Alk Tree Nuts?" as I was In a good mood today, I decided to reply Positive "Yes."
I run into the Forest and Guard Jenson didn't catch me, Even though He doesn't like me going out of town.
As I get the Nuts, I hear a Slow Moving Noise, Speedily I turn around, Its a Talking PillBug, the PillBug said "Hey Dink, Wanna Battle?" as I was bored, I said "Yes!!" And then I draw out my Claw sword and he Draws out his... his....... well what ever Pill Bugs Have! I Hit him once with my Sword and he Dies, How Wimpy!!
I return home, the Long way so Gaurd doesn't Catch me, But Unfortunately I was Followed By a Bonca into town, so the Gaurd decides to Try Attack the Bonca, But miserebly Failed, then King Daniel Told ME to get the Bonca Out of there, So I get my Bow and Arrow Out and Shoot it, But the Bonca Somehow Hits me for 50 Damage!!, So I use the food that My Mum Gave me and then Im fully Healed...
When I got home... My House was Burnt down... I ran in to get my Mom, or the Remains of her.
I Pull her out, Luckily she is Still alive.
I Hug her and say "Why'd You leave the fire on when you were Stiching!, I told you to turn the fire off!"
Mum Replys Coughing "Im... I..m Sorry Dink."
We Have to go from WoodBrook to Tenesie over the Bridge, where a Man Is waiting for me to Pay him 100Gp, I tell him where he Can stick that price, then I decide to kill him.. How easy!
My Auntie WoodWood was Waiting in her Big house, there was a Man there... Mack he was Called... In the Middle of the night, mom was Asleep, I slowy tip toed Down Stairs and Saw Mack Hitting Aunt Wood Wood, I went back to bed and in the morning I said to Aunt "I saw Mack Hit you." she says "Don't hurt him, Please!", I decided to let him Live, So I said "I'll teach Him a Lesson!"
I went up to Mack and said "Oi, you hit my Aunt, didn't you!" Mack Replys "Maybe!"
So I draw my sword and Cut his Arm, and then I said fiercely "Don't Mess!"
Then Mack said, Frightenedly "Ok Man, Take it Easy!"
Mom told me that the house is Built back now...
so me and Mom went Back to WoodBrook and Lived Happily Ever After...
Until Matridge the Wizard CaSt a Pain Spell... and its reppaticve
so Dink goes to Matridges house and shouts at Matridge "WHAT THE FUDGE?!!" Matridge stops the Pain spell and says what...
So Dink goes home and Stays there for a while...
Then King Daniel sends another Messenger.
His Message was;
GoodHeart Castle.
GHC674
To, Dink Smallwood
Hello Sir Smallwood, I am In need of your help Dink.
There was Reports that the Gate to Hell Is open (Again) so I need you to Go and Shut it, If you Have nothing better to do, Of course.
If you Go you will Receive the Following;
1 Full Gold Knight Armour.
3 Atomical Bombs.
1 Claymore.
1 Crown (Not Mine of course) for Doing it.
And some other Awesome stuff Like More swords and Healing, Summoning and Freezing Spells, Also you will have a Stat Raise of 1000 on Each!
Thank you
King Daniel.
I decided to do it, so I shouted "Mom! Ive been Chosen to Shut some Gate!"
She Replyed weirdly "Coool"
So I Took nothing and went over to King Daniels Castle, And I received my Stuff, Oh how Awesome Did I Look!
Then King Daniel Came up to me, I though 'wow he ACTUALY Walked' and smiled, He then Said "Dink, Your look Good"
I replied "Thanks, Wheres this 'Gate'?" He Replied Shockingly "But Dink, Can't you already see it?!" I couldn't but I decided not to dissapoint him so I said "Oh, I didn't see it, Sorry!"
He told me to get in there and Kill it...
I Gulped and Walked slowly to the Gigantic Gate then all of a Sudden King Daniel Screamed "Dink, HELP... Matridge has Telepor..."
Then He was gone, the Gate to Hell went with Him, I took my Items and went over to Matridges and there was an Even Bigger Gate than before! I Barged into Matridges House and shouted, "Wheres Daniel!!?" and Matridge was startled, then In the corner was a Half King daniel and Half monster from hell!
I Knocked Matridge out, he Had a Reverse Spell, then a thought hit me 'This can Reverse the Gate and Reverse the Monster/Daniel thing!
So I cast it and Read the Spell "Allah Havis Reversius Moterly!"
Matridge woke Up surrounded by Gaurds and King Daniel was behind them, He Thanked me and Gave me 99999990999 Gold!!
I Ran home and Gave mum 875648576 Gold.
She was Pleased with me, So was I.
The Next Day Matridge had Teleported out of Jail into a Boat.
Guess who had to Catch Him.
Me!
So I set of in the Boat (Ship) that King Daniel had Gave me (Oh my King Daniels Kind) and then as My Ship had a Engine I eventualy Caught up with Matridge, He Climbed aboard my ship, Then I said "I'll let you Take a ride with me to Far away, IF You go Down into the Cellar and get me some beer!" so Matridge, (As Dumb as he is) went down Into the Cellar full of Knights and as Matridge went in I pulled off his spells (But he didn't notice) and Pushed him down then Locked the door, I heard the knights saying "Look Matridge, you have NO Weapons or Spells, Give up Matridge shouted up "Dink you B4ST4RD!" I just ignored him as I knew what was going to happen, so I said "Knights, Do what you want!" so I heard Matridge scream and Then there was the Familiar noise, Teleport like.
Matridge was gone!
But the knights had sent him to jail by Editing his Teleport Belt whilest he wasn't looking (I forgot the Belt) then We Drove back to Goodheart Castle and King Daniel Thanked me (Again!) for helping Him, he Gave me Twice the Amount of Cash than before!
I Ran home with My Knights, Guards and Servents, then I told my Mom that we had to move to our Own Land!
So I bought Land (119 x 129) And we Built 100 Houses there... and Bought more Servents.
Then Dink and His Mother Lived Happily ever after, For Now!
By Teej88.
Not bad,but you can do better.
So can I; no offence to anyone but you did say to post our own in here. So here's an extract from Legends of Evaria. I'm not giving too much away if I can help it, unless you want to go find where I've been posting it up anyway.
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Far off to the west, rising from the island surrounded by magma and situated between the Rolcar and Hergar Volcanoes, rose a mighty tower of darkened stone. Up and up, into the clouds this tower rose, a seemingly never-ending structure forever rising into the sky.
Beneath the tower and across the lake of Magma, on the barren plains surrounding the lake of fire, were thousands upon thousands of tents, each built not for the comfort of the occupants but for the short rest of a million armed wariors. But empty were these tents, as the army occupying this massive encampment stood proudly outside of a fortress at the bottom of the barren hills, an entrance to the encampment on the Plains of Ash.
Each warrior in the army bore blackened armour plating, and their helms covered only the top of their heads. And the only thing showing of these warriors at all were their faces; the horrid, twisted faces. They featured a wide-spread mouth full of rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, maroon skin, and slitted, yellow eyes that would strike fear into even the bravest of heroes. Each bore their own weapons according to their rank, amongst which there were four: Standard Warriors bore the Broad-Sword and Shield, while the Corporals used Heavy Axes. The Higher-Ranked beasts bore huge spears and javelins, while the highest ranked stomped the foot of their sythes against the ground, eager for blood.
The beasts, nicknamed Breed, were known only as the Gordan.
As the Breed Army glared at each other in wait, a pair of figures stepped foreward atop the Fortress wall. Tromog and Vamper stood, admiring their millitia.
"So, do you belive they are read yet?" Tromog grinned slyly. "I've been training them for a very long time, and they could tear through the entire land of Central Evaria, Burning the Five Kingdoms within two weeks with no resistance."
"They are admirable, brother. Congratulations. You have now succeeded in becoming a weakling who uses numbers in order to tip the ballance in a battle to their favour, while I have become a master of stealth and assasination." Vamper replied.
"Such as your pitiful Concealment Spell upon the frozen wastes, and those weak wraithes you have patrolling the ancients seal?" Tromog spat. "You have no honor, brother."
"Perhaps," replied MC Vamper. "But I have the advantage of knowing the location of the Wielders at this very moment. They are within the very place you despised a moment ago, the Frozen Wastes."
"Bah!" Tromog grunted. He slammed his great blade upon the side of the wall, leaving a great crack etched into the stone. In a matter of seconds the crack faded away, and the stone appeared as normal as it was before the blow was struck.
"Tisk tisk brother, Evrai will not like it that you damage his fortress with your rage. Besides, he will be here soon to address your Breed Army their orders." Vamper smiled.
"Whatever, brother. Anyway, what if the Wielders manage to break the ancient's seal? Evan could quite easilly do so, seeing as he holds the very essence of our being with him at all times."
"You reffer to the Shadow Stone?" MC Vamper asked.
"No, and you aren't supposed to know what it is. If I told you, Evrai would definitely not be pleased. Ah, here he comes now."
Tromog and Vamper turned their backs to the army and faced a runic symbol upon the fortress roofing. It consisted of three curved, light-grey lines that looked like three circles had once been lying next to each other in a triangular formation only to be sliced into pieces of a circle, still in a triangular shape. It glowed red, then Blue, then Yellow, before flashing white on and off as a bright orb began to hover above it. In an instant, the black orb became a doorway, and Tromog and MC Vamper kneeled before the black gate before them.
The army below bellowed with fear as an energy pulsed from the portal above, weaving it's way between every breed amongst them, as an enormous dark aura emerged from the portal, surrounding a single man in black robes. His cloak had it's hood over his head, but where his face would show was only an eternal darkness echoing outwards. The figure stepped foreward to the wall, facing the breed army below as they all fell silent, bowing before the figure on the fortress.
And in a dark, bellowing voice, the figure began to issue his commands...
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END OF EXTRACT
Just some useful information:
Magclaw Vamper and Desther Tromog are the main antagonists/villians, excluding Evrai himself.
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Far off to the west, rising from the island surrounded by magma and situated between the Rolcar and Hergar Volcanoes, rose a mighty tower of darkened stone. Up and up, into the clouds this tower rose, a seemingly never-ending structure forever rising into the sky.
Beneath the tower and across the lake of Magma, on the barren plains surrounding the lake of fire, were thousands upon thousands of tents, each built not for the comfort of the occupants but for the short rest of a million armed wariors. But empty were these tents, as the army occupying this massive encampment stood proudly outside of a fortress at the bottom of the barren hills, an entrance to the encampment on the Plains of Ash.
Each warrior in the army bore blackened armour plating, and their helms covered only the top of their heads. And the only thing showing of these warriors at all were their faces; the horrid, twisted faces. They featured a wide-spread mouth full of rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, maroon skin, and slitted, yellow eyes that would strike fear into even the bravest of heroes. Each bore their own weapons according to their rank, amongst which there were four: Standard Warriors bore the Broad-Sword and Shield, while the Corporals used Heavy Axes. The Higher-Ranked beasts bore huge spears and javelins, while the highest ranked stomped the foot of their sythes against the ground, eager for blood.
The beasts, nicknamed Breed, were known only as the Gordan.
As the Breed Army glared at each other in wait, a pair of figures stepped foreward atop the Fortress wall. Tromog and Vamper stood, admiring their millitia.
"So, do you belive they are read yet?" Tromog grinned slyly. "I've been training them for a very long time, and they could tear through the entire land of Central Evaria, Burning the Five Kingdoms within two weeks with no resistance."
"They are admirable, brother. Congratulations. You have now succeeded in becoming a weakling who uses numbers in order to tip the ballance in a battle to their favour, while I have become a master of stealth and assasination." Vamper replied.
"Such as your pitiful Concealment Spell upon the frozen wastes, and those weak wraithes you have patrolling the ancients seal?" Tromog spat. "You have no honor, brother."
"Perhaps," replied MC Vamper. "But I have the advantage of knowing the location of the Wielders at this very moment. They are within the very place you despised a moment ago, the Frozen Wastes."
"Bah!" Tromog grunted. He slammed his great blade upon the side of the wall, leaving a great crack etched into the stone. In a matter of seconds the crack faded away, and the stone appeared as normal as it was before the blow was struck.
"Tisk tisk brother, Evrai will not like it that you damage his fortress with your rage. Besides, he will be here soon to address your Breed Army their orders." Vamper smiled.
"Whatever, brother. Anyway, what if the Wielders manage to break the ancient's seal? Evan could quite easilly do so, seeing as he holds the very essence of our being with him at all times."
"You reffer to the Shadow Stone?" MC Vamper asked.
"No, and you aren't supposed to know what it is. If I told you, Evrai would definitely not be pleased. Ah, here he comes now."
Tromog and Vamper turned their backs to the army and faced a runic symbol upon the fortress roofing. It consisted of three curved, light-grey lines that looked like three circles had once been lying next to each other in a triangular formation only to be sliced into pieces of a circle, still in a triangular shape. It glowed red, then Blue, then Yellow, before flashing white on and off as a bright orb began to hover above it. In an instant, the black orb became a doorway, and Tromog and MC Vamper kneeled before the black gate before them.
The army below bellowed with fear as an energy pulsed from the portal above, weaving it's way between every breed amongst them, as an enormous dark aura emerged from the portal, surrounding a single man in black robes. His cloak had it's hood over his head, but where his face would show was only an eternal darkness echoing outwards. The figure stepped foreward to the wall, facing the breed army below as they all fell silent, bowing before the figure on the fortress.
And in a dark, bellowing voice, the figure began to issue his commands...
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END OF EXTRACT
Just some useful information:
Magclaw Vamper and Desther Tromog are the main antagonists/villians, excluding Evrai himself.
very specific
you could due an action scene first
good
you could due an action scene first
good
My extract is from near the middle of the story I've written so far; i'll try to find an action event I can edit to post here. It's harder to understand if you're an in-depth reader just what is going on in the extract I posted so far though.
As for the story-post by Teej88, that was interesting to say the least. It'd make a good D-mod.
As for the story-post by Teej88, that was interesting to say the least. It'd make a good D-mod.
Your book will be a hit(if you could publish it ).When you are ready with your book,make a link to it and post the link here.Like i said,i will have time to write my book when the school ends.I still have to study for the big english exam.Good Luck!!
).When you are ready with your book,make a link to it and post the link here.Like i said,i will have time to write my book when the school ends.I still have to study for the big english exam.Good Luck!!Cheers, though I am planning on having LoE published. Just don't go asking me about dates for it and stuff because I've been working on it for a total of Four years now and i've still got tons of work to do on it.
Don't worry; I'm sure yours won't take so long. Not unless you keep changing details and keep in contact with your personal life J/k
Don't worry; I'm sure yours won't take so long. Not unless you keep changing details and keep in contact with your personal life
J/kHey soulman, what do you say to try to create a mod based on the story?But you'll have to wait a bit-I'm still novice at D-mod creation. 
well good luck on your story soulman. 
I think that this could be a profitible venture, so anyways good luck.
btw combining diablo warcraft and dink is going to be HARD so...
lol here is a story i wrote for a short story project at school done overnight.
it is quite horrible because I was sleepy and tired writing this.
Snow drifts to the ground in the light of a crescent moon on a dark night. A massive fortress looms over a group of men huddled round a crackling fire, attempting to keep warm. The chilling Antarctic wind rips through the
Barren landscape, whipping the lapping waves into a frenzy.
As day breaks the archaeologists emerge from their tents and get ready
for yet another day in the dark depths of the fortress examining its ancient passages and deciphering its archaic origin. When the team was geared up they drove up to the fortress in snowmobiles, carrying their supplies in crates. They entered through the main gate and emerged into the courtyard. The courtyard could be described as a dilapidated garden graveyard, with the stone grave markers scattered arbitrarily about. The plant life was all either frozen or decayed because of the harsh weather conditions it had to live in. Two statues stood at the entryway of the keep, silent sentinels of stone.
The lights were brought in, the generators followed and soon the halls of the fortress stood in a vivid light. Runes carved into the walls attracted the archaeologists to them like a moths drawn to a flame. For days they had been trying to figure out how to get into the center of the keep, scientists of all sorts trying to figure out how to get the chemical balance right in the chemical lock barring entry through the door to the chamber beyond. After what was yet another uneventful long day something remarkable happened. One of the scientists had discovered the chemical combination! And the door had opened!
The archaeologists and scientists delayed their leaving for a moment to look into what they had found. In the center of the room there was what looked to be a marble pedestal with some kind of idol mounted on top of it. The rest of the room was also quite amazing; with runes carved into the wall in a ring around the room somehow glowing a phosphorescent green, but it was growing dark so they began to leave. When they walked out of the keep it was night time the statues now looked sinister and menacing in an evil way as if they bore some kind of hatred and contempt, for the men of science that roamed the hallways of the castle that they were placed to guard.
The archaeologists rushed to get everything ready for the examination of the new room and soon a bright light flooded the place. Almost at once the exited state of the men of science was replaced by one of fear and panic. A few of the scientists went to the idol and one touched it, triggering a trap! They had no time to react, the impaling spikes instantly killing them. As the rest of the people turned to run, the main gate slammed shut, barring any entry or in this case, escape.
Day One.
"Bloody hell!” exclaimed one scientist.
"Holy shoot...” whispered another, the people remaining alive held council on what to do in the current situation. I, John watched the council with disgust as the saw them bicker. How can they just stand there and argue when two men lay dead, he thought. "Fine, we will examine the runes." spat one archaeologist," but I don't think it will get us anywhere"
"Just do it." said another.
"And you, John is it? What are you doing just standing there?" sneered a scientist,” growing roots, are you?" The others jeered and laughed at the remark he made. I was outraged at the remark and replied thusly.
"dang you, how can you just stand there bickering when two men were killed and we are trapped?!" I shouted. The whole crowd of people fell silent at my reply, but the silence was broken by a shout of glee from the person sent to investigate the runes, “Aha!" He burst out" I’ve got it, but ill first need a piece of paper and a pen to record my findings as I translate." We all stared at him as if he was crazy, but then someone handed him a notepad and a pencil and said,
"Here you go, now get on translating, we are depending on you." He gave a quick thanks and went to work painstakingly translating the runes that were such an enigma to us.
While he was translating we introduced ourselves, in this session I learned that the person who spoke out at me was named Ken and he said that the person who was working on translating was his friend, Jorn. Soon the supposedly short conversation became long and drawn out and before long Jorn had finished translating and he said, “Friends and fellow scientists, by studying the runes inscribed on the wall I have come to the conclusion that there might be a way to escape..." before he could continue the whole group swarmed him to take a look at what he had translated.
On the pedestal it's form dark
Lies an idol covered with marks
It grants a wish, only one
To the person who answers the three riddles undone
"Hrm, I don't believe a word of this nonsense". Interrupted one person "how about doing something sensible like trying to break out."
"No let him continue on". Said Ken "now Jorn, what is this riddle it speaks of."
"Ok here it goes..."
One pace to the North.
Two paces to the East.
Two paces to the South.
Two paces to the West.
One pace to the North.
“Well I think the riddle quite easy.” Said Eskei, a scientist.
“Then what is it!” I exclaimed.
“If you would let me speak, the answer is a square” He replied. As soon as he uttered the word square the unspeakable happened, a second line of runes materialized on the wall, this time glowing red.
“Well back to translating, again …” Jorn said. This time instead of going our own ways we stood there transfixing him with our curious gaze. He finished sooner this time because his first time translating gave him experience. Jorn tells us, “Here is what the other line of runes says…”
The first riddle is solved.
And there is a choice to resolve.
After this riddle, doors will appear.
To choose which one leads out is you’re choice here.
“Now for the riddle”. Jorn said
With flashing sword and booming cry,
With darkness staining land and sky,
The army comes, prepared to die.
Soldiers fall in glistening dress,
As battles are joined without egress,
Save comfort in the earth's caress.
“This is such a nice riddle”. I said with a yawn “but it will have to wait until tomorrow or it to be solved I say, because I am tired and fatigued after the day’s events” said I
“Yes I agree”. Said Ken. Soon after he said that many yawns followed and everyone agreed that they would resume their escape tomorrow.
Day Two…
I woke to the grinding sound of generators being powered up and was greeted with a good morning from Ken. There was a group gathered at the corner of the room discussing the riddle, outside a storm was brewing. “dang”. I muttered when I looked out of an opening in the wall into the snowscape below, “that’s quite a drop.”
“Yeah I know, there is no chance of getting out that way”. Replied Ken. Outside, black clouds gathered in the sky. “The clouds are gathering.” Said I
“Black clouds, with darkness staining land and sky…” mused Ken. By now rain was pouring down from the sky and lightning was striking the ground.
“Lightning, the soldiers that fall in their glistening dress, rain… comforting in the earths caress… I’ve got it!“ Ken shouted. “the answer is rain!” as he said his answer a third row of runes appeared on the wall and doors opened on all sides of the chamber. “Traitor!” I yelled in anger as one person I recognized as Eskei ran off with the idol, into one of the new doorways that had opened.
“dang”. Said Ken “We should launch a search party to get him.” We all agreed to his suggestion and soon a party of five people descended into the darkness with only a flashlight to guide them.
“Well there they go, the crazy fools.” I said “ill go after him too, but first give me a light.”
“Here”. Said Jorn “And ill tell you the riddle too, if you find the idol.”
A strange earthen house,
That brings nought but disdain.
And yet those who stay there,
Never do complain.
I gave him a quick word of thanks and followed the search party into the obsidian depths of the fortress...
After a few minutes of walking down the passage illuminated by the dim aura of my flashlight I heard footsteps coming in my direction. “Who is it?” I stuttered, the footsteps faded in the distance. As I stared down the black void of the hallway before me, the footsteps returned. As I turned to run a voice called out to me in a frightened tone, “Is that you John?”
“W who is it?”, I said in the bravest tone I could muster at the moment.
“It is only I, Ken.” He said in a relieved tone.
“Where are the others?” I inquired.
“I don’t know, Jorn went off on his own I think.” He said in unsure tones, as if he couldn’t believe what he told himself, “I took a quick sleep and when I awoke he was gone.”
“Well we better get to finding the others, I think it’s best if we split up to find them.” I said
“I guess…” Ken said in a hesitant tone, as if he knew something that he wasn’t about to tell me, or was too afraid, too stricken with horror to tell me.
“Then lets be going now.” I said, as he walked down the hall, his form fading into the thick darkness. I stood there gazing at the spot where he stood for what seemed to be hours, but was actually minutes before I went my own way down the obsidian depths of the fortress.
Deeper into the fortress I trudged hopelessly, a dank musty smell becoming prevalent here. This deep into the fortress the dark was like a solid form, like a wall absorbing the fading light from my flashlight. Suddenly fatigue hit me and I dropped to the ground like a stone, I needed rest or else I wouldn’t survive this venture much longer, so I just lay curled up into a ball on the floor and closed my eyes and sleep took me into its caressing arms.
I ran, I ran from the creature chasing me, its face covered by a blank mask. Gliding along the wall like a shadow it hunted me, I could feel it getting closer, closer, creature of evil. My strength failing I turned around in a last stand against this monster… Darkness was all around me, I could hear voices chanting in monotone a strange tongue an ancient language perhaps? The darkness broke and I could see hooded figures gathered around a pool of water trying to channel their combined energies to invoke something, magic perhaps? In the water people were straining against chains that bound them striving to be free of the waters freezing touch. The chanting became more intense, more driving, picking up momentum and gathering speed. A darkness began forming above the waters which were now boiling, a sudden realization came to me, they were sacrificing the people for a kind of summoning, the now screaming people a tribute. As each person died their souls escaped as a light that was instantly absorbed by the dark cloud, a void in spacetime, a dimensional tear. The energies required for this must be enormous I thought.
As I looked on in dread, a being emerged from the void, its face featureless, its body a shadow, its limbs bone. It turned its face toward me, its featureless visage freezing me in raw terror.
Day Three…
I woke from my nightmare in a sweat, gasping for air. The dream had seemed so real so… I dismissed it from my mind as just a silly notion, I had to get back to the task at hand, I groped around for my flashlight. After a few minutes of crawling in the dark looking for it I found it, I flicked the switch on, there was no light, I did so again and several more times too, but all to no avail. I cursed at myself for not turning it off before I had slept, but there was no time to waste, hunger was already starting to get the best of me, I had to go on if I was to live much longer. Crawling around in the dark, I had no sense of my surroundings and the rough stone grated against my hands making the skin of my palms raw and red. After hours of crawling I saw that my clothes were damaged and my skin scraped, I needed to stop, but I knew that I couldn’t or I would die, my corpse just another ornament for the halls of the dead.
Soon, I came across a place where there were many cubicles going into the walls, I decided to search them for anything that I could need later on. Slowly I went into each one searching every inch of each with my bare hands. The fifth cubicle I searched had a foul odor and I was curious to see what was the source of this polluted air was.
As I groped around I felt a flashlight! The relief that surged through me was purged when I turned it on and the light fell on a corpse, the corpse of Eskei, the thief. His body was mutilated almost beyond recognition, deep claw marks scarred his face and back, but his body was the most gruesome sight of all, the chest was torn open and the innards ripped out and thrown in a pile in the corner. I almost retched at the sight of the pile of offal thrown in the corner. I hastily searched the area for the idol he stole, but there was no trace of it, the pangs of hunger stabbed at me again this time making me double over in pain, I knew I must eat but eat what was the question… My eye fell on the pile of offal again, without thinking I just grabbed a random piece from the pile and started eating. The blood from the organ rushed into my mouth, I drank it down without hesitation, without restraint, the primeval savagery down inside me awoke with a frightening roar, then I just started tearing at the organ, now identified as a heart. I reveled in the blood and gore as I feasted on the organs now eyed as not a stinking pile of offal, but now seen as lifeblood, able to sustain me. While ripping at yet another organ I suddenly stopped, unable to continue. My instincts just told me to get out of here immediately, I listened to them, tearing down the passage with a speed that surprised me. I heard a slight scraping sound along the ground and ran faster than ever, fear fueling my retreat. Soon my strength began to flag and I slowed to catch my breath and to listen for sounds of pursuit, suddenly I felt terror grip me in its iron vice, refusing to let go. Where was my flashlight? I thought, but relief flooded me as I saw the familiar shape resting in my pocket, I switched it on and examined my surroundings.
They were familiar, for a moment I thought that this was the room where we had found the idol, but that was impossible… Then I noticed an orb sitting on the pedestal in the middle of the room, I shined my light upon it and it seemed to absorb it as a sponge absorbs water. I stepped closer to examine the dark orb, I stared into its endless depths, my thoughts absorbed in it entirely, my mind lost in it, my soul consumed by it. I broke out of the spell with great difficulty, almost unable to draw myself from the orb. After I did though, I blacked out.
Day Four…
I awoke in an unfamiliar room lit with torches, yesterday’s energy gone from me, my memory unclear. Before me was a sword, glowing with light, the light gave me a renewed strength, that permitted me to rise I reached out to touch it and to my surprise it jumped from the floor and settled into my hand. It was all quite peculiar. I examined my surroundings more closely and was shocked by what I saw. It was the room in my dream! The pool of water was in the middle of the room. I was curious to see what was in the water so I strode up to the pool carrying my sword before me to ward off any danger. In the pool were the familiar faces of my colleagues I saw Ken’s face, Jorn’s, Eskei’s mutilated body…
An eerie laughing resounded throughout the chamber, a laugh that rends my soul, tears my spirit, and burns my ears to hear. There was a huge gate at one end of the chamber, promising escape. As I ran for the gate, a shadow flitted across the chamber to the gate blocking my escape. When I saw it my eyes happened on the idol, lying on the ground next to the pool. The thing let loose a soul rending shriek and charged, the sword reacted instantly, it let loose a fireball that crashed into the creature sending it flying back. I ran for the idol desperate to reach it for the one wish that will be granted to me if I answered the riddle that Jorn had told me.
A strange earthen house
That brings nought but disdain
But those who stay there
Never do complain.
I had but a moment to ponder the answer before the creature attacked me. Its claws scything towards me in sweeping motions I sent another fireball at it but it came on seemingly undamaged. I knew I had to escape fast because there was no destroying this thing. Then I came upon the answer to the riddle, it was so simple… a “Grave!” I shouted in achievement. The idol glowed Green and surged with energy. I made my wish with no hesitation…
Day Five…
I lay on the snow outside the fortress, the idol on the snow a few feet away. I saw the camp in the distance totally deserted, but what I saw gave me hope. Hope that I could make it off this godforsaken place alive the thing that gave me hope was a lone boat bobbing up and down in the lapping waves. I rose and started toward the boat, just as I did so the idol flared with a darkness that made me cower. It started shaking and cracking shadow leaking from it like oil. I ran with all the stamina I could muster. Just as I had reached the boat I saw yet another apparition appear from the void created by the bleeding idol I hurriedly started the boat and sailed off into the distance.
Epilogue…
I do not know what evil I have released upon the unsuspecting world, but we have a weapon to fight it, the sword of flame from the fortress of darkness. A light in the dark, a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.
“You tell such good stories grandpa” said a child
“Ha ha, you flatter me.” laughed Jonathan, but he turned suddenly serious. “I hope you have learned a lesson from this story and I hope you will tell this to your kids and they tell it to theirs.”
“Okie dokie.” Said the youngest child and they all laughed.
I think that this could be a profitible venture, so anyways good luck.
btw combining diablo warcraft and dink is going to be HARD so...
lol here is a story i wrote for a short story project at school done overnight.
it is quite horrible because I was sleepy and tired writing this.
Snow drifts to the ground in the light of a crescent moon on a dark night. A massive fortress looms over a group of men huddled round a crackling fire, attempting to keep warm. The chilling Antarctic wind rips through the
Barren landscape, whipping the lapping waves into a frenzy.
As day breaks the archaeologists emerge from their tents and get ready
for yet another day in the dark depths of the fortress examining its ancient passages and deciphering its archaic origin. When the team was geared up they drove up to the fortress in snowmobiles, carrying their supplies in crates. They entered through the main gate and emerged into the courtyard. The courtyard could be described as a dilapidated garden graveyard, with the stone grave markers scattered arbitrarily about. The plant life was all either frozen or decayed because of the harsh weather conditions it had to live in. Two statues stood at the entryway of the keep, silent sentinels of stone.
The lights were brought in, the generators followed and soon the halls of the fortress stood in a vivid light. Runes carved into the walls attracted the archaeologists to them like a moths drawn to a flame. For days they had been trying to figure out how to get into the center of the keep, scientists of all sorts trying to figure out how to get the chemical balance right in the chemical lock barring entry through the door to the chamber beyond. After what was yet another uneventful long day something remarkable happened. One of the scientists had discovered the chemical combination! And the door had opened!
The archaeologists and scientists delayed their leaving for a moment to look into what they had found. In the center of the room there was what looked to be a marble pedestal with some kind of idol mounted on top of it. The rest of the room was also quite amazing; with runes carved into the wall in a ring around the room somehow glowing a phosphorescent green, but it was growing dark so they began to leave. When they walked out of the keep it was night time the statues now looked sinister and menacing in an evil way as if they bore some kind of hatred and contempt, for the men of science that roamed the hallways of the castle that they were placed to guard.
The archaeologists rushed to get everything ready for the examination of the new room and soon a bright light flooded the place. Almost at once the exited state of the men of science was replaced by one of fear and panic. A few of the scientists went to the idol and one touched it, triggering a trap! They had no time to react, the impaling spikes instantly killing them. As the rest of the people turned to run, the main gate slammed shut, barring any entry or in this case, escape.
Day One.
"Bloody hell!” exclaimed one scientist.
"Holy shoot...” whispered another, the people remaining alive held council on what to do in the current situation. I, John watched the council with disgust as the saw them bicker. How can they just stand there and argue when two men lay dead, he thought. "Fine, we will examine the runes." spat one archaeologist," but I don't think it will get us anywhere"
"Just do it." said another.
"And you, John is it? What are you doing just standing there?" sneered a scientist,” growing roots, are you?" The others jeered and laughed at the remark he made. I was outraged at the remark and replied thusly.
"dang you, how can you just stand there bickering when two men were killed and we are trapped?!" I shouted. The whole crowd of people fell silent at my reply, but the silence was broken by a shout of glee from the person sent to investigate the runes, “Aha!" He burst out" I’ve got it, but ill first need a piece of paper and a pen to record my findings as I translate." We all stared at him as if he was crazy, but then someone handed him a notepad and a pencil and said,
"Here you go, now get on translating, we are depending on you." He gave a quick thanks and went to work painstakingly translating the runes that were such an enigma to us.
While he was translating we introduced ourselves, in this session I learned that the person who spoke out at me was named Ken and he said that the person who was working on translating was his friend, Jorn. Soon the supposedly short conversation became long and drawn out and before long Jorn had finished translating and he said, “Friends and fellow scientists, by studying the runes inscribed on the wall I have come to the conclusion that there might be a way to escape..." before he could continue the whole group swarmed him to take a look at what he had translated.
On the pedestal it's form dark
Lies an idol covered with marks
It grants a wish, only one
To the person who answers the three riddles undone
"Hrm, I don't believe a word of this nonsense". Interrupted one person "how about doing something sensible like trying to break out."
"No let him continue on". Said Ken "now Jorn, what is this riddle it speaks of."
"Ok here it goes..."
One pace to the North.
Two paces to the East.
Two paces to the South.
Two paces to the West.
One pace to the North.
“Well I think the riddle quite easy.” Said Eskei, a scientist.
“Then what is it!” I exclaimed.
“If you would let me speak, the answer is a square” He replied. As soon as he uttered the word square the unspeakable happened, a second line of runes materialized on the wall, this time glowing red.
“Well back to translating, again …” Jorn said. This time instead of going our own ways we stood there transfixing him with our curious gaze. He finished sooner this time because his first time translating gave him experience. Jorn tells us, “Here is what the other line of runes says…”
The first riddle is solved.
And there is a choice to resolve.
After this riddle, doors will appear.
To choose which one leads out is you’re choice here.
“Now for the riddle”. Jorn said
With flashing sword and booming cry,
With darkness staining land and sky,
The army comes, prepared to die.
Soldiers fall in glistening dress,
As battles are joined without egress,
Save comfort in the earth's caress.
“This is such a nice riddle”. I said with a yawn “but it will have to wait until tomorrow or it to be solved I say, because I am tired and fatigued after the day’s events” said I
“Yes I agree”. Said Ken. Soon after he said that many yawns followed and everyone agreed that they would resume their escape tomorrow.
Day Two…
I woke to the grinding sound of generators being powered up and was greeted with a good morning from Ken. There was a group gathered at the corner of the room discussing the riddle, outside a storm was brewing. “dang”. I muttered when I looked out of an opening in the wall into the snowscape below, “that’s quite a drop.”
“Yeah I know, there is no chance of getting out that way”. Replied Ken. Outside, black clouds gathered in the sky. “The clouds are gathering.” Said I
“Black clouds, with darkness staining land and sky…” mused Ken. By now rain was pouring down from the sky and lightning was striking the ground.
“Lightning, the soldiers that fall in their glistening dress, rain… comforting in the earths caress… I’ve got it!“ Ken shouted. “the answer is rain!” as he said his answer a third row of runes appeared on the wall and doors opened on all sides of the chamber. “Traitor!” I yelled in anger as one person I recognized as Eskei ran off with the idol, into one of the new doorways that had opened.
“dang”. Said Ken “We should launch a search party to get him.” We all agreed to his suggestion and soon a party of five people descended into the darkness with only a flashlight to guide them.
“Well there they go, the crazy fools.” I said “ill go after him too, but first give me a light.”
“Here”. Said Jorn “And ill tell you the riddle too, if you find the idol.”
A strange earthen house,
That brings nought but disdain.
And yet those who stay there,
Never do complain.
I gave him a quick word of thanks and followed the search party into the obsidian depths of the fortress...
After a few minutes of walking down the passage illuminated by the dim aura of my flashlight I heard footsteps coming in my direction. “Who is it?” I stuttered, the footsteps faded in the distance. As I stared down the black void of the hallway before me, the footsteps returned. As I turned to run a voice called out to me in a frightened tone, “Is that you John?”
“W who is it?”, I said in the bravest tone I could muster at the moment.
“It is only I, Ken.” He said in a relieved tone.
“Where are the others?” I inquired.
“I don’t know, Jorn went off on his own I think.” He said in unsure tones, as if he couldn’t believe what he told himself, “I took a quick sleep and when I awoke he was gone.”
“Well we better get to finding the others, I think it’s best if we split up to find them.” I said
“I guess…” Ken said in a hesitant tone, as if he knew something that he wasn’t about to tell me, or was too afraid, too stricken with horror to tell me.
“Then lets be going now.” I said, as he walked down the hall, his form fading into the thick darkness. I stood there gazing at the spot where he stood for what seemed to be hours, but was actually minutes before I went my own way down the obsidian depths of the fortress.
Deeper into the fortress I trudged hopelessly, a dank musty smell becoming prevalent here. This deep into the fortress the dark was like a solid form, like a wall absorbing the fading light from my flashlight. Suddenly fatigue hit me and I dropped to the ground like a stone, I needed rest or else I wouldn’t survive this venture much longer, so I just lay curled up into a ball on the floor and closed my eyes and sleep took me into its caressing arms.
I ran, I ran from the creature chasing me, its face covered by a blank mask. Gliding along the wall like a shadow it hunted me, I could feel it getting closer, closer, creature of evil. My strength failing I turned around in a last stand against this monster… Darkness was all around me, I could hear voices chanting in monotone a strange tongue an ancient language perhaps? The darkness broke and I could see hooded figures gathered around a pool of water trying to channel their combined energies to invoke something, magic perhaps? In the water people were straining against chains that bound them striving to be free of the waters freezing touch. The chanting became more intense, more driving, picking up momentum and gathering speed. A darkness began forming above the waters which were now boiling, a sudden realization came to me, they were sacrificing the people for a kind of summoning, the now screaming people a tribute. As each person died their souls escaped as a light that was instantly absorbed by the dark cloud, a void in spacetime, a dimensional tear. The energies required for this must be enormous I thought.
As I looked on in dread, a being emerged from the void, its face featureless, its body a shadow, its limbs bone. It turned its face toward me, its featureless visage freezing me in raw terror.
Day Three…
I woke from my nightmare in a sweat, gasping for air. The dream had seemed so real so… I dismissed it from my mind as just a silly notion, I had to get back to the task at hand, I groped around for my flashlight. After a few minutes of crawling in the dark looking for it I found it, I flicked the switch on, there was no light, I did so again and several more times too, but all to no avail. I cursed at myself for not turning it off before I had slept, but there was no time to waste, hunger was already starting to get the best of me, I had to go on if I was to live much longer. Crawling around in the dark, I had no sense of my surroundings and the rough stone grated against my hands making the skin of my palms raw and red. After hours of crawling I saw that my clothes were damaged and my skin scraped, I needed to stop, but I knew that I couldn’t or I would die, my corpse just another ornament for the halls of the dead.
Soon, I came across a place where there were many cubicles going into the walls, I decided to search them for anything that I could need later on. Slowly I went into each one searching every inch of each with my bare hands. The fifth cubicle I searched had a foul odor and I was curious to see what was the source of this polluted air was.
As I groped around I felt a flashlight! The relief that surged through me was purged when I turned it on and the light fell on a corpse, the corpse of Eskei, the thief. His body was mutilated almost beyond recognition, deep claw marks scarred his face and back, but his body was the most gruesome sight of all, the chest was torn open and the innards ripped out and thrown in a pile in the corner. I almost retched at the sight of the pile of offal thrown in the corner. I hastily searched the area for the idol he stole, but there was no trace of it, the pangs of hunger stabbed at me again this time making me double over in pain, I knew I must eat but eat what was the question… My eye fell on the pile of offal again, without thinking I just grabbed a random piece from the pile and started eating. The blood from the organ rushed into my mouth, I drank it down without hesitation, without restraint, the primeval savagery down inside me awoke with a frightening roar, then I just started tearing at the organ, now identified as a heart. I reveled in the blood and gore as I feasted on the organs now eyed as not a stinking pile of offal, but now seen as lifeblood, able to sustain me. While ripping at yet another organ I suddenly stopped, unable to continue. My instincts just told me to get out of here immediately, I listened to them, tearing down the passage with a speed that surprised me. I heard a slight scraping sound along the ground and ran faster than ever, fear fueling my retreat. Soon my strength began to flag and I slowed to catch my breath and to listen for sounds of pursuit, suddenly I felt terror grip me in its iron vice, refusing to let go. Where was my flashlight? I thought, but relief flooded me as I saw the familiar shape resting in my pocket, I switched it on and examined my surroundings.
They were familiar, for a moment I thought that this was the room where we had found the idol, but that was impossible… Then I noticed an orb sitting on the pedestal in the middle of the room, I shined my light upon it and it seemed to absorb it as a sponge absorbs water. I stepped closer to examine the dark orb, I stared into its endless depths, my thoughts absorbed in it entirely, my mind lost in it, my soul consumed by it. I broke out of the spell with great difficulty, almost unable to draw myself from the orb. After I did though, I blacked out.
Day Four…
I awoke in an unfamiliar room lit with torches, yesterday’s energy gone from me, my memory unclear. Before me was a sword, glowing with light, the light gave me a renewed strength, that permitted me to rise I reached out to touch it and to my surprise it jumped from the floor and settled into my hand. It was all quite peculiar. I examined my surroundings more closely and was shocked by what I saw. It was the room in my dream! The pool of water was in the middle of the room. I was curious to see what was in the water so I strode up to the pool carrying my sword before me to ward off any danger. In the pool were the familiar faces of my colleagues I saw Ken’s face, Jorn’s, Eskei’s mutilated body…
An eerie laughing resounded throughout the chamber, a laugh that rends my soul, tears my spirit, and burns my ears to hear. There was a huge gate at one end of the chamber, promising escape. As I ran for the gate, a shadow flitted across the chamber to the gate blocking my escape. When I saw it my eyes happened on the idol, lying on the ground next to the pool. The thing let loose a soul rending shriek and charged, the sword reacted instantly, it let loose a fireball that crashed into the creature sending it flying back. I ran for the idol desperate to reach it for the one wish that will be granted to me if I answered the riddle that Jorn had told me.
A strange earthen house
That brings nought but disdain
But those who stay there
Never do complain.
I had but a moment to ponder the answer before the creature attacked me. Its claws scything towards me in sweeping motions I sent another fireball at it but it came on seemingly undamaged. I knew I had to escape fast because there was no destroying this thing. Then I came upon the answer to the riddle, it was so simple… a “Grave!” I shouted in achievement. The idol glowed Green and surged with energy. I made my wish with no hesitation…
Day Five…
I lay on the snow outside the fortress, the idol on the snow a few feet away. I saw the camp in the distance totally deserted, but what I saw gave me hope. Hope that I could make it off this godforsaken place alive the thing that gave me hope was a lone boat bobbing up and down in the lapping waves. I rose and started toward the boat, just as I did so the idol flared with a darkness that made me cower. It started shaking and cracking shadow leaking from it like oil. I ran with all the stamina I could muster. Just as I had reached the boat I saw yet another apparition appear from the void created by the bleeding idol I hurriedly started the boat and sailed off into the distance.
Epilogue…
I do not know what evil I have released upon the unsuspecting world, but we have a weapon to fight it, the sword of flame from the fortress of darkness. A light in the dark, a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.
“You tell such good stories grandpa” said a child
“Ha ha, you flatter me.” laughed Jonathan, but he turned suddenly serious. “I hope you have learned a lesson from this story and I hope you will tell this to your kids and they tell it to theirs.”
“Okie dokie.” Said the youngest child and they all laughed.
"holy shoot"? Bwa-ha-ha!
Muahahahahah btw its the swear filter that made my $#17 into shoot >_<
That is definitely an interesting plot for a story, assuming that is of course not just a short-story. You could definitely continue this.
Thanks for the complement, but currently I dont feel like completing/adding more to this work at the moment.
Currently I am working on a short D-mod based on this short story.
Currently I am working on a short D-mod based on this short story.
Good luck with the d-mod pal Anyway,I am not good at d-mods so for now i won't be able to make it on a d-mod But for the book,i already wrote several chapters and several action scenes
Anyway,I am not good at d-mods so for now i won't be able to make it on a d-mod But for the book,i already wrote several chapters and several action scenes yeah, no sh!t - that's why I was los-ing (los=laugh-out-silently)
"It will have the things you said.I ment romance like "hold me in your arms" or "i want you tonight" or stuff like that.It will also have some sad moments,like when the main character dies or when someone else dies." - Soulman
But romance like "hold me, baby (not there - there, you idiot!)" IS sad!
But romance like "hold me, baby (not there - there, you idiot!)" IS sad!
I see that here on the Dink Network the time of the books has come!I am writing a book,ExDeathevn Is writing a book too,Dinkmaster11 is writing a book too and soulmaster again!We could make a Write/Read Club!
wow! if you found a publisher, then you would make a lot of money. wait, whats the title?
If you are asking me i won't publish it and as for title i can't choose between several titles.If you're asking dinkmaster i'm willing to learn as well
I see that here on the Dink Network the time of the books has come!I am writing a book,ExDeathevn Is writing a book too,Dinkmaster11 is writing a book too and soulmaster again!We could make a Write/Read Club!
You forgot me! I wrote five books with a sixth coming out! though, i still don't have the first one published yet...
You forgot me! I wrote five books with a sixth coming out! though, i still don't have the first one published yet...
God, how the times change. Now I've got 50+ books written, and zero published.
