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Discussion forum => Offtopic => Topic started by: That1Gie on February 12, 2012, 04:13:02 am
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This is something suggested by DJAlphawolf, but since he's so lazy, I've taken the liberty of introducing an Author's forum. This is the perfect place for all of your stories whether it be personal, fictional, or even completely made up! Please don't write anything inappropriate and be sure to follow the forum's rules (obviously). If you are quoting a source, be sure to include the source on a Works Cited page, wouldn't want any plagiarism. Just kidding.
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Um, last time i checked this was a Minecraft forum... but maybe this a good idea for people to make up interesting Minecraft stories.
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This is something suggested by DJAlphawolf, but since he's so lazy, I've taken the liberty of introducing an Author's forum. This is the perfect place for all of your stories whether it be personal, fictional, or even completely made up! Please don't write anything inappropriate and be sure to follow the forum's rules (obviously). If you are quoting a source, be sure to include the source on a Works Cited page, wouldn't want any plagiarism. Just kidding.
Hey i was totally gonna post this today....maybe....
maybe after I just take a nap...
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Don't worry I gave you some credit.
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Don't worry I gave you some credit.
Meh...I never worry...;D
Besides, I really hope to see this take off. I love a good read! :D
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Is this about your "Cube" story? ;)
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Is this about your "Cube" story? ;)
Originally yes :P. But i also suggested we open a section where we can post such creative stories if they were ever actually created. Besides I would enjoy reading a good story and i definitely would love to read a story about me and my cube. I think we all would love a good heartfelt, hilarious story about a boy and his cube :P
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Is this about your "Cube" story? ;)
Originally yes :P. But i also suggested we open a section where we can post such creative stories if they were ever actually created. Besides I would enjoy reading a good story and i definitely would love to read a story about me and my cube. I think we all would love a good heartfelt, hilarious story about a boy and his cube :P
Haha. But sadly, im pretty sure this won't pass. Like someone said, this is Minecraft, not about your stories.
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Is this about your "Cube" story? ;)
Originally yes :P. But i also suggested we open a section where we can post such creative stories if they were ever actually created. Besides I would enjoy reading a good story and i definitely would love to read a story about me and my cube. I think we all would love a good heartfelt, hilarious story about a boy and his cube :P
Haha. But sadly, im pretty sure this won't pass. Like someone said, this is Minecraft, not about your stories.
Give it a chance. You never know what someone could create. Maybe someone will make some really good minecraft story. For example "My best friend, Herobrine" or "Endermen like my blocks". :P
It can be a story about anything the author chooses it to be. It's one thing to be creative in builds and ideas, its another to be creative in writing :). You know what? I will even attempt to create a story for this thread. Who knows what about? :D
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Is this about your "Cube" story? ;)
Originally yes :P. But i also suggested we open a section where we can post such creative stories if they were ever actually created. Besides I would enjoy reading a good story and i definitely would love to read a story about me and my cube. I think we all would love a good heartfelt, hilarious story about a boy and his cube :P
Haha. But sadly, im pretty sure this won't pass. Like someone said, this is Minecraft, not about your stories.
Give it a chance. You never know what someone could create. Maybe someone will make some really good minecraft story. For example "My best friend, Herobrine" or "Endermen like my blocks". :P
It can be a story about anything the author chooses it to be. It's one thing to be creative in builds and ideas, its another to be creative in writing :). You know what? I will even attempt to create a story for this thread. Who knows what about? :D
If its about Minecraft, then I can see it...but nothing else. lol
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If its about Minecraft, then I can see it...but nothing else. lol
Well perhaps even you will be impressed by a good story. Chances are, you will see minecraft stories more than others. However, I think a non-minecraft story is allowable. It is the reader's and audience's choice to decide what they want to read. It is the writer's choice to write what they want to write. Lets just see what players decide to do :D
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so we are posting stuff on this topic or is there actually gonna be a designated forum? *noob face*
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so we are posting stuff on this topic or is there actually gonna be a designated forum? *noob face*
Until an OP/Mod/Admin/Optical himself likes the idea enough to make it a forum subsection, we shall posts our stories in this topic.
Why do you ask anyway? Got a good story for us? If so, I can't wait! ;D
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hehe you might not like my style, DJ. Unless of course you have read Stephen King and like it. (just don't read Gerald's Game)
but yes I absolutely adore writing! I've always had something going in a notebook since I could write! :D
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hehe you might not like my style, DJ. Unless of course you have read Stephen King and like it. (just don't read Gerald's Game)
but yes I absolutely adore writing! I've always had something going in a notebook since I could write! :D
I have not, in fact, read Stephen King. I've been thinking about doing so but, although horror doesn't really scare me that much, i'm not really into the Horror genre. I love a good mystery, however, so I might read one of his mysteries.
And if you love writing so much, then lets hear some! :D
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*super bashful* um, maybe. maybe one day.. I might post a link to my first completed story so everyone can laugh at how juvenile it is...lol it is a somewhat mystery so you will be pleased.... though it's a mystery / romance..... lolz
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*super bashful* um, maybe. maybe one day.. I might post a link to my first completed story so everyone can laugh at how juvenile it is...lol it is a somewhat mystery so you will be pleased.... though it's a mystery / romance..... lolz
As long as the romance has nothing to do with werewolves and vampires and the mystery isn't a missing werewolf and/or vampire. :P
jk post what you want :P
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Once upon a time, there was a minecraft player, minding his own business in a singleplayer world. He was quite enjoying himself and was fully supplied with a large amount of pork, an iron sword, two stone shovels, a stone axe, and an iron pick. He was building a large house out of all the materials he had, and soon he had run out of wood. Luckily he had his stone axe, but he lived on a large grassy flatland. He knew he would have to go out to find a forest, so that is exactly what he did. He set off the next day, hoping to not only gather the wood he had needed, but maybe even the treasure we all search for in minecraft: diamonds. As he walked along the path of gravel he had made around his small complex of stone utility sheds and houses, he noticed it was beginning to get dark. He knew he could not afford to stay at home another day, so he decided to travel in the dark. This decision changed everything. As we all know, mobs come out in the darkness, and the most recent and most feared one of all was the first thing he stumbled across: the Enderman. He knew full well what this creature was, and what would happen if he looked directly in it's eyes. He was very careful to avoid it, and after a few more steps he thought he was in the clear. Right at that moment, another one of minecraft's most feared creatures was spotted: the oh-so-dreaded creeper. He ran in the other direction, and unfortunately, ran straight into the enderman. That instant, the black figure stared at him in hatred as he backed away. He turned around to run, only to have it teleport in front of him. He was filled with fear. It darted toward him, and took the last 6 hearts from his health bar in a matter of 3 seconds. The player then woke up in his bed, shivering with sweat. His inventory was empty, as expected. He was determined to get the items he had back, even if that meant risking his life.. Again..
Look for volume II in your local n00b!
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Don't worry I gave you some credit.
Meh...I never worry...;D
Besides, I really hope to see this take off. I love a good read! :D
I'll make the cube story soon DJ I can't be arsed today I had a lot if homework.
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hehe no I don't write vampire or werewolf stories as a rule.... in fact, if I post one you have my permission to slap me. lol
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Very nice Elite.
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Ed, gah i hate it when that happens and i can't wait to read volume 2!
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Once long ago, a city called Zanedranum needed materials, so they asked a neighboring village; but they denied. In anger the warriors plundered the village and massacred everyone there.
Little did the Warriors know that one of the citizens living there was having a child. Zeath, a kind warrior did not want to go to the village, but he had to. Zeath needed the money for his Wife. He went to the house with the pregnant lady in it. When he entered she was dead, but the baby was not. Zeath felt sorry for the child, so he took him as his own. Zeath whispered, "It will be okay...Sorra."
Ten Years Later...
"Sorra! wake...up!"
"Huh? What?" Sorra said sleepy. Kids laughed. "I told you over one hundred times! Do not sleep in my classroom!" A tall lady said. Sorra looked up, and said, "Sorry Miss Bowls..."
The teacher sighs, "Well, don't do it again, its time for you children to go home." Miss Bowls said.
The children ran out cheering, except Sorra's friend, Rezz. Miss Bowls yells to Sorra, "And you have to give me a report on Not to sleep in my class!" Sorra and Rezz walks out of their wooden school, built just recently.
"Man! This isn't fair! I had to do my dad's chores again!" muttered Sorra.
"Well, suck it up. We're going back to "there" again." Rezz said. Sorra nods.
It was getting dark, and Sorra had to go home. Sorra said his good bye to Rezz and ran home.
He started to go through alley ways to get home when it started to get very dark. "Damn! Why do we have to live so far away from the city..." Sorra muttered. He stopped short when he saw something. It was shiny and it was glowing. He ran to it, and picked it up. Just then, something misty was starting to form.....
So, how'd you like it?
Chapter 2 Will be out if enough people liked it! :D
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I liked it :D
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Cliffhanger :O
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Cliffhanger :O
Thats what makes people want to know the second part ::)I liked it :D
Why thank you.
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Pfft they were talking about mine. xD
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Well done elite. Nice, simple and definitely epic. How a minecraft story should be. I love how instead of dying and respawning, it was interpreted as waking up from some real life dream again (inception? ;)). Very nice ;D
and Soul Knight, I like your story too ;D. The start was good, depicting the barbarous and angry city plundering the innocent village. Can't wait to find out what happens next with Sorra. Will he find out something or will he be harmed?
Soul, and u said u couldnt imagine a story that was not about minecraft. You did just fine :P
Edit- These are the type of stories I like to see. Simple, short but leaving you on the edge. You can submit your stories anyway you wish (whether a full page or in parts). I'll see if I can submit my own story soon. :P
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Hmm...Sorra. Where have I heard that name before? :P
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Hmm...Sorra. Where have I heard that name before? :P
It sorta reminds me of soul's avatar. I don't know why :P
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Hmm...Sorra. Where have I heard that name before? :P
It sorta reminds me of soul's avatar. I don't know why :P
My...avatar?\Hmm...Sorra. Where have I heard that name before? :P
It isn't "Sora" (Sky in Japanese) from Kingdom Hearts. Nothing even close. (...maybe the name :P)
But maybe my Classic title tag? If no to these, I have no clue. lol
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My turn *cracks fingers*
When a duck walked up to a lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand, "hey" *bom**bom**bom*, Got any grapes?
The man said : (https://www.opticraft.net/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fi0.kym-cdn.com%2Fentries%2Ficons%2Foriginal%2F000%2F008%2F301%2Fchristian_bale_american_psycho_patrick_bateman_axe_10989289_RE_PwnzElite_has_declared_war_on_Grammar_Nazis-s400x300-173837.jpg&hash=b8e71c42eb732741fbf20088ba35a30b)
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My turn *cracks fingers*
When a duck walked up to a lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand, "hey" *bom**bom**bom*, Got any grapes?
The man said : (https://www.opticraft.net/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fi0.kym-cdn.com%2Fentries%2Ficons%2Foriginal%2F000%2F008%2F301%2Fchristian_bale_american_psycho_patrick_bateman_axe_10989289_RE_PwnzElite_has_declared_war_on_Grammar_Nazis-s400x300-173837.jpg&hash=b8e71c42eb732741fbf20088ba35a30b)
Oh god, dieing of laughter.
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Relevant.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtN1YnoL46Q
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The perpetual noon sun beat down on the knotted mass. Blue-shirted, unshaven men poured out of the lawn into a new world: a leaking garden hose of aspirations. There, among the lofty spires and squalid huts, each would form his own destiny. Block by block, wall by wall, creations were born.
And yet creation would never be without his counterpart - never a Zeus without a Hades. From the depths of the world sprang others borne only to destroy. With their operators crushing the left mouse button they besieged Creation and tore through walls with reckless abandon. What is the source of this dark rage? Misunderstanding? Prejudice? The fury of adolescence? The heart of Greif will ever remain buried.
Only one hero could save Creation. As hoards of greifers poured through the half-constructed worlds, their eyes alit upon a new goal – a giant question mark cube. Who could create such perfection? Looming golden and gleaming along their path it beckoned them. And in the very moment of triumph, when each raised his arm to destroy – he vanished. Again and again Greif was conquered. The Trojan Horse had finally swallowed up its riders.
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Let's get a story from a person who may never be Builder, shall we? Here we go.
Story starts on next line.
The fog was so bad that I could see only a few inches in front of me. I was a wolf at the time,
and had a partner, who lit a path through the darkness. We stopped at a village, and my companion, Chiro,
started glowing. The village then purified, and a tree grew instantaneously. I had found an orb before,
and I stayed a wolf in the now pure land. In the fog, after leaving a mark in the village, we saw a faint
glow, which gave us a power: Tail Cut. Then another wolf ran up to us, and Chiro knew immediately who
it was. It was his sister, and her name was Chiri. She seemed to have powers we had yet to acquire.
This was proved right when she made a small area pure and made flowers appear. We have more to
overcome... Chapter End
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Catapult, nice story. I'd love to see a sequel or perhaps a more lengthened version of the battle of "creator vs griefer". The way you word your story is exceptional and it actually sounds like it's straight out of a book. Nice job! ;D
T3dd, great story as well. I like the idea of the main characters being wolves (perhaps because I am DJAlphaWolf? :P).
If i may suggest an idea,t3dd...perhaps in future chapters, you can explain why the character is a wolf, what kind of world they live in (a world of wolves, ninjas, or animal-like beings,etc as examples. Perhaps its a story on Earth but the characters were cursed or co-exist with humans. You understand my point :P). maybe u could also tell us how the world runs and how such powers come into the possession of the characters. But overall, good start to the story. I hope to see more from you :P.
P.S. Keep the stories coming folks! I'm loving all the creativity here so far anyways :P
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Chapter 2: The Darkness of the Sun
The first thing that I did after Chiri joined us was go and look for another village, or maybe a way to get money.
The latter happened, and we were fighting an Imp.. We got a reasonable amount of money, and
Chiri made a shop appear from the fog. We got some stuff that would help us in our adventure. Then we went to a village,
where Chiri made it pure and I decided to go to my Light World form, the 8th Celestial Envoy. I then told the story of how
I met Chiro and Chiri. *in next chapter* I then went to my wolf form again, and we gained another power: Rebirth.
We then noticed the sun was making the fog, as the sun was pitch-black. But Chiri is calling us...
Chapter end
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Glad to see this starting to take off! Loving the stories gies, makes me wanna read more ;P
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Glad to see this starting to take off! Loving the stories gies, makes me wanna read more ;P
I knew it was a good idea. ;)
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Chapter 2:
What had form was unknown to Sorra, but he was being surrounded. What is going on Sorra thought. The creatures were pail green and their skin was falling off. Sorra gagged.
"What the-!" Sorra started to say, but someone- or something swooped down and summoned a sword out of thin air. He turned and shouted at Sorra, "Run you fool! Or you will die by the Zandrels!" Sorra obeyed and ran off to his Fathers farm. On his way there he was thinking on who that man was, the thing he picked up, and the man called those creatures-Zandrels.
His father saw him coming and opened the door and shouted, "Sorra! Get in here now! Your mother and I were worried sick about you!" Sorra ran in the house, and went straight toward the living room with the harth. His mother wen't into the living room and sat with him to ask what was wrong.
He said it was nothing and they shouldn't worry about him. But his mother told him to eat his dinner and go straight to bed. Sorra sighs and nods. He eats his dinner wen't straight to bed. One hour goes by and Sorra is wide awake.
"What's wrong Sorra?" said someone right behind him. Sorra quickly turned around surprised by only his father. "You almost gave me a heart attack!" Sorra said laughing. His father chuckled. "But Sorra whats the matter? You were seriously spooked today." His father said.
"Dad...I- can you sit down with me?" His father did. "Have you ever heard of...of "Zandrels"?" Sorra asked curiously.
His father tensed....End Of Chapter 2
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Soul, it seems like a good story, but the very right of my screen is messed up. Maybe you can try to make it so the lines look
a bit shorter so I can see it all.
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Soul, it seems like a good story, but the very right of my screen is messed up. Maybe you can try to make it so the lines look
a bit shorter so I can see it all.
what do you mean?
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Chapter 2: The Darkness of the Sun
The first thing that I did after Chiri joined us was go and look for another village, or maybe a way to get money.
The latter happened, and we were fighting an Imp.. We got a reasonable amount of money, and
Chiri made a shop appear from the fog. We got some stuff that would help us in our adventure. Then we went to a village,
where Chiri made it pure and I decided to go to my Light World form, the 8th Celestial Envoy. I then told the story of how
I met Chiro and Chiri. *in next chapter* I then went to my wolf form again, and we gained another power: Rebirth.
We then noticed the sun was making the fog, as the sun was pitch-black. But Chiri is calling us...
Chapter end
*reads imp* 'o' *long dramatic gasp
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Not you, Impish, an ENEMY imp.
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Not you, Impish, an ENEMY imp.
suure
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ill do a story!
there once was a spirit/demon called the VORTEX that created a dragon wich was the ENDETHER dragon.The dragon got angry for what ever reason and go split into 2 dragon's by the VORTEX.The dragon's were now called END and NETHER.They each created there own world,the NETHER and the END.So the VORTEX created a world to wich is the world you start off in.
im a pretty crap writer and tell my if the story is diffent,because my friend to me this one /\
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I have a really long story is that alright?
He woke up on the island, not sure of where he was, his memory was so unclear. He took a few seconds to look around, he walked around, after stumbling a little, went up to a tree, and for whatever reason felt the over whelming urge to punch it. He wasn't angry at all, he just had a feeling that that tree had something to do with him. He threw a couple of punches and surprisingly enough it broke, imploded, and compacted into a cube. He seemed to have a gravitational pull to the cube as if he were a part of it. Within a couple seconds he had harvested most of the tree, except the leaves which he had thought little of. He repeated the process until he thought he had enough to survive. He had about 30 to 40 wood blocks he knew that wasn't enough to make an adequate shelter. He thought pretty hard on what supplies his first thought, wood planks he thought about them really hard. With the wood in his hand he pushed it into his chest, it was a painful process, but he knew he would have to get used to it in order to survive...
He had done it he had enough wooden planks to go the night...
To be continued...
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dam, i suck at stories
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*pats on the back* it's okay. Some people just have different writing styles, maybe you haven't found yours yet. :)
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*pats on the back* it's okay. Some people just have different writing styles, maybe you haven't found yours yet. :)
I think shuffle had a good start to his story. it needs slightly more detail, though. Also, it seems like he is taking a "mythical approach" where you tell the story of how the world and what we know of it came to be (thus minecraft had mythical gods/creatures that created it). Maybe he could provide us with some "minecraft mythology concept" as to how the whole minecraft world was created.
It's a really cool concept and it would be nice if it was expanded ;D. Mythology stories are one of my most favorite reads, its just so interesting.
@superbaconstrip, like all minecraft stories, your story is very interesting. The way he lands mysteriously on some island, memory wiped and unsure what to do, except listen to his natural instinct. Maybe we can see a development of character and eventually have him remember what happened and who he was. Maybe along the way, he finds another who he works with to survive. Hope to see more chapters ;D.
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well me, DJ and bacon could write a minecraft storie (a really long one).About 3 pages long all about idea's of how you got to the place/world you begin in,and we could have a vote to see who come's up with the best storie. :D
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well me, DJ and bacon could write a minecraft storie (a really long one).About 3 pages long all about idea's of how you got to the place/world you begin in,and we could have a vote to see who come's up with the best storie. :D
Perhaps. :P
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0eqSgkDuW0&feature=player_embedded (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0eqSgkDuW0&feature=player_embedded)
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well me, DJ and bacon could write a minecraft storie (a really long one).About 3 pages long all about idea's of how you got to the place/world you begin in,and we could have a vote to see who come's up with the best storie. :D
Pretty legitimate idea shuffle ill get working on some of it ill need your guys emails though...
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sure, ill get to work too then.
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I spilled milk on my iPad might take longer than expected because I'm a slow typer...
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Once upon a time, there was an anthropomorphic bacon strip. He was drinking milk one morning while playing on his iPad, when suddenly the neighbor's pet dog ran in from an open door. The dog seemed very hungry for food and barked so furiously, that Mr. Bacon strip dropped his milk. The milk glass shattered and the liquid flowed onto the nearby iPad. He watched the iPad short circuit and he screamed "NOOO!". Mr. Bacon Strip started to run around the house attempting to avoid the vicious, hungry dog. He attempted to scare it away by making faces or throwing stuff in its way, but to no avail. At some point, an idea struck him. He stopped and peeled off a piece of his bacon strip body and had the dog follow him. He went to his front door and opened it. As he threw the bacon strip outside, the dog ran furiously after it, tongue hanging out of its mouth. Mr. Bacon Strip quickly shut the door, happy his plan had worked. "Mangy mutt", said Mr. Bacon. He walked back into his kitchen to survey the damage done to his beloved iPad. He cleaned up the milk and gently scrubbed out the milk on his iPad. He attempted to turn his iPad back on but it seemed "he" was gone. Fearing its death, he called up the "Geek Squad" to see what they could do to his best pal. They came within an hour with a mini stretcher in their hands as they carefully placed the injured iPad. Mr. Bacon Strip followed, sad that such a tragic accident could occur to his best friend. He realized the attendants put him on life support as soon as they entered the ambulance, its heartbeat shown to still be pulsing. "Is there anything we can do, docs? I don't want to lose my best pal", said he. One attendant responded that, "It's injuries are critical from the milk and it would be a miracle if it manages to survive". As they drove quickly to the customer support in "Geek Squad" hospital, he cried as he sat next to "Li'l Mac" in the ambulance. When they reached their destination, they pulled out Li'l Mac, placed him on a gurney and rushed him inside. A crowd of tech doctors rushed towards it to see what they could do as they placed it in a room. Mr. Bacon Strip was asked to wait outside until they could determine how to fix up the injured iPad. Within a few minutes, Mr. Bacon Strip heard heavy commotion and ran in to check what was wrong. The iPad had hit a flatline and a tech doctor quickly grabbed a Defibrillator and shouted "Clear!" as he shocked the iPad. Mr. Bacon Strip watched in agony as the tech doctor repeated the process over and over again. Mr. Bacon Strip broke through the crowd of doctors and rushed to Li'l Mac's side. "NO! You can't die on me! Please!", yelled Bacon Strip. The doctors grabbed him by the arms and attempted to move him away, so that the patient could be attended to. "I am not leaving it!", yelled a now angry and determined Bacon.
To be continued.....
Will the iPad survive? Will it die? Will Mr. Bacon Strip ever be the same without his best pal? Find out next chapter!
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I spilled milk on my iPad might take longer than expected because I'm a slow typer...
I'm using an iPad right now! Hard luck man, I can't go on without my iPad...
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lol, love the story XD. That's what i want, a good story that has nothing to do with minecraft ^_^
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I spilled milk on my iPad might take longer than expected because I'm a slow typer...
I'm using an iPad right now! Hard luck man, I can't go on without my iPad...
i know right?
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Lol,that's why this is in off topic. I'm using my bros iPod touch to type this
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meh.... I'll post something I guess.... ^^
Jeff shot awake. It was dark, too dark. He looked around and felt the cool cement under his hands. He stood up and walked up the basement steps in a daze. He had had a terrible dream. It was just a dream. He glanced at his watch, 1:58am. Jeff shot up the steps to the attic and slammed himself into the room.
1:59am
The room was empty, untouched. Cobwebs danced in the breeze of a weathered and damaged roof. Jeff looked around, the hairs on the back of his neck rising in fear. He squinted in the darkness and looked out the window at his set of curtains in the house next door.
2:00am
Suddenly a light turned on inside the room. Jeff’s eyes darted around, frantically searching for the source of the light. It was an eerie, glowing sort of light, shining brightly on one wall and fading as it stretched across the room…
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meh.... I'll post something I guess.... ^^
Jeff shot awake. It was dark, too dark. He looked around and felt the cool cement under his hands. He stood up and walked up the basement steps in a daze. He had had a terrible dream. It was just a dream. He glanced at his watch, 1:58am. Jeff shot up the steps to the attic and slammed himself into the room.
1:59am
The room was empty, untouched. Cobwebs danced in the breeze of a weathered and damaged roof. Jeff looked around, the hairs on the back of his neck rising in fear. He squinted in the darkness and looked out the window at his set of curtains in the house next door.
2:00am
Suddenly a light turned on inside the room. Jeffs eyes darted around, frantically searching for the source of the light. It was an eerie, glowing sort of light, shining brightly on one wall and fading as it stretched across the room
Eerie and mysterious. Nice job thus far.
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Why thankye! ;D
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pretty good i might consider proofreading if you haven't already...
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adam woke up.in his bed.in the middle of the ocean! (island). He walk around the island finding tree's, sand, sandstone and dirt.He felt angry that he was away from everyone and had ADHD. So he go so fusterated that he punched his way threw the tree and found that it poped up into a compacted cube that came to him like a magnet. He was so surprised that he took down the whole tree and had a stack of 6. He decided to break other thing and finally came back with a stack of 32 block's each (so far). Adam built a little house, and the sun (that was square!) went down and herd some groaning, something he's never herd of before. And saw some red eye's that came out behind a tree, sprinted on all four leg's at him in his house. Adam was so scared, he stood still at his window thinking that it would think he's a tree. And the creature came faster and faster after him and...............
next time, will adam survive? will he get back to his family? or will he pass away not not knowing how he even got there........until next time!
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Why the heck is everybody sleeping and "suddenly waking up"? It's a bit stereotypical..
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Uncle Gie, That was actually near the end of my story... It has it's place :3
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this time, will adam survive?
adam woke up.in his bed.in the middle of the ocean! (island). He walk around the island finding tree's, sand, sandstone and dirt.He felt angry that he was away from everyone and had ADHD. So he go so fusterated that he punched his way threw the tree and found that it poped up into a compacted cube that came to him like a magnet. He was so surprised that he took down the whole tree and had a stack of 6. He decided to break other thing and finally came back with a stack of 32 block's each (so far). Adam built a little house, and the sun (that was square!) went down and herd some groaning, something he's never herd of before. And saw some red eye's that came out behind a tree, sprinted on all four leg's at him in his house. Adam was so scared, he stood still at his window thinking that it would think he's a tree. And the creature came faster and faster after him and...............
next time, will adam survive? will he get back to his family? or will he pass away not not knowing how he even got there........until next time!
this time, will adam survive the terrible dream or is this real?
all will be reveiled today!
adam glanced at the four leged beast more closely and called it a creeper. The creeper came faster and came up to the door. Adam did not know if it was friendly or a man-eating explosive beast? So he took out his sword and sliced it's flappy ass of into a pile of slurphy flap jacks. He was surprised that he got gun power and played around for a bit trying to create new thing's. He found out how to make stick's nd made some fences and ladders. He built a tall castle so that experience would not happen again. He went to sleep in his bed wondering about his family, if he had one. And drifted of to sleep. The morning came and he seached for a bit and found a........
until next time, will adam find his one and only family? will he find something even bigger? and will he get back to where he came from?
all will be reveild, next time!
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how'd he get a sword? Thats a big island, and how'd he get glass (windows)? a bed? When did he get wool?!
Anyways, its pretty good, just gotta fill in some more details. :)
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how'd he get a sword? Thats a big island, and how'd he get glass (windows)? a bed? When did he get wool?!
Anyways, its pretty good, just gotta fill in some more details. :)
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He made it from before (when he was playing around to try and create something). And by the character, Adam is my real name and I don't have ADHD.
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Once upon a time there was a fog
(this is a story of randomness btw)
the frogs name was Billy
Billy was no ordinary frog
Billy hated to eat bugs
He never understood how all the other frogs liked them
all the other frogs seemed to have no taste buds
Other frogs teased poor billy
saying.... you just don't like anything
For a while Billy thought this was true
because everything he ate seemed to taste terrible
one day, Billy's sadness on this subject changed
and it changed forever
It all starte when he was trying to rescue a friend from a little kids science project
he hopped all day and all night
and all the next day until he made it to the kid's school
only to find out that the kid wasn't at school at night time
It was a chilly night
so Billy hopped into the school to try to keep warm
this school was amazing!
it was unlike anything Billy had ever seen
He hopped for hours before he even hit the end of the hallway
at the end of the hallway Billy saw the first open door
Hopping inside he saw rows of microscopes
of course.... being a frog, Billy didn't know what they were
He hopped onto the desks to investigate
after hours of trying to figure out how to turn it on, Billy had managed to leave some slime on a slide and turned the light on
it was minutes before he knew to look through the eyepiece
What he saw shocked and amazed him
through the eye piece he could see a greenish ocean
filled with flat jellyfish and wiggly lines
this was all too much for this adventurous frog.
He climbed back down and turned off the light as if he had been doing it all his life
He hopped down, feeling very tired now, and found a cool box to sleep in
by cool I mean cold
He tried to fall asleep but after a few minutes he became anxious to look at that magical world again
he hopped out of the box and started towards the desk
on his way across the desk, this time coming from the other direction, he came across a piece of popcorn
not knowing this was a piece of food, Billy stepped on it, getting a bit of cheesy flavoring on his front leg,
seeing as popcorn sometimes has sharp edges around the kernal, Billy cut himself slightly
"Ouch!"
Billy paused and sucked at his little wounded leg
instantly his face lit up
this was incredible!
He whipped around and seized the kernel
without a moments hesitation, the kernal was in his mouth every inch being tasted by his strange-shaped tongue
"I must find more!" Billy said
He hopped off the desk and searched every inch of the floor surrounding it, completely forgetting about the magical land inside the microscope
Billy searched the rest of his night and into the morning, to no avail
luckily, it was now saturday
there was no school
Only by chance did Billy happen to hopp into the trashcan to look
it was in there that he found what he had eaten earlier
piles and piles of glorious popcorn sat in the trashcan, along with the bag they came in
Billy filled this bag, not knowing at the time that it was the original wrapper for his delicious treat
He knocked the trashbin over and scooped the rest of the kernals into the bag, licking the cheesy powder off his hands and feet
He hopped out of the school and went straight home
He was a hero that day
everyone in his pond village praised him for this new discovery
He even found his long-lost friend that was frognapped for a science project
The End
story I wrote for my mc brother ^^
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To my mc sister, that was pure awesome sauce :P
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Offtopic Forum Needs a Necro
And my story
Abstract Art
Bad Streets
“I told you... I will be there,” he heard the line drop on the other end and a weird feeling washed over him. The chair he was sitting in rumbled, quickly jumping out of his chair, as he turned around and saw a little mouse crawl its way out. “Stupid mice, always sneaking inside my dang apartment,” Kipp said as he grabbed a holey backpack with overspray from paint covering it.
The old lady from down the hall got locked out again, this time it was late at night. He heard her cry for help as his hand reached for the door. “Guess I’m gonna take the fire escape tonight,” Kipp said to himself. He drug his feet as he walked toward the already propped open window sill, while he ducked under the window Kipp looked back into his small one bedroom apartment, again hearing the old lady cry for help.
As Kipp jumped down off of the fire escape into a puddle he looked down the alleyway...graffiti plastering the walls. But something was different there was blood on the back door to the old bank.
The van pulled up and the door was flung open.
“Get in already,” the man from the phone yelled from the backseat, “Common’ get in already,” Isaac, a mysterious man yelled again as he stepped out of the van. He yelled as stepping out of the van ,“dude get in the freaking van!”
“Isaac, look at the blood on the wall...” he trailed off.
“Okay, okay it is blood,” Isaac pulled Kipp into the van, “we have seen it before nothing new.”
Everything got dark.
What happened... my head is throbbing.
I can’t move.
Eventually I got used to this, waking up without being able to open my eyes or be able to talk. But it did not come easily.
This happened to me a few times each day for the first few days. They say when you are unconscious that you don't remember anything.
It is a lie.
I remembered every little detail of every day when I was in that prison they referred to as a hospital. I couldn’t open my eyes, I sat there like a vegetable, in more ways than one. I had vague memories of what people used to look like.
I heard peoples voices but eventually forgot their faces. Although some people might say “You are so lucky, you can hear what people are saying to you.” that was the worst part. I couldn’t respond, I couldn’t move I couldn’t do anything but hear. The worst kind of torture was that hearing the constant beat of my heart monitor. Beep. Beep. Beep. Torture was the only way I could begin to explain it as.
“Hey!” Isaac know how to shout a whisper, “get up already,” I felt my body being lifted up. I collapsed to the floor, making a thud as I landed. “You did it again.. always dropping the ball.”
I heard a zipper opening, and some rustling of papers and then a bag being opened, the snap of a glove and the hissing of a needle being put into a bottle. Something pierced my bicep and I didn’t feel pain, I felt invigorated blood flowing from my head to my toes. Whatever I just got hit with, it felt good.
“Nice to see you sleeping beauty,” Isaac chuckled as he whispered into my ear.
I was able to open my eyes for the first time in months, the light from the digital clock on the wall seemed blinding in the dark room. I never thought I would be able to move again, but I had been blessed with the magic they call medicine.
There were so many thoughts going through my mind as was turning back on my brain to full for the first time since that dark night.
“Why are you here?” I mumbled to him.
“Why not...? We need a 5th man.” he said as if I knew what he was talking about.
“For wha...” he cut me off mid sentence
“Doesn’t matter get out of bed we have to go, now” Isaac whispers while he stands me up ,“things will make sense in all good time.”
End Part I
The Mountains
A dark tunnel appeared in the window as I sat up from the van bench seat. The tunnel appeared to get smaller as we continue to drive. We were nearing the outside, the light was so bright. Suddenly the dark turned to light, the outside world was appearing in my eyes. At first I was shocked at how bright and vivid all the colors were. The sun high in the sky barely a cloud in there to block it.
The car lurched to a stop.
“We are here!” Isaac yelled to us in the back.
I still struggle to open my eyes sometimes, but really, who doesn’t? We were in old van for almost two days without stopping more than three times during the entire trip.
“I hear you, I hear you.” I say in a muffled voice
“Get your head off the wall and get out of the van, we have things to do.”
As I slowly sat up once again, hopefully this time I get to do something. He pulled me by my arm out of the van.
“Lets get going,” I said with a little smile.
The other guys truck pulled up and they piled out of all doors and two jumped out of the truck bed. The two who jumped out the back of the truck looked different than the three from the front, they were carrying guns.
It is always good to know what kind of people are walking behind you, armed or not. After some introductions we all proceed into the small wooden cabin, its doors shut and windows boarded, looking like the perfect hideout for any person on the run from officials to hang out in.
“Men, we have here a fine establishment to evade those with the guns and handcuffs,” said the guy with the pistol.
Some murmured replies came from others in the group mostly about how “happy” they were about being there. I didn’t have the audacity to sit and not ask questions, and I did just that.
“Hey there big man with the tiny gun!” I said, “what’s up with you, pretending to know what we are doing here?” I continued, “If I am not mistaken none of us have been told why the heck we are here.”
“Calm down there little buddy,” he chuckled, “you will hear our plans once we get inside.”
We all continued slowly walking in a group to keep warm towards the cabin, from the road it appeared small. As we approached it was getting bigger finally showing its true size, much larger than what appeared to be a one room cabin.
“You guys are gonna love it.”
We all settled in as the bright blue sky turned to a deep black abyss of the winter night sky. I had been itching to know why we were here. Everyone had their ideas of why we were being held up here, mine goes something like this.
“I was knocked out on my way to a late night meeting with my “colleagues” on my commute I was attacked and hospitalised. When I woke up from my paralysis I was greeted by a strange man who injected me with a super soldier serum. It put me into a crazed rush forcing me to break the window that encased me into the hospital room. I propelled out the broken window down the cold walls of the large hospital complex.” I couldn’t help but laugh it was so crazy I didn’t get why they were all just stone faced looking at me.
“I had the exact same idea...” said one of the guys who had not said a word since we arrived.
“Me too,” another one chimed.
“So did I!” everyone was talking all at once.
In all the commotion I was convinced it was in the dream like state I was in, but I was wrong.
I woke up soon after that. It was very depressing learning that this whole life I had created in my coma was not all that once I took a step back. My life in the coma was pathetic how could it not be. Like I was sitting in a pile of what my life used to be, I created people from pictures of people I saw in magazines.
Soon after waking up from the coma I couldn't live the life that was a lie, I quickly lost my strength and died. That was my life.
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cool story
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Epic story. Feel free to post more anytime Gen. Its been a while since this thread has been alive. And I'm sure that1gie would love to see it revived again.
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I agree with dj.... you gotta write moar soz I can read it : D