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Lithiumpicnics story about Fuzzy 0% [ 0 ]


Lemonteas story about Axe 10% [ 2 ]


Bardmans story about Axe 10% [ 2 ]


Burnsides Story (unamed main character) 10% [ 2 ]


Flameseekers story about Traitorous Mortred 10% [ 2 ]


Tr3nchtowns story about Nessaj 45% [ 9 ]


Razorfanes story about Sven and Syllabear 15% [ 3 ]

Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:33 pm

@flameseeker: Wow, you're only 13 yet your stories look like they were written by a great writer. It gave me the idea you were older. I mean, the way you use such words of high vocabulary in your stories is just impressive. You're very talented then!
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 2:03 pm

WOW ok i was totally out of my league there!
I think my basic idea was ok though... maybe not.
Im gonna think hard, smoke lots of weed, and play lots of dota for the inspiration to write a killer story!
Heres hoping...
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 5:06 am

im only 14, YOU WANT VOCABULARY?!?!?!


as i said before, i crave decent literature, and thats all gone now, and sadly half of this stuff is better than other books.

that and i like having conversations with the literates here.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 6:58 am

The flames of war burned bright as the pale orange sun fell in the distance. Voices carried through the darkness along with the sound of armor shifting. Tonight was the night of victory for the sentinel. Thier forces were gathered and the greatest of thier heroes, the mighty Furion Stormrage, was there to lead them into battle.

across the hills, a lone warroir stood in wait... A orc with crimson skin and eyes that burned like the flames of hell. There was no army at his side. Only his axe. in his mind, it was all he would need in order to defeat the wretches that marched towards Nher'Zuul.

As the sentinel forces came into view, the lone orc stood up and smiled. Furion commanded his army to half for a moment as he himself went ahead. With a stern voice the Prophet called out the the warrior. "Orc. Stand aside. Tonight is the night that the children of Elune end this war with the Scourge."

The orc let out a dement laugh as he took a battle stance, and readied himself for combat. Before Furion gave the order to attack, the orc called out to him. "Come, you fool. You shall know the power of the greatest warrior the horde shall ever know. Prepare to face Moghul Khan. Prepare for the Axe!"

Furion payed no mind to the boasting of Moghul Khan. The prophet ordered his archers to take aim and end his life. As the archer knocked back thier arrows, Moghul Khan charged at Furion like a ram. As he came within striking range of Furion, he let out a great war cry. Those who heard the shout, including Furion, felt the hatred boil up inside them. All thier rage focused upon the orc who stood in thier way. Each of them raised thier weapons and attacked Moghul Khan.

A great whirl of blades came up as the the swords and arrows pierced Moghul Khan's body. But even with those wounds, the Sentinel warriors who attacked him were far worse off. All in range of the Axe's Counter Helix lay on the ground, either dead or bleeding to death.The great orc stood over Furion with a sinister smirk on his face as he ripped an arror out of his chest. "Pathetic fool. You are not worthy of life.

Moghul raised his bloody weapon high in the air and prepared to take Furion's fead back as a trophy for Nher'Zuul. Before the blade could come down on him though, Furion summoned the last of his strength to teleport away to safety. With thier leader gone, the remaining Sentinel forces retreated into the woods. The orc that had bested them went back to where he sat and waited for his next challenge...

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Moral: Don't assume victory just because of greater numbers. Often it only takes one soldier to change the course of a battle.
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This is the point from which I could never return,
and if I back down now then forever I burn.
This is the point from which I could never retreat,
cause if I turn back now there can never be peace.
This is the point from which I will die and succeed,
living the struggle, I know I'm alive when I bleed.
From now on it can never be the same as before,
cause the place that I'm from doesn't exist anymore.

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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 7:45 am

nice story but not enough depth. Well, still good one.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 8:08 am

yup its on the list now, and for a simpler moral = Quality over Quantity
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:49 am

so only 3 (good) stories so far? hey war_wrecker, can a guy submit over two stories? If so, take both my stories. the one about a timetraveeling elf and the vengeful spirit one.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 1:23 pm

2 reasons why you cant submit 2.

1, you may lose because people vote 3 for one story and 3 for another instead of a total of 6,

2, you submit your best story and are judged off that. your elf story is in plain sight to be read.

3, your elf story kinda sucked :/ no hard feelings
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 3:45 pm

ofc it sucked. i meant it to suck and it was supposed to be funny. cmon. the moral is funny. Be careful or be roadkill? lol.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 1:31 am

Bit long and doesn't have a title but meh

I was told as a child that if you love something enough, if you cherished it with every bone in your body, if you hold it so close to your heart that it could rest on it, you would never lose it. Yet I’ve loved, I’ve cherished and yet I’ve always… I’ve always lost. It always hurt when I lost; it felt as if a bit of my heart was being chipped away, but when I lost her… It was then that I lost everything.

I could tell that the girl next to me was confident, she wore a short skirt and a low cut T-shirt. It was not those two features that made me gasp however; it was those familiar bright blue eyes that were beautiful, perfect in every meaning of the word. She was a compete stranger but she was here and because she was here I knew I could talk to her, tell her anything, ask her anything… “Do you believe in the afterlife?” I asked in my mysterious voice.
She looked at me like I was a complete lunatic I could tell what she was going to say even before she said it, “No,” she smirked loudly walking off.
“D…Don’t leave me, I’m… I’m so alone,” I stammered quietly. She turned around, those familiar bright blue eyes deep in thought.
“I don’t believe in the afterlife, but I believe that the hope it gives is one of the most powerful things in the world,” she sympathised and that made me gasp again. I heard her voice (as in dead girl)
“Hope is the second most powerful force in the world we know of, it is what drives us through our days, it is what helps us live our seemingly pointless lives in content.”

I fell down onto my bed, I couldn’t believe I had lived another day. Our village was in trouble, once the world’s super power, but now weak, and with our weakness comes our enemies.
I saw her (as in dead girl). I was shocked at first, but I knew undeniably it was her. Her bright blue eyes shinning, brightening up the dull room. “Akasha…Why? Why did you have to die?” I asked.
“She looks like me doesn’t she?” Akasha asked the rhetorical question.
“That’s not the only similarity,” I said. Akasha pondered for a moment.
“Your heart is so small… love her, love her and maybe it will grow with your love,” she began to fade away.
“No Akasha,” I cried, “Don’t leave me, I’m so…”
I woke up but knew it wasn’t a dream, I knew it was real.

We were defending the north gate again, me and the nameless girl, the nameless girl whom I loved. We fought back to back shooting down our enemies one by one. “The reason I’m all alone,” I told her speaking freely, “Is that I’ve never belonged, or more so, whenever I find where I belong it is destroyed.” It was that which caused her to look at me, it was that which gave them the chance to shoot her, it was that which killed her… I saw her fall, and I felt my heart break, break and dissolve. Rage came over me, it was one hundred against one, but they had no hope. I shot them down, 99 to go, 98, 97. They shot me through the heart but I smiled “You cannot shoot a heart that doesn’t exist” I exclaimed happily. My opponents fumbled back in fear and lost all hope; that was their fatal mistake.
“MERCY” screamed one of them falling to his knees, many followed. I shot every last one of them down, they had lost hope and did not deserve to live.
“You should not expect to find mercy from the heartless.” 20 men stood before me, guns in hand, the rest had fled or died. “Ah, you have not lost hope, you may win this fight afte…” They shot me through the, I was heartless but not immortal.

I saw the faces of all my departed loved ones, Akasha in front greeting me. I smiled, “I’m finally home… home where I belong.”


Morals: Don't play with love, it can destroy more than you think.
Hope is powerful, it's what drives us through our day.
You can only find true happiness in the place where you belong.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:03 am

eeerp?
a bit to deep, for such a short story, its on the list tho :P
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 4:37 am

complete opp. of bard man's story. a little bit TOO deep. And not much DotA in here, eh?
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 5:20 am

Yeah I kind of got the idea and didn't know how to make it into a dota story.
How can you have too much depth? Also I liked Bard man's story I don't see how it lacks depth.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 7:50 am

well its not that its too deep, its just suddenly its deep, like there not enough time to have a slow build up to it (and if there was thats not what you did :P)
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 9:27 am

hey gus sorry it took me long to reply but I REALY need help so can u make me a story or can i copy one or two cuz if i cant pass a story i sure will fail my english class
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