I don't think I'm much competition to the stories already posted, But I don't think my story is half bad... Hopefully everyone likes it.
Fallacy
FelixoWind
1,014 Words
I sit in my window watching the sun slowly run its exhausting course. The moon makes its way over to release its friend from the extensive labor, starting the night shift. The last glimmers of light disappear;
I know the time has come.
I reach over and grab my crudely made sword and examine it. The sword is almost at the point of breaking.
I strike out at an imaginary foe and break the sword over its head. I let a sigh escape
and collect the fallen pieces of my sword. I trudge over to my workbench and set the
crumbling bits of my sword down.
All of my safety precautions strike me as useless, so I decide to splurge and make myself an
iron sword and some armor. I shuffle around in my chest and find my supplies. I lay the
items out on top of my chest and begin to craft my combat wear. I spend what seems
like forever making the last of my iron armor. I finish, glance up and see that only five minutes have past.
I gather my final products and head to my enchantment room. I wipe the sweat from my brow
and start to enchant. By the time I am done, I am physically drained. Silently,
I scold myself for not preparing the night before. I pull on my armor and grab my bow and arrows.
As I walk out the door, I am greeted with approaching ranks of soldiers.
I run forward and meet the army head on slicing through Zombie after Zombie.
I break through the first few ranks to meet the skeletons and spiders. Mercilessly killing many,
I yawn as I go. The creepers run in now but many of their explosions kill their comrades.
I pick my way through the now hectic battlefield and watch silently as a few of the
zombies turn on each other. I soon grow tired of this spectacle and cut through most of the
remaining ranks. As I near the back of the fleet I see a guarded entourage. I cut my way
through the small group and reach the center to see the face that haunts my dreams.
I stand there frozen in shock as he leers at me from on top of his black
horse. Saying nothing I slowly back away. He urges the horse forward and settles it in
front of me. After a moment of silence inside the circle his voice protrudes the noisy battle.
I strain to hear him but he is done talking.
Everyone in the circle turns and stares at me. I look from face to face wondering what they want.
He thunders "Well fine then! Unleash the beast!!!" I turn and run to the woods. Suddenly,
all noise of the battle is gone and it is replaced an unearthly quiet. That just makes me run faster.
I can hear something closing in on me as I reach the edge of the forest. I dart through the
swamp hoping to loose it but I can still here it chasing me. I reach the jungle and decide it
might be safest to take to the trees; I scale one of the small trees and jump into the next one.
Pushing away leafs I turn around in time to see the creature blurred by speed jump into the tree
behind me. I jump into the next tree. I can hear the limbs behind me breaking as I dash from tree to tree.
Jumping into the next tree I continue to survey the area looking for land marks.
I spot an oddly shaped mountain and that’s enough to tell me where I am. I jump out of
the tree and dart into the tall ferns. As I run by I use my bow to shoot a button to
the side of me. Just as planned, dispensers surface and start to fire arrows.
I weave in between the trees hoping my line of cannons would be enough to distract it.
I run into the jungle hills and climb the tallest tree. I continue to use trees to navigate.
Making my way to the top of the hill I jump and miss the branch by just an inch.
I fall but manage to catch one of the dangling vines. I reach the top of the tree
and take a moment to catch my breath.
I turn around and find that I am standing in front of my spawn house; I quickly dart
inside closing the piston door behind me. After removing my armor I make my way to the
back of my house hoping to get some carrots from my farm.
As I walk down the hall, I change my mind. Instead, I stop into my old room leaving the light out.
I walk over and fall into bed taking comfort in the warm blanket. I roll over and hug my old stuffed monster.
I start to drift off to sleep as I realize my pillow is bigger than I remember. I just hug it tighter
feeling like a child again until I feel it take a breath.
I jerk back from what I thought was my stuffed monster. Seeing its glowing eyes, I lay down and
accept my fate. The monster that looked so much like my childhood friend heaved itself
off the bed and hovered over me. It reached down and pushed my hair out of my face.
Then its hand rested on my chest.
I felt its sharp claws sink into my flesh but I did not feel fear I was happy.
My only friend was here with me and no matter what his intentions were, I was going to savor my
last moments with him before he left again. His claws sank deeper into my skin
as I watched his eyes dance and a mischievous smile cross his face.
His hand plunged into my chest. As he slipped his fingers into my rib-cage and braced himself
to pull out my heart he whispered "Goodbye old friend."
I don't think I'm much competition to the stories already posted, But I don't think my story is half bad... Hopefully everyone likes it.
Fallacy
FelixoWind
1,014 Words
I sit in my window watching the sun slowly run its exhausting course. The moon makes its way over to release its friend from the extensive labor, starting the night shift. The last glimmers of light disappear;
I know the time has come.
I reach over and grab my crudely made sword and examine it. The sword is almost at the point of breaking.
I strike out at an imaginary foe and break the sword over its head. I let a sigh escape
and collect the fallen pieces of my sword. I trudge over to my workbench and set the
crumbling bits of my sword down.
All of my safety precautions strike me as useless, so I decide to splurge and make myself an
iron sword and some armor. I shuffle around in my chest and find my supplies. I lay the
items out on top of my chest and begin to craft my combat wear. I spend what seems
like forever making the last of my iron armor. I finish, glance up and see that only five minutes have past.
I gather my final products and head to my enchantment room. I wipe the sweat from my brow
and start to enchant. By the time I am done, I am physically drained. Silently,
I scold myself for not preparing the night before. I pull on my armor and grab my bow and arrows.
As I walk out the door, I am greeted with approaching ranks of soldiers.
I run forward and meet the army head on slicing through Zombie after Zombie.
I break through the first few ranks to meet the skeletons and spiders. Mercilessly killing many,
I yawn as I go. The creepers run in now but many of their explosions kill their comrades.
I pick my way through the now hectic battlefield and watch silently as a few of the
zombies turn on each other. I soon grow tired of this spectacle and cut through most of the
remaining ranks. As I near the back of the fleet I see a guarded entourage. I cut my way
through the small group and reach the center to see the face that haunts my dreams.
I stand there frozen in shock as he leers at me from on top of his black
horse. Saying nothing I slowly back away. He urges the horse forward and settles it in
front of me. After a moment of silence inside the circle his voice protrudes the noisy battle.
I strain to hear him but he is done talking.
Everyone in the circle turns and stares at me. I look from face to face wondering what they want.
He thunders "Well fine then! Unleash the beast!!!" I turn and run to the woods. Suddenly,
all noise of the battle is gone and it is replaced an unearthly quiet. That just makes me run faster.
I can hear something closing in on me as I reach the edge of the forest. I dart through the
swamp hoping to loose it but I can still here it chasing me. I reach the jungle and decide it
might be safest to take to the trees; I scale one of the small trees and jump into the next one.
Pushing away leafs I turn around in time to see the creature blurred by speed jump into the tree
behind me. I jump into the next tree. I can hear the limbs behind me breaking as I dash from tree to tree.
Jumping into the next tree I continue to survey the area looking for land marks.
I spot an oddly shaped mountain and that’s enough to tell me where I am. I jump out of
the tree and dart into the tall ferns. As I run by I use my bow to shoot a button to
the side of me. Just as planned, dispensers surface and start to fire arrows.
I weave in between the trees hoping my line of cannons would be enough to distract it.
I run into the jungle hills and climb the tallest tree. I continue to use trees to navigate.
Making my way to the top of the hill I jump and miss the branch by just an inch.
I fall but manage to catch one of the dangling vines. I reach the top of the tree
and take a moment to catch my breath.
I turn around and find that I am standing in front of my spawn house; I quickly dart
inside closing the piston door behind me. After removing my armor I make my way to the
back of my house hoping to get some carrots from my farm.
As I walk down the hall, I change my mind. Instead, I stop into my old room leaving the light out.
I walk over and fall into bed taking comfort in the warm blanket. I roll over and hug my old stuffed monster.
I start to drift off to sleep as I realize my pillow is bigger than I remember. I just hug it tighter
feeling like a child again until I feel it take a breath.
I jerk back from what I thought was my stuffed monster. Seeing its glowing eyes, I lay down and
accept my fate. The monster that looked so much like my childhood friend heaved itself
off the bed and hovered over me. It reached down and pushed my hair out of my face.
Then its hand rested on my chest.
I felt its sharp claws sink into my flesh but I did not feel fear I was happy.
My only friend was here with me and no matter what his intentions were, I was going to savor my
last moments with him before he left again. His claws sank deeper into my skin
as I watched his eyes dance and a mischievous smile cross his face.
His hand plunged into my chest. As he slipped his fingers into my rib-cage and braced himself
to pull out my heart he whispered "Goodbye old friend."
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I started panting. I was running away from someone who looked just like me. He kept whispering, "Embrace your fear..." I kept running away until I fell into a hole in the ground. I had no blocks and no tools to get out of it. The hole was made of obsidian and I started panicking. Herobrine looked down at me and his eyes glowed red. "Now...enter hell." He placed an obsidian block to cover up the hole. I started screaming because there was no light and I was afraid of the dark. Finally, I heard laughing that sounded deranged. My vision was disoriented and all I saw was purple. My head was hurting and I couldn't take it. I blacked out.
When I recovered, the environment was completely new. All the blocks were red and I saw a tower made of a strange, cracking red kind of stone. A severed head was attached to the tower...it was my head. Its eyes glowed white and a distorted voice began speaking. "Welcome...to the fiery depths of my home...where Notch banished me and tortured me..." I shivered in fear. "W-W-Who are you?" The voice only became more distorted. "I am the original you...Notch thought me as...imperfect...and, for that...I will make you pay in blood." I shivered a little more. "W-Well, technically, there's no blood in this game..." The voice grew angry. "SILENCE! HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ME WHILE I MAKE MY TERRIFYING SPEECH!" The voice cleared its throat. "I...am Herobrine...so, now that you know...you have my permission to die."
All I remember was shrill screaming when I woke up. I could have sworn I saw a figure outside the window, but it vanished...Herobrine...he was watching me.
I started panting. I was running away from someone who looked just like me. He kept whispering, "Embrace your fear..." I kept running away until I fell into a hole in the ground. I had no blocks and no tools to get out of it. The hole was made of obsidian and I started panicking. Herobrine looked down at me and his eyes glowed red. "Now...enter hell." He placed an obsidian block to cover up the hole. I started screaming because there was no light and I was afraid of the dark. Finally, I heard laughing that sounded deranged. My vision was disoriented and all I saw was purple. My head was hurting and I couldn't take it. I blacked out.
When I recovered, the environment was completely new. All the blocks were red and I saw a tower made of a strange, cracking red kind of stone. A severed head was attached to the tower...it was my head. Its eyes glowed white and a distorted voice began speaking. "Welcome...to the fiery depths of my home...where Notch banished me and tortured me..." I shivered in fear. "W-W-Who are you?" The voice only became more distorted. "I am the original you...Notch thought me as...imperfect...and, for that...I will make you pay in blood." I shivered a little more. "W-Well, technically, there's no blood in this game..." The voice grew angry. "SILENCE! HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ME WHILE I MAKE MY TERRIFYING SPEECH!" The voice cleared its throat. "I...am Herobrine...so, now that you know...you have my permission to die."
All I remember was shrill screaming when I woke up. I could have sworn I saw a figure outside the window, but it vanished...Herobrine...he was watching me.
I will add it...
next time try not to wait till last minute, Thanks.
Actually it would be biased if i chose the winners. It will be a public vote.
Ending on next tuesday. After that we vote for the next theme.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
This would be a good idea. Check the winner's voters.
Fallacy
FelixoWind
1,014 Words
I sit in my window watching the sun slowly run its exhausting course. The moon makes its way over to release its friend from the extensive labor, starting the night shift. The last glimmers of light disappear;
I know the time has come.
I reach over and grab my crudely made sword and examine it. The sword is almost at the point of breaking.
I strike out at an imaginary foe and break the sword over its head. I let a sigh escape
and collect the fallen pieces of my sword. I trudge over to my workbench and set the
crumbling bits of my sword down.
All of my safety precautions strike me as useless, so I decide to splurge and make myself an
iron sword and some armor. I shuffle around in my chest and find my supplies. I lay the
items out on top of my chest and begin to craft my combat wear. I spend what seems
like forever making the last of my iron armor. I finish, glance up and see that only five minutes have past.
I gather my final products and head to my enchantment room. I wipe the sweat from my brow
and start to enchant. By the time I am done, I am physically drained. Silently,
I scold myself for not preparing the night before. I pull on my armor and grab my bow and arrows.
As I walk out the door, I am greeted with approaching ranks of soldiers.
I run forward and meet the army head on slicing through Zombie after Zombie.
I break through the first few ranks to meet the skeletons and spiders. Mercilessly killing many,
I yawn as I go. The creepers run in now but many of their explosions kill their comrades.
I pick my way through the now hectic battlefield and watch silently as a few of the
zombies turn on each other. I soon grow tired of this spectacle and cut through most of the
remaining ranks. As I near the back of the fleet I see a guarded entourage. I cut my way
through the small group and reach the center to see the face that haunts my dreams.
I stand there frozen in shock as he leers at me from on top of his black
horse. Saying nothing I slowly back away. He urges the horse forward and settles it in
front of me. After a moment of silence inside the circle his voice protrudes the noisy battle.
I strain to hear him but he is done talking.
Everyone in the circle turns and stares at me. I look from face to face wondering what they want.
He thunders "Well fine then! Unleash the beast!!!" I turn and run to the woods. Suddenly,
all noise of the battle is gone and it is replaced an unearthly quiet. That just makes me run faster.
I can hear something closing in on me as I reach the edge of the forest. I dart through the
swamp hoping to loose it but I can still here it chasing me. I reach the jungle and decide it
might be safest to take to the trees; I scale one of the small trees and jump into the next one.
Pushing away leafs I turn around in time to see the creature blurred by speed jump into the tree
behind me. I jump into the next tree. I can hear the limbs behind me breaking as I dash from tree to tree.
Jumping into the next tree I continue to survey the area looking for land marks.
I spot an oddly shaped mountain and that’s enough to tell me where I am. I jump out of
the tree and dart into the tall ferns. As I run by I use my bow to shoot a button to
the side of me. Just as planned, dispensers surface and start to fire arrows.
I weave in between the trees hoping my line of cannons would be enough to distract it.
I run into the jungle hills and climb the tallest tree. I continue to use trees to navigate.
Making my way to the top of the hill I jump and miss the branch by just an inch.
I fall but manage to catch one of the dangling vines. I reach the top of the tree
and take a moment to catch my breath.
I turn around and find that I am standing in front of my spawn house; I quickly dart
inside closing the piston door behind me. After removing my armor I make my way to the
back of my house hoping to get some carrots from my farm.
As I walk down the hall, I change my mind. Instead, I stop into my old room leaving the light out.
I walk over and fall into bed taking comfort in the warm blanket. I roll over and hug my old stuffed monster.
I start to drift off to sleep as I realize my pillow is bigger than I remember. I just hug it tighter
feeling like a child again until I feel it take a breath.
I jerk back from what I thought was my stuffed monster. Seeing its glowing eyes, I lay down and
accept my fate. The monster that looked so much like my childhood friend heaved itself
off the bed and hovered over me. It reached down and pushed my hair out of my face.
Then its hand rested on my chest.
I felt its sharp claws sink into my flesh but I did not feel fear I was happy.
My only friend was here with me and no matter what his intentions were, I was going to savor my
last moments with him before he left again. His claws sank deeper into my skin
as I watched his eyes dance and a mischievous smile cross his face.
His hand plunged into my chest. As he slipped his fingers into my rib-cage and braced himself
to pull out my heart he whispered "Goodbye old friend."
I WIN I POSTED THE POLL EARLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I started panting. I was running away from someone who looked just like me. He kept whispering, "Embrace your fear..." I kept running away until I fell into a hole in the ground. I had no blocks and no tools to get out of it. The hole was made of obsidian and I started panicking. Herobrine looked down at me and his eyes glowed red. "Now...enter hell." He placed an obsidian block to cover up the hole. I started screaming because there was no light and I was afraid of the dark. Finally, I heard laughing that sounded deranged. My vision was disoriented and all I saw was purple. My head was hurting and I couldn't take it. I blacked out.
When I recovered, the environment was completely new. All the blocks were red and I saw a tower made of a strange, cracking red kind of stone. A severed head was attached to the tower...it was my head. Its eyes glowed white and a distorted voice began speaking. "Welcome...to the fiery depths of my home...where Notch banished me and tortured me..." I shivered in fear. "W-W-Who are you?" The voice only became more distorted. "I am the original you...Notch thought me as...imperfect...and, for that...I will make you pay in blood." I shivered a little more. "W-Well, technically, there's no blood in this game..." The voice grew angry. "SILENCE! HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT ME WHILE I MAKE MY TERRIFYING SPEECH!" The voice cleared its throat. "I...am Herobrine...so, now that you know...you have my permission to die."
All I remember was shrill screaming when I woke up. I could have sworn I saw a figure outside the window, but it vanished...Herobrine...he was watching me.
next time try not to wait till last minute, Thanks.