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Adventures of Prince Fang: Finding His Feelings
Chapter I: The Different One
The Prince walked all around the red sand. His black boots walking ever so silently. His violet checkered shirt didn't make a sound as it ruffled when he moved. His teal skin stuck out obviously against the red sky and ground. The intruder was here. Just like the others. The foolish others. How would they ever think they would spot him? The first was the most foolish. The man with brown hair and teal shirt. Yet when he was done, it was red. He smiled. A cold, freezing smile. He,had his black bedrock gauntlets with him, and they morphed into a black bow-blade. His father needn't know about this. The Prince would handle this. This was to easy. The back was turned, studying something out of his sight. He walked ever so fast and silent, the Prince closing in on this foolish adventurer. He was here to kill his Father. Just like all the others. But he would not let them. He would never let anyone hurt his Father. No matter how strange his Father was. He was right behind the adventurer. He raised his bow and notched his arrow. His fingers slowly preparing to release. Then the adventurer turned around.
The Prince's eyes were white, with black pupils and red in the center. These eyes never showed surprise, dismay, or any emotion of confusion for that matter. Yet his eyes widened with shock. The black of his eyes almost completely covered the red, so it looked like a black hole. Endless an infinite. As the adventurer turned around, something was wrong. This adventurer was stronger. He could sense his powerful aura. Instead of the usual stone helmet, this was a deep violet. It completely covered his face. And his armor was the same as his helmet. Deep violet. An endless void. But the Prince was a master of the void. His bow was made of the substance right at the void. The roof of his palace. The bottom of the up.
No matter. He would take care of this. He released the bow string. The bedrock point whistled as it flew to her head. It would be over in a second.
The Prince knew that there was no escape. Yet, somehow, a split second before the bow hit the adventurer, he seemed to vanish. Glowing purple and sparkling, then becoming translucent. Then, transparent. Until, the adventurer was gone.
Immediately, the Prince knew this day was going to be different. Never had he encountered an adventurer of this power. No one had ever escaped his first shot.
As he thought this, a tingling at the back of his neck alerted him. His instincts kicked in. He ducked, just as an Ender Stone sword whistled over him.
"Close." The Prince thought. "And no one has ever gotten as close as that."
The Prince tumbled, got on his feet, and his bow blade melted back into his gauntlets, then the gauntlets produced two quick and stealthy daggers. He struck as fast as lightning, with the nimbleness of a particularly nimble monkey who has just graduated in top nimble monkey in nimbleness class (-Pandemonium [comic]). Yet, the adventurer had somehow managed to evade his attack. No one had ever escaped him. The Prince was growing impatient. But he knew what would stop the adventurer.
The Prince focused and closed his eyes. He let something that looked like dry skin fall to the ground from his arm. Then another. Then another. Until, there was a tornado of red grains swirling around his arms. He opened his eyes. The tornado got more concentrated. He shot it at the adventurer. Swirling red grains, known as...
"Soul sand." The adventurer said, in a surprisingly high, alarmed voice. He tried to teleport, but his form flickered.
The Price grinned. The mortals thought all it did was slow you down. But it did much more. It prevented ways of travel, such as running, flying, mine carts, and teleporting.
So just as the Prince shot fis arrow, the adventurer dove to avoid it. But in doing so, he fell. The mask/helmet fell off. The Prince stared in confusion and curiosity at the face of the adventurer. This face was different. A small, delicate nose. Small lips. Long, ebony black hair with purple streaks. He was a.... female.
The Prince stood in confusion. Never had he seen a girl before. He stared at the new figure. This girl seized the confusion and escaped the soul sand, jumping and struggling, but in the process, tripping on the Prince. This sent him tumbling through something hard and black. Obsidian. Then, into purple waters. And everything went black. . . .
The Prince woke up on tiny, soft green spikes. The substance below that looked brown... disgusting. The Prince got up and dusted himself off. Where was he? He looked around him, and saw nothing but tall brown pillars with green. . . stuff on top. He saw tall brown piles of, whatever, as well. He found it new. Then, he looked to his left, and saw the... new species of man that had tried to kill him. He wanted to return the favor with pleasure, but right now, he needed all the help he could get.
"Δο υου υνδερστaντ με?"
The man species tilted her head in confusion. "Huh?"
The Prince cleared his throat and tried again. . .
"ده يو أندرستاند؟?"
. . . and again. . .
"Ecquid intellegis me?"
and again. . .
"M-ai înțeles?"
. . .until finally. . .
"How about now?"
The man species spoke: "Finally! English! What were those other languages?"
"None - of - your - buisnes languages."The Prince replied. "Why were you attacking me? And what species of adventurer man are you?"
The man species, obviously annoyed, replied: "First of all, I attacked you because the Nether is where all evil thrives. Secondly, I'm a girl, if that's what you mean by man species. Now time for my questions. What are you, are you a human, what are your abilities,and what's your name?"
The Prince sighed: "Classified, classified, you'll see eventually if you talk too much, and Prince Fang. Did I miss anything?" The Prince said with no emotion at all.
"I suppose not."
"So what's your name?"
"Most call me Oncie."
"Most? So you have human acquaintances?"
The, girl... Oncie, rubbed her arms.
"That's not a subject I go into."
"Alright."
...
"Alright! I'll tell you!"
Prince Fang stared at her, eyebrows raised. "I didn't say a thing."
*Oncie flashes back to a place where green stone covered the lands, and tall, dark towers seemed to touch the static sky. Where a huge figure with wicked bat wings loomed out of the darkness*
"You see, I was never a normal human..." *The Prince rolls his eyes.* "... I lived in the world of darkness. I knew no one except for the tall, haunting dark figures, and the beast that I called Father. I never knew what the outside world was like, until I left. My Dad didn't even noticed, and I don't think he would've cared. So I simply left...." Ocie ended her story with a sad tone, but Prince Fang didn't show an sign od sadness.
"My Father didn't care...." Oncie said, trying to catch his attention.
"M-hm."
"I left without a trace."
"Okay. Good to know."
"Nothing? I had a Father who didn't care about me and I ran away, and all you say is 'm-hm'?"
"What did you expect me to do?"
"You could've shown at least a little sadness!"
"What's sadness?"
Oncie stared in shock at him. "You don't know what sadness is? Fine, then, Mr. Emotion-less! I'll trigger it! You stink. You never had any friends. You don't seem to know your mom. For all you might know, she could be dead!"
...
"Sure. Whatevs."
"Nothing?" Oncie spread her arms in exasperation. This was useless. "No emotion? At all?"
"That reminds me. What is emotion? Some kind of redstone lever to activate redstone dust leading to your brain, stimulating impulses, making you act in certain ways depending on what the stimulator and brain impulse are?" Prince Fang asked, in a very long and annoying way. Oncie just stared at him.
"Ugh. Your hopeless."
"Hope? What is-"
"Don't even ask anymore!"
Far the first time that night, sleeping under the faraway glowstones (stars), the Prince wanted to feel what it was like to feel sorrow and pain, words introduced to him just that day. But why would he want to feel these, you might ask? So for the first tim in his eighteen years of living, he could feel human.
Chapter II: (no name yet)
That bright morning, Oncie woke up to the sound of the Prince.
"What is this ray of glowstone light that fills me with warmth and the world with brightness?" Prince Fang asked. "And only now do I realize I have been sitting on green spikes!"
Oncie laughed at his confusion, the sound high pitched and carefree. Prince Fang-oh, lets just call him Fang-turned to the sound, curious. "Seriously?" Oncie asked. "You've got a lot to learn about this world."
"So. . . were shall we go?"
"Hmmm. . . . There should be a village up ahead. I stayed there for a while to prepare to go to the Nether."
"You mean, Nexus?"
"What?"
"That's what me and my people call it. The Nexus."
"Hmm. . . anyway. We should continue on to the village. We should get there by noon."
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Haha, you're back in business, Fang. I like how it's so suspenseful and mysterious! It cliff-hanged at the adventurer and I'm just wondering how the adventurer will react! CONTINUE! Also, I sent you what you needed. Also, you could put chapters or prologues, etc... into spoiler boxes.
Since I know PrinceFang in reality, he told me write this message for you guys to read.
He told me to tell you that he isn't able to write the continuing chapters, so on and so forth, because he is unable to use the internet during weekdays and can only use it on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. He can only use the internet on weekdays for school related things (trying to remember what he told me to say...). He is super serious about his story and really wants it to become better, he just wants to make sure that you don't think he is a lazy writer (I don't know why he'd think that, but anyways...). He'll try to update this as soon as he can.
Since I know PrinceFang in reality, he told me write this message for you guys to read.
He told me to tell you that he isn't able to write the continuing chapters, so on and so forth, because he is unable to use the internet during weekdays and can only use it on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. He can only use the internet on weekdays for school related things (trying to remember what he told me to say...). He is super serious about his story and really wants it to become better, he just wants to make sure that you don't think he is a lazy writer (I don't know why he'd think that, but anyways...). He'll try to update this as soon as he can.
What..?
But I want to read more of this.
I am literally dying for what happens after the scene.. 0_0
He'll get onto it in two days (Friday, he can get onto it quickly). He did NOT abandon this thread. He just can't come around to often and might be using me as a messenger from now on. He can't come on because he's not allows to use the internet on weekends...
Chapter 1 is a tad bit short, but pretty good for (slight) starters! There are some typos and awkward wording there, but I like the idea you're putting out. I can see this is out to a good start. Please, continue.
Wait, it isn't? You didn't tell me that. You wrote nothing to say it was, therefore you cannot tell your readers that it is their fault for assuming it was done because you did not write anything telling your readers it wasn't done. Hehe.
Chapter 1 is a tad bit short, but pretty good for (slight) starters! There are some typos and awkward wording there, but I like the idea you're putting out. I can see this is out to a good start. Please, continue.
some famous, worldwide, bestselling authors have some chapters only two (or less) pages long! HA!
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"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
Chapter 1 is a tad bit short, but pretty good for (slight) starters! There are some typos and awkward wording there, but I like the idea you're putting out. I can see this is out to a good start. Please, continue.
by the way, my character still thinks that you (Oncie) are a boy.
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"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
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Adventures of Prince Fang: Finding His Feelings
Chapter I: The Different One
The Prince's eyes were white, with black pupils and red in the center. These eyes never showed surprise, dismay, or any emotion of confusion for that matter. Yet his eyes widened with shock. The black of his eyes almost completely covered the red, so it looked like a black hole. Endless an infinite. As the adventurer turned around, something was wrong. This adventurer was stronger. He could sense his powerful aura. Instead of the usual stone helmet, this was a deep violet. It completely covered his face. And his armor was the same as his helmet. Deep violet. An endless void. But the Prince was a master of the void. His bow was made of the substance right at the void. The roof of his palace. The bottom of the up.
No matter. He would take care of this. He released the bow string. The bedrock point whistled as it flew to her head. It would be over in a second.
The Prince knew that there was no escape. Yet, somehow, a split second before the bow hit the adventurer, he seemed to vanish. Glowing purple and sparkling, then becoming translucent. Then, transparent. Until, the adventurer was gone.
Immediately, the Prince knew this day was going to be different. Never had he encountered an adventurer of this power. No one had ever escaped his first shot.
As he thought this, a tingling at the back of his neck alerted him. His instincts kicked in. He ducked, just as an Ender Stone sword whistled over him.
"Close." The Prince thought. "And no one has ever gotten as close as that."
The Prince tumbled, got on his feet, and his bow blade melted back into his gauntlets, then the gauntlets produced two quick and stealthy daggers. He struck as fast as lightning, with the nimbleness of a particularly nimble monkey who has just graduated in top nimble monkey in nimbleness class (-Pandemonium [comic]). Yet, the adventurer had somehow managed to evade his attack. No one had ever escaped him. The Prince was growing impatient. But he knew what would stop the adventurer.
The Prince focused and closed his eyes. He let something that looked like dry skin fall to the ground from his arm. Then another. Then another. Until, there was a tornado of red grains swirling around his arms. He opened his eyes. The tornado got more concentrated. He shot it at the adventurer. Swirling red grains, known as...
"Soul sand." The adventurer said, in a surprisingly high, alarmed voice. He tried to teleport, but his form flickered.
The Price grinned. The mortals thought all it did was slow you down. But it did much more. It prevented ways of travel, such as running, flying, mine carts, and teleporting.
So just as the Prince shot fis arrow, the adventurer dove to avoid it. But in doing so, he fell. The mask/helmet fell off. The Prince stared in confusion and curiosity at the face of the adventurer. This face was different. A small, delicate nose. Small lips. Long, ebony black hair with purple streaks. He was a.... female.
The Prince stood in confusion. Never had he seen a girl before. He stared at the new figure. This girl seized the confusion and escaped the soul sand, jumping and struggling, but in the process, tripping on the Prince. This sent him tumbling through something hard and black. Obsidian. Then, into purple waters. And everything went black. . . .
The Prince woke up on tiny, soft green spikes. The substance below that looked brown... disgusting. The Prince got up and dusted himself off. Where was he? He looked around him, and saw nothing but tall brown pillars with green. . . stuff on top. He saw tall brown piles of, whatever, as well. He found it new. Then, he looked to his left, and saw the... new species of man that had tried to kill him. He wanted to return the favor with pleasure, but right now, he needed all the help he could get.
"Δο υου υνδερστaντ με?"
The man species tilted her head in confusion. "Huh?"
The Prince cleared his throat and tried again. . .
"ده يو أندرستاند؟?"
. . . and again. . .
"Ecquid intellegis me?"
and again. . .
"M-ai înțeles?"
. . .until finally. . .
"How about now?"
The man species spoke: "Finally! English! What were those other languages?"
"None - of - your - buisnes languages."The Prince replied. "Why were you attacking me? And what species of adventurer man are you?"
The man species, obviously annoyed, replied: "First of all, I attacked you because the Nether is where all evil thrives. Secondly, I'm a girl, if that's what you mean by man species. Now time for my questions. What are you, are you a human, what are your abilities,and what's your name?"
The Prince sighed: "Classified, classified, you'll see eventually if you talk too much, and Prince Fang. Did I miss anything?" The Prince said with no emotion at all.
"I suppose not."
"So what's your name?"
"Most call me Oncie."
"Most? So you have human acquaintances?"
The, girl... Oncie, rubbed her arms.
"That's not a subject I go into."
"Alright."
...
"Alright! I'll tell you!"
Prince Fang stared at her, eyebrows raised. "I didn't say a thing."
*Oncie flashes back to a place where green stone covered the lands, and tall, dark towers seemed to touch the static sky. Where a huge figure with wicked bat wings loomed out of the darkness*
"You see, I was never a normal human..."
*The Prince rolls his eyes.*
"... I lived in the world of darkness. I knew no one except for the tall, haunting dark figures, and the beast that I called Father. I never knew what the outside world was like, until I left. My Dad didn't even noticed, and I don't think he would've cared. So I simply left...." Ocie ended her story with a sad tone, but Prince Fang didn't show an sign od sadness.
"My Father didn't care...." Oncie said, trying to catch his attention.
"M-hm."
"I left without a trace."
"Okay. Good to know."
"Nothing? I had a Father who didn't care about me and I ran away, and all you say is 'm-hm'?"
"What did you expect me to do?"
"You could've shown at least a little sadness!"
"What's sadness?"
Oncie stared in shock at him. "You don't know what sadness is? Fine, then, Mr. Emotion-less! I'll trigger it! You stink. You never had any friends. You don't seem to know your mom. For all you might know, she could be dead!"
...
"Sure. Whatevs."
"Nothing?" Oncie spread her arms in exasperation. This was useless. "No emotion? At all?"
"That reminds me. What is emotion? Some kind of redstone lever to activate redstone dust leading to your brain, stimulating impulses, making you act in certain ways depending on what the stimulator and brain impulse are?" Prince Fang asked, in a very long and annoying way. Oncie just stared at him.
"Ugh. Your hopeless."
"Hope? What is-"
"Don't even ask anymore!"
Far the first time that night, sleeping under the faraway glowstones (stars), the Prince wanted to feel what it was like to feel sorrow and pain, words introduced to him just that day. But why would he want to feel these, you might ask? So for the first tim in his eighteen years of living, he could feel human.
That bright morning, Oncie woke up to the sound of the Prince.
"What is this ray of glowstone light that fills me with warmth and the world with brightness?" Prince Fang asked. "And only now do I realize I have been sitting on green spikes!"
Oncie laughed at his confusion, the sound high pitched and carefree. Prince Fang-oh, lets just call him Fang-turned to the sound, curious. "Seriously?" Oncie asked. "You've got a lot to learn about this world."
"So. . . were shall we go?"
"Hmmm. . . . There should be a village up ahead. I stayed there for a while to prepare to go to the Nether."
"You mean, Nexus?"
"What?"
"That's what me and my people call it. The Nexus."
"Hmm. . . anyway. We should continue on to the village. We should get there by noon."
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
This story seems super interesting! Pwease continue. :3
He told me to tell you that he isn't able to write the continuing chapters, so on and so forth, because he is unable to use the internet during weekdays and can only use it on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. He can only use the internet on weekdays for school related things (trying to remember what he told me to say...). He is super serious about his story and really wants it to become better, he just wants to make sure that you don't think he is a lazy writer (I don't know why he'd think that, but anyways...). He'll try to update this as soon as he can.
What..?
But I want to read more of this.
I am literally dying for what happens after the scene.. 0_0
diamonds to you
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
yes I understand I was not trying to make it look bad or short haha but I am looking forward to reading more
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
some famous, worldwide, bestselling authors have some chapters only two (or less) pages long! HA!
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."
by the way, my character still thinks that you (Oncie) are a boy.
"The devil enters our mind when it's not guarded."