Percival Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 Not sure if I should laugh at this confusing conversation or stay silent. I'll do both. HHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHhahhhahaa....ha..ha. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DwerBomb Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 AhhahahahahahahhahahahaXD Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 ERMAGERD SUCH SUSPENSEGlad to see you picked this back up! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rabbitfist Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 im sure the guy with the knife is JoeW Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Willette Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 Cliffhanger all the way. (Awesome job with dem potato XD mahahahah) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TRENTOMINOUS Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 im sure the guy with the knife is JoeWJoeW would not be hiding in a bush. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PatchDotexe Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 (edited) Wow. It's great idea... Edited March 25, 2014 by PatchDotexe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HoneyHam Posted March 25, 2014 Share Posted March 25, 2014 YAAAAYYYYYAYAYAYAYAYY Wallace is me right? I am the only Wallace. The best Wallace. There can only be one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Parrotoss Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 Ooooh, cooool~! What's going on? What is this? Can I join? I can join? I can join. Join, yes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Battal Posted March 26, 2014 Author Share Posted March 26, 2014 Segment Twelve"The Needlessly In-Depth Combat Scene" "Drop your weapon. Or I'll cut it out of your hand." The attacker hissed. Another ice-cold blade touched the hand holding the flint, and Battal reluctantly dropped the stone, knowing he wasn't in the position to argue. He briefly considered calling for the group, but almost immediately dismissed the idea. It would surely get him a sword in the throat, and he doubted he could get much through the gag anyways. He also idealized swinging around and fighting, but that would probably get him a sword in the throat as well. Leaving Battal only one choice. He slowly walked backwards into the woods, and was greeted by a friendly bash in the head. Everything went black. When the Debul awoke, he was tied to a tree with a simple strand of rope. Simple, yet effective; he couldn't move his entire upper body. However, he did get his first good look at his captors. There were 13 in total; probably not very lucky. They were dressed in black coats, with clawed shoulders much like Maxwell's. The men's faces were wrapped in similarly black cloth, with only cruel eyes glaring out from slits in the fabric. They all carried shadowy, curved blades, along with the occasional dagger or bow. As Battal examined them, they broke out into an argument. "Why does Lord H want him so badly, anyways?" A smaller one asked. " He already has more test subjects than he needs..." This statement was received by a punch in the face by a larger warrior. "Do not question our master's intentions! We do as he orders. No questions asked. That was the deal." The smaller warrior's wrappings sloshed around a bit like fruit in a blender, almost prompting Battal to vomit. In seconds it had solidified once more. "I know the deal, fool." He spat. " What I want to know is why our...skillset...is being used for meager tasks like this. Lord H could simply send a pack of hounds, or even one of those damned Queens to do it. Why us?" The warrior did not stop to think. "He already overpowered Ignis-Avuz, twice. We are the..." The argument continued as Battal slowly burned though his bonds. Once freed, he sneaked around the clearing to a rock overcrop, where his confiscated items lay. He picked up his spear, and quietly closed in on the nearest man.Pulling back his arm, he thrust the spear into the man's back and... Nothing. No pained cry, no burst of blood, nothing. It was like stabbing mist. The creature (For it definitely wasn't human) swung around, his outstretched hand smashing into Jakob and sending him flying. And then they were upon him, blades slashing in a frenzied blur. Battal parried, ducked, and weaved through the wall of blades. Grabbing onto the sword arm of an attacker, he pulled the weapon out of its hand and drove it through the creature's chest. It let out a nightmarish moan, thick black gunk gushing out of its clothing like a river. The Debul laughed, swinging around to deflect a strike heading for his neck. He sliced the arm off his opponent and threw its corpse into two other warriors. He didn't bother to watch them stumble; he ducked under an incoming attack instead. His singing blade lopped the head off the creature like a knife through flaming butter. An arrow drove itself into the ground next to him, and Battal drove it into the stomach of someone else. Anything, everything that attacked him was dead. Another arrow struck him in the leg, and was that a knife stuck in his ribs? Battal didn't care. He didn't care at all. Twelve. Twelve warriors were dead. Each kill was fresh in his mind. One left. Only one. The bloodlust faded, and Battal became painfully aware of his injuries. He pulled the knife out of his side, dropping the crimson-stained blade to the ground as he faced his final threat. It was the massive warrior who had partaken in the argument. At this point, useless information. Battal grinned weakly, spinning his sword like a baton. No emotion could be seen from the creature's eyes, but a bellowing laugh echoed from beneath the mask. It pulled out two equally massive blades, and assumed a defensive stance. The Debul didn't stand on ceremony. He charged forwards. The fight was swift. Battal suffered a few minor cuts, but gave better than he got. One more cut, one more parry, and it was over. The warrior fell to its knees, then sideways, its two swords and one smaller blade lodged in its chest. however, it was not yet dead. Battal approached it, and knelt down in front of its head. "Who sent you? Who is this 'Lord H' of yours? What do you want with me?" The Debul growled, his bloody hand grasping the warrior's mask. "That...that is not for you to know. And it..it would ruin the surprise." The creature replied in a raspy voice. It coughed once, and then was still. Battal roared in anger, and ripped off the mask. He caught a glimpse of a featureless face, smooth as the surface of water, before it exploded into a mass of serpentine tendrils. Battal stumbled backwards, his foot encased in the shadowy tentacles. The body of the warrior deflated like a balloon as the featureless monster crawled out of it. The tendrils continued to wrap their way around Battal, encasing him, suffocating him. He grasped desperately for the nearest sword, but it was too far. It was over. He was dead. The tendrils reached his neck before a catlike shape burst out of the forest, leaping onto the creature. It swung around, trying to shake the newcomer off, but it had a good grip. It began tearing the tendrils from the shadow's main body. The creature shrieked, its body going into uncontrollable spasms before turning into liquid and splattering the clearing in shadowy goop. Battal shakily got to his feet, as Willette stood up, back in human form. "Nice save." He managed, before he drowned in his own blood from internal injuries and died on the spot. (What a surprise, the longest one so far is the one where the most death happens.) 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 Damn. And all that possible Vitae, wasted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HoneyHam Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KidneyBeanBoy Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 I never got the idea of combat in literature. It's a job that many forms of media can do infinitely better. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MilleniumCount Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 I never got the idea of combat in literature. It's a job that many forms of media can do infinitely better.Depends on how charged your ''Imagination Reactors'' are. In fact graphical media, like movie or comic, do it easier but not necessarily better. A good written fight can immerse you as well as a movie scene. It's just another part of your brain involved. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TRENTOMINOUS Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 I don't get the reference...is it that weird court of tailors thing I've been hearing about? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MilleniumCount Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 is it that weird court of tailors thing I've been hearing about?Hmmm?Is it because they talk about a mysterious Lord H? That could mean anything from Horton to Holdemort. And the fact, that there is the possibility for a Court Member, of above average skill, to manufacture empty clothes that move on their own. Although the Coatmen are usually mute and aren't using weapons.I must say I really enjoy the unfolding story and am highly curious about the next installment. Yay ^ ^ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Battal Posted March 26, 2014 Author Share Posted March 26, 2014 I never got the idea of combat in literature. It's a job that many forms of media can do infinitely better.I did say it was needlessly in-depth. More of a test than anything. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wimpgang Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 Can I be part of this it sounds cool! Ribbit! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KidneyBeanBoy Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 (edited) Can I be part of this it sounds cool! Ribbit! Chapter 13: There was a man. He also was a frog. He croaked. Very loudly. Then a spider found him. He died. Edited March 26, 2014 by KidneyBeanBoy 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wimpgang Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 Chapter 13: There was a man. He also was a frog. He croaked. Very loudly. Then a spider found him. He died.That doesn't even make sense. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KidneyBeanBoy Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 That doesn't even make sense. Can I be part of this it sounds cool! Ribbit! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Willette Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 That doesn't even make sense.but it can make a good children book.... or a good reference to a cave spider story XD Nice job on the new segment, battal! Glad you could overcome writer's block for now!... Jakob... Mhahahahah, good name. Pahahahah, why is it funny it is such a good name 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Battal Posted March 26, 2014 Author Share Posted March 26, 2014 Segment 12 1/2There was a man. He also was a frog. He croaked. Very loudly. Then a spider found him. He died. Segment Thirteen"The Unlucky Number" Tela-Manus dragged himself away from the bloodstained clearing, his hand clutched to a gaping would in his side. Viscous liquid poured from the cut onto the forest floor, hissing and steaming upon contact with the dry leaves. He knew he was dying, but all the same knew he must inform Lord H of the battle. Reaching a large rock wall covered in faded markings, Tela reached up with all his strength and put his hand into a crevice in the stone. "Apertum, et sanguis meus vere est corpus umbris nox." He whispered. The marks glowed with dark energy, and the door split into thirteen pieces. Beyond, nothing could be seen but a faint red glow. Tela-Manus pulled himself into this glow, and vanished with a puff of smoke. The door reformed and the marks faded once more, as if nothing had happened at all. The warrior bowed his head before the pale white eyes burning out of the darkness, then rose. "Lord H...we have failed you. The Deus Mortem escaped." The eyes narrowed. "Where are the rest of your little band, Tela Manus?" The warrior lowered his eyes. "They...they are dead. Only I escaped." Laughter rang out from the dark. "You will wish you hadn't, Tela." Shadowy hands slithered out of the darkness towards the warrior, prompting him to fall to his knees in terror. "No, wait! Please! There...there were others!" The hands stopped in their tracks. "Others? Impossible. I only brought one in. Him." "No. There were others in the clearing. Five others, in fact. You must believe me!" The eyes widened in surprise. They considered for a moment, and then, the hands fully withdrew. "Thank you for your aid, Tela-Manus. This information is invaluable." The hands rushed in again, grabbing the warrior by his legs and head. They lifted him into the air, and began to pull. The warrior screamed in pain as his torso began to separate from his lower body. "But I cannot allow failure." Black liquid splattered the clearing, and the screaming abruptly stopped. The hands flung the limp pieces aside, and vanished into the shadows. Lord H began to laugh as the eyes closed, leaving nothing but the small circle of light and the bloody corpse within. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KidneyBeanBoy Posted March 26, 2014 Share Posted March 26, 2014 but it can make a good children book.What would the moral be? Be quiet or your *** gets messed up? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Battal Posted March 27, 2014 Author Share Posted March 27, 2014 but it can make a good children book.... or a good reference to a cave spider story XDThe hideous dog-sized spider was walking all aboutIt found a frog and tore its insides outIt chewed on its corpse, and, then it walked awayand the hideous dog-sized spider walked about again Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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