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From Death To Birth

Discussion in 'Forum Games' started by Xyphien, Apr 11, 2014.

  1. Xyphien
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    A game just like story telling, however, this takes a bit more thought as you are explaining his adventure from death. (1-5 lines at a time)

    Example:

    Death overcame him.
    The blazing fire was too much and engulfed him.
    The dragon gave a giant burst of fire, which is reluctantly caught with his shield.
    He saw a dragon
    Walking into the hallway, he opened up the last door.
    Finding a giant castle he decided to enter it.


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    Now that we have an example, let's start this off.

    Death overcame him.
     
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    Death overcame him.
    Exploding bits everywhere.
    A kind of pain unlike any thought possible.
    He moved so quickly, he struck so precisely.
    Then Kenshiro came along.
    It was a good day to be a biker in the post-apocalypse world.
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    @Falcon I erased your last line, and put it back as best as I could lol. Thought I hit reply, and began to erase it, then hit post by mistake >.> Feel free to add it back XD

    the wind was flowing through his hair as he rode his bike across the planes.
    Turning the ignition, he set off on his next adventure.
    Taking the map he just found out of his back pocket, he marked his next destination to go to.
    Searching their dead bodies, he found a map, as well as decided to take their motorcycles.
     
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    (Oh crap! I'm doing it wrong! Didn't realize the thread was to be one continuous story. Here's hoping nobody hates FotNS. ;> )

    Villagers died so pathetically easy.
    King would no doubt be happy but he wasn't satisfied.
    All the others bikers had already left, taking with them the spoils of their plunder.
    With a sickening crack, his iron club met skull.
    One last peasant stood, trembling.
     
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    Others got caught in the crossfire, coming from the automated gun attached on the motorcycle.
    Those who couldnt flee fast enough were mowed down, like a lawnmower cutting grass.
    He began walking around, his iron club swinging around his head.
    Unfortunately for the peasants, King was still angry for the death of one of his friends.
    "Dont kill us!" one of them said.
     
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    The bikers got off their motorcycles smiling evil, bloodthirsty grins.
    Motorcycles roared through the marketplace and the villagers screamed in terror, the men scrambling to take whatever arms they could.
    Finally they arrived at their next conquest, a half day ride from camp.
    He dreamed of one day meeting their leader King, who rewarded his minions well and allowed them to live as they enjoyed.
    It had been a month since he joined the Army of God.
     
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    He walked through the camp.
    He then stretched then walked out of his tent.
    He decided to get up from his bed.
    He woke up on his small bed, still feeling drowsy.
     

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