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G Shamshir

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I quickly closed the distance between us and, now standing directly infront of the cripled amature, trained my gun on his head. "W-Who are you?", he stutered.
"I am Marcus Gielhowse, you and your two compatriots were given an assighnment by a man I used to work for. You were told to kill a young woman in her early twenties with blond hair and green eyes. You were told that she would be waiting by herself in Dresden Central Station for the midnight train to Dusseldorf. What you wern't told is that her name is Elizabeth and that I won't allow her to die tonight.", I said, looking into the eyes of the visibly frightened twenty year old laying on the hard cement sidewalk before me. I began to walk past him, "Maybe I can make the train and Elizabeth and I can escape to Dusseldorf together," I began to think. But these thoughts were sharply interrupted by the sound of a gun's hammer clicking back. I imediatly turned around and put a round through the amature's head. As I walked over to his body, I could see the hammer pulled back on his gun, still clutched in his hand, "If he'd just given up, I would have let him live," I thought, "such a wasted life but as long as Elizabeth is safe it doesn't matter." Just then a female figure stepped out from the dark alleyway to my left and, before I could react, fired two rounds into my torso. As I was falling to the ground and darkness was closing in on me from every corner of my vision, I had just enough time to squeeze off one round, though I don't know where it went.
"Thank you for your time.", said the police officer standing by my hospital bed.
"Wait, there's something I need to ask you. Do you know if Elizabeth made it", I asked the officer, half-fearing the answer to my own question. He replied, "I don't know but they found the body of a young woman in her early twenties at the train station's entrance." My heart skiped a beat and I was sudenly filled with a sense of complete dread as though everything I fought for had

20-May-2010 05:04:13 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 06:15:39 by G Shamshir

AmunRa

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EDIT: Oh jeez. I seriously didn't mean to break your reserves.

Sorry.
~~Applicant information
Nickname (A name that would be shown in the member’s list): Scorch
Time Zone: Mountain Time Zone
Is English your first language (this will not lead to a more generous mark scheme, if you indicated otherwise): Yes
A story that demonstrates the best of your talent: None over 15 posts.
Number of story posts on the said story above (Must be more than 15): None over 15 posts. Maybe in the future as I expand my stories here on the RuneScape Stories Forum.
The QFC of your story: I’ll post one for a smaller story, ‘=-=Cheese=-=’
QFC: 49-50-475-60995456
Your specialties (Genre wise): Comedy Fiction.
Additional information about yourself (Things I should know about you): I haven’t been writing here for very long, but I do intend to continue writing on the RuneScape Stories Forum for right now. I specialize in Comedy Fiction, as I find them the most fun to write.
I DO want my entry and its complementary review to be archived in The Library.

20-May-2010 05:14:38 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 05:18:32 by AmunRa

AmunRa

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I will title this simply:
~Keldagrim~
An ancient and humble city buried underground, Keldagrim is the heart of everything metal in RuneScape. As masters of this ancient art called Mining, the Dwarves hold all of the secrets for Mining and have passed them down, generation to generation. From father to son, the secrets were passed down, and the skills obtained over hundreds of years of practice with them. It is here that our story begins, a man named James Coal. People have grown accustomed to simply referring to him as Coal.
Coal was not an ordinary Dwarf. He did*’t enjoy mining, or using those heavy pickaxes that often gave him blisters on his hands. What he really wanted to do was become a comedian. This was a joke to most people, because, well, Coal wasn’t funny at all. He could never make anyone laugh except when he did something stupid, and once his jokes were so bad that he awakened a rare skin disease known as “Oh Jeez!” This is because people often died of this disease saying “Oh Jeez!”
His family was rather ordinary, except for his uncle. His dad was a Master of Mining, and also a mentor for many young Dwarves. His mother was a Blacksmith who trained under Thurgo, Master of Smithing. His brother died in a mining accident while mining a rock which contained explosive gas. His uncle was a different story. He was a considered a “Giant,” mostly because he was a human. Also because every once in a while he would wake up bigger than a Troll for some reason. But that doesn’t matter. What does matter was that his uncle often donated cookies to homeless RuneScapers.
Coal had a very hard life for several reasons. One of the reasons was because his name was Coal, and he was allergic to it for some odd reason. Another was because he enjoyed playing with dolls. He played dolls whenever he could, day and night, night and day, day and night, night and day, day and night, night and day, day and night, night and day. One time he even pulled an all-nighter.

20-May-2010 05:14:39 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 05:16:35 by AmunRa

AmunRa

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It isn’t strange that every kid in Keldagrim knew his name, and made fun of him. Their comments ranged from “You play with dolls!” to “We’re gonna take your dolls and we’re gonna throw them in the Forge!” These comments did*’t bother Coal, for he was def.
Coal first came into contact with another person who liked dolls when a pack of goblin traders came to Keldagrim. There was a small boy named Rok, who loved to play with dolls. When he saw Coal playing with his dolls, he wandered over and asked if he could join him. Coal never answered because he was def. He did*’t see Rok there either, because I also forgot to mention he was blind.
Yes sir, Coal was def and blind. But this only slowed him down a little. He tripped over rocks every once in a while, stepped on pickaxes so they came up and hit him in the face, fell into the toilet a few times, but other than that everything was fine.
At age 23, Coal decided to move out.
“I am going to move out!” said Coal. “I am leaving Keldagrim for Varrock!”
He was crushed when no one answered. Little was he aware that he was actually near a bee hive when he said this, not at his house. He was allergic to bees. It was a funny afternoon.
After he received medical attention for his allergic reaction, Coal set off for Varrock. He got lost several times, ran into a few trees, got tangled in a few bushes, fell into a river or two, fell down a mountain, wandered into a Dragons Layer, and narrowly escaped a confrontation with a vicious squirrel bear thing.
When he finally made it to Varrock, he was hit by a cart of coal. He cried for 47 minutes.
When he finally finished crying, he stood back up. He was hit by another cart of coal. Life was messing with him today.
He then proceeded to walk towards the Varrock Castle. He fell into a pond.
When he finally got out, he continued his short journey. He ran into the Varrock Castle Wall. Anger began coming over him. He continued to walk forward, but ran into a tree.

20-May-2010 05:14:40 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 05:21:22 by AmunRa

AmunRa

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Infuriated, he broke out into opera. It sounded something like…
“OOOOOOHHH!!! SHALALALALALAL! LAAAA!!!”
His voice was so beautiful that it made several people cry, and some warriors passing by Varrock had their Run recharged to 100% fairly quickly. King Roald offered him a job, and began posting flyers around Gielenor requesting that all those musically gifted come speak to him.
Shortly after, Musicians began appearing all over RuneScape. We now often listen to them to recharge our Run faster.
Coal went on to also open the Grand Exchange.

20-May-2010 05:14:40 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 05:17:20 by AmunRa

AmunRa

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When I asked myself “What strange images have I used?” it wasn’t long before I had a few ideas for this. For one, a Dwarf playing with dolls is rather odd. Generally you think of them as rock hard miners that live in Keldagrim, but I took this and created a Dwarf that might have contradicted your original image of what a RuneScape Dwarf really is, and might have got you thinking about other things related to RuneScape Dwarves you may not have considered before.
What am I telling the reader? Well, my stories are not intended to have a specific message that will leave the reader thinking long after finishing my story. This is my desired result, as I write Fictitious Comedy stories. My stories are meant for entertainment, and generally I achieve this by taking ordinary things we have come to know and love about RuneScape and possibly telling a story from a perspective people normally don’t consider, and might actually find humorous.
What is it different that I have done? Well, looking briefly through the Stories Forum, people are often very serious with what they write and post. I can tell they spend a lot of time working on it and coming up with all of the little details that are involved in their story. I have broken away from this to simply provide stories that are both fictional and for the purpose of comedy. Looking at my story that I posted, you will see that I incorporate the idea of a Dwarf playing with dolls, a Goblin named Rok (Which you might have expected a RuneScape Troll to have instead), and the fact that Dwarves and Goblins interacting for trade is used in this story may not have been expected.

20-May-2010 05:15:12 - Last edited on 20-May-2010 05:24:13 by AmunRa

AmunRa

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Why is this piece of writing unique? This writing is unique for the reasons posted above. This writing is very loosely done, and geared towards that of comedy. Provoking a laugh or at least a smile is my desired result, even if the reader doesn’t actually post their reaction. My writings are open to criticism, and from the looks of it people could really rip them apart as they dissect every little detail of my story.

20-May-2010 05:17:49

G Shamshir

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just been taken away. "Please, could you tell me what she looked like?", I begged the officer just as he was about to leave the room. "She had short black hair and brown eyes; we think she bled to death from a gunshot wound sometime around 12:05.", he replied. "So she did make it.", I quietly said to myself, finaly fealing at peace. "you know, there's going to be an investigation now.", the officer said as he was about to leave. "It doesn't matter, so long as Elizabeth is alive, it doesn't matter.", I responded as he finaly left the room and I began to drift off to sleep.
It's funny, my illustrious criminal career began with stealing credit cards from wallets and now it ends here, in this hospital bed because a beautiful girl found out my boss was stealing credit card numbers from a video game website. I don't know where I'll go from here or even if I'll survive the night but I suppose as one life ends, another begins.

20-May-2010 05:26:41

G Shamshir

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Please treat this post and the 1 above as part of my app.
In my story "As One Life Ends" I departed from the normal stereotype of an action hero being someone completely dedicated to doing good and fighting evil. In fact the hero of my story, Marcus Gielhowse, worked for the same criminal organization that he stoped from killing Elizabeth for a very long time. Another difference between my story and most others is that it is set at one moment in a man's life; I did not attempt to tell his life's story and I did not go into detail about his past or the events leading up to this moment in his life. This is because I believe that a person's choices, under stress, and with a time limit say more about who they realy are than the things they choose do every day while gifted with the luxury of time. One of the things that makes my story unique is it's ambigueity regarding the main character's survival; in the end he may live, find Elizabeth, and live happily ever after, he could live and go to jail for the rest of his life, or he could die from his wounds. In the end his fate is each individual reader's choise. Another unique quality of my story is that it treats RuneScape as it is in real life and is infact set in real life. If you were looking for my story's relevancy to Runescape you may find it among the last lines when Marcus refferences his boss stealing credit card numbers from a video game website. Thusly although this story would apear at first glance to have no relevance to RuneScape, none of the events in its plot could have occured without it. Some of the images I used are the bright full moon in a dark sky, with the moon representing Marcus's heroic Choice to save Elizabeth and the dark sky representing the criminal deeds of his past, and the city of Dresden, which was burned to the ground in WWII and rebuilt, as a symbol of rebirth and second chances. In the end I am trying to tell my readers that regardless of past choices, you can allways find redemption.

20-May-2010 06:02:30

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Sonicteej

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I would like to enter
Shadowteej
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My god wars story is my only story thread right now
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Good at making reasons or comebacks

One day, my buds and I were trying to kill the King Black Dragon. I was up there, at its forearm, whipping its shoulder. It moved its front claw, blasting me into a cave wall with a huge cloud of gray smoke. I was low on life points. I had 3 of them. Thank goodness for constitution update! However, I had already gobbled up my carnivorous munchies (sharks) and would not last long. All of a sudden a chicken came out of nowhere and offered me a pie. I happily obliged, not wanted to die. I felt reinvigorated as the pie filled my life points. My limbs surging with adreneline, I whipped the life out of my malevolent enemy. The next day, my buds and I went KBD slaying again. As my unit ran low on life points, the chicken appeared again on the other side of the grotto. My friend and I sprinted for it. The companion was about to get it, so I gave him a little shove, just enough for me to get this. Little did I know, this ‘shove’ was a push straight into the KBD’s jaws.
The chicken is supposed to represent bad habits and people. If you end up liking bad habits or people, you might be throwing your friends right into the jaws of a KBD. The player was probably just happy after he ate the pie, but later felt guilt bombard onto him in the form of chimchompas.

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