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Unnamed Text Based Adventure Game RulesSo your quest begins in the dangerous world of Farixio, you can be one of three heroes, choose wisely. Each has their own story. The name of your hero is up to you.
You are a fat and rounded monk, who specialises in incredibly powerful holy powers, you also have good defence due to a magic cloak. However you have a serious weakness in speed and stamina due to your nasty eating habits.
Your an outsider to other priests, rejected after allowing a thief to drink holy water in your church. Unlike many you do not follow the sacred book to the letter, you use it as a guide and sometimes even disagree with its teachings. You do this as you strongly believe some pages are forged by others as a way of gaining power over the masses. Your only goal is to try and teach the hateful world to love itself and its people.
Base Status (stats)
Starting Zagats: 200
Inventory space: 40 spaces, its handy having that large bag.
Untitled (1)The girl starred curiously at the purple glow outside, eyes filled with an inexperienced curiosity, the kind only seen in the innocence of children. “Grandpa, what’s that outside?” She asked. The old man smiled and shuffled to the window, just as the glow faded he managed to catch a glimpse.
“Abigail, you must be seeing things nothings out there but fog.” he chuckled with a old musty voice.
“But!” she protested “I saw something I swear, it was bright purple, and glowing.” he shook his head but still kept his pleasant smile.
“Nonsense! , now of to bed with you, its past your bedtime.” Abigail frowned and looked outside again “I’m not sleepy though!”
He sighed deeply, then looked out with her, the fog appeared to becoming unnaturally thick. It moved like a snake, slowly slivering down from the mountains on the east side it engulfed their tiny village as if prey. The only people outside now were guards, wa
FreedomMany dream about complete freedom, but freedom is scary.
Yes theres no one to tell you what to do anymore! You are free to do all you please, you can do that one thing you always wanted to do. You don’t have to go to any parties, you don’t have to go to school, you don’t have to arrive at work you can just go where you want, when you want, and enjoy yourself.
So you do that, then you notice, after you break that routine of going to work and then getting back home, you start to go to the same place with your friends, you try different beers and tell different stories but eventually, things will change. It will become dull, so you try something new right? The weird thing is, you probably won’t. You see, humans don’t like change, and leaving your buds to go do something new is likely going to hurt someones feelings and since theres one telling you what to do when you want to change something only you are responsible not your job, not your wife. You can’
The strange soundA man's car breaks down next to a ancient building, living in said building were monks. They helped the man, as he had no where to go he was allowed to sleep there, they even agreed to fix his car.
During the night, he heard all kinds of sounds coming from a single room, the next night he asked them what the sound was and their reply was “I can’t tell you, you are not a monk.”
So in response the man decided he would become a monk, and went through many years of training, till he was officially able to find out what the sound was!
One of the monks, lead him to a wooden door. He took a wooden key and opened it, inside was a iron door, he took out a iron key and opened it. Inside was Ruby door, he took out a ruby key and opened it. Inside that door was a emerald door, so he took out a emerald key and opened that door too. Then there was the final door, the door that would finally reveal the source of the sound. The monk and the man looked upon the last door, it was a bri
The story of a deviant -Blind Trade-SonicInterface, or Sonic for short, was the name of a story writer found on a site called DevientArt. This Homosapiensapien is a real person, the description of said person will be fictional. Right lets see… Sonic was a big fat, no i’m kidding, Sonic was of average build, leaning slightly on the skinny side. His hair was a chestnut colour, and he had dark green eyes. In general, Sonic’s appearance was as average-joe as you could go for a story. I would add some amazing super powers, but I feel that would be pushing this fictional description… just a little too much.
Anyway, lets start this story before I bore you all half to death, along time ago in a galaxy far far away, on a thursday night, Sonic was on his computer, or… laptop (I DON’T KNOW O’K, lets just say its a computer because computers are pimp!) While on his computer, he was doing his daily check on notes, which is the equivalency of emails. Just as he thought he had answered al
Just Brian..The match was tense, pitching was Lizzie, Batting was Abbie. A shrunken down Sophie set as backstop, first base was Tom, second was Clair, and third was Blinkie.
All in all, the wait was what really caused the mood to be so tense, Abbie was determined to beat Lizzie’s high score of thirty runs not out and she only had one more run to go to win. Their eyes were locked in a seemingly eternal stone hard gaze, un flinching as they tried to figure out each over’s tactics purely from facial expressions. Then, Lizzie took a pose, her arm stretching right back for a special kind of throw, one that Abbie know well. This kind of throw was her famous speeding bullet, to blink now would be mean certain doom. The ball zoomed across the pitch, picking up dust as the low ball made its way to Abbie. “Hi.” Brian was able to say, moving right in front of Abbie as she began to swing, With a powerful strike the panther was sent into the sky like a rocket.
For the most part, Brian f
The Babysitting GigJenny sighed, leaning back on the couch with a smile. Before her, sitting on a blanket in front of the TV, was a small baby girl, playing with some blocks. "You having fun Emmy?" Jenny asked, leaning down a bit and watching her with a smile. Emmy cooed and babbled a bit, crawling over to pick up a block, banging it against another block.
Jenny giggled a little bit, leaning back again. It was a bit of a tiring job, babysitting, especially for a fifteen year old. It was especially hard earlier, when Emmy was crying and being fussy for seemingly no reason. But after a bath, some feeding and a bit of playtime, she seemed perfectly happy now! Of course, she spit up on her a little bit, causing Jenny to have to change into a hoodie and jeans, but otherwise everything was going fine!
She watched the baby play for a bit, before getting down on her knees, sitting next to her. "Having fun playin' with your blocks?" Jenny asked, picking her up and setting her in her lap. Emmy cooed in response, s
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TWG written assignment :P Ripplebreeze looked at the mess of cats. How shades, colors, and clans were all mixed together. Seeing how big a lot of the toms were, Ripplebreeze was kind of scared. She puffed out her chest. No, she wasn't going to be afraid. She would prove to Coalfur, to Stormwhisper, that she could defend herself and no cat was to small. She smirked, I should have made a bet with Stormwhisper that I would have come back with both eyes. Enough stalling! Get a move on Ripplebreeze. She tried to move, but her legs felt like they were personally glued to the ground. Not until she saw Fadingbreeze, underneath a tom. Her whole body burned with rage as she saw her "best" friend being clawed. She ran as fast as her paws could take her, dodging the cats, and headbutted him as hard as she could. He tumbled off her and Ripplebreeze turned to Fadingbreeze, "are you ok?!" Fadingbreeze got up, "Thank you." She huffed. Ripplebreeze stood by her, waiting for the cat to get
Strange Feelings (Short Story)How did I end up in this mess? I couldn't quite put what had happened. All I know is that I'm stuck with a girl, surrounded by food, and at a park hill with nobody around. I find this 'girl' unusual, but somewhat attractive. I mean, in a complicated way. I seem to want to be by her and then I don't, I don't know what it is, but something about her makes me feel all sorts of ways. We don't even have a relationship, but she makes it pretty obvious she wants to be next to me all the time. Sometimes it even gets annoying, especially when she drags me around everywhere. Bringing me to a picnic isn't what I usually do, so I sit quietly and think to myself.
"Toxic, are you going to eat or stare at that tree all day?" Sparkle asks, and pokes me in the arm as she said it. I jerk back in reflex, coming back to reality slowly.
"Oh, uh, what do you have?" I ask, feeling some guilt for ignoring her.
"Stuff." She said without thinking, probably. She pushed the basket of food towards me and crossed h
Ella the pony
species/Race: MLP pony
Current Residence: EverFree Forest
Age: 900 billion years old.
Appearance: slim build, has a stubby nose and a sun flower cutie mark. She also has long legs and deep green eyes.
Her most notable feature is her hair that appears not solid and more like a mist, it glows in the dark in the shade of pinkish purple. Her hair is long and reaches down to her knees when on all fours.
Personality: Very shy and very caring, especially since she looks after those that others hate and fear, she tries very hard to keep her dangerous flock of animals and monsters well behaved.
Abilities: despite shyness she is very athletic and fit, her reflexes, strength, speed and jump are beyond normal in skill of any earth pony. Her hair also has a mystical magic of its own that makes all that are near by it feel safe and secure.
History: She was born from nature, woven literally from magical vines from beneath the earth and brought to life with the magic of ever
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