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Hello, and welcome to the first ever Fandom Games, hosted by the one and only Stormrage, and her AE, Lyra! Well, to be exact, written by Lyra, since I (Storm) will be in the games.
Lyra: Sup.
Stormrage: Now before I go making a character sheet so you guys can enter, I will be laying down some rules:
Lyra: Ugh, rules.
Storm:
RULES:
1.) THIS IS NOT AN RP. I will be writing the story. Your feelings can be expressed through journal entries and dreams.
2.) No AEs permitted. Ms. Higgins is only here because this whole thing was her idea.
3.) Twelve characters (Cbers) from twelve different districts (fandoms). The Cap will stay twelve (any body who enters after the cap is reached will be ignored) and no fandom overlaps (be creative! Search your soul) The writing will start when all 12 spots are filled.
4.) there will only be one victor. If this thread survives the victor can write the next Fandom Games.
5.) if it makes me happy, I will kill you. :)
6.) Your appearance must relate to your fandom somehow. Ex. If your from the Inheritance cycle, you could be an elf or dwarf, but if your from Starwars you could be a human Jedi or a clone.
BE EXCACT WITH YOUR APPERANCE, please!!!
CHARACTER SHEET
Name:
Age:
appearance:
Personality:
Fandom:
Weapon:
Training Score:
Racial/Fandom Bonus a (up to three allowed):
MY CHARACTER;
Name: Stormrage
Age: 13
Race: NA'Vi
appearance: Royal blue skin with dark highlights and markings. Her black hair is in on long sweeping braid that reaches the grond behind her. Eyes like fresh Amber fill their sockets. Her nose, since she is a NA'Vi, is a purple grey. Her ears are large and very exact. Her tail is the same blue she is, with a black bob of fur on the end. A garnet and silver chain top covers her chest, and she wears a thickly woven war loincloth around her waist. If you have watched the movie, you probably know this allows maximum maneuvering.
Personality: Sensitive, Bold, harsh, Introverted, loner, sarcastic
Fandom: James Cameron's " Avatar "
Weapon: A large bow made of a strong wood, decorated with feathers and an ivory inlay. It's string is nearly unsnappable
Training Score: 9
Racial/Fandom Bonus (up to three allowed):
1.) bones reinforced with a natural carbon fiber, making them hard to break (racial)
2.) incredibly agile (racial)
3.) A skilled marksman ( both racial and fandom)
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
submitted by Stormrage
(July 9, 2016 - 2:15 pm)
(July 9, 2016 - 2:15 pm)
Np, guys! ;))))
SOOOOO FUNNY!!!!!! I love it!! Keep up the great work!
(July 12, 2016 - 6:46 pm)
Glad you guys are liking it!
The plan is for four teams to form ( Not saying who is all together yet) and then have four sections per part...
(July 11, 2016 - 6:44 pm)
And my character is insane. Like, really insane. The influence of Emerakrul has warped her signifigantly.
(July 11, 2016 - 9:49 pm)
PART TWO
Anne Falkanrath grinned as the lifeless body lumped to the ground- its brown, jaw length hair missing in clumps and matted, and previously blue-green eyes fading quickly to a milky white. The bite mark on the side of her neck, the slit throat, and still oozing gashes proved too much for the pitiful pile of human flesh. The cannon sounded, making Anne's sensitive ears ring.
Anne turned to see a wizard and a little girl fighting. The girl had a space blaster of sorts- and the wizard had a intracatly carved stick that glew and let off a orange light. The girl went flying, and fired her blaster mid-flight. It hit the wizard in the chest, and letting go of his wand,he fell to his knees.
Anne slinked closer, staying in the shadows. The girl was running off, away from the wizard. The canon had not souded: the wizard had not yet died. Anne charged over to him, reading her sword.
"Please-" He coughed and sputtered "Dont... Kill me."
Anne laughed then drew the blade quickly over his throat. She sheathed her sword then turned and walked away, speeding up after the canon roared triumphently again.
All around the cournicopia was bloodstained snow. Anne found it comforing.
At this point she was sprinting through the auttumn woods, trying to escape before she was targeted. Soon, she broke through the trees into a grasssy meadow, filled with butterflies and flowers.
Ane was starting to understand why this arena was called The Four Intervals Arena now. This was spring: and somewhere beyond it was summer.
She jogged through the meadow, thinking she was safe.
A roar sounded above her, and looking up she could see the sillouwete of a dragon, ad it landed infront of her, shaking the ground. Anne caught herself and watched as a human clambered off of the back of the dragon. The dragon turned into a red aura then was sucked into a multicolored sphere in the humans hand. The human then approached her.
"Hey."
Anne stayed silent, gripping the hilt of her sword.
"Want to team?" The girl asked, returning the sphere to her belt, where there where in total six.
"Okay." Anne said.
'She will be easy prey..' Anne thought, as she followed the girl deeper into the meadow.
~~~
Owlgirl walked through the woods quickly,the heavy backpack she grabbed from the cournicopia slowing her. The Demigod hoped there was food in the bag- after carrying this stupid pack she would need it.
A branch snapped to her right, a large, lion sized cat looked at her, pinned its ears and hissed.
Owlgirl drew her sword, then dropped it. The cat let its ears up, cocking her head.
"Team." Owlgirl said. The cat stayed slient, and Owlgirl could practicly see the gears in the oversized houscat's head turning, processing the offer.
"Sure. Dont try anything- my paws are the size of your face." She said "Whats your name?"
"Owlgirl. Yours?"
"Im Butterflypaw."
Owlgirl bit her tounge to keep from laughing. Butterfly paw rolled her eyes. "Lets go." She said, and Owlgirl followed her.
A girl dropped from the multi-colored trees above them. Her wavy black hair was in a high ponytail, and her light-medium armored apperal made little noise as she landed.
"Care to take in another refugee in your team?" She asked "My name's September.
Owlgirl smiled. "Well September, your welcome to join us."
September walked over to Butterflypaw and Owlgirl.
"My names Owlgirl, and the huge cat is Butterflypaw." Owlgirl said, examining September carefully. Her arms where coveded in symbols.
"We better move quick- i seen people a while ago behind the way i came."
And with that, the three ran through the woods, the meadow on the colored horizion.
~~~
St.Owl panted heavily and clutched her blaster tightly as she ran through the trees. After the wizard, she was tramutized.
She found a tree in the shape of a "V". She climed it, using it as a ladder to get into the higher trees. Birds (and probabaly people) made the trees shake and leaves spin to the wooded floor. She tired her bet to stay silent and move quickly.
Below her, she could see two figures- one seemingly human and one that was freakishly tall and had blue skin.
The Blue One flicked her ears and quickliy drew her bow. She didnt draw an arrow, though.
The Blue One looked up at St.Owl. St.Owl panicked, and fell through the branches, landing at the two's feet. The human tensed and stepped back. St.Owl sensed a cold aura around the human, and a dangerous one around the blue figure.
"Stand up small one." The BLue One said. St.Owl stood. "Come with us, we'll keep you safe."
St.Owl nodded.
"Whats your names?"
"Stormrage, just call me Storm." Said The Blue One
"Brook." Said the human.
Branches behind the three snapped, as another triad revealed themelves: A cat, and two humans- one medium armored and one not. The cat's fur bristled.
Stormrage drew an arrow and fired it into the non armored humans shoulder. Lucky for the girl the arrow wasnt dipped in the nirotoxin it was at home. The girl grimaced at Storm.
"St.Owl." Said St.Owl as she aimed her blaster at the cat. It missed, but the cat lept at the trio, letting its claws out...
~~~
TO BE CONTINUED
(July 12, 2016 - 3:47 pm)
Hahahahahhahahahahah!
That was brilliant! I think you must have been reading Eldritch Moon story! That was perfect!
(July 12, 2016 - 4:20 pm)
Could I ask a favor? If my character dies, could I do a post? It would be sort of taking over a bit of the story, but it would only affact my character? Would that be too much to ask?
(July 12, 2016 - 4:34 pm)
Soooo...am I dead?
(July 12, 2016 - 5:40 pm)
I... may have killed you. I am sorry if I did...
(July 12, 2016 - 6:19 pm)
yep
(July 12, 2016 - 6:24 pm)
Again I say: ah, kriff...
(July 13, 2016 - 2:08 pm)
Cant wait for more!
Wow, Anne, you're bloodthirsty.
(July 12, 2016 - 7:24 pm)
The author is really good at doing a vampiric bloodrush, and that is a key part of the vampires on Innistrad, but my extra hands didn't get mentioned:(
(July 13, 2016 - 9:39 am)
I'm not exactly sure that teaming with a near maniac was a good idea. But then I have a fire breathing dragon, so I think I'm good for now. *nervously pats charizard*
(July 12, 2016 - 8:00 pm)
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(July 12, 2016 - 6:48 pm)
ARUA ABNEY
AGE 18
APPEARANCE FIERY RED HAIR HAIR IN PONYTAIL FRECKLES LIGHT BLUE EYES PALE SKIN SHE WEARS A BLACK SKIN TIGHT SUIT ( LIKE BLACK WIDOW) BLACK BOOTS FIT AND SKINNY
PERSONAILTY STUBBORN FELXIABLE SMART RISK TAKER GREAT FIGHTER FIRECE
FANDOM STAR WARS JEDI
WEAPON PURPLE DOUBLE BLADED LIGHTSABER
TRAINING SCORE 11
1; HAS THE FORCE (RACIAL AND FANDOM )
2: JUMP HIGH AND FAR ( RACIAL AND FANDOM )
3: JEDI MIND TRICKS ( RACIAL AND FANDOM)
(July 13, 2016 - 12:37 pm)