Post by The Jiggler on Jun 10, 2015 3:42:21 GMT -4
Years of War
By: Precisonfire23
Friðbert
Chapter I: The Citadel
"Welcome to the Box, Mr. Friðbert. We've heard rumors that you're... quite the 'creative' person." A lady in a white dress wearing a small, white folded hat with a blue trip and a golden pin with a 'G' it. She took out a bag of pills from a barred-off opening in the wall and popped them into Mr. Friðbert's mouth, then putting a thin tube into his mouth which poured water out. Afterwards, he began to feel dizzy, constantly ramming his body against the walls before finally getting knocked unconscious and falling asleep on the padding floor.
When Mr. Friðbert awoke, he was wearing nothing else save a loincloth and sandals. His forearm began to itch when he realized that a shard of metal was stuck in there. Attempting to pull it out only made him bleed and it itch worse. Deciding to go against the idea, Friðbert decided to press on towards the sound of a river. Once he arrived, he dipped his hands in a cupped-shape and drank it, not attempting to purify it from bacteria or parasites first. In the distance he heard shouting, a terrible screech from something inhumane, and gunshots. Quickly, he grabbed a large, pointy stick and rushed towards the sound with incredible speed. Navigating through the jungle appeared to be a second nature to him.
When he saw the column of fire clash into the tyrannosaurus-rex's chest, he thought he'd seen everything. Although, the strangest part was a small man with four eyes, short, black, pointy hair, and Elvish-esque ears. He didn't even have a regular mouth, it was a long tube with spikes running off of it. Meanwhile, a bunch of humans in their birthday suits painted blue and green were holding AK54s and AR15A4s. One even was holding a XM25, shooting at the T-Rex and especially trying to kill the little creature on the top of it's head. The only person clothed was a man in robes with a loincloth, full-faced mask, and some boots on and he was shooting columns of fire at the T-Rex.
Naturally, Friðbert
's instincts told him to book it but he decided to stay and see how it played out. Soon enough, a bullet had killed the T-Rex's rider and made the T-Rex flee from the battleground. The men cheered by raising their guns in the air, single-handedly. They began to loot the weird dwarf-rider when Friðbert
decided to make his entrance. At first, he approached the group with the pointy stick but decided that might make him look like a threat, so he threw it into the depths of the jungle. When one of them watching over the group scavenging spotted Friðbert
, he pointed his AK54 at him and shouted something in Italian.
Friðbert
just assumed it was "Get on the ground!" and did just that, lay belly-flat on the ground, interlocking both hands and putting them on his head. Three men came over, two of them hauled Friðbert
up and dragged him along and threw him in the back of a Jeep Wrangler, where he was gagged and restrained with handcuffs. He was also blindfolded to spicen up the situation. Great. Friðbert thought. First I see them take down a T-Rex and now they're kidnapping me. What could possibly go wrong?
The jeep stopped at the sound of a blacksmith, children playing, and the beating of African drums and maracas. Friðbert felt his loincloth jerked off and his privates played with. He tried to kick back the intruder to no success. They took off his blindfold and removed his gag to reveal a group of little girls and boys huddling around a few men. They were pointing at his pelvis and laughing. Then, the coldness of a metal blade slowly rubbed against his throat. The sound of someone flicking their tongue and then smacking their mouth made Friðbert shiver. Then the warm breath approached until finally, they nibble on the outer part of his ear.
"Hello sir," a man whispered, "such a small love-maker you have. Perhaps I should cut it off and end your humiliation?" The man said, making a cutting motion in front of Friðbert's eyes.Without reluctance, Friðbert jumped from the chair, kicked a guard before he could react and did his best to steal his gun and shoot the other guard before retreating behind a random hut. Friðbert heard the man yelling for more guards to capture the escapee. He found a saw and cut free of his restraints before actually beginning to use proper tactics. He hadn't that much of a view over the village or how many guards there were.
He decided to quickly look around his position. He saw a metal ring attached to the ground and instantly thought of a trapdoor leading down to somewhere. He jerked up the trapdoor with eagerness and closed it quietly before hastily descending down a ladder. It smelled rather delightful than disgusting on his journey down when he saw that it was an underground Gentlemen's Club. He was fascinated by the young women before taking a seat and grabbing a drink from the bar along with a biscuit and some grape jelly.
He watched the dancers with somewhat fascination until he realized that he doesn't have clothes on. He looked around and saw a hallway to a restroom. After entering, a man was peeing inside of a stall. Friðbert broke down the door and knocked the man out. Before the man slipped into the toilet, Friðbert grabbed him by the collar, only for his genitalia to be urinated on. Quickly wiping off the urine with a bit of toilet-paper, he undressed the man and stole his clothes. Friðbert began to freshen up when another man came in. He went into the stall and was reluctant to go in. Friðbert could view this from the mirror. Giving quick glances, Friðbert realized the man had his hand in his pocket and was slowly approaching him.
About eighty centimeters away, Friðbert quickly turned around and upper-cutted the man before kicking him in the balls. When the man clenched at his crotch to recover from the devastating blow, Friðbert reached inside of his pocket to find a knife. Deciding that their must be no witnesses, he cut open the man's throat and shoved him into the same stall as his other victim's.
I'll continue with chapter two if enough people like this. And provide feedback on how I can make it better!
By: Precisonfire23
Friðbert
Chapter I: The Citadel
"Welcome to the Box, Mr. Friðbert. We've heard rumors that you're... quite the 'creative' person." A lady in a white dress wearing a small, white folded hat with a blue trip and a golden pin with a 'G' it. She took out a bag of pills from a barred-off opening in the wall and popped them into Mr. Friðbert's mouth, then putting a thin tube into his mouth which poured water out. Afterwards, he began to feel dizzy, constantly ramming his body against the walls before finally getting knocked unconscious and falling asleep on the padding floor.
When Mr. Friðbert awoke, he was wearing nothing else save a loincloth and sandals. His forearm began to itch when he realized that a shard of metal was stuck in there. Attempting to pull it out only made him bleed and it itch worse. Deciding to go against the idea, Friðbert decided to press on towards the sound of a river. Once he arrived, he dipped his hands in a cupped-shape and drank it, not attempting to purify it from bacteria or parasites first. In the distance he heard shouting, a terrible screech from something inhumane, and gunshots. Quickly, he grabbed a large, pointy stick and rushed towards the sound with incredible speed. Navigating through the jungle appeared to be a second nature to him.
When he saw the column of fire clash into the tyrannosaurus-rex's chest, he thought he'd seen everything. Although, the strangest part was a small man with four eyes, short, black, pointy hair, and Elvish-esque ears. He didn't even have a regular mouth, it was a long tube with spikes running off of it. Meanwhile, a bunch of humans in their birthday suits painted blue and green were holding AK54s and AR15A4s. One even was holding a XM25, shooting at the T-Rex and especially trying to kill the little creature on the top of it's head. The only person clothed was a man in robes with a loincloth, full-faced mask, and some boots on and he was shooting columns of fire at the T-Rex.
Naturally, Friðbert
's instincts told him to book it but he decided to stay and see how it played out. Soon enough, a bullet had killed the T-Rex's rider and made the T-Rex flee from the battleground. The men cheered by raising their guns in the air, single-handedly. They began to loot the weird dwarf-rider when Friðbert
decided to make his entrance. At first, he approached the group with the pointy stick but decided that might make him look like a threat, so he threw it into the depths of the jungle. When one of them watching over the group scavenging spotted Friðbert
, he pointed his AK54 at him and shouted something in Italian.
Friðbert
just assumed it was "Get on the ground!" and did just that, lay belly-flat on the ground, interlocking both hands and putting them on his head. Three men came over, two of them hauled Friðbert
up and dragged him along and threw him in the back of a Jeep Wrangler, where he was gagged and restrained with handcuffs. He was also blindfolded to spicen up the situation. Great. Friðbert thought. First I see them take down a T-Rex and now they're kidnapping me. What could possibly go wrong?
The jeep stopped at the sound of a blacksmith, children playing, and the beating of African drums and maracas. Friðbert felt his loincloth jerked off and his privates played with. He tried to kick back the intruder to no success. They took off his blindfold and removed his gag to reveal a group of little girls and boys huddling around a few men. They were pointing at his pelvis and laughing. Then, the coldness of a metal blade slowly rubbed against his throat. The sound of someone flicking their tongue and then smacking their mouth made Friðbert shiver. Then the warm breath approached until finally, they nibble on the outer part of his ear.
"Hello sir," a man whispered, "such a small love-maker you have. Perhaps I should cut it off and end your humiliation?" The man said, making a cutting motion in front of Friðbert's eyes.Without reluctance, Friðbert jumped from the chair, kicked a guard before he could react and did his best to steal his gun and shoot the other guard before retreating behind a random hut. Friðbert heard the man yelling for more guards to capture the escapee. He found a saw and cut free of his restraints before actually beginning to use proper tactics. He hadn't that much of a view over the village or how many guards there were.
He decided to quickly look around his position. He saw a metal ring attached to the ground and instantly thought of a trapdoor leading down to somewhere. He jerked up the trapdoor with eagerness and closed it quietly before hastily descending down a ladder. It smelled rather delightful than disgusting on his journey down when he saw that it was an underground Gentlemen's Club. He was fascinated by the young women before taking a seat and grabbing a drink from the bar along with a biscuit and some grape jelly.
He watched the dancers with somewhat fascination until he realized that he doesn't have clothes on. He looked around and saw a hallway to a restroom. After entering, a man was peeing inside of a stall. Friðbert broke down the door and knocked the man out. Before the man slipped into the toilet, Friðbert grabbed him by the collar, only for his genitalia to be urinated on. Quickly wiping off the urine with a bit of toilet-paper, he undressed the man and stole his clothes. Friðbert began to freshen up when another man came in. He went into the stall and was reluctant to go in. Friðbert could view this from the mirror. Giving quick glances, Friðbert realized the man had his hand in his pocket and was slowly approaching him.
About eighty centimeters away, Friðbert quickly turned around and upper-cutted the man before kicking him in the balls. When the man clenched at his crotch to recover from the devastating blow, Friðbert reached inside of his pocket to find a knife. Deciding that their must be no witnesses, he cut open the man's throat and shoved him into the same stall as his other victim's.
I'll continue with chapter two if enough people like this. And provide feedback on how I can make it better!
