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SNIPER was bored. So what if monsters had begun attacking the city again? There was nothing he could do about it. If those other stupid idiots he sometimes called his friends wanted to try to stop them, let them. He didn't want to go looking for any stupid sword.
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"So where the hell has SNIPER gone now?" asked Your Honour, turning to the other members of the party.
Grix shrugged, there were much bigger things to worry about than the whereabouts of SNIPER.
Ant however had seen SNIPER disappear, so decided to speak up "Well, he said we were a bunch of stupid morons trying to find this sword, and went off that way." Ant pointed towards a meadow.
"Well if he doesn't care about our homes being destroyed and us being enslaved then so be it. I do, and I vow to find the Sword of Nogard, and slay those foul beasts that attack our homes!" Cried Your Honour, and the three of them set off into the forest.
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SNIPER continued to wander through the meadow, it was a beautiful day, the suns were bright and the sky clear. Walking through the waist high grass amongst the butterfly was something that always helped to cheer SNIPER up. Maybe he should catch up with his friends he thought, and he too headed for the forest.
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pb marched up to FantasyMeister. "You can't keep sending our men out to die! We only have limited resources, and cannot fight them out there in the fields!"
"Then what would you suggest pb, letting those beasts inside our city walls, letting them slaughter our wives and feed on our children?" Replied FM looking down on pb.
"But we cannot hold out forever. We need help!" said pb shaking his head, as he walked away.
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SNIPER's mood had again changed for the worse. Where were those stupid idiots now? SNIPER looked round to see something catching the light in a clearing nearby. Maybe it was his friends! He ran into the clearing.
Moments later he realised that it was not his friends in the clearing, but something much more special. Stuck in the ground was a sword. The sword of Nogard! As SNIPER approached it he suddenly felt a chill in the air. The skies had clouded over, and the wind had picked up to such an extent that the trees creaked. If SNIPER could retrieve the sword, he would be a hero! No more would he be laughed at!
SNIPER grabbed the sword and pulled with all of his might. He could feel the first drops of a violent rain storm lash against his face. Still he pulled on the sword, until it gave up it's hold on the ground. SNIPER could feel great power within him as he held it.
He held it toward the skies as a sign of victory.
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Grix didn't like this change in the weather. Not one bit. Why had it changed so suddenly? He could feel something strange in the air. "That way!" He cried, pointing towards a clearing nearby as thunder crashed in his ears and lightning lit up the skies.
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"Aaaarghhhh!" Cried SNIPER as he was thrown to the ground. A lightning bolt had struck the sword and flowed through his body.
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Your Honour was the first into the clearing. "It's SNIPER" he said, "Or at least it was...." he said, looking at the charred remains of his former companion.
"It looks as if we weren't the first at the scene" Said Ant, pointing towards some footprints leading out of the clearing. Next to these was a strange track, much like that that would be left be a sword, being dragged through grass........
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"So where the hell has SNIPER gone now?" asked Your Honour, turning to the other members of the party.
Grix shrugged, there were much bigger things to worry about than the whereabouts of SNIPER.
Ant however had seen SNIPER disappear, so decided to speak up "Well, he said we were a bunch of stupid morons trying to find this sword, and went off that way." Ant pointed towards a meadow.
"Well if he doesn't care about our homes being destroyed and us being enslaved then so be it. I do, and I vow to find the Sword of Nogard, and slay those foul beasts that attack our homes!" Cried Your Honour, and the three of them set off into the forest.
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SNIPER continued to wander through the meadow, it was a beautiful day, the suns were bright and the sky clear. Walking through the waist high grass amongst the butterfly was something that always helped to cheer SNIPER up. Maybe he should catch up with his friends he thought, and he too headed for the forest.
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pb marched up to FantasyMeister. "You can't keep sending our men out to die! We only have limited resources, and cannot fight them out there in the fields!"
"Then what would you suggest pb, letting those beasts inside our city walls, letting them slaughter our wives and feed on our children?" Replied FM looking down on pb.
"But we cannot hold out forever. We need help!" said pb shaking his head, as he walked away.
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SNIPER's mood had again changed for the worse. Where were those stupid idiots now? SNIPER looked round to see something catching the light in a clearing nearby. Maybe it was his friends! He ran into the clearing.
Moments later he realised that it was not his friends in the clearing, but something much more special. Stuck in the ground was a sword. The sword of Nogard! As SNIPER approached it he suddenly felt a chill in the air. The skies had clouded over, and the wind had picked up to such an extent that the trees creaked. If SNIPER could retrieve the sword, he would be a hero! No more would he be laughed at!
SNIPER grabbed the sword and pulled with all of his might. He could feel the first drops of a violent rain storm lash against his face. Still he pulled on the sword, until it gave up it's hold on the ground. SNIPER could feel great power within him as he held it.
He held it toward the skies as a sign of victory.
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Grix didn't like this change in the weather. Not one bit. Why had it changed so suddenly? He could feel something strange in the air. "That way!" He cried, pointing towards a clearing nearby as thunder crashed in his ears and lightning lit up the skies.
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"Aaaarghhhh!" Cried SNIPER as he was thrown to the ground. A lightning bolt had struck the sword and flowed through his body.
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Your Honour was the first into the clearing. "It's SNIPER" he said, "Or at least it was...." he said, looking at the charred remains of his former companion.
"It looks as if we weren't the first at the scene" Said Ant, pointing towards some footprints leading out of the clearing. Next to these was a strange track, much like that that would be left be a sword, being dragged through grass........
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Er-no wondered why FM pb and sheepy had ignored him when he burst into the clearing earlier. Perpahs it was a mistake by the author, or perhaps (he shuddered as he thought this..) it was because he was becoming ever more like sniper. Still, no time to mess around. God forbid he should let a dead and superfluous character such as himself dissapear from the story.
Er-no climbed the hill to the old mans hut. He was sure theyhad gone in here, and if only he could find them, he just might be able to integrate himself back into the story. As he passed an open window on the side of the hut, he was thikning to himself: what does fate have in store for me? Will I have a rolé to play in this story, or will I merely be the subject of a series of unfortunate coincidences?
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pb lined up for the second shot. Five shots left, four apples to hit.
"So you can afford to miss three." the old man said.
pb ignored him, and concentrated on the matter in hand. He lined up the shot. He wasnot nervous any more, and his hand was steady. He knew he could do this. He started squessing on the trigger, and allowed himself a sly smile.
At this, the monkey went ballistic and screached and screamed with all it's lungs in its furious rage. This served to put pb off quite badly, and, coincidentally his arrow flew out of a particular open window in the side of the hut....
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Ant had formulated a cunning plan for the invasion of the house. He wasn't going to tell anyone quite yet, because he was only thinking this to keep the plot fresh in people's minds.
Er-no climbed the hill to the old mans hut. He was sure theyhad gone in here, and if only he could find them, he just might be able to integrate himself back into the story. As he passed an open window on the side of the hut, he was thikning to himself: what does fate have in store for me? Will I have a rolé to play in this story, or will I merely be the subject of a series of unfortunate coincidences?
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pb lined up for the second shot. Five shots left, four apples to hit.
"So you can afford to miss three." the old man said.
pb ignored him, and concentrated on the matter in hand. He lined up the shot. He wasnot nervous any more, and his hand was steady. He knew he could do this. He started squessing on the trigger, and allowed himself a sly smile.
At this, the monkey went ballistic and screached and screamed with all it's lungs in its furious rage. This served to put pb off quite badly, and, coincidentally his arrow flew out of a particular open window in the side of the hut....
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Ant had formulated a cunning plan for the invasion of the house. He wasn't going to tell anyone quite yet, because he was only thinking this to keep the plot fresh in people's minds.
...the face which he lost earlier in the story, remember this is part Sniper part er-bot that makes this er-bot indestructable!!
...gets shot in the face.
er-no with the legs of Sniper walks into the story and...
SHEEPY warily went and stood by the wall. Pb was handed a bow and a quiver full of arrows.
"You have 6 arrows, there are five apples that I will put on the sheep's head. You can therefore miss," The mans lips moved as he tried to work out the complex maths that were involved, "twice."
SHEEPY looked at pb. They were both surprised, the old man was supposed to be All Knowing. After his display with the maths, they now doubted this.
"-" Began pb.
"He can miss two? Right. Okay. No problem. Thats alright isnt it pb. You can only miss two." Pb looked confused for a little while, then realization dawned.
"No worries SHEEPY, I can hit fou..."
"Five" Interrupted SHEEPY
"Five. Yeah. Right. Okay. I got it."
pb inserted the first arrow into the crossbow with a barely audible click. It sounded very loud to pb. He wiped a bead of sweat away from his forehead, brought the crossbow round to bear on the apple. Suddenly pb noticed all of the details of the pillar behind SHEEPY. He noticed every crack, every growth of moss. He realised what SHEPPY meant to him. They had been friends for, what, 15 years? It must be close to that.
The end of the crossbow was weaving in circles, he was unable to keep it steady. What if he missed? You'll kill him, he told himself. He had to get it right. He had to concentrate, that was the key.
He started to concentrate, the crossbow started to move in ever smaller circles, narrowing in on the apple on top of SHEEPY's head. He started to slowly pull the trigger, easy movements, he told himself, squeeze the trigger, don't snatch it. He squeezed, holding just before the arrow would be fired. He just knew that if he fired now, it would hit the apple. It was almost as though he had lined up the arrow with a notch in the air. Whatever happened, it would hit the apple.
pb squeezed the trigger that little bit more, the string released. He could see the arrow, in slow motion, leave the crossbow. It travelled through the groove in the air, just as he felt it would. Suddenly, the world rushed back to its normal speed. The arrow exploded into the apple, bits flying everywhere.
Pb walked up to the pillar to see the arrow embedded into the solid stone. Buried, up to halfway along the shaft, into the stone.
"You have 6 arrows, there are five apples that I will put on the sheep's head. You can therefore miss," The mans lips moved as he tried to work out the complex maths that were involved, "twice."
SHEEPY looked at pb. They were both surprised, the old man was supposed to be All Knowing. After his display with the maths, they now doubted this.
"-" Began pb.
"He can miss two? Right. Okay. No problem. Thats alright isnt it pb. You can only miss two." Pb looked confused for a little while, then realization dawned.
"No worries SHEEPY, I can hit fou..."
"Five" Interrupted SHEEPY
"Five. Yeah. Right. Okay. I got it."
pb inserted the first arrow into the crossbow with a barely audible click. It sounded very loud to pb. He wiped a bead of sweat away from his forehead, brought the crossbow round to bear on the apple. Suddenly pb noticed all of the details of the pillar behind SHEEPY. He noticed every crack, every growth of moss. He realised what SHEPPY meant to him. They had been friends for, what, 15 years? It must be close to that.
The end of the crossbow was weaving in circles, he was unable to keep it steady. What if he missed? You'll kill him, he told himself. He had to get it right. He had to concentrate, that was the key.
He started to concentrate, the crossbow started to move in ever smaller circles, narrowing in on the apple on top of SHEEPY's head. He started to slowly pull the trigger, easy movements, he told himself, squeeze the trigger, don't snatch it. He squeezed, holding just before the arrow would be fired. He just knew that if he fired now, it would hit the apple. It was almost as though he had lined up the arrow with a notch in the air. Whatever happened, it would hit the apple.
pb squeezed the trigger that little bit more, the string released. He could see the arrow, in slow motion, leave the crossbow. It travelled through the groove in the air, just as he felt it would. Suddenly, the world rushed back to its normal speed. The arrow exploded into the apple, bits flying everywhere.
Pb walked up to the pillar to see the arrow embedded into the solid stone. Buried, up to halfway along the shaft, into the stone.
In a forest a girl was running. Behind her, giant footsteps we're crashing through the trees and getting nearer and nearer.
Just when she'd thought that she'd got away from this forum for good, some plonker had written her into one of the stories and had Fogmaster the giant chasing her.
It got to the point where she could no longer run.
She fell over and waited for the giant to get her.
Looking into the sky she saw the bottom of a giant shoe go past and land ahead of where she was lying.
The giant had gone right past her. He hadn't been chasing her - he'd just been walking through the forest!
As she caught her breath she remembered why she'd left the forum. It'd been fine until she'd met Grix.
Grix himself had been fine and friendly. When his BRAIN asked her out though... well it was a little disturbing and despite Grix scolding his brain very harshly for it, she ran off with a game instead.
Just when she'd thought that she'd got away from this forum for good, some plonker had written her into one of the stories and had Fogmaster the giant chasing her.
It got to the point where she could no longer run.
She fell over and waited for the giant to get her.
Looking into the sky she saw the bottom of a giant shoe go past and land ahead of where she was lying.
The giant had gone right past her. He hadn't been chasing her - he'd just been walking through the forest!
As she caught her breath she remembered why she'd left the forum. It'd been fine until she'd met Grix.
Grix himself had been fine and friendly. When his BRAIN asked her out though... well it was a little disturbing and despite Grix scolding his brain very harshly for it, she ran off with a game instead.
"Get it off! Get it off!" pb shouted, as he tumbled over backwards with the monkey attached to his face. The old man clapped his hands twice, and the monkey climbed into his cage.
pb rose to his feet, looking rather red-faced.
"You have passed the first phase of the trial; the test of mind. Now it is time for the second phase, the test of your body. You must use a crossbow to shoot an apple from the head of your friend sheepy. You must do this whilst balancing on a greased barrel."
"No chance." said sheepy "You remember that time FM had to write the batlle report? He stabbed himself in the FOOT with the quill, for heavens sake!"
"You've got to do your bit, sheepy" pb said. "I'd do it if I were in your position, but I'm not." pb smiled again. This time Sheepy attacked him.
pb rose to his feet, looking rather red-faced.
"You have passed the first phase of the trial; the test of mind. Now it is time for the second phase, the test of your body. You must use a crossbow to shoot an apple from the head of your friend sheepy. You must do this whilst balancing on a greased barrel."
"No chance." said sheepy "You remember that time FM had to write the batlle report? He stabbed himself in the FOOT with the quill, for heavens sake!"
"You've got to do your bit, sheepy" pb said. "I'd do it if I were in your position, but I'm not." pb smiled again. This time Sheepy attacked him.
FantasyMeister put an X in the top right, and drew a line through the three X's.
Pb smiled, and the monkey attacked him.
Pb smiled, and the monkey attacked him.
The monkey replied with an 'X' in the bottom left.
pb smiled soome more.
pb smiled soome more.
After a day of thinking, FantasyMeister put his X in the middle.
Pb smiled.
Pb smiled.
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