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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........
er-no came running up behind him... screaming madly and waving a gun in the air...
Grix looked back to the sword... and the staff...
And then at Dan...
Grix picked up Dan, and swung him at er-no...
*CRACK*
er-no fell to the floor, dead. And yes... he was quite dead.
Grix put Dan down. "You ok Dan?"
"Oh yes."
"Good. Fancy tagging along then?"
"Err..."
Next to him was his trusty diamond sword which looked impressive if a bit oversized and he had a magic staff too only he seemed to have misplaced it somewhere.
It was going to turn up sooner or later, afterall, it was magical...
"Good call."
"Ah cr*p..."
Dragging his foot through the grass, he noticed Ant was lying down on the floor.
"Hey? What's up with you?"
Ant looked at Grix with a smile on his face....
"Whaasssupppp!"
*WHAP*
"Don't you EVER, say that again."
Ant nursed his broken nose as he nodded...
"Anyway, what's wrong with yo..."
Grix was interrupted half way through his sentance... well, approximately 87% of the way through his sentance, and was tossed into the air by a lumbering beast type creature that Ant didn't describe all too well.
"Ah..." Grix said, on his back. "I see."
Your Honour, Rav, Meka, and all the others that were in the party that have skipped my mind backed against the trees... if they were outside, and the walls, obviously, if they were inside.
Err... then what happened?
Oh yeah.
"Any ideas?" Your Honour said... to err...
"Nope." Ant. Yeah.
"I have one..." The wise Meka said.
"Oh yes?" They all said in unison. "What?"
"How about we run away?"
"Good idea!" They all said.
So they did.
"AAAARRRRGGGHHH!! Ant screamed as he charged at the beasts. He ran up to them, his sword held high, ready to destroy them.
He bought his sword down as hard as he could, and-
Ant's body vibrated as the sword hit the beast, but did not penetrate. In fact, it may'veh it it, but Ant's sword had almost been broken in half, and the force of his strike had caused it to rebound onto him.
Then, the beast stuck out it's hand, grabbed him by the throat, and threw him about 30 feet into the air.
Ant landed on his back with a thud.
"Oh.......crap," Grix said.
One of the things that brought Tarrant the most stress relief was popping forum stories to the top.
He did this and felt much better.
Soon he would have to go and see what was happening on the earth below, but for now he was just enjoying the popping.
"Any other wierd dislikes I should know about?" YH enquired.
"Well, Ant has a strange attachment to sugar, but im guessing you already noticed that?" replied Meka
"Yeah, I had kind of spotted it. He gave it away when he had about 30 spoons of the stuff in his tea."
"SonicRav has a strange thing with seagulls, he absolutely hates them"
"Why?"
"Don't know, we think one of them cr@pped on his head when he was a boy, he breaks down whenever we mention it" Replied Meka.
Yh looked thoughtful for a while, and the group carried on their journy.
Grix charged after the minstrel, waving his sword in the air...
"What's up with him?" Your Honour asked...
"It's his only weakness." FM replied.
"What?"
"Poetry. Bad poetry."
They heard a echoing CRACK... and a scream...
"Ah..."
Scene: A tranquil glade in the forest. From stage left strolls a minstrel....
"He held aloft the mighty sword,
It glinted in the sun,
But then his arm got tired and
The sweat began to run.
His muscles started trembling,
So he said 'I don't give a hoot!'
He let the sword go from his hand,
And it landed on his foot.
He hopped around unhappily,
When a dragon with the munchies
happened upon our poorly knight
and ate him up and said "Hmmm, crunchy!!"
Minstrel exits stage right....
End of musical interlude.
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