corgi213, The Dramatist
"And if you want to write some very strange porn involving Steve, go ahead, I'm not gonna judge ... you weirdo." - Mayana
"God dammit, Corgi." - Steve
"The only problem with Corgi's story was the lack of branching for the most part.
Didn't mind it in general" -EndMaster
"You idiot, you moron, you complete imbecile"- Mizal
"The name is not only all lowercase but includes numbers as well. A double whammy of malpractice among usernames. The entire thing is just misc quotes aligned with a pitiful sidebar where five years are shown to have gone by yet less than a thousand points or posts to show for it. I'm sure the two storygames make up for the lack--I mean, rarity, of activity.
The land of Orcin, a place where all are free to live as they wish as long as they follow the laws of the council. Years of relative peace had ensued, making sure the orcs would live as strong and as free as they had always been.
The Mannate Empire, destined to consume everything on the horizon, sets its sights on the homeland of the orcs. Annexing one kingdom, one empire after the next, finally looks to orcin for resources, troops, and land to settle, as they prepare their dreaded march.
Nolazir, a simple orc, who lives off the land as he works his farm, unknowingly would be drawn into events to come. He would come to shape the world around him, and the future of Orcin.
Fight for honor, love, peace, and prosperity. Lead with a cruel fist, or a warm heart. Challenges and tribulations lay ahead for all.
Will you save your homeland and return it from the brink? Will you let the darkness within and without consume you? What becomes of you and the world, is up to you.
The next edition will come out in a few months, filled with more varied events between time jumps including, politics, monsters, and more! Also will be adding the rest of the real story and the side branches in as well.
Where to begin exactly? I'll start off with thanking Mizal, who helped me with some proof reading and structure at the start, and helping me figure out how to use variables. Also for always being willing to help with my writing, grammar, and developing characters all these years, and generally being a wonderful presence on this site :)
I would like to thank MoreCowbell for consistently proofreading and giving me feedback on my story throughout this long process. I appreciate all of your spell checking, helping keep the flow and pace, and general positivity and motivation during this whole project.
I would like to thank 3iguy for taking an interest in my story and beta reading it for me. As well as Ebon for his detailed and insightful responses to some of my threads early on.
I'd also like to thank Ogre, IAP for encouraging me and keeping me motivated during the hardest parts of the process (mostly the end point).
Also would like to thank EndMaster for letting me rip off his organization scheme for storygames.
I really couldn't have done this without you guys, and I owe a great part of finally finishing this to all of you and to CYS as a general whole.
I hope you all enjoy!
One guy on a quest...for magic crytals! Unfortunately this is the land of Cystia...and things almost never happen as expected.
What starts as a normal day turns into a mad quest for revenge, live the life of a dude turned into an evil....killer pie!
Will you find redemption? Or will you truly be evil? No one cares!
The blood of men runs cold, the hour of the beast is nigh upon us.
Under starlight, the forsworn prepare for their ancient duty.
For the Pale Flame shimmers low, and the sanctity of the human mind must be shed.
My entry for Mizal's Lone Hero Contest.
Vader must face the hell that is the space DMV.
Feel the suns warmth.
Breath that fresh air!
You are happy.
Your life is nice and cozy, it's a dream come true!
One day, you meet your own doppleganger.
What you do from here is up to you.
In the wild, beastly lands of Velis Brum, many are prey to the whims and cruelty of men and monster alike.
A small village resides in the caves Manchor Vanit, it is here you have been born. Taught to remain close to the caves all of your life, you never caught a glimpse of what was beyond the mountains, and when you did it was often cruel and unsettling.
Your mostly quiet existence would end when Baglich would come to take your homeland, with their scum and barbarian fiends.
Gather family, allies, old foes, and create an empire suitable to standing up to this terror of the land.
A dispute, a broken promise. The envy of one will break a kingdom.
The half man, half dragon sorcerer Tarragon threatens your king, your home, your very way of life.
How far will you go to make sure justice is brought to this foul madman?
Chose between to very different characters to embark on this epic quest, slay the dragon, save the princess, and restore honor to your kingdom.
Evil Grannies Galore!
Come, rest your weary feet.
Sit by the campfire, warm those hands. You must be tired.
Oh, you like stories do you?
Hmm, here's a story for you. One that goes way back, to a time when the night ruled, and the howling of beasts would make any man tremble. Relax, it's going to be a long one.
An orc named Tumble, young, wild, and free.
Life is great in a village nestled in between the mountains, the birth place of the great Orc race. But for the past century a series of brutal crusades have left them divided and broken.
The Mannate Empire threatens to swallow them whole, just as it has done with everyone else in its path. But then one day an even bigger threat to the land rises out of the fires of fate, undeterred by the ravages of time.
They call him Scourge. His forces threaten the very land, and all of life as it stands now.
Will Tumble play the role fate has dealt him and stop the evil Scourge?
Or will he abandon the world before him and find his own way?
An exercise in seeing how fast I can crank one of these out.
Recent PostsEscape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 6/1/2020 2:41:20 AM
Can someone carry my head around please.
I need to get out of here somehow
Now I really wish I could have kept that helmet lol
P.S can someone tuck my dick back in for me?
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/31/2020 8:06:22 PM
Feeling responsible for killing it, Eugenio is determined to kill it again.
Praying to the crackhead gods, he kisses the flat of his dagger blade. Then whips out his flesh dagger.
"In the name of all that is....uhhh....hmm...huh..."
Eugenio takes the dagger into both hands and charges the foul thing, screaming bizarre obscenities and sexual threats to the beasts mother.
Eugenio Costanza utters a prayer as he swings upon the bloodhorn.
"AYIEAYIEAYIEAYIEAYIEAYIEAYIE!" his screams fill the area.
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/31/2020 11:06:30 AM
"Guys, I think I have a splinter."
Eugenio wishes he had opium.
He will search the body, and take the helmet while remaining very low to the ground.
"Does anyone know how to treat arrow wounds?" Eugenio pokes his new souvenir
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/30/2020 2:50:03 AM
No faith in your medieval crackhead?
He will deliver you from harm, just stand out of the way if his dick flail
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/29/2020 8:19:50 PM
The Miller will search.
He will also try to heal some of his wounds
He also volunteers to take the lead, then puts his dick away
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/29/2020 10:26:45 AM
Alright, time to take this guys lunch money.
Eugenio is surprised at the willingness of the Bishop to fight this demented fellow.
Some open palmed slapping with his shit hands should do the trick. Next step will be to try to wrench that knife from the guys hands.
But some psychological warfare may be needed.
Eugenio whips his dick out as he charges the man, dick flapping around as he does so.
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/28/2020 10:21:58 PM
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/28/2020 12:06:47 PM
Eugenio will search the area for anything helpful.
"I believe the Bishop should take the lead now," he says, "may his prayers and musings offer him the clairvoyance to get us out of this mess."
Escape The Dark Castle - Group 3 on 5/27/2020 11:09:12 PM
"Um...." the Miller watches in shock for a moment.
Inspired by the Abbot, Eugenio screams at the top of his lungs and makes the most bizarre faces he can muster. Upon nearing the beast, he reaches into his pants, which had previously been weighed down by a smelly load upon seeing the beast.
Heaving as much human shit as he can muster, Eugenio says a prayer again and throws the lump at the beast before rubbing his soiled hands together and curling them into fists.
With one more bloodcurdling cry he charges the man eater.
My Minecraft Parrot, Blue, Died on 5/27/2020 2:49:43 PM