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Infrangible Warden

A Treatise on Heartly Manners

A contest entry for Bucky's year's end contest: choose your own prompt II.
Play as Lord Robert, the baron of Rivellon, at the lowest point of his life. He's cheated on by his wife, betrayed by his liege and filled to the brim with a turmoil of conflicting emotions.
How does his life end? 

Avarga

Entry for EndMaster's Prompt Contest 3. In this epic tale of courage, sacrifice, and redemption, Your journey will take you to the very edge of existence and beyond. Will you stand to lead; or will your story be cut short?

Brimstone

Allow me to share my story.

Cannibal Apocalypse

Pretty sure this isn't meant for the family-friendly category.

AvargB

unpublished

Contest Winner

unpublished

It did not win.

Darkest Hour

unpublished

The year is 2478 and the human race once again finds itself within Sol's borders. Like a phoenix from our bitter past, we have risen anew.

Like Aeneas, we had been cast out of our home. We searched the galaxy for a new home, and like him, we found it and made it our own. We struggled and were battered by the harsh conditions. But now, both ready and willing, we will eclipse the legends of old.

Now we shall fight to reclaim what is rightfully ours.

General Butt Naked

unpublished

FOR ENDMASTER'S CONTEST<, PRAISED BE THE LEGEND.

Liberia and Sierra Leone are small countries on the west coast of Africa. Like many African countries, the lands are extremely rich in natural resources and vibrant in culture.

However, in the 1980s the climate halted in corruption and mismanagement under the All People's Congress Party. With over 70% of the people barely capable of buying a single cup of rice, survival became much harder. Not trusting in the democratic process any longer, the RUF was formed to drastically revamp the economic system and redistribute the country's wealth. They fought for education, jobs, and true democracy. In the process, they pillaged the lands and cut off many limbs.

It is in these times Joshua Milton Blahyi is born, butt naked. And in these times he'll fight, butt naked. For he is:

General Butt Naked.

Neglected

unpublished

This is my neglected story.

zExpedition Aquarius

unpublished

For centuries, man has scoured the stars, desperate to find its likeness. Thus far all was for naught; empty husks and barren rocks worked hard to crush his dreams. There was just one anomaly, one beacon amid the darkness. This is its story. This is the story of man's first foray to the stars.

An entry to Mizal's Tiny 'topias Jam. Where a lot more little bite-sized stories are -and will be- shared by other authors.

And for those that don't have the extension, and thus can't click on the storygame to open it, here's a tiny backdoor left open. Feel free to make use of it, and even leave a comment if you like.

Expedition Aquarius

zLetters Unanswered

unpublished

An epistolary novel containing the desperate pleas of a sole father. How will he bring his daughter safety in a city ripe for rebellion?

An entry to Mizal's Tiny 'topias Jam. Where a lot more little bite-sized stories are -and will be- shared by other authors.

And for those that don't have the extension, and thus can't click on the storygame to open it, here's a tiny backdoor left open. Feel free to make use of it, and even leave a comment if you like.

Letters Unanswered

And that frustration is what makes it fun low hanging fruit! Though nowadays we don't even need to infer the stupidity of the common American through roundabout means like the amount of spoken languages, because there's plenty of street interview 'answer these basic 10 questions to win 50 dollars' style content out there proving it! Now there's also plenty of those kind of street interviews done in European countries proving much the same, but hey we're safe because you can't understand any of them!

Perhaps it's a sign

Oh those dastardly and thrice damned Europeans! Don't worry, we'd mock single language speaking Russkies, Chinese or Brazilians the same way if they were more present in the western sphere of the internet, though they probably wouldn't understand us

Haven't checked the video, but if the guy manages a 2 hour video on the topic he's sure well versed in the monologue!

I always found the most entertaining dialogue (both irl and in fiction) happens when there's something else going on beside the talk itself. So have the characters do something while talking to each other, whether it's traveling (oh do you see these cool things as well?), training, fussing, or anything really to make the scene more lived in.

And MHD is next! What use is an investigator if we don't see any investigations? No one ignores Jerry's query!

The man named Enter took a nibble out of a bit of cheese. It wasn't a block, or hard, and he then ate it whole, leaving nothing. One must take care of their environment, after all. "The Creative Corner suited me well. I shall head out there at once." Meanwhile the squeaks were far from dignified. "That is the second troll outed!" "Our deductive reasoning is not to be flouted" "Indeed it might even be flaunted" "This choice must certainly not be doubted" "Who even cares what Milton merely shouted" "But MHD should also be bad-mouthed" "No further information by either of them was sprouted" "None of them are properly long-snouted!" "Indeed only a rodent could cause a troll to be routed" "A third night to be survived, a third day to scout it" "All trolls shall be hung throughout it!"

You may have missed it through all my sleuthing but I had voted for Milton

"Well there you have it." The man named Enter lifts his teacup for another sip before continuing. "It is quite admirable, the level of deception going on here, Milton. Finally you reply with a sufficient amount of passion in your defense, but only after it's been pointed out, hoping I'd been sidetracked from my enquiry." "But no, we are Jerry and we shan't and can't be sidetracked. So allow me to shed light on this ingenious plot. First night the trolls killed one of their own, knowing they could manipulate the votes to waste our revive while simultaneously clearing one of their own.. And I fell for their scheme. I mean it was a most convincing argument. Save someone who definitely isn't a troll. Who wouldn't do that?" Jerry squeaked on. "But the trolls pushed it further. It would've been perfect as it was, but trolls are greedy people and they used it as the setup for later. Given Miltons 'clear', the stage was set to discredit and get out the most important role as soon as she revealed himself. All Milton had to do was lay low until the Investigator mod was forced to come out the shadows. He'd pounce then, costing Cystia her most powerful weapon, while also becoming the center piece to any further votes. I hate you for doing this. I applaud your shrewd thinking." "It was the perfect play, fooling even us, Jerry. The foil of it all, the only chink in that perfect armor were those last words. They were good, but not of a mod, especially not the investigator mod. Even the perfect hand can be overplayed, and in situations like this..." The man named Enter looked around, then concluded. "...I am even more wary of perfect hands. Especially when they use shouting to vote someone off instead of providing information the role would have. I am remaining wary of MHD, yes, but my vote is on you, Milton. And your last words better be an apology instead of more lies."

"Now that's quite the pickle." The man named Enter said as he was getting quite tired and ready to head to bed once again. He was quite quiet for a while as he garnered his thoughts, with even the squeaking having stopped. "Out of all the people I'd expect to stand up to this claim, I least expected it to be you, Milton. In fact, I'd readily believe almost anyone claiming the Investigator Role instantly except for you. And that's for quite the good reason. You were dead, having revived mainly through our collective goodwill rather than your own words." "I quote: 'I'll contribute well (...) otherwise you can save the wishing well power for another time (...) it's up to you all of course.' end quote." The man named Enter sighed once again. "Now that's hardly the last words of the most important role in the game, is it? If you were that crucial and a hair's breadth away from being removed from the game, I would've expected a far more... Passioned? Convincing? More? Yes, I would've expected more out of your last plea. Almost makes me doubt my judgement call in being the first to vote and push to revive you. But consider yourself under the same scrutiny and goodwill as MHD. Two nights have passed, what have you done in those nights?"