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Mason's Writing

8 years ago

A man walks down the stone streets of the more western part of CYStia. The rain trickles down from the sky but pounds onto the ground so hard. The man wears a brown cloak, that covers his head and back from the intruding rain. 

He keeps walking to his destination. 

"Mason....." A voice says.

The man instantly turns around. "What? Who said that?" He screams into the streets. Nothing happens, other than a woman herding a chicken inside her shack. The man checked the time on his watch. Almost late.

He continues down the streets, looking for a house in which he would enact his final wishes. All he wants to do is end this.

"Mason!" This time the voice is louder.

The cloaked figure turns. "What do you want from me?" Again, nothing answers. 

Suddenly, he can see a bloody body crawling down the wet rock up to him. Its uniform is blue, with a familiar symbol. A rifle is strapped to the bloody half-corpse's back.

"Mason!" It shouts through bloody teeth. A tooth falls out, spilling blood and making the nearby water bloody. In fact, the entire area around the torso is filled with blood. 

"Stop! Just leave me alone!" Mason steps on the creature's head, easily smashing it and killing the monstrosity.

He had no time to regret his life decisions. Mason ran as fast as his legs could take him, down, down the streets. Eventually he gets there, but when his legs couldn't carry him any longer. Mason hits the ground, falling over and cradling himself. He can't tell if it's tears or rain streaming down his cheeks. He doesn't care anymore.

"Mason....." Mason turns to see a mangled headless body next to him. Screaming and crawling away, Mason attempts to get inside the building. But he feels a tug on his shoulder. He turns to see another body......this time of his comrade, Zag. A spear is sticking out of his back, impaling him. Mason desperately pushes him off and drives the spear further into him.....more or less. 

The door......so close. Mason gets to the door, and brings himself to his wobbling knees. Carefully opening the door without collapsing himself, he rushes inside.

Grabbing a nearby chair, he attempts to lock the door. A humongous thud hits the door and sends him flying. The door doesn't open, but it looks like it's about to break open. He crawls over to a window, glancing out. Millions of bloody nightmares are gathering in the rain, lightning illuminating and making them scarier.

"I'm sorry." These words escape Mason's voice. "I shouldn't have betrayed you all....." The abominations eventually find their way inside. 

He does not come out.

 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Is it me, or did you become like a million times more emo?

But on a serious note, nice work. I like the image left in the reader's mind at the end. You could work on sentences a bit, some of them seem... off. Just try to see how you can make them flow better.

Pros:

-Good atmosphere

-Nice ending image

 

Things to improve:

-Sentence flow and placement of words

I know this is supposed to reflect how you think people at CYS see you, but I don't think anyone sees you like this. (Atleast not anymore.)

 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Well.....its subtlety poking at something else. But for the most, I'm trying to get back into writing for the contest.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Um, I don't mean to be rude but are you really sure going the meta-route is a good idea? I don't see how you can make a Cystia-based game very scary...

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

This isn't a storygame.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Oh! I thought this was a page from a storygame you were writing. Apologies! blush

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

No problem. Just trying to get back into writing.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

smiley I think it's good. One problem I have is this sentence right here:

"A tooth falls out, spilling blood and making the nearby water bloody"

This right here paints the mental image of the creature's tooth falling out, touching a puddle, and the water instantly turning entirely red like a vat of tomato soup. A tooth wouldn't produce that much blood and I know it wasn't your intention to paint a mental image like this, which is why I think the sentence could've been written better. Maybe like:

"The creature's tooth dangles from its mouth by a thin line of sinew, before falling to the ground. Three small droplets of blood splatter against the ground and mix with a nearby puddle, tinting it red. Mason realizes that not just its teeth leak blood, but its entire torso..."

But the rest of it was great! 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Thank you and I admit writing that sentence felt awkward. I'll fix it next time.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Oh great, Mason's writing emo poetry about how he's a prick or something. Fan-fucking-tastic.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

It was either that or the Mason-Kiel Alt Army wars. And you kind of already did that. 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Dare I question the meaning of the story?

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Not really. xD

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I had a spear lodged in my back? What a way to go.

EDIT: Also, is this just for your writing, or can others post as well?

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

You can post as well! Going to write something here in a second.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I attempted to, but accidentally erased it multiple times. >:(

I'll write some later.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Cool and good luck.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Just a short 412 word story. May continue it.

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It was another day in the wonderful realm of CYStia......which meant it sucked. There were the inhabitants screaming at each other, an angry mob burning a troll at the stake, but then there's STEVE......the most despicable form of life on Earth. He was cancer in its purest form. 

Mizal believed the same. But there were people who wanted to do worse, even more twisted and demented things she could imagine. So, at the cost of her dignity, she had assigned the Anti Troll Corps to defend him. The ATC stood outside Steve's house, while Mizal herself walked inside.

"Listen.....Steve. I know we have our differences, but you need my help. There are people out to get you."

"Huh?" Steve looked disgusted. "I can fend for myself you idiot. I don't need your scum and cronies, get off my yard you dumb kids!"

Mizal puts her face in her palms briefly. "Steve, goddamit. (Sigh), just listen to me for a second. So there is a person named"- suddenly Axiom runs into the room. 

"Jesus Christ Mizal, an unknown mercenary has killed most of our men here. Hurry!" Axiom also passes out from lost of breath.

Mizal and Steve exchange looks for the first time in a while, and rush outside. Bucky lays in a pile of blood on the ground, muttering, "Mizal.....at least I died for you...."

Numerous other soldiers lay defeated on the ground. A nearby Ford passes by, glancing and saying a single, "Lol."

Other than the random appearance, the grim sight is horrifying. A soldier crawls up to Steve. "Remember.....me." He dies and Steve gives an "Eew" and kicks him away. When the body rolls over, they can see carved bloody words: KKK.

"What the fuck? Like the Ku Klux Klan?" Steve questions. Mizal crouches down and inspects it. 

"See! And you wouldn't listen to me. This is one of the mercenaries meant to kill you." Mizal screams.

"Ugh. And a terrible mercenary too. And look! They didn't even kill me." Steve pats himself, showing nothing has been injured.

"I can't deal with you!" Mizal walks over to Axiom and the whining Bucky. "Get up Bucky." She kicks him in the side. Bucky instantly jumps up.

"Yes anything for you my queen." Bucky stammers.

Mizal pulls out a rifle and pushes it into Bucky's hands. "Put your skull helmet on. We've got a merc to confront....." Mizal glances at the words KKK. 

To be continued.....

 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Gasp! I wonder who the culprit will turn out to be...

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

What member here is named KKK? And who could be *cough* lemon *cough* employing her/him? 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

You probably shouldn't put (sigh) in dialogue. It's really awkward and can be distracting, even in stories as good as Endmaster's!

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Not that distracting for me since it doesn't have any effect on the plot or storyline. But yeah, I agree that it shouldn't be there.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

A figure stands over a poor cat, chained on its back. The cat squirms, trying to get over and onto its feet but leather kept him tight and locked....perfect. The figure will finish what his Master has started. This will end soon. But first he must get rid of a small factor in the way: STEVE. His bounty hunter has hopefully killed him by now. Kaity may not be the smartest.....but she is efficient. Staring at the cat, he takes out a knife.

Time to finish what he started.   

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Mizal carefully inspects the plans, hopefully Axiom has gotten the factors right. Bucky, Axiom, and Iavatus will take down this merc and find out who it's employer is. Tim sleeps on a nearby couch, snoring loudly. Axiom nudges him playfully.

"Huh? Who? What?" Tim jumps up and falls over. "What happened?"

"Tim, I, er, we need you."

Mizal sighs. "Fine. Tim can come. As long as he doesn't screw it up."

"Luck is on my side." Tim makes two pistols with his fingers. "Wait, my buddy Chris needs to come as well. Oh, and Zag. He needs to draw this epic." 

Mizal makes a throat-slicing gesture to Axiom, before allowing Tim to get his friends. After they come back, Mizal readies her group. "Okay, so we'll storm the Merc's chamber- who's location was nicely found by the all seeing Banisher- and then we'll confront that Bounty Hunter and finally end this."

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A shackled creature wails for its life, screaming and enduring the one thousand punishments of ban-nation. Long spikes impale the body, making its punishment fair and just......because of his terrible choices. The beast had traveled to the dimension so called "Real Life" and.....did unspeakable things. 

Suddenly a small light begins to glow in the surrounding eternal darkness. A robed figure walks forward and the creature growls in response, attempting to lunge at the fresh meat.

"Stop monster. I have work for you." A small voice calls.

"What would I want that you have?" The beast's dark voice stretches to the figure's outer mind and fills him with dark thoughts.

"Stop!" He screams. "Stop this at once. We must work together......we have a common goal." The robed figure takes out and reveals an emblem with a cat on it, barely seen in the darkness.

The chained monster stops. "So.....its you. Are you ready?"

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The team stands outside of a kit-kat shaped tower. Bucky steps forward to break down the door. As the wood crumbles, they hear a faint "Help.....". KKK is smeared all over the walls in blood. After ascending several flights of stairs, the group gets to a small writing room. Carefully creaking the door open, Mizal peers inside. 

A hunched figure reads through several pages of an ancient texture. "Yes......yes." It amuses.

"Stop this at once!" Chris steps forward, drawing a blade. Tim takes out a lute, preparing  to whack the enemy with it. Zag steps forward and draws several stickmen from midair.

"Jesus Christ....." Mizal puts her hands in her palms.

The merc starts laughing. "Hahahahaha. This is funny. You think that you can beat me, Kit Kat Kaity?" Then her eyes go wide. "Oh shit my identity." 

"Die evil fiend!" Chris slashes forward and tears part of the Mercs robe. In response, KKK takes off her robe to reveal her attack outfit. Drawing dual handguns, the three back away.

"Yeah....let us do the fighting." Bucky draws his great sword, Axiom her spell book, and Mizal her twin daggers.

"This is what a true trio looks like!" Bucky says before launching forward and cutting off KKK's hand. 

"Shit!" She fires two stray bullets which miss, but may have or may not have shot Chris.

Axiom constructs a spell to explode KKK's severed hand, to disallow reclamation of the limb. Mizal stabs KKK until she falls down and collapsing into a bloody corpse. 

"There, that's how you get it done." Mizal says before holstering a dagger. She crouches down to place a dagger on her throat. 

"Who are you? And who ordered you to kill Steve?" 

"Hahaha. Like I'll ever tell YOU." KKK coughs up blood.

"Excuse me?" Bucky says. "Are you offending MIzal?"

"Oh back off." She says. "Steve is an old enemy...I had the pleasure of attacking him without pay. But I work for someone greater, yes, an old accomplice. But you'll never get the name."

Axiom sighs. "Let's get this over with." She produces a spell which makes her tell the truth.

"What?" KKK screams. "What did you do to me? Oh, and by the way my employer is Swedish Lemons. Oh FUCK!" 

Axiom muses. "Your head will also explode in a few days. Good luck!"

Mizal and the gang walk out of the building. They know what they're after......but what's the motive?

To be continued.....

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

:o

This one is actually REALLY good. I'd read it as a novel...

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Hahahahahaha....not really. If you want really good writing, check out Steve or End's writing.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Hah! Yeah, yeah, I know. Just take the compliment, man.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I can't xD

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Swedishlemons... this is getting interesting.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

It's slowly coming to my master conspiracy theory....just you wait.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Why don't you make yourself appear as a character?

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

You'll see.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Please continue it. Can't wait to see...

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Later tonight.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Lol. I suck at drawing in this world? That's just like real life.

But honestly, Chris would probably use a handgun if he were to choose a weapon.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Not really. It was just to represent how you guys are scrubs compared to level 420 warriors such as them.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Hmm. I see.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

These are pretty funny Mason, I hope you keep writing. Though, I guess you'll have to be focused on the contest game awhile...

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Thanks; though this is really meant to get back into writing, so I can do good work for the contest! Thanks for the compliment. 

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

This is well done.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Thank you. :D

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Part 3

“Damn’t…..” The figure mutters to himself. “Agent number 9 is dead…..” Trying to keep himself calm, he takes a deep breath. Slowly unveiling himself, he reveals who he is: Swedish Lemon. But of course nobody else knows that, unless KKK squealed. She better not. But it doesn't really matter. Soon everything will come to a final conclusion. It's all over for the petty warriors of CYStia.

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Mizal slams open Steve’s door, yelling, “I know who tried to kill you!”

Steve sits in a chair watching videos on YouTube, eating chips, and crawling a capybara in his lap. Something crappy happens in the video, and the capybara flinches. “Cringe……” It mutters.

“Oh.” Steve turns the chair to Mizal. “Hey. You still on about that merc shit?”

Mizal rolls her eyes. “Yes, and I have the head of the person who TRIED TO KILL YOU.” She tosses KKK’s head into Steve’s lap. The capybara leaps out of the way and eyes the bloody head.

“They're really serious.” The capybara suddenly speaks. He then proceeds to put his mouth around the head, carry it into Steve’s kitchen, sits on the floor, and begins to tear apart and eat the head.

“Ugh. What is that thing?” Steve inspects the head distastefully.

Chris jumps forward. “More like, what the hell is that?” He points to the capybara.

Steve ignores him and talks to Mizal. “Wait, so who was trying to kill me again?”

“It was some guy named Swedish Lemon. Have no idea who the fuck he is. Axiom is currently researching him.”

Steve nods slowly. “I….honestly don't care.” He turns back and watches videos. 

Mizal turns around to face her comrades. “Okay….we’re going to need an army. This Lemon character seems pretty strong. And what does he want with Steve?”

Bucky tilts his head. “I think I know a guy who knows a guy. He's good with guns. Like, REALLY good. His name is Crow47 or something like that.”

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EndMaster spins around in a chair, singing to himself. The day had been great. It included dusting his new shiny throne, maybe writing a page or two on his story, and banned a couple of people. A few of them might have actually been trolls! But anyway, he suddenly gets a text. 

“Yes?” EndMaster asks in a casual voice. 

A dark tone answers. It was the Banisher himself. “This is serious. A very dangerous criminal has been released from eternal banishment. Anybody you see with him, or if you see him, kill instantly. This is not a joke.”

EndMaster’s face changes drastically. Well, if anybody could see his face beneath his hood. He dials another number, this time it's the Council of Gods, er, I mean, Mods. 

“Prisoner C3666 has escaped imprisonment, I repeat, Prisoner C3666 has escaped. Banisher orders be killed on sight. Send officers to search the city of Lounge, lockdown all border gates to allow no noobs in the newbie legalization area, and don't allow any residents to cross Genres. I repeat, no crossing the islands.”

Well, so much for his day.

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The guild (Mizal, Axiom, Bucky, Chris, Tim, and Zag) all walk along the streets of Lounge. Humble folk do their daily work, while others wave signs through the street yelling, “I H8 Steve!” or “Burn the cat! Kill the troll!”. Sometimes they would beat up an innocent person trying to do their daily life, and accuse them of being a troll. Or they'd accuse them of practicing Necro Magic and necroing “threads”. 

Mizal spits at the lowlifes. For once, she actually felt sorry for the common folk being attacked by the mob. 

Just kidding. She'd never feel that.

Eventually them come across a shack sporting a sign that reads “Raven’s Panther and Stuff”. They realize the shack is actually a tank carved in half. A man with an eyepatch, a peg leg, and a robotic hand sits on a chair. A huge rifle also leans against the chair, and when the group comes near he begins to finger it. 

“Woah.” Chris says, inspecting the numerous rifles and gadgets. “I'd like to have THIS.” He points to a pistol.

Raven gets up and leans against the counter. “Hey mate. Would you like to test the weapon out?” He carefully grabs the weapon and places it on the counter.

“Would I…..” Chris wanders over to it.

“Actually,” Bucky intervenes, “We’d like info on an army. Or a…..hired gun.”

Raven’s eyes light up. “Well, I am a model seventeen battle cyborg. Best of my company. I drove a tank one thousand miles once across a desert to help my comrades. Pretty heroic myself.” He boasts.

Mizal places a bag of money on the counter. “Here's my price.”

Raven grins. “Well, I'd be happy to do it for free.” He eyes the money. “But now I'll be extra happy!”

Bucky ends up having to buy the “Plasma X01 HLL Pistol” for Chris. They walk down the streets, when suddenly a nearby news board flashes.

“Mr. IAP, with the news here. Escaped convict…..wait, what's his name Jerek? HOLY SHIT! BRENNON ESCAPED!” 

The crowd roars and runs about. The troll mob starts screaming into the crowd, “I told you so!” They brandish pitch forks and torches. But then several officers walk in, guns ready. 

“Move along.” One says cooly. The crowd quickly departs, in fear of going to Ban Prison, or worse…..eternal banishment.

Raven and the gang duck into an alleyway. “So, how are we going to do this mates?” 

Axiom walks up, using magic to make a floating glass ball appear out of midair. “I am seeing something…..something very disturbing in Swedish’s castle. It's dark power is overwhelming.” Axiom tries to focus, but the image fades.

Bucky tells the group the plans. Whatever the power source is, they need to find a way around it. And if Brennon really escaped……..

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End walks down a hallway, preparing his army men. Their diviners have found a large source of power near old Swedish’s tower. It could be Brennon. End watches through a crystal mirror as the soldiers arrive at the tower. End studies them, and grins. His acolytes have learned from him. Very good. Though they still insist on him being a dark and powerful figure, but he was actually a nice guy.

I mean, uh, cower before End!

In the mirror, he watches as the soldiers break down the castle walls. They creep through some disturbing science projects and experiments, several being tortured bodies. Jesus, looks like the works of Slashy.

Suddenly the mirror fades. A “NO CONNECTION” pops up on the screen. What? How could it have no connections? Something magical is disturbing it. EndMaster walks over to view the status’ of the soldiers. Just then a soldier’s heart rate goes cold. Then another and another.

EndMaster bangs his head in frustration. Slowly turning, he removes a key from his pocket. In his entire career he'd never passed to think he would have to do this. End walks over to a command console and reluctantly puts the key into a hole. It automatically turns and opens a case. Inside is a hammer encrusted in gold and symbols. It he looked very carefully at the symbols, End could depict the history of how the world of CYStia was made. The great God Alex creating the oceans and Genre islands. The islands of CYStia were first, but then he created man, or, “member”. He created a huge island for them to live, the great island of Forum. Man then went forth to create the city of Lounge, the libraries of Writing Workshop and Parlor Room, the shanty town of Forum Games, and the religious center of Bugs and Problems (were inhabitants would pray to their God for wishes). But the most important was the Newbie Gates. It was the area were newbs from distant lands would cross into the islands. Of course this required full legalization, though. They often spoke of strange realms, most notably the crazy realm of “real life”.

But this was were Master Alex put his last and greatest power into: the Ban Hammer. It did more than just ban people to the endless pit of despair. It banished them to the bottomless pit of emptiness, and only the greatest threats had been destroyed by it. Those included Brennon and Ryder. The only way to break them out was to use the blood of a Demi-God to enter. Ryder had passed away and completely melted, lost forever. But if Swedish Lemon had really broke Brennon free….it meant a Demi-God was slain. 

End pulled the weapon up, and it was extremely heavy. The only thing allowing him to hold it was the hammer’s recognition of him being a Mod (aka Demi-God). Suddenly it began to glow with an unearthly aura, one of the unlimited power. EndMaster could see the entire history and life of Alex before his eyes, him coming from the distant Real Life and creating it all, waging war against the cat invaders, bringing EndMaster himself from the distant realm of Infinite Story, and the attack of Ryder. End could remember the very day he was brought into this realm, being given a mighty power. But only recently had this power been activated. And now he was with the other Demi-gods (sons of Alex). He was one of them. And now he must defeat the monster Brennon and eliminate the threat of SwedishLemon.

Little did he know, it was more dangerous than Alex could ever dream of.

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Axiom quickly searches the library of parlor room, searching for the scrolls entailing the history of Brennon. She finds it, and peers inside. Brennon was a foreign from the realm of Troll. He caused major annoyance but was ignored mostly. But there was one major character who helped in the defeat of Brennon. The young knight was Mason, one of Bucky’s disciples until he……..betrayed him. Mason regretted it and eventually committed suicide. But the only way to defeat Brennon was to shove Mason’s war helmet (the Jar of Legends) up his ass. And they would need to break into the war museum to get it. 

Raven ponders. “I think we can get there. I have membership, of course. But after we break into there, we’ll be in big trouble. Security is already all over the place, and they'll get us.”

Zag replies, “Wait, why can't we just ask them?”

This time Axiom speaks. “Because any removal of a guarded item may be thought to be part of Brennon’s escape. And how did he exactly break free? Wouldn't that mean the death of a moderator?”

Bucky waves the question away. “We may be biting off more than we could chew. If Brennon actually is there, why don't we just go home?”

“I…..feel like we must do this. For CYStia.” Mizal looks into the distance.

Bucky sighs. “Then we'll do this. The Knights of CYStia have been banded together once again. Mason’s suicide was a major penalty, but we have held strong. For CYStia!” 

The group raise their weapons. 

“For CYStia!”

Mizal leans against Bucky’s shoulder. “This is why love you.”

Bucky quickly turns. “What did you say?”

Mizal blushes. “Uh, nothing.”

The newly formed Knights sneak into the building and come to the enclosed case of Mason’s Jar. Bucky takes off his helmet and bows in respect.

“He was a good apprentice.” Bucky readjusts his helm and carefully removes the glass case surrounding the helmet. Immediately alarms are set off and guards come racing to the scene. They raise their weapons.

“Surrender the artifact and go on both knees.” One yells out.

Bucky walks up to them. “You don't understand, we’re not to cause any harm.”

The officers retreat into positions.

“Mates, they're taking up attacking positions.” Raven readies his gun.

“Oh shit.” Tim’s hand produces a minigun.

The Modern guards fire pistols at them, and Mizal faces two Fantasy guards. She disarms the, quickly and moves on to help the others.

While facing the waves of mooks, the group notices a dark energy beginning to swell in the center of the room. It launches onto a security officer’s arm, and slowly transforms him into a demonic being. 

“What the hell was that?” Chris asks.

Axiom inspects it. “It's…..some form of corruption. Quick, let's get out of here.”

The Knights of CYStia escape the battle and leave the officers to deal with it. Outside they see the havoc is beginning to form. A troll burner runs around, trying to shake a blob of dark matter off her arm.

Axiom produces a vial of powder, which she throws onto the ground. It summons a whirling vortex, and motions for them to jump in. They all instantly teleport to a distant land. A large castle is in sight. 

“That must be Swedish’s tower.” Raven looks up in awe. “Must be able to fit nearly twenty caliber holding turrets. The castle bridge is perfect for tank movement.”

Bucky walks forward and eyes large amounts of dark growth all over the ground. Holding his sword in one hand and Mason’s jar in the other, he walks to the castle drawbridge. This is it. Raven, Tim, Chris, Zag, Bucky, Mizal, and Axiom stand together in front of the behemoth building. They can feel a dark presence, as if someone or something is watching them. 

Groups of anti-matter have begun forming into feral shapes, which immediately go savage and attack nearby forms. It's pure anarchy. The group pushes the gigantic doors open, and walk inside. Corpses lay in waste, mangled soldier bodies lay on the ground. The blood looks fresh. Suddenly, a body begins to move. It stands up, but doesn't attack them. Instead it wanders off down a corridor. The Knights follow to an intense battle scene. A robed figure, Grand Master End, fights a truly formless being.
It is nearly thirty feet tall and reaches the ceiling. Large spikes protrude from its back. It has grown strange spider-like legs which struggle to detain EndMaster. Darkness seeps from it, and the barely visible eyes look upon him in madness. Matter is everywhere, and is fighting the newly resurrected corpses. They are soon breaching though, and getting to End. In his hands glow a massive hammer. The Ban Hammer.

“Jesus.” Chris says. He could never believe of seeing the great weapon. It fills him with thoughts of creation and happiness, but also can feel the growing dark presence wading on him.

“Hurry.” Bucky motions to his Knights. “Help him! That being…..its Brennon. The darkness has fully transformed him. Distract him and protect End.” He looks at the jar. “I'll go for Brennon himself.”

The fight wages on, and Bucky ends up fighting by End’s side. End soon gains the advantage and beats Brennon down. Bucky rushes up to him, and finds the closest hole. He shoves the jar up his buttocks, and it begins to scream. Thoughts of madness enter his mind. Nonetheless, Bucky pushes deeper until it is fully in. Light glows inside of the beast’s body. It begins to envelop and eat his body from the inside out! Brennon screams but collapses and explodes into a slop of pure darkness. 

End wipes his brow from under the hood. “Thank you. If you were not there in time, I would've lost. Thank you brave warriors.”

“Oh, no problem.” Zag finishes off a swirling mass of darkness with his large pencil. 

“But I'm afraid the fight isn't over.” He continues. “Swedish lemon must be stopped.”

The team nods and travels to the deepest and final chamber. A crazy looking man hunches over a cat, and when he hears the newcomers, begins to eat the feline. 

“Hello! He turns madly and grins. 

End aims the Ban Hammer at him. “Surrender. Stop all this, and you'll be spared from eternal darkness.”

Swedish Lemon breaks into uncontrollable laughter. “Really? You think you could stop me? Ahahahaha!” 

He motions towards a dark part of the room, which seems where the dark matter is coming from. 

“You soon will all perish. Since you have come this far, you deserve to hear my plans before your demise.”

“Spare us.” Mizal rolls her eyes.

“Very funny…..Mizal. But nonetheless, here's what I'm going to do. This is a portal directly to the darkest realm in existence: my father’s realm. Roblox. My father, Ryder, was the king of the realm and waged war onto this despicable isle. And now I will complete his plans. This portal will soon become permanent and we will wreak havoc 
unto you!”

Three glowing monsters leap out of the portal. “Charaxes, Blaze, MinecraftLover.” He addresses them. “Finish them!”

The three fight the monsters. They are surprisingly durable and powerful. But they eventually finish them. 

“Bravo.” Lemon claps. “But I have millions of others!” He gestures and more creatures pour out from the portal.

The Knights are unable to stop them. They are too powerful.

“Hello motherfucker!” A sound bounces off the walls. A familiar capybara races down them, with Steve riding him.

“Die!!!!!!” Malk launches streams of energy from his mouth and repels the Robloxians. Steve draws twin curved blades and plunges them into his enemies.

“We do this.” He motions towards Mizal. “Together.”

Swedish steps back in awe. “What? How could it possibly be the Chosen One!?” 

Steve looks around. “Who? Me?” Suddenly he begins to glow. “Aw hell yeah, it's me.”

Swedish lemon summons more warriors. “The chosen one was the fabled being who could channel Alex’s power. Impossible, I thought it was a legend!” 

Steve begins to float with insane magic. Launching bolts of focused light, it begins to bring his comrades good feelings and spirits.

“Let's finish this.” Bucky leads his Knights into battle, and successfully defeat Swedish Lemon.

“Nooooooo!” He cries, wrapped in a coil of light. “How could this happen!?”

Steve blasts into the portal, and closes it for good. “There we go.”

The Knights glare at Steve. “How could who have possibly be the Chosen One? And we thought you were the most despicable creature!” Mizal gapes.

Steve beams, literally. Light gathers around his face. “Thanks.” He motions towards Swedish, and destroys him.

“Well, you all shall be honored as heroes.” End steps up. “You shall now be the official enforcers of CYStia. Thank you for your duties.”

The Knights huddle together. “For CYStia!”

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Epilogue

The land of CYStia was a strange one. But it'll enchant you. It leaves the members a fun time, whether it be writing stories or bonding over forum speeches. Fighting trolls, arguing, and conflict may not be good, but hey, we’re human.

Well, most of us are.

The point is, we are all a special group. And we must stick together in times of oddity. Because you should spend time with the ones you treasure, for you may be the only light in this fractured civilization (Credit: Zag). Real life is an enchanting “realm” and shouldn't be ignored. But hey, it's fun here too!

Ending:

Mizal and Bucky celebrated their honeymoon after getting married. The estimated amount of time they are married is approximately two days, scientists say.

Tim and Axiom spend their secret love together, and buy a bag of rice to call their child. 

End is promoted to grand master of CYStia, and watches to this very day.

As for the rest of the Knights, only time will tell.

Oh, and Raven got a new tank. He's super excited about it.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Aww, I'm a monster. I hope I get redeemed in the sequel. ROBLOX is awful. angel

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Haha. No, this is the last one for now. As Mizal stated earlier, I'm going to commit towards the contest now.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

But I mean after the contest.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Yeah, then you'll definitely be redeemed.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Just realized how many mistakes I had. Ugh, shouldn't write that fast. 20 minutes is too short. -_-

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

20 minutes for this? That's already great enough for thid level of writing. You should feel satisfied.

Extremely well done! It's fun. Though I wouldn't say 'mates' to refer to the other guys.

Good luck with the contest anyway.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Thanks. :D

I only made you say mates because I thought it'd be funny xD

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

'm8s' would be better words.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago
You really hate Lemons, don't you? Not that he doesn't deserve scorn or anything.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I mildly hate him. I like him some times, I don't like him others. 

I just ran out of villains.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Oh, and does anybody like this version's history? Like how CYStia was islands and stuff? Tell me if you'd like it changed or the same in latter write ups.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I like how it is based on the map.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I like Sent's version best from this thread.

http://chooseyourstory.com/forums/the-lounge/message/19354

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Nice. I forgot about that.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Raven grumbled about as he frantically searched the collapsed building.

"Ugh, it has to be here somewhere.....Ah! Here it is." He proclaims, picking up a stone figurine. It portrays a warrior, sword pointed at the sky and foot on the head of a troll. The Warlords of Thunder shall be very happy. He slings the find into his satchel, among numerous Guns and Ammo magazines. Raven then takes out a square piece of metal. He flings it onto the ground, where it rips open a portal. Raven leaps into the abyss, going to the War Thunder realm. 

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A war horn sounds, before twelve brave warriors run into battle. The first five have helmets of horns, and large axes. The second four have crossbows, armed with flaming arrows. The final three control spells of light, launching fire and lighting bolts. 

Steve scratches his head. "I still don't understand how we got into this."

"Remember, Bucky called the Twelve Tribes' leader a girl." Mizal replies.

They stand in a tower, overlooking the twelve warlords charging their small castle. "Well, what are we going to do about it?"

Axiom looks over her book. With a wave of her hand, a rift opens up and swallows a few enemies.

"Can't you do better than that?" Steve yells into her face.

Axiom moves her hand and a force gently pushes his away. "I could, but I won't."

Steve sighs. "Does this really have to happen after my recent literature success! I'm supposed to be happy Steve, not angry Steve."

Malk walks over and starts sneezing. "I-I've been having w-weird-" ACHOO! - "Colds l-lately. I think I need to-" ACHOO! "- Sit down."

Suddenly, Malk changes into a capybara. He begins to morph horribly, shifting between forms. 

"Geez, we need to find out what is happening to you. You used to be a dumb but cute pet and a kind of smarter human!" Steve ponders why this is happening.

"Could it be a spell the warlords put on him?" Mizal asks. 

"Impossible." Axiom mutters. "Something greater is in play."

Before Steve could ask what she meant, there was a huge shake. Looking down from the tower, three warriors hold a battering ram, launching it into the side of the tower. Steve curses at them, and quickly runs down.

"Aye, you come to fight us like a man finally?" A soldier asks.

"Hey, wait." Another one says. "That's not the deer helmet. We want to fight the deer!"

Steve waves them off. "Okay, leave us alone. Bucky is off on a mission to retrieve a story of good rating. It's too lost in the depths of New Games."

The warlords look at each other. "Does this mean we can find him and kill him in this so called.....New Games?" One asks.

"Sure, knock yourself out." Steve says.

A warlord stares at him with a puzzled look. "But he will be the one we will knock out."

Steve sighs and goes back up the tower. 

Mizal leans over a map of the CYS islands. "A dark presence is showing in the edges of Sci-Fi. Steve, go get a few grunts and let's go."

"Robloxians?" Steve asks.

"No....it seems.....darker." Mizal says.

Steve easily finds Tim, Chris, and some nameless newbies wandering around. They adventure to a mountain peak, where a strange dimensional conflux stands in midair. Darkness seeps out and grabs a newb, strangling him and dragging him into an unknown abyss.

"Yeah, let's smash it." Steve raises his mace.

"No, no!" Mizal jumps in front of him. "There's something happening."

A tendril of matter crawls forward and begins to envelop a newb, and spits him out. He is covered in darkness, and his eyes are wild. 

"Woooooooah." It mutters. "Soooo pretty!" A female voice escapes its lips. It marvels at the world. The form takes off all of its clothes and marvels at its penis. "I have a dick now! And by the looks of it, I also have cancer." The newb wrinkles its nose. "Good thing raw food cures that!"

To be continued.....

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

I thought you focus on the contest this time. Or you just want to do this.

Anyway, it's good to see you continuing this.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

Going to post Victory is Near after I settle something. Expect it tomorrow or late tonight.

Mason's Writing

8 years ago

The second I saw 'A man walks down the stone streets', I expected a reference to 'You Can Call Me Al'. I was disappointed.

EDIT: Just skimmed through, looking for my name in the thread. I'm a mage, not a warrior dammit!