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| Carpe Diem; ITS IN THE WRONG FORUM I KNOW! | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 15 2007, 10:53 PM (40 Views) | |
| XXJihadxX | Sep 15 2007, 10:53 PM Post #1 |
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The Inner Struggle
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I realize that this is probably the highlight of most of our forums. As you know my name is Jihad the Clan's Holy . . .err . . . Warer guy. After babysitting some scary children who beat the living shit out of us (I tried eating them Osh. They retaliated with much hostility.) Anyways after getting back home I logged onto my Gaia and realized the Official 40k guilds Story Contest was up! I really need some input as I'm no writer of epic proportions. PLEASE BE AS BRUTALLY HOnEST AND TRUTHFUL AS YOU CAN! This is set in the 40k and the title is Carpe Diem. I'm also going to request this is not moved as it seems no one checks out the Side Project forum. Thanks you bastards =P MGS2 calls. The sound of autofire and exploding grenades continued to grow louder as the young man sprinted down the many and ridiculously long halls of his mansion while holding a his C-19 autorifle. He looked like a rather young man however said young man was actually in his mid-thirties and like most people in the city of Vilaro he lived a corrupt yet exciting life consisting of women and crime. This man’s name was Rhette Dervon and oh boy, oh boy, was he fething angry and pissed at the current hand life had just dealt him and his staff. The man had played everything by the book after all; he hadn’t slept with anyone in the past few days or even gotten into any bar fight. No, Rhette “Snake Tongue” Devron was extremely sure that he had done nothing to provoke an attack of this scale on his beloved mansion-home and his loyal staff. Silently cursing to himself Rhette abruptly stopped at the corner and slammed his back against the wall while turning the safety off on his C-19. He was pretty sure that the safety didn’t work anyway; most of the stuff he bought was cheap junk, but having it off made him feel much more comfortable in a situation like this. Carefully, Devron peered over the corner, his eyes scanning for any person that deserved to have their stomach pumped with lead. He spotted only one person who was crouching behind a rather shitty barricade and at first his instincts told him it was one of the damned fuckers attacking his mansion. But after a careful and lengthy observation (which took about two seconds) he realized it was none other then the head of his security and friend Odell Vraenger. Breathing a sigh of relief Rhette hurried over and crouched down behind his friend, flipping the autorifle’s safety on as well, just in case it actually worked. An accident was the last thing they needed right now. Rhette would need every good man (or woman but then again not too many women worked on his staff) he could get to repel those fethers. “Odell.” he said placing a hand on the old man’s shoulder. Vraenger instantly swung round, his eyes wide with fright, clutching an autopistol in one hand which was now pointed at Devron. “Oh. It’s you.” Odell muttered turning around once more, his adrenaline obviously pumping. Rhette was extremely glad that Vraenger was the first one he had met in this situation, if it was anyone who knew what to do it would be him. “Now give me a damn update of the situation you sonuvabitch.” Vraenger, still facing forward, stood up quickly pulling the trigger twice then ducking back down. “It’s looking bad but I’ve been in worse.” Odell muttered, raising his hand AND OBVIOUSLY ITS NOT EVEN DONE YET! |
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| Steve128967 | Sep 16 2007, 08:32 PM Post #2 |
Effing Pro!
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You've gotten my feedback already. >_> |
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