Secrets of a Werewolf life ~ [collaboration story]

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Rules:
1. Every post should be at least enough sentences to make sense, but there is no maximum number of sentences.
2. No flaming – constructive criticism only.
3. Stay on topic, this is not writing on the walls of a public restroom.
4. You can introduce new characters, but they may be changed a little bit
5. At least try to use proper spelling and grammar.
6. the first post counts if you get ’Ninja’d’, unless I say that the first one doesn’t make sense.
7. If the last person ends with a half sentence, you must finish it before you start your first sentence.
8. Before posting your part of the story, write a post saying Reserved for story (and edit it) just to make sure no one writes the same part of the story as you.

The story is about vampires and werewolves.
I’ll start:

Everybody knows about werewolves and vampires, but some things are secret like the war they had for a thousand years, with a lot of battles. Right now, the battle of Half Moon Town is going on. Araon is a young werewolf who’s dad was lost in the war. He and his mom are poor, and they live on the werewolf island of Full Moon.

seriously

Originally posted by killer121495:

seriously

what?

Originally posted by killer121495:

seriously

dont be hate’n

sumbody seriously copied off zombie wars again, jesus christ almighty sonic think of ur own damn ideas.

Is this going to be going into a game? If not, it belongs in the off-topic forum.

Aaron strolled through the market, browsing and occasionally picking up souvenirs. He walked by the fruit stall and slipped an apple into his pocket. Once he was out of view he took out the apple, shined it and dug in. “OMG ily apples u r so l33t” he said, you see, Aaron was homeless. He hadnt been able to get a job since the depression during the great war.

just kidding about the l33t part

Originally posted by UnknownGuardian:

Is this going to be going into a game? If not, it belongs in the off-topic forum.

no he wants to turn it into a book

Originally posted by killer121495:

Originally posted by UnknownGuardian:

Is this going to be going into a game? If not, it belongs in the off-topic forum.

no he wants to turn it into a book

its going to be a game-book
http://www.swfcabin.com/open/1251430498

sry but i think theres to many storys already

DO NOT POST ANY MORE MOVED TO OT
http://www.kongregate.com/forums/2/topics/55052

come on chad. dont move any stories to the off topic forum. if you do so, youll be around a whole other crowd of non talented people. at least on the collaboration forum some people have talent :P

im not really paying attention to this story but there are vampires and werewolves in it?!? come on people. try creativity not twilight

Originally posted by lee1996:

im not really paying attention to this story but there are vampires and werewolves in it?!? come on people. try creativity not twilight

Go away, fag. Actually, you totally type correctly and intelligently, so I do not deserve to be in your presence. Spank me now, please.

This is getting really annoying. There have been about 3 different copied versions of Zombie Wars, pretty much copying it word by word. The same rules have been used in 3 different threads.

Originally posted by Syphur:

Originally posted by lee1996:

im not really paying attention to this story but there are vampires and werewolves in it?!? come on people. try creativity not twilight

Go away, fag. Actually, you totally type correctly and intelligently, so I do not deserve to be in your presence. Spank me now, please.

And whats with that…

Originally posted by dasmitimsad:

This is getting really annoying. There have been about 3 different copied versions of Zombie Wars, pretty much copying it word by word. The same rules have been used in 3 different threads.

Originally posted by Syphur:

Originally posted by lee1996:

im not really paying attention to this story but there are vampires and werewolves in it?!? come on people. try creativity not twilight

Go away, fag. Actually, you totally type correctly and intelligently, so I do not deserve to be in your presence. Spank me now, please.

And whats with that…

You see, if you took a second and actually clicked the link and didn’t just post without reading anything in this thread, you would’ve realized I posted the vampire part of the story. Defending my property is all I’m doing.

Alrighty. I do see.

Originally posted by Sonicdude2:

Everybody knows about werewolves and vampires, but some things are secret, like the war they had for a thousand years, with a lot of battles. Right now, the battle of Half Moon Town is going on. Aaron is a young werewolf who’s dad was lost in the war. He and his mom are poor, and they live on the werewolf island of Full Moon.

Originally posted by Chad90:

Aaron strolled through the market, browsing and occasionally picking up souvenirs. He walked by the fruit stall and slipped an apple into his pocket. Once he was out of view he took out the apple, shined it and dug in. You see, Aaron was homeless. He hadnt been able to get a job since the depression during the great war.

One day Aaron was sitting on his favorite hill when something caught his eye. He took out his binoculars to see the city over the sea. He thought he saw something in a dark aley, THEN A BAT FLEW OUT!! He ran down and told his mom, but his mom didn’t believe him. He grabbed his homemade bow and arrow and tried to shoot it down. His arrow mised so he tried using his wood boat to get a closer shot. He ran out of arrows, so he was going to give up and head back, but he was too far out and forgot the paddle. He was drifting towards the city. He dug in the boat and only found his dagger.

Dagger in hand and bow sheathed upon back, Aaron stayed silent in his crouched position. The night was young and the dark cloud that hung above Brigstow was whimsical in its nature, hiding the moon’s monstrous glow just out of reach. He could almost taste the potential of a night like this; bitter and enticing, exotic and ambivilent. He barely noticed as he gripped the dagger-handle so tight it spilt three small droplets of blood from the palm of his own hand. The smell of the blood was overpowering, and as the small shell of wood he currently resided in floated into the famous Lantern Harbour, he felt the beginnings of an ancient magik stir deep within him, as they had time and time before.

It was transformation night, and pray god forgive any citizen of Brigstow pon the docks that eve.

Originally posted by Tactful:

Dagger in hand and bow sheathed upon back, Aaron stayed silent in his crouched position. The night was young and the dark cloud that hung above Brigstow was whimsical in its nature, hiding the moon’s monstrous glow just out of reach. He could almost taste the potential of a night like this; bitter and enticing, exotic and ambivilent. He barely noticed as he gripped the dagger-handle so tight it spilt three small droplets of blood from the palm of his own hand. The smell of the blood was overpowering, and as the small shell of wood he currently resided in floated into the famous Lantern Harbour, he felt the beginnings of an ancient magik stir deep within him, as they had time and time before.

It was transformation night, and pray god forgive any citizen of Brigstow pon the docks that eve.

Tactful what I want to tell you that in the story they are always Wearwolfs O K

Actually, I think you’ll find since this is a collaberative story with a loose theme, the main character can be anything the current writer specifies, as the canon of the piece is being built as it’s written.

Originally posted by Tactful:

Dagger in hand and bow sheathed upon back, Aaron stayed silent in his crouched position. The night was young and the dark cloud that hung above Brigstow was whimsical in its nature, hiding the moon’s monstrous glow just out of reach. He could almost taste the potential of a night like this; bitter and enticing, exotic and ambivilent. He barely noticed as he gripped the dagger-handle so tight it spilt three small droplets of blood from the palm of his own hand. The smell of the blood was overpowering, and as the small shell of wood he currently resided in floated into the famous Lantern Harbour, he felt the beginnings of an ancient magik stir deep within him, as they had time and time before.

It was transformation night, and pray god forgive any citizen of Brigstow pon the docks that eve.

At the same time, a young vampire named Xyla was waking up from her sleep. She had been a vampire for 100 years, and as such, was considered a youngling. Once a month the vampires assemble, and fly out to wreck havoc. This month, it happened to be on the same day that the werewolfs were changing. The female Xyla was angry at the council for saying that she could not go. The council is a group of vampires with the ultimate say in every matter. Xyla was sent to a chamber, where she would spend the night under gaurd. Xyla thought that the death was not worth living unless it was full of blood, so she decided to attack the gaurds and sneak out. She turned the gaurd and walked up to him. She bent down and whispered in the mans ear, “I can’t control myself around men like you…” Her melons were in the mans face. Since she was also a vampire, her seductive powers were not overly great, but they still were there. She pushed forward, and as his face was submerged in them, she bit down hard, and knocked him out. An alarm was sounded off in the distance, so she quickly turned into a bat, and took off.

Aaron went into the Brigstow town square when he saw a vampire in a balcony. “Get him!” the vampire yelled, and vampires surrounded him in a semicircle. I thought this was a werewolf town, Aaron thought. To protect himself, he yanked a branch off of an oak tree, and started whittling it with his dagger. He walked bakwards as the vampires advanced, until he was cornered in an alley. When the vampires were within 2 metres of him, he pulled out his oak stake. “Anyone who dares get any closer shall face a death by oak,” he said.

Aaron heard something above him,then, in a swift move, he stabbed the vampire jumping down. The herd of vampires backed away, then he noticed that the vampire was young. He dropped his dagger and stake, then he looked at the crowd and the dead vampire, but he noticed that the stake was not in the vampire’s heart. Right then it turned into a bat and somebody yelled, “IT’S XYLA!!!!!!!” Aaron jumped on the bat and yelled, “take me to that island over there, or you’re dead!” When they got to the island of Full Moon, Aaron took Xyla to his house, tied her to her house with a rope, and went inside. His mom was crying when he walked in.