Discussion in 'Contest Archive' started by SilverEx, Jan 12, 2010.
Ok, when should i submit my first draft?
Can it be in Outland too, or strict Azeroth?
And does it have to be Warcraft 3 time, or could it be WoW too. I'd like it to be in Zangermarsh
No no the second isnt Warcraft 3 I mean 2=3 is impossible
It's a shame that it must be based on warcraft lore with that Azeroth thing. I'm clueless about it.
Yeah i do have to agree, my story is going to be as far away for warcraft lore without conflicting it.
Sweet, I'm in (just to see if english classes are paying off )
I might actually join this... good GCSE practice.
Just before I had to back out too
Coolty44 joins the contest
well I shall have to do a little bit more research on the exact storyline I'm already thinking of... but I'm in ^^
what you mean by "First drafts have to be done 3 weeks after the start date." i mean... do we have to post first drafts lake a WIP cuz that would be like Massive spoiler to the story you are making. that would be like :/ a HUGE anti-climax no? Wouldn't it be better not to set a first draft deadline?
Hmm, I don't have nothing for this contest neither, well I'm just going to see what's the best story.
oh and if i was unclear. i'm in eh .
Here we go: Rough Draft, Part One.
Story Part 1
Kahn Stonehoof looked upon the Tauren settlement with disgust. The bull-men never failed to evoke that feeling in him, and he knew his warriors felt the same. The barbaric creatures were so different than the proud Centaur that they were barely sentient, much less worthy of the lands they held. Which was why Bloodhoof and his warriors were here today; to take this land from the undeserving Tauren. The land was bathed in a red light from the newly rising sun, a good omen for the Centaur on this day. The fools had their settlement in a corner, between a sheer rock cliff and a sheer drop into the canyon of Thousand Needles, and there would therefore be no escape from the Centaur marauders. Giving out a war cry, he led his warriors on the initial charge. The attack was unexpected, and the Tauren had little time to prepare as the Centaur smashed through tents, scattered fires, and of course slew savage bull-men. The few of their warriors that stood up to the marauders were cut down by five-to-one odds, and there was little resistance to their attack. That is, until the bellows of their Chieftain rang out in defiance of the Centaur battle cries.
Jerked awake by the combined cries of his people and the war whoops of Centaur, Chieftain Windrider immediatly knew his fears had come true. Ever since stories of entire Tauren settlements slaughtered by Centaur raiders had started circulating years ago, he had feared his peaceful settlement would be next to fall to the brutes. But he gave little time for thought - his people needed him, and so he grabbed his mighty war axe and rushed out of his tent with a bellow. Centaur vermin were everywhere - as well as the blood of his people. Several of the raiders saw him, and abandoning their looting came at him. They stopped when one of their fellows met the head of his axe at chest height, with his severed torso swinging through the air. The cowards were hesitant to come at him, and remained so, until the reason his name was Windrider came smashing down on the back of a would-be raider. Their hesitation was turned into outright panic when his Wyvern, Skysong, clawed another's chest open with glee. Chieftain Windrider had raised him from an egg, and Skysong had never been far ever since. The two had stood together in battle often, and the Chieftain hoped they would do so again after this day. But the size of the raiding party was evidenced when a dozen or more raiders formed a circle, although a wide one, around him and his pet, and a much bigger one with an axe blood-red from lack of washing came to face him. Bellowing a challenge at their leader, Chieftain Windrider attacked the brute head-on while Skysong began ripping through the centaur's ranks. His opponent was obviously more experienced at fighting, as his swings always came closer to Windrider than his own. Barely deflecting the deadly axe of his enemy, he made fewer swings and less deflections, and he quickly began to tire. He jabbed at his opponent, but the horse man leaped to the side and smashed his axe out wide away from its owner's body. Crying in victory, the centaur swung at the Tauren's exposed head - and hit.
Crying in victory, Stonehoof swung at his opponent's exposed head, but instead hit a fast-moving blur that moved between him and his target. His axe was ripped from his hands, and staring at the winged monstrosity the bull-man had tamed with his axe in it's side, he realized the monster would be his last kill. The bull-man himself had recovered from Stonehoof's vicious deflection, and enraged at his pet's death he came at Bloodhoof, swinging hard. Acting quickly, Stonehoof reared up and struck the hilt of the axe hard with his front hooves. Knocking it out of the savage's hands, Bloodhoof realized his defeat had become victory - until the bull-man charged into his gut, snapping something and bowling the Kahn over. The two began pummeling each other with their fists, and as the Tauren took his head out of Stonehoof's gut he realized the snapping sound had been the bull-man's horn. Looking at his chest, the Kahn saw the horn lodged in his chest, but was interrupted in his examination by the Chieftain’s hands wrapping around his neck. He began to choke, and was unable to get the bull-man's hands off. An idea coming to his desperate, oxygen-starved mind, he pulled the horn out of his gut, ignoring the explosion of pain, and stabbed his adversary in the neck.
Celebrating their victory, the Marauders left the burnt remains of the Tauren settlement behind. The vultures came soon after, swooping and crying in anticipation of the feast to come. One landed on the body of the dead Chieftain, but before it could start eating it was struck by a stone. Retreating from it's perch, the vulture backed away and eyed it's adversary - a young Tauren, with a tear-stained but determined face. She threw another rock at the vulture, then went to her dead father. She stood there for a long time, until the vultures returned. She backed up, and looked away as the vultures started to eat - but her gave fell on her father's discarded axe. Despite the beating it received from the Centaur Kahn, it was intact. While it was as big as she was, she picked it up and dragged it off with her into the wilderness of the Barrens.
As for other user comments/questions:
World Is Flat:
Use your heirloom in any way, as long as it helps your character in some way. An epic weapon, an amulet that protects from spells, a treasure map, etc. It just needs to be a part of the story in a somewhat significant way.
If you can't write 50 words, then go away. This contest isn't for you. As a matter of fact, I'm praying I can slip by with more than 5,000 words, because I will have at least 5,000 words not counting Is, mes, and other two- or one-letter words. That wall of text up there is 1,000 at least.
I'm pretty sure that your rough draft is just like a WIP picture, to prove it's you writing the story and that you did it during the contset, not before it.
Any comments on my story would be greatly appreciated! Please point out grammatical, spelling or lore errors if they exist, or comment on word choice, storyline, etc.
EDIT: Spell-checked and corrected about 30 misspelled words.
EDIT: The Centaur Kahn and Cairne Bloodhoof share the same name, which is unnacceptable. The Centaur Kahn is now named Stonehoof.
Hmmmm question, does it have to follow exactly how Warcraft went? Or can it be made entirely your own way as long as it stays within the Warcraft Universe and takes place after WCII?
oh and CrazyCow, 934 is your word-count
Thank you. I don't have a real word processor ATM, so I rely on Firefox for spell checking and have no clue about word count.
http://www.wordcounttool.com/ it's helpful when writing stories that have a min and max word count
I counted in total 19 grammar errors (most of them being you putting "Thier" and "Chieftan" instead of "Their" and "Chieftain") but that's all (Liked the story btw)
Thanks once again. I always mix up my e's and i's, so I hope I don't get docked points for such minor errors. Anyway, thanks for the tool, and I'll be sure to +rep you again once I get the chance.
Just stick it in hidden tags or if you're really worried about it PM the contest host with your WIP
This is something to join!
Just a question I thought about well writing away. Do we need to be captain obviose when discribing certain things, like say I'm going from the prospective of a person living in a town attacked by the undead, do I need to mention who is leading the attack on lorderon or can I just let the reader assume it's arthas?
Separate names with a comma.