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Short Story Contest #4 - Great War Stories

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Quality over Quantity. Mind over Matter. You get it.
This.

Plus, I've got no motivation. I'll see what I can do, though.

This is the Basic Outline:
1. The Main Character is an old man, retelling a war story (which he is a part of) to children around a campfire. Mind you that they are nomads.
2. After telling the story top the kids, he hurried them to sleep, and head to a *BEEP BEEP SPOILER*

Would it be acceptable?
 
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Instead of jabbering without profit how about criticizing my first WIP? It's about a concept for a project I have.

Revenge of the Frostspawn

The weather in Northrend was reaching the peak of cold, and the intense wind created one of the harshest blizzards the local human encampment had seen in several years. The Lich King had risen not long ago, and recently captured the encampment, which included many fugitives from the corrupted kingdom of Lordaeron and many Night Elf fugitives from the forest of Felwood that settled amongst them well. He twisted the fugitives’ minds with dark power, corrupting them with power but binding them to his will, just as he had done with Arthas Menethil. When he sat in his new throne in the encampment, deeply in thought about the recent and most sudden change of weather, when he sensed a messenger try to near his lair and be stopped by his guards. He did not know that this was the opening tone to the greatest, most terrible war humanity and the Scourge will have suffered.

The messenger hissed, and did not give up.
“Let me pass! I bring grave, grave news to the Lich King!”
“Go back to your lair, mongrel!” Grunted one of the guards, clearly keen to smash the messenger apart, but Nerzul stopped him. He felt that something terrible will be unleashed upon this coming, and he asked in his deep, evil voice:
“Why have you come to face Nerzul, weakling?”
The messenger shrunk in total fear of him, but managed to wince:
“My lord, a great evil is nearing this encampment! The Frostspawn have come for their revenge!”
“What?!” Bellowed He, suddenly enraged. “That is impossible. I have journeyed to the Frozen Throne through the ruins of Nerub and left no survivor!”
“But that is exactly why they are coming, my Lord!” Wailed the messenger, “you have awakened their ancient fury! Your guard at the Frozen Throne has sent this to ensure this message would not go unheard!”
Nerzul saw that the messenger was holding out a decoration of stone, a piece from his Frozen Throne at Icecrown. His command was for it not to be touched, and if the handle was broken apart from the Throne something evil indeed was happening at Icecrown.
Enraged, Nerzul raised his rune blade, Frostmourne, and slashed the messenger clean in half. He turned to his guards and raised a raging command:
“We must prepare these mortals for battle! Let the Frostspawn be crushed!”

Grak’Ratk, a nerubian broodlord that was busy sleeping in the past tens of thousands of years, suddenly woke when he had felt the Forgotten One stir once again. It had taken him a while to come to and even more time to stretch himself from the deep relaxing, but when he reached its lair and saw that the One was dead he forgot all that immediately. He could not stop the roar of the fury that erupted from him, and that soon awakened the rest of the kingdom:
“The Forgotten One has been murdered! The ancient threshold guardian of the kingdom is slain! Arise, my kin, and avenge this treachery!”
 
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I will start writing tomorrow. I do not have any time today, as i am already writing a story for writing class in school.
It is called Drae'nors fall, and is based off the Warcraft Lore
 
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First line: I think "Northrend's cold was reaching its (seasonal if you want) peak."

recently captured the encampment

Lol. He captured a bunch of tents? :D

corrupting them with power

???

When he sat in his new throne in the encampment

I'm not sure whether or not this is a mistake, but I thought I'd point it out anyway.

“Go back to your lair, mongrel!” Grunted

Try "grunted" without a capitalized G. Dialogue tagged sentences do not count as complete sentences.

but Nerzul stopped him.

Ner'zhul*

He felt that something terrible will be unleashed upon this coming,

I don't really understand what you mean by that, try to clarify. Also, "felt" is past tense whereas "will" is present tense in this context. Stick to one tense, makes it look a lot more professional and doesn't piss off geeks like me.

total fear of him,

I'd replace that "total" with something more powerful, like "deathly" or "mortal."

The messenger shrunk in total fear of him, but managed to wince:

http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/wince

Bellowed He

No capitalized B please. Also, don't make this sound like the Bible.

ruins of Nerub

Azjol-Nerub.

Wailed the messenger

You know what to do..

past tens of thousands of years

Weird sentence. Try "millennia." Aside from that, try to make that whole sentence past participle:

Grak’Ratk, a nerubian broodlord who had been sleeping through/during the past millennia, suddenly woke when he had felt the Forgotten One stir once again

Like that.

its lair and saw that the One was dead

"when he HAD reached the Forgotten One's lair and seen that it was slain,"

roar of the fury

Omit that "the."



Criticism aside, seems interesting. Keep up the good work.
 
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Small WIP:

The soldier charged recklessly at me, the ghastly red emblazonment on his breastplate almost glowing in the sunset. I didn't even have to look at the emblazonment to know its appearance by now; a blade stuck through a loop, simple as that. What it meant eludes me still. I parried the swordsman's blow with ease, and retaliated with tenfold strength. He yielded to my might and collapsed limp upon the ground. A vibrant, invigorating force flowed through me when the soldier breathed no more. A jolt of pure energy; his now-unneeded life-force replenished mine.

Souldrinker, they called me, friend and foe alike. They all feared my blade's ability to drain their very essence from their bodies.

A roaring stream of allies suddenly flowed past me. So as to not drown in their battle-shouts, stuck behind the frontline, I charged, sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me into the advancing wave of adversaries. Heaving my great-sword Khrâr at the enemies - or at least in their general direction - I lopped the heads off two of them.

They had me surrounded now. I brandished Khrâr and shouted, "Who's next?" tauntingly. They seemed to back off a bit. Cowards. My allies' shouts were coming closer, they were cutting me loose from this constricting circle of warriors. One of the men behind me yelled some incoherent gibberish in his stupid native language, and every single soldier around me charged at once.

Parrying the first blow, I impaled the first soldier to arrive. The next soon found himself in two pieces. Suddenly, a swarm of little, black things were to be seen on the sky, advancing towards my allies. While I was distracted by this dark swarm, a sword struck me between the shoulders. That sword had been sharpened today, I could tell. It sliced through my flesh, down my spine, hacking me open. Hot blood poured in abundance down from the gouge.


Plan for this part: Widen intro, introduce more characters and a reason for the war - or maybe I should unfold that latter part slowly throughout the story.

Constructive criticism welcome.
 
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The Old alliance destroyed, by 1 person. The Lich King had one of his banshees force a Human to attack the Orcs, just to give them a reason to start war anew. Probably because it gave him more troops and weakened enemy forces to invade the living world, though the few who knew his plans this were unsure of his true intentions. So far all was going according to plan… or so the Lich King thought. As Samal’Thazad reported to his master, that all was going well the Lich King smiled for once in many long years…
Before the alliance broke, the humans tried to stop the incoming war by making a treaty. However the Orcs were outraged at the humans for attacking them. The human leaders tried to ask the night elves for support, desperate to stop a war, as they did not want their nation destroyed again, though the night elves remained neutral, unwilling to fight another war by merely trying to stop the war itself…
(MORE STUFF HERE)
Moments before the battle started, the humans and orcs encampments were on the ledges of the valley that would most likely where the battle would take place though as Lord Aindreas thought “you could never be sure with those Orcs…” as the war drums sounded, they hit the human encampment like a tidal wave, Lord Aindreas hastily ordered 5 score of his best knights to flank the enemy, and charge when the horn sounded. The orcs charged down the hill Lord Aindreas waited until they were halfway across the valley then he blew the horn all the knights from the encampment and side charged down the hill leaving the Orcs temporarily stunned. Archers arrows came down, sounding like hundreds of wasps as they were forged that way they fell short only a few found their mark. Lord Aindreas ordered the rest of his men to move up, while at the same time the knights finally made it to the enemy trampling several of them while many more sliced with their deadly blades.


about half of it didnt want to give away my ending right now:grin:
 
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Even though i do not like refering to myself, i reccomend that some of you check out The Unwritten RP Rules.

Even though they generally are rules for Forum RP, they can also come in handy when writing stories, since the two things are more or less the same.

Also:
Once again: I'd read your story twisted, but i wanna' make sure i don't steal anything off of you. ;)
 
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Nice story, Twisted! I'm sure you'll beat me, lol.



Uhm, this is a bit strange. Shouldn't it be.. 'I brandished Khrar and shouted tauntingly;
''Who's next?''

I don't got time right now, but I'll review more later! ^^

I don't think so. I'll skim through LotR and see. D:

EDIT: Also, I want to know whether I'm doing on-the-body correctly. That is, am I conveying pain sufficiently?
 
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Your using Lord of The Rings as a reference?

I would advise you don't as some of the language and style is rather dated... (I love LoTR so don't flame ¬.¬) Not to mention you don't want to run the risk of someone claiming you've stolen anything.

Not bad otherwise, not bad at all. Perhaps call them something else rather than 'little black things'? :p
 
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EDIT ^: I'm not using LotR as a reference, I use all the books I own to figure out how I want to write, be it right or wrong (see below). I call them "little black things" because the protagonist has no idea what they are, and I don't want the reader to either. D:

Tolkien doesn't make grammar mistakes like that.

Also, I speak with a burnt tongue automatically sometimes - that is saying something wrong so as to slow the reader down or draw attention to the specific sentence or word. Problem is I seem to do so in the wrong places.
 
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Suddenly, a swarm of little, black specks, merging together into a dark cloud, was to be seen on the sky, advancing towards my allies.

Kk? Don't overdo the criticism fyi, it's a first draft :D
 
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I prefer wiktionary, it doesn't have ads and is less messy. ^_^

Oh well, I'll make sure that things are not pierced, but IMPALED. *Evil laugh.*
 
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EDIT: Noticed I got holidays tomorrow, so I don't have school. Hurray. I can stay.
 
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Srs. You couldn't think of something in one day. You have a week and a half to post a 300ish words long WIP.

School until 1 or 2 daytime won't stop you from writing 300 words. You got another 8+ hours. :|
 
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