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Postby OuRaion » June 4th, 2013, 7:57 am

2 chapters! :-o
Chapter 3: show
Okay Seriously, Just Answer the Freaking Questions!

“Josh! Get up you lazy arse!”

I sat up and yawned. I knew my mum was being sarcastic, but at a time like this, I couldn’t handle it.

“Really? At a time like this, you talk to me casually, as if nothing has happened over the past 24 hours? “
“I’m sorry; I’m just trying to take a bit of the stress away from you by acting normal.”
“Well nothing is normal right now, so please stop trying.”

I got out of bed, picked up the dragon (that was sleeping on the end of the bed, it must have moved overnight) and followed my mum to the main room with the table in the middle, and then down a hallway labelled ‘Kitchen’.

When we got there, Jonas was cooking some eggs and bacon.

I sat down at the table, and Maddie walked in through a different door.

“Oh! Jonas! You’re cooking. What, did your computer break again? Do you have to occupy yourself some other way?”
“Oh shut it Maddie, its Josh’s first morning here, I thought I’d treat him to some of my world famous bacon and eggs.”
“World famous bacon and eggs my arse. Josh, you’re so lucky. Jonas only made enough for you and the dragon, you know, because Jonas doesn’t think of anyone else.”

Jonas glared at Maddie.

‘Maddie called it a dragon too? I’ve got to ask about this.’

“So this is a dragon?”
“Don’t ask now Josh, wait until everyone else is here. Then you can ask all the questions you want.”

One dragon feeding, two fried eggs and some bacon later, everyone else started to enter the room and sit down around the table.

My dad turned to me.

“Okay Josh, it’s time we gave you some answers.”

I mumbled under my breath.

“You can say that again.”

My dad kept talking, obviously not hearing what I had said.

“Where do I start? Hmmm. Ah! So Josh, last night I asked you if you had any idea what that is.”

My dad pointed to the dragon on the word ‘that’.

“Well, what were you going to say?”
“I was going to say dragon.”
‘But it can’t be one.’
“Yes Josh, you are correct.”

‘Wow.’

“But this is the only dragon in existence. You are truly one in seven billion.”

I thought about this statement.

“Isn’t there only seven billion people on the planet though?”
“Yes Josh; that makes you very special, very special indeed.”
“Huh. Wow.”
“I’ll start from the beginning. You ready?”
“Of course.”
“Okay then. Well, all these age old stories of mythical creatures, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, they were all true. Seriously, I’m not lying.”

My dad was telling the truth. I could tell from the tone of his voice and, well, he doesn’t lie.

“This here is the last of all dragons in the world. The dragons were a powerful race, they kept peace everywhere, but knights were afraid of them, the knights didn’t see anything about the dragons except their tough, powerful, intimidating exterior, so they decided to get rid of the dragons to make the world a better place. The knights slowly killed off the dragons, and they almost went extinct. Only this one remains. But ever since the knights started to kill the dragons, there has been another group of people that sought to stop the knights. We are all that is left of those people. We all joined up for a common reason, to save the dragons.”

“Wow.”

“There’s more. The knights are still around, they just aren’t known as knights anymore, they’re known as The Noistarê. Those are the people that attacked us yesterday.”
“The people that attacked us yesterday and failed.” Added Jonas.

My dad continued, “They want to rid the world of the dragons once and for all, and take over the world. You know, cliché evil organisation stuff. So where were we? Ah yes, the Noistarê. The Noistarê will have a hard time killing this dragon.”
“Why’s that?”
“It is a black dragon, the most powerful dragon out there, but it must get trained before it can learn to master any of the elements it is able to.”
“That sucks.”
“You must be trained too, Josh.”
“That sucks even more.”
“You must be highly trained in many martial arts and must be proficient with many types of non-lethal and lethal weapons before we can wipe out the head of their organization’. He’s cruel, mean, and just plain bad. And in typical cliché fashion, he’s German.”
“What’s his name?”
“Josh.” Maddie spoke, “We know his name, we just, we just can’t pronounce it.”
“Well could you write it down?”
“Sure.” My dad answered.

He grabbed a bit of paper and a pen, and wrote down a name. He handed me the paper, and I looked at the name.

‘Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff? What kind of name is that?’

Jonas must have seen the expression on my face, so he talked.

“Yeah, that’s his name.”

That was all a lot of information to take in. I sat there and thought while stroking the dragon. I sat there for what felt like hours before I talked again.

“Why was I able to take out those people last night so easily? Why do I of all people get the dragon? And why did it come to me a couple nights ago?”
“Well Josh, that thing you did last night, you can thank your dragon here. He leant you power to overcome those people and win in the end. It won’t happen all the time; only when you are in a large amount of danger will your dragon lend power to you. You must train to get that powerful.”
“And my other questions?”

“I’m getting to them! Why you were chosen? When you were born, the dragon’s mother came to us to ask us to defeat the Noistarê and return the dragons to their former glory. She was dying and needed someone to raise the all-powerful black dragon, to be its companion and life-long friend. The dragon’s mother took one look at you, touched you on the brow with her snout and that was that. You were chosen from that moment on.”

“And why it came to me…?”

Jonas talked for my dad. “Well, it uh, kinda escaped. Don’t worry; we’ve ramped up security since then.”

“Wow.”

My dad talked again. “And Josh, before you go, what shall you call the dragon?”

“What shall I call him? Hmm…”

One name popped into my head. A very familiar name, but I couldn’t think of where I had heard it before.

“Ezekiel. His name will be Ezekiel.”
“Oh wow, Josh.”
“What did I do Maddie? Did I say something bad?”
“Ezekiel. You said Ezekiel.”
“I don’t-“
“That was the name of the last black dragon that lived; over 700 years ago.”
Then that whisper in my head.

‘Ezekiel…’
‘Yes, your name is Ezekiel.’
‘My name… Ezekiel…’
‘Wait, since when could I talk to you with my mind?’
‘Always you idiot.’
‘Wait, when did you gain the ability to say more than one thing at a time?’
‘I have had this ability since I was born, I just felt like trolling you a bit before you knew.’
‘I think we’re going to get along great Ezekiel.’
‘Me too Josh.’


“So Josh, all good now?”
“Yeah dad, I’m all good.”
“Great! Grab Ezekiel and we’ll start training right away.”
“WHAT?”
“Stop whinging and hurry up.”
“Ugh, fine.”

I picked up Ezekiel and followed my dad back into the main room and down a corridor labelled ‘Training Room’. We were halfway down the hallway when Ezekiel talked to me again.

‘What’s so bad about training Josh?’
‘Just one thing. The ‘training’ part.’
‘Weak little human.’
‘Hey! I’m stronger than you!’
‘We’ll see about that.’
‘What do you mean “we’ll see”?’
Ezekiel didn’t respond.
‘Ezekiel? Ezekiel! Dammit.’


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Training, Training and Guess What? More Training

“Ow! My patella!”

I grabbed my knee and fell to the ground.

“Get up you weakling, that was hardly a hit.”
“Well it still hurt!”

I sat down on the floor, clutching my knee. There’s sweat dripping off of my face and my muscles are refusing to work at all.

“C’mon Josh, get back up!”

My dad walks over to me and offers a hand. I grab it, and he lifts me back up.

“Can we stop now dad?”

I slightly sway, feeling dizzy and a little dehydrated.

“Well Josh, we have been at it for eight hours straight. Hmmm, no. We can’t stop.”

My expression turned from one of pain to one of horror.

“I have two weeks left to train you enough to become powerful enough against The Noistarê, and in the six weeks we’ve been training, you haven’t improved much. You’re stronger than what you were before, but still not half as strong as what you should be by now.”

I had been training. Not just combat with my dad, but tech stuff with Jonas and weapons with John. I had gone far beyond Jonas’ and John’s expectations in their fields of expertise, but I was still lacking in one area, combat.

“Yeah I know dad, I’m trying my best.”

‘That’s rubbish Josh.’

And Ezekiel? Honestly, he had been training harder than me. He had also grown in six weeks to roughly the size of a very large dog. Or a small horse.

‘I know Ez; I’ve just got to train harder, work harder.’
‘No Josh. You’re fine. You are as powerful as you should be. You just aren’t putting effort into it. Just try a little will you?’
‘Fine.’
‘You don’t sound so confident.’
‘Fine Ez, I’ll try harder.’


“So Josh, one more spar?”

My aching body parts, my sweaty everything, I tried to ignore it, and I answered my dad.

“Yeah, sure. Why not?”

Taking what Ezekiel had said into account, I somehow found energy from some place deep inside wherever energy is stored, and faced my dad for another spar.

“Dad, go a little bit harder on me.”
“Are you sure? You haven’t been able to hit me when I was-”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”

We bowed, and my dad said the word to commence the fight.
I raised my fists up to my face in defence, and my dad did the same.
We circled around each other, before I lazily threw a punch at my dad’s face.
He blocked it of course.
Ezekiel was watching from the side.

‘You call that putting in effort Josh? I know rabbits that could beat you in a fight.’
‘Yeah, because you know a rabbit that can outsmart a bullet.’


With my right side open, my dad went to punch me in the solar plexus, but amazingly I blocked it.
I blocked it!

I hadn’t done that in, well, in forever.

“Good Josh, you’re actually reacting at a normal speed for once.”

‘Oh shut up dad.’

I aimed a kick at my dad’s ribs, but he blocked and went to counter by grabbing my leg, which I used to my advantage. I jumped up and used my free leg to kick him in the other side of his torso, sending us both crashing to the ground.

‘Well done Josh.’

“That was a lot better Josh; I see you’re putting in some effort.”
“Yeah dad, I thought putting a little effort in would do something.”
“When did you figure that out? Idiot. Okay Josh, get up, we’ll go again.”
“But I thought-“
“Nope! We’re sparring again.”

We untangled ourselves from each other; stood up, faced each other, bowed and my dad said the commencing word.
Before waiting for me to attack first, my dad went straight in with a couple kicks, one to the left of my torso, one to the right.
I blocked, and countered. This time however, I faked a kick at his groin and instead whacked him over the head. While he was dazed, I grabbed his right arm, pulled it up around his back, kicked the back of his knee, making him fall and forcing him to the ground. I pinned his legs in place with my knees, and pushed his face into the training mat.

“Held.”

I let go of my dad, and we got up.

“Okay Josh that was one opponent, but how about three?”
“What?”

‘Hehe Josh, you’re screwed.’
‘Gee, thanks for the words of encouragement.’
‘Thanks, I do try my best.’
‘Yeah, best joke I’ve heard all day.’


“JONAS! JOHN! GET IN HERE!”

After my dad yelled out, he faced me.

“You ready Josh? If you can beat us without so much as a bruise, you’re more than ready. You get so much as a flicked ear, it’s more training.”

‘You can do it Josh!’
‘You sure? I don’t think-‘
‘I’m sure.’


“Yeah, I think I’m ready.”

‘You can do this Josh, I feel the power in you, and you just have to try.’
‘Thanks Ez.’
‘No problem.’


John and Jonas walked through the door.

“Now Josh, John and Jonas are at the same level as me when it comes to hand-to-hand combat. Are you sure you’re ready for all three of us?”
“Yeah, just say the word whenever you’re all ready.”

I faced Jonas, John and my dad, and we all bowed.
My dad said the word.

Before I could even think about thinking about attacking, Jonas leapt at me with a flying kick to the face. I ducked and grabbed his leg that was airborne above me which caused him to crash to the ground.
John came at me from behind, supposedly to knock me down with a kick to the back of my legs, but he missed as I somehow did a backflip on the spot.
Yeah, a backflip.
I hadn’t done one of those before, but I just did without prior training. I can’t describe it. It was just instinct. I landed behind John, knocking him down. As he fell, he landed badly on his wrist. He stood himself up and walked out holding his limp right hand in his left one, saying it wasn’t my fault.

‘Well, one down two to go. How’s that Ez?’
‘Meh. I can still do better.’
‘Well you are a dragon.’


The next few things I did were a blur.

A kick here, a punch there, a hadouken over in the corner, an accidental fireball, kamehameha wave at the moon.
In the end, I was left standing, untouched, while Jonas and my dad were lying face-down, groaning.
The smoke from the fireball reached the fire system and the sprinklers turned on.

‘Nice one Josh.’
‘Is that meant to be sincere or sarcastic Ez?’
‘A little of both.’


“Okay Josh, I think you’re good now.”
“Go get mum or Maddie will ya Josh? I’m feeling a bit sore.”

Jonas and my dad were talking slowly, wincing every time they spoke a word.

***

“Hey guys, I’m sorry for all the damage and pain I caused you.”
“Ah it’s not your fault Josh, you did well.”

John was lying down with a bandage around his right wrist.

“Yeah Josh, don’t worry ‘bout me, I’m fine.”

Jonas was sitting in a chair.

“That was very good Josh. You’re more than ready to face The Noistarê when the time arises. For now, two more weeks of training. But, it will be reduced to about one hour a day with each of us. And that hadouken? Very good, even I can’t do one of those. I knew you were ready.”
“Then why did you tell me I wasn’t?”
“I had to tell you something to motivate you.”
“Actually, it was Ez who motivated me.”
“Ah! Even better! Well Josh, I suppose you’d best get to bed. You’ve had a long day, and you’d probably like a whole heap of sleep right now.”

I was feeling very tired.

“Okay. Goodnight guys.”

A synchronised response came from John, Jonas and dad.

“Goodnight Josh.”

I turned and walked out the door, to the main room and then down the hallway labelled ‘Quarters’. My room was room 9. It was quite a large room, with a big comfy bed right in the middle for me, and something that looked like an over-sized dog bed.

‘C’mon Ez, I know you’re feeling tired too.’
‘How’d you know?’
‘I’ve started to feel your emotions, it’s weird, I couldn’t before, but now I can.’
‘You really are getting stronger. Your dad is a good trainer.’
‘Yeah, he is. A good trainer and a good father.’


I hopped into bed, and Ez got comfy in his dragon-bed.

‘Goodnight Ez.’
‘Goodnight Josh.’

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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby Kal » June 6th, 2013, 10:04 pm

This is still rather awesome Ou..!

For some reason I find myself drawn towards Ezequiel... I would really like a dragon of my own now - and I've never been reallllly into dragons before.

Josh's powers are building now.. but it still feels like the calm before the storm. Can't wait to see where it goes from here!

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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby OuRaion » June 6th, 2013, 10:11 pm

Where it goes from here? Hint: Cliche German villain.

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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby OuRaion » June 9th, 2013, 2:04 am

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Ezekiel's Might
It had been a week and a half since my training incident, and my dad wanted to see what Ez could achieve, as our first mission was to be in a few days.

“So Ez, show us what you can do.”

‘Alright. I’m warning you now, stand back.’

I relayed the message to my dad, and we both stood over by the door.
Ezekiel made a funny noise, kind of like a little ‘puff’ and a tiny bit of smoke came out of his nostrils.

‘That’s it? Ha! I thought you were more powerful then that!’
‘I am.’
‘Prove it.’


Ezekiel made another ‘puff’ noise, although this time it was louder. It was so amazing! Like nothing I’d ever seen before! It… it was more smoke then last time.
I couldn’t resist laughing. Even my dad couldn’t contain a smile.

“That’s it Ez? That’s all you can do? I thought you were more powerful than that. We’ve seen better. Where has better gone?”

Ezekiel‘s response was an angry grunt.
It seems like my dad agrees with me then.

“What are you? A dragon or a glorified chimney?”

I felt angry; the anger was coming from Ez, not from me.

‘Is dad annoying you Ez?’
‘Of course he is.’
‘Well he is kinda making sense…’
‘Kinda!?’


Ez got a bit angry at me too.

‘Sorry, sorry, but you aren’t showing much of your almighty dragon power that we saw a couple days ago All you’re able to do now is make smoke. Not very amazing.’
‘Oh really? I’d like to see you make smoke.’
‘What about that hadouken I did a couple of weeks ago?’
‘That doesn’t count.’
‘Hmph. Still not showing much ‘high and mighty’ power Ez.’


“Josh, can I see you over here for a moment?”
“Sure dad.”

I followed my dad outside the training room. When I was out of the room, my dad closed the door behind me, and started whispering.

“Josh, I must tell you now, that I’ve noticed that Ez is actually as powerful as he should be already.”
“I know, but why isn’t he showing it?”
“I don’t really know. That’s where I’m going to have to get you to do something.”
“What do I have to do?”
“Make him angry.”
“That sucks.”
“Yeah, you’re going to have to make Ez feel so angry with himself that he lets out all his power.”
“Such a wonderful job I have! Do you have an ambulance waiting? You know, just in case.”
“Trust me Josh, he won’t hurt you. No matter what you do, he won’t hurt you of all people. You’re going to have to go in there and make fun of him. I know you’ll feel bad doing it, but it’s the only way.”

I looked around. I considered what I had to do. I remembered our mission. Is not making Ezekiel angry really worth risking the world being lost to The Noistarê? No, there are worse things than teasing something that won’t hurt a hair on your body. I just, I just didn’t want to make him feel bad.

With much hesitation, I responded.

“Okay dad, I’ll do it.”
“Great, now get back in there and start being mean.”

My dad opened the door for me, and we walked in the room to find Ezekiel still trying. He was still only achieving smoke.

‘Nice job Ez! Have you mastered the powers of the chimney yet?’

I felt bad about that.

‘Not ye- HEY!’

‘What? I was just curious. It’s not like you have anything better to tell me.’

Feeling a bit worse.

‘I do so!’
‘I don’t care about what type of rabbit tastes the best.’
‘I DON’T EAT RABBIT!’
‘I’m sorry, you’re a chimney, you eat wood. Forgive me.’
Feeling a little regretful now.
‘I’M MORE THEN A CHIMNEY!’
‘ A magical chimney with wings?’


I was feeling terrible at that moment.

‘I’M A DRAGON!’
‘I haven’t seen anything so far to prove that. Well, except your wings and your amazing ability to produce smoke.’


Ezekiel didn’t answer, he just gave me an evil-eye, and his rage filled me.
I felt really bad for this, but it was the only way.

Ezekiel turned around to face the firing wall, and with an almighty roar, he let loose a fire ball smaller than what mine was, but from the heat I could feel standing twenty metres away from it, it was at least ten times as powerful.
It hit the target with a giant explosion, and knocked my dad and I off of our feet.

After the heat died down, Ezekiel collapsed, exhausted.
Then the sprinklers turned on and dad and I regained consciousness.

‘Well Ez, I guess that where there is smoke, there is fire.’
‘Shut up Josh.’
‘But-’
‘I’m not talking to you right now.’
‘I was making you angry on purpose.’
‘What?’
‘I had to. Dad said it was the only way to get you to show your full power.’
‘Really?’


“It’s true Ez.”
“Dad?! How the hell did you know what we were thinking?”
“Umm, iDerp app that Jonas made.”
“When was I told about this?”
“You weren’t.”
“Why not?”
“Well, you see… No reason.”
“Please delete it, and tell the others to do the same.”
“But-“
“Quickly! Before I hadouken that iDerp into the plains of oblivion.”

My dad pulled out his iDerp and presumably deleted the app that Jonas had made for the rest of the guys/Maddie, so that they could join in our conversations when needed. It was not needed now. Or ever.

“So as I was saying, yes Ez, it is true. Josh did have to make you angry.”

‘Oh. Well if it was necessary… No hard feelings?’
‘Sure. No hard feelings.’
‘By the way Ez, can I tell you something?’
‘What is it?’
‘Your nickname has now officially been changed from ‘Ez’ to ‘Chimney’.’


“Nice one Josh!”
“DAD! DELETE THE APP!”
“Sorry.”

‘You really want to call me that Josh?’

Ez let some smoke out.

‘Fine, fine. It stays as it is.’

So, Ez and I had almost reached out full potential at this stage, all thanks to the other. Training not only made us stronger fighting-wise, but it also strengthened the bond between us.

***

Later that night, before I went to bed, I went in to see dad. I approached his study and knocked.

“Come in Josh.”

I opened the door.

“How’d you know it was me?”
“I didn’t. So, what do you want?”
“To say thanks.”
“For?”
“Training me and Ez, your training has really been showing.”
“Yes, I learnt from the best. My mentor taught me. But to tell you the truth, you didn’t have to make Ez angry.”
“What!?”
“Well, my mentor taught me to do this to get rid of all fear from the person who has the dragon. This is the only way.”
“Gee, thanks again dad. Who was your mentor?”
“My father, your grandfather.”
“He was in this too?”
“He was.”
“Why isn’t he anymore?”
“Kath.”
“That witch?”

“Witch would be surprisingly accurate Josh. Kath is actually a member of The Noistarê, sent in to keep your grandfather away. She uses a strange combination of herbs to keep him under her spell.”

“Why don’t you go there and knock her out? Taser her or whack her over the head or give her an arrow to the knee? Why do you just sit there and tell him to get rid of her instead of doing something yourself?”

“It’s his fight Josh, not ours; he has to win this one himself. You know how my side of the family acts like we dislike him now? Well, we actually don’t, we just have to act that way to conceal it. If he sees we do not love him anymore, he’ll try harder.”

“Wait, your whole family is in on this?”
“Josh, my whole side of the family is this organisation. Our family founded it, and our family continues on to one day win, when we all may rest easy.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah, wow is correct. Now back to the topic of your grandfather. Hopefully one day he’ll win his battle.”
“I hope that too dad. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Josh.”

I walked out of my dad’s study and closed the door.
So my grandfather wasn’t as bad as I thought he was, he was just being held captive by a witch.
I wish I could take back every bad thing I said about him since Kath came into his life.
I wish he’d win his battle so I could hug him, smell his distinctive smell, walk around his house and above all, apologise for doubting him.
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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby Kal » June 9th, 2013, 2:41 am

The secret to Ez's powahhh. Who'da thunk it?

Now they've got some skillz, I'm keen to see exactly what they've got when push comes to shove. Interesting little tidbit at the end to regarding the grandfather, we'll see how that dynamic unfolds.

Still real entertaining Ou! Hurry yo'self with the next installment! :P
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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby OuRaion » June 9th, 2013, 2:47 am

Thanks!
I mean, I do have chapter 6 done, but you're not getting it for a few days :P
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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby Dark Huntress » June 9th, 2013, 4:16 pm

Wow! Really good ^^ I love the convos between Ez and Josh! You portray Ez's personality very well!

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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby OuRaion » June 9th, 2013, 10:14 pm

Sorry about the German's name, but is kinda hard to change it now,'seeing as I've just devoted a whole chapter to him...
I wasn't trying to be offensive or anything, trust me. If you saw what his name was at first...
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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby OuRaion » June 12th, 2013, 8:19 am

I hope this doesn't offend anyone. If it does, sorry, I didn't mean for it to be offensive.
PS. Short chapter.
Chapter 6: show
Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff
I was angry, I pressed the button on the phone on my desk that linked me straight to my secretary, Linda; a short, blonde haired, middle-aged woman that was the one person in this organisation that could tolerate me for more than five minutes.

"Linda! Get zee head of the zee missions department immediately!"
"Yes sir, right away."

‘Ah Linda, what would I do without her?’

I sat back in my chair and twiddled my thumbs, fuming about the mess-up. What had happened was that I had requested an attack on the base of the ‘dragon lovers’, as I like to call them, and ordered the head of missions, Thomas Finch, to plan and carry out the operation.
He said he had handpicked the finest people to go on the mission, but when I had a look at who he sent, I was disgraced. He had sent our newest recruits off to attack the base of our greatest enemy! I had ordered him to send our best men, not our worst!
And what's even worse is that the mission was a total failure! Not one of our agents even got a scratch on any of the ‘dragon lovers’. I wanted to have a little chat with Thomas, but Thomas had taken the last few days off due to an 'unforeseen illness'.

Pah! He was never sick; he knew what was going to happen if he showed up again. Coward! He'll get his quite soon.
While going over what elaborate ways I could torture Thomas, Linda called me.

"Sir, Thomas is here."
"Send eem in."
There was a knock on my door.
"Come een!"

Thomas opened the door slowly, and the door creaked. (Note to self: oil door)
Thomas entered looking quite scared, with sweat running down his shiny bald head.

"Ah, Thomas. Pleeze, zit down."
Thomas went to sit down on one of the chairs furthest away from my desk, mostly because he was afraid of me. Good, he should be.
"No Thomas, zis vun here."

I pointed to a chair closer to my desk.
Thomas sat on the chair I pointed at, wiping his brow with a handkerchief.

"So, I assume you know why you are here?"
"Yes sir."
"Iz it true that you stuffed up my plans?"
"Yes sir."
"Iz it true vat you lied to me?"
"Yes sir."
"Do you vear ladies underwear?"
"Yes sir. Uh, I mean..."

I giggled a little bit; I liked to do that to people when they were scared. ‘Trolling’ is what I think it is called. I then regained myself.

"You have not been liztening!"
"But Sir I-"
"That's Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff to you!"
"I'm sorry Mister Sir Brockwurst Hizen-fliggle-biggle, er, how do you say your name again?"

I answered him, feeling quite annoyed that he didn’t know how to pronounce my name.

“Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff.”
“Oh, alright then. But Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff, I am truly-”
"Apologies don't get you anywhere in vis business! Good vork and loyalty does, and you have shown none of vis! You have two choices, you may retire and lead a good life, or you can be fed to zee kangaroos. Vat wood you prever?"
"Do kangaroos even eat meat Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff?"
"Vees ones do. I trained them to eat any meat vey see, except, of courze, each other, because that would get nowhere, and I’d have to get more kangaroos and avoid the RSPCA, eetz just too much vork."
"Well, if you don't mind Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff, I'll take the retirement."
"Nice choice. Vell, it vas a nice chat. Thank you for your service."

I stood up and shook Thomas' hand, pretending to be sincere, when really I was being very evil.

"I hope you lead a happy und healthy life!"
"Thank you Mister Sir Brockwurst Heisengalgherbrouff! I must say, this is out of character!"
“Of courze not! I am alvays like vis!”
“Really Sir? I-I didn’t know.”
“Vell you do now, go on and lead a good life Mr Finch!”
“Thankyou Sir!”

Thomas left and I sat down behind my desk, my finger hovering over a button.
I whispered under my breath.

"Vree, two, vun..."

*clunk, whirr, splash*

Thomas had reached the front door and I had pushed a button to open the trapdoor to the kangaroo tank. I had heard a scream and an awful screeching noise. He must surely have been eaten by now, the kangaroos haven’t been fed for a week.
I sat back down and pressed the Linda button on my phone.

"Linda, please regretfully inform Mr Finch's family vat he has died. Make up a story vor his death."
"Yes sir."

'Now, vat shall I do? I guess I still have my best men… No. I'll leave vem for anuzzer time. For now, I just sit back and train my best men even more!'

I went over to my phone and pressed the ‘Colonel Sanderz’ button. No, I don’t have direct contact with the man that founded KFC, Colonel Sanderz was the head of the training department; an expert in hand-to-hand combat and a master of weapons. Colonel Sanderz was a tall, well-built man with more muscles then Arnold Schwarzenegger. He had a shaven head and a tanned body. He is a great cook too, he makes wonderful cakes.

“Sir?”
“Colonel Sanderz, you must train zee new recruits harder! Train the like they’ve never been trained bevore! Motivate vem wiv vun of your cakes! Just make them powerful! You can inject vem wiv super-knight serum, just do someving!”
“Yes sir, I’ll be glad to.”
“Vankyou Colonel.”

That was what I was going to do, train the recruits harder, so that when the time came, the dragons would be gone once and for all. Those vile beasts would be finally gone from this world, and the Noistarê will have succeeded! I waited for the day when I could confront this new dragon and it’s owner, the day when I would fulfil my destiny and take over all of New South Wales!

Again, I hope I didn't offend anyone. And ignore the funny way of spelling, it is intentional. (But not meant to be offensive)
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Re: Ou's Story Thing

Postby Kal » June 12th, 2013, 2:46 pm

Haha. Very good. Sounds like something of a Doctor Evil. With ambition too - taking over New South Wales would certainly put him on the map. Well, a very small part of the map.

The kangaroos are swimming as well? Gotta get me some of those. I like the cut of their jib!

The fun story continues, good stuff THE OU!
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