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Writing IoA Contest: Storys of Avalon (120 Bp on prizes)

Fae the Doll

Avatar: 226561 2010-03-01 22:10:21 -0500
8

[Island of Avalon]

Level 26 Emo Kid

“Lopsided McHaircut”

Just write and post in this thread a story about the Island of Avalon.

Can be of fantasy, science fiction, erotic…whatever Log in to see images!

Donbee, g7parsh, Blade97 and Fae the doll, going to judge the entrys.

The bests, most cool, funny or interesing texts wins:

Log in to see images!First Place: 50 Bp

Log in to see images!Second Place: 35 Bp

Log in to see images!Third Place: 20 Bp

Log in to see images! Donbee Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Log in to see images! G7parsh Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Log in to see images! Blade97 Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Alts allowed/No trolling

End date: 29th April.

Gl.

Fae the Doll

Avatar: 226561 2010-03-01 22:10:21 -0500
8

[Island of Avalon]

Level 26 Emo Kid

“Lopsided McHaircut”

Fae the Doll Posted:

Just write and post in this thread a story about the Island of Avalon.

Can be of fantasy, science fiction, erotic…whatever Log in to see images!

Donbee, g7parsh, Blade97 and Fae the doll, going to judge the entrys.

The bests, most cool, funny or interesing texts wins:

Log in to see images!First Place: 50 Bp

Log in to see images!Second Place: 35 Bp

Log in to see images!Third Place: 20 Bp

Log in to see images! Donbee Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Log in to see images! G7parsh Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Log in to see images! Blade97 Fav. Story: 5 Bp

Alts allowed/No trolling

End date: 29th April.

Gl.

toxx

Chuck Diesel

Avatar: 220714 2013-05-25 22:35:57 -0400
18

[Brainfreeze]

Level 69 Troll

I LOVE POSTING ON FORUMWARZ!

Stories*

Entries*

Chuck Diesel edited this message on 04/14/2010 10:57AM

megazeroexe

Avatar: 96079 2010-02-05 18:20:27 -0500

[Deth Krew 2010]

Level 44 Hacker

hi this is pcp saying i miss m0x

There once were two kingdoms in the land of ForumWarz known as WeChall and Island Of Avalon.

WeChall was the supreme user-proclaimed ‘Land of the retards’, mostly because its users and their leader make bumes out of themselves daily sorry quang i still love you, while the Island of Avalon was a depressed, relatively unknown ‘land of the retard rejects’.

Both kingdoms attempted to go to war but realized none of them know how to use a gun. Or a sword. And they were all too obese and covered in warts to don armor.

The end.

megazeroexe was banned for this post by Nicco

Raia

Avatar: Abstract Blue Circle

[WeChall is a ****ty klan]

Level 9 Hacker

“Script Kiddie”

Ima reserve this post space for my story then ^^

Uhm i have some questions?

1) can i just post a link(if ever it is longer)? or should I really write here in this given space?

2) Am I only allowed to use texts, and not visuals(eg video or pics)?

Raia edited this message on 04/14/2010 11:56AM

Fae the Doll

Avatar: 226561 2010-03-01 22:10:21 -0500
8

[Island of Avalon]

Level 26 Emo Kid

“Lopsided McHaircut”

Raia Posted:

1) can i just post a link(if ever it is longer)? or should I really write here in this given space?

Is too long? Post the link…

Raia Posted:

2) Am I only allowed to use texts, and not visuals(eg video or pics)?

Just texts.

xxEmoxKidxx

Avatar: 102681 2011-08-02 00:21:53 -0400
12

[A Beautiful Place -
Out in the Country
]

Level 69 Emo Kid

“The Infinite Sadness”

Here’s my entry.

Donbee and g7parsh were raping Fae while cutting her nipples off. Donbee liked it so much his male reproductive organ exploded into a million pieces, g7parsh was so suprised he **** on Fae’s face, then Superman flew in and puked all over everyone

THE END.

Oh yeah, Donbee had aids so Fae died 3 years later from aids and superman puke related deaths.

xxEmoxKidxx was banned for this post by spacekadt

donbee

Avatar: 227224 2010-03-29 15:46:15 -0400

[Island of Avalon]

Level 16 Hacker

“Packet Sniffer ”

xxEmoxKidxx Posted:

Here’s my entry.

Donbee and g7parsh were raping Fae while cutting her nipples off. Donbee liked it so much his male reproductive organ exploded into a million pieces, g7parsh was so suprised he **** on Fae’s face, then Superman flew in and puked all over everyone

THE END.

Oh yeah, Donbee had aids so Fae died 3 years later from aids and superman puke related deaths.

Log in to see images!

xxEmoxKidxx

Avatar: 102681 2011-08-02 00:21:53 -0400
12

[A Beautiful Place -
Out in the Country
]

Level 69 Emo Kid

“The Infinite Sadness”

Since apparently multiple entries are allowed, Post reserved for a better story. Log in to see images!

g7parsh

Avatar: 119206 2010-03-02 23:21:21 -0500
9

[Island of Avalon]

Level 69 Hacker

“Trojan Horse Magnum”

Post To sub.

Also, we hope to get a lot of entries. 50 BP is a lot.

xxEmoxKidxx

Avatar: 102681 2011-08-02 00:21:53 -0400
12

[A Beautiful Place -
Out in the Country
]

Level 69 Emo Kid

“The Infinite Sadness”

g7parsh Posted:

Post To sub.

Also, we hope to get a lot of entries. 50 BP is a lot.

5 dollars is a lot?

Blade97

Avatar: 228957 2010-04-13 18:35:55 -0400

[Island of Avalon]

Level 35 Hacker

“43 4f 44 45 20 4d 41 53 54 45 52”

g7parsh Posted:

Post To sub.

Also, we hope to get a lot of entries. 50 BP is a lot.

g7parsh

Avatar: 119206 2010-03-02 23:21:21 -0500
9

[Island of Avalon]

Level 69 Hacker

“Trojan Horse Magnum”

xxEmoxKidxx Posted:

5 dollars is a lot?

yea, i mean, you can get a WHOLE sandwich for that.

A WHOLE SANDWICH!

xxEmoxKidxx

Avatar: 102681 2011-08-02 00:21:53 -0400
12

[A Beautiful Place -
Out in the Country
]

Level 69 Emo Kid

“The Infinite Sadness”

g7parsh Posted:

yea, i mean, you can get a WHOLE sandwich for that.

A WHOLE SANDWICH!

Actually it’s more than $5. Taxes and such. Log in to see images!

Dirty Birdy

Avatar: Rocker Chick
5

[Forumwarz Speakeasy]

Level 19 Camwhore

“Playground Pin-Up”

posting bc i might feel the need to have story time later tonight i tell the best storys when im high hehehehe

UnlimitedTyy-
ppi

Avatar: 217173 2009-11-18 08:46:15 -0500
9

Level 69 Hacker

“Trojan Horse Magnum”

I haven´t written much before, so this is probably pretty crappy, but here goes(notice the original name):

The Island of Avalon

Staring into the black of the sky the man on a boat sighed, and sank his paddle into the water once more. It cut through the sprinkling waves with weight of a thousand stars, and as he pushed the boat onwards he felt his tens of thousands of years on his shoulders as if the pain had just been there yesterday. There are no stars in the sky, nor are there clouds. He knows this is where the peace awaits, the finish of something that began so easily, so simply with but a sword and his bare hands. Now, in this endless sea it all is supposed to reach its end.

The man’s hair is grey and long, battered and splintered, yet enduring. His robe is dark blue, without a stain, yet covered in blood of thousand races. The boat is small, barely enough to hold the man afloat, and yet it slides peacefully through the water. The paddle sinks once more into the ocean, and the man remembers his path, the redemption that awaits on the other side. The deeds that were needed, the moments of sweet victory and sorrow that have kept him alive, and delivered him here, to the other side of everything. The man understood a long time ago that within his reckoning there would be no other place for him but this.

He turns his eyes to his right hand, its fiery form and six fingers. It has been granted the force of a hundred suns, and still it has no strength in this place. It does not burn the paddle, doesn´t even leave a mark. His body is weak here, it can barely keep the boat moving despite the softness of the ocean. There is nothing left for him in where he comes from, he has known and finished his purpose, and now he has abandoned himself to this place, in search of a path of meaning.

In the distance an island can be seen. Against the black sky he can´t see anything but the edges, and still there is no doubt in his mind that it is the place he has been seeking for millennia. As the shore draws closer the castle atop the rocks becomes clearer, every push of the paddle brings out further detail in the infinite complexity of the towers that reach the darkened sky and beyond.

Years pbum as the boat draws closer to the never-ending island, but without hesitation the man carries his pain, and keeps moving the boat, sliding towards the only possible end he can ever know. Finally, with the last draw of the paddle, and still without warning, the boat touches ground, and the man sways in almost surprise that he actually has reached the island of his dreams. Cautiously, but without fear he steps onto the ground, feeling grabble under his shoes, adjusting slightly as his weight is being held by it. With one step at a time the man start moving up the small path, seeing his target far up on the mountain, where the castle stand in eternal glory.

After a long time he reaches the gate, thousands of feet high and wide. Slowly his burning hand reaches for it, when the man feels a moment of doubt. He knows this is the last place where he can find meaning in his life, where the purpose might be restored in a sweet end. After the moment he touches the mbumive gates of iron and wood with his hand, and without the slightest of pushes the gates open, revealing a mbumive hall, lit with candles on all sides. In the far end of the hall there is a small door, open. In that door there stands a figure, surrounded by light emanating from behind the door. The figure is looking at the man, and soon, from the end of the hall, a godly voice is heard.

“Who are you?” The voice shout, flickering the candles flame. The man readies his voice, and answers with as much power in his voice as he can muster in this place.

“I am a bringer of horror to the mortals, I am the Persecutionist…”

“What are you doing here?”

“I have come in search for the promised…”

“Do you know what is goatse?” The man is startled by this question. He has now been interrupted brutally twice, and the figure has not moved from its spot.

“I do not understand the meaning of this ´goatse´, but…”

“Leave, there is no place for you here, you are yet to see the light.” The figure shouts from the distance, and turns away from the man. Without hesitation the man takes one heavy step forward, and replies.

“I demand to know what this place exactly…” before he is able to realize what is happening the figure disappears from the doorway, and a blow is delivered to the man. His feet take off from the ground, and weightlessly he is send spiraling down the mountain side. With the last life in him he hears the figure shout.

“This is the Island of Avalon, ****. Now get the **** out when I say so.” The figure is left standing alone to the gate, as another voice is heard from the doorway.

“Hey Fae, whats taking so long?” And the figure answers.

“Nothing, Donbee. Just another ****ing noob.”

donbee

Avatar: 227224 2010-03-29 15:46:15 -0400

[Island of Avalon]

Level 16 Hacker

“Packet Sniffer ”

UnlimitedTyyppi Posted:

I haven´t written much before, so this is probably pretty crappy, but here goes(notice the original name):

The Island of Avalon

Staring into the black of the sky the man on a boat sighed, and sank his paddle into the water once more. It cut through the sprinkling waves with weight of a thousand stars, and as he pushed the boat onwards he felt his tens of thousands of years on his shoulders as if the pain had just been there yesterday. There are no stars in the sky, nor are there clouds. He knows this is where the peace awaits, the finish of something that began so easily, so simply with but a sword and his bare hands. Now, in this endless sea it all is supposed to reach its end.

The man’s hair is grey and long, battered and splintered, yet enduring. His robe is dark blue, without a stain, yet covered in blood of thousand races. The boat is small, barely enough to hold the man afloat, and yet it slides peacefully through the water. The paddle sinks once more into the ocean, and the man remembers his path, the redemption that awaits on the other side. The deeds that were needed, the moments of sweet victory and sorrow that have kept him alive, and delivered him here, to the other side of everything. The man understood a long time ago that within his reckoning there would be no other place for him but this.

He turns his eyes to his right hand, its fiery form and six fingers. It has been granted the force of a hundred suns, and still it has no strength in this place. It does not burn the paddle, doesn´t even leave a mark. His body is weak here, it can barely keep the boat moving despite the softness of the ocean. There is nothing left for him in where he comes from, he has known and finished his purpose, and now he has abandoned himself to this place, in search of a path of meaning.

In the distance an island can be seen. Against the black sky he can´t see anything but the edges, and still there is no doubt in his mind that it is the place he has been seeking for millennia. As the shore draws closer the castle atop the rocks becomes clearer, every push of the paddle brings out further detail in the infinite complexity of the towers that reach the darkened sky and beyond.

Years pbum as the boat draws closer to the never-ending island, but without hesitation the man carries his pain, and keeps moving the boat, sliding towards the only possible end he can ever know. Finally, with the last draw of the paddle, and still without warning, the boat touches ground, and the man sways in almost surprise that he actually has reached the island of his dreams. Cautiously, but without fear he steps onto the ground, feeling grabble under his shoes, adjusting slightly as his weight is being held by it. With one step at a time the man start moving up the small path, seeing his target far up on the mountain, where the castle stand in eternal glory.

After a long time he reaches the gate, thousands of feet high and wide. Slowly his burning hand reaches for it, when the man feels a moment of doubt. He knows this is the last place where he can find meaning in his life, where the purpose might be restored in a sweet end. After the moment he touches the mbumive gates of iron and wood with his hand, and without the slightest of pushes the gates open, revealing a mbumive hall, lit with candles on all sides. In the far end of the hall there is a small door, open. In that door there stands a figure, surrounded by light emanating from behind the door. The figure is looking at the man, and soon, from the end of the hall, a godly voice is heard.

“Who are you?” The voice shout, flickering the candles flame. The man readies his voice, and answers with as much power in his voice as he can muster in this place.

“I am a bringer of horror to the mortals, I am the Persecutionist…”

“What are you doing here?”

“I have come in search for the promised…”

“Do you know what is goatse?” The man is startled by this question. He has now been interrupted brutally twice, and the figure has not moved from its spot.

“I do not understand the meaning of this ´goatse´, but…”

“Leave, there is no place for you here, you are yet to see the light.” The figure shouts from the distance, and turns away from the man. Without hesitation the man takes one heavy step forward, and replies.

“I demand to know what this place exactly…” before he is able to realize what is happening the figure disappears from the doorway, and a blow is delivered to the man. His feet take off from the ground, and weightlessly he is send spiraling down the mountain side. With the last life in him he hears the figure shout.

“This is the Island of Avalon, ****. Now get the **** out when I say so.” The figure is left standing alone to the gate, as another voice is heard from the doorway.

“Hey Fae, whats taking so long?” And the figure answers.

“Nothing, Donbee. Just another ****ing noob.”

Thanks for submitting a real entry (and an excellent one at that, the writing is brilliant).

g7parsh

Avatar: 119206 2010-03-02 23:21:21 -0500
9

[Island of Avalon]

Level 69 Hacker

“Trojan Horse Magnum”

Wow, that’s a good story.

Log in to see images!

I see this contest was already a huge success.

g7parsh

Avatar: 119206 2010-03-02 23:21:21 -0500
9

[Island of Avalon]

Level 69 Hacker

“Trojan Horse Magnum”

As a contest judge, i shall bump for Entries.

Dirty Birdy

Avatar: Rocker Chick
5

[Forumwarz Speakeasy]

Level 19 Camwhore

“Playground Pin-Up”

this is my story

but 1st let me tell you my state of mind i have smoked a bowl and i smoked last night and woke up a lil high so this will be a story of rambles and offtopicness i will not be using any sort of grammar as i will be free typing this while watching one of the star wars movies so if i start talking about that it happens spell check is my only help on this and it wont be to much help as i have already made a made up words oh and btw my v and c keys don’t work well and my mouse might jump around

also male reproductive organs

Donbee g7parsh Fae the doll so i remember who to make this story about

so kids get ready sit down a round my fire and roast some marshmallows and smoke this with me why i tell you my story

The Story of How the Island of Avalon

once up on a time there was a fisher man this fish guy had a wife and kids and all that good **** but the fish guy he would go out on long fishing trips and story’s of far away lands so fish guys wife and kid would stay at home and stuff fish guys daughter was a pirdyfull young lady Far the doll would sit at home and do **** bum kitchen **** like make sandwiches and get beer for the local men it was her job kinda like and escort serve but more like a door to door waitress kind thing but she would go in to there house and make the sandwich and get you a beer out of your fridge kinda jobs no sex no hand jobs so shes out and a bout doing her sand witch job and getting beers she was sent to go to the new guy in towns house witch she had never met him she was all ways nervous about going into new house most new guys were douche bags and would just try and grab her ask her to make sandwich not on her menu and **** like that she arrives at the house and knocks on the door and r the man opens the door normal her clients would just get back in there chairs and stat telling her to get **** this one was different he asked if she would be like to shown around the kitchen and to help her self to any thing in there she needed he told her where to find things and all that stuff Fae then asked the man to sit down and she had it from here the man then asked for a beer she brought him one then he asked of a ham and cheese sandwich she mad him one he then asked for another beer and then he told her she was free to leave when ever she liked most men would try to get her to stay and get them exit drinks and stuff like that she left shortly after and she was then called back to the house a few weeks later the man had left her a bunch of little presents around the kitchen for her to find there was a pic of his male reproductive organ and a bouncy ball and a my little pony she was happy with the gifts and left after finding them all the mans little affair with Fae grew as the mo went on it was against strict company policy for Fae to date her clientele she told the man and asked for him never to call on her again breaking the rules was most deff lead to a goatse like death they p much turn you inside out from the bum hole and Fae well she wasn’t down with that and well i don’t blame her a few mo have past and Fae missed the man she wanted to see him again she missed him later that day she was called to one of the hotels she arrived at the room to find the man he said he wanted to see him and he knew that if i called you to the house you wouldn’t come she was like yeah Ive missed you so much and stuff but like i don’t want to die to love you the only way this will work is if we run far far away then the man looked at Fae and said i think its time i tell you who i am Fae looked to him and had been longing to find out how the staring man was standing up in his man stance it the stance my friend jdan takes when hes lighting the hookah its kinda like the captain Morgan stance but down on one knee its the man kneel but any way back to the story the man told Fae that he was g7parsh the prince of Grabalon he was looking for his bride and stuff or at least some chick to knock up to keep the family line going he had been out and had found a new hunk of land not to far from where ever it was that Fae was from Fae not knowing what to do but didn’t want to spend the rest of her life as a sandwich **** looked at g7parsh and said that she wanted to run away with him and hoped that she could make him happy she asked for the time to say good bye to her parents and grab some of her things and was steeped away by her love they road my house back to the boat dock where he had left his ship once on there ship it was a 4 day trip to the hunk of land he had found he wanted to let his love see the place it was so pirdy full blue green waters white sand beaches it was perfect she fell in love with the Island she looked to her love and said this is like the best place ever and g7parsh looked to Fae and asked he to marry him and make this there kingdom Fae shocked and egg-sighted all at the same time said yes this was only something she could of dreamed of so any way the thought they should name there land they went with the island of Avalon they built there kingdom and soon after that had a baby and named it Donbee the end

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