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Off Topic => General Off Topic => Topic started by: Damsel on June 27, 2013, 06:07:15 am
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I open my eyes, everything is so fuzzy. Where am I? Who am I? I try to move, but my legs and arms are stone numb. I inch myself like a worm to the nearest light. It turns out to be a little hole to the outside world. I push up through the wall of dirt and emerge onto a brown planet that I do not know. Everything is so different, there are no plants, no animals, just me, myself, and I. As I inch my way across the brown plain, I start to see more and more others inching around and moving in the same general direction. It makes me wonder, what is drawing us all here? After several minutes of the same pinch body movement we reach a small cave in the ground where we all funnel down in a decently ordered fashion. Inside the entrance we see our commander. He seems to have regained his ability to move and is now shouting out directions. Everything around me is moving so fast that I can't even hear what he is saying. He notices my confusion and walks right up to me and delivers a shit talking of a lifetime, that I need to pull my head out of my ass and follow directions. I take the hint and motion my way over to the tunnel to my left. It seemed reasonable and I saw many others from before going that way. At the end of the tunnel we reach a cafeteria of a simplistic origin, they are serving up a green mush with no sides and some clear refreshment, I'm pissed for I crave something, and my body wasn't telling me what. During the lunch period the same A-hole commander came in with a list the size of Santa's naughty and nice list. He began to assign each one our handicapped asses to a room with 3 others. I was assigned to a room with some fellas of the number 16, 120, and 150. I then realized that my name was 1. After our meal we headed back to the room to nestle down and finally catch some sleep after quit a bit of moving.
The next morning I woke up to the same fuzzy feeling as before but I could finally use my limbs and was able to walk. Noticing my roommates and how they still had to inch away seemed peculiar to me. Once into the tunnel again the same jackass commander noticed me and saw how I was different than all the others. He immediately sent me to training courses, it was my time to shine and learn something new. I was assigned to be a pilot flying my own aircraft. I Took this with great honor... I was going to be something that these little inchworms were jealous of. Once assigned to my duties I was trained and practiced flying my shuttle for a few hours but was abruptly cut off when the commander came in and said that I was to be deployed immediately and that I had to hurry because there wasn't much time. I climbed into my aircraft and flew off following the commander and the rest of the platoon into the heat of battle. We had a nice quiet run and I began to worry that this was a false alarm, but just like the calm before the storm, battle hit us like a brick. One minute I was flying with 9 other air crafts in a formation around me with several formations lined up in a clone like matter, and then the next pilots were being thrown straight into the ground by enemy crafts with far superior fighting power. I came in and looped around my first fallen comrade blasting his killer and avenging an untold horror. As I turned a full 360 degrees I was able to snipe off 5 other air crafts that were pursuing my commander. With gratitude on his brow I led away to further the fight and ensure success. Now regrouped with the rest of my comrades we went in for the full bonzai with nothing but fear and courage in our hearts. Left and right I saw my comrades fall, ultimately to death and a different world. I turned off all distractions and realized I had to win this battle right now. I spotted the enemy commanders ship and immediately sped for that direction. He noticed my pursuit and came at me full blast. Like a warp in time everything seemed to slow and for a moment I forgot where I was, then in the fury of the battle everything went black.
I woke up lying next to the smoking remains of my beautiful ship and across from me about 10 yards I saw the decapitated body of the enemy commander. At that moment I knew I had won. Looking into the sky knowing I had not failed my commander I smiled. I was happy for the first time that day. All of a sudden my timer went off, something in my body told me that my time was up and after 24 hours, I cashed in my two bits and began my journey to visit my fallen comrades. With a smile on my face, I closed my eyes, put my hand on my heart, and felt the very last beat that it would ever beat.
I hope you enjoyed my story! This story was also a puzzle, after reading it I would like for you to tell me what I was in the story because I clearly was not a human. So guess the species.
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No sir :D I aint a T-rex flying a fighter jet. but good guess.
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My first guess was a Louse-type of a parasite, but why would you fight other lice?.. Or how would you navigate your bird host?.. On the other hand, flying ants and termites are not aggressive, as far as i know...
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bee
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None correct yet. Keep guessing. and any sidenotes on the quality of my story? anything I should work on? :idea:
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Ant?
Is it even a real creature on earth?
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You's a sperm.
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I believe it's an insect of some sort. Larvae then selection from worker or "male" with wings.
Could be ants, defending themselves against thermites. Thermites being usually bigger than ants, thus the "superior" aircraft.
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I open my eyes, everything is so fuzzy. Where am I? Who am I? I try to move, but my legs and arms are stone numb. I inch myself like a worm to the nearest light. It turns out to be a little hole to the outside world. I push up through the wall of dirt and emerge onto a brown planet that I do not know. Everything is so different, there are no plants, no animals, just me, myself, and I. As I inch my way across the brown plain, I start to see more and more others inching around and moving in the same general direction. It makes me wonder, what is drawing us all here?
After several minutes of the same pinch body movement we reach a small cave in the ground where we all funnel down in a decently ordered fashion. Inside the entrance we see our commander. He seems to have regained his ability to move and is now shouting out directions. Everything around me is moving so fast that I can't even hear what he is saying. He notices my confusion and walks right up to me and delivers a shit talking of a lifetime, that I need to pull my head out of my ass and follow directions. I take the hint and motion my way over to the tunnel to my left. It seemed reasonable and I saw many others from before going that way. At the end of the tunnel we reach a cafeteria of a simplistic origin, they are serving up a green mush with no sides and some clear refreshment, I'm pissed for I crave something, and my body wasn't telling me what.
During the lunch period the same A-hole commander came in with a list the size of Santa's naughty and nice list. He began to assign each one our handicapped asses to a room with 3 others. I was assigned to a room with some fellas of the number 16, 120, and 150. I then realized that my name was 1. After our meal we headed back to the room to nestle down and finally catch some sleep after quit a bit of moving.
The next morning I woke up to the same fuzzy feeling as before but I could finally use my limbs and was able to walk. Noticing my roommates and how they still had to inch away seemed peculiar to me. Once into the tunnel again the same jackass commander noticed me and saw how I was different than all the others. He immediately sent me to training courses, it was my time to shine and learn something new. I was assigned to be a pilot flying my own aircraft. I Took this with great honor... I was going to be something that these little inchworms were jealous of.
Once assigned to my duties I was trained and practiced flying my shuttle for a few hours but was abruptly cut off when the commander came in and said that I was to be deployed immediately and that I had to hurry because there wasn't much time. I climbed into my aircraft and flew off following the commander and the rest of the platoon into the heat of battle. We had a nice quiet run and I began to worry that this was a false alarm, but just like the calm before the storm, battle hit us like a brick. One minute I was flying with 9 other air crafts in a formation around me with several formations lined up in a clone like matter, and then the next pilots were being thrown straight into the ground by enemy crafts with far superior fighting power. I came in and looped around my first fallen comrade blasting his killer and avenging an untold horror.
As I turned a full 360 degrees I was able to snipe off 5 other air crafts that were pursuing my commander. With gratitude on his brow I led away to further the fight and ensure success. Now regrouped with the rest of my comrades we went in for the full bonzai with nothing but fear and courage in our hearts. Left and right I saw my comrades fall, ultimately to death and a different world. I turned off all distractions and realized I had to win this battle right now. I spotted the enemy commanders ship and immediately sped for that direction. He noticed my pursuit and came at me full blast. Like a warp in time everything seemed to slow and for a moment I forgot where I was, then in the fury of the battle everything went black.
I woke up lying next to the smoking remains of my beautiful ship and across from me about 10 yards I saw the decapitated body of the enemy commander. At that moment I knew I had won. Looking into the sky knowing I had not failed my commander I smiled. I was happy for the first time that day. All of a sudden my timer went off, something in my body told me that my time was up and after 24 hours, I cashed in my two bits and began my journey to visit my fallen comrades. With a smile on my face, I closed my eyes, put my hand on my heart, and felt the very last beat that it would ever beat.
I hope you enjoyed my story! This story was also a puzzle, after reading it I would like for you to tell me what I was in the story because I clearly was not a human. So guess the species.
Enter... your best friend when making an e-story!
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It is of this planet don't worry. Keep guessing guys. Look at every detail. You gotta see the specifics
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Mayflies. DAMSELflies?
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No not mayflies haha.
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Any more guesses?
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BUMP
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Moths!!! no um flies!!! no damn uh uh uh!! TELL US!
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Ciacada? Dragonfly? Locust? Mosquito?
Oh wait. Caterpillar/ butterfly :)
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Moths!!! no um flies!!! no damn uh uh uh!! TELL US!
JAROLD IS THE WINNER! Plain old flies good sirs.
The story starts off with the a maggot emerging out of the hole of a brown planet, the planet is shit in the garbage, one could say like flies on shit. har har har.
After eating a hearty meal of garbage in the "cafeteria" the maggot falls asleep and turns into a full grown fly. When he learns to fly an aircraft its actually him learning to "Fly". The other aircrafts the fly has to fight is different assortments of insects all trying to feed on the garbage he was born into.
Near the end of the piece the fly, I, attack the enemy commander insect and after a crazy fight I kill him and rip off his head, But what links it all together is that I die right after being alive for 24 hours and some believe that flies "only live a day". I'm not sure if that's even right but I thought it would complete the story to have the hero complete his mission and die gloriously.
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Yay I thought it was either flies or moths, but mainly flies because I thought they only lived a day!
LOOMS PLZ
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My answer was cooler bro.
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But what links it all together is that I die right after being alive for 24 hours and some believe that flies "only live a day". I'm not sure if that's even right but I thought it would complete the story to have the hero complete his mission and die gloriously.
Flies live between a fortnight and a month, roughly. MAYflies live for 24 hours. GAY.
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Sorry Kalam I just wanted plain generic flies. But Jarold put a trade up in the market you won yourself.... 10K WOHOOHOHO
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But... But who were they fighting?.. Why would moths fight with anyone? And have a commander? Moths don't live in hives... Nor flies.
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They were just a bunch of maggots flying on shit trying to protect their garbage.
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They were just a bunch of maggots flying on shit trying to protect their garbage.
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Adding too many "drama", aka irrelevant and false facts, does make it pretty hard to guess what insect you're talking about.
We all add the "plane = flying insect" thing. But leading to false directions with 24h live, and fighting against an ennemy (i mean, seriously, fighting flies ? like dieing and all ?) that they don't even really have as flies (except spiders and birds, but your ennemies are clearly other flying insects).
So, conclusion : thanks for the reading, trying to "humanize" the insect is good, and adds to the fiction, but don't add accurate (24h) nonsense, if you want people to find wich thing you're talking about.
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I had to give some hints man. And flies do fight. You think they just wanna share all the shit bro?