Simplicity Contest [CLOSED]Starting today, on the Ides of March (Beware! ), we begin a new contest! We've taken into account suggestions by our members and have come up with what I believe shall prove to be a great contest! Introducing our...
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An Odd EncounterWalking through the green, serene forest was one of the common pastimes for the silly fox girl Lillian. She should know: She LOVED playing tricks on unsuspecting travelers, hikers and regular folks camping because why not? She’s a hyper goofball who likes to wrecks people’s lives with playful havoc. However, today was a blue moon to unwind from her hyperactive ways and letting the songbirds’ chant sooth her ears and mind in a land of calming bliss.An Odd Encounter by lovelymars908
Lillian wore a pink long blouse with a one-sided neck cut and blue and pink shoes; a backpack was slung on her arm with the basic outdoor necessities. The girl continued on strolling, and decided to play.
She scuttled around the grass, bushes, and trees, sniffing petunias and wildflowers while chasing little animals. After playing around, Lilian continuing her walk.
This forest was unfamiliar for the armored figure. He was armed with a sword and shield and a woven bag of supplies slung on his shoulder. A golem. What kind of
The Forest of Sleeping MenThe forest was falling into ruin, the trees like brittle skeletonsThe Forest of Sleeping Men by vvlpes
with the wind blowing through empty rib cages.
Even the most oblivious animals realized this inevitable fate they had come to,
but what could they do to fix such a horrible problem?
The spirits took the liberty of deciding who would be sent to awaken the Guardian,
the only thing that could end the threat of humans forever.
They chose the finicky fox girl Lillian for this honorable adventure,
though she was the youngest, they put their faith and lives in her hands.
Finally, after days of trekking across the forest, she came to a small clearing,
the light shone on a single figure in the middle, the Guardian.
A gasp escaped her, the silver golem was a sight deserving of awe.
She peered around the trunk of a small tree, feeling insignificant compared to him.
A set of iron flails for a left hand, slightly rusted, and a mighty sword for a right,
this Guardian looked like some
An Odd Encounter: A Knight of RevivalDerrigad Ferrobot stood completely still in front of a log cabin. His silver armor reflected the morning sunlight in a bright display of beauty. But small spots of rust were beginning to form on the joints of his knees and elbows. For he had not moved from this spot in three years.An Odd Encounter: A Knight of Revival by trutillo
His master Marro was the strongest alchemist in all of Bulahn, and a very paranoid man. He had created Derrigad many years ago after a bandit raiding party had nearly killed him. His only order had been to protect this home no matter the cost.
Decades passed and Derrigad defended the home from all sorts of evils. Orcs and bandits and vicious animals. Anyone or anything that saw the home as an easy plunder soon regretted their folly. Unfortunately there was one thing that Derrigad could not defend Marro from. Time. One day Marro's life force just faded away as is the natural course for humans. Even the most powerful of alchemists could not defeat father time.
Derrigad felt the loss of his master immediately.
An Odd-Encounter (dA-WritersRevolution Contest)“Got’cha.” She crouched down, now looking for whatever snapped the twig. She was expecting to see the bushy tail and bright orange fur of a normal fox. But through the bushes, she saw something she didn’t expect. Instead of orange, a large of rush of solid white strolled through the bushes.An Odd-Encounter (dA-WritersRevolution Contest) by Dying-Revenge
Lillian backed away slowly into the trees, not wanting to reveal herself. Whatever it was she saw, it was going to come out of hiding soon. She saw one black paw poke through the bushes, followed by a snout. After the snout, came its head. Lillian was stunned. It was no doubt a fox, but its fur was a solid coat of white, accompanied by deep red eyes. She can’t believe she never saw this one before, it amazed her that an albino fox has evaded her for this long. She was now more anxious than ever to befriend this fox. She waited a bit longer, hoping the fox would come out further into the open
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