Character Creation Contest #2 - Fan Fic Edition

Character Creation Contest #2 - Fan Fic Edition

This is Part 2 of @Project_Worm Character Creation Contest if you're interested in entering the rules are pretty simple really, I give you a theme and all of you wonderful writers create a character based on that theme. The winner of this contest will be in charge of starting the next one, so on and so forth... Cool?

The story MUST be no more than 500 words and no LESS than 350 words

Here's The Theme:

THE DEADLINE IS OCTOBER 25TH

@The Poet It's up :P

hmm...this will be an interesting contest...

Look forward to seeing what people do for this...

@The Poet Hopefully, the last one was great

@batkevin74@cbishop@VyseCarma@Strafe Prower Hope to see you gentlemen for ROUND TWO, any of you interested? :P

@Project_Worm Anything based on the picture, I just said I'd pick one that people could interpret differently, is that okay or will I change it?

@Irishlad: I'm in! So crying manga knife chick theme :) Go!

Length?

@VyseCarma 350-500 words

And its about: Studio Ghibli's Princess Mononoke?

@VyseCarma While it is Princess Mononoke it doesn't have to be about her, it can be anyone

@Irishlad: I might do this one. I haven't decided yet.

@Strafe Prower said:

@Irishlad: I might do this one. I haven't decided yet.

This.

I don't know the character pictured, so it won't be her. But I might have an original character to base on the image. I'll have to think on it a little bit.

@cbishop it doesn't have to be the actual character, I didn't have mononoke in mind because I don't know her either.

I just thought it looked like a cool picture,so make your own character if it's anything like your last story I'm sure it will be awesome

@Irishlad:

Disclaimer: I don't know what race the people in my story actually are, therefore the names mean nothing and I just came up with them. If they stand for poop-digger or something then I have no idea.

"A warrior is to be swift, agile, merciless. These are the values your father teaches. You tell me to you wish to rebel. Why would you trust me with this knowledge?" Princess Anouke stared into the cold face of her father's scholar, Ranmitakh. Her fists tightened and her lips moved slowly.

"My father is a tyrant. His pillaging will lead to the death of our home, you are his scholar, you write and you read for him, you know his deepest thoughts, you know what I speak to be true."

"You are only 15 years of age, your training will be tough, harsh, men have broken under it, men with an even greater will and desire than yours."

"Desire is a changing thing, but none possess more will, nor skill with a blade." Her eyes followed the scholar as he moved with surprising speed for his age, he was nearing 75 but showed no signs that he was beyond the peak of his life.

"And what would you have me teach you, my lady."

"I would not be your master, rather you would be mine. I wish to learn the ways of my mother and those before her."

"That knowledge is forbidden." Ranmitakh walked closer to her.

"Yet you still practise. It is forbidden to the citizens of this kingdom. But out there," She looked out of the window, indicating the endless forest that surrounded her home, "the kingdom will never reach us."

"Leave." The old man said. "Your father does not like it when you stay from your room past nightfall. It makes it hard for the guards to keep track of who's in the streets."

"I like it that way. So they don't have a chance to continue their twisted pleasures."

"Then it was you." Ranmitakh looked up slowly.

"Yes, it was I who protected my people from death, from sacrifice, from all things my father wishes to hurt them with. And I will continue without your help." She turned to leave.

"Wait." She stopped in her tracks, still facing the exit. Ranmitakh produced a small blade from his belt and threw it at the young woman, she stayed still, not even flinching when the blade nicked the knot on her shirt. It fell, revealing a large birthmark on her back, in the shape of a Sphinx. She turned to face him. He rolled up his sleeve, bearing the same mark on his inner forearm. "It seems we have work to do."

"Then let us begin, my master."

Whoa, not bad for 6-7 minutes.

Whoa, not bad for 6-7 minutes.

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

Whoa, not bad for 6-7 minutes.

It's good, but you don't have to brag about it. :p

You obviously don't know me...

I was kidding xD I wrote that after I read it through (Yes, I don't read things through after I've written them)...that's why they're usually littered with mistakes

@CapFanboy: @Project_Worm: @Irishlad: @Strafe Prower: @cbishop: @VyseCarma: @The Poet: Heres my entry 320 words, slightly manga'd :)

The crystal tears dropped from her eyes, getting caught up in the wind as she held the handle of her knife to her cheek. Fear mixed with sadness, and a tinge of anger washed over her as she stubbornly held her ground. The Princess regripped her knife, her knuckles going from purple to white as her hand squeezed the handle tighter.

The giant black pig beast roared with laughter, its eyes flared red “Stupid girl! Do you think that flimsy skewer will hurt me, Okkoto?”

She looked down at the blade, it shimmered an electric blue “You don’t know what this is, do you?”

The monster paused and shifted its weight backwards as the Princess bravely took a step towards it, the knife pointed at its heaving matted chest.

“This was forged by Miyazki in Iron Town, from the heart of star” she stated and took another step forward “It was made to kill demon-gods,” She stepped again “Just like you!” The beast roared, the Princess could feel the heat from its belly and the stink of carrion in the wind, but she stood firm. She wiped away her tears “It is time you paid for your crimes!”

“Bah! I have committed no crime!” it roared “I am Okkoto! I am a god! I am law unto myself. I answer to n…”

“YOU WILL ANSWER TO ME!” screamed The Princess as she stepped closer still “You killed my family you bastard!”

The gargantuan pig grunted “I have killed no humans…yet!”

The Princess raised her hand and pointed at the carcasses of the five giant wolves laying behind Okkoto, torn to shreds by the firey hooves and tusked attacks. Blood and fur scattered on the ground. “Those dogs,” snorted Okkoto “What of them?”

“They WERE my family!” The Princess crouched low and leapt into the air, her tears and her blade carried up by the wind “AND YOU WILL PAY PIG-GOD!”

***

@CapFanboy: Nice story, very nice indeed.

@batkevin74: That is 320 different kinds of awesome. Nice plot, especially the pig-god. Hilarious and completely serious all at the same time. Wonderful.

@batkevin74: Very good, but didn't the brief say 350-500?

@CapFanboy: Good work! Have a giant wrestling smiley face :)

@Irishlad: I have a problem...minor. I wrote the story, posted it up and THEN looked a the word count, of which I am 30 words short of the 350-500 parameters you set. I can really think of 30 more that will add to the story, I am happy as it is but technically I don't qualify for the comp if someone wants to get nit-picky

@4donkeyjohnson

Thanks for picking that up...the swearing is directed at myself not you

@batkevin74: @CapFanboy: @Project_Worm: @Irishlad: @Strafe Prower: @cbishop: @VyseCarma: @The Poet: Okay, I had fun with this one. Staying within the word count is always the challenge for me. But this one is dead on 500 words. Let me know what you think.

"My young lover was chosen to make my brother angry, among other reasons, but I did not think he would be so brash. I thought he had gotten beyond that several decades ago, but I underestimated his anger over father giving me The Dragon Fangs, which will give me the power to find the form of our ancestors. Because he prefers the prestige of form over the power of function, my brother never bothered to learn what he had been given. He has only himself to blame for losing The Dragon Talon, but responsibility has never been his strength. Father told him this when he gave me the Fangs, and as usual, our aged father was right. He shouldn't have wagered with my boyfriend, over their fight. He thought it might come between us, but instead my eager lover immediately handed the blade over to me, smirking at my brother the whole time. This is when he became so murderously enraged, that he would later kill the boy's family.

"The Dragon Talon is special. It is the last of its kind to be unearthed from the honeycombed caverns of the dragon's lair. There are twenty-nine Talons in all, five of which are enchanted fakes, and the other twenty-four being real. They have been scattered throughout and beyond the empire, but if one were to possess four of them; four of the real ones - enough to represent one dragon paw - then they would become very powerful. If one could find them all, they could rule with no fear of opposition. With my brother's Talon, I now have three - two real, and one fake - the boon of the last few centuries. Pitiful for so long a search, but a testament to how well they are hidden."

"Is that why we are here?" asked the escort. A few fat drops of rain began to fall. Just enough to be heard hitting the gravestones, but not quite enough to start getting wet. The escort opened his umbrella, and held it over the kneeling princess. "Is another Talon among these graves?"

The princess looked sorrowfully at the gravestone before her, and brought the handle of The Talon to her cheek, catching a tear and letting it soak into the soft, red ribbon that wrapped the handle. "No," she answered. "We are here, because I miss my lover. He has been gone for so long, chasing vengeance against my brother, but he can never succeed on his own. No one can kill the immortal, unless they have talked to death face-to-face."

The escort blanched. "Princess...please, no!"

"Do not fear. I am here to use the Talon, yes, but a dragon's talon does not just take life. It also has the power to give life. So I am here to raise my lover's sister, that she may enact his revenge, and satisfy his need to restore his family's honor. Although he has cast all other traditions aside, he still clings to that one."

There are a lot of cool submissions. Voting will be interesting...

@The Poet said:

There are a lot of cool submissions. Voting will be interesting...

PEOPLE VOTE?! NOW I'M NEVER GONNA WIN!!

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

There are a lot of cool submissions. Voting will be interesting...

PEOPLE VOTE?! NOW I'M NEVER GONNA WIN!!

called a "contest" for a reason, cap :P

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

There are a lot of cool submissions. Voting will be interesting...

PEOPLE VOTE?! NOW I'M NEVER GONNA WIN!!

called a "contest" for a reason, cap :P

DAMMIT! IT WAS ALL PLANNED OUT! I WAS TO SCHMOOZE THE JUDGES!!! I CAN'T AFFORD TO BUY THE ENTIRE WORLD EXPENSIVE CHOCOLATES AND SPA TREATMENTS!!

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

O_o

It's cute that he thinks he has my hand just from that picture. How I could take the picture and hold my hand at that angle and that distance is beyond me...Of course if you really wanted to get my hand you would search through my images because I know at least one picture which does have MY hand it, but I know Cap and he's too lazy to do all that :P

@The Poet said:

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

O_o

It's cute that he thinks he has my hand just from that picture. How I could take the picture and hold my hand at that angle and that distance is beyond me...Of course if you really wanted to get my hand you would search through my images because I know at least one picture which does have MY hand it, but I know Cap and he's too lazy to do all that :P

CURSES!

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

O_o

It's cute that he thinks he has my hand just from that picture. How I could take the picture and hold my hand at that angle and that distance is beyond me...Of course if you really wanted to get my hand you would search through my images because I know at least one picture which does have MY hand it, but I know Cap and he's too lazy to do all that :P

CURSES!

Now, now. Let's not do one of your signature derailings on here...

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@Project_Worm said:

@CapFanboy said:

@The Poet said:

@CapFanboy: well, you can still bribe people (like me for instance) who you know will vote (I am not saying I would vote for me, but you can still bribe me and see if it helps :P )

But I got a gun for that. And a picture of your dog. And your hand. I'll find where you live.

O_o

It's cute that he thinks he has my hand just from that picture. How I could take the picture and hold my hand at that angle and that distance is beyond me...Of course if you really wanted to get my hand you would search through my images because I know at least one picture which does have MY hand it, but I know Cap and he's too lazy to do all that :P

CURSES!

Now, now. Let's not do one of your signature derailings on here...

Grr...

@Project_Worm: @CapFanboy: I thought Cap already derailed this...

only have 3 submits, but we have a few days till the 25th. I would submit but I can't think at the moment...

@cbishop Very strange, quite good, just like a manga :)

@4donkeyjohnson said:

@cbishop Very strange, quite good, just like a manga :)

Thank you. I was beginning to think my scene was lost behind Cap' & Poet's shenanigans. ;)

To be really honest, I'm not the biggest manga fan. I've seen a few that I've absolutely loved the artwork for, but I almost always find the storylines incoherent. I was just trying to think of something quasi-Japanese/mystical. :}

Outside of my CV blogs, I haven't written anything in awhile, and thought these contests would be a good place to stretch my writing muscles. I wanted to try something a little different though. I can create characters all day long - whether they are good or not is up to the reader (and voter) - the real challenge for me is to stay within the word count. However, I thought I would also add two other challenges for myself:

1) I'm trying to interconnect the scenes from contest to contest, and see if I can make one story out of them. This is only the second contest, but this scene does connect to my ninja contest scene. and...

2) I want to see how long I can go without actually giving any characters a name. It makes the writing harder, because you have to be careful that your "he" and "she" is describing the right character. I don't know how long I can continue with this no-name idea, but so far, no names.

@CapFanboy: I like this. It reminds me of the movie Iron Monkey, but the sphinx marks give it a little more flair. :)

@batkevin74 said:

She looked down at the blade, it shimmered an electric blue “You don’t know what this is, do you?”...

...“This was forged by Miyazki in Iron Town, from the heart of star” she stated and took another step forward “It was made to kill demon-gods,” She stepped again “Just like you!” The beast roared, the Princess could feel the heat from its belly and the stink of carrion in the wind, but she stood firm. She wiped away her tears “It is time you paid for your crimes!”

...The gargantuan pig grunted “I have killed no humans…yet!”

The Princess raised her hand and pointed at the carcasses of the five giant wolves laying behind Okkoto, torn to shreds by the firey hooves and tusked attacks. Blood and fur scattered on the ground. “Those dogs,” snorted Okkoto “What of them?”

“They WERE my family!” The Princess crouched low and leapt into the air, her tears and her blade carried up by the wind “AND YOU WILL PAY PIG-GOD!”

I especially liked these parts. It's cool that she's fighting a pig-god monster-thing. It's like reading a Red Sonja tale, only with a mystical sword. And werewolves. :)

I can resist the allure no longer, i accept the challenge.

@CapFanboy@cbishop and @batkevin74 This will be a tough vote guys. All these stories are prize winners.

@wildvine said:

@CapFanboy@cbishop and @batkevin74 This will be a tough vote guys. All these stories are prize winners.

Thanks, wildvine. I find it hard to choose, too, and I wrote one of 'em! :}

I'm hoping some others enter though. Contests are more fun if there are more contestants.

@wildvine said:

I can resist the allure no longer, i accept the challenge.

Looking forward to seeing your entry. :)

Hey @joshmightbe@VyseCarma@Ravager4@Joygirl@Time_Phantom how about you submit an entry? More the merrier and competition can spur creativity....

@batkevin74 said:

Hey @joshmightbe@VyseCarma@Ravager4@Joygirl@Time_Phantom how about you submit an entry? More the merrier and competition can spur creativity....

Seconded.

What do I do again?

@Joygirl: The picture at the start is the basis/inspiration for your story. Between 350-500 word story and winner takes all! That is how it works

@batkevin74: Still working on it

Deep in the heart of the African jungle

Teeage, daughter of the tribal headsman, meditates in the cave of wisdom. Her senses are heightened to beyond normal in preparation of the coming fight.

She is aware of everything, the sacred paint symbols drying on her light skin, that would provide her strength. The coming darkness that would give her an edge. She could even feel the spirit of the jungle, and she knew it cared not who would win.

"It's time" Eldra the wise woman of the tribe says. "Your bodies sure and your minds quick, you will avenge you father or die trying. Whatever the outcome, you will restore order to the jungle"

"Your supposed to know these things Wise Woman" Teeage replies without opening her eyes.

"Your future is concealed. The jungle does not wish you to know". The old woman replies, sitting across from Teeage, her bones crackling from the effort. "Here" she offers am object wrapped in leopard skin. "This is the sacred blade, carved from the fallen star".

Teeage unwraps the bundle slowly, revealing a black blade, crudely formed, but very sharp.

"With this blade i shall cut out his heart and devour it before his spirit leaves" Teeage says, the blade reflected in her eyes, the tool of her revenge....

Teeage had been trained since youth to fight, To fight the beasts of the land, to fight rival tribes, and to fight for honor when necessary. She was well trained in use of the bow, and the spear, and the club. But she preferred her own hands when fighting, so that none of the glory of the win could go to the weapon. She had killed a man when she was fifteen, who was drunk on old fruit and thought to have her. She had killed a leopard when she was seventeen, another beast who had desired her body for other reasons. That battle had not been so easy, but she wore the scars on her side and thigh with pride. She had killed many since then, beast and tribesman, but the beast she would soon face was deadlier then them all.

"Don't underestimate him, he knows the jungle as well as you, or better. And if the chance to strike comes, take it. You will not get a second chance". Her final warning.

It's getting dark. Night comes early in the jungle. He should be getting back, but he waits. Something has been stalking him for some time now. Something very stealthy, like a jungle cat. But not a cat, any hungry cat would have attacked or moved on. So he waits. Knife drawn.

Then she steps from the brush, tall, strong. She unsheathes a black blade slowly.

"I have no fight with you Teeage. Your people need you, you should return to them". He doesn't want to fight, but he doesn't put his knife away either.

"I have a fight with you" She replies, "And today you die Tarzan".

@wildvine: Nice start :)