Burnt_arven

Zero to Hero... to Zero I was a nooby thief, very fast. Got lucky, pinched some expensive armour. I worked hours in the woods honing my skills, building my body strength to wear my heavy new armour. I became a big guy and wore it around town proudly. Mid nightime some cheeky bugger stole me armour, he was pretty fast! ... Yeah, alright it was harder than I thought

Is this really sad, but true? It truly is quite sad. Quite good, but not an unheard of scenario of the 'greater good'. I suppose if you really do want to make this a bigger piece you could do as Archimage suggested. Possibly tackilng the guys decision in his head too - where he considers whether people he doesn't know or care for as much as his 4 year old son are more important if you really want to make it a deeper, more emotional and serious piece. Well, heck of a plot anyway. Not that big of a deal - sounds like something you'd pass by word of mouth. Elaborate on it a little, could be great. Still horribly tragic, if I read that in the paper... yeesh. Yeah I know what you mean dude. Everyone is numbed to these occurences these days. We can't help it, the worlds to big, we're more interested in things more relevant to us. A quote in fight club said it all. "Right. We're consumers. We're by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty -- these things don't concern me. What concerns me is celebrity magazines, television with five hundred channels, some guy's name on my underwear..." - (Tyler Durden, Fight Club 1999) I agree. Fair enough. ... But anyway, it seems like this has attracted quite a lot of attention. :D Maybe everyone could add to this to juice it up, just for the heck of it? "A young women laughed and joked with her friends, eating the noontime meal provided. - The train shifted tracks, but the passengers were oblivious - She looked out the carriage window for a second. Just enough to see a man standing outside. He looked utterly defeated, what was wrong with him? Just as fast as the moment came, it passed and the young women continued with her meal." I can't write for S@@@

ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâThe adventureÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s of LurwinÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ Caught "Now you'll have to come with us..." The burly gang member had his arms folded across his chest. He was obviously quite proud of himself, you could tell by the way he walked or the wide feral grin on his face. Lurwin looked at Fred. He had a sheepish look on his face. His pockets - check the pockets Looking down, Lurwin could see that Fred's satchel at his side was noticeably bigger. Cheeky bugger was stealing stuff, had no idea they were behind him. He met Fred's eyes. He shrugged and mouthed a 'sorry'. The big gang leader got his attention again. "Stay still while one of my men collects your things - or your cheeky friend gets it." he said, and to prove his point he signalled to the man holding the dagger to his Fred's throat who in return put the point closer to his throat. It drew a gasp from Fred. Lurwin let the bow slip from his hand to land on the floor with a soft thud, then grabbed his longsword and scabbard and threw it on the floor. he then proceeded to pull out a number of daggers that were carefully concealed and dropped them on the floor. 'Oy, hurry up ya old sage!' said the gang member to Fred's right. 'Quiet you!' yelled the big guy, then to Lurwin he said 'Now, do it slowly. Then step back.' 'Fine.' Lurwin did as he said, then stepped back as the member on Fred's right walked forward to collect his gear. As he passed the big guy he got a cuff round the head. The guy grumbled but continued on to pick up the gear. 'You'll have to excuse Brick, no respect. He doesn't think, as his name implies.' The big guy mtioned for a couple of members to come forward who promptly bound Fred and Lurwins hands with thick rope. 'Okay, Sir Lurwin. Let's go.' said the big guy, he marched off into the distance and the rest off the assembled phoenix gang followed suit. A couple of members brought up the rear pulling Fred and Lurwin along by the rope. ........... They started up a steady pace, walking through the shadier streets of Varrock in silence, the members with the phoenix emblems in front. The ropes gave them a little space away from their captors, and guessing they were out of earshot Lurwin whispered to Fred. 'So uh, what happened back there?' 'Trying to chat up some lovely young wenches of course.' 'Not that. At the smiths' Fred spoke quickly 'Well, you see there was this shiny hatchet you see-' '-Nevermind.' Lurwin cut him off. 'Alright, so what was happening with those maidens, they seemed confused?' 'Nevermind.' said Fred. They walked on quietly for awhile and Lurwin took the time to assess the situation. They were bound by a length of rope, and they had a jumpy organized street gang that would swarm them once they tried escape. Fred had a shiny hatchet in his satchel which would come in handy, but he'd have to wait till numbers dropped. 'So, any luck finding out about that bow?' Fred piped up. The phoenix member named Brick and a few others looked back, Fred gave them a wide smile and they turned back. '...any luck?' he whispered. ........... Earlier that day Lurwin had raided another suspected location for the Phoenix Bow. The bow, once he gave it to his portly wizard friend could be used to find the men responsible for his brothers murder. He'd been searching for them his whole life. As a child his brother had been murdered by two men. One of them was clutching a bow with a phoenix emblem and the other carried a gleaming red longsword with a red snake engraved down the length of the blade. Both orphaned as children, his life was torn apart in an instant. He vowed revenge. He was a happy child, and his brother and him were known for causing havoc. The abbot was always seen chasing them around. After the death of his brother he became a recluse, a quiet, mistrusting boy. He tried to pick up what skills he could from local adventurers and eventually set out from his small town to find his brother's killers. ........... Earlier that day Lurwin left Fred to his devices at the Varrock Square to pick up some food and supplies. He followed the directions he'd been given by a local thug to a suspected location... Lurwin and Fred were having a pint in the local Inn. A Hairy fellow had gotten quite chatty with Fred, and after a few more drinks the guy started to sing like a canary. 'Me? Ib top dog round ere.' 'Those phoenix fellows? No problem fer me!' 'Where are they?... err, now hang on there! That's secret that is!' He suddenly got defensive and realised he'd said too much. He'd have to squeeze some answers out. '...and then you gown down the end of dark alley! arg! by the Rusty Boar Tavern! I swear!.' Lurwin let go off his beard and let him fall into barn below. He then put his head and arm back in the window and said: 'Fred, I have directions.' ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yeah, a bit rough. A sudden end too, but I need to gather my ideas for now. Hate it or love it? Feel free to tell me. This is probably worse than the prologue but it's really the first bit of writing I've done, so I'd appreciate any help.

Err, I suppose it does... *rushes off to buy glasses* Sorry bout your Grandad aye, good to see your back into your story :)

When Chuck Norris cries, his tears cure cancer. It's a shame he doesn't cry. He's so strong his beard could kick your [wagon], that guy blinks and takes out continents. ... I hate it when people recycle old jokes :-w But hey, just ignore em. Most people find the humour in the gross exaggeration, slight sarcasm. Like saying David Hasslehoff is a great actor/singer... actually he's amazing! :XD: Edit: I have a feeling a thread for Chuck Norris Jokes may pop up if it already hasn't.

Err, I have no idea how to define myself. I dress grunge/casual. Mainly cause I don't buy clothes that often, I like wearing jeans which usually last me two years. I like to grow my hair long, but cut it quite short every now and then. I'm not very clean shaven :shame: I listen to alternative/grunge/rock/psychadelic music (even some gangsta rap and hip hop) I like to keep fit, play sports, go running. So uh... :-k God I hate todays fashion trends and music. Emo... angsty teenageness has been given a name. Edit: Wow, that came out like a dating tape. "I enjoy long walks on the beach..."

Simply, I'd say bad. He may have had good intentions: uniting the nation, restoring Germany, whatever. However, the facts definately speak for themselves - he was predjudiced, and he slaughtered thousands(understatement of the century) The question is were the Germans to blame for all this? :-k Edit: Hmm, I failed to notice there were a lot of replies. I'm a little late. :oops:

Interesting. A little hard to read, a little spellchecking and formatting would help. But, quite unique. An enjoyable read so far, will wait to see what happens next. :anxious: Great job so far :thumbsup:

This fic really has come quite far! Nearly 2 years! I think. So uh, I guess it kinda fizzled out in the end? Ah well, a good read. I apologize if I'm ressurecting an old thread that doesn't need to be pulled out of the ashes. Was a new thread started? Did it end here? I stumbled onto this via old posts, so I apologize for messing with it if it continues. :-w

Nails on a chalkboard Balloons Polystyrene The sound you make when you make your neck click Sound people make through their mouths when they have sore stomachs That sound you hear when its totally silent as mentioned.

I think yes, but its probably the texture that I find most different.

Shaun Of The Dead (Again) Great movie, scarier I thought than the remake of Dawn Of The Dead. Hang on. No. But good nonetheless. Not to over the top with too much swearing like many zombie flicks. Funny as hell, the punchlines delivered with great timing. War Of The Worlds (Remake) I don't know if I'm easily pleased or not, but I thought it was okay. Great special effects and musical score. I have more respect for the original(thoughI havent seen it) but can now understand more of the impact it would have had.

xXx2 - The next level (Or something) I didnt really like the first, but this was terrible.

Im just hoping this movie and the next mopvies will stay true to the book. I wasn't a big fan of 1 and 2, I reckon 3 seemed more like its story in the general mood. I say if they need togive it an M, give it an M. Uh.. Yeah...Got that off my chest...

So I was watching DARE today and i was wondering. Is that noodles person Male or Female? I know the person who voices the character is a japanese chick. BTW what do you think of DARE?