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Sep 2, 2009Posted in: Unannounced ClassQuote from "Elyk" »I wouldn't really call it an obsession, but an idea that clicks with a lot of people. I personally don't like the "nomad" idea. Maybe it's the name... I'd rather keep the concept and call it a wanderer. Better yet, let it have a western influence. I don't everybody coming from the desert.
I hate the Bard idea. Thanks, but no thanks. A musician cannot take down the lord of terror and his ilk with his... lute?
I agree with you completely, I hate the name "Nomad" to the core. It doesn't strike me as a heroic archetype at all, as they're just people who choose not to cope with the whims of urban society right? Wanderer would be a great name, or even Outcast.
As for the story, I liked it a lot. Though, I have a few minor plot issues with it, it proved to be all the while quite an entertaining read.
Aug 30, 2009Posted in: Diablo III General DiscussionQuote from "Kwon" »Not that i use "The Game" in pubs/bars/nightclubs as many PUAs do, but the Mystery Method can be useful for some who isnt as well versed in the social department as others.
With a new graphics card, Zombies can be fast again : D
Aug 29, 2009I sometimes wonder if Blizzard merely released that trailer with the sole intention of stealing everyone's speculations and putting them into the plot haha.Posted in: Diablo III General Discussion
It would save money in the writing department
Aug 27, 2009Fan Fic:http://diablofans.com/forums/showthread.php?t=21395Posted in: Fan Fiction
Aug 25, 2009I figured I'd contribute a little to this forum, and wrote up a bit of a fan fic. It's a work in progress, mind you, and I'll be adding more and more to it as time goes on. Here's the first installment.. a bit of an introduction really.Posted in: Fan Fiction
Feel free to comment or critique : D
Edit: I have to go through and fix an issue with the commas. Apparently, they showed up as question marks D:
My eyes flew open. Almost immediately, they were forced shut by the powerful winds. Every grain of sand became a burning projectile in this raging gust. The horizon was shrouded from view by an imposing wall of dust that whipped about. I sighed. Traveling in a sandstorm was a double edged blade. Although it masks your movements from unfriendly eyes, you can easily find yourself lost. I quickly knelt down and felt my only comfort in this impossible environment, a stone path. Tightening the dark cloth around my face, I pushed onward, pleased that I hadn't lost my way in this swirling land. My destination could not be too far now. I quickly pulled the short sword from its sheath and, being blind due to the dust, inspected it by touch. Just days ago, my journey's goal, the fortress city of Kelm had been attacked by a host of foul beings. The lucky few who survived the slaughter staggered into town, delirious from exhaustion, rambling madly about terrifying monstrosities and the magicians who controlled them. The populace was quick to be consumed by fear, and many retreated to the relative safety of the town walls - but I didn't. I saw a profit to be made, and power to be ga-
A shrill, screaming noise interrupted my thoughts, the source of the sound coming closer and closer by the instant. My heart pounding, I leapt to the side of the road and nestled amongst the burning sand, constantly keeping my eyes on the road. A dark silhouette staggered into view, a man. He stumbled about, panting and groaning as he looked around desperately for something. He quickly turned around and let out a scream of surprise. A second shape had appeared out of the wall of dust behind him. The wooden, skeletal talisman around my neck suddenly fidgeted and jerked around. Could it be? "Get away from me!" the man cried out as he tried to limp away. The second shape walked up to the man with a swagger of confidence, its robe stretching in the dust storm. Rearing itself up, it delivered a powerful kick, sprawling the man out onto the stone road. Transfixed, I gritted my teeth, knowing what would come next.
"You thought you could escape the cleansing, did ya Jali? You planned on making a break for safety after knifing one of my brethren, I bet?" the shape spat out in a raspy voice. The man let out a low groan and rolled over so he could face his attacker.
"Eat dung, Marl, you filthy cultist." He said defiantly and kicked out, though to no avail.
Marl let out a shrill laugh and stomped his foot onto Jali's chest. "Last minute heroics won't get ya nowhere, Jal. You'll end up the same way as the rest of your guard, nothing but flesh and bone." He slowly pulled out a tiny object, a dagger, and waved it in front of the man's face. "And flesh and bone" he raised his shaking hand, "is just what our master needs."
I reacted instantly, pushing my body up off of the ground to face the back of the cultist. The talisman danced around at a feverish pace, excited by the prospect of being so close to Marl. He was bending down lower and lower towards Jali, who was squirming madly underfoot. His voice was rising higher and higher in anticipation. "Bet ya wish ye'd been a little nicer to us "poor" cultists now, don't ya?" he cackled. Knowing I had little time, I thrust my hand into my satchel and felt my fingers grasp glass - the vial. This was my only chance. Jali's eyes fixed on me, and he let out a desperate cry for help.
Marl quickly turned his head towards me, a twisted look of surprise stretched across his disgusting face, but it was far too late for the cultist. The vial, an orange concoction of liquids, careened into his back, exploding in a violent torrent of flame, glass and charred flesh. The deafening explosion threw him off of Jali and onto the sand, where he writhed about being slowly consumed by the fire - his screams drowned out by the roaring wind.
A sudden violent hunger came over me, and I raced towards the dying man. The talisman danced a feverous dance as I neared. Standing by the charred cultist, I examined the damage done with a grim satisfaction. A gaping hole was all that remained of Marl?s back, with his contents sliding slowly onto the desert sands. "Unlike your master, I have little use for flesh and bone." I said, "but you will serve me in another manner, magician." and shakily thrust the talisman towards the smouldering man's mouth. Both the skeleton effigy's jaw and the man's diseased mouth opened. A sudden explosion of silver light passed between the talisman and Marl, throwing me to the floor. The talisman clanged lifelessly to the ground, its thirst satiated.
Staggering to my feet, I made my way slowly towards the now-seated Jali and locked eyes with him. "Thank you, friend" he panted, "but if it isn't a cultist that kills me, it'll certainly be thirst."I reached and unhooked my water gourd. Dropping the gourd at his feet, I chose my words very carefully. "You will tell me everything you know about this lot."
Aug 14, 2009Posted in: Fan FictionQuote from "Number1SuperGuy" »Thank you for reading and reviewing! Chapter length is something I've been fighting with myself over, but after 2 comments about the 2nd chapter being too short I think I've gotten my answer. As for Adflict's entrance I found it to be very flashy and dramatic! And he DID have an entourage, it was a pretty small line in the first chapter, but I'll quote it real fast "As he spoke, all varieties of nightmarish demons started cascading forth from the crimson-lightning maelstrom, some so large they had to squat their bodies to fit through the giant portal."
Anywho, I've often thought about going back and adding more detail to the story cuz I really like the characters I've created... but my thinking is that it would take a long time to add in all the details I want (details like character descriptions of Jenna, Jennice, and Lerrick, their homestead, also descriptions of the monsters that followed Adflict out of the portal), and right now I'm just writing a quick story because it's fun. Maybe once the story is finished I'll go back and refine it, but for now it's all in good fun.
P.S. The story never actually said Jenna died
Ah, I must have overlooked the entourage in my haste to read the riveting chapter ;). No honestly, you've stumbled onto a good thing. I had to look long and hard for things that didn't quite go with me, and even then it was hard to find things I didn't agree with. Chapter length is always a good thing, as every chapter should always advance the storyline. Really though, keep it up!
I might have to write my own fan fic, it seems like fun.
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