Lets play a little game

[IHeartBooks]

No, no. You don't need to end the story. I'm just not taking part in it anymore.

[LT. Typhoon]

That begs the question...
WWHHHYYYY?

[IHeartBooks]

Ow. My eyes!

I can't really come up with a nice way to explain the reason why I don't want to take part in the story anymore, so let's just go with I've lost interest.

[LT. Typhoon]

Did i screw it up?
 

[cheshirecat]

I'm done with the story too. 

[Enuf3]

-There once was a dark and mystical planet called Tong.
-In many ways it was odd compared to our world, the strangest part being the planet only had four hours of daylight per 26 hours.
-So, obviously, each hour of light was named for the letters of planet's name, the first hour being called the hour of T, second hour being the hour of O, et cetera, because no one really liked the dark hours due to the fact that during the dark hours, tiny black holes appeared outside and consumed whoever they came across.

-No one knew where these black holes came from, but it was widely believed that they were the work of dark magic.
-The Tongianights disliked anything to do with black magic, so in order to counterbalance all of the evil at work in those dark holes, they would hold a candlelight ceremony after the new moon, two hours before dawn -- the darkest hour of the nearly eternal nights -- to pray and scare away the evils of the night.
-For as long as they have kept history, these rituals held perfect effect, until the night the new moon did not reappear--the beginning of the time of "pitch."
-This was due to a celestial body named "The Novox", A cloud formed by dark forces.

-But in direct defiance to "The Novox" was a bauble pistol collective of incandescent appearance.
-This collective, also known as The Wielders of Light, was a small group, once banished from Tong for breaking curfew too often and leading the youth of the planet astray with their hypnotic lifestyle.
-Since The Wielders of Light were outcasts, they were the only ones who knew that The Novox was the cause of the dark holes, and soon they would become the saviors of Tong.
-The Wielders set out amongst the land to locate a set few, that were able to amplify light. They utilized of the 3 Polarities of the Planet.

-Meanwhile the citizens of Caeruleus, the capital city of Tong, were dealing with failing magical shields -- they too worked from the 3 polarities -- and their city was becoming increasingly vulnerable to night attacks; and to make matters worse one of the five remaining Amplifiers of Light was hours from death.
-Luckily, *T* hour was approaching so the Amplifiers could attempt to heal the deathly AMP with the PlusRays.
-The plus rays were too much for the Amplifiers' immune system and he died at dawn leaving a talented daughter behind.

-The only problem (a problem the city knew they faced as they fruitlessly scrambled for another option) was that this talented daughter was one of the outcast wielders.
-She was called Enigami Rorrim, Class X Bio-Neutro.
-Enigami was a unique individual; she was an Amplifier with dormant abilities and a powerful Wielder of Light taught by the leader of the Wielders of Light.
-Because of dormancy, she was undetectable by the collective.
-Enigami and her fellow Wielders hoped that today they would be able to get inside Caeruleus because they needed the help of her father; they were not expecting the residents to be waiting for their arrival.
-Although,*O* hour began its end, With the most neutral rays that help reset the shields.

-However it made no difference. For the great Tong God was so sickened by how confusing and ridiculous his creations were, that he literally began to eat himself. For seven days and seven nights, the Tong God slowly consumed his own body. The skies rained down with blood from the suicidal God. It wasn't long before Tong was painted red.

-By the eighth day, the Tong God was no more. Millions of lives were lost and the sun no longer shined.


-......But something had survived. Climbing to the dark blood splattered surface was Geeva Shawng. His skin was dark blue... His eyes, solid black... He was a child of dark magic. A being that depended on no God. Tong was now his. His to walk on... His to manipulate... His to bring back to life.

-The Story of Geeva had begun.

THE END

Is everyone happy now? lol

[IHeartBooks]

Lol. Nice ending. I kinda got a Greek mythology/LotR vibe from it.

[Enuf3]

Lol. Nice ending. I kinda got a Greek mythology/LotR vibe from it.

I know very little of Lord of the Rings, so explain. lol

[LT. Typhoon]

the ending was cool.....

but I iz still sad 

[IHeartBooks]

It's your Geeva character. It just made me think of LotR in the sense that Smeagul came out from a cave after a very long time as Gollum. I know the circumstances are completely different, and it was only a small inkling. I don't really know how to explain it better. However now that I'm thinking on it, the black eyes/blue skin survivor thing reminds me of the end of Underworld where the werewolf-vampire guy comes out of the water transformed more than the books.

[LT. Typhoon]

It's your Geeva character. It just made me think of LotR in the sense that Smeagul came out from a cave after a very long time as Gollum. I know the circumstances are completely different, and it was only a small inkling. I don't really know how to explain it better. However now that I'm thinking on it, the black eyes/blue skin survivor thing reminds me of the end of Underworld where the werewolf-vampire guy comes out of the water transformed more than the books.

Made me think about Nightcrawler.

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[Enuf3]

Oh you guys. lol I didn't even think Gollum until now.

And nah, Nightcrawler wasn't in mind either. I just like blue skin. Think it's sexy.

Either way... Doesn't matter. lol The story is over. Geeva is doing his thing now.

[IHeartBooks]

It's not a bad thing. Most fiction is influenced by some other work of fiction.

[Enuf3]

It's not a bad thing. Most fiction is influenced by some other work of fiction.

Lol I guess. *shrug* It's was an on the spot thing. So I don't really care either way. haha

[LT. Typhoon]

It's not a bad thing. Most fiction is influenced by some other work of fiction.

Lol I guess. *shrug* It's was an on the spot thing. So I don't really care either way. haha

I do. 

[Enuf3]

It's not a bad thing. Most fiction is influenced by some other work of fiction.

Lol I guess. *shrug* It's was an on the spot thing. So I don't really care either way. haha

I do. 

Aww.. well Lash, I give you permission to take the story I started and do whatever you wish with it. lol

[LT. Typhoon]

As awesome as it sounds...
I'm scared there wont be participants.

My title kicked in on the other story...kinda

[abthomas]

I think that the stories need to have a sentence cap. Like, 20 or something sentences to a story. That way we don't make them too big. I just felt overwhelmed by the idea that the story could go on forever.

[LT. Typhoon]

Overwhelmed?
I was in the respect that it would...and it would be awesome.

But I wouldn't mind short ones.

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[IHeartBooks]

We could number them too. That way whomever gets line 20 knows the story needs to end. 'Cause I don't know about you, but I can't visually spot 20 sentences at a glance. I think it would work well.