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[GoldenLynx54]

I limped across the clearing. An arrow jabbed out of my leg in an odd angle. The grass was stained with blood and pieces of mobs. I saw Metazard follow, with Awesomeboo, challenger, kittens and Silver. I tried to move ahead, but the arrow sent a feirce pain in my leg. Kittens says to stop and look at it. "No." I gasp and sit on the furry grass. I look up at her. "We have to get to safety." My ears are twitching uncontrollably. My eyes widen. "More. More are coming! Not a few, but three whole patrols!" Challenger takes out a bucket of lava and some TNT. Kittens pulls an iron sword out of its sheath. Metazard takes a bow out with some arrows ready to use. Silver takes out a gold sword engraved with the words, 'Butter Lord'. "WAIT! We can use the Butter Portal! That will send us back to the Butter Base, where we can f I ally get some decent food!" Silver exclaims, holding out a raw, stinky porkchop. I sigh with relief. I grab my stone spade and dig a hole. "Uh, guys? We need water to make the portal." Challenger remarks. Silver stomps the ground. "We have to keep moving then." I pick myself up and prop against a tree. Now we could all hear the clanking of bones against armor, an the moans of the approaching zombies. we were surrounded by it. I try to scrabble up a tree, but to no avail. Then Kittens says, "How about we crouch in a hole and make that our base, and mine for iron to make a radio." The group nods agreement and I drop down, slightly hurting my leg, and dig out a formidable base. Chalenger sets to work making a mine because without music, we will die of boredom. Challenger calls to Awesomeboo and Meta and they head over to him. The bang of picks hurtles across the walls. Silver looks at my leg and says, "All it needs is some butter." Then she pulls out a stick and places it on my wound. The others come up with tons of iron and we make a radio for everyone but challenger. The End!

[SilverWolf101]

That's it?

[GoldenLynx54]

Yup. That's MAH secret code that you never will find out.

[GoldenLynx54]

Ummm, testing, testing 123, 123. Is anybody dere?

[Metazard]

MonsterGeek99 wrote:

Metazard wrote:Reason I wrote this: EXTREME boredom.

My name is Steve I am the only survivor. I walk. I don't know why I love it so much but I do. It was a brisk and cold September morning and I was nursing a leg from one of those blasted creepers, such a lonely world filled with only monsters. I think about things when I walk, nice foods and beautiful houses. "Oh if only I could make these things" I thought to myself. I went down to the beach, sand is always nice there. Sitting on a rock isn't paradise but you learn to live with it. Watching the calm still ocean is somewhat, peaceful. I turn to head home but something catches my eye. Clouds. Dreadful things they are. Come in in a matter of seconds and allow the monsters to get out. I worry so I start to run. Have you ever tried running with a sore leg? It's more of a hobble and personally It makes me feel like an old grandparent. Louis used to have a trick to healing wounds, that trick didn't work on zombies. It wasn't always just me you know, there were others, 3 other people to be exact. Louis, our brains, Brian, our muscle, Jerry, the builder and little old me. Me Steve the survivor. Louis, as I said before, was killed by a zombie, he was the first to go. Brian fell of a cliff near water overhang ( an overhang with pools of water in the shade ) finally Jerry died by... -my senses tingle, what was that? All to soon I hear the pitter patter of that dreadful thing. Rain. All most as evil as evil itself that thing is. I left my sword at home,I didn't think I'd need it today, I left in the morning after all. I can hear them stirring, awakening. I run past a tree and up a cliff when suddenly an arrow whizzes past and misses by pixels. Skelton archer again, Im panicking, what do I do!? My survivor instincts take over, I guess that's why they called me the survivor, I brutally punch the skeleton off the cliff and see a pile of bones left. Nearly home. You can always trust a zombie to be around the corner being sneaky, that's just what I got too. I'm facing the zombie when I hear that all too familiar sound of an arrow flying to its target and I close my eyes for the impact. I die. Wait, no I don't, then what did it hit? I open my eyes to see a dead zombie, or should I say deadER, with an arrow in its back. Looking more I see. I see. Another human. "umm hi my name is Steve, thanks for saving me and all but, who are you?" "I am Isabel" she replied.

My name is Steve and I am NOT the only survivor.

i shall continue it meta!

Isabel stood there, half proud, half nervous. In all iron armor, except for a helmet, she looked rather intimidating, if you did not bother to look at her face. She held the look of an innocent little school girl, though she could not be younger than 25. Her long, jet color hair fell over her shoulder in a long, thick braid. Though on a day such as this, her cold plated armor did not keep her warm, and so she was shivering violently. I said, "You look miserable, here come in side." I lead her in, and noticed she was limping in her right leg. She put her arm around my neck, and I gently placed my arm around her back to support her. We slowly but surely headed inside, and she sat down on the large couch I had made out of my bear hands. I assisted her in removing the armor and noticed her clothes were soaked. Not wanting to remove them from her i simply gave her a warm leather coat, sat her next to the fire, and fed her some warm mushroom stew. Complementing me on my cooking prowess, she sat there for most of the night, reading one of the books I had taken from a dungeon. I tried to fall asleep, but I continued to thrash around and eventually just decided to stay awake with her. Sitting down beside her, I politely asked, "Are you okay?" No response. She just curled up in a ball and turned her head away, and began to sob uncontrollably. Through her heavy breaths she told me the story. "I grew up on this island okay? My parents raised me here, taught me to fight and gather and hunt for myself. I was walking home today, carrying a bunch of mushrooms and cane, then... then, then." Her eyes became gushing rivers. "My dad had been out hunting and..." she took a giant breath. "That DAMNED enderman. If only i had been there I could have helped them fight it, or at least die with them. Instead I had to watch them die. They aren't ever coming back." I wrapped my arms around her soothingly and tried to comfort her as best i could. She clung to me, scared of if she will make it or just grieving for the loss of someone that close to her. Then she added, "I was on my way to a ravine... to kill myself, when I saw you.

TELL ME IF YOU THINK META OR I SHOULD CONTINUE!

Mini bump - just realized I never read this. It's good monster

[SilverWolf101]

NEW OOOOOONE! It's 'bout ponies. DEAL WITH IT.
DizzyDash, DawnBreeze(I think, correct me GoldenLynx) and Epik went down the path through WhiteTail Woods. Luna is raising the moon, and crickets are chirping. "Want to race?" asked DawnBreeze. "Sure" Epik and I replied. "Ready..." DawnBreeze began. "SET GO!" I yelled. "Hey no fair! You got a head start" Epik said. "No rules?" asked DawnBreeze. "No rules" relied Epik. Hearing that I unfold my wings and at the next hill I glide through the air. I see the finish line, so does the others. I use all the strength I saved and dashed for the finish. DawnBreeze was coming up close though. She passes the finish, then I do almost immediatly after. Epik. Comes in last. "..." "Want to go to Ponyville?" I ask. "Sure" they reply. And we begin walking.
GOLDENLYNX I COMMAND YOU TO GO NEXT! sorry if I made your name wrong >.< I couldn't remember it