Christmas Contest - Become a MOD!

[Lord of Hordes]

Write an AQ short story. The story should have a Frostval/Christmas theme to it.

Rules:

• 1) One entry per contestant.
  
• 2) No adding on to someone else's entry.
  
• 3) No discussing the contest in this thread, entries only. Discussion of this contest should go in the General Board.
  
• 4) Entries must be AQ related.
  
• 5) Entries must have a Frostval/Christmas theme
  
• 6) Entries must be a minimum of 100 words ("a" and "I" do not count)...poems are acceptable.
  
• 7) You may modify your story, as often as you like, but you may only make one entry.
  
• 8) Speak english...no 1337 language, or emoticons. Proper grammar is a plus, using the Spell Check button before you post might be a good idea.
  
• 9)Winner gets a choice of which board he/she wants to be a modcerator on (ie; General Board, Battle On, Dragonfable, etc.). Make sure and add which board you wish to moderate in your entry submission.
  

Contest ends on Christmas morning, at which time, I will read all entries, and make a decision.
The winner will become a moderator for one week.
Get busy, get creative, and let's see some good stories!

[The Hot Popcorn]

one day there was an adventurer on a frostval holiday but then the guardian tower was being attacked then he hurried there he saved the guardian tower and saw it was sandy claws the clawg after a few days all the moglins of frosvale were moglinnapped and nobiby noticed except the adventurer he saved then ny himself and met jack frosty he then defeated him and jack stole his ice orb fragments and made it to a ice orb and the adventurer was left with the ice orb essence then jack ran away. to be continued.....

genaral board

[Piccolo]

As Spindle the Guardian of Doom was participating in his annual snowball fight, and then eating a HUGE ass meal, little Twilly the Moglin ran up to him and said, "SPINDLES, WE NEEDS YOUR HELPS!! WE'RE BEING ATTACKED BY SANDY CLAWS!!!!" Spindle immediately ran off, hungry as hell, and slightly high, and while he was running toward to monsters, he equipped his Fyre Force Ultimate, Obsidian Cloak, and called his Big Clone pet, and shouted out as he charged forward with his sword held shoulder high "YE SHALT NOT TAKETH THINE LAND YE EBIL MONSTERS!" and his sword hit home as it struck through the heart of the first Clawg, Spindle was sweating badly when he called forth his last Undead Mutant to slaughter a Yeti, when, all of a sudden, he was stabbed in the back of his heart, and fell face forward into the snow, dead.......
When he awoke, Death was floating around him twirling his Scythe of Death, and said, "Well, well, well, it appears that the almighty Spindle has fallen, would you like to invoke your Necromantic powers and become a Lich?" to that, Spindle replied, "Yes, I shall do that now!" and focused all of his energy into and then out of his body and he felt the changes occur, the power of the darkness, the strength and weaknesses, he had become a Lich yet again!
Spindle then asked Death to return him to life as a Lich, Death obliged since it WAS Frostval, and Spindle was suddenly in the middle of the war at Ice Fall, and he saw Jack Frost slaughter a poor little moglin, Spindle yelled out, "YOU SHALL DIE JACK FROST!!!!" and equipped his fearsome Kayda Reaver and charged forward and called an undead army to attack Jack Frost, when the army was finished, Jack was defeated, but not slain, no, that would have to wait!
Jack Frost then commanded all of Spindle's previously earned Ice Orb Fragments to come to him and formed them into the ultimate power of Ice, THE FEARSOME ICE ORB!!!.............maybe continuation? feedback on this through PMs, it'll determine whether I continue or not *bows*
For the mod position, my new favorite board, the SPAM BOARD!!!
p.s. vote for "fuck"!!!!!!!

[jatrix]

"YES!" Shouted Locke as he summoned Power Word Die. "TAKE THAT, YOU FIEND!!" he yelled as the fierce Ice Dragon died in a deadly heap. "LOCKE PWNZ0RZ!" he mocked. That was his last battle, he could finally get the rewards! The war was going on for days, and Jack Frost would not let up. Everyone knew he wanted the ice orb, and he was fighting hard to get this. Luckily, their side had much of the fragments. Locke knew that this was probaly the last time he had to clash villians for the orb, because the 5 pieces will complete the orb. He didn't know, he did not know much about orbs. He just knew they were powerful and shiny. Locke loved shiny things, that's why he wanted an ice orb. Sooo shiny. He had to have it. Hunting down Jack Frost was the only thing he needed to do. He ran through the storm, snow blurring his eyes. He decided to equip his AssaultMecha to keep him warm. While Locke drank hot cocoa, the AssaultMecha ran through the blizzard, tearing and stomping Ice Blecchs. All was going well. As Locke drank his drink, he saw a form running away. Jack Frost! "Plasma!" cried Locke as he aimed the Plasma Gun at Frost. "FIRE!" he yelled, and the cannon stopped Jack in his tracks. Locke hopped out of the vehicle, and ran toward Frost. Jack tried to run away, but he could not. Unveiling his Fire Lord's Axe, Locke leaped at Frost! But, Frost blocked with his own, countering Ice Master's Blade! Jack stabbed Locke in an attempt to kill him, but Locked blocked and hit Frost on the head with the side of the axe. That seemded to knock him out, so Lockewent over and stole his weapon. Wearily, Frost murmured, "Ungh... please kill me..." Locke slapped him with snow. "Tell me where the moglins are!" he said. "Please... kill me...." Frost begged. Locke slapped him with more snow. "TELL ME WHERE YOU HID THE MOGLINS!" he yelled. "Unhhhgnnn... in the... Ice Cave... to the... South..." he pleaded. Locke placed his blade above Frost's head, and slayed him. Getting back in his AssaultMecha, he headed of south, to rescue the moglins.

Once he got there, he went in and untied all the moglins. They were sapped of tons of power, so he gave them a Purple Potion to heal them and give them their Mana back. "Thanks yous, Locke!" one moglin squeeked. Locke smiled, and led the moglins back to Frostvale. Then, later that day, Frostvale was filled with sounds of Moglins, singing merrily with joy.

...The End...

----------End of AQ Story-----------
Shoot. I'll never beat the competition. THE CHEAT! Make me another story! And, uh, get me some cold ones! From Bub, not your cooler...

------------Begin DF Story, because it said Frostvale-----------

As Rocket read the notice board, he saw an important message:

Hiyas! Twillies has important news! All the moglins of Frostvale have been kidnapped! We needs a brave hero to helps us! Great EXP and rewards! Ice Master Yeties tooks them all! Thanks!

Twillies

He decided to take this quest. Rocket needed EXP, and he wanted to test his new Fire Staff. As he headed to Frostvale, he met some ice monsters. Beating them easily, he took on the quest to slay the Yeti. He slayed tons of monsters, eventually, he came to one more monster. A Ice Elemental. Pssshhhh. Easy. Rocket sent out a blast of heat at the Elemental. It hit... AND DID MINUS DAMAGE!?! "WTF?!?" he yelled. It hit him... doing 548 NaN Damage?!? He died, wondering what the hell this guy was. Once Death brought him back to life, he went off and searched for the monster again. He found it. This time, he put it too sleep. He attacked with all attacks, but none worked...

Eventually, the Ice Elemental woke up. "Wahahaha! None can defeat me!" he said. He hit Rocket again, killing him once more. This time, he asked Death for Immunity. In return he would do something special later. Death agreed, being the fool he is. Instead of fighting the elemental, Rocket went to Zorbak and asked about the Elemental.

"Ah yes. The Terror Elemental. -1000% to everything. Very high damage.Tons of HP. The Terror Elemental was created when a mad scientist tried to create a Doom Elemental, but instead put all elements into the DNA Creator, thinking they were dark things. The Terror Elemental came out, and went off in search of adventurers and Guardians to kill. Every war, he disguises himself as a monster of that element and fights the unlucky ones who encounter him. He is very rare, though. The only way to beat him is hidden away, in a cave that traveling to will take a day."

"Where is it?" Rocket asked. "Go to Frostvale, find the river, and jump in. Find a hole, and go inside." Zorbak replied. "'k, Thanks!" Rocket said.

To be continued every other someday.

[RobertM]

I changed it to something more Wintery.

I want to moderate Dragonfable and/or general board.
General board: more traffic so there's more stuff to do
Dragon fable: I'm a Dragonfable guru
Both: That would be fun x2

Dragon Fable: The Cristmas Grind.
With pictures!!

RydiaW shouted ”Finally! I have the Shadow Reaper of Doom, Thorns Thirst, Exalted Moonstriker, and Pit Fighter Sword! I will never farm again!”
“Hey RydiaW!” Ash Dragonblade shouted, “There’s a new Frostvale Quest!”
“God damn it” RydiaW muttered under her breath. “What do I have to do?”
“Just get a fire gem from the cave…”
“Okay, I can do that!” RydiaW interrupted
“Thirty times” Ash added.
“Did I say God Damn it yet?” RydiaW asked.
“ Twice”
“Well, I’m off.” RydiaW said as she began her long journey….
“That took forever!” she exlamed as she pushed the red button on the side of the screen.
The Yellow snow on the ground rolled his eyes.
RydiaW magicly appeared in a frozen wasteland of a cave. Long Icicles hung from the celing, and various nasty monsters roamed the halls. RydiaW looked around and saw a slime on the ground.
“Halt there you foul slime! Prepare to be vanquished!” she yelled.
“Exuse me I find that offensive!” the slime replied.
“What the ‘prepare to be vanquished’ part? Cause I always say that.”
“NO!” the slime replied, “I am not a Slime. I am a Snowball. See? Look at the yellow bar underneath me.”
“Hehe, My bad” RydiaW said

“Its all right we all make mis- What are you doing!!?! Ahhhhhhh!!!” The Snowball said as RydiaW Swiftly cut him in half.
“I love my Namirs Final Gift” she said as she held her sword lovingly.
As RydiaW continued through the cave she met up with many more mild mannered slimes *cough* snowballs. They were all defeated with one swing of her mighty blade. Then she saw the box full of fire gems.
“Hooray!” She shouted.
RydiaW sprinted towards the box. Then a 7 foot tall Dravir stepped in front of her.
“And where do you think you’re going?” the Dravir asked.
“I’m just gonna take a Fire Gem if you don’t mind” she replied.
“But I do mind” said the Dravir.
“Well, then I have to do THIS!” she said as she ran her sword through the Dravir.
“Ahg! That hurt!”
RydiaW looked down at the Dravirs health meter, he had exactly 4 HP left.
“I can still end this in one round….Go Pridemaster, Go!”
RydiaW’s pet Pridemaster ,Pridey, showed up by her side.
“Go! Attack now!” RydiaW yelled
Pridey’s Eyes glowed red.
He roared.
“All right he’s gonna hit hard!” Rydia exclaimed.
Pridey approached the Dravir.
“Yes, yes”
Pridey slashed the Dravir.
He hit a three.
“GOD DAMN IT!!” RydiaW yelled “What is your problem?! You had to hit a freaking three! Is it really that hard to hit one digit higher?”
“Well if you’re gonna be that way I’l leave” Pridey said.
“Fine Leave! I’m better of without you!” RydiaW yelled.
In a fit of anger RydiaW began wildly slashing through the Dravir. She killed him on the first hit, but she just cut him up for the hell of it.
Breathing deeply she said “Great, the gems are unguarded. Now I can take one”.
She peered into the treasure chest and saw exactly thirty gems. As she picked up one and slid it into her bag she thought to herself,
“Great, now I just need to do this 29 more times….Wait a second. There are thirty gems in that box, Why am I just taking one?”
She dumped the entire box of gems into her bag.
RydiaW hopped onto the yellow teleporter and returned to Falconreach.
Ash said “So, how’d it go?”
“It was fine. I didn’t cheat. Quit Accusing me of things! Go away.” She said very quickly.
“Um, okay….” Ash muttered.
RydiaW ran over to the town hall and met the smekzy mage Sephiroth at the door.

“Here to exchange your fire gems?” Sephiroth asked.
“Yea.” RydiaW replied.
“I worked all day to get mine, I’m so proud! When did you start farming?”
“Uh…an hour, no yester…um Last Night.” Rydia stuttered.
“Sounds good.”
Sir Render poked his head out the door, “Are you going to buy something? If not get the hell out of here.”
Sephiroth said, “Our apologies sir, My friend RydiaW and I are here to exchange our Fire Gems for one of your fine weapons.”
“Okay, you’re a mage and a warrior. Swords and Staffs I presume?”
“I would like a staff, and would you like a sword M’lady?”
RydiaW blushed and said, “Yes please, the high level one.”
Sir Render handed over the weapons and said “Have a nice day.”
“Wow, this story sucked” Twilly said as he sat on his stump. “I gotta get ready for my date with Twig, see you later losers”. Twilly hopped of his stump and walked away.
“I didn’t know Twilly swung that way.” RydiaW said to Sephiroth.
“Well, he always sounded kinda queer to me” Sephiroth replied.
“This is a pretty crappy ending to the story though.” RydiaW said.
“Agreed.”

[Lord of Hordes]

The town of Frostvale was quiet. Not even a breeze was blowing through as the snow gently cascaded to the ground. There were no wars to win anymore...no battles to fight. Only sleep in bliss with thoughts of Frostval morning, the following day. All the Moglins lay asleep in their beds. The adventurers had all gone home. Krovesport was closed for the holiday, all of Granemor as well. The pirates of Lolosia had all gone out to sea. The town of Battleon was dark and listless.

Only one light was on in the town of Battleon, coming from an upstairs room at Yulgar's Inn. It was a dim light from a candle. One lone adventurer was still awake, and pacing back and forth. His bright blue armor glinted in the candle light. It was sparkling clean, because he had not participated in any current battles. You see, this adventurer didn't believe in Sandy Claws. He didn't even believe in Jack Frost, or Frosty the Snow Golem.

"Bah....Frostval. What a scam. Everyone is so caught up in the whole thing, it drives them to near insanity. All those warriors and mages marching out to save a bunch of Moglins, that probably weren't even in any danger at all. It's just a scam to make people buy all the giftboxes. Bah. I'll have nothing to do with it. I love my blue Guardian Plate armor, and there's no giftbox that will ever take it's place in my favorite armors." He said to himself as he continued to pace back and forth in his room.

He peered out his window into the darkness outside. He could just barely make out Warlic's Magic Shop across the town square. He turned and walked toward his bed, and sat down. Just then, there was a tap on the window. He turned with a start, and looked. It was a little Moglin he'd seen around town....Twig!

"I heard yous don't bewieve in Fwostval" said Twig to the adventurer. "I've been sent to show yous da meaning of Fwostval".

The adventurer shook his head. "You'll never sucker me into buying all those stupid giftboxes. It's all just a scam."

"Come wif me" said Twig, and he took the adventurer by the hand.

Instantly the two teleported to what appeared to be the town of Frostvale. Twig ran off into the darkness, and the adventurer was left all alone.

"Hello?" he said quietly. "Hellooooooooo!" he yelled, and his voice echoed back. It was snowing still, and the adventurer started shivering in the cold. He wrapped his arms around himself and spun around slowly...looking for any sign of movement. Suddenly, there was a rumbling noise, coming from outside of town. He turned and looked, and saw a horde of monsters flooding into town. Frostval was under attack. The adventurer yelled out as loud as he could: "Monsters! The town is under attack! Everyone run for your lives!" He drew his sword, and slashed at an Ice Crabee that was closing in on him...but his sword went right through the Crabee as though he were invisible. He spun around, and the Crabee was still moving onward toward a Moglin hut. Just then, an Ice Titan stepped right through him, and he shivered, and almost fell down. He gathered his bearings and watched helplessly as the monsters went from hut to hut, kidnapping all the Moglins in town, and bustling back out into the darkness. The town was now quiet again, except for the distant cries from moglins far away. Suddenly, he heard a rustle in the bushes beside a hut, and went to check it out. It was a baby Moglin shivering. His mother had apparently hidden him in the bushes, so the monsters wouldn't find him.

Just then, Twig popped up beside the adventurer. "His mommy was taken away. I hope somebody finds her for him. He wooks reawy cold."

"What's going on here, Twig...", said the adventurer. "I tried to help, but I couldn't even touch them."

"Dat's because you's invwisable" said Twig. "This all happened wast week. I'm showing you the past, so you can accept the pwesent."

"I still think it's all just a scam", said the adventurer.

"Okeeday...come wif me, pwease", and Twig grabbed his hand. *POOF* They were gone.

The two appeared on an icy battlefield, soaked in blood. There were ice monsters slain everywhere. Not too far away, there was a voice.

"Help me...." the voice groaned. "Heeeelp.....meeee....."

The adventurer ran towards the voice. It was a slain warrior laying in the bloody snow, bleeding to death. Once again, our adventurer could do nothing but watch and observe.

"If...only I had someone... watching my back out here", the slain adventurer groaned. "Perhaps I wouldn't be.... lying here all alone... about to freeze.... and bleed to death."

As Twig and the adventurer watched, the slain warrior closed his eyes, and stopped breathing.

Twig scrathed his head, "Perhaps he would have made it if there was just one more person out here on da battlefield. Too bad yous were sitting in your woom at Yuwgar's Inn. Dis man died saving all my Mogwin fwiends."

The adventurer hung his head. "I should have been here...this battle was epic, and this man might still be alive, had I been here fighting along-side him".

*POOF* The two were teleporting away once again. They reappeared back in the villiage of Frostvale. The adventurer ran from hut to hut....peering inside each one, looking for the little Moglin that had been left in the bushes. He finally found him. The little Moglin was sleeping in his mother's arms, as she rocked back and forth in a little rocking chair. The adventurer sighed with relief. Then Twig took him by the hand and led him to a different hut. The adventurer looked inside and saw Twilly. Twilly was busy, working hard on wrapping a giftbox armor. The adventurer moved inside the hut. Knowing he was outside of time, and invisible, he approached Twilly, and looked at the giftbox. There was a tag on it which read:

You may love your color of blue, but this giftbox armor is just for you. We hope you have a change of heart this year, full of happy Frostval cheer.

By the way: tell Yulgar that this one is already paid for. You may not believe in Frostval, but we Moglins believe in you...

Merry Frostval, and Happy New Year.
Twilly

The adventurer welled up a bit. He knew he had done nothing to deserve such a gift.

He turned to Twig and said "Take me home, I have to get there before morning, to stop Twilly from leaving a giftbox for me. I don't deserve it. Hurry! No time to waste....Pun intended."

With a *POOF*, the adventurer was back in his room at Yulgar's Inn. He quickly ran down the stairs to find Yulgar looking at the giftbox he had just seen in his vision only moments before.

He walked up to Yulgar and said "Well....I'm too late. I was going to try to stop Twilly from leaving this here."

"Yeah...we all thought you might", said Yulgar.

"I guess I'm too late, though. But, I guess I'll just have to take it anyways." said the adventurer, as he reached up to take the giftbox.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Turbo..." said Yulgar. "This one isn't for you. I had a feeling you might try to wreck somebody else's Frostval....what with you being such a scrooge 'n all. Stealing from my store will land you in the town jail, buddy-boy."

"But..." the adventurer said with disbelief. "I thought that giftbox was for me!"

"No" said Yulgar. "It's for him" as he pointed towards the floor.

The adveturer looked down beside him, and to his disbelief, he saw Zorbak!

"I'll be taking that now, you little thief" said Zorbak. "Haven't you heard that bad little boys and girls don't get any presents on Frostval? You'll be lucky to even get a lump of coal...meh hehehe..."

"I thought YOU were bad...." said the adventurer.

"No." said Zorbak. "No....I am EBIL! E. B. I. L.....why can't people get that through their fleshy skulls? Sometime's I wonder how you adventurers don't wind up in my undead army. Now, let me summon one of my undead minions to haul off this giftbox for me."

With that, Zorbak raiszed his little staff, and a faint blue glow surrounded it. Just then, an undead burst through the front door, and picked up the giftbox.

"See ya around...meh heh heh heh heh......." sneered Zorbak as he and his minion turned and left the Inn.

The adventurer turned and looked at Yulgar, who was leaning across the counter in his usual manner.

"So, I don't get anything?" asked the adventurer.

Yulgar stood up straight and then reached under his counter. The adventurer watched curiously as Yulgar found the item he was looking for, and slammed it down on the counter-top. It was a lump of coal.

"That's it?" said the adventurer.

"Merry Frostval" said Yulgar.

[Kabroz]

A Frostval Carol

It was a dark and stormy night...

Well, actually it wasn't all that stormy. Or dark, for that matter. But what kind of ominous story starts out with "It was a bright and sunny day..."

Anyway, I digress...

Kabroz looked out from the windows of his hidden lair and sighed. The nights were getting longer and colder in Lore. As much as Kabroz appreciated the dark, that could mean only one thing: Winter was here. And winter meant Frostval, the most wretched time of year as far as Kabroz was concerned. As he looked out into the dark, Kabroz could almost imagine all the happy little ice moglins in Frostvale, busily creating new enchanted armour and weapons for Artix and his legions of goody-goody numbskull followers. Sure, Frostval also brough the inevitable attempt by some two-bit wanna-be villian to kidnap the Ice Moglins and ruin the Holiday, but so far the forces of good were 3-0... and Kabroz doubted that would change any time soon.

As he turned away from the window, Kabroz sighed again. Perhaps he should consider hibernation this year. One of his Tomes of Ebil had suggested the incantations for an extended meditative trance which would supposedly multiply his already formidable necromantic power. Kabroz was dbious; many of these spells were actually attempts to trick lesser mages into feeding their souls to other-worldy demons. Still, this one appeared authentic, and Kabroz was confident that...

His musings were suddenly interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Odd," thought Kabroz. "Most people know better then to disturb me in my home. But perhaps this unexpected visit will serve to provide me with some much needed distraction." With that thought in mind, Kabroz flung open the door to the Hideout to reveal: no one. Puzzled, Kabroz looked around. It was too late in the year for Mogloween pranksters; and besides, the severed heads of the last ill-advised trick-or-treaters hadn't completely rotted off of their pikes in the yard yet. "Must have been the wind..." he thought to himself, as he closed the door and turned towards his study...

Tripping over Twig in the process.

"Ouchies, Mr. Kabwoz!" bubbled Twig. "That reawwy huwt!"

"TWIG!" yelled Kabroz. "What in the Nine Vermillion Hells are you doing here?"

"Don't be mad, Mr. Kabwoz! I'm here to ed-u-ma-cate you about the Twue Meaning of Fwostval!" Twig replied.

Kabroz quirked an eye.

"Tonight you will be visited by twee spooky ghosts! Dey are gunna tell you all about Fwostval, and all the fun and fish and ice cweam! Then we can all be Fwiends and sign and play and eat ice cweam together!"

Kabroz rolled his eyes. Twig was babbling more then usual...

"Byes Mr. Kabwoz! Spooky Ghosts will be here soon!" With that, Twig teleported away, just as Kabroz swung his staff at the spot where the little Moglin has recently stood. "Drat!" muttered Kabroz. "Missed him again..."

----

Later that night, Kabroz was awoken by a loud crash from his Throne Room. Grabbing his cloak and Ebil Staff, he headed down the hall muttering to himself... "If it's that idiot Twig again, I swear I will banish him to the foulest plane I can imagine. Perhaps the one where all those snakes live..." However, as he entered the room, Kabroz noticed that there was no Twig present. Instead, there were three ghosts hovering above his throne.

"Who are you, and why are you invading my Hideout and disturbing my sleep?" Kabroz asked.

"We are the three Ghosts of Frostval Past, Present, and Future" said one of the ghosts. "We are here to teach you the true meaning of Frostval!"

"I see," said Kabroz. "So I suppose you will show me visions of my happy childhood, my friends in the present having fun without me, and my depressing future where I die old and alone?"

"Well... yeah" replied the Spirit. "That was sort of the idea."

"Let me save you some time then. My childhood was miserable. My only moment of Happiness came from zombifying my home town in revenge for the wrongs they did to me while I grew up. I have no friends in the present; only Minions and Undead followers. And they certainly AREN'T celebrating right now. ANd as for my future... I don't fear Death. In fact, I won't be dying... I'll be ascending to Godhood. Did I miss anything?" Kabroz looked at the Spirits expectantly.

"Still, we need to teach you a lesson." replied the Spirits. "Are you ready to learn?"

"I don't need to learn" Kabroz said "I already know the most important lesson of all!"

"And what would that be" asked the Spirits?

At this, Kabroz raised his Ebil Staff of Necromantic Power and began chanting. An eerie light filled the room, as the jeweled eyes of the Demon skull atop his staff began to glow with a sinister red light. As Kabroz began to chant in an ancient and mysterious language, the Three Spirits of Frostval tried to flee... but they were rooted in place by forces beyond their control. Suddenly, a swirling vortex appeared beneath them, and the three Spirits were pulled into the Void. As they were slowly dragged into Limbo, Kabroz yelled after them "The Lesson, my friends, is that you shoudl NEVER send a trio of incompetent ghosts to threaten a Master of Necromancy." As the Swirling Void began to close around the wailing spirits, Kabroz yelled "Merry Frostval, fools! When you get to Hell, tell them Kabroz sent you!" With that, the portal snapped shut and the room returned to normal.

As he headed back up to bed, already plotting his revenge, Kabroz sighed again... "I hate this time of year."

[jianwu]

one hot sunny day,death master(me)^^ woke up and saw his father leaving with his mother feeling weak from the beating he got from his dad coz of disobeying his father,he heard his father saying that they were going out to find jack frost to bring snow to thier land.

After hearing his father he said wait father i am gonna become a guardian and force jack frost to grant us some snow.His father said u have matured son go now save our land and be known far wide.death said i swear i will bring snow to our land.After packing he start to leave after crossing half the desert he went to his back to take out his steak and drink when he open his bag he saw a guardian dragon jr and he said hey! u eat my lunch now wat will i do?Twig appear out of no where death ask him who are u hw did u suddenly appear.Twig said dun speak in such a rude way to answer ur questions i teleport here!You are the only who can save me here now teleport me to guardian tower pls.Twig swing his staff and a portal appear and they disseaper.


Death ask is this the guardian tower?Twig said yeh wat do you think.Death said i saw it on a photo it was much bigger lol.Twig pictures often trick people trust me.Death rush immeadiatly to the guardian tower and said i wanna become a guardian.Artix appear and said
u there if u win me i let u have the power of guardian.Death said fine with me.The battle started with artix summoning daimyo.The battle continue for 1 and a half hour till artix use fire ball z weaking death coz death was a warrior weak agains magic.Death knew he was loosing but his long sword transform to a guardian blade as he think of his town that needed snow and christmas his guardian blade summon the guardian dragon and wipe out Artix.As promise artix gave him the guardianship just as he was about to give a paladin captain came in and said jack frost and his army is atking frostval!Death said ok lets go leave jack to me

After fighting for 1 day and a half jack finnaly show up .Its time for Death to go.Death charge as fast at jack with his guardian blade and atk frost,till he turn numb coz of jack frost cunning atk even though he was frost death summon the guardian dragon to burn jack to crisp but jack special bloodline absorb it.Valencia said here take this IT WAS A BLADE OF AWE!Death said this is the legendary and most powerful sword in the world of lore valencia said u are the rightful owner of this he fight till something shiny happend he actiave the ultimate magic in the game power world death ultra he put frost on his knees and say grant me snow to my village knewing if death will tortute him so he immeadiatly grant snow and presents so they could celebravete christmas,death ask twig to teleport him home twig said sure i would SWING!where am i?? said death .Twig said oops teleport to the wrong area ^^ nvm i should let him find his way back.while at deaths home Death father said to his town and his wife death has left us a great thing we shall call christmas dec 25 from today onwards

i wan to be battleon mod if i win

[Lord of Hordes]

Modify your posts to tell which board you want to moderate. Just modify your entry, and at the bottom of the story, add the name of the board you want....like: General Board, or Battle On, or Crybaby Corner, etc....just pick one board.

[denarrow]

Ok here is mine.


Artix:Hey ZORBAK n00basaurus LAWL?Y0l_l NEVAR G37 any presents!
Zorbak:SHut your mouth Artix.
Random monkey:*Throws atom bomb*BYE BYE!

THE END!
Wasnt that great?

Any forum.I dont care.Even the crybaby corner.If its still there>_>