FOR ALL THOSE THAT DEMAND STORYTIME.
* Okay,so i thought this should be the first long-ass chapter from the story of my character.Mark,… moreEddie,if you guys want more,just tell me,kay? Sorry if it's lame,i'm trying,and today i didn't have much time to write it,since i had to go out with a guy...
Hi.I’m Azlyn.And this is my story.
*roll the epic badass rock music *
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=bpOSxM0rNPM#t=0
No,you probably wouldn’t wanna know.You think you do,now.But this is not just story time.You keep reading,and you’re in the same danger i’m in.
No?You’re really gonna keep reading?Well,okay,but don’t say you haven’t been warned.
Let’s just start with the beginning...You see,i’m not human.Really,i’m not.I’m a troll.Not the kinda trolls you might be thinking ‘bout,those stupid children making people mad from behind a computer moniter.A troll is almost like a human,only with grey skin and … [view original content]
Childhood
As a child I loved to go to the shooing range. I was the best 8 year old shooter in Atlanta. The day I was going to use a rifle, this man was robbing us. My daddy pulled out his gun, but....he didn't get to the trigger fast enough.He then tried to rape my mom, but she refused. I had a clear shot with my pistol, but I couldn't do it. After he killed my mom, he came after me. He stole my pistol but didn't realise I had two. After he drew on me, I bit him and killed him. I had no choice. After that, I vowed never to hurt anyone unless it was necessary. Teens and Adulthood
I spent my whole childhood & most of my teenage life in the woods. The only thing I had to remember my dad by was his razor. Since my dad had cancer, he couldn't grow facial hair, I told myself I will never grow facial hair. The pistols were my moms, but she's gone. In the woods, the only friends I had were the wolves. Most of them hated me, but there was one who always protected me. On my 18th birthday everything went wrong. The wolf, Cart, as I called him, died protecting me. The other wolves were hungry & pounced on me. He fought most of them off, but he didn't make it. After that day I am forever known as Cart_hero_2010, as 2010 was the year of my 18th birthday.
Childhood
As a child I loved to go to the shooing range. I was the best 8 year old shooter in Atlanta. The day I was going to use a rifle, … morethis man was robbing us. My daddy pulled out his gun, but....he didn't get to the trigger fast enough.He then tried to rape my mom, but she refused. I had a clear shot with my pistol, but I couldn't do it. After he killed my mom, he came after me. He stole my pistol but didn't realise I had two. After he drew on me, I bit him and killed him. I had no choice. After that, I vowed never to hurt anyone unless it was necessary.
Teens and Adulthood
I spent my whole childhood & most of my teenage life in the woods. The only thing I had to remember my dad by was his razor. Since my dad had cancer, he couldn't grow facial hair, I told myself I will never grow facial hair. The pistols were my moms, but she's gone. In the woods, the only friends I had were the wolves. Most of them hated me, but there was one… [view original content]
When I was young, I lived out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparations for the meal they thought I was bringing home. I had spent most of the day hunting big game when I noticed something was wrong: smoke was rising in the distance, where our house was. I immediately ran toward it, worried that a fire may had started. I ran as fast as I could, but I was already a ways away from the house, and it took me about ten minutes to get there even with my speed. When I got there, our house was burning, and before my eyes, right outside of my home, were the burning corpses of my parents. For a moment, I stood there in disbelief even as our house burns to the ground. Then, I forced myself to focus on the fire: Maybe my little sister was alive still. The firemen from the closest town was contacted and the fire was eventually put out, but I was told that it was arson. I was also told that the remains of my little sister were nowhere to be found...
The next year after that went downhill for me. I fell into deep depression, which I drowned with alcoholism. I moved to the city so I could piss away my money on alcohol and gambling. Most nights, I would go to bed only to completely forget what happened the night before. I figured if I drink enough, I would eventually forget my parents and my sister, and maybe forget how to live. Friends came and went in my life, but I never found any permanent relationships. The only reason I became friends with people at all was because I masked my depression with being a smartass. Apparently, people liked that about me. Ask any one of my old friends and they will tell you that they wouldn't tell the difference between me being depressed or happy, but sometimes they say I am rather careless. Now, I'm wandering the world just... searching. For what, I have no idea, but I felt like I would stumble upon my purpose one of these days. For some reason, I always assumed my little sister is dead, but sometimes I hope that I may one day find her...
I doubt it, though. Best to keep moving forward; that's all I can do.
FOR ALL THOSE THAT DEMAND STORYTIME.
* Okay,so i thought this should be the first long-ass chapter from the story of my character.Mark,… moreEddie,if you guys want more,just tell me,kay? Sorry if it's lame,i'm trying,and today i didn't have much time to write it,since i had to go out with a guy...
Hi.I’m Azlyn.And this is my story.
*roll the epic badass rock music *
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=bpOSxM0rNPM#t=0
No,you probably wouldn’t wanna know.You think you do,now.But this is not just story time.You keep reading,and you’re in the same danger i’m in.
No?You’re really gonna keep reading?Well,okay,but don’t say you haven’t been warned.
Let’s just start with the beginning...You see,i’m not human.Really,i’m not.I’m a troll.Not the kinda trolls you might be thinking ‘bout,those stupid children making people mad from behind a computer moniter.A troll is almost like a human,only with grey skin and … [view original content]
WARNING serious review things about to get serious
I loved this story whole government trolls with magic power basically if this came out… more cinema i would watch i like
Pros
Intelligent story
Original idea
expert rapists why laugh so much at this how they become a expert lol
Mystery elements i wanna more
Loved survival decisions
Cons
No one get killed but i'm sick in the head probably just me
I loved story but it feels incomplete what happens to troll moar
WHERE MY TOP 10 list of characters AZLYN
Overall 8.5/10 brilliant
MOAR.
Seriously,it's awesome,i loved it!It also has a hint of realism,and makes me experience strong feelings for you character.But,if i may add some constructive criticism,it lacks a bit of detail.I know you were tired,so it probably doesn't count.
Overall,your story was really impressive!I hope you'll continue it.
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I li… moreved out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparat… [view original content]
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I li… moreved out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparat… [view original content]
FOR ALL THOSE THAT DEMAND STORYTIME.
* Okay,so i thought this should be the first long-ass chapter from the story of my character.Mark,… moreEddie,if you guys want more,just tell me,kay? Sorry if it's lame,i'm trying,and today i didn't have much time to write it,since i had to go out with a guy...
Hi.I’m Azlyn.And this is my story.
*roll the epic badass rock music *
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=bpOSxM0rNPM#t=0
No,you probably wouldn’t wanna know.You think you do,now.But this is not just story time.You keep reading,and you’re in the same danger i’m in.
No?You’re really gonna keep reading?Well,okay,but don’t say you haven’t been warned.
Let’s just start with the beginning...You see,i’m not human.Really,i’m not.I’m a troll.Not the kinda trolls you might be thinking ‘bout,those stupid children making people mad from behind a computer moniter.A troll is almost like a human,only with grey skin and … [view original content]
Childhood
As a child I loved to go to the shooing range. I was the best 8 year old shooter in Atlanta. The day I was going to use a rifle, … morethis man was robbing us. My daddy pulled out his gun, but....he didn't get to the trigger fast enough.He then tried to rape my mom, but she refused. I had a clear shot with my pistol, but I couldn't do it. After he killed my mom, he came after me. He stole my pistol but didn't realise I had two. After he drew on me, I bit him and killed him. I had no choice. After that, I vowed never to hurt anyone unless it was necessary.
Teens and Adulthood
I spent my whole childhood & most of my teenage life in the woods. The only thing I had to remember my dad by was his razor. Since my dad had cancer, he couldn't grow facial hair, I told myself I will never grow facial hair. The pistols were my moms, but she's gone. In the woods, the only friends I had were the wolves. Most of them hated me, but there was one… [view original content]
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I li… moreved out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparat… [view original content]
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I li… moreved out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparat… [view original content]
Wow after reading these back stories from ya'll, I might add tidbits of your backstories into the comic. FYI I'm feeling better so I'm gonna work 3 times harder!
Wow,cool!Thanks for reading it!So you think i should continue it,right?
(Oh,and,to answer your question,rapists have a school for it in t… morehe middle of Australia.They have diplomas for it,too.)
And,i really can't do then top ten characters,Mark,really,i can't!I said why.
This is so deep and sad i like the story brilliant interesting to see can raise above the depression to seek answers who lit the house on fire has potential to be quality story when your finished
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I li… moreved out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparat… [view original content]
Comments
What do you mean by "continue"? Just adding onto the story? If so, I don't think it NEEDS it, but it doesn't hurt to add info.
Well if you have more to add I'd say go for.
Let me tell you about Homestuck.
Dis.
Those horned lil' dudes are the trolls,FYI.In reality,they have hands.
Well,it's not actually finished.THAT is just the beginning.So do you think i should post the whole story,or just leave it like this?
Sure! I'd be happy to read more!
WARNING serious review things about to get serious
I loved this story whole government trolls with magic power basically if this came out cinema i would watch i like
Pros
Intelligent story
Original idea
expert rapists why laugh so much at this how they become a expert lol
Mystery elements i wanna more
Loved survival decisions
Cons
No one get killed but i'm sick in the head probably just me
I loved story but it feels incomplete what happens to troll moar
WHERE MY TOP 10 list of characters AZLYN
Overall 8.5/10 brilliant
The heck..
Taz'dingo, mon.
Childhood
As a child I loved to go to the shooing range. I was the best 8 year old shooter in Atlanta. The day I was going to use a rifle, this man was robbing us. My daddy pulled out his gun, but....he didn't get to the trigger fast enough.He then tried to rape my mom, but she refused. I had a clear shot with my pistol, but I couldn't do it. After he killed my mom, he came after me. He stole my pistol but didn't realise I had two. After he drew on me, I bit him and killed him. I had no choice. After that, I vowed never to hurt anyone unless it was necessary.
Teens and Adulthood
I spent my whole childhood & most of my teenage life in the woods. The only thing I had to remember my dad by was his razor. Since my dad had cancer, he couldn't grow facial hair, I told myself I will never grow facial hair. The pistols were my moms, but she's gone. In the woods, the only friends I had were the wolves. Most of them hated me, but there was one who always protected me. On my 18th birthday everything went wrong. The wolf, Cart, as I called him, died protecting me. The other wolves were hungry & pounced on me. He fought most of them off, but he didn't make it. After that day I am forever known as Cart_hero_2010, as 2010 was the year of my 18th birthday.
FOR THE HORDE
MOAR
LOK'TAR OGAR!
How do I post images from imgur?
Now time for sad music, because my backstory is depressing as crap:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9T3-9UKCmbw
When I was young, I lived out in woods, away from most of the cities and such. We never liked the noise of the city, so we decided to simply live out on our own. I lived there with my parents and my little sister. We were all Anthromorphic; why we're that way, I have no clue, but my father used to tell me stories when I was younger that it was a gift from a special wizard way back when. My mother just tells me we were one day born this way. I didn't care either way; I was happy to be who I was. It was so peaceful, we never thought something would go wrong. Away from the protection of the city, we learned to feed ourselves and provide our own protection, but that wasn't enough when someone attacked our home...
I was out hunting when it happened. My parents were at the house along with my little sister making preparations for the meal they thought I was bringing home. I had spent most of the day hunting big game when I noticed something was wrong: smoke was rising in the distance, where our house was. I immediately ran toward it, worried that a fire may had started. I ran as fast as I could, but I was already a ways away from the house, and it took me about ten minutes to get there even with my speed. When I got there, our house was burning, and before my eyes, right outside of my home, were the burning corpses of my parents. For a moment, I stood there in disbelief even as our house burns to the ground. Then, I forced myself to focus on the fire: Maybe my little sister was alive still. The firemen from the closest town was contacted and the fire was eventually put out, but I was told that it was arson. I was also told that the remains of my little sister were nowhere to be found...
The next year after that went downhill for me. I fell into deep depression, which I drowned with alcoholism. I moved to the city so I could piss away my money on alcohol and gambling. Most nights, I would go to bed only to completely forget what happened the night before. I figured if I drink enough, I would eventually forget my parents and my sister, and maybe forget how to live. Friends came and went in my life, but I never found any permanent relationships. The only reason I became friends with people at all was because I masked my depression with being a smartass. Apparently, people liked that about me. Ask any one of my old friends and they will tell you that they wouldn't tell the difference between me being depressed or happy, but sometimes they say I am rather careless. Now, I'm wandering the world just... searching. For what, I have no idea, but I felt like I would stumble upon my purpose one of these days. For some reason, I always assumed my little sister is dead, but sometimes I hope that I may one day find her...
I doubt it, though. Best to keep moving forward; that's all I can do.
(I'd add onto it, but I'm to tired right now)
I read through the whole thing and I'm impressed.Good job.
Okay,awesome!Working on the next chapter...
Shhhhh....
Wow,cool!Thanks for reading it!So you think i should continue it,right?
(Oh,and,to answer your question,rapists have a school for it in the middle of Australia.They have diplomas for it,too.)
And,i really can't do then top ten characters,Mark,really,i can't!I said why.
Thanks
Just like with normal pictures.
MOAR.
Seriously,it's awesome,i loved it!It also has a hint of realism,and makes me experience strong feelings for you character.But,if i may add some constructive criticism,it lacks a bit of detail.I know you were tired,so it probably doesn't count.
Overall,your story was really impressive!I hope you'll continue it.
Overgrowth is a cool game. I'm thinking of buying it in the release.
Lewl,wut? XD
Dis, my friend, is a friend of mine.
Oh, i'll bet!
QUADRUPLE bump.
C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER
Awesome and tragic, reminds me of some one from Elfen Lied and BlazBlue. (AKA Lucy and Nu-13)
Awesome.
Awesome and very sad. Hat's to you.
That really suits your story
Wow after reading these back stories from ya'll, I might add tidbits of your backstories into the comic. FYI I'm feeling better so I'm gonna work 3 times harder!
lol cool my mistake yeah continue doing great work it's ok won't pressure you into a list be wanna know would ellie or joel be in it
Damn, I want to write my backstory but I've got homework! T_T
Take yer time. No rush.
I know, but damn, I feel like some writing. : P
This is so deep and sad i like the story brilliant interesting to see can raise above the depression to seek answers who lit the house on fire has potential to be quality story when your finished
Who's this character? I think I've already seen him somewhere..