SupCom certainly had some great fan fiction so we know there is talent out there. Just a tiny idea I had.|||+1|||Meanwhile you might want to take a look at these books:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Song_of_ice_and_fire|||Yeah, I read those a few years ago. The first three books were pretty decent, the pace is just so slow though. The fourth book didn't do much for me.
Is the 5th book finally out?|||Nope, but you can preorder them on Amazon. Last time I checked (maybe half a year ago or more) you could already preorder them, so that doesn't mean a thing...
The first 3 books were a blast and I agree with your opinion on the 4th book as well. Still, I hope we will get part 5 eventually and it will tie up all the loose ends. I hate it when a story stops right in the middle.
I think one of the best things was that he indiscriminately kills off main characters sometimes, completely contrary to the 'Hollywood hero rules'. It kept the suspension up because I began to expect that one of the important characters might die a horrible death right in the next chapter or the chapter after that!
Now what does that say about my character... *whistle*
I'm totally supporting the fanfic idea btw. Some of the stuff was just amazing! Even better than the original plot of the campaign. (Sorry Steve!)|||So your saying that the indiscriminate killing of all the main characters from Supcom1 to FA was a good thing?|||Not all of them maybe but if you kill off one or two of the really popular ones, it will add to the suspense in my opinion. First you have to build them up a little bit in the story of course. The death of the Illuminate chick's brother and the life-threatening mission for the UEF guy's wife didn't work because nobody cared anyway. Now compare that to the death of Dostya in FA...|||But Dostya... why did she have to go? that ripped my heart out.
And the lack of a comeback from Rhiza. And the cold hearted calculating change of Dr. Brackman was as good as killing him.
|||thecommanderD|||I didn't play SupCom 2 but Brackman in FA seemed like your nice old grandpa who would do anything to protect you and would feel really sad if something bad happened to you.|||I have a great fanfiction that I wrote about "The King" and "The enemy king". I'll let you guys be the judge:Fanfic start
The King was walking through a long meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a wide little dog lying under a tree.
The King skipped over to see the dear thing and was irresisteble to find that he was hurt! An axe had pierced his soothe little anus and he whimpered quietly with the pain.
"My dear little friend," The King said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the axe, as quickly as he could. The dog cried out and The King's heart ached, like an arrow pierced his heart. "You'll be all right," The King whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Enemy King and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Enemy King up in his arms, The King carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, The King nursed Enemy King, cleaning his anus and feeding him Apple-brand dog chow.
On the eighth night, Enemy King climbed into bed with The King. He burrowed under the covers and readily thrusted The King's hand. It made The King giggle and he cuddled close to Enemy King, stroking his leg and singing quietly to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, The King hurried home so he could curl up with Enemy King. It gave him a great feeling whenever Enemy King thrusted his hand.
Then one night, Enemy King looked up at The King and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a prince."
The King screamed, he was so surprised. How could a dog talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Enemy King said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," The King said and kissed Enemy King on his leg. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Enemy King," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" The King said.
"See?" Enemy King said and showed The King the scar from the axe on his anus. Then he kissed The King and they tumbled in the castle and did a lot of very unholy things, some of them involving a strong dildo.
"I love you," Enemy King said when they were done. The King clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Enemy King had stashed away.
And if Enemy King didn't know about The King's visits to the Dog sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.|||^^
Wtf are you taking.|||Well ****. I was supposed to write erotic literature as a troll attempt, but it seems a very weird fellow has already beaten me to it.
I'm still gonna do it, but after I get back from work.|||I think it's called "fanfiction."
|||Well, yeah. That writing was way too shoddy to actually qualify as erotic literature.
No comments:
Post a Comment