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by kotaro7914 on Fri Apr 01, 2011 7:11 pm
My PM's not working right, so I'm going to give my example post you wanted here:
Alex was walking down a street near his college. The sun was shining, no clouds were in the sky, no breeze. Basically, it was a terrible day to live in Arizona. I just had to walk today, I just had to save gas for my car. Alex was still wearing his jacket, making him even hotter. He wanted to take it off, but he was too lazy to even move anything other then his legs. His legs however wanted to stop moving as well. They felt like dumbbells after the long walk, and the heat didn't help it at all. He felt like he was going to have a heat stroke. People had offered to walk home with him, people who lived nearby, but he just ignored the offers and walked away. He didn't care much for company and felt better alone.
Alex looked up, sweat dripping down his face and onto the sidewalk.There was a bus stop ahead of him, one of the stops that had an add on the side as well as a small roof above it. That roof only meant one thing to Alex, shade. Oh thank God. He lazily walked over to the bus stop, one leg slowly lifting then stomping on the ground after the other. As the shadow of the bus stop fell over him he almost fell from complete relief. He sat on the bench under the small roof and heaved a heavy sigh of relief. "Much better." He leaned against the back of the bench, his head hanging from the top.
He brought his head forward again and smiled. "This is much better. I might just take the bus." He looked down the street, his eye catching something glowing in the sunlight. He leaned forward to get a better look at it. It was laying on the curb, completely abandoned. Alex got up and approached the shining object slowly. As he got closer, he saw it was a pole. "A pole, in the street?" He looked closer at the pole, realizing it wasn't just a long piece of metal. It was a work of art. The pole was 4 feet long and 2 centimeters wide. The base color of it was a dark red, with designs of green and blue vines coursing around it. In the center of it, 4 centimeters long and 2 centimeters wide, was the design of a majestic bald eagle, perched on top of a long branch and and seeming to be staring at Alex with a fixed expression of determination.
"That is amazing." He reached for it, his eyes fixed on the eagle's stare. He picked up the pole, admiring its mastery of art. "I wonder if someone dropped it?" He looked around, wondering if anyone was near. No one was. "Guess it's mine then." He put the pole over his shoulder and walked home, swinging the pole from time to time. Since he had learned Tae-Kwon-Do, he had loved the feel of a weapon in his hand, not that he needed one.
Alex sat on his bed, holding the pole out in front of him. "I wonder what master will think about this?" He placed the pole against the wall next to his bed and laid down. He closed his eyes, falling asleep after the hard day. He suddenly opened his eyes, the pole seeming to glow. All around him his room began to liquefy and melt into a complete darkness. "What the-?" Alex felt the bed disappear underneath him as he began to fall. Before he fell, he grabbed the pole and held on for dear life. He felt himself falling and never landing. Its gotta be a dream.
Alex felt solid ground beneath him. He opened his eyes, expecting to see his room. But instead he saw something he wasn't counting on. He was on a stone floor, his hand still holding the pole, people around him walking around what looked like a flea market. He blinked as his vision cleared from the bright sun hovering above him. The people were wearing strange clothes, some of which looked like robes and others in armor. Some of them carried weapons as well, but not guns. Instead they were carrying swords, maces, spears. Weapons not used since the olden times of mankind.
He stood up after a man walked over him, carrying what looked like a cage. He looked around him, taking in his surroundings. "Where the hell am I?" He said.. He looked fearfully around at all the people around him. They all seemed so badly tempered and were glaring at everyone around them, including him. He turned to a man nearby. "Excuse me, can you-"
"Leave me alone you rotten Beggar!" The man pushed Alex away, into a wall nearby. Alex was dumbfounded, confused, but most of all, scared. "What the hell is this place?" He looked to his right and gasped. In the road, towering over everyone else, was a...a.... creature. It had the ferocious head of a bull, the legs of a powerful bull as well, but the muscular torso and arms were that of a man. "Holy Shi-!" Alex didn't even finish before he started running away from the beast. He was trying to move everyone out of his way, only to be pushed down again. He put his hands defensively over his head. This is not happening, this is not happening...But he knew it really was. Everything looked and felt too real. He was trapped in a world he didn't even know.
Is this what you are expecting?
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kotaro7914 on Sat Apr 02, 2011 3:21 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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