WTH. One last go at it. It was widely understood that what lied in the depths was beyond gods reach. What spawned beneath the surface was the work of the devil. With little aim to control his creations, the devil's world was crawling with unspeakable horrors hell-bent on surviving. All that divided this world from yours was the solid rock door to the cave's entrance. Whether to punish man's sins, or test man's strength, this safeguard was vanquished one fateful day, and she... was taken. Arming yourself with an antique sword and shield from war times long forgotten, you plunge beyond light's, beyond comfort's, beyond god's reach. It was time to release all hell upon hell.
Mine! After another night of overeating pizzas in front of the TV in your parents' house basement, you woke up into a morning of self-loathing and vomiting, not necessarily in that order, and began wondering about your place in the universe. You remembered a recent conversation with a red-eyed circus manager, who told you about a problem he had with the reception of his wi-fi router in his caravan, and asked you for a favor to fix it. You decided to go for it now. As you start hacking up the wires, you start to hear strange noises coming from behind your back..
Uwe Boll's dungeon tale Are hero enters a dungeon that has 500 extras dressed up as orges but you only end up seeing 12. He fights them off but the shot is so poorly cropped that all you see is a blur. No he is suddenly on a boat, becuase thats the quality you can expect from Uwe Boll. Now he is in what appears to be a sound stage dressed up like a diffrent dungeon. For some reason this movie is suddenly ripping off Lord of the Rings which he proudly proclaims in the commentary. Now they are in a town talking to the king of the elves. But now it appears that the movie has ended.
Great entries so far! This contest is officially over at midnight on Thursday, May 12 (at the end of the day, not the beginning). Keep up the good work until then!
Downloaded the lite last night, just saw the 'addicted to health potions' mini story. Epic. I think I need to step up my game Two days after the raging storm of tornadoes, lightning, hail, and earthquakes that swept the countryside, you are summoned by the gods. They explain to you that the storm was the result of their massive party, and that you have been summoned to clean up. According to them, the things they created during their ambrosia-induced drunkeness have all been banished into a dungeon. The gods say they'd clean up themselves if they didn't have hangovers, but you know they're just a bunch of lazy slobs. You're then given a grid of thirty-six floating icons that will supposedly help you defend yourself, and you're teleported into the creatures' prison. The monsters are drawn to the godliness of your magic grid, and quickly start swarming towards you...
DIY Story Dear [Adventurer/Lost tourist/Zombie/Unicorn]: Welcome, to the most [terrifying/awesome/undeadish/colorfun] dungeon you've ever [seen/bit/smelled/fell on]. Please find next to you a [random set/sword and shield/torchlight/horn polisher] to help you on your way, and prepare for the most [amazing/deadly/random/happy] [walk/death trap/friend meeting/path to the end of the rainbow]. Good luck, you will need it. Sincerely, [secret admirer/pony lover/the still living/your arch nemesis]
One week left! I'm bored, so I'll put in my own entry (remember, I'm not judging, just promoting): Having bought a miracle potion from a shady vendor in order to become young again, you consume it to find that it has not only made you young, but also restored your sight and made your left leg strong again. Unfortunately, it has also restored your youthful rashness, which was the reason why you were blind and lame in the first place. Seizing the opportunity somewhat foolishly, you grab your trusty sword and shield and head into the nearest dungeon, bypassing the large "DO NOT ENTER" sign without a second thought...
I bought the game some time ago and love it. However, I placed my entry earlier in the hopes of having my content added into the game, which would be mighty fine! If I'm chosen as a winner, I'll give my code away to a worthy chum
Having played games for whole weeks without any rest, you look around you and notice that your imagination has taken over, all you see are blocks that you need to match, enemies that you need to destroy and skills you need to upgrade. Getting desperate, you decide the best move is to go to sleep, only to realize it was your worse decision. Your imagination has also taken over your dreams, and is now forcing you to play endlessly a game, where if you lose, you don't have continues, and the consequences are unknown. Will you be able to wake up? Only time will tell...
Born in the outlands You lived in the outlands, raised by your brother in a simple life. One day you find your brother murdered. The journal your brother had hidden details the history of your family. Your father, the former ruler, was betrayed by his trusted adviser leading to the death of the entire bloodline, except you. The journal hints at the location of your father's sword hidden away until it could be used to reclaim the empire. The tambo sword is part of your family's power, that only your bloodline can wield. You could reclaim your title and avenge your family with it. So begins your journey. 104 words
Hmmm little bit of magic, adventure, dungeons and mystical creatures Dungeons of Tebetia are growling once again, the Kaze Kage and his eternal army of infernos are prepared for battle. The battle at dawn which will be the battle between mortals and immortals. To stop them only one who has the amulet of Thor can do so, do you have the courage to conceive the quest and stop the wrath of immortals......... It doesn't matter whether i win or loose but i like this contest and there should more like this.... Thanks for the contest Adam
The Red Dragon has unrivaled speed. It flies low, scooping up humans while burning the backs of the fleeing, with fiery breath. The destruction of the village & slaughter of it's population is ruthless and efficient. They stand no chance. The old Wizard watches the scaled beast from afar, safe yet petrified; Aware his own magical experiments awoke this God-forsaken creature. Yet his heartfelt tears do naught to undo his work - for his people are dead and the Red Dragon has returned underground. As the Wizards son, you were raised with magic and intellect, but on this day you take both wand and sword in hand...and venture down, deep beneath the dungeons, to atone for your father; to slay or be slayed.
The night bit cold on his skin down into his bones. In waking from a state of inebriation caused by ingesting a vile tea days ago, he now found himself outside of the entrance to a dungeon. The leaves danced on the trees to either side of the door as warm air lazily shot short bursts through ancient cracks well worn into the soft dead wood. From inside he thought he heard a voice beckoning his name, however he couldn't be sure if it wasn't that damned tea the false priest had given him. After debating whether or not to enter, he pulled open the rotting door and stepped inside, naked save for the tattered rags, empty purse, and rusty dagger he had woke in. Off in the dark distant depths he could hear angry grunting and low guttural animal sounds - wishing now that he had awoke armed with something heavier than a dagger and rags he bravely took the first step inside...
A traveling swordsman constantly honing his skills, pledges his loyalty only to those who best him with a sword. His skill earns him the nickname, "silent wind", a moniker truly befitting his speed. Little is known of his personal life, other than the fact that his family died about 8 years ago when a storm struck his village. He refuses to use any sword other than his own, which he found in front of himself shortly after the storm. No one cares to ask him anything else about himself, lest they lose a limb in the process. His sole purpose is to practice his craft whilst delving deeper and deeper into the dungeon.
You are one of the final students in your class to take the Intergalactic Exploration Army's final exam, and your nervousness shows as you step into the simulator pod. Your friends have told you stories of being stranded in underwater caves, scorching deserts, and steaming jungles, but you hope fervently that you'll get a slightly more hospitable environment. Wires are attached to your head, and you vault through space to crash land on a bleak, grey planet. When you emerge from the wreckage, you find yourself in a massive dungeon with no end in sight. You start walking aimlessly, hoping you can pass your exam and find a way out of the dungeon...
The "Dungeon Fever" had long ravaged the nation. No epidemic had ever been so deadly or so vicious. After becoming afflicted yourself, you decided to enter the dungeon of the nearest castle, believed to be the source of the plague, as one last desperate attempt to find a cure. The castle was supposedly abandoned long ago due to suspicions about its relationship to the plague, so it should just be a matter of time before you find what you're looking for. You enter the contaminated, disease-ridden dungeon in hope that you'll be able to find answers before you start coughing up blood...
You find yourself in front of a sign that says "Treasures inside!", happily and hastily, you make it inside the misterious cave without a second though "I wonder why someone would be so dumb as to announce their treasures up for grabs, o well, I'll grab a few things and leave quickly" you think to yourself. The moment you set a foot inside, a rock blocks the exit, and an evil laugh is heard in the background. "Welcome to Hell's entrance, you won't make it out of here alive, so try and enjoy yourself while you last".
Your parents sat nervously in the Green Hills Sanatorium waiting room. The doctor entered. "Your son's crazy" he said, causing your mother to cry. Your father shook his head. Neither looked at you. Twenty years later, the sanatorium is still your home. Your parents no longer visit, but you don't notice. You talk to yourself or to your new family. Although the doctors claim they're imaginary. Sometimes you embark on adventures, traveling through dungeons, fighting skulls and special monsters. The doctors say that's impossible, as you're observed continuously. You don't care; real or not, your instinct is to complete one more mission. You start swiping the air with your finger...
