[Challenge] Legio vs. Mega Tortas THE IMMACULTE CONCEPTION {example}

[molls]

Challenger: Legio
Challenged: Mega Tortas

Time Limit: Monday, the 8th of February
Picture set by the Challenged Mega Tortas:

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Standard TotW Rules apply: 200 - 500 Words.

Stories go in here, after the submission period the TotW community will vote on the victor.
Post comments, battle cries, mild verbal insults in here.
A red dawn rises...

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

"Thunk..clink"

Ya got Noooooothing Boy....Ya hear me, Nooooothing!!!!!!

[molls]

Lego will prolly cum up with a tale about him getting jumped

then heroically defending himself by citing homer

[Sunbird Alkibijad]

Funny thing the challenge picture could be used like this - one of them writing as the guy that is on the ground, the other one swinging the sword down at him

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

Nice idea, thanks SA...

[Beer Money]

That pic is redonk.

I think the pic wins.

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

it does rock, don't it...

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

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Twins..."Love me or die"

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Twins..."Love me or die"

How did it come to this? To ease the rage and pain of being apart, you must die. The beauty and hope for my life in finding you again is betrayed by the blood lust and rage I feel to-wards you for letting them keep us apart. We were never separated and it was you and I against the world. Nothing could stop us and no assembled will could stand against our volition.

Then came that night of father's drunken rage, when he beat me half to death and cowered you with hate. I remember him screaming right before the first blow fell..."It's not natural!!!!!" Then blood splattered the walls as he showed me his love....

I've never held it against you....You were always the strong one and kept me from harm. You screamed and tore my soul as they dragged you away...

The third night you were gone, I gave father your love by the tip of my sword as he lay with one of his pox ridden whores. All who knew your face were fed red hot coals so that I could never again hear your voice's sweet embrace. Thru all that time our link has never been broken. I even remember feeling the joy in your heart for your 1st born; when you held him, still bathed in the radiance of birth.

The sword held high came crashing down reuniting one twin with the other. From the ground outstretched hands landed holds, then clamped down tightly. Retracting arms brought them together as the sword hilt dissapeared in to the younger brother's torso, and he slid down the blade to reach his siblings guttural embrace. One lay atop the other joined thru the passion of cold, lonely steel.

"I have found you now little brother and will never let you go. No one will ever again keep us apart. Love me or die."

It's not finshed...yet. and needs a touch up.{and I reserve the right} but there it is. Yes Niko pissed me of today and well what can I say....Perhaps tonight or tomorrow I'll throw another less....intense version. Probably not. Knowing Him, he'll just make me mad as hell and take two of this will manifest as ten times worst...

Edit: Done and Done. Move when ready.

[helmersen]

Awesome!

[Legio]

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Broken

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Why had they come. They had no right. They had no reason. This was not their road. It had been theirs ages, centuries ago. But that was long ago. Things had changed. And most of all, he had changed. What he had been before did not matter. All that mattered was the air around him, the air that pulsed with the darkness inside his mind. Or perhaps it was all in his mind. It did not matter. The ancient evil had snaked into his brain, had eaten away at his morals, his conscience. It had claimed many before him. It would claim many after him. But he did not care. He only cared about himself....no, he did not care about himself either.

He cared about them. Their silver armor and proud steeds. Their clean water and meat that wasn't infested with maggots and upon by the cook. Their large, majestic homes. Clear air that didn't choke the very lungs it passed through. Their fields and parks...green. The very thought of that color infuriated him, filled him to the bone with anger. As they got closer he trembled. They...what had they ever done to deserve better than him? They had done nothing. They had done nothing but spit on him, enslave his people, keep him down. They did not know what it was like. Gondor...the very name was anathema to him. The White City. Unspoiled. Untainted. He scoffed. Their hearts were just as black as his, if not blacker. Their arrogance amazed him even as it poured hate into his body, as if his head were the opening of a jug.

He didn't always hate them, really. There was a period when he wanted to be one of them. He had gone quite far in the small world he called home. But he had been broken, just as the shattered heaths his people lived in had been blasted since the beginning. It wasn't fair. They had always won. Dragging kith and kin into the dungeons. He never heard from them again. Drunken soldiers raping the women. Killing anyone who stood in their way. Corrupt officials who always found him guilty. They had turned him into nothing more than a wraith.

But now, now was his time. He had been promised wealth. Not just wealth. Freedom. He would have just as much say as anyone else in the new kingdom, and his former enslavers would be dead or dying. He did not exactly know what plans the darkness had in plan for them. But one thing he did know- any who found themselves in his hands would rue the day they were born and curse their whorish mother's wombs. They got closer. He could almost feel the coin in his hand. He could feel the blade in his fist, his knuckles whitening. White. His face was a twisted mask, criscrossed with scars and a savage grin as he fell upon them.

They were rich. And they had to die.

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

Is that it????? Is that all you can conger....."Little Prince".????

[Legio]

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

So...it's my intensity & emotion vs your einstein intellect. Remember.......
my last love letter to you obliterated all opposition. Why should this one be
any different..??..

Who is the puppet and Who is the master...???????

[Legio]

Who is the puppet and Who is the master...???????

Theoden, son of Thengel. Too long have you sat in the shadows. Hearken to me! I release you from your spell. I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound. You will not kill me, you will not kill him.

[Mega Tortas de Bodemloze]

Your eloquent speech and finese will not save you from my revenge. You shall be awash with my emotional intensity, I shall clense the torment & turmoil that you make me suffer thru...

Prepare to met your annihilation....{Warning: It packs a punch, and will blow your rig.}

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[Nazgûl Killer]

Theoden, son of Thengel. Too long have you sat in the shadows. Hearken to me! I release you from theyour spell. I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound. You willdid not kill me, you will not kill him.

[Legio]

Your eloquent speech and finese will not save you from my revenge. You shall be awash with my emotional intensity, I shall clense the torment & turmoil that you make me suffer thru...

Prepare to met your annihilation....{Warning: It packs a punch, and will blow your rig.}

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what game is that from
niko wants

[Saint Nicholas]

So now each story is written, a vote thread or poll needeth be created methinks?

[molls]

ya tomorrow both polls ( + the regular totw) will start, providing the other duelists are ready.
Until then, each party has time to correct and change stuff.

[Legio]

smoll you are a live