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one and a half months before the attack on the dwarven mines

"alright , its been a month and a half, you are strong as rock and fast as lightning, so,we shall move forth on the training, can anyone guess what form of training we progress to now", therron asked", perhaps....serrilson?"
the captain spoke to the battalion, they were no longer disrespectful and unruly, they were straight and respectible.
"is it....combat training.sir,"serrilson asked.
"good, good, i see my lessons have made an impact on you men, im proud of that fact, so now, we must get you combat ready", therron said" Broly! get the swords , all of them.crowly, getthe shields", the captain siad, speaking to two other members of the battalion.
Broly and Crowley distributed all of the swords and shield to the men and their selves.
"now, i do not know of your capabilities with a sword...well, maybe a wisp of serrilsons...", he paused purposley, waiting for laughter, whitch inly a few people laughed because the rest were too used to not talking back or being hit,"so ill pair you up for sparing".
the captain paired them up, flint ended up being paired with crowley and nero with broly.
lets see nero and broly go first", the captain siad," over there", he said, pointing to a worn circle of dirt.
standing five feet apart, therron yelled,"begin", to start the match.
broly was quick to strike , but nero was quicker to dodge. nero tried to counter but broly had good defensive skill. the two went back in forth untill they finally locked swords. broly was stronger than nero and was abel to force him back hard enough to make him trip. broly charged and sliced to neros neck, but slowed atthe last second, barley resting the wooden sparing swor on neros neck.
"match gos to broly", therron said.
there were a few more matched before flint was put up against clowley
"Serrilson...crowley, set forth inot the arena, its time for the two of you to duel", captain therron said.
crowly was much more slender than flint, and most of the group, and he had thin black hair.. he wasnt completely suited for war, but he had the back stabbing nature to make it through a battle field.
"okay, begin match", therron said.
"okay serrilson, before we battle, let us shake hannds", crowley suggested.
flint switched his sword to his eft hand so he could shake with his right hand.as soon as he did this, crowley drew back to attack. the sword came across in a diagnal sweep. flint leaned back, barely avoiding the blade and hit crowley in the hip, using his left hand. it hurt crowley, but not sufficient enough to slow him much.
crowley came back with another attack, aiming low, but flint dodged and punched crowley in the face with a right jab. crowly fell on his back. as flint approached, crowley reached for his sword, but flint stepped on his hand, then lowered the tip of the sparing sword to crowleys throat.
"match goes to flint", therron said.
a few matches later, it came down to just two, flint and broly
"Flint Serillson and Serin Broly", captain therron said," step forth , you two have come out undefeated and ye are my two greatest warriors ...for now, so, to be presented with the title of batallion leader"
the two sttod opposite on the same arena. they were both ready...over the last few weeks, the two had formed a bit of a rivaly, and had competed to be the best, broly wanted others to recognize his superiority, flint wanted to be the best for him self, to validate te sacrifice felix made.
broly was honed in on the win and flint wanted to win because he thought nero was a jerk.
"begin the match", therron said.
broly was quick to attack , but flint blocked proficiently
"serrilson, im gonna be the leader of this battalion", broly said
"to tell the truth broly", flint said, blocking another attack", i dont wanna be the battalion leader, i just dont want you to win"
broly went to use his push move to trip fint up, but when the sword locked and broly began to push flint back, flint moved his sword in a circular motion quickly, causing brolys sword to fly out of his hand. broly ran to retreive his sword. flint waited a few seconds, then threw his sword at broly. it spun near the ground and as it approached blory, in went in front of one foot and behind the other, tripping broly up bad.
as flint stood over his fallen foe, brloly let out a long moan and got his footing. there was blood straming down his face, flint bpicked his sword back up and flipped broly over and but the base of the wooden blade against brolys neck and waited for it...
"match goes to flint", therron yelled.

a few hours later
"flint, you did good today", therron said, then left
flint immediaetly noticed that therron called him flint instead serrilson
flint went to bed, pondering what that meant.

no, that actually was a concern with me too, so thanks for the critiscism, ill try to tone it down a bit.any siggestions?

well, there the same calibur....but if you like the trigger pull on one vs the other, then you should go with it...but, is it for self defense, or what?

two and a half months until attack on dwarven mines

flint was jogging down a trail with the rest of the privates, captain therron in the front.
"man, im getting tired ",flint said
"of the jogging", nero asked
"well , yeah, and the push up, the cleaning, the sit-ups, when are we gonna start training with sword and bows and do some really combat", flint comlained.
"how about now", the captin said kicking one of flints legs infron of the others. flint tripped and tumbled.
flint got back up and dust him self off.
"i said, how about now", the captian repeated himself.
"fine, lets do it", flint said", who am i going up against?"
the captian dropped his pack on the ground
"no, really, who am i gonna spar with", flint asked
"Broly", therron yelled," get two sparing swords up here were gonna make and example...i mean, have a friendly sparing match"
the brown nosing private that he was, broly rushed to get the captain a sword, and tossed a sword in flints general direction.
"okay, since your so eager to get some action, your gonna spar with me", the captian siad aloud," are you ready?"
"i wouldnt get asked that in a real battle", flint said
"as right as you are", captian therron said.
before finishing the sentance, therron lunged forward, then horizontally sliced into flints stomache with the wooden sparing sword. quick as light ning he had it raised up to strike again.as the sword flew toward flint face, flint raise his sword up and blocked. sword to sword, therron looked him dead in the eyes," as right as you are, you will respect me, or i will ride you so hard, youll ahve to cry your self to sleep for a month".
therron forced flint back and attacked again. flint was fast enough to dodge the attack, but when he returned the volley, therron was able to counter attack swiftley and lay the sword upside flints ribs. flint swund the sword around to hit the captian, but the response was therron stomping on the sword, breaking it in half and wacking flint in the head again.
"anyone else feel like sparring today", the captain said
no one stepped forward.
all right, everyone, get back to joggin", therron yelled," and serillson, thats an extra mile for you"

flint lay there in bed ," im gettin sick of the captain nero"
"dont worry flint, the harder he rides you, the better soldier youll be", nero reassured him
"still, hes a dick, and im getting tired of his shit, i mean, do you know anything about his past?i dont",flint aslked
"i dont know man, he must have been in a war or two", nero said.
then, in the littleist whisper, right in flints ear,"six actually".

all im trying to do is promote traffic in the other forums, but i think from here ill just try and let this die, im not getting the support i want , so i guess as long as i do it, im making a little difference.

dig it out, id pull ya out my self, but i drive an 83' toyota. its two wheel drive, but its got 97 raging horses

anyone want to guess the percent of newgrounders that:
participate in sports 12%
participate in any extra carricular activity 21%
are in high school 41%
purley speculation though

i wore aviators for a while, but then all the preppy douchebags started wearing them and i didnt want to align myself with them.

im too poor to afford an IPod

well, now that the 13 year olds have spoken...

i have 6675 medal points, id count my medals, but i did acheivment unclocked two, and i have like 200 medals from it.

liek that picture, theres somthing about it that...draws me in, maybe the green against the flat black background.
i like to draw by pencil my self, then scan it on to my computer, heres one example

vector isnt present in a lot of games, so most people dont know him, but hes part of the chaotix, and im a little too big of a fan of sonic, but theres a comic book series that goes extrememly indepth in the sonic universe, look up mobius encyclopedia and type in vectore in the search bar oon the page, youll learn more about any character than you ever wantesd to know.
P.s. vector is also in sonic heroes

oh, well now i feel bad, im so sorry...maybe i coulde have asked you a little more politely

i'd like to add more to this post, ive read through it and seen many mistakes of my own.
"forum neglect"
many of you have made strong points with and against my argumentsand my typing skills. anyways...so i waana bring this around again, and i think a new thread versus bumping the old thread would be more effective.

so im bringing this up again, why cant you people devote alittle more time to other forums. id like to point out that alot of you are active on the other forums, but im not dwelling on wether or not you guy post in the other threads alot or whether or not your goot at writing or anyhting, im trying to promote traffic in the other forums. it seems like i sonly see the same names in the writing forum, but id like to see a little diversity every now and then. though, i have seen afew post in the writing forum that dont belong anywhere, not even the general forum, not to down the general forum, its great, i just think that we need to get a litle more traffic to the other forums, im sure theres a lot of writers out there that could contribute to the writing forum, whether its a poem or a short story.
maybe none of you care about that though.but all im saying is, take some time to browse some other forums

theres something off about that dog. he cute, but heres my guess. he looks a little yellow lab mixed with, ...beagle?

why is this in the writing forum...i mean, i dont even think this would pass on the general forum.

uh, well, i think you missed the general forum...pal.

i dont know, maybe play the boring game and lose, youll get the "boring fail" medal.

i have nightmares all of the time, some times its one where some sort of monsters trying to eat me and i wake up, scared, almost sweating , and i bareley noticed i woke up for the next minute, scared, motionless...then i start to calm down.

was it before you got an account? cause then it wouldnt show up, oh, and try to win another medal, and then check.

im roughly 90% sure those would both kill you, especially the mercury, and if the urine didnt kill you, then it would probably hyrt.

i see that we all have our problems, you know what wierd, theres been an influx of kids wearing panda hats, with ears and such, there mostly critters though.

three months before the attack on the dwarven mines...
"ok maggots, listen up, we dont have much time to prepare you for battle, not nearly as much as id like anyways",the general said.
"if we dont contribute to the war efort, then the dwarves will ravage this land with extreme prejudice", the general contuinued," and i know none of you want to see this land, our land, taken over...today is your orietation, tormorrow is the first day of hell", the general walked off.

a captiain walked in front of the untrained battalion," my name is captain therin, but thats sir to you", he continued," so, all of you will sleep, live and bathe as a team, in that barracks over there".
captain therin pointed to a semi-rundown barracks.
"march maggots", the captian yelled, herding the trainees to their new home.
"hey, whats your name", one of them whispererd to flint.
"my names flint", he discretely said back", how 'bout you?"
"my names nero", the man said. he had brown hair like flints ,but he was a little taller. he looked to be about 22 years old.
they were pushed into the barracks," alright, each of you find your self a bunk, now!", the captian yelled.
Flint and Nero stayed grouped and picked the bunk on the wall opposing the door and set up camp.
Day 1
the privates lay motionless, asleep, comfortable. then, a column of smoke wafted in, quietly. the top bunks notced first, startingg with one of the privates near the door. then three officers, including the captain ran into the bunker with sparing swords and began beating the recruits untill they exited the smoke filled baracks.
Flint was bareley up before the captain hit him in the back of the knee, then contiously in the shoulder untill he crawled into the open.
the captian grouped the startled men into a group and spoke," oh...i see that your finally awake ladies, listen up, cause im only gonna say this once...the enemy will have no qualms about using the same technique, the only diference...private serrilson", the captain said singling out flint", is that youd be missing body parts and impaled with swords and axes, and there be fire, not smoke. if you cant here the enemy approach in the night, you will die", the private started to walk away,"oh and have that baracks shining by the time i get back, or youll really start to dislike me".

At 1/28/11 12:32 AM, Jedi-Master wrote: So racial violence is your justification for being racist? How despicable.

theres worse reasons to be a rascist, for sure, and well, im a rascist too, just am, deal with it. its not like a attack black people or anyhting, but there are still many levels of prejudice in the way i think, talk and act.

well, there was a what song would you choose to listen to for the rest of you lif thread, and my answer of loose your self by eminem.

name:Flint
Race:human
Age:17
aura:neutral
weapon:sword
Occupation:Blacksmiths Apprentice

flint was born outside of a tavern, his father an alchaholic and his mother died in childbirth. he spent the first year and a half of his life on the floor of a tavern before his uncle felix "volunteered" to take the boy from the alchaholic and raise him as his own. felix was a black smith, and raised Flint as his apprentice. from an early age, he found making things to be a passion and through out his childhood and adolesance, he chose to use things he made and nothing else. he plucked his own quill pens and made his own wooden sparing swords. he even made crude chairs for the school that his uncle enrolled him in the town to the north, since his home was but a small villiage.

by age thirteen, he was constructing battle worthy swords, not the best swords, but they were a deadly weapon in the right hands. at the age of fifteen, he first heard of war by passing soldiers and became infactuated, reading any records he could find of great battles. then, on his 16th birthday, he got hs first taste of war when three strangers rode into town. they roobbed the bank at sword point and tried to run off, but were stopped by a few soldiers taking up quarter at the tavern. he watched from the blacksmiths shop as the battle raged on and started to wonder out into the fight. one of the strangers spotted him. he went to kill the boy, but felix stepped in and saved him, suffering a major wound to his right hand, his dominant hand.

he listened from the next room as the doctor told felix that he wouldnt be able to use his hand the same. as tears began to stream down his face, he grabbed some cloths, any money he had saved and is best sword and went south, not finnishing school and abandoning the man, his uncle , the man whos life he may had just destroyed.he left the town and never looked back, but once, the lastday he spent in the town, he wrote a letter to his uncle.

little after a year later, flint was working at a blacksmiths shop in a town two stops south of his birth twon when he heard that the province was under attack. as he saw a general walk toward the shop, he slinked back , fearing he would only hurt others again. the general charged in.
"johnson, were under attack, and i know you need all the help you can get, but we need soldiers bad and who better to handle a sword than a blacksmith. you have a boy here, 18 years of age, right?"
"yeah, flint,hes actually 17, but he turns 18 in a few months"
"good, fetch him for me".
and from then on , he was in the army, a blacksmith and a soldier, not ready to fight, more ready for flight...

youve seen at your school?
my thing is pretty fucked. so theres this kid, and he has issues, i mean he was hit in the head with a baseball bat in middle school, but apparently there were other pre-existing problems.either way, the things he does go too far. he would stand in the boys locker room, i coincidently had P.E. at the same time. anyways, he would put his hands down his pants, fondle himself, lick his fingers and then repeat the whole process. he did it with a grin and without breaking eye contact with my friend brian, who was also in P.E. and who he had takin a shining to.
he also tried to grope my friend brian, myself and a few others. anyways, through complaints he was transfered to a different gym class. anyone got issues in there school.

maybe she just wanted a gay friend, but in judging a book by the cover, she didnt see you as straight?im sorry.