Finish the Story Contest - WEEK #20

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Dear fictio-holics friends, it's time for a grisly fantasy battle! I wanted to show and reveal more than to explain, hence I abandoned a descriptive style in favor of some dialogues. There are also several hints and elements which I hope you will appreciate and use. Let your creativity roaming free and good luck!


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  • vote, vote, vote your favorite story!
  • Try to post your story the earliest possible and not at the last moment.
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And now.. let's dive into today's story!



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Black Star


And finally dawn came, mercilessly, to reveal the blasphemous massacre of that night. The sulphur smell of the Flaegreian fields was blending with that of blood and entrails, while clots of death, horribly coagulated one with the other, slowly melted inside the iridescent acid water pools. There was no honour of weapons for the vanquished, whose remains were hideously smeared on the battlefield.
Instead, something else was crawling in that silent scene: the unnatural profanity of a rape, far beyond the concept of victory of one army over the other. It was as if the ground, pierced by fumaroles and teeming with mutilated bodies, wanted to shout to the sky a silent cry of faltering horror.
From the piles of corrupt meat, a black pillar emerged in the middle of the plain. An invisible and incandescent flame was emanating from that dark mountain, making the landscape all around tremulous due to the intense heat.

"I brought you some wine, Xarag." The man in armour approached cautiously to the black and immobile human tower.

"I do not find it right that you have to stay still for all this time instead of celebrating ..".

"Tell me you did not come alone just with that nauseating spicy wine." Glaring through the black metal of the helmet, the paladin abruptly interrupted the officer.

"I also have the serum, Xarag. Our queen never forgets the needs of her most valiant servants"

"Oh yes, she's always so thoughtful". The sudden pain obliged the paladin to an added effort for emitting the last word, which barely came out through the bloody clenched teeth.

"Do not worry, I cannot figure out how much you suffer, Xarag, and I won’t even dare to, but I promise you that also this time, when it has cooled down, we will manage to get you out of the gift".

"The gift, of course, guard of the queen. I know you'll do a good job with that piece of meat that still sticks to my bones," the black tower murmured in a metal hiss. "Now pour the whey into the wine and then leave me. You, at least, go and celebrate."

Xarag, the Black Star, barely approached the chalice at the deformed hole of the helmet and drank avidly. His meats, slowly devoured by his own armour, produced sounds that he would never get used to. He wanted to look up from that vision of death, he wanted to look for a star in the sky, among the poisonous and sulphur fumes, but the steel colour of the abyss no longer allowed it by many battles. He wanted to think to her, if only he didn’t have to bleed for the effort of not being torn apart in his body, mind and soul at the same time. For him, the battle would have still continued in solitude for long hours.


The fires projected cheerful arabesques on the cobalt walls of the camp tents, where the unrestrained bacchanal of victory was taking place. A group of officers argued in the galley tent, away from the crowds.

"I told you they did not fight! The angel approached, and they just looked at each other for a very long time .. at least that's what I saw as long as I could," said the young man with shelled eyes to the rest of the group.

"If only I could fight one of those damned celestials simply by standing by.. Maybe even while scratching my balls.” The silly laugh of the inexperienced official interrupted in a strangled sob.

"Listen to me well, piece of dung. Just because you miraculously survived your first battle and you got good marks at the academy, do you think you gained the right to talk about the Black Star?" The veteran's arm had relentlessly triggered at the young man's throat with a ruthless grip.

"First of all, that was not just an angel, but it was one of the Powers, sent into battle directly from the third triad. Have you already forgotten the lessons on the enemy hierarchy, cutie?" The grip loosened just before the colour of the young officer passed from red to dark purple.

"Also," continued the veteran, "you can bet they were fighting, as the Power had managed to overtake the first two auras of Xarag's armour and was now attempting to force the third inner one.. "

"Disintegration of the essence." Like gnarled invisibile fingers, a murmur ran through the soldiers.

The senior officer would have continued but was interrupted by a loud disturbing roar. The immediate shock-wave overwhelmed those present and all the contents of the tent. Perhaps the battle was not completely over.



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Join the fun! Here is how this contest works:


  1. An unfinished fiction story or a script is posted.

  2. You finish it with your own post or a comment in the comment section. A limit of 500 words is recommended.

  3. YOU WIN! 4 @steembasicincome shares to the writers with the best ending.


    The result will be out on Tuesday 17th July, 14:00 PM - two o' clock in the afternoon GMT+7 (U.S. West Coast time zone). Submission deadline: Monday 16th July, 12:00 PM - noon GMT+7 (U.S. West Coast time zone)



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The officer went immediately to the exit and looked towards Xarag, and tried to stand him up. He stepped towards him and helped him to rise as the great detonations glimpsed a new confrontation.

The sky opened in half and a dark light spread like an echo over the earth. The smell of death came back for more. Xarag's bloody mouth was a wound, a sign of the damage he had suffered: his viscera hurt and threatened to come out through his eyes. The dialogue between him and the officer was deafened by different explosions. The senior officer took up arms and went to the camp. He was one of the first to fall.

By then, the weapons and straps of the soldiers accompanying them echoed, seeking to form ranks and begin the battle anew. Horrifying howls came from all corners, groans that sprouted like from the same earth. In such a hasty trance, the officers disorderly ignored the authority and the incalculable casualties were already evident: the attack was a resounding suicide.

One of them, coming out of the crowd, was the inexperienced officer with the dumb smile. He tried to advance and go against the power of a thousand towers. It was an example of insubordination, a hotbed of hatred and resentment in the world. Suddenly, oh, the cruel fate never raged against such a small mortal and shattered him in an instant. Parts of the man were hanging from the wires and stones, all scattered.

As time went by, the battle got worse, the dust, the blood ran down the ground like a river, the wailing grew and everything threatened to go to ruin. It was a tough fight that turned the whole planet into hell. When the officers managed to repel the first offensive, it was when part of the sky collapsed in a crash. When the officers saw this, they knew it was the end.

Suddenly, marching unmoved, driving people away with her presence alone, she walks through Xarag. The colorful costumes were spectacular, his athletic figure was imposing, a bit slanted. Its image represented the challenge of the small with the large, the mythological climax of the Greek wars. In front of them all, Xarag, the Black Star, emitting a roar of concentrated rage, spread its imposing wings.

Like a dazzling flash of lightning in the middle of the dark night, Xarag's angry, bright eyes gleamed. Everyone knows it's a war between two people now. Two giants who have been waiting for this moment. The die was cast.

You went epic, Nancy! Nice ending for the dumb young officer ;-)

turned the whole planet to hell

Wow... dark and epic. What an energetic conclusion. Good going....

Your story has a very epic flavor, like one of the battles narrated in the Iliad or in the Mahabharata.
I like the description of the unnamed enemy of the Black Star, like a colorful and deadly goddess. Tip!

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Thank you very much, @marcoriccardi!!!!!

I was looking forward to trying a new trick this time!

But then you just had to describe a black metallic immobile sentinel towering over a smoking field of destroyed enemies. So you understand I really had no choice but this one.

Yes, I understand.. sometimes you just have to write what has to be written 😜 Ale do I find you on discord?

Yes, I have it installed, but I'm not using it much.

I'll send you a message through wallet then

The senior officer would have continued but was interrupted by a loud disturbing roar. The immediate shock-wave overwhelmed those present and all the contents of the tent. Perhaps the battle was not completely over.

Everyone turned towards the Black Star to see if that was where the roar came from but Xarag was gone. Another loud roar rang thru the darkness and the men were able to make out a silhouette crawling amongst the fallen soldiers, devouring the limp bodies, as if they were gummy worms. This creature was on a mission, eat as much flesh as possible. It hadn't even looked up from the carcases to notice the campsite yet. A softer roar came from behind a huge rock, and the creature headed towards the rock. The young officer ran to a higher vantage point and watched as the large creature fed her baby, as if it was a little bird, arms and legs spilling from the younger creature's mouth, because it couldn't keep up with it's mother. She just lapped those body parts back up, and spit them back into the youngsters mouth. When she was satisfied that her baby was full, she went back to eating more of the battlefield warriors torn bodies. The young officer could make out Xarag's helmet as the moon rose higher in the sky. Black Star stood motionless against the backdrop of a huge Cypress, his body still mending from the battle before. As the creature ventured closer to Xarag, he contemplated when he was going to strike. Soon it would be light, and he would lose the cover of darkness. The creature was getting closer and surely all the gorging of these dead soldiers, should slow her down. As the creature passed right in front of Xarag, he leaped towards the creature, but the baby creature bit Black Stars leg, and he got no distance. The huge creature turned and bit Xarag's head off, helmet and all, then spit it to the ground. Watching what had transpired, the young officer ran back to camp, but everyone was gone. The senior officer left a note, "we went to see the Queen, start your scratching young squire."

What a ignominious ending for the great hero! Your stories are always bitter humor, I can nearly see your grin.
But... I have to admit, I don't get the meaning of "start your scratching"...
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"If only I could fight one of those damned celestials simply by standing by.. Maybe even while scratching my balls.” The silly laugh of the inexperienced official interrupted in a strangled sob.

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Oooh yeah! I forgot this line! ;) This would be probably his last scratch!

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Hahah I liked it a lot! This creature could be a flesh demon, summoned by the gruesome unreal concentration of dead corpses.. to say the truth I believe that polished and expanded a bit more your idea could be between the best ones. Super Bruni strikes again 😎👍

Oh this one was so much fun to finish, I really wanted to write a longer story, feature the officers in the camp at the end, but I didn't wana push any further over the word count than I already was.

So here is my entry

Thank you very much

I appreciate your keeping the world count in mind 😉 Congrats for another well deserved @curie vote Cal! I wrote on discord something about the project btw.

I could have done with keeping it a little more in mind ;) but thank you very very much, you are the one who makes these things possible after all!

You forget that I post under medianic bananafish dictation.

I have the perfect idea for this!!!

I knew it was going to tickle you 😜

Hahahha indeed and here it is!!

Finish the Story Contest - WEEK #20 | God-Hand

I had fun with this character!


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Welcome back! I see a horror tag over there... Interesting 🤔

Thank you for the fun story to finish! (in the spirit of full disclosure, I went over word count) Hopefully the banana fish can forgive me ;) Here's my ending:
https://steemit.com/fiction/@blueteddy/finish-the-story-entry-week-20

I will mediate with the Bananafish supreme entity for you!

All I can say is, I gave it my best shot. 8-)

https://steemit.com/contest/@tristancarax/black-star

I'll fasten the seatbelts and prepare for the unfathomable!

Welcome to the contest, gray one!

Thanks @f3nix. It's a fun challenge

keep going, we're happy to have you with us... next edition is tomorrow in the @bananafish account! (in case you liked another participant story you are still in time to vote it..)

Here I leave my entry, for the contest.
friend @ f3nix
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https://steemit.com/contest/@opiman/finish-the-story-contest-week-20

Welcome back!

excellent thanks