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Maverick4
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these are just a bunch of short stories and other hooblah that come from my mind into this thread. With the special help of some people (Nicodemus), some of these stories will actually get written, and not take up space in my mind, and drive me to insanity. Enjoy.

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Hehe. When will the first one appear? And...well a minor error. You forgot a 'h' in my name

That's ok. The limelight should fall on your works.

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Night of December 16, American Lines, Ardennes Forrest.

"Hey, Jack, Jack, whats that noise?" Pvt Matt Davies nudged his foxhole buddy awake, asking yet again another question that showed he was a fresh replacement.
" Aww...shetup kid, its just are boys giving Hitler an early Christmas present" replied Corperal Jack Peterson, a seasoned vet since the landings at Normandy. "Look kid, it happens all the time, so get used to it or i'll kick your *** out there and you can have a talk with 'Fritz' about-"
Peterson was cut off by a high pitched whistling.
"Oh...looks like our boys are off-achhh!" He was pulled down by his coller, inabling speech.
"Davies, gettcher head down! Thats them shelling, dammit kid keep it up you'll be going home in peices..." Peterson hunched down further into his hole as a splash of dirt kicked up in front of there hole. As suddenly as it begain, the shelling ended.
Davies popped his head out and looked around at the misty landscape. The shelling had altered the landscape, trees were shattered and large craters dotted the land. He glanced foward.
"Hey guys!" Matt climbed out of his hole. "Guys its a dud!"
All around the landscape, pairs of heads dotted around like moles climbing out there labrinth of tunnels.
"Its a Dud!"
Davies body was torn into pieces as the shell exploded. Heads where ripped from bodies of those unfortunate to have sticked there heads up out of the safty of there holes. The fresh troops, those inexperienced to the dangers of the front, faired the worse. Soon cries of 'Medic' were yelled across the landscape. As the medics raced to find the victims, in the distance, 'whumps' could be heard as Fritz continued the shelling.

Night of December 16, Near American Lines, Ardennes Forrest

Wraiths in the night, the Germans crept towards the American Lines. There officer gave the signal, and they all crouched down.
"Hans, Aldofo, you know what to do"
They called eachother by first name, there companies where made from the same towns. They all knew eachother.
Shots rang out, as forms across on the American lines slumped over, put into eternal rest.
"SHNELL! LOS!"
The cry rang out across the German Line, as they raced foward. The Americans were caught off guard as the Americans were shot, some still sleeping. Any American unfortunate to find hisself in German Hands was killed.

Morning of December 17, Behind American Lines, Allied HQ

"Sir" The runner came up, stuck out the letter, and saluted smartly.
The officer shook his head as he read the telegram.
"How close is the front" the Officer inquired.
Nobody answered.
Again he asked. "How close is the front"
One of the staff replied. "5 miles."
Quietly the Officer grabbed the charts, and important documents, and was startled when a German Soilder burst in"
"Hannz Up!" the German spoke in broken English.
"Gitt on zey flore! Hannz up!"
The officer and his staff were forced to comply as several more Germans came up.

End of Part One.

Maverick4
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well... not one of my best, and i wont be on for a week, going to my dads house, and he never lets me on the comp

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A piece of advice, would be to write the story in Word first, so that any grammatical and spelling errors would be corrected before hand. However, when transferring it here, it's advisable to change all the symbols and punctuation. AG cannot read Word symbols and strange markings will appear. Such as thisââââââââ¦.

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Good story. Carry on!

Maverick4
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kk thanks. I should probaly describe the setting more, an just general house keeping. The comp im using doesnt have word, and the comp that does is messed up says 'Cant Display Video Mode' ...

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Ahhhhh seriously, there needs to be one Giant place where EVERY1 can post their art, and 1 Giant one of these posts, there overrunning any actual art poem or writing contests.

nichodemus
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any actual art poem or writing contests.


Those are stickied. Never gonna need to be bumped up.

one Giant place where EVERY1 can post their art


There is..the AMW Section. That was its purpose....

doesnt have word,


Hmmm...Notepad/Wordpad should work too.
Zega
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Hmm, not bad... But I've seen better. :P I'll rate it 8/10

Maverick4
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yea..

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seems to be taking a more documentary twist to it...

nichodemus
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Documentaries are nice mav. Doesn't really matter whichever way you write it, so long as you enjoy the time.

When is the next one coming out?

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by next wednsday. ive got another project that really needs to get worked on so might be awhile. and i just found out i dont have notepad on this comp, so all my stories will have to be written 'here' until my other comp gets fixed. >

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Rise of the Lycans
By: Mav

And where do they go?
That is a secret no one may know.

Plundering Murdering Lycan Thieves
Who blend with stone
And meld with trees

GLinting eyes and mottled fur
Appear like nightmare
Vanish like smoke

What steals upon the silent air
Razor fangs and hidden claws
A deadly killer lieing there

No one living can hide from thee
O those who tread invisibly
Cross hill and dell, wood and stone

Maverick4
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though of that last night...

and im gonna have to push the date of Part 2 up a few days probaly to Saturday or Sunday... ive got alot to do and not enough time to do it...ive got a breakthrough on another project...

i like '...'

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Rise of the Lycans
By: Mav

And where do they go?
That is a secret no one may know.
Lycan!

Plundering Murdering Lycan Thieves
Who blend with stone
And meld with trees
Lycan!

Glinting eyes and mottled fur
Appear like nightmare
Vanish like smoke
Lycan!

What steals upon the silent air
Razor fangs and hidden claws
A deadly killer lieing there
Lycan!

No one living can hide from thee
O those who tread invisibly
Cross hill and dell, wood and stone
Lycan!
Lycan!
Lycan!

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