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[SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« on: February 11, 2018, 11:46:41 PM »
Activity of the Week: 1 Image, 1 Story

Hello! Participants, your task during these following days is to write a small story about one screenshot taken in SentinelCraft. These are the rules:

 - Choose one of the screenshots below:
        - 1: Violent_Lurch
        - 2: Chicken Migas
        - 3: Sorry Jar
 - Write a small story about it, it can be any kind of story;
 - There's no word limit. However it is advised to keep it around... 2 or 3 small paragraphs (you don't need to count number of words and this limit is the suggested one);
 - If you are immune, you must play the game or you'll lose it;
 - Follow the server rules (do not use offensive language);
 - To finish your activity, you'll have to submit the format below as a PM to Migas. I will only accept the first one you send with no edits.






Follow this format:
   - Screenshot name:
   - Title of story:
   - Story:


The placements will be made with following rules:
 - There will be 3 judges;
 - They will order it by their preference without knowing who is the author;
 - For each judge, the placement will receive the following points:
     - 1st: 6
     - 2nd: 5
     - 3rd: 4
     - 4th: 3
     - 5th: 2
 - The person with more points in total wins the game;
 - If there is a tie, the person who submits a story first gets ahead. In order to submit a story, send it through PM to Migas and just reply here with "I have sent my story".

Good luck :D!

Since I am unavailable to be around for some days, this game will last for two weeks until Wednesday 21st, 11pm server time, so you can think of a good story for a couple of days ;).
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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #1 on: February 12, 2018, 07:34:40 PM »
I have sent my story.

Screenshot name: Chicken Migas
Title of story: The Light
Story:   

   For as long as Migas could remember, he had been running; running from conflict, fleeing instead of fighting, constantly hiding from every creature in the night. He had heard of one place he could retreat in peace, a place no monster would go. But it was a fabled place. He wasn't even sure if it actually existed, but still, he tried. He had been searching for years, fueled by fear, for the legendary Mooshroom Island. Along his travels, he had created for himself the costume of a chicken, because that's what he accepted he was: A chicken, a self-proclaimed coward. He wore it, not because he was proud of it, but because he believed he deserved to be marked as such.

   While on his journey, Migas had noticed something very odd. He was being followed by a flickering, floating light. At first, he ran faster from it, scared of the tiny orb. But after realizing it kept its distance, he allowed himself to relax a bit; and, with time, he came to think of it as a silent companion. One friend in a sea of monsters. And so he kept searching for the Island with his little light, nicknamed "Leor," for a few more years.
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   One fateful day, after miles and miles of running through what seemed to be a never-ending forest, his feet stumbled upon something different. He looked around with confusion and studied his surroundings. Mushrooms littered the lavender landscape, some so large they grew over his head. A herd of mysterious creatures grazed on a hill not far from where he was. He warily approached them, wanting to know more, but not quite wanting to get too close. Leor flew ahead and weaved through the animals, and Migas saw that they were peaceful beings not interested in harming anything. He realized at that moment that he had found it. He had finally found his sanctuary.

   He spent his days gathering mushrooms and building a small home. His first few nights were spent cowering, still not sure if he were actually safe. Eventually though, his fear dissipated. He happily accepted that there was nothing that could harm him anymore. He had come to find the mushrooms had some magic in them. After eating them, he grew to the size of a mountain, which helped him become even less afraid. And the stew the mooshroom cows gave him lifted his spirits and was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. His first few days on this new land were the best he had ever experienced.

   After a few weeks of being settled down, Migas walked over to his favorite hill, sat on its cliffside, and looked out over the landscape he now called home. Far off in the distance, he could faintly see the forest he journeyed through to get here. And he came to the conclusion that this place was not exactly everything he was hoping for. It was no longer a happy place to him. It was a place of boredom and solitude. Sure, he no longer felt much fear, but he also struggled to find a sense of purpose.

   Leor quietly drifted over and hovered above his shoulder, and Migas said aloud, "I spent so much of my life running away from everything, trying to find a place where I'd no longer need to hide. But now that I've found it, I just feel empty. I didn't realize that the journey and the struggle it took to get here is what made me feel alive. I'd rather be running."

   Migas felt more lost than ever. He thought to himself, What was the point of all of this? I should be out living, experiencing adventure, embracing the risks. Not existing day by day wearing a chicken outfit, eating stew that doesn't even taste good anymore.

   The second he came to this realization, little Leor slowly floated up to Migas, stopped right in front of his face as if it were looking straight into his eyes, and a voice echoed all around him.

   "The time has come. Follow me."

   Little Leor had finally spoken.

   While Migas no longer feared monsters and beasts, he still had a strong fear of the unknown. But if his visit on Mooshroom Island had done anything for him, it had helped him realize that his time being fearful had made him stronger and more capable. He wouldn't let fear stop him this time.

   He removed his chicken costume for the final time, left it on the ground at his feet, and followed his little light, now knowing what was to come, but finally excited and ready to live.
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   After Migas took his first few steps off its land, the Island sighed with a renewed sense of peace and accomplishment. Its magic had worked.
« Last Edit: February 23, 2018, 02:07:46 AM by foxpatronus »

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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #2 on: February 20, 2018, 08:45:54 PM »
I have sent the story

   - Screenshot name: Chicken Migas
   - Title of story: Cooped up
   - Story:
A long time ago the world of Pern was being terrorized by a giant chicken monster. These times are known in history as the dark ages. The reign of the evil chicken has lasted for almost a century when finally a hero emerged?.

A man who had a trick or two up his sleeve had been preparing to face the giant chicken monster. The sun came up that morning, it was quite chilly. Migas put on his boots and went to take down the chicken monster. He felt adrenaline rush his veins. Cold sweat covered his forehead as he approached the chicken monster and yelled "I have come for you, your reign of terror has come to an end". The chicken monster thought this was a joke. But little did it know, Migas was a well-trained fighter from Iberia. He had been preparing for this moment his whole life. It was do or die for Migas.

The chicken monster swiftly stood up from the hill it was sitting on, Migas felt lightheaded as he was about to faint. Migas was petrified, as he knew all of Sentinel was counting on him to slay the beast. He cleared his mind and focused on the fight. The Chicken was insulted to be challenged by a mere man, therefore it wanted to end the fight quickly. Migas took the opportunity he had to fire 3 bow shots, aiming for its eyes. Luckily he hit one and the chicken monster was crippled. The chicken monster fell on the ground and Migas swiftly took the advantage and raced to get onto its head. He pulls out his sword and just before he was about to end its life he said these words "Chicken monster? More like just chicken? and he stabbed the chicken monster in between its eyes with his diamond sword.
The people of Sentinel were relieved that Migas saved the day. In his honour they built him a statue of him wearing the chicken's skin. On his favourite biome, the mooshroom island. Migas had emerged victorious in a battle that seemed it could go only one way.
The end
« Last Edit: February 22, 2018, 08:18:33 PM by Migas »

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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #3 on: February 21, 2018, 03:02:32 PM »
I have sent my story.

Screenshot name: Sorry Jar
Title of story: A tale of The Jar
Story:
Once upon a time, Migas was insulted. And once upon another time he was insulted again. And shortly after, again. He was starting to feel sad, because no matter how deeply people apologised to him when he caught them praising Fedgar more than himself, he didn't accept it. Saying sorry is something that needs a correct approach, especially with this kind of betrayal. Something original. So he decided to put his foot down, to call the shots, to take the lead, to lay down the law, to set in order, that whoever dares to insult him or make him feel offended, which may not even be their purpose, has to put a sorry block in the sorry jar, which is made of glass, so that every time he feels down, he can look at all the sorry-s he's ever gotten and feel proud of the community he's helped build.
And to this day, he keeps waiting for the time, when the sorry jar stops filling up because that means people aren't doing the wrong things anymore, or maybe they're just better at hiding their opinions.
« Last Edit: February 22, 2018, 08:18:17 PM by Migas »

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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #4 on: February 21, 2018, 05:14:13 PM »
I have sent the story! :D

   - Screenshot name: Chicken Migas
   - Title of story: Between feathers and cheese
   - Story:

It was a winter morning, the icy wind of the lands of Snowpard covered the dawn with its vast mantle and the inhabitants of the kingdom did nothing more than to prepare their provisions for the marathon journey that was approaching them. The times of calm were a thing of the past, now the most important thing was to find refuge from the constant ice storms that every day more victims were being charged. The acclaimed and revolutionary king "Jerry" saw how his people went hungry and suffered from endless agonies in the face of adversity. That morning, desperate, he cried out to the gods for divine help to counteract this endless cold curse that only diminished the faith of the kingdom. A female voice burst into his travails, a woman covered in feathers descended from above, who with a voice similar to a squawk said, "If you need so much help, you must defeat my brother. He controls this region and its climate, but the task will not be easy because it measures as much as the highest tower in your kingdom and has as much force as twice your army. " The king without paying more attention, begged to indicate the location of this monster to defeat him and thus end this curse. The feathered woman gave a powerful squawk that stunned him until he was unconscious as he felt his body vanish in a sea of darkness and abstract shapes flooded around him.

Jerry woke up in a field of mycelium, the view was not pleasant and the earth gave off a terrible stench of cheese. He looked around and found a leather rucksack full of feathers, a hamburger and an iron sword next to it, possibly that divine appearance left him there so he could beat the beast, that did not matter to Jerry, he just wanted to leave from there as quickly as possible and end this. He walked for hours wandering in the scorching sun that threatened to dehydrate him until he fell to his knees and screamed to the ground, cursing it for its stench of cheese and purple earth. However, without warning, a strong earthquake shook him and a deep voice was heard on the horizon. In the distance, a giant who seemed to be dressed in the skin of a hen but in a way that did not cover his face, approached slowly but threateningly towards Jerry. He sheathed the sword preparing to fight and at every moment cursed the hour in which his people had to face this curse. He also cursed the Goddess who sent him to his clear death and regretted never having formed a family. The giant stopped a few feet from Jerry and his huge red eyes were lost in a black halo emanating from his face. Crossing looks, the giant exclaimed: "The lands that you protect belong to me, I am the one who will administer them now and you will be my vassal. Ignore my sister's orders, she lies. I will be your God and your people will no longer suffer. Adore me, dirty human with a leopard's heart. " Jerry's body was exhausted, he did not understand how it was possible that everything was summed up in this. Then he looked at the sword and with a quick glance managed to grasp that it had an inscription along that read: "The insane will prevail, the cheese will be destroyed".

Suddenly, the voice of the feathered woman echoed in her head reading that inscription. Jerry knew what he had to do, it was his moment. He quickly searched through his backpack for the hamburger and felt the ground tremble again. Fearing to be crushed, Jerry looked up but instead watched as the giant retreated with incredible fear. "Take that away from me, you damn human who eats garbage" Jerry took the hamburger with his left hand and with the right he brandished the sword cutting a small bush from which hung a small fruit very similar to what in his kingdom was cheese. "Noooo!" The giant bellowed as he watched as Jerry picked up the cheese and stuffed it into the burger to give it a wide bite. "You have desecrated this land! You have put together the purest with the most unpleasant! Foolish!" Shouted the giant and Jerry replied" You're a chicken if you can not even eat a hamburger!". Every bite Jerry gave to the cheeseburger, the giant bled from within and his red eyes were turning off. The feeling of victory was not entirely satisfactory, Jerry was also affected because the taste of the cheese was terrible, but for his beloved people he planned to give everything. In less than 1 minute the giant fell defeated and Jerry in turn fainted in the darkness and abstract forms that once brought him to this exotic place of cheese and mycelium. Already back in his kingdom, Jerry awoke by the soft song of the feathered Goddess. "You have done well, young king. Now your people will be blessed and will be under my protection" she whispered while giving him a light kiss on the lips. Without any other explanation, the Goddess rose to the top and as if another day were to begin, the desolation of the cold disappeared from the kingdom. Jerry ruled for many more years and the myth of how the curse was broken passed from generation to generation until it was lost over time.
« Last Edit: February 22, 2018, 08:18:02 PM by Migas »
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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #5 on: February 21, 2018, 09:30:06 PM »
I have sent my story, procrastinating all week woo!

- Screenshot name: Chicken Migas
- Title of story: Easter eggs!?
- Story:

Money can?t buy happiness, but it can buy chickens and that?s sort of the same thing.

With that quote, the decision for Pauizz was made quickly. With all her well earned money, totally not obtained due to the enslavement of other staff members, she bought one precious chicken named Migas. Being the mother duck she is, she took well care of him by never bothering the chicken until this moment in history.

It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining in Fedgars farm and all his employees were present for this exciting moment. Easter has always been a day full of fun activities. Decorating eggs, hiding them around the barn and finding them again, all for the feeling of being somewhat productive. But..there was one condition for joining this fun day, someone had to collect the eggs from a special chicken. Now, it is not that this chicken was special because of its ?golden? eggs that it would lay.. No. It was special because of its extraordinary behaviour.

Migas the chicken, bought my Pauizz who was the sub-owner of Fedgars farm, was very possessive of his eggs. He?d cackle and cackle when anyone would get near him, as if he was protecting the collection of holy cheeses. He?d bite everyone and anything that would get near him. Who of Fedgars employees has the couragement to collect the eggs and save this exciting day they?ve all been looking forward to?

It for sure wasn?t Fox who would collect these eggs that no one has ever touched before, her running skills weren?t the best of all. She?d even struggle to walk up the stairs.. Nope, Fox wasn?t the best option for sure.
What about Toxic? Would he be able to collect the eggs, perhaps together with Fjerreiro? The fast leopard would be able to distract Migas for sure, his tail would wag in all directions, attracting the possessive chicken. It looks like we found the perfect candidates, Fjerreiro and Toxic would hopefully save the day.

Walking up to the barn where Migas the chicken should?ve been all this time, according to Fedgar, the nerves of these brave, young, men increased. What if there were more smol chickens that increased the army? What if the eggs weren?t there?
When Fjerreiro and Toxic arrived at the barn, a small light was flickering at the end of the hall, behind the stacks of hay. Without saying anything, they tip-toed over to the chicken noises.. Toxic walking behind Fjerreiro. When they arrived at what was supposed to be Migas, they got creeped up from behind..
..It was an old man in a chicken suit, sitting in a corner laughing his ass off. The team was confused, who the frick was this man? Just as this man was about to turn around, a chicken jumped down and sprinted all over the place, the tree ran back to the door, closing them in the process. Only now they could see who was hiding there, out of breath they saw Fedgars face... He said;
 

"You should?ve seen your guys faces, tip toeing over to this corner! I?ve never seen two grown men this scared, because of me making up a story and trying to dress up as this possessed chicken just for a laugh!"


The End!
« Last Edit: February 22, 2018, 08:17:48 PM by Migas »
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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #6 on: February 21, 2018, 09:42:19 PM »
Final Score:
1. foxpatronus - 5 + 5 + 5 = 15 points
2. DanteVentura - 3 + 4 + 4 = 11 points
3. Lisorted - 4 + 2 + 2 = 8 points
4. BrendaxNL - 2 + 3 + 3 = 8 points

5. LilCharlie - 1 + 1 + 1 = 3 points
(Score: Jury 1 + Jury 2 + Jury 3)

This means Lisorted and BrendaxNL are nominated for this week's voting.
« Last Edit: February 22, 2018, 08:16:55 PM by Migas »
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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #7 on: February 23, 2018, 02:03:54 AM »
her running skills weren?t the best of all. She?d even struggle to walk up the stairs.. Nope, Fox wasn?t the best option for sure.


wtf it's like you actually know me lmao

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Re: [SCBB2] Week 6|7 - Activity Time!
« Reply #8 on: February 24, 2018, 09:48:57 AM »
her running skills weren?t the best of all. She?d even struggle to walk up the stairs.. Nope, Fox wasn?t the best option for sure.


wtf it's like you actually know me lmao

It is general knowledge we foxes struggle with stairs.
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