NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC:This is a little thing I've been thinking about for a wile, why don't we write a NS book, I'd do a simple proloug or first chapter and then someone would write the 2nd chapter/3rd. I'll put the prologue up in a second, and one of you will write the second part. And then someone else will write the 3rd.

It'll be 1st come 1st served so if your submission arrives after someone elses then it'll be ignored.

OKAY?

Okay, Prologue, it not really well written as I've just written it up in the last few minuates but I'll improve it later, the basic storyline and the detales are all there... Oh and I know I've spelt Prologue wrong

Prologue
I sat in the schoolhouse waiting for the teacher to appear and punish me. He did not come but the light is flickering a fiery red out side. Then I saw him rushing past screaming. Something is wrong.
There’s a rumbling and cracks are appearing in the ground. Outside someone is screaming, “Ecce! Ecce!” Look, Look. It was a blood-chilling scream. Other voices joined it some screaming, for help. A child’s voice yelled “Mater, auxilium, Mater.” Mother help mother. It suddenly stopped. It was a sound like I hope you never hear. The rumbling grew louder, ash came through the rafters. The columns wavered.
I ran outside, the mountain was exploding. People were running being struck down by the black stuff falling from the sky. A man fell dead at my feet covered with burns. It was my teacher Mr Catullus, the teacher had been running outside the schoolhouse a minute ago and now he is dead. What sort of power could do this? More people were falling every minute. A black stone hit me on my arm, it hurt a lot and cut the skin, blood trickled out of it.
I clasped the arm with a hand and fled towards the schoolhouse. It is a grand building surrounded by a lot of marble columns, now those columns where admitting a low creaking noise. As I ran I thought about what was happening, then I realised the truth, Mars the God of war, was attacking Jupiter to wrestle control from him. The priests had foretold it. And it was happening in on our mountain. I was honoured. Black and molten stuff fell from the sky where their blasts hit each other. They burnt. I hoped Neptune would join in and fire bolts of water to cool us off. Behind me, the columns fell, I turned to face them and had to dive to the ground to avoid being crushed. I was trapped in this hole, this tomb, the thought rattled around my mind. This is the end I thought muttering the words of the prayer, you’re supposed to say when your about to die…… A cold gas creeped in making me sleepy making every thing turn blue, then green then…yawn…black. I slumped, almost dead.

You appear well-read. Too much Hemingway, though. A pity.

There's actually a similar idea in place (Euroslavia's come up with a concept for a NS novel). Automagfreek's going to write a book featuring Damien. I'm considering writing my own novels.

It's like Generic Empire told me in an IM: NationStates is basically one huge author's showcase.

There's actually a similar idea in place (Euroslavia's come up with a concept for a NS novel). Automagfreek's going to write a book featuring Damien. I'm considering writing my own novels.

It's like Generic Empire told me in an IM: NationStates is basically one huge author's showcase.
yep, the idea wasto have us all write a chapter in one big book that runs on consecutivly, it'd be interesting where the story turns and how people write therebit.

You appear well-read. Too much Hemingway, though. A pity.
To much Pullman, maybe, I've never read hemmingway, that was just the way I write.

To much Pullman, maybe, I've never read hemmingway, that was just the way I write.

You should read Hemmingway. He's good, not as good as many claim though.

You should read Hemmingway. He's good, not as good as many claim though.
I'll try him.

[OOC: Nice idea.

I use NS as a testbed for my writing, personally - just to see reaction. Unfortunately there usually isn't very much of one, but oh well - we can't all be good writers. ;)]