Echo Posted July 11, 2015 Report Share Posted July 11, 2015 Someone should really turn this into a fan fiction. Please? Anyone? 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarcasm Posted July 11, 2015 Report Share Posted July 11, 2015 Yes! I nominate you, Echo! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Echo Posted July 11, 2015 Report Share Posted July 11, 2015 Yes! I nominate you, Echo! Thanks, but no. I love to write, but I'm afraid I am quite terrible at it, and I don't even want to try fanfiction, particularly when it's with such amazing characters. Talk about a daunting task! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 11, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 11, 2015 This ain't even in character. It'll be an easy fanfic. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 13, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Day 4 Vasher steals from Hoid while he isn't looking. Adolin collects fruit from a tree. Vivenna and Wax split up to search for resources. Lightsong receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor. Serene constructs a shack. Ranette runs away from Vin. Tindwyl tries to sleep through the entire day. Syl scares Kaladin off. Spook is pricked by thorns while picking berries. Wayne scares Raoden off. Blushweaver makes a slingshot. Fallen N/A Night 4 Kaladin passes out from exhaustion. Vivenna kills Ranette with her own weapon. Syl screams for help. Blushweaver looks at the night sky. Raoden and Vasher talk about the tributes still alive. Wayne cooks his food before putting his fire out. Vin stabs Tindwyl in the back with a trident. Adolin tends to his wounds. Wax stays awake all night. Spook and Lightsong tell stories about themselves to each other. Hoid looks at the night sky. Serene quietly hums. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
maxal Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 I am unsure what to think of this random Hunger Games story telling... Adolin signing himself to sleep? Why does it not even sound too OOC? I could almost picture it happening in SA, for real Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The One Who Reads Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Syl screams Too soon... 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quiver Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Sorry Ranette. But Vucenna had to do what a princess has to do. Also, Vasher stealing from Hoid? Lightsong making friends? Blushweaver still being alive? The Warbreaker cast are doing pretty well so far. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bort Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 I'm just waiting to see the line 'Kaladin kills Syl', then we'll all know the Stormfather was right. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iarwainiel I Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 (edited) Overall, an awful lot of tributes have been receiving explosives from one or more unknown sponsors: Shallan Vivenna Lightsong Tindwyl Lightsong (again!) Shallan must have lacked the means to set off her explosives, or she'd never have died from hypothermia. What a fun thread! Thanks, Lark! Edited July 13, 2015 by old aggie 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 13, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Day 5 Wax travels to higher ground. Vasher tries to spear fish with a trident. Blushweaver chases Wayne. Lightsong constructs a shack. Hoid, Adolin, and Vivenna get into a fight. Hoid triumphantly kills them both. Spook attacks Serene, but she manages to escape. Syl and Kaladin fight Vin and Raoden. Syl and Kaladin survive. Fallen 6 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Ranette Tindwyl Adolin Vivenna Vin Raoden Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quiver Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Vivenna! Noooo! Still, at least Kal and Syl are still working together? 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The One Who Reads Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Not Raoden ... Well there goes any hope that the remaining tributes would band together and form a utopian society. 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ljósmóður Posted July 13, 2015 Report Share Posted July 13, 2015 Quite the bloodbath for Day 5. Although I am quite tickled by Blushweaver chasing Wayne ... I'm not sure the poor guy will know what has hit him if she catches him. And, as much as I love Hoid, I'm worried that triumphantly killing people isn't entirely OOC for him. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 14, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 Night 5 Vasher starves to death. Blushweaver cries herself to sleep. Wayne tends to Spook's wounds. Syl, Lightsong, and Kaladin track down and kill Hoid. Wax attempts to start a fire, but is unsuccessful. Serene sets up camp for the night. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
maxal Posted July 14, 2015 Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 No... Not musical signing Adolin 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Delightful Posted July 14, 2015 Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 Syl, Lightsong, and Kaladin track down and kill Hoid. Anyone else kinda want this to be canon? 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 14, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 There's probably a reason for that happening tbh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paragrin Posted July 14, 2015 Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 Well, Hoid did just kill Adolin... And looks like Vasher just couldn't catch his Breath. 6 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 14, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 And looks like Vasher just couldn't catch his Breath.you come to my topic 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Young Bard Posted July 14, 2015 Report Share Posted July 14, 2015 Alas... Poor Adolin. I knew him well. 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kestrel Posted July 15, 2015 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2015 The Feast The cornucopia is replenished with food, supplies, weapons, and memoirs from the tributes' families. Syl decides not to go to The Feast. Kaladin decides not to go to The Feast. Lightsong decides not to go to The Feast. Spook strangles Wax after engaging in a fist fight. Blushweaver's trap kills Serene. Wayne decides not to go to The Feast. Day 6 Syl receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. Spook injures himself. Kaladin and Blushweaver hunt for other tributes. Lightsong receives clean water from an unknown sponsor. Wayne tries to sleep through the entire day. Fallen 4 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Vasher Hoid Wax Serene Night 6 Kaladin tries to sing himself to sleep. Syl tends to Lightsong's wounds. Blushweaver, Wayne, and Spook cheerfully sing songs together 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mailliw73 Posted July 15, 2015 Report Share Posted July 15, 2015 Blushweaver, Wayne, and Spook cheerfully sing songs together That's a gathering I'd like to see. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Delightful Posted July 15, 2015 Popular Post Report Share Posted July 15, 2015 I, uh, wrote a thing. Elend wore white on the night he was to kill a shack. He was supposed to build it, but the games organisers seemed to have forgotten that he was the philosopher. Warrior king at times, but without pewter he was vulnerable to the cold. The atmosphere might kill him long before another tribute. His white suit was hardly good camouflage either. He hoped he looked like a ghost, and would scare off the others. That was when the tent pole slid from his hands and clattered to the floor. “Rust and Ruin!” Well, a clumsy ghost. He gritted his teeth again and hefted the pole. His hands shook a little. The metal was so cold. Metal wasn’t supposed to be his enemy, he was a Mistborn by the Survivor! And he would build this shack if it was the last thing he would do. He just hoped that it wouldn’t be his last. Adolin huddled down closer to the fire, shivering in the cold. The flame danced before his eyes, and as he stretched his hands towards them, he could almost feel the warmth of Wayne’s hand still imprinted into the skin. Wayne was like a far less annoying version of Wit. He was crazy, and had no regard for rules or formalities. And Adolin was rather tired of following the Codes. ‘and then the God Beyond came rolling down the frothy mountains, hi ho!’ The refrain of tune came across from across the fire. Adolin rolled his eyes. Vasher was singing again. He did that a lot, apparently. Without his sword for company, he got a little.....lonely. ‘and he went a-travelling cross Cosmere long, hi ho!” Adolin rubbed his arms for warmth, wondering if the man was mentally stable at all. He’d known enough to light a fire though, and allowed Adolin to stay, so he wasn’t going to complain. A silky tenor joined in Vasher’s gruff baritone. ‘And on the other side he saw, the Spiritual Realm in all it’s galore, and the ghosts of the past remained to haunt the poor, hi ho!” Lightsong came around the fire and settled down next to Adolin, who shifted uncomfortably. What he wouldn’t give for a Shardblade. But in the confines of the game, he couldn’t access it. Ten heartbeats and...nothing. It was disturbing. Much like the god he sat next to. Much like the singing. The trees around them rustled in the coolness of night, the full moon peeking between the leaves as if it wanted to join the sing along. He thought of Wayne, borrowing things and following his owns rules and morality. His father Dalinar wouldn’t approve. His father Dalinar would want him to join in singing, create companionship. With this men who will kill me at a moments notice for a prize. “And then the God Beyond set sale, he saw a dragon that made him pale.” A third voice joined in, and Adolin jerked around, looking for it’s source. It came from his own mouth. Oh come on, mouth. You’re not supposed to sing without my permission. “it had received some letters from far, a lonely planet with a hellish star, hi ho!”. Lighstong clapped an arm around the young prince, who gave in, and sang into the night. He didn’t know why he did it, he barely knew what he was doing there at all. But the situation called for singing, so sing he did. 19 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ljósmóður Posted July 15, 2015 Report Share Posted July 15, 2015 Blushweaver, Wayne, and Spook cheerfully sing songs together I am envisaging Wayne singing dirges, wearing Adolin's shardhelmet in honour of their too brief relationship. I, uh, wrote a thing. Elend wore white on the night he was to kill a shack. He was supposed to build it, but the games organisers seemed to have forgotten that he was the philosopher. Warrior king at times, but without pewter he was vulnerable to the cold. The atmosphere might kill him long before another tribute. His white suit was hardly good camouflage either. He hoped he looked like a ghost, and would scare off the others. That was when the tent pole slid from his hands and clattered to the floor. “Rust and Ruin!” Well, a clumsy ghost. He gritted his teeth again and hefted the pole. His hands shook a little. The metal was so cold. Metal wasn’t supposed to be his enemy, he was a Mistborn by the Survivor! And he would build this shack if it was the last thing he would do. He just hoped that it wouldn’t be his last. Adolin huddled down closer to the fire, shivering in the cold. The flame danced before his eyes, and as he stretched his hands towards them, he could almost feel the warmth of Wayne’s hand still imprinted into the skin. Wayne was like a far less annoying version of Wit. He was crazy, and had no regard for rules or formalities. And Adolin was rather tired of following the Codes. ‘and then the God Beyond came rolling down the frothy mountains, hi ho!’ The refrain of tune came across from across the fire. Adolin rolled his eyes. Vasher was singing again. He did that a lot, apparently. Without his sword for company, he got a little.....lonely. ‘and he went a-travelling cross Cosmere long, hi ho!” Adolin rubbed his arms for warmth, wondering if the man was mentally stable at all. He’d known enough to light a fire though, and allowed Adolin to stay, so he wasn’t going to complain. A silky tenor joined in Vasher’s gruff baritone. ‘And on the other side he saw, the Spiritual Realm in all it’s galore, and the ghosts of the past remained to haunt the poor, hi ho!” Lightsong came around the fire and settled down next to Adolin, who shifted uncomfortably. What he wouldn’t give for a Shardblade. But in the confines of the game, he couldn’t access it. Ten heartbeats and...nothing. It was disturbing. Much like the god he sat next to. Much like the singing. The trees around them rustled in the coolness of night, the full moon peeking between the leaves as if it wanted to join the sing along. He thought of Wayne, borrowing things and following his owns rules and morality. His father Dalinar wouldn’t approve. His father Dalinar would want him to join in singing, create companionship. With this men who will kill me at a moments notice for a prize. “And then the God Beyond set sale, he saw a dragon that made him pale.” A third voice joined in, and Adolin jerked around, looking for it’s source. It came from his own mouth. Oh come on, mouth. You’re not supposed to sing without my permission. “it had received some letters from far, a lonely planet with a hellish star, hi ho!”. Lighstong clapped an arm around the young prince, who gave in, and sang into the night. He didn’t know why he did it, he barely knew what he was doing there at all. But the situation called for singing, so sing he did. That's brilliant! I love it. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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