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First, I'm wrttting this, what do you guys think?

 

Diablo II

The Return of the Three

 

Prolouge

 

Winter.

 

Cold, snowy, and dark, the Opium house attracted many a visitors in this deadful season. Many of which simply were tired of the snow. few, however came to try to rid them selfs of nightmarish battle against the minions of Hell, which had spread themselfs amonst the land. One man in particular. He was quiet. older than most, he had seen his share of hellspawn and death. Sitting in the corner, he slowly smoked his pipe.

 

"Something to eat?", a miget asked.

 

The man just stared blankly at him. The miget sighed in dissapointment, and walked away.

 

His name was Marius. Old and feeble, he was considered a crazy man amongst the unbelievers. His tales of the destruction at the monestary was too much for most people to comprehend, and they tried to lock him in a jail for the demented. He managed to escape here. He planned to hide for the rest of his life, to try to shake the horrors of the monestary.

 

 

Now, sitting on cloud nine he closed his eyes. Yet he was greated by not dreams of bliss, but of the horrors. The destruction, and terror that filled the monestary. The screams of women, and children. And Him. He who rose and set fire to that which he touched. That.... empty shell of a man.

 

He opened his eyes, startled, as the door to the house flew open. His eyes went wide with fear.

Had He followed him? This broken shell of a man, who was barely able to carry the weight of his own sword?

 

This mysterious figure took a place next to Marius. He tried to what seemed to speak, but couldn't, as if he was fighting something on the inside. His hand started to shake, violently, and he lost his grip on his sword. It fell to the floor with a loud thunk, and men playing cards aourn d the house looked, and a few laughed in contempt. The mysterious figure cluched his stomach, and groaned. yet it was not a groan of a man, but of a demon. His groans gew louder, and more demonic in tone. The men, now startled, ceased there laughing, and looked in half horror and curiosity. He collapsed to his knees, and lost control.

 

A torch fell the the floor, and out sprung an imp, born of Hell and Brimstone. It raced across the floor, setting fire to everything it touched. It knocked over another torch, and another imp crawled out. Soon, the whole place was ablaze, and skeletons rose out of the flames. The men took to arms, but in vain. The demonic visage of a demon, radiating from the wanderer laughed and commanded his army to attack the now armed men. The foght bravely, but in vain. The skeletons were born of Hell, and quickly dispatched there targets. Hell spawn flew around the center of the house, striking down all who walked. Screams of terror and pain radiated from teh central collum of fire, and monsters not of this world broke through the floor boards, looking for fresh meat to drag to the abyss from which they came.

 

And as quickly as it started, it ended. The skeletons and imps, flying Hell spawn, and demons were sucked into the center collum of fire, and slithered beneath the floor. The fire burned, and the visage of the demon was sucked back into the wanderers body.

 

The Wanderer rose, now in control once again.

 

He looked at Marius, the sole survivor. He was spared, as The Wanderer knew he was needed.

 

"Marius", the Wanderer said in a low, hoarse voice. The Wanderer headed out the door.

 

Marius, unable to resist the Wanderers beckons, followed him east.

 

Always, to the East.

~Fin~

 

And, Cracken is now in a position of power~ That's right! Cracken is a supervisor at his local cinema! ph33r m4 l337 5up3rv!50r 5k!llz!

 

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You don't know what Diablo is?!

 

*Stunned, Cracken goes into a wild fury, attcking Zaarin. He jumps at him, rips out his throught, cuts open his guts, and lets Zaarin's innards spill onto the floor. He then cuts out Zaarin's heart, and eats it...*

 

ahem. sorry 'bout that.

 

Diablo and its' sequal, Diablo II (du'h), is one of the finest point and click dungeon crawl games made. It's great addictive fun. And the story arch is pretty kewl too.

 

 

 

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Guest Thrawn

El Diablo is Hell in Spanish, FYI

 

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