Is that rule new/revamped? How come no one ever told MandersHex anything? When we were both in GRRRRR I couldn't bare her sig then (her current one is a thing of beauty).
Ricardito El Botellero versus the Dragon of Grondok
A 1000-word short story
Ricardito El Botellero wanted the reward for slaying the Dragon of Grondok. However, he didn’t take the usual “knight on a white horse, spear first” approach. Oh no. He approached the castle humbly dressed as an everyday peasant. He thought that maybe that way the dragon wouldn’t see him coming. But the Dragon of Grondok still growled, and sniffed him from a mile. The Dragon took off and flew right at the sorry little guy. It started spitting fire from its mouth and, accustomed to bullying as he was, Ricardito ran quickly to a cave opening and barely avoided the burning breath of the mighty creature.
Ricardito El Botellero saw then that it wasn’t about to be an easy task. He then thought that it would be best to stay away from the dragon’s castle, until the time was right, and went deeper inside the cave. He found that a tribe of warriors lived in there, and he slowly started gaining the favor of the more experienced warriors, by patronizing other peasants and lower-ranked mercenaries. He saw that the whole tribe was plotting a scheme to bring down the Dragon’s castle, and slay the mystic creature, and started bringing his own devices to the table.
He soon gained the favor of the tribe’s leader, Morrojete. And he plotted with him how to bring down the Dragon. But secretly, he was devising a plot of his own. He hadn’t told anyone about his secret weapon: the cuenterete. And he didn’t plan to, either.
Everyone knew that killing the dragon within its castle was a daunting task. The elite of the warrior tribe had already come to the conclusion that they needed to lure the Dragon out, and that they needed to either bring the Dragon to the ground, or somehow be able to fight at the Dragon’s height, near the sky. Then it occurred to them. They would lure it to the highest summit of their kingdom, and they needed someone to be ready at the top with a special weapon to slay the dragon, while the rest of the tribe used siege weapons to tear down every wall of the Dragon’s castle. Ricardito El Botellero volunteered to be at the summit waiting for the Dragon, but still he didn’t reveal his secret weapon.
Luring the Dragon of Grondok out wasn’t as easy a task as they thought. They made many attempts, but every time the Dragon would just fly out, burn the crap out of the luring crews, and then return to the northern tower of the Castle, where it just sat and waited, as if gloating over the defeat of the warriors.
Ricardito realized that they needed to deceive the Dragon, in order to strike the final blow. He told Morrojete, the tribe leader, to speak to the witches, who produced a cursed, fake, dragon’s egg. Once the Dragon touched the egg, it would be trapped and Ricardito would be free to use his cuenterete to expose the maliciousness of the Dragon, and defeat it. He tricked Morrojete into revealing his location to the dragon, and showing to him that he had acquired one of its eggs. Morrojete was so convinced of the fatefulness of his new servant that he agreed with the plan.
Morrojete took the egg and rode his horse to the recently founded town of Yorkhatten. It was within the Dragon of Grondok’s reach, and he started making noise with his sword and shield. But the Dragon merely growled, as if chuckling. Morrojete grew angrier, and started to throw rocks at the castle, but he wasn’t reaching it. One of his servants, Tunco, came with a new idea: a bow and arrow. He quickly ran through the village, avoiding a fire spit from the passing Dragon, and swiftly grabbed the bow and some arrows. He then struggled back through a similar kind of difficulties. When he finally returned, he was surprised to find a very savage looking Morrojete, who was sucking the blood out of the neck of a rooster that he found near their location. Tunco merely watched, as Morrojete sucked the rooster’s blood.
Tunco held the bow and stretched it as far back as he could. His arms trembled with the effort. When he finally released the arrow, he fell to the floor from the momentum he had imprinted to the projectile. The arrow flew, and missed the Dragon of Grondok’s wing by a couple inches, but that sure got the dragon’s attention. Morrojete started yelling and waving the fake dragon’s egg in the air. The Dragon, however, wasn’t easily deceived, and it knew already that that was not one of its eggs, because the Dragon of Grondok was a male dragon, and he laid none. However, he realized that this Morrojete person was not going to leave him alone until he tore his head from his living body, and started flapping its wings.
Ricardito was waiting on top of the mountain’s summit, and had his cuenterete ready. From the height, he saw how Morrojete dodged flame after flame from the dragon’s mouth. He encouraged him while he was climbing the mountain. Suddenly, the dragon grew tired of warnings and grabbed Morrojete’s horse with its powerful jaws. This propelled Morrojete higher up the mountain, very near the summit. The Dragon of Grondok chewed the horse mercilessly, and came back for Morrojete, who had already reached the summit . Morrojete stood a few paces in front of Ricardito, who took out his cuenterete and smacked Morrojete in the head with it. Morrojete fell flat on his face with his buttocks up, just in time for Ricardito to prepare THE ELECTRIC PROJECTILE. With a fully charged projectile, Ricardito prepared his cuenterete to take a shot at the Dragon. The Dragon spat a dense smoke ball towards Ricardito, who almost dropped his cuenterete, and catch it mid-air, only backwards. When he tried to take a shot at the dragon, he shot himself, and the Dragon ate him.
A 1000-word short story
Ricardito El Botellero wanted the reward for slaying the Dragon of Grondok. However, he didn’t take the usual “knight on a white horse, spear first” approach. Oh no. He approached the castle humbly dressed as an everyday peasant. He thought that maybe that way the dragon wouldn’t see him coming. But the Dragon of Grondok still growled, and sniffed him from a mile. The Dragon took off and flew right at the sorry little guy. It started spitting fire from its mouth and, accustomed to bullying as he was, Ricardito ran quickly to a cave opening and barely avoided the burning breath of the mighty creature.
Ricardito El Botellero saw then that it wasn’t about to be an easy task. He then thought that it would be best to stay away from the dragon’s castle, until the time was right, and went deeper inside the cave. He found that a tribe of warriors lived in there, and he slowly started gaining the favor of the more experienced warriors, by patronizing other peasants and lower-ranked mercenaries. He saw that the whole tribe was plotting a scheme to bring down the Dragon’s castle, and slay the mystic creature, and started bringing his own devices to the table.
He soon gained the favor of the tribe’s leader, Morrojete. And he plotted with him how to bring down the Dragon. But secretly, he was devising a plot of his own. He hadn’t told anyone about his secret weapon: the cuenterete. And he didn’t plan to, either.
Everyone knew that killing the dragon within its castle was a daunting task. The elite of the warrior tribe had already come to the conclusion that they needed to lure the Dragon out, and that they needed to either bring the Dragon to the ground, or somehow be able to fight at the Dragon’s height, near the sky. Then it occurred to them. They would lure it to the highest summit of their kingdom, and they needed someone to be ready at the top with a special weapon to slay the dragon, while the rest of the tribe used siege weapons to tear down every wall of the Dragon’s castle. Ricardito El Botellero volunteered to be at the summit waiting for the Dragon, but still he didn’t reveal his secret weapon.
Luring the Dragon of Grondok out wasn’t as easy a task as they thought. They made many attempts, but every time the Dragon would just fly out, burn the crap out of the luring crews, and then return to the northern tower of the Castle, where it just sat and waited, as if gloating over the defeat of the warriors.
Ricardito realized that they needed to deceive the Dragon, in order to strike the final blow. He told Morrojete, the tribe leader, to speak to the witches, who produced a cursed, fake, dragon’s egg. Once the Dragon touched the egg, it would be trapped and Ricardito would be free to use his cuenterete to expose the maliciousness of the Dragon, and defeat it. He tricked Morrojete into revealing his location to the dragon, and showing to him that he had acquired one of its eggs. Morrojete was so convinced of the fatefulness of his new servant that he agreed with the plan.
Morrojete took the egg and rode his horse to the recently founded town of Yorkhatten. It was within the Dragon of Grondok’s reach, and he started making noise with his sword and shield. But the Dragon merely growled, as if chuckling. Morrojete grew angrier, and started to throw rocks at the castle, but he wasn’t reaching it. One of his servants, Tunco, came with a new idea: a bow and arrow. He quickly ran through the village, avoiding a fire spit from the passing Dragon, and swiftly grabbed the bow and some arrows. He then struggled back through a similar kind of difficulties. When he finally returned, he was surprised to find a very savage looking Morrojete, who was sucking the blood out of the neck of a rooster that he found near their location. Tunco merely watched, as Morrojete sucked the rooster’s blood.
Tunco held the bow and stretched it as far back as he could. His arms trembled with the effort. When he finally released the arrow, he fell to the floor from the momentum he had imprinted to the projectile. The arrow flew, and missed the Dragon of Grondok’s wing by a couple inches, but that sure got the dragon’s attention. Morrojete started yelling and waving the fake dragon’s egg in the air. The Dragon, however, wasn’t easily deceived, and it knew already that that was not one of its eggs, because the Dragon of Grondok was a male dragon, and he laid none. However, he realized that this Morrojete person was not going to leave him alone until he tore his head from his living body, and started flapping its wings.
Ricardito was waiting on top of the mountain’s summit, and had his cuenterete ready. From the height, he saw how Morrojete dodged flame after flame from the dragon’s mouth. He encouraged him while he was climbing the mountain. Suddenly, the dragon grew tired of warnings and grabbed Morrojete’s horse with its powerful jaws. This propelled Morrojete higher up the mountain, very near the summit. The Dragon of Grondok chewed the horse mercilessly, and came back for Morrojete, who had already reached the summit . Morrojete stood a few paces in front of Ricardito, who took out his cuenterete and smacked Morrojete in the head with it. Morrojete fell flat on his face with his buttocks up, just in time for Ricardito to prepare THE ELECTRIC PROJECTILE. With a fully charged projectile, Ricardito prepared his cuenterete to take a shot at the Dragon. The Dragon spat a dense smoke ball towards Ricardito, who almost dropped his cuenterete, and catch it mid-air, only backwards. When he tried to take a shot at the dragon, he shot himself, and the Dragon ate him.
The End.
I wrote a story
and now it's gone.
It disappeared,
what have they done?
It was fantastic,
it spoke of greed
and of betrayal,
and doubtful deeds.
The man in charge
was full of contempt
and even though he
used to be a friend
he killed my story
and threw me into jail.
It does. If you sign your posts you get infracted for trolling, except if you are the user people are allegedly trolling. Has happened.