Storyland

[Brendan]

Greetings, and welcome to Storyland. Storyland is a thread to post any story you wrote. DO NOT POST STORIES WRITTEN BY OTHERS This thread is for the creativeness of the Warers to shine. ¡Warning, some stories may be explicit!

[Brendan]

Once upon a time there was a hideous child named Golem. Golem had no friends, no loved ones to think of. One day Golem walked out of his tuna stained cavern that he dwelled within. The reason behind the smell was that he kept a truly ugly being by the name of Rose Brown as a sex slave within. She honestly loved to take his shriveled, bent cock up her ass while she sternly fisted the toxic waste dump she called her vagina. As Golem traveled out of his cave he shat his pants with such great force that it splattered all over Rose's face. Rose licked the yellow ass cum from her lips. Golem sealed the cave for he had enough kindness to end this monstrosities life before her hideous face had to be viewed by anyone else. As Golem walked down the side of the mountain he encountered a moose with Down's Burgers by the name of Dick. "I HAZ DOWNBURGERZ" Dick exclaimed, Golem was taken aghast by the sight "I am looking for my missing pony tail" Golem cried. "Derp herp dee derp for some reason there is no penis in butthole", dick stated rather sadly. Golem and dick then proceeded to make disgusting, smelly sex under the moonlight for hours. It ended as Golem farted into dicks nose killing him instantly, Golem then skinned dick making him into a cock sleeve to masturbate with. Golem walked for a few miles wander into the territory of the Nazis, the leader of the Nazis, by the name of Zach instantly recognized him as a Jew and made him work as horse pleaser, which was the person that got the horses off while all the other dirty Jews were being incinerated. After all 38639 horses had filled Golem with their seed Zach had him sent to the showers where he dropped the soap, this action led the last few minutes of his life to be what he loved, gargling big black cock in the shower. A few miles off the majestic hero Brendan prepped for battle bringing with him the hyrulian shield and the master sword. As Brendan approached the concentration camp the triforce of courage burned brightly upon his hand. He slew Nazi after Nazi making his way up to zach's quarters he bust down the door and with great ease beheaded the man. Brendan laid down on the bed in the room, forgetting to turn his swag off. He awoke to 20 bitches pleasuring him for hours on end, he caught a whiff of tuna which is the true sent of evil. He left the camp venturing forth towards the scent until he came upon the cave where Golem once originated, moving the stone away from the cave the scent hit him with full force burning off his eyebrows. He saw the hideous monster standing chained to Golems toilet. As Brendan approached Rose she tried ferociously to touch his penis he placed a hand upon her throat ripping out her trachea. The end. 

[Brendan]

=I wrote this story for a female who I have strongly liked since I met.=
Long ago in the castle town of Seattle, which is where the throne of the kingdom of Washington sat, there lived a beautiful princess by the name of Rose. At birth Princess Rose had a curse placed upon her by an evil witch named Heron. The curse stated that until Rose was united by love her, and the one meant to lift the curse would be forever reincarnated. One day as Brendan walked the streets of Seattle everyone stopped and kneeled, Brendan was confused as to why they did this so he ducked into an alleyway and watched the street. Princess Rose soon came down the road escorted in the royal carriage by five knights. As Brendan peered out of the alleyway he and the princess locked eyes. Brendan was amazed, he had never seen a woman with such beauty and grace. At first sight Brendan knew that he must talk to Rose, but how? He thought to himself as he watched the carriage continue down on the road and everyone went back to what they were doing. Brendan decided he could not wait and that night he dressed in black and snuck into the castle courtyard. He sat in the bushes and watched the guards as they patrolled the castle. At the moment where there were no guards in the courtyard he ran to the opposite side and began to climb the wall using the old and crumbling bricks as foot and hand holds. When he reached the window of Rose's room he pulled himself up finding his eyes locked with the princess' yet again. "Ah, it's you." She said rather dryly, "Were you expecting me?" Brendan replied "For that would seem strange." Rose rolled her eyes "Men are stupid so I figured it was only a matter of time before I saw you again."  Brendan grinned, "Well, my name is Brendan and it's a pleasure to meet you." he bowed. "I'm sure it is" Rose replied condescendingly, "I hope I need not introduce myself." Brendan chuckled, "I don't think so. You are Princess Rose, are you not?" The princess sighed, "That I am." the two continued to talk into the wee hours of the night. When the first few beams of light from the sun entered the room Brendan walked to the window, "There is work that must be done, I bid you aideu." He climb out of the window and left a single rose on the sill. About a week later Rose hadn't received word from Brendan. A dragon swooped down from the sky and laid waste to the town, kidnapping Rose in the process. The townspeople were frantic and held a meeting in the town square to plan how to retrieve the princess. Brendan sat in the crowd and listened to the pathetic ideas that people came up with until he could take it no longer. He stood from his seat, "I will rescue her." the air went silent. "We have sent 50 knights and not one has returned, what makes you think you can save her?" a voice cried out. Brendan laughed, "You're knights are but fools if they cannot save their own princess from an overgrown lizard." He shot a glare at a group of knights. "I will return with her highness in one week where I shall be crowned king." he said solemnly. "To hell you will." Another townsperson cried. Brendan chuckled, "We shall see about that." He walked away from the stage and walked on towards his house. "Cocky bastard" One man muttered, "Dead man walking." another one. As Brendan entered his house he donned a grey hoodie, black jeans, and a pair of grey shoes. Before he left he grabbed his shield; it was a kite shield, black with silver trim and it bore the crest of a dragon on the middle. He grabbed his sword slinging it over his shoulder along with his shield. Brendan left his house and mounted his horse, Riot. Riot was a Clydesdale, big and majestic, he was grey with a black mane. The man rode Riot towards the town gate he was stopped by the castle blacksmith, "You there, the one with the death wish, I have something for you." Brendan smirked, "I mean not to be rude, but I am rather in a hurry." The blacksmith frowned and scratched his head, "Ah yes, I would imagine so. Anyways, I figured you would want this." He said as he uncovered what he carried. It was a sword in a very decorate sheathe. The blacksmith handed it to Brendan, who proceeded to unsheathe it. The blade itself was not much, a normal sword with a beautiful onyx at the pommel. When light hit it at the right angle, it appeared to shimmer within the sunlight. The blade emitted heat and when Brendan tapped the edge lightly it sliced his finger open. "Why are you giving me this?", Brendan asked. The blacksmith erupted with laughter, "Because, that butter knife you call a sword does not stand a chance against dragon scales. Plus this is enchanted to never go dull." Brendan took a mental note of this, never having to sharpen a sword again sounded nice, "But why am I receiving this?" The blacksmith grumbled, "It was going to be a gift for the next king, and I saw the way you two looked at each other. Let's just say I'm rooting for you." Brendan smiled, "Why thank you, I must be on my way though. If I return you will be payed handsomely." He nodded at the man and rode his horse out the town gates. Brendan looked on towards Mt. Rainier, home of the dragon. He petted Riot's mane, "We have a long journey ahead of us old friend." The two continued on for three days and three nights before they finally reached the base of the mountain. The dragon roared and flew around the mountain a few times before returning to it's cave. Brendan and Riot traversed on up the mountain until the reached the mouth of the cave, Brendan dismounted the horse. "Stay here." He told him as he patted the horses neck. Brendan unsheathed his sword and held in his right hand, his shield on his left arm and ventured into the cave. Brendan walked in complete darkness for ten minutes when a wall of flame came shooting up the cavern, Brendan lifted his sword and shield to protect his face. To Brendan's amazement the sword sucked up the flame like a vacuum and began to glow providing light. Well I'll be damned he forgot to mention that, he thought to himself as walked down the cave with his new light source. Another burst of flame came down the cave, this time Brendan moved his sword in a circular motion absorbing all the fire. The sword burned even brighter, it was not long before Brendan came upon a huge opening in the cave where the moon shone down from the sky. He walked up to the cage that held Rose, "Miss me?" he asked grinning. "Not in the least." Rose replied with a fake smile, "Are you here to rescue me?" Brendan facepalmed, "No I'm just here to visit." he said, rather sarcastically. "Uh well he looks unpleased with that idea." Rose said as she pointed behind him. Brendan turned around to find himself face to face with the dragon that had sieges the town. It was 40ft from nose to tail, it's eyes were blood red and it's scales black as night glistened under the moonlight. The dragon exhaled deeply, singing the beard Brendan had grown since leaving the town. Brendan ran towards the beast and sliced his side open, the dragon snatched Brendan up and flew into the sky only to turn around and dive bomb into the ground. Upon impact with the floor of the cave a couple of Brendan's ribs cracked, he stabbed his sword through the dragons claw pinning him to the ground. Brendan ran up the beasts leg and sent a punch right into it's eye, he proceeded to bring the tip of his shield down upon the dragons forehead with enough force to make it lose consciousness. Brendan pulled his sword free from the monsters claw and with one fell swoop beheaded it. He walked over to Rose, smashing the padlock with his shield. "Seems like we are done here, wouldn't you say?" Rose gasped and began to scream as the witch Heron, appeared behind Brendan. The witch plunged a knife onto the mans back aiming for his spine but the blade landed an inch to the left, "How dare you kill my pet!" she cackled. "How dare you take her!" Brendan roared as he swung his elbow back hitting the crone in the forehead knocking her to the ground. Heron released a ball of energy that hit Brendan square in the chest, he screamed in agony as he gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and plunged his sword down on the woman's chest killing her. Upon her death Heron turned into a pile of ash. Brendan began to pass out but Rose caught him mid fall, "You're safe now my princess." Rose smiled "You're half dead and you still worry about my safety, cute." The two left the cave and began to ride Riot back towards town, as they approached the town cheers were heard. Just as they were about to exit the tree cover an arrow whizzed out from the woods and struck Brendan in the temple, killing him instantly and splattering Rose with his blood. Rose screamed and Riot ran into town. The next day a funeral service was held in Brendan's honor, Rose did not attend. After a few months past politics forced Rose to marry another man but she could not forget Brendan. Rose took her own life the night of her wedding. The curse was never broken and it is said that if you search hard enough you may be able to find the two even today.

[Jaziline]

~This is a story about Rave, because Rave is awesome and I neglect him~

The dark seemed to wrap around them the first man crouched down in fear clutching his head while praying pointless words to a god that will forever ignore him. Over that man was Rave who stood calmly his black hair falling over his shoulders his green eyes smoldering a dull anger toward the man he was assigned to. "Do you have something to say Curator?" The man asked his voice quaking as he peered straight toward the ground.

"How pointless you are? Or how you are fearful for nothing." he replied the smoldering eyes peering down at the man.

"They are going to be here soon. I think, they are really going to kill me this time. I took what was there's- no she gave it to me- she meant for me to have it, but now that I took it is gone." He said making little whine as his head darted back and forth. In the shadows Rave waiting for the enemy to attack. This mortal had keen sense of danger. Rave knew that in fact at this very moment the farthest enemy is only ten yards. They were completely surrounded, and painfully outnumbered.

The silence settled over them even the man's hypervenilating could not take away the intent to kill that filled the air. Suddenly the first man broke free of the darkness. "Sir, you can leave now and live, we have nothing against you. It is this pig that touched our precious we have quams against." The man explained as his beard grew in a thick blonde bush protecting his neck and the part of his chest exposed by the button up shirt. Rave stood there staring at him. The bearded man seemed to waver by his gaze realizing slowly that Rave was no mortal man.
"Stop this insolent waiting!" Someone else shouted from behind Rave as he came charging out toward the crouched man who let out a desperate whimper.

Rave never broke eye contact with the bearded man as he extended his arm and a blade slide down his sleeve and into his hand. The impatient man fell to his knees as his head plopped down beside him. The bearded man bent over vomiting as Rave could sense their attacker's hesitantion. In a few seconds the trees were painted red and the bearded man simply knelt before Rave. "What are you?" The man asked his voice hoarse from the silent screams. Rave looked at the bearded eyes.

Rave didn't grace the man with an answer instead his blade silenced him forever. The man Rave was serving stood up and looked around at the blood himself and vomited. Rave sneered at the gesture as the man looked up at him. "Curator... Please I have one request of you. Take my life, I cannot take this fear and brutality anymore. Instead of protecting my life, please protect that of my unborn child." He said bowing his head waiting for the killing blow. When Rave didn't deliver it the man looked up.
Rave smirked at the man, "You are not afraid of death?" He asked politely.
"I rather protect something that deserves life." He replied and Rave smiled as he plunged the blade through his heart.
"Dismiss me, then?" He asked and the man choked as he used his last words which the man was hoping he could say to the mother of his child for Rave.
"You are dissmissed, protect my daughter."
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"Why is your hair so long?" The small girl asked she couldn't be any older than six as she pranced outside under a tree on top of a hill. Under the tree sat Rave one leg extended his long black hair cloaking his face as his green eyes peered out at the young girl. He didn't bother to answer her as she danced circles around him and the tree. Rave closed his eyes and sighed thinking this to be the dullest human life he had ever incountered. There was no danger this young girl could be in; her father was foolish to trade his life for nothing.
"Hello?" the small girl asked and when Rave opened his eyes her face was inches away smiling a twisted grin. The area around them seemed to darken significantly. "I think it is time to go home. Did you sleep well?" She asked as Rave stood up and the little girl grabbed hold of his hand as her mother taught her to do when she traveled with an adult. "Mr. Rave, why don't you speak ever?" She asked looking up bewildered.
"I do talk." Rave said his voice craking with under use. The little girl smiled and Rave felt something click inside his chest.
"Mr. Rave, tomorrow can we go to the park after study?" She chimed as they began to walk the toll of big ben showed that they were going to be late. "Please talk Mr. Rave, you are my only friend." She said her voice showing pain as Rave sneered. "Yes, we can go to the park tomorrow." He said and the little girl bounced beside him. Again that strange click occured. Then time seemed to blur again, as it usually does with immortals.
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"Why don't you ever age?" The young woman asked as she sat in her room brushing her long blonde hair she was around the age of sixteen now. Rave sat in a straight back chair in the corner. His long black hair was braided neatly behind him as he held a book that he is usually found reading.
"Because, I was born this age." He explained flipping the page.
"When were you born?" She asked turning to Rave with a devious smile on her face as she and he both well knew the story of Rave's origin.
"Yesterday." Rave said with a smirk. The young woman smirked tapping her head lightly.
"Of course that makes perfect sense. Though I remember you since the beginning of time." She said grinning as she rocked in her chair and began to braid her own hair. Rave looked ahead having memories fly across his thoughts blurring the world infront of him. "Rave? Ra-ave?" she asked in a whisper. The demon's eyes honed in on the girl and saw that her hazel eyes and rosy cheeks were inches from his again. He stiffened as if he were afraid she would be scared away. She hovered taking in every detail of his face as he watched her. "Rave, promise you'll never leave me.Till death do I part." She said softly as Rave held up his hand beside his face as the young woman pressed hers against his. Rave smirked, "That sounds like a vow ." She looked away her cheeks darkening. "It is." She said as she pulled away and scurried to her bed and huddled under her covers.
Soon the young woman fell asleep and Rave walked over to her sleeping form. He watched her for a moment and he took the feather he kept in his pocket and he attached it to her necklace and pressed his fingers to his lips and then touched her forehead. "Till death do you part, young Everlyn." he murmured as small magical flames danced from the contact and Rave went back to his chair.
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Rave stood perched in the corner of the room by the window as he looked out. "This is absurd mother. I refuse!" the woman screamed as Rave continued to peer out at the magnificent garden that was under them.
"You are a young woman in high class you will marry who I tell you too." another woman the mother of Everlyn shouted. Rave turned his head the intent was almost made one of his eyes became hazel as he saw the mother red and panting through that eye.
"No mother, you will not control every aspect of my life. Or should I tell everyone their dutchess's only child is a bastard!" She threatened as the mother raised her hand. In an instant Rave was standing behind Everlyn. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her out of the line of fire. The slapping hand fell to her waist. "Mr. Rave you have no business here." the mother hissed as Rave released the young woman. "She is my business, ma'am. Her father signed away his soul for her safety." The mother snarled and took a step toward him.
"Do you know how hard it is to find her a suitor with you always leering in a corner. If you want to protect her, go back to hell and take that soul her father gave away with you." She hissed as Rave simply peered down at her. The mother stormed out as Everlyn fell to the ground in a pool of tears.
"Rave will you leave me because of my mother?" She asked as Rave turned toward her and stroked her hair.
"No." He asked he then stood. He looked at his long hair and walked out the door. That evening when he returned he wore a suit, his hair neatly trimmed and slicked back as he went to the mother.
"I am here to show you my worth to take your daughter's hand." He said the mother near fainted at the thought.
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Rave stood his hair hanging over his face. In his hand he clutched a tired old hand the skin sagged, the nails clean and white. There was no sign of any health issues except age. For she was now 92 years old. Rave held the hand as the woman stared blankly in his direction. "Rave are you still here?" The woman asked her hazel eyes cloudy with blindness.
"Yes, Everlyn, my dear. I am still here." She smiled at the sound of his voice. "You sound exactly as you did when you first spoke to me when I was six." She said with a rich laugh until she lost her breathe. Rave gently stroked her cheek. "You still remember that day?" he asked a laugh in his throat only to be held down with that awful clicking in his heart. "Rave why don't you ever age? If only you could die old with me, then your heart would be at ease." She said reaching knowingly for his chest tapping it lightly. Rave bowed his head kissing the arm gently. "You know me too well Everlyn." He said sadly as he smirked. "You know it seems like only a few days ago when your father gave his life for your protection. You get to value this time with so much more clarity than I. Your time is shorter while mine is forever. Know this though my Everlyn. You made my existence meaningful." He murmured softly into Everlyn's ear only wanting her to know and she chuckled.
"Oh Rave you make my heart melt with those words. But you know as well as I how my last words must be spent. I love you but Rave... My curator, my love you are Dissmissed live on." Rave nodded closing Everlyn's eyes and kissing her eyelids. He then reached for her neck pulling away his feather from her necklace. He blew on it and he burst into feathers and flew away.