BigBadBear wrote:I don't understand why you are all against him. Name 5 specific things that he plagiarized and from what book/movie.
I don't understand why you are all against him. Name 5 specific things that he plagiarized and from what book/movie.
Hmmm... which story idea do you think he should write next you guys?

Blink wrote:A young handsome farm boy named Luke who doesn't know who is parents are lives with his uncle and while talking to a strange man of the village named Obi-Wan his uncle is murdered by soldiers serving the empire, formed by a Jedi traitor with his apprentice, and burns. Kenobi gives him a lightsabre and teaches him the ways of the force. While on their way to a rebel base they come across a hologram telling them to rescue a princess. They turn off course and fly to save her, but it is a trick and Obi-Wan dies but the princess survives. They reach the rebel base and there is a battle which he wins by flying a ship.
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A young handsome farm boy named Eragon who doesn't know who is parents are lives with his uncle and while talking to a strange man of the village named Brom his uncle is murdered by soldiers serving the empire, formed by a Dragonrider traitor with his apprentice, and burns. Brom gives him a sword and teaches him the ways of magic. While on their way to a rebel base Eragon has a dream telling them to rescue a princess. They turn off course and fly to save her, but it is a trick and Brom dies but the princess survives. They reach the rebel base and there is a battle which he wins by flying a dragon.
The figure was tall, handsome, and devilishly sexy. His face was finely chiseled, manly and his eyes were crepuscular pools of magma that shone like long-suffering stars. Cascades of divine and choral music fell like a waterfall in Hawaii around him, and fog drifted in vertiginous spirals, shifting through all hues of the rainbow.
Eragon was bowled over by the image of perfection before him and knelt in instinctual reverence.
"Who are you, o great one?" asked Eragon, his voice strained as the light and sounds of angelic trumpets reached a staggering crescendo.
"I'm Christopher Paolini, your creator."
Do you think they will be called Leika and Lua?