I am Looking for talented writersvery offensive. We are all talented here, except you seem to have not posted any work yet. Hm
JustToby wrote:Maybe this is just you dude, but pretty much every storybook around doesn't have this 'accepted' thing. It is first in. You don't turn anyone down. You te not a publisher, so I findI am Looking for talented writersvery offensive. We are all talented here, except you seem to have not posted any work yet. Hm
Sooo, yeah. Another thing, while you are the leader of this storybook, it is very body involved storybook.
You told me you didn't know what to write when you posted.
I thought this was Your storybook?
goofysmurf2 wrote:Jordan Pierre
you have no right to say who can and cant be in this storybook! I may have no work but my account as banned so now i have this one. everyone wants this because the other ones are filled.
JordanPierre2000 wrote:
Renias waked though the crowded streets of Mylonos. This was one of th biggest capitals and Renias hated going here. The streets were packed with people trying to sell useless things that would break and collapse as soon as you took it away from the stall and carriages waiting to take rich persons to and from houses. Renias preferred the country air and trotting through mud to get satasfaction on of killing a deer. Instead he had this. Oh well he thought to him self looks like I have to keep walking. He made this trip every five months. The average trek for supplies. A
Person bumped into Renias
"watch where your going mate." he said in a disgusted voice. Renias kept walking not wanting to draw attention to himself. he turned
Left at the end of the street into an alley he didn't usually pass through. he could see why. The putrid smell of garbage and waste was nearly unbearable. Scabs we lining the streets hoping that at any second he would trp over and become vulnerable. He put his hand on the hilt of sword and didn't take it off until the end of the alley. The street he walked into wasn't nearly as busy as the main street. A few people were wondering around, but that was it. Good, he thought to himself, I don't like the soldiers walking into my business. I walked over to the door of the biggest house on the street. I knocked in a pattern so the person inside would know it was him. The dor burst open and there was a strange scruffy man standing in the door way.
"you haven't given your payments in." he said to the man in a calm but threatening voice. The mans eyes widened in shock as he realized that Renais wasn't going to spare his life if he paid. Renias was a assassin.
JustToby wrote:Jordan Pierre where is your application then?
I don't see it....
Does anyone else? You migh not be accepted young man.
Another thing, you seem to be getting a bit agitated, if this was your storybook so to speak, you'd be trying to calm this down.
You also are getting a bit up yourself about this exodus to the mountain thing. So I read it. Do you want us to review it?
I won't, unless you ask...
goofysmurf2 wrote:Jordan Pierre
you have no right to say who can and cant be in this storybook! I may have no work but my account as banned so now i have this one. everyone wants this because the other ones are filled.