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Sun Sep 03, 2006 5:49 am
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The gryphon entered the great hall. The court was gone, which would be unusual for a casual visitor. But for a Captain of the King's Own, it was nothing new. The King usually gave him the more secret tasks, especially those that he needed completed.

The gryphon approached the throne and bowed before it, spreading his wings to their maximum length.

"Arise Fallon of the Guard," the King said. Fallon brought himself out of the bow.

"Your Majesty sent for me?"

"Yes. I have a mission for you of special importance," the King said.

"I am your servant. What mission do you ask of me."

"I want you to take this Ewe and this Llama to Lyra the Enchantress." Fallon blinked a few times.

"I take it these aren't simple animals."

"Not at all. That is not your concern though. Your job is to escort them from Lyra and back here. I need you to pick your best men for this mission."

"I have a few in mind Your Majesty."

"Excellent. Here are your instructions. Outside of town there is a sheep herd. Dress your men in peasant clothing and proceed to Lyra's place as quickly as possible.. Good luck Fallon," the King said as he gave Fallon an envelope.

"Thank you Your Majesty," Fallon said, placing the envelope in his webbing underneath a wing.

The Ewe and the Llama followed Fallon out of the court.

"This is nuts," Fallon said.

"Tell me about it," the Llama said.

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Some ground rules.

1. This Storybook is rated PG-13. Keep all material at or below that range. Any violations will be edited.

2. No evil characters. Keep all characters you write for in the guard or directly associated with the flock. Evil villians are NPC's.

3. Concerning joining the story. I have no objection to new contributors. If you join after the story has started, please consider being a member of the guard. A few NPC guards will be with the flock, just in case. At the very least, the newbies should have a tolerance for hanging around sheep.

4. About magic. Magic in this society isn't really present. Some people, like Lyra, possess it, but these people aren't really the type to join some random sheep herd. If anyone did possess magic, the King wouldn't be sending them to some Enchantress in a distant land.

So, magic is forbidden to our humble characters.

5. A note about the type of people who would join a sheep herd. Generally, these people are desperate. Anyone of respectable size or power wouldn't waste their time on peasants that smell of sheep manure. Mercenaries might not mind the smell, but I doubt they'd find any money in guarding sheep.

In fact, mercs seem like the sort of people who would try to steal them.

6. Absolutely forbidden character types: Half-anything (possible exception for half-elves, but beyond that...), Dark Species (Vampires, Dark Elves, Trolls, etc.), and royalty (we got enough of them already.)

7. Character Bios. I discourage them (it takes away all the fun of discovering a character) but if you want to post one, then you may.

8. Concerning spelling. If you know your spelling to be a little less than what it ought to be, please use the spell check button. I don't mind a small typo here or there, but if whole sentences are incoherent, then I will ask you to use the spell check function. (Note: I will not edit misspelled words, this is your responsibility.)

9. Concerning the rules of grammar and capitalization. I won't execute you if you put a comma where a semi-colon should be, but if you write a paragraph without capitalization or a single mark of punctuation, then I will ask you to edit your post.

10. Concerning the Omnipotent. While certain forces (like luck and irony) may influence the fortunes of our characters, I would prefer it if we didn't have any divine appearances. Super characters (i.e. Warriors that are capable of felling any opponent and any number of them) will be considered divine since they are unkillable. I don't plan on killing any of the characters, but the threat of death should at least influence their thinking.

11. No Team Killing. Storybook writing is a team activity, killing a fellow author's character is considered team killing. If an author leaves a storybook or if the character becomes inactive (the author hasn't written for that character for a couple months) then the character becomes an open character. If this is the case, another author may take up the character.

12. No God-moding. If you should hit another persons character, don't describe the impact. This way the other author can decide what happens to their character. The decision rests solely with the author of the character that is getting hit, although I heavily encourage authors to be realistic with their characters. If the punch is thrown by a drunk, it might make sense for him to miss. If the punch is thrown by a sober bouncer, then it is much less likely that your drunk character will be able to avoid that rock the bouncer calls a fist.

If you must fight, I recommend being very vague. So instead of describing a fist fight blow by blow, you could instead say "A fist fight broke out between the two."

13. Final Word. These rules are very general. Their intent is to provide an interesting, even, and understandable environment in which we can write. If you see something that should be here, please say so. If you have an idea on there that contradicts one of the rules, run it past me, but don't hold hope.

Alright, those are the rules. If you made it this far, you are probably perfect for writing here.
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Sun Sep 03, 2006 2:09 pm
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(Are ninjas considered super characters? I want to make my character a ninja, but the way I want him to fight is by using his brain so he doesn't have to use his fists, like setting traps and playing tricks to decieve a foe. If that's considered out of the question then I'll make a new character.)

Name: Shadow
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Occupation: Ninja, Royal Guard Elite Soilder
Personality: Vague.
History: The only thing known about this character is that he's from another country in the far east.
Appearance: He wears dark clothing to better hide himself in the shadows. He wears a bandana over his face that hides his mouth. He has long, spiky silver hair that stands straight up.
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Sun Sep 03, 2006 2:52 pm
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Name: Willynilly Bellencamp
Age: 70
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Occupation: Inventor
Personality: Quirky and dauntless, Willy is always upbeat and positive. An eternal optimist.
Appearance: Tiny gnome with long, straight black hair and a ridiculous moustache that he cares for obsessive compulsively.

Well....he's not half anything. ;)
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Sun Sep 03, 2006 10:29 pm
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Dynamo wrote:(Are ninjas considered super characters? I want to make my character a ninja, but the way I want him to fight is by using his brain so he doesn't have to use his fists, like setting traps and playing tricks to decieve a foe. If that's considered out of the question then I'll make a new character.)

Name: Shadow
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Occupation: Ninja, Royal Guard Elite Soilder
Personality: Vague.
History: The only thing known about this character is that he's from another country in the far east.
Appearance: He wears dark clothing to better hide himself in the shadows. He wears a bandana over his face that hides his mouth. He has long, spiky silver hair that stands straight up.


It depends on how you view a ninja. If a ninja is a commando that is very well trained in stealth and swordsmanship, then no, he's not a super character.

If you view a ninja as a hyper warrior that kills everyone and everything with relative ease, then yes, he is a super character, which violates character balance.

In the first case, the ninja is good, so long as he remains undetected. So long as he engages enemies one by one in a covert manner, he keeps his power.

In the second case though, the ninja isn't a stealth warrior, just a killing machine. Such ninjas are similar to this persons perception. Not good.

Even though your character is over-qualified for the job, it might be funny trying to explain the intricacies of sheep herding to a ninja.

Phoenix- Somebody read my Squills post.

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Mon Sep 04, 2006 1:08 am
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Well, it looks like we are posting our profiles, so here's mine:

Class: Thief/Rogue...
Name: Gary. Or Jax. Jax is cool.
Descript: Looks like a peasant. Wears a robe. Of average height. Lean and muscular. That's all you can see.
  





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Mon Sep 04, 2006 1:30 am
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Metalhead-

Your character probably will get picked up to join the mission by the guard. It won't make sense otherwise. If anyone tries to steal a sheep, they die. Just look at Dynamo's ninja.

I'll have Fallon pick your characters up individually.
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Mon Sep 04, 2006 1:31 am
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I'll PM you...

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Jax frowned as he noticed the horsemen, trotting through the street toward the market place, hands resting on their sword hilts. Sighing, he casually slipped a potato into a fold of his dirty robe and turned to walk away. Trying to ignore the men, Jax made his way to a grazing field, where a smile made its way across his face.

Then he heard the horse hooves, galloping behind him.
  





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Mon Sep 04, 2006 4:17 am
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(I'm glad my character is ok to use. I'm going to wait for everyone else to get to the mission area before I introduce Shadow to the group.)
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Mon Sep 04, 2006 8:06 am
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Fallon left with the Llama and the Ewe.

"So you talk?" Fallon said to the Llama.

"Yep."

"But you're a Llama."

"So? You're a gryphon."

"But all gryphons can talk. Llamas don't though."

"He talks too much," the Ewe said.

"What's your names?"

"It's-"

"Just the first name."

"Kail," the Llama said.

"Gail," the Ewe said.

"I see," Fallon said. It made sense now. "From now on your names are Felipe and Mary. Can you remember that?"

"Sure," Felipe said.

"Alright, no talking either of you. We're going down to headquarters."

The walk was a short one.

"Captain Fallon," the secretary said as he walked in.

"Yes Dorris?"

"I thought that after you talked with the King..."

"I'm going on a trip. Where's the usual suspects?"

"Shadow's in his office. Willy wants to see you too."

"Willy? Okay. I'll make sure I'll see him."

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"There is a Llama and a Ewe in the hall."

"Don't worry; they won't go anywhere," Fallon said to Dorris.

Fallon stopped by Shadow's office first.

Shadow wasn't visible. The room was empty.

"There's a field with a lot of sheep in it outside town. Several other guards are there. Deploy, be ready for light travel, don't worry about the clothing, it will be supplied. See you there in, say, half an hour?"

The room was silent in response.

"Good," Fallon said. He continued on down to the lab."

"Willy?"

"Fallon!"

Willy came around a table.

"How are you doing?" Fallon asked.

"Just fine," he changed his tone. "I heard you talked with the King."

"A lot of rumors flying around here."

"PLEASE! Can I go with you?"

"Well..." Fallon thought about it for a moment. The assignment the King gave him did seem rather simple, but all his assignments were like that to begin with.

"Do you have anything you need to work on here?"

"Nothing, all the major design work is finished. My assistants can finish them on their own."

"Alright then."

"You mean I can go?"

"Well, yes. Do you need some extra time to go home and pack?"

"Nope. I'm packed and ready to go," Willy said as he pulled out a pack from the closet. It dwarfed him in size.

"What do you have in that thing?"

"Everything and anything we might need."

"I can see that. Is it too heavy?"

"Nope. I go on hikes with it every weekend."

"You've been looking forward to this for a long while haven't you?"

"It isn't that obvious, is it?" Willy asked. Fallon opened his beak to answer, but decided against it. They left the labratory and went back to the front. Shadow's door was closed, with a small note saying that he'd be unavailable for an unknown period of time.

Fallon smiled. So much for an empty office. They continued past that office and found Dorris. Felipe was chewing on an office plant off to the side.

"Come on. Let's go. We'll be back soon Dorris," Fallon said.

"Good luck," she replied.

"You should behave yourself better," Fallon said.

"What did I do?" Willy asked.

"It's not- nevermind," Fallon said. Willy wasn't supposed to know that yet.

They made their way out of the city. The other guards were near the field. As Fallon approached, the guards noticed and stood up.

"Report," he said.

"Just a petty thief sir. I saw him swipe some food from a grocer. We caught him down here. We were just bringing him in.

"Fallon?" the prisioner said.

"Jax?" Fallon said. He turned back to the guard. "What were the charges again?" The guard brought out his paper.

"Petty Larceny, resisting arrest, and evading arrest."

"Well, then he has a choice. Jax, you can either go to jail or you can do a service for your country and have those crimes erased. What's your decision?"

"I think I'll go with the service. How many hours?"

"As many as needed. You're coming with me. Some of the others should be arriving soon," Fallon said.
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Mon Sep 04, 2006 1:59 pm
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Jax quickly turned to the guards holding him, a smug look on his face. Then, with a loud "HA!" he picked up his things and walked to the edge of the gatherers.
  





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Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:16 pm
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They arrived at the field with the sheep a few minutes later. When they got there Fallon noticed Shadow wasn't there.

"That's strange," Fallon said, "it's not like him to be late for anything."

Jax looked around in the field of sheep. "This is our assignment? I was expecting something a little bigger."

"Watch where your going," one of the sheep said.

"Oh, sorry. Hey, wait, sheep can't talk!"

The sheep stood up on its hind legs. It wasn't a sheep at all, it was Shadow disguised as a sheep. "You're very observant. You mind keeping it down, your ruining my plan."

"Shadow," Fallon asked, "what are you doing dressed like that?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Uh... no, it isn't."

"Then there's no point in me explaining." Shadow got back on the ground and disappeared among the rest of the sheep.

"Who the hell is that?" Jax asked.

"That's Shadow, our ninja." Fallon continued, "You'd better stay out of his way. He's mastered many forms of martial arts, some of which I can't even pronounce. He can kill you three different ways without using his hands."

Although Fallon knew it wasn't true, Shadow wanted him to say that whenever someone asked about him. It created an atmosphere of fear that kept low-lifes out of his way.
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Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:46 pm
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Haha, this looks great. It's too funny for me not to join.

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OCCUPATION: Shepherdess in training.
PERSONALITY: Usually talks too much and annoys the heck out of most people. She says whatever she feels like saying and doesn't care about hurting anyone's feelings.
APPEARANCE: Very short with two long black braids and freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks. Large black eyes, usually goes barefooted.
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Sounds good Areida.
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Name: Shawn Mcraye
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Gen app: Tall, Red headed, hazel eyes, and scarred.
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Sat Sep 09, 2006 10:19 pm
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Fallon was preparing to tell the others what the mission was, when he heard a noise coming towards him.

"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SHEEP!"

"Miss, you can't enter the field."

"THE HELL I CAN'T! WHO THE F*** IS IN CHARGE HERE?"

Fallon sighed. He could have the guard just stand there, but it wouldn't be fair. He moved towards the guard.

"What's the trouble here Sergeant?"

"ARE YOU THE A**HOLE IN CHARGE?!" the girl said. Fallon stopped a moment to appraise the girl. She was short, with freckles across her face and two braids that went down the back of her head. She also had language that would rival a stableboy, which she was now demonstrating as she complained to Fallon.

"What's your name?" Fallon growled. For a moment, she actually stopped talking.

"Bonnie McCheyne."

"Miss McCheyne, I am commandeering your herd on official guard business. I intend to transport these sheep to a destination that you are not allowed to know. In an equally unknown period of time, you will recieve the herd back. You will be compensated for any loss. Is this fair?"

"Can I keep the extra two sheep?"

"What extras?"

"I'm not an idiot. I have thirty sheep. There are 32 out there and a Llama," this caught the gryphon's attention. Though she didn't know his mission, she might comment to others about how odd it was that the guard should take an interest in her herd, and that two extra sheep were in it.

"No. You can't have the two extra sheep. You will only be compensated for any loss."

"Unacceptable."

"I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter. I've commandeered this herd. I will have this herd for as long as I need."

"Is everyone out there a guard?"

"Yes."

"Do any of them know anything about shepherding?"

This was something Fallon had not asked.

"How difficult can it be?"

"I'm coming with you. I'm not going to have you lose my entire herd because none of you IDIOTS never herded sheep before."

Which was just fine with Fallon. Her attitude was fiery, but she would make the act that much more convincing.
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