Random Novel
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I just used a random picture I had on my computer.
I am planning on writing something along the lines of a novel here, but I don't have time tonight, so I will probably post the first chapter this weekend.
Also, after I post each chapter, anyone can post comments, if they wish, on my story. I'd enjoy seeing criticisms of my writing, or just people talking about what they thought of it, or just what ever else. BUT, I will not change my story any to anyone's liking except for my own. This will be an original story, as written by me.
[size=15]List of Chapters:[/h]
Chapter 0: Epilogue Part 1
Chapter 0.5: Epilogue Part 2
Chapter 0.75: Epilogue Part 3 Under construction
I am planning on writing something along the lines of a novel here, but I don't have time tonight, so I will probably post the first chapter this weekend.
Also, after I post each chapter, anyone can post comments, if they wish, on my story. I'd enjoy seeing criticisms of my writing, or just people talking about what they thought of it, or just what ever else. BUT, I will not change my story any to anyone's liking except for my own. This will be an original story, as written by me.
[size=15]List of Chapters:[/h]
Chapter 0: Epilogue Part 1
Chapter 0.5: Epilogue Part 2
Chapter 0.75: Epilogue Part 3 Under construction
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Epilogue: Part 1
The year is 2040. This is the year of revolutions. It started out in China. At the start of the year, a small movement rose up against the government. They couldn't take the way it had been going for the past couple of decades anymore. It started out small, then it grew in numbers. The Chinese sent their Nation Guard troops to quell the riots, but the people just came back stronger. Bombing and destroying government buildings. Then, the Revolution Movement swept across the Asian continent like wildfire. The next area hit was Japan, then India. Leading all the way to Russia last. Russia took the longest for the movement to take over, since it is so large.
After Russia fell, the Nations of Europe were quickly taken down as well. The last country to go there was France surprisingly. Before France fell, the Movement had reached its way to the Indonesian islands, Australia and Africa. By the time France fell, Australia was the last country to survive the Movement. Though a few weeks later, Australia fell as well.
At this time, only South America and North America were left for the Movement to take. It wasn't too long before it came to South America, and it made a record there for over-turning those governments. A short 2 weeks was all it took. The Movement was working its way up the Central American area, when it came from Greenland, taking Canada in under 3 weeks. By that time, America was the last standing government in a world of what the American government called, Anarchy. America surrendered Alaska and Hawaii early to the Movement, to lengthen the amount of time it would take for them to reach its borders.
The American government held a conference with those that lead the movement at that time. The so called "Council of Humanity". It was made up of 10 members with one head Councilman to lead the debates that took place in the Council, and to break tie breakers. The delegation met in Ontario, Canada on August 30th, 2040. The goings on in that delegation were classified, and were never to be seen by the public, but the Movement decided to post the entirety of the delegation on the Internet, letting the whole world to see. This apparently violated the first rule both sides agreed to, before they started the delegation. That the contents of this first Delegation shall be closed from the outside world and only know to those present. The American government took this as a hostile act and on September 10th, they launched a preemptive attack against the Movement. It is now October 13th, 2040, nicknamed Red October.
The first week of the attack was a joke. The American government sent everything it had to the so-called "Capital" of the Movement located in Neo-Paris, Neo-France. Neo-Paris fell in one day, but the Movement took this chance and lead a strike on America the following day. The Council, had know that this would happen, and held their headquarters in Neo-Barcelona, Neo-Spain. The American citizens, brain-washed by American propaganda, offered massive resistance to the Movement. The Movement advanced slowly through America. On this day, we have approximately 15 states left from the original 48 we started with. And this is the start of my story.
The year is 2040. This is the year of revolutions. It started out in China. At the start of the year, a small movement rose up against the government. They couldn't take the way it had been going for the past couple of decades anymore. It started out small, then it grew in numbers. The Chinese sent their Nation Guard troops to quell the riots, but the people just came back stronger. Bombing and destroying government buildings. Then, the Revolution Movement swept across the Asian continent like wildfire. The next area hit was Japan, then India. Leading all the way to Russia last. Russia took the longest for the movement to take over, since it is so large.
After Russia fell, the Nations of Europe were quickly taken down as well. The last country to go there was France surprisingly. Before France fell, the Movement had reached its way to the Indonesian islands, Australia and Africa. By the time France fell, Australia was the last country to survive the Movement. Though a few weeks later, Australia fell as well.
At this time, only South America and North America were left for the Movement to take. It wasn't too long before it came to South America, and it made a record there for over-turning those governments. A short 2 weeks was all it took. The Movement was working its way up the Central American area, when it came from Greenland, taking Canada in under 3 weeks. By that time, America was the last standing government in a world of what the American government called, Anarchy. America surrendered Alaska and Hawaii early to the Movement, to lengthen the amount of time it would take for them to reach its borders.
The American government held a conference with those that lead the movement at that time. The so called "Council of Humanity". It was made up of 10 members with one head Councilman to lead the debates that took place in the Council, and to break tie breakers. The delegation met in Ontario, Canada on August 30th, 2040. The goings on in that delegation were classified, and were never to be seen by the public, but the Movement decided to post the entirety of the delegation on the Internet, letting the whole world to see. This apparently violated the first rule both sides agreed to, before they started the delegation. That the contents of this first Delegation shall be closed from the outside world and only know to those present. The American government took this as a hostile act and on September 10th, they launched a preemptive attack against the Movement. It is now October 13th, 2040, nicknamed Red October.
The first week of the attack was a joke. The American government sent everything it had to the so-called "Capital" of the Movement located in Neo-Paris, Neo-France. Neo-Paris fell in one day, but the Movement took this chance and lead a strike on America the following day. The Council, had know that this would happen, and held their headquarters in Neo-Barcelona, Neo-Spain. The American citizens, brain-washed by American propaganda, offered massive resistance to the Movement. The Movement advanced slowly through America. On this day, we have approximately 15 states left from the original 48 we started with. And this is the start of my story.
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Looking good, Zandorf. Always loved these types of stories. I'm already hyped up with this prologue you set up.
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Lol, I'm not going to lie. The main reason I clicked on this was because the link said Random Novel by The Randomness, since The Randomness was the last one to post, so I didn't know what to expect.
I'm glad I stopped by though, I liked the direction, but it needs a little focus, which will of course will come with time as you write more.
I'm glad I stopped by though, I liked the direction, but it needs a little focus, which will of course will come with time as you write more.
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Epilogue Part 2:
As I said, the day is October 13th, 2040. I am a gunner corporal with the United States Army, 12th division, located in Roanoke, Virginia. My name is Jacob Stanfield. We had just been pushed back from Wahington DC by the Movement. We were lucky to have held Washington for that long. The Movement had came from Canada and Mexico, taking us by surprise. We quickly lost the west coast, and were put on the defensive as the attacks stated pincering us and forcing us back. By the start of the 4th week of attacks, we only remained to hold the United States up to the point from the east coast to the Mississippi River.
A few days after we were pushed back, the Movement made a move from Canada down the area of New England. We had kinda expected something like that to happen, but the pitiful defenses we had put up mounted to nothing. They swept down the coast and took us by storm. We soon lost a few more states, leaving us with the states of West Virginia, Virginia, North and South Carolina, Georgia, Florida, Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio, Indiana, Michigan, Illinois, and Wisconsin.
Now to the meat of the story. The Movement made it's way through the Virginias to Roanoke, the last line of defense for the USA. This was the line, and we needed to hold it. If we failed, the USA would fall.
It was early in the morning. We were all asleep in our barracks, as we finished some rigorous training the day before. Before we knew it, the first explosions were set off. They hit the area around Roanoke like it was making swiss cheese. The entire fort was forced awake by the after shocks of the shells, and the noise of the forts bombing siren. We all scrambled awake, quickly got some sort of clothing on, and made our way to the Armory. We each grabbed out M16s and ammo belts and got the hell out of the fort, heading towards the town. But, as soon as I got out of the Armory, the building exploded, sending me flying 20 ft forward, also sending shrapnel everywhere. It didn't matter right now. I had to get my ass to the front line and hold the position for as long as I could.
I run through the now abandoned streets of the city, running from building to building. Hiding, and looking for the enemy. I can hear the distant rolling of the tanks nearby, but I just pay more attention to what I'm searching for. As I round the next corner, I see a line of troops. Well, more like a line of militia men. I keep close to the building, watching what they were doing. They were mad! They were marching right at the tank line! I couldn't fathom their reasons, but before I could think further, the tank line started.... well, exploding. Tank after tank exploded before they could get a single shot off. It seems all those line infantry had anti-tank guns. And they were using them superbly well.
I trace my steps back, heading towards their front line. I hole myself into the old First National Bank building, with it's sturdy walls, meant to hold out in a siege. I take my grenade launcher attachment, and put one of the 10 bullets I have into it, and attach it to the end of my M16. I crouch near the entrance, waiting for them to march a little closer. But, I spot some of my comrades, coming towards my position. They take up residence in the nearby buildings as well. Since I am now the head of the strike team, I give them the signal to wait for the Movement line to get closer, a simple fist raised a little in the air.
As soon as their line got within 50 yards, I move my hand forward in a fashion, stating to fire-at-will. Within milli-seconds, the others release their grenades into the front line of the troops, putting holes in their formation. The line of troops didn't stop coming. We sent shell after shell of rounds into their line, until we spent out 10 grenades, but their line kept coming. Of course, they didn't just take it doing nothing. We had artillery fire coming down on our position within seconds of firing at them. The buildings all around us started to crumble as they took shell after shell of artillery ammo. With the dust of destroying buildings raising in the air, I signaled for a seize-fire. I waited, still having the shells bombarding our location, one landing not far from me.
The dust started to settle, as the shelling died down as their troops got closer to us. It got really quiet, but I could feel the tension in the air. I readied my M16 and set my extra ammo near me, 2000 rounds worth, and waited.
It felt like it was taking a life time to see their front line. But soon enough, their front line made their way through settling dust. I gave the hold signal, waiting until they were closer. I should have known that this would have happened. As soon as I gave the hold signal, one person who didn't see the signal, fired upon the line of men moving closer on our position. That blew it for me. I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to get the hell out of this position, so I ordered everyone to shot to their hearts content.
((Part 3 to come soon, sorry guys that the epilogue is so long.))
As I said, the day is October 13th, 2040. I am a gunner corporal with the United States Army, 12th division, located in Roanoke, Virginia. My name is Jacob Stanfield. We had just been pushed back from Wahington DC by the Movement. We were lucky to have held Washington for that long. The Movement had came from Canada and Mexico, taking us by surprise. We quickly lost the west coast, and were put on the defensive as the attacks stated pincering us and forcing us back. By the start of the 4th week of attacks, we only remained to hold the United States up to the point from the east coast to the Mississippi River.
A few days after we were pushed back, the Movement made a move from Canada down the area of New England. We had kinda expected something like that to happen, but the pitiful defenses we had put up mounted to nothing. They swept down the coast and took us by storm. We soon lost a few more states, leaving us with the states of West Virginia, Virginia, North and South Carolina, Georgia, Florida, Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio, Indiana, Michigan, Illinois, and Wisconsin.
Now to the meat of the story. The Movement made it's way through the Virginias to Roanoke, the last line of defense for the USA. This was the line, and we needed to hold it. If we failed, the USA would fall.
It was early in the morning. We were all asleep in our barracks, as we finished some rigorous training the day before. Before we knew it, the first explosions were set off. They hit the area around Roanoke like it was making swiss cheese. The entire fort was forced awake by the after shocks of the shells, and the noise of the forts bombing siren. We all scrambled awake, quickly got some sort of clothing on, and made our way to the Armory. We each grabbed out M16s and ammo belts and got the hell out of the fort, heading towards the town. But, as soon as I got out of the Armory, the building exploded, sending me flying 20 ft forward, also sending shrapnel everywhere. It didn't matter right now. I had to get my ass to the front line and hold the position for as long as I could.
I run through the now abandoned streets of the city, running from building to building. Hiding, and looking for the enemy. I can hear the distant rolling of the tanks nearby, but I just pay more attention to what I'm searching for. As I round the next corner, I see a line of troops. Well, more like a line of militia men. I keep close to the building, watching what they were doing. They were mad! They were marching right at the tank line! I couldn't fathom their reasons, but before I could think further, the tank line started.... well, exploding. Tank after tank exploded before they could get a single shot off. It seems all those line infantry had anti-tank guns. And they were using them superbly well.
I trace my steps back, heading towards their front line. I hole myself into the old First National Bank building, with it's sturdy walls, meant to hold out in a siege. I take my grenade launcher attachment, and put one of the 10 bullets I have into it, and attach it to the end of my M16. I crouch near the entrance, waiting for them to march a little closer. But, I spot some of my comrades, coming towards my position. They take up residence in the nearby buildings as well. Since I am now the head of the strike team, I give them the signal to wait for the Movement line to get closer, a simple fist raised a little in the air.
As soon as their line got within 50 yards, I move my hand forward in a fashion, stating to fire-at-will. Within milli-seconds, the others release their grenades into the front line of the troops, putting holes in their formation. The line of troops didn't stop coming. We sent shell after shell of rounds into their line, until we spent out 10 grenades, but their line kept coming. Of course, they didn't just take it doing nothing. We had artillery fire coming down on our position within seconds of firing at them. The buildings all around us started to crumble as they took shell after shell of artillery ammo. With the dust of destroying buildings raising in the air, I signaled for a seize-fire. I waited, still having the shells bombarding our location, one landing not far from me.
The dust started to settle, as the shelling died down as their troops got closer to us. It got really quiet, but I could feel the tension in the air. I readied my M16 and set my extra ammo near me, 2000 rounds worth, and waited.
It felt like it was taking a life time to see their front line. But soon enough, their front line made their way through settling dust. I gave the hold signal, waiting until they were closer. I should have known that this would have happened. As soon as I gave the hold signal, one person who didn't see the signal, fired upon the line of men moving closer on our position. That blew it for me. I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to get the hell out of this position, so I ordered everyone to shot to their hearts content.
((Part 3 to come soon, sorry guys that the epilogue is so long.))
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Ok, Zan... you want my opinions and here they are... I coddle no one when it comes to writing. :)
Intro could use some spice... even the facts can be spiced up.
I dont like your short sentences... elaboarte a picture for me.
Red October... arent you stealing needlessly form a movie there. show me some creativity.
Ok, your sentiments are noted, but dont be so blantant with them... casual insertion is better in story-telling... don't bombard me with opinions. :) My two cents about your first bit... now going to read you 2nd bit.
Intro could use some spice... even the facts can be spiced up.
I dont like your short sentences... elaboarte a picture for me.
Red October... arent you stealing needlessly form a movie there. show me some creativity.
Ok, your sentiments are noted, but dont be so blantant with them... casual insertion is better in story-telling... don't bombard me with opinions. :) My two cents about your first bit... now going to read you 2nd bit.
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Zandorf wrote...
Spoiler:
haha, np, but I am harsh so dont ask if you dont want me to tear into it... I left some specifics alone, but am good for now. You seemed to want to run through the first bit some, and I get it... but you should try to catch the readers interest anyway. Why should I read something you dont even care about? All of those facts/premise should be broken up some.
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SmittenKitten wrote...
haha, np, but I am harsh so dont ask if you dont want me to tear into it... I left some specifics alone, but am good for now. You seemed to want to run through the first bit some, and I get it... but you should try to catch the readers interest anyway. Why should I read something you dont even care about? All of those facts/premise should be broken up some.No no. I thank you for your harshness. It helps me improve. :3
But I was just writing an Epilogue. Who would really read that in a novel? I didn't until recently, like a week ago. :/
And this epilogue was just to get the reader caught up on what date it is and what has happened so far.
Part 2 and 3 are from the Gunner corporal's point of view. I won't reveal anything yet, but I thought it might liven it up a bit.
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Zandorf wrote...
SmittenKitten wrote...
haha, np, but I am harsh so dont ask if you dont want me to tear into it... I left some specifics alone, but am good for now. You seemed to want to run through the first bit some, and I get it... but you should try to catch the readers interest anyway. Why should I read something you dont even care about? All of those facts/premise should be broken up some.No no. I thank you for your harshness. It helps me improve. :3
But I was just writing an Epilogue. Who would really read that in a novel? I didn't until recently, like a week ago. :/
And this epilogue was just to get the reader caught up on what date it is and what has happened so far.
Part 2 and 3 are from the Gunner corporal's point of view. I won't reveal anything yet, but I thought it might liven it up a bit.
Ok, well I still warn you to be careful... you cant run through writing... even if its just facts. You have to take care in every word you put down otherwise I wont. Words are beautiful things... slaves to your pens and typing, you have to use them well. :) Slaves!!!! Dont be afraid to expand your vocab, reach out and touch those words you dont know and look them up to be sure you're using them right. ;)
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SmittenKitten wrote...
Ok, well I still warn you to be careful... you cant run through writing... even if its just facts. You have to take care in every word you put down otherwise I wont. Words are beautiful things... slaves to your pens and typing, you have to use them well. :) Slaves!!!! Dont be afraid to expand your vocab, reach out and touch those words you dont know and look them up to be sure you're using them right. ;)
Okay. Taken into consideration. Next thing. I hope you do appreciate that I am trying to put some extreme thought into this? It took me 12 hours to write the first part, and about 18 hours to write the second part. I have no clue how long it will take for me to write the third part. :/
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Zandorf wrote...
SmittenKitten wrote...
Ok, well I still warn you to be careful... you cant run through writing... even if its just facts. You have to take care in every word you put down otherwise I wont. Words are beautiful things... slaves to your pens and typing, you have to use them well. :) Slaves!!!! Dont be afraid to expand your vocab, reach out and touch those words you dont know and look them up to be sure you're using them right. ;)
Okay. Taken into consideration. Next thing. I hope you do appreciate that I am trying to put some extreme thought into this? It took me 12 hours to write the first part, and about 18 hours to write the second part. I have no clue how long it will take for me to write the third part. :/
*hugs Zan* I can appreciate. :) Still must be upfront with you though if I am supposed (if you pick at this word, I will keel you, lol, means nothing) to keep reading this. ;)
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Zandorf wrote...
SmittenKitten wrote...
Zandorf wrote...
SmittenKitten wrote...
Ok, well I still warn you to be careful... you cant run through writing... even if its just facts. You have to take care in every word you put down otherwise I wont. Words are beautiful things... slaves to your pens and typing, you have to use them well. :) Slaves!!!! Dont be afraid to expand your vocab, reach out and touch those words you dont know and look them up to be sure you're using them right. ;)
Okay. Taken into consideration. Next thing. I hope you do appreciate that I am trying to put some extreme thought into this? It took me 12 hours to write the first part, and about 18 hours to write the second part. I have no clue how long it will take for me to write the third part. :/
*hugs Zan* I can appreciate. :) Still must be upfront with you though if I am supposed to keep reading this. ;)
That's fine. Slam it all you want, I can take it. :3
:D Ok, good night! *hugs Zan again*
