spadeguy (2013-08-14 14:47:41)

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In a dark forest where dangerous creatures roam, a group of bandits reside in a settlement. The Blue Bandits often tormented a port town directly outside of the forest. Blue is a female bandit with blue hair, and ragged clothes. She is ruthless, and if disobeyed, would easily hit one of her group, but not kill them.
"Where IS that child!? Only 10 and he's been wandering throughout the forest for days..." she said, looking at Wen, a fat, fat man.

"WHA! Days?!? If he's dead, his grandmother will surely command the marines to kill us all! I'll go get him!"

A moment of silence throughout the entire bandit settlement was broken with a loud laughter as the bandits continued they're daily activities.

Blue began speaking loudly, "Paul knows what he got his grandson into! If the marine Fleet Admiral wants to give a 10 year old to a group of bandits, he shouldn't expe-"
Suddenly the door burst open. A young child entered the room, scratched up and bruised, he walked several feet, then turned around smiling and said,

"Oh"

His arm stretched his arm out of the door, and then he stomped both feet like a sumo wrestler. most of the medium sized building came crashing down as a huge boar flew through the wall, and crashed into the child.

"Wen... A FEAST! This child is fine by me! Where is he anyway?"
Blue looked around, but the muffled sound of a child remained constant.
"OH NO! HE'S UNDERNEATH THE BOAR, HE'LL BE SUFFOCATED!"

She ran and lifted the huge boar, then pulled the child out by his foot. At first he was dangling, but then his legs stretched and his face hit the ground. Ouch...

"MRRMPH"
"What's that? I can't hear you!"
Blue swung the child around and he flew through the wall and outside of the building.

"That child is weird..."

Later that night...

In the center of the bandit settlement, a large bonfire was held. In the center a large boar was suspended just above the fire, and getting carved by Wen, who was being careful not to fall.

"Hmm... so much to do, so much to do. This is hard wor-"
"IS IT DONE YET?"

Wen screamed and jumped, almost falling into the fire. He looked at the child and laughed.

"If you're so hungry, you can carve th-"
"No"

The child jumped away, and landed with a roll on the ground, and then ran off with a chunk of meat in his mouth.

"AARON YOU LITTLE BRAT!" Wen screamed.

He ran, into the dark forest, and kept going. He basically lived there. Well not specifically. He weaved agilely throughout the forest, and arrived at a large tree. He stretched his arm up to a branch, and slingshot his way up. He landed on a large branch that was flat on top, but round on the bottom, and walked forward, parting and replacing the leaves. Inside the large tree was a bed of leaves and nothing more. He layed down and dozed off...

"It's fine... I'll eat tomorrow when I go to town."

He thought. After all, he'd usually get free food from his friend the shopkeeper.

"Besides, I'm sure they'll need help!"

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spadeguy (2013-08-14 14:49:22)

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This story will pick up, I promise. I'm just lacking motivation
Also, just for fun, I want some stupid name suggestions for secondary characters.

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MeNobody14 (2013-08-14 15:02:49)

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Two of these? Hmmm..

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spadeguy (2013-08-14 15:15:02)

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Really? 3DS glitch. Funny... I'll delete one.

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MeNobody14 (2013-08-14 16:37:41)

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^Interesting. Glitches like that have been popping up quite frequently.

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spadeguy (2013-08-15 03:50:08)

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Aaron slept well that night, and woke in the afternoon the next day. Light shined through the leaves surrounding his treedome. He got up, and held his arm out, grabbing something. He lifted it, and made tying gestures around his waist, and suddenly a green cloth fabricated. It was a mood item, changing colors with the mood of the wearer. He then jumped out of the tree and landed on the hard jungle floor, then bounced high up. He hurled his arms out and they stretched to a faraway branch, and he swung. He continued this until he made his way to the bandit village.

"BLUE BLUE! I'm checking in!" Aaron said.
"Well does it matter? You may be a 10 year old, but I don't really care for you." Blue replied coldly.
"Go do what you want, just try not to get yourself killed."

Aaron nodded and laughed, then ran out of bandit village. He entered the forest, as this was the day he'd do something bold.

A group of kids have been picking on him, and he was sick of it. Within a couple of hours, he was in town. He made his way to town.

The town was somewhat medium sized. It had several wooden buildings, most had several floors. It was one of those places where everybody knows everybody. Aaron entered a bar titled the Rusty Shank, and sat down in front of the bartender station.

"Rust! I wanna beer!" He shouted, "under rocks!"

An athletic looking man with a scar on his cheek, and dark brown hair stared at him then stared.
"Sorry Aaron, haha, the phrase is 'On the rocks' alcohol isn't for little kids! It's for men, like me!" he said pouring a glass of apple juice.
"Have this instead! On the house."

Aaron guzzled it down!

Aaron: I am a real man!

Rust: No, it was a test. Real men don't drink juice!

Aaron: You wanna fight about it!

The people in the bar began taunting Aaron, which was usual activity, but he knew they were just playing. Suddenly the door burst open as a group of people entered with an overweight man in front. He walked ahead, and the bar got silent.

"Give me all of your beer, or I, the infamous bandit Cain, will take your money!" He said looking at Rust directly.

A man walked past Cain and held a gun at Rust's head. Rust took a seat, and sat down. He poured a glass of wine, and placed it on the table, then began drinking straight from the bottle.

"Is this where you wish to die!?"

"You aren't strong enough to choose that for me." Rust said, as the people in the bar stood up and drew weapons. One shot from across the room killing the man holding Rust hostage.

"Now... get out."

They began running away, and Aaron sat, wide-eyed astonished at the bravery of Rust.
"Where did you learn to be so brave?!?" Aaron asked. A bar patron laughed and patted his shoulder then said

"Rust used to be a great pirate! He traveled the world, discovering tons of things."

"Maxwell! Dont put it that way!" Rust shouted, "You're making it seem like a life of good times and eternal happiness, when there are VERY bad things out there!"
"Woah! Eternal happiness?!?" Aaron said, "That sounds great! I made my mind up... I'll be a pira-" Suddenly he heard familiar laughter outside.

Shane

He got up, and dashed out of the bar. Outside, Aaron saw Shane, his rival of sorts.

"Pirate huh? Yeah I heard. You'll never make it as a pirate. You're waaay too childish."

"I'll become a great pirate! There'll be cookies and everything!" Aaron snapped.
Shane pushed him, and began taunting.

"Take this!" Aaron shouted, kicking Shane in the chest.

Shane staggered back and then regained stability. He ran forward and launched a punch at Aaron who dodged, and began celebrating his dodge.

"Yeah! I did it! He mis-"
He was hit in the face, and flew into the wall behind him hard. He ran forward and launched a punch, using his stretching ability. The bystanders stared onwards, and all were shocked by his ability. Shane, whos jaw was dropped received a punch in the balls.

"Ooh... I aimed too low. Well I sti-" Aarons fist retracted and hit him in the face. He fell back in a daze and was lifted by his arm, bu none other than Rust.

"Aaron! What did I say about using your 'Rubber-aura' power?! People can't handle it..."
Aaron laughed, as the mood cloth next on his waist began emitting a green aura, meaning he was happy.

"Yep... I'll make a great pirate!

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