I was bored so I started scratching some ideas down in my notebook coming up with book titles such as "Brooze B - How He Lost it All" and making pictures to relate to the story, then I started writing down a rough draft of a Graal Story from my first experience of playing Graal to how much of a ****hole I am in right now. I obviously don't intend to have this published lol, it's just something to cure my boredom, anything you'd like to critique or compliment? Post below. This is the story...
In the beginning, a young teenager by the name of Brooze Bazinski was carefully scanning the apple application store with his brand new iPod Touch. Brooze stumbled across an RPG-style and began reading the reviews. The negative reviews told of a supposedly much well constructed game called Graal Classic, and directed young Brooze to the application. The retro-style logo filled him with feelings of nostalgia for his old Super Nintendo. When he hit the download button he had no idea that Graal would forever change his life…he would never be the same again.
After downloading Graal he found that his outfit had changed to an old white sack being kept up with only large black belt. His hair had been completely shaved, all that remained was a short, scruffy mohawk standing on top of his head. He had red boots surprisingly a perfect fit, yet they were worn and bedraggled. When he looked around he saw he was in a bar. There were beautiful blooming green plants hanging from the ceiling in freshly painted white pots. Large, square, oak tables surrounded the area and slightly tinged the atmosphere with a fresh wood smell. A warm fireplace cackled in the corner as if it was devilish imp's laughter echoing in the walls.
Suddenly a man walked in. His black skin was almost completely concealed within his black hood and face mask. His eyes stuck out immensely, as they were a deep, dark, blood red. He wore an expensive red samurai helmet that glistened under the dull bar lighting. He carried two large silver scimitars on his back. The handles were encased in rubies, lapis lazuli, and even various specks of gold. The man caught his sight on Brooze and began slowly approaching towards him.
Brooze backed up cautiously unsure what to do. Thinking quickly, he turned to run, until the man introduced himself. The man said,
"Hello there, my name is "IMMA FIRIN' MA LAZOR". Brooze stood dead in his tracks, and looked at the man confused and puzzled. He thought to himself, "What kind of name is that? Could that really be his real name?". He attempted to ask, but no words came out. "Where did my voice go?" he questioned himself. The man named Lazor seemed to read his mind. He spoke out,
"Press the chat bubble icon in the upper left hand corner to talk".
Brooze felt relieved and thanked Lazor. The two sat down sitting on opposite sides of each other, looking at one another. Lazor whistled for the bartender's service. He ordered two green bottles of Graal City ale. The bartender fetched the two beverages and told him,
"That will be ten gralats, sir".
Lazor reached in his pocket and pulled out two dark blue gems. The bartender gobbled them up and retreated to behind his counter. Lazor handed Brooze one of the two green bottles and the two gulped down the ale.
"See Brooze, right here is the finest ale in Graal City! It don't get much richer than this" said Lazor setting his half empty bottle back on the table, but just then the door was kicked down violently. Two rough looking men stomped through the bar.
The first one named "i need a gf" wore a dull iron helmet with red devilish horns sticking out from the sides. His face was completely red around the eyes, making him look even more powerful and intimidating. He was covered in black robes and carried a sharp white sword by his side. Following "I need a gf" by his side was Skullfoe04. He was completely concealed behind an extremely large skull shield with hollow, deep eyes. He wore a heavy white cloak and had fierce looking gray boots. His skin was completely pale white, and he wore a bright white skull-shaped helmet over his face.
The two shook the whole room as they stomped across towards the bartender. When they stood in front of his face filled with fear he told them in a shaky voice,
"Look boys, I don't want no trouble".
"I need a gf" replied in a gruff voice, "Well we DO! Take this!". He took his shining white sword from under his dark cloak and gave the bartender three quick slashes.
"OH MY GODS, OWW!!" screamed the bartender retaliating in serious pain, "TAKE WHAT YOU WANT, TAKE THE GRALATS, JUST PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!".
"I need a gf" chuckled to himself and ordered Skullfoe04 to retrieve the gralats. Brooze watched the two thieves with fury as they skipped out of the bar chanting "Hooray! Hooray! The new hats are ours! The new hats are ours!".