Hi i am Audrey I will log my every day activities. I know I know it all sounds boring but just wait it will get better.*VOOM* *VOOM* huh huh? Were am i? Hum let me take a look. *CRACK*
"TIMBER"
someone said I went over to investigate.
"Hello anyone there?"
"oh hey" he said
"oh *pant* hi"
"i am seamus um you probly dont want to shake i am dirty"
"thats fine i fell down a couple hills anyway."
He told me to go to his house with him so i did he seems realy nice he... oh well Seamus gave me tools and materials. I built a house next to his after a few weeks we built a village we call it Hivel. We connected our houses together. one day we were advenuring when we found two people Nate and Lucy. They moved in with us in our village. It all came together nice!
I had a certen number of time i needed to practice my flute
I ONLY HUMAN
Oh ok, just be sure to add onto it, and use spell check.
Grammar can be fixed by humans. "Hot off the press" writing, which I suspect this is, isn't very nice to look at. Be sure to revise and edit before declaring it fit to be read.
yah, fix the grammar, and make a chapter...a chapter long. If you don't have the time to write an entire chapter, just save what you've written and come back later to finish it. Don't leave it half baked for people to make fun later.
The tall column of timber was brought to its knees as a figure clad in blue pounded relentlessly against the trunk with my fists, leaving nothing but a stump in place of its majesty. With great pomp he grasped the uppermost portion that had fallen to the ground, and began to karate chop it into congruent segments.
It had been three days since he had ended up there. And it was absolute hell. He had wandered about aimlessly, stubbing his toe on many a rock along the vast expanse of the jungle. An irritant compared to the wounds he sustained in this hellhole after night.
The mere thought of it caused his entire body to shake. Swarms of massive spiders, eyes glowing with murderous intent had beset him in his naivety to stay in the open. Had it not been for spontaneous marshal arts skills his carcass would hang to this day in the webs of those sinister creatures. Bashing their heads in with a rock, he ran off in panic, only to find another foe, more gruesome than the last. It looked like him, but flesh dropped off the figure like wax of a candle, and gave chase to him, moaning the cries of the insane.
It was far too terrifying. Steve, he thought that was his name, bloodied and broke and maimed in more ways than one his hand in tearing a whole into a rocky mountain side, and barricading it with dirt...
Just for reference, I spent 3 minutes working on this. You can do much better mate.
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Chapter 1 Intro
Hi i am Audrey I will log my every day activities. I know I know it all sounds boring but just wait it will get better.*VOOM* *VOOM* huh huh? Were am i? Hum let me take a look. *CRACK*
"TIMBER"
someone said I went over to investigate.
"Hello anyone there?"
"oh hey" he said
"oh *pant* hi"
"i am seamus um you probly dont want to shake i am dirty"
"thats fine i fell down a couple hills anyway."
He told me to go to his house with him so i did he seems realy nice he... oh well Seamus gave me tools and materials. I built a house next to his after a few weeks we built a village we call it Hivel. We connected our houses together. one day we were advenuring when we found two people Nate and Lucy. They moved in with us in our village. It all came together nice!
EDIT: Oh yeah, wrong section, and everytime a new person speaks, make it a new paragraph.
I had a certen number of time i needed to practice my flute
I ONLY HUMAN
Oh ok, just be sure to add onto it, and use spell check.
Grammar can be fixed by humans. "Hot off the press" writing, which I suspect this is, isn't very nice to look at. Be sure to revise and edit before declaring it fit to be read.
THX i will fix tomorrow
The tall column of timber was brought to its knees as a figure clad in blue pounded relentlessly against the trunk with my fists, leaving nothing but a stump in place of its majesty. With great pomp he grasped the uppermost portion that had fallen to the ground, and began to karate chop it into congruent segments.
It had been three days since he had ended up there. And it was absolute hell. He had wandered about aimlessly, stubbing his toe on many a rock along the vast expanse of the jungle. An irritant compared to the wounds he sustained in this hellhole after night.
The mere thought of it caused his entire body to shake. Swarms of massive spiders, eyes glowing with murderous intent had beset him in his naivety to stay in the open. Had it not been for spontaneous marshal arts skills his carcass would hang to this day in the webs of those sinister creatures. Bashing their heads in with a rock, he ran off in panic, only to find another foe, more gruesome than the last. It looked like him, but flesh dropped off the figure like wax of a candle, and gave chase to him, moaning the cries of the insane.
It was far too terrifying. Steve, he thought that was his name, bloodied and broke and maimed in more ways than one his hand in tearing a whole into a rocky mountain side, and barricading it with dirt...
Just for reference, I spent 3 minutes working on this. You can do much better mate.