I saw something in the Fable 2 fan fiction and it inspired me to make one for the Black and White 2 fan fiction too. This is what you do... Ill start a story and end with ... then someone else will begin the story where I left off and end with ... also. LIFE OF A GOD The voice of something costantly nagged in the ear of this young god. Finally he awakened and it felt as he had been sleeping for an eternity. He had no idea where he was but the voice was still nagging at his ear. It apeared to be saying, " Please help us, Please hear us, mighty God." He looked around in the void he was currently in and started to float toward the crying voice and as he did so it slowly became more clear and loud. As the god floated closer suddenly...

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Several of these have surfaced from time to time. idea with leaving it half way through a sentence, should encourage more people to continue with the story. Life of a God ...He found himself accelerating, flying past great black spheres, flecked with brilliant, glimmering white, until he was headed straight at one. Crying out, he tried to turn away, but was going too fast. But instead of colliding with the polished, marble-like surface, he passed straight through it, emerging into a system of swirling planets, orbiting a large, yellow sun. The god headed to one of planets, sinking low into cloud, the voice getting ever louder. As he emerged from the clouds...

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Internet problems fixed...

Looks like I'm back.

He saw an island covered with fire and plague, but was pulled away for some reason. For miles he tried to pull away until he was at a more peaceful land where not many people roamed about. He looked around for a while until a he heard two strange voices bickering. He looked around. Noone was there...

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Suddenleny towo strange poeple popped out. one was angel like the other was a satonic like devil.They explained themselves to the young god that they were his consience and they would guide him the god heard the voice again and so did the 2 guys and they...

Took him to choose a creature, whatvever that was. His consience explained the 6 creatures to him. There was a tiger, lion, wolf, turtle, cow, and ape. He was told that the tiger was noble and strong, the wolf was fast and clever, cow liked entertainig people and so on. He decided to choose the...

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turtle for its good defenses and a strong sense in dark magic. the god was then shown the island around him whense he realised the people where the long lost egyption possibly taken over by a race . The god helped them regain thier island and they gave tribute. He dicided that it was time to say goodbye and go to the greek homeland where he saw !!! i like this thing its cool

...The brilliant city of Athens. All as normal, all beautiful. The friendly merchants trading all their magnificent s. The workers in the fields and factorys, and ofcourse the children, making trouble, as all young ones do. The god so happy, so... delighted, to see all his people so happy. As the god hovered over the brilliant city, he had come to the temple. He was not happy. No one in the temple, other than one, one had been praying.  "Why, why would they do this. Such a powerful, beautiful race. Throwing away their religion, as if I do not exist!" The god heard the mans prayer. "What, what is this? There is one! But why? Why only one! Wait... this... this... is The Prophet! The only one... who truly knows..." The prophet praying with help... as if... something terrible happend. The Prophecy was being spoken, and prayer was taking place...


//Yes I know my part was a bit long but... lol... shhhh
//Was it ?

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suddenly an explosion shook the temple and molten lava surrounded the temple. the god did not want his prophet to die so he plucked him out and lifting him into the skys he roared " i will help those who believe" in that instant hundreds of greeks believed and so the god gained new strenght but not enough as the lava surrounded the town another god spoke "this is your punishment you final day hahaha" the people where confused who should they believe in who. his creature the young turtle could not be harmed by the lava and had gone off to find the god that had done this leaving the god alone. So the young god opened a portal, a portal to a new world the world of .......

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Success is going from failure to failure without a loss of enthusiam - Winston Churchill

(I'm changing your last sentence because it works better with my next paragraph )

So the young god opened a portal, a portal to a different land, the Homeland of the Norse. The Norse race were powerful and strong, and for the Greek god to regain power over his people he would need to help them survive and thrive to the end. He needed to guide the people through following lands, conquering and impressing the other races one by one to either make him and his people even more powerful.

Finally, after flying through seemingly endless voids of a black swirling matter, the young god and his Greek's popped out of the portal. His people were still shellshocked by the sudden explosion of terror upon their homeland, but their God was eager to get them back to normal. He began to build up his town, starting with villas, a storehouse, some fields and a temple. As his city grew and his people flourished, he often wondered what had happened to his creature, and always had a strange sadness for the loss of him. Perhaps he was killed by the other God that had seemingly created the explosion which nearly killed his first faithful follower in the temple, or taken away and locked up, or taken away to do the god's own bidding. The endless possibilities were starting the drive the god mad, and if some clear evidence of his creature's status didn't turn up soon, he was sure he would be turning too. Suddenly, a blinding white light pierced the night sky...

Phew. That was fun. Sorry about it being so long, I got a bit carried away

Wow I'm happy you guys have revived this decently old thread. Maybe I'll put my storytelling skills to the test again.

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   ..., singing with a thousand beautiful voices. It was a pure white hand, resonating with forces. You know what's controlling it from behind.
  "Who ARE you?" you say.
   A feminine comes from around the hand, while it comes up to yours "I am, but a god. My jurisdiction falls over the people of Skywalker, which is currently flying above your land. They are peaceful, and I think their leader wants to befriend your people. They will help you on your Journey"
   "Journey? What Journey?" you reply...