NordInvasion Forum - Literature

Poems

Tue, 02 Mar 2021 08:32:33 +0000

This thread is dedicated to poems. Haikus, long poems, poems without rhymes are all accepted. I'll start with the poems I haphazardly composed while playing the game. As you can see, most of my poems refer to players, maps, etc. Here is my collection, I'll be adding more from time to time.

The Dagger
Don't be a nagger,
Throw me a dagger.
Place the barrel,
And stop this quarrel.

Great Long Axe
Oh Great Long Axe,
Who the hell is anti-vax?
Faravin pays tax,
Efficient players just relax...

Angar the Ghost
Oh there once was a hero named Angar the Ghost,
Who came riding all the way from a haven with frost!
When a punk asked asked him for his helm's cost,
Angar the Ghost, yes he made the punk roast!

Freddy the Shielder
Good old Freddy,
Came here after Scooby.
Hidden beneath his thick helmet,
The beautiful fair hair like velvet.

Snooki
Inside the citadel lies wraiths spooky,
The one who deserves the loot is Snooki,
Elvo sounds way too Frenchie,
Come here, don't lure them silly!

Swadian Temple
Swadian Temple,
No sign of a maple.
The loot is ample,
Fara ate a staple.

Uranus
Lovely planet Uranus,
And the disgusting anus.
Galaxy's colossus,
Or the mind's hiatus?

Wulfsbane
Who uses Wulfsbane?
Better use my grandpa's cane.
You can't understand my pain,
Living in a city with no bike lane...

This is the only one I composed outside the game so far:
Deployable Shield
The deployable shield,
Not so hard to wield.
Though always taken for granted,
How many Swadians has it protected!

Co-Writing a Book

Mon, 12 Dec 2016 07:38:35 +0000

I'm not sure if this truly belongs in 'Literature', but a buddy and I decided we were going to start co-writing a book together, and both got onto a joint word processor. We achieved literally nothing, but did end up with a rather interesting series of, well, words.

There's no point trying to figure out who said what, seeing as we both just wrote willy-nilly wherever we saw fit. Don't fear for your mental wellbeing if you don't understand it, fear for ours.

Series of Words

Hey guys!

Mon, 18 May 2015 21:03:16 +0000

Sending a Nord Invasion Related text to a random number by accident

Fri, 10 Oct 2014 21:48:41 +0000

It's official, NI has driven me to a point of insanity. (Wait isn't this everyone?)

Last week I was texting one of my NI friends (who I met on NI first and then later in real life). I decided the opening text should be NI related, and it was as follows.

https://imgur.com/Z5ykJyj
https://imgur.com/6IrLt3l

To my later demise, and asking my friend over TS "Did you get my text?" To which he responded, "Uhh no?" I was overcome with a certain fear, that could only be described as holding Loke with 600 ping.

I later texted the random victim, apologizing saying it was a joke for another.

The Black Star

Sun, 11 May 2014 13:41:04 +0000

A cry was heard from the princess' room , The kingdom court jester opened the door with his lantern tightly in hand. "What was it you were screaming about , was it nightmares ? "

The princess turned to the court jester and said "the night wind felt cold and dark when they should be mild at night "

The court jester did not understand what the princess said , her face turned toward the night sky and she stretched out her hand towards the night sky. Her face filled with an indescribable horror when she said " It's the black star, it has returned "

The princess fainted at the sight of a strange bright star in the night sky, the light even made the court jester ill .

Without delay, the court jester ran out into the hall and shouted; "Master, Master !"

The Sultan was still sitting on his throne when the court jester stormed into the throne room.

"Explain yourself why you bumped into this room at this time of night ?" asked the Sultan

"Lord, come to the balcony, you have to see this"

The Sultan stood up and walked to the balcony with the court jester as he pointed out in the night sky

The sultan saw the star with both horror and powerlessness.

"So it is true, the black star has returned , he has returned."

Part 1 so far, so what do you Think? I listened to this while i wrote" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tx783Z5gso"

Any good poems

Mon, 10 Feb 2014 17:06:02 +0000

I need to chose a poem and make a video representing what it means for English. Anyone have some that are 3 or 4 stanza's long and arent that well known?

World's greatest cookbook?

Tue, 26 Feb 2013 08:17:53 +0000

Made me crazy hungry!

Nord Invasion Haikus

Wed, 23 Jan 2013 10:06:41 +0000

Einherjar Snipers
Always getting a headshot
Working Class Hero

Motionless redshirt
Meatshield for Swadia
Report the leecher

Insulting a dev
Surely a poor idea
A permanent ban

800 hours
I want pixelized treasures
The noobs get the loots

Murdering Sleipnir
An hour of aggression
A fruitless pursuit

A Truly Inspiring Book

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 07:41:10 +0000

This book is all about how EU4 struggled to overcome the mighty Nord Captain and lost many brave soldiers in the process. They did not need a house. They had- eachother.

Bullfighting - Roddy Doyle

Fri, 24 Aug 2012 12:11:26 +0000

I don't usually read a lot, but when I'm on holiday, I tend to grab a book along or ask my mum to do so for me. I'm on holiday in Spain now, and I've just finished reading Bullfighting by Irish writer Roddy Doyle. It's a compilation of ca. 10 short-stories all about middle-aged men, midway through life, midway up the social ladder of Ireland right after, right before or during the recession. It's genuinely brilliant, the way in which he can write from the perspective of completely different men, capturing the thoughts of a fraction in 15 pages of paper candy. I've enjoyed this book ceaselessly from the first story all the way to the last one. This'll be one of the first books that I honestly and without doubt recommend to everyone who loves to read a pageturner that keeps you awake, making you want to read just that one more chapter every time you finished the last one.

[img2]http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGKEFWo1YYo/Tc21otoi8sI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PUBAfj2-hFU/s1600/bullfighting.jpg[/img2][img2]http://www.joewiebe.com/images/roddy_doyle.jpg[/img2]

I do plan on reading more of Doyle's works. If anyone has tried him, please do recommend me another great book of his.

Prelude: A novel based upon the MOD "Nord Invasion" PG 13 + (adult content)

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 08:27:05 +0000

This is a rough prelude to a novel based upon the Mod Nord Invasion for Mount and Blade warband. With permission/request your name/character will be written into the novel. Provided you write a mild Bio below for me to properly depict them. This prelude takes place in the Nordic mountains. A one sided battle between the Nordic Staghelm Clan and a wayward Swadian Unit. This prelude is a work in progress as well as scenes from chapter one. If you would like to be put into the tale please write a Bio Including:
Name:

Class:

Gear "looks":

Age:

Gender:

House *if applicable:

Personality:

Requested Literic Role *Good guy, bad guy, stagnant, dynamic etc. etc.:

Into the Jaws of Wolves

Like a spectral veil the snow was, white and calm upon restless grounds; Blown by whispering winds that carried a voice of mourning. No sun shown upon the ground this day as glowering clouds cast their dissaproval down upon helms of Staghelm. As they decend, cold flakes come to rest upon blackened, battered, dark helms. The men below silent, a graveyard of the living as they await. With stone hands they grasp their spears, the mists of a thousand breathes rise as a prayer to the valkyr for those about to die. Eyes stare forward across the snow clad valley, shimmering and desolate. At the tip of the nordic spear he stood. Mail and axe adorning a man standing as a lone tree in a field of grass, grand and tall in his stature. Weathered skin lies still over his relaxed body as he awaits his prey. Through fur and steel he gazes at the foe, astride tempered beasts of war, lances, swords and helms disturbing the serene grace of the snowy theatre. This man, this monster, clad in naught but wolf skin and steel glared, sickened, angered by the presence of that wich did not belong... Southerners in northern land. Jarl Asgrim of the Staghelm, head of staglend, Captain of the Nordic kingdom was his name and title by blood, at his right hand his lifetime friend and shaman, Oren Ashwood of Crooked Tree.
The two men now readied themselves, chain and bitter axe head prepared for its right, longbow and readied eyes prepared for their targets. Their foes did not see the hatred in their eyes, only a pack of hungry wolves, ready to spring the trap. It was not a mighty below, a triumphant warcry, or even a call forward that begun this battle. Twas a silent, determined... hateful nod by the mighty Jarl that drew the first blood; for with this nod, the Gothi Oren drew his bow and let fly a hard capped bodkin, striking loosened snow and gravel. Thus the mountainside above the valley let loose its fury, a flume of natures wrath descending upon the wide eyed imperial soldiers. Their shields and training served nothing against the roar of the mountain, for with snow, ice and stone the flesh of the unworthy was claimed. After a thundering crash that seemed to last minutes, there was silence. One of the imperial men, a sergeant, luck y enough to be swallowed but not consumed dragged himself from snow, looking up for his Gods with forsaken eyes as he saw them, a dark wave of Staghelm wolf Soldiers charging across the field. With a lowered jaw and widened eyes he stared at them, dark, covered in furs and rattling steel, their hands like aching claws, shining axe heads sharp and murderous as their hunched bodies swiftly moved over the familiar land. They truly moved as a pack of wolves, ebbing, flowing, shifting and turning as one. Looking about for his shield and side arm the sergeant readied himself, relieved to see a considerable amount of survivors pulling themselves together.

With a cry of desperation he roused his men and grouped them in time to meet the savage animals.
"Our shields will hold, made of the finest oak and cypress, crafted by master imperial armories, there is nothing that will break our lines" The sergeant convinced himself. His mind was rattled, defeaned, the roar of the mountain having stolen his wit from him. It was not a battle that ensued as the ravenous northerners met their foe. There was no glory, there was no honor, for this was not a battlefield... Upon this hillside there was blood, the blood of prey that strayed into the wolves den...
"our shields and swords are of the finest quality, our men of the utmost noble blood and training, we cannot lose... we cannot lose... please..." The sergeant continued to convince himself as the Jarl's axe split his shield. He rose his sword in defense, broken... slivers and shards descending to the knows under his mighty blows. Even as Asgrim's axe bit into his flesh, claiming blood and bone in its wake the Imperial sergeant continued to convince himself. Panic and fear had taken his mind in the wake of that dark place. For it had dawned upon him wence the mountain come down that he was not welcome in this place... A lone survivor looked on in horror, snow still descended quietly to the ground, screams and gurgles came to rest, and the dark banner of staghelm retreated back into the unforgiving mountains. Swadian horses and men now lied before him, reduced to nothing more then meat and blood. As his eyes trailed the butchery before him he came to tears; the last banner of swadia in this northern waste lied before him. Kneeling, he scooped it up into his hands... ripped and torn, caked in the northern frost and ice.
"Is this the fate of those who tempt the northerners..." His shattered mind pondered as he gazed down at the ruins of the once glorious banner... fear filled his mind as the ice claimed its final swadian victim, thoughts of despair came to him and spoke prophesy as he came to rest in his frozen tomb.
"We have provoked a beast that we cannot contain..."

Feel free to PM me with constructive criticism or post below so long as negativity is not part of your "criticism"

A Song of Ice & Fire.

Thu, 17 May 2012 03:46:48 +0000

I love it as you can tell, read them all and cannot wait for the next one. Seeing it come to the silver screen is really great too. Has anyone else read ASOIAF?

Best book you've ever read

Sun, 01 Apr 2012 17:33:06 +0000

Hey guys 8) ,

What is the best book you have ever read ?
It doesn't have to be very popular or known , just your favorite book .

Mine is "Team 6 - Navy Seals" from Howard E. Wasdin . It is very intressting and written by an ex-navy seals soldier .

Yours DC Terminator

My Mistress

Fri, 30 Mar 2012 02:48:48 +0000

Thing I wrote awhile ago. I *suppose* you could technically call it a poem, though it doesn't seem to really follow any specifc form, and I just made it up off the top of my head.

* * *

My Mistress is with me.

Whether I crave Her or scorn Her, She is with me. And though she is My Mistress, is She also my master? Or am I Hers?

Nevertheless, She is with me.

In my darkest hours, She is soothing, my beacon of light. And yet, even as She is more soothing to me than that of the strongest balm, She is also fierce. She is my guiding hand, for without Her piercing sight could I not see through the façade of my fellow man and spot the seed of evil sprouting in his very soul.

But these are no longer men, but the servants of the Light-Bearer himself, born from the fires of his Inferno. And thus, with Her strength and Her guidance, does my hand bring swift judgment.

But there are those that scorn our work. “Innocence” they claim. “Evidence” they demand. I pity them. For the voice of My Mistress has not reached their ears, and they are denied Her sight.

They wish to separate us, to remove Her. But ever is She with me. Feet of thick brick and iron cannot detain her. And the lies of one who truly is raving cannot shut out Her voice. For She is with me. She is my guidance, and She shall lead me through this trial. For She is with me.

And our work is not yet finished.

Grammar Problems

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 18:36:16 +0000

I have noticed that people are rather sloppy in their writing. While not an RPing forum, it would still be nicer to look at if people used good grammar in their posts.

Here are some tips, and, while amusing they are relevant and useful if you take the time to read through them.

1. Don't use no double negatives.
2. Make each pronoun agree with their antecedent.
3. Join clauses good, like a conjunction should.
4. About them sentence fragments.
5. When dangling, watch them participles.
6. Verbs has to agree with their subject.
7 Just between you and I, case is important, too.
8. Don't write run-on sentences they are hard to read.
9. Don't use commas, which are not necessary.
10. Try to not ever split infinitives.
11. Its important to use your apostrophe's correctly.
12. Proofread your writing to see if you any words out.