Back Story - MEGATHREAD

[Defaulter]

Hey guys!

This is an alternation of an old backstory, (I cant remember who wrote the first one, please post if you know!)

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....The cool damp mist, coils about the ground....shadows loom in the distance.....

BAM BAM BAM! The bark of rifle fire engulfs the valley....Green scouts suddenly hit the floor, a look of surprise on their faces...blood pouring from their chests "Snipers!....snipers on the ridge!" a panicking shot-gunner yells!

Tracer fire zips back and forth through the disorganised ranks of the Greens, return fire is hectic and unsuccessful...and the next volley fells entire ranks of the Green menace!

But suddenly the sky darkens and the roar of engines comes screaming overhead....the Green's just have time to dive to the ground as the pay load is unleashed on the Blue defenders.....


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....They say the Blue's struck first....sending wave after wave of air-strikes in the lush, fertile homeland of the Greens...You see the Blue's homeland was looong gone, eaten up in the rush and fire's of industry...


Entire forests were decimated, the lands were torn asunder and robbed of their ore's, the sky's turned a brackish yellow...all to feed the unstoppable war machine of the Blue's.....

So it was only a matter of time before they turned their attention to the Green's....

Why did they strike?....food, land, water...Blue needed more, they always needed more then they had....

The first warning was a stench on the wind...of coal...and dirt....and grease....Then the skies begin to tinge red..then yellow...then black.....

The loathsome war machine had arrived.... phalanxes of Blue troopers marched into the very heart of the Green territory...defending gun emplacement, heavy machine guns, flak cannon's roared into life! shell after shell, bullet after bullet was sent roaring into the advancing Blue ranks...

But they just...kept...coming, they dug underneath the ground, in huge caverns that stretched for miles, entire armies were moved under the Green's very feet. But the Green's had a natural affinity for building; fortifications, gun emplacements, you name it, they could build it.

Years later...the war is still going...the Green's homeland has been reduced to the same horrific hellhole as the Blue's.

The Greens build, the Blues tunnel....and the blood keeps flowing.....

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Yeh i know its not very good :/ but i had a heck of a lot of fun writing it :D

Post yours below! :DDD

- DE

[Monsteri]

No.

When every enderman, every zombie and every dragon was killed, the Steves began a war against each other.

[TBS]

Cool story bro.
(no really, it was actually pretty cool!)

[Tigershield]

I like back story's I will try to come up whit something.

[BrosephRadson]

Good job!
I always imagined it to be like red vs blue except with green instead of red.

[LASTofS]

....dots.......................dots....everywhere.....

[Mehrunes]

The skies were crimson, yellow light filtered through the orange clouds. The explosions had receded, for now. The seemingly infinite number of Blues and Greens made the battles never ending. But the night was falling, battle was not favorable here, not right now for either of the teams. Corpses were disappearing into the grasps of the darkness, the Blues were taking refuge in groups, within underground bases. The Greens were relaxing in their mega fortress, looking out and waiting for the sun to hit the horizon, where they would continue to exterminate the blue vermin within their trenches.

Waiting for the morning was long and harsh on the minds of members of both teams. Paranoia of being shot down by a surprise attack by the opposing force made both unable to leave their bases. Eyes were set in the direction, opposite of each base of operations. Nobody bothered to pick the dead corpses up.. They were all carrion for the beast beyond their sight, always disappearing the next day. They had to be wary of that too, if they threaded into their fortress, or trench. Skies soon cleared, a quivering light slowly, but surely shone up. As expected, the corpses were gone, not a trace was left. Men from both teams stumbled into the battlefield, tired, battered. Guns ready in their hands, surely to hope one of their bullets were to meet their target, and the others bullet not to meet their own.

The sounds of war were beginning to run through the valley, the Blues and Greens were at it again. Continuation of an endless war. The fight to for a certain objective, an objective only known by the leaders of the teams, some doubt the leaders are hungering for blood, the objective a lie. Some believe that the war will lead them to a higher ascension. But how would anybody know?