There have been improvements in the couple of days. Two men scope out the gate at midnight. That’s when I strike. In four hours my family will be avenged. I’ve been trying to kill the leader, this tyrant called “Badger” - that’s the one who set that explosion in the station. It is time for payback. Tonight’s the night. My weaponry: one grenade, a pistol and a switch blade. The switch blade is Badger’s, he doesn’t deserve a quick death.
Josie and I packed and made our way back to the town hoping it was completely deserted and thankfully it was, so we kept going, gathering the last of the supplies in the town and made our way back to Tallaght. On our way we encountered certain problems along the way. The trains in the past five years have stopped so we had an even longer but more dangerous journey to go on. And all the roads were flooded due to a major storm we had had last week.
I fought off the attackers and the 4 of us escaped and push up to the club of Hellfire to meet a lovely ginger maiden named Megan. She joined our party and quest to defeat Brok Mooney and save Dublin from him and his Orcish army. We explored the Mountains of Dublin and came across Alex, A man of ye olde memes, the best captioned pictures on flags.
I had made a trap just in case the orcs would attack my home. I got all the essentials to make a homemade bomb. The bomb was connected to the door, so if the door was opened fully the bomb would explode. Suddenly the explosion happened, I thought they were gone but the Head Orc came back with more soldiers.
The village has been abandoned since before I left and it’s seen better shape. We heard a large group of the orcs coming so we hid under the gallows until we were certain they had passed. It must’ve been about 15 to 30 minutes before it was safe to go back out, except now everything was covered in a thick layer of black smog.
We rounded the corner and we were facing the Squire. A straight run now, yet we still couldn’t see clearly. Then the smoke settled, and so was The Squire. 1355 Square metres of rubble and crispy bodies. It was too late.
I was glad to hear my family were safe I made my way up to them slowly. My wife and daughter were asleep and I woke them up with a kiss on the cheek. I knew of the danger that was coming and I told my wife and she decided that we should protect our family no matter what. “We will get through this together”. The next day the Orcs attacked the Square.
Long time ago in 1612 in Templeogue I was in my crib listening to the wind while I heard my Ma and Da screaming and running then the door came flying open there was an Orc. They took me and fed me food. It looked like hands and legs but it was nice. I grew to lead them to war.
Just as we got there, it looked peaceful, it didn't look like there was anyone up there. As we went to walk some more, out of nowhere a group of jesters jumped out from behind a wall. They were holding three big boxes. As they opened the boxes, millions of spiders crawled out and came towards us. As we all stood there screaming, my beautiful little sister just pushed past us and screamed, the scream was the loudest and most vibrant I’d ever heard. It held great power. As she screamed all the spiders crawled back into the boxes and the orcs closed the boxes and went running. There was no sign of orcs for days.
CRASH! I hear it again except this time is louder...closer. I grab a plank of wood. I see one.He, or it, is almost three times my height I don't stand a chance. It glares at me covered in blood. I freeze. It growls at me. I throw the plank and hide behind a wall. I radio the girls and tell them to run, here I was all on my own.
Brok saw Luke at the top of his bridge which connected to guard towers at the entrance to the M50. Brok hollered at Luke to surrender immediately. Luke calmly whispered to one of his guards and within in second a group of people with bows were aiming at the orcs and Broks human slaves. Brok looked back at his army and then at Luke then roared a roar that would deafen a man, this was the cue to fight. The catapult shot a bunch of wooden logs that were on fire and momentarily Luke’s base was like a campfire to an ant because it was enormous. Brok made his way past soldiers and orcs being stabbed and beaten and climbed his way up the guard tower to Luke’s bridge. There were flames all around him and a bloody battle below. The mountains were in the distance and Luke and Brok knew someone was going to die.