When doesn't America get anything... ? >_>

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Originally posted by ScytheOfGrim:
When doesn't America get anything... ? >_>

AMEN

I'll be honest, for me it's a refreshing change that we get it and they don't. It still sucks though

MY ENTRY

There was a breath of air and the rustle of fabric fluttering in the breeze. The man staggered for a moment, flapping his arms wildly to keep his balance. He fixed his eyes on the white robed figure as he disappeared, head bowed, into the throng of peasentry ahead, glaring at him and cursing softly under his breath.
"Are you alright," an oddly inflected voice asked from behind him. He turned to find himself face to face with a thrice damned Templar. The very last person in the world he wanted to see. "I asked are you alright," he said again in that uncouth, Christian way.
"I am fine," he replied stiffly. Sure in that instant that the Templar knew. He could feel the sweat building on his brow.
"That man took something from you as he went by."
He checked himself, sure enough finding his pockets empty. A louder, far more vehement curse escaped his lips. Well, at least even if the Templar did know, he would find nothing.
"Fear not," the Templar told him, placing a hand on his sword hilt, "I shall find him and return your property to you."
"That really is not necessary," he began, his anxiety turning into full blown panic. But the infernal Christian knight was already moving away. He cursed for a third time and made to follow after. He became suddenly aware of presence behind him. Only the briefest hint of a large, hooded man standing close enough that he could feel his breath on the back of his neck.
"Hush now. Can you hear the Angels?" The man said softly into his ear, and all was dark.

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Heres my submission its probably got loads of grammar mistakes :P


“Everyday is the same, I get up, put on my dirty black robe, go to the cathedral and listen to petit confessions by the average citizens of Jerusalem, the repetitive routine has started to sink into my patience… and to be honest it is driving me mad.”

“But this day was different, even the slightest of changes in ones routine can make a man happy, and this change was enough for me…”

“So…as usual I got up, put on my dirty black robe and head off to the cathedral. On the way I bless the Stall Owners, I bless the guards, I bless the citizens and I bless the animals. I reach the large wooden doors of the cathedral and look up... I see an eagle flying slowly in circles around one of the spires and another distant object higher up in the sky, I lower my head and reach my hand out to open the door…but wait…no it couldn’t be, that object had the shape of a man… I looked up again to see the same eagle flying in circles, my eyes dart around the sky for any sign of the man-shaped object, but I couldn’t find it, perhaps it was my eyes just playing tricks with me”

“I step into the dusty hall of the cathedral and slowly walk along the centre isle towards the altar, on the way I greet the current prayers and give my blessings. I reach the end and turn my head towards to confession box. The mere thought of it sends the chill of depression down your back. The small, dark and dusty box was a place in which only depressing, evil…and boring discussions were held, and that was where I spent most of my time during the day. After a long period of time listening to peoples confessions and problems I climb out of the box, walk slowly and calmly over to the altar, light a candle and begin to pray…"

“Dear lord… what am I doing? I feel like my life has come to a halt, I thought I was capable of doing much more when I became a priest… everyday has become a repetitive routine…
I am capable of doing more…I want to do more… please lord, give me a message…what am I supposed to do…GIVE ME A SIGN!”

DONG!!!

“Huh?”

DONG!!!

“What is that…is that the alert bell?”

DONG!!!

“Okay everyone, get out, go home and prepare yourself for anything, something serious is going on”

DONG!!!

“I was the only person left in the cathedral, for me it felt like my home, so I close the doors leading outside, turned back around and faced the altar… but there was someone already in front of it…”

DONG!!!

“He dressed like a monk, but wore the crest of an assassin, his hood was worn low so I could only see the bottom half of his face, he gave me little smile before saying his only words …”

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned”

The only problem I have with posting a story is that I own neither an Xbox or a Nintendo. PC over here, people.

DJMonkey, youve got a winner there.

Don't let that stop you, I don't own a console either, and I entered.
If by some miracle I win, I'll give the prize away to one of my friends.

Or flog it

Nope, I can't be bothered with ebay, I'd just give it to someone, I've offered Ubi prizes I've won before to anyone who wanted them.

That's very noble of you good sir

For some reason though, no one seems to want the Ubi art discount voucher I won, maybe because it's only a 5% discount.

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Originally posted by BTOG46:
For some reason though, no one seems to want the Ubi art discount voucher I won, maybe because it's only a 5% discount.

I'll have it

Valid for UK members only, and buying from the Ubi E shop

I'm from Manchester and I have no idea what that is but it sounds cool

Ubi has a E shop? is that legal? but BTOG I have a DS lol

The E shop is just the normal Ubi online shop, but the Ubi Art items are a bit limited...................unless you like flipping Rabbids

I was more interested in Creed or Splinter Cell to be honest. But yeah. I'll have it if you don't want it

Well answer your flipping PM's then.

I reject your reality and substitute my own