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| 10 May 2012 10:17 PM |
This story was originally created by "Communityreborn". However, he failed to finish his story, so I will decide to improve on it, and finish it. Below, you will find a "revised" edition of his story. It is not finished yet as of this moment.
Enjoy!
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Many people have wondered what it's like to be in Banland. Only the people who've been in Banland will tell you of a secret, yet dangerous episode in the history of Roblox. It all started as an ordinary day in Banland…
*The Setting: MrDoomBringer’s Office. On the door leading to the entrance of this grimly lit place is 4 letters pasted on the glass, spelling DOOM. A lone light bulb hangs on the ceiling of the office, flickering every now and then. A rusty pipe which runs along the length of the room has a small leak, and a puddle of water forms on the far end of the room, with the echo of water drops surrounding the room. Along the sides of the office are shelves lined up with robloxian skulls. They are neatly arranged, and classified by size and shape. In the middle of the room sits the office desk of DoomBringer, with a name tag on top of it, also bearing the letters DOOM. Papers are loosely arranged on the desk, and a jar of tickets sit on the corner of the table, labeled “Shaggy”.
MrDoomBringer was at his office desk, counting the number of skulls he had on his shelf. MSE6 walks into his office.
MSE6: We got some new people. Doom: Yeah, so?
MSE6 stares blankly at Doombringer.
Doom: I'm not doing it. MSE6: Yes you ARE. I've been taking in banned accounts for the last several hours. Do you know how stressful it is to handle such buffoons?! Besides…you can count those skulls of yours later.
Doom reaches for his Banhammer, hanging proudly next to him. His voice suddenly drops to a lower pitch as he says: I don't think so.
*MSE6 scoffs*. She says: Fine…
MSE6 walks out of the office. Doombringer continues to count his skulls, when his sight shifts to the prison cells parallel to his office door. A lone robloxian in a jail cell bounces a handball against a wall.
Doom: My job is so boring!
Doombringer slams his fist on the table. He accidently breaks it.
Doom: Honestly, I'm tired of looking after these noobs in cells. I wish there was a way to make things more…interesting.
Doom sits back on his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. He fondly remembers a gladiator play he saw last week...
Doom: Maybe if it were more like that play I saw last week. It would be fun to see noobs killing each other.
*An infectious smile slowly spreads across his face*
MSE6 is handling a cell some 100 feet away. A robloxian wildly slashes a Darkheart at her as guards attempt to disarm him.
MSE6: A little help here!
Doom yells across the room: Too bad.
MrDoomBringer now gets up from his seat, and starts to pace back and forth. He ponders his idea.
Doom: Where would I get the funding for this…?
Doom glares at the jar of tickets that was earned from the "Shaggy Hair" hat that has been sold.
Doom: Bingo.
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*The Setting: A Giant coliseum. Cleverly dubbed “The Doom Arena”, it was built in honor of the man himself. Rows of seats surround an arena at the bottom, the wind gently blowing the sandy surface. Two doors on either side of the arena will serve as entrances for future opponents to enter in. Another entrance serves as the entrance for guests to watch to event. A giant podium on the top of the coliseum will serve as the place for the announcers to give live feedback on the action.
Several months later, Doombringer makes an arena. He invites Telamon to look at his accomplishment.
Telamon: You're crazy. Doom: I know. I know. Telamon: I know how much crap we already deal out to the robloxians, but sheesh....
Both are silent for a minute.
Doom: It's better than leaving them in cages. Telamon: No, it isn't. *Doom sighs*: Look, when you first hired me, you said I can do whatever I want... Telamon: But not like this. If word gets out that this exists, everyone is going to swarm to ban land. We're not going to have a website anymore. Doom: Simple. Tell them not to snitch. If they do, they're IP banned. Telamon: Uhh.... Doom: You love the idea. Telamon: No. Doom: Yes. *Telamon gets up and starts to walk away*: Look, I have to go make some updates. Get rid of this…this…thing. Doom: No promises. *Telamon waves him off*: I have to leave.
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To be continued!
Next time: The news of the Doom Arena breaks out! For the first time in history, there will be a documented fight in Banland! Who will face who? Whoever it will be, heads will be rolling! |
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| 10 May 2012 10:32 PM |
This looks really good, but I can't read.
~Uncle Dan~ |
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