Hi guys! I'm a new writer and I want your opinions on the story I wrote! I love to have constructive criticism! This is just something that came to me, now it does involve the Yogscast, and other Youtubers. On with the fic!
I woke up on the beach one day, looking around. Where am I? Throbbing pain echoed through my head. "Ouch, what the heck happened?" I say to myself, looking around.
"Your name is Starkias, and you're on a beach" a voice said, annoyingly.
What? I must have hit my head pretty hard to be hearing an annoying voice. I felt the cold air around me as I stood up.
As I continued looked around, I noticed everything had a cube shaped texture. The thin blocks of sand flowed through my fingers, the salty air stinging my face. I stood up, and felt...good, like I was supposed to be here. My first instinct told me to lay here, and relax.
Realizing that it wasn't a good idea, I went over to the woods to try to find someone. As I leaned on a tree, I noticed a crack forming in the tree. I stopped leaning and looked closely at it. I finally hit the thing, and the piece of wood shrunk and became miniature.
As I looked for a place to put it, I noticed a silver bag on my back taking it off, I looked at myself. I had light cedar hair wih mahogany highlights, pale skin, and I was wearing a green blouse with jean shorts and brown moccasins.
I stuck the block of wood in my bag as I wondered if I could punch the tree again. I headed back over to the tree, and gave it a punch. It quickly broke and once again I repeated the process until I had about fifty pieces of wood. I noticed the leaves on the tree didn't fall, nor did the trees fall down. Maybe they were broken.
"Are you trying to make me laugh at you? Broken trees? Hah!" The voice was back again, laughing at me and my stupid thoughts.
Time to go on a tree hiting rampage, to get this voice out of my head. When half of the forest was floating leaves, I took a step back. I smiled, somehow I felt good getting so much wood.
I didn't know what I could do with it, but I zipped up the bag and left the Wood.
"You can use it to make planks, sticks, and tools etc." The voice responds casually this time.
When I got back to the beach, I couldn't help but call out "Hello? Is anyone there? Can you here me?" I heard a loud noise from the other side of the ocean, and the voice in my head said,
"Don't go to that, you never know who or what it might be." The voice warned cautiously.
Ignoring the voice, I jump into the foam and mist of the ocean.
I know that it wasn't the best beginning, but things will heat up on Starkias's journey. I hope to create a different perspective of some things. Not trying to give anything away here but, I would like you to guess who responded to Starkias. Bye! :)