《Nimbor: Labyrinth Survival》Chapter One
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June 5TH, 2058
Five years before the launch
With a loud thud, the heavy gothic-style oak double doors slammed against the walls on either side as a fuming Colin Mackenzie, CEO of the Mass Media Corporation known as Obscure Studios entered the foray of his Estate home with a threatening gait. As he entered the grand library/study Colin’s mind went back over the events of the last few hours, where the ‘so-called’ board of executives of his company had vetoed the request for the transfer of funds to start up a new type of reality TV show. The board had the nerve to even attempt at removing him as CEO, but after making a few favours to those that he still trusted, his position was safe.
Still, not everything had gone disastrous for him, Colin had a few people look into what the gaming community was dubbing as the ‘Pen-Ultimate’ in gaming tech – Mind-Shift – it was being developed by a small Australian video game company called, Mystic Media. Colin moved to sit at his desk, resting his ash wood cane across the surface of the desk as he opened his laptop. Clicking the mouse upon the folder, Colin quickly scanned over the information from his contacts about Mystic Media and its current Owner.
After reading through all the information, Colin opened up his email and added a new contact, then clicked on the compose button.
To Mr Forrester,
First off, let me introduce myself, my name is Colin Mackenzie and I am the CEO and owner of Obscure Studio, and after reading all about Mystic Media and this intriguing new tech of yours I would like to extend an offer to fund your project. After reading through everything that I have been able to find, I find the concept and Idea of the Massive Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game intriguing. Enclosed you will find an address where we can meet and discuss any and all steps to bring this to the masses, I would also like to discuss some things that I feel, after some research, could very well benefit both parties. If my offer in any way intrigues you, then I look forward to talking in person.
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Respectfully,
Colin Mackenzie
CEO of Obscure Studios
Colin clicked send and closed his E-mail, before rising from his chair and moving to the study’s liquor cabinet that was uniquely disguised as a shelf of books. Pushing at the bottom left corner, Colin watched as the books slowly spun to reveal a selection of high-end alcohol like Grey Goose Vodka to Johnnie Walker Blue Label at one end, from Glenlivet to Crown Royal at the other.
Picking up the bottle Glenlivet, Colin poured himself a whisky neat before returning to his desk. Opening a file on his laptop’s desktop labelled: Tempest, the man smiled at how he knew that his plans were not only going to save his business and boost that of Mister Forrester’s as well. Leaning back into his chair, Colin threw back his glass and allowed the smooth texture of the 25+-year-old liquid to glide down his throat.
Colin’s attention was brought back to the present as the door to his study opened, revealing in his humble opinion the most beautiful angel of a woman in the world, Nastassia Mackenzie.
“Guessing from the fact that the liquor cabinet is open that not everything went smoothly?” Nastassia asked with a raised eyebrow.
“One could say that my dear, those stiffs that make up the board once again stopped my new project from getting off ground but it is at the moment a minor setback.”
“Oh? You already have something in the works, my dear husband.”
Colin looked at his wife of 28 years with a devilish smile, that Nastassia knew hinted at a mischievous and sometimes evil intent. “Too early to say at this point my sweet, but…”
“But?” Nastassia asked, “But what Colin?” Nastassia quickly snapped.
“But, from what research I have had people collected for me.” Colin padded a little pile of folders as he said this, “Let’s just that this could very well change the way everyone views entertainment forever.” Colin answered.
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Gobbo
Its not easy being green. Or any other color. Life's just kinda shit in general. At least it is for a goblin trying to survive on their own. I'll admit I've burned a few bridges, but in my defense, they were oh so flammable, and burned beautifuly. At any rate, I'm an exile now, scraping by in human lands, where pitchforks and torches are always just around the corner. I'd look for a better life, but I've got my hands full just staying alive when any random asshole could turn out to be a retired adventurer strong enough to hold ten bulls above their head with one hand tied behind their back. How did they pull that bullshit anyway?
8 69Aristocratic Avenue
Andrew had a pretty simple life plan: write LitRPG fiction, make a boatload of cash, and... well, he'd figure out what he actually wanted to do with the cash once he'd gotten it. But things haven't worked out quite as he'd hoped. After dozens of failed LitRPG serial attempts and countless thousands of words written, he's found himself pushing forty and broke, living alone in a crappy apartment.But when the platform upon which he publishes his work, Aristocratic Avenue, gains sentience, he and his fellow writers suddenly finds themselves transported to a playground of its own making, a place where there are no rules except the ones the authors have imposed upon themselves through their own writing. Spawned in pods of three, they will need to work together to figure out just what the darned heck they're supposed to be doing and how to get the goodness gracious out of there.In Andrew's pod are the bossy and enigmatic Margeaux Sinclair, crossover erotica/LitRPG author who immediately demands increasingly kinky sex from the hapless Andrew in order to level up. There's also teenager Zachary, who is rather regretting his choice to write about a world populated only by the undead. Turns out, it's kinda hard to talk when your lips are rotting off.Armed only with his skills of Deduction and Investigation and an inspirational mug he managed to bring along with him from home, Andrew is determined to answer one question:What the ever-loving blessed little heart?!---This is a blow-off-steam hobby project, and I can't tell you how often it'll update as it's dependent on my regular work. But I hope you enjoy it regardless!
8 115My Humble Adobe Of Short Stories
Hi beautiful people, welcome to my humble home. Don't forget to wipe your feet on the welcome mat. Here you will find various stories to spend your time with. Sit down to have some tea and a good book to nuzzle your nose into. Your dreams will be filled with mystery, adventure, paranormal or any genre you like. So make sure that you stay here for a long time and I guarantee you that you will have a memorable one.
8 56Tiger Eyes (Phillip Carlyle)
Iris Danson is a strange girl in her family. When she was born she had weird eyes and red hair with blonde streaks. The moment iris' mum gave birth to her, she didn't want her so she ditched iris with a man with a good heart. That day iris' mother died. 7 years later the man who took iris In died of poor ness. Ever since, iris has been living alone on the streets. 9 years later Iris was found by a man named P.T Barnum and a woman called Charity, although once she was seen by them iris ran away from them scared. A year later they bumped into each other but with two little girls. Iris tried to run away again but P.T. knew what her plan was and ran after her.
8 200Wolfwalkers (Mebh X Robyn Oneshots)
I have no idea what to do with this so it will be a collection of Mebh X Robyn oneshots some based in the modern world and some in the time line of the film
8 132Agribusiness tycoon gets rich in the chronology
In 3080, Jiang Yingchun, Doctor of Agriculture of National Treasure, accidentally wore a book. She became the cannon fodder of the same name in the 70s. In the book, the original owner's parents died early. In order to raise her younger siblings, she was coaxed into pressing a contract with her vicious second uncle. In the end, the family ended up receiving an early lunch. Jiang Yingchun looked at the laboratory that followed him, tore up his contract, and backhanded his second uncle to the police station. The second uncle stole the chicken but failed to eclipse the rice. Want to see my joke, I will make you a joke first. If you plant super seeds, one acre will cover ten acres of land. The clothes are monotonous and not new? Design it as a fashion. Lonely mouth without snacks? The food factory is covered in minutes. The comprehensive industrial park was erected, and the partners rushed to give Jiang Yingchun money. That is, there are too many jobs and not enough people. The whole village: Let's get together! Second Uncle: The clown is myself? Later, Jiang Yingchun with the titles of'Agricultural Expert','Food King','Technology Pioneer' and so on, drove the economy of the whole village to take off, got rid of poverty and became wealthy, and became the richest man by accident. Faced with reporters vying to do interviews, Jiang Yingchun: I decided to dedicate all technology to the country free of charge.
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