Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-24473056-20160702194348

Okay, so this is a fanfiction thing I wanted to make for some reason. It's not very good, but it's much better than my last one.

There was a thunderous roar as a man ran past a tree stump and hid behind it. He looked up at the sky and ran behind a tree, but then a hole opened up in his torso and he fell down and ceased moving.

The man at the desk, named Reyqe, was the commanding general. He was a minor lieutenant, and commanded a small division of less than 50,000 soldiers, a rather large force for only light colonel.

"Sire, we will invade the Romans in a few hours. You will be required to become prepared or you will be executed as we cannot have our holy leaders appearing ungarnished before our enemies.", said a man.

"Of course, my man.", said Reyqe, and began throwing bundles of clothes around the room. He picked up a spare uniform and threw it into a water cubicle so it wouldn't rot when he was showering. Then he walked into a room, placed his hands upon the taps and immediately drew back. Something was wrong, he could tell that.

"Donald, come in here for a minute.", Reyqe said to his partner, Donald Blump, a construction worker. She was busy building the camp's fortifications in the form of a massive reinforced titanium and concrete wall which would surely completely blockade anyone from entering without permission. Donald stopped building the wall and went back inside.

"Alright, turn these taps on and tell me if there is a problem.", said Reyqe.

Donald placed her hands on the taps and drew back. Then she pulled out a wooden rod and began whacking the metal taps with the rod, slowing turning them on. Eventually the taps were activated and water began gushing out of the faucet.

"Alright, thanks for that, Donald.", said Reyqe.

"It is an honour, your majesty.", Donald said and walked out of the watering cubicle.

Reyqe nodded to himself and removed his clothes and stepped into the watering cubicle, his feet becoming wet and going onto the floor. The water was too hot, so he adjusted the taps, ignoring the immense burning sensation he was getting from the metal taps.

He was thinking about the upcoming invasion along other current events, and was positively charged with excitement! He couldn't wait to enter combat for the first time in decades of sorting paperwork. At first, the announcement that was partaking in the battle had been a shocking surprise for him, but he had earthed himself enough to be able to focus on the battle.

He was thinking over his battle funds as well. Of course, being a general, he had amp;le resources, along with plenty of backup solutions he could zap out at the speed of a electron, so everything was perfectly wired there.

The water was too cold, so Reyqe lowered the temperature again. "Ah!" he shouted as he felt the odd raw sensation on the metal taps again.

"Watt in the world is that..?", Reyqe wondered to himself. He relaxed slightly. "Ohm well, I'd better not let myself get too amped up over such simple matters.", Reyqe said, unplugging his interest from the taps. "Wow, that definitely hertz, though. Almost feels like a kick to 'de 'ol family joules, that one.", he thought.

Finally, he was finished, and went to disable the taps, and did so without too much stress. He stepped out, looking around himself.

He looked down at the floor, which had filth and dirt scattered everywhere, absolutely galvanised by the revolting state of the floor.

He stepped out, but then a bolt of something flashed from a random cable that was lying on the ground and Reyqe went sent backwards and died.

Donald yelled and came rushing in, weapons at the ready. "Reyqe, report your status.", she said, staring at him, waiting for a reply. If he was dead, then she would need to execute him, so he didn't become undead.

He did not reply, so Donald emptied her Thompsun SMG into Reyqe, ensuring he was dead. She called for reinforcements, though, and wandered around the room.

"What's happening? What's going on?", said Gattz, the first one to enter the room. He carried an AT4 launcher with a flashlight mounted on the top, and he started pointing it around the room suspiciously.

"I have no idea, I just came in here and Reyqe was killed. I think some sort of magical beast came out of the floor and gave him quite the shock, that's what I reckon, anyway.", said Donald.

"What? How did this beast arrive? What of your "Blump wall"? You promised us that nothing could enter our fort!", Gattz shouted, raising his AT4.

"OI OI OI MATES, WUTZ GOIN' ON DOWN 'ERE, AYYY?", said a loud, booming voice. A marine came in, named Caskae, the sub-leader of a small vehicles division. He walked around the room, marching back and forth. 