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Old 02-13-2006, 05:23 PM   #1
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The Lone Guner

Spelling is not great but I am not trying to be perfect. and its still a crude first chapter for the story.
I would rather hear negative then positive coments, because they let me know what I need to work on.

Gun shots rolled off as they continued to advance, I had no idea what was going on, how where they still walking! I heard the general yell for mortars to be adjusted as they walked past the first trench line, three rows of men left, slowly they moved on us, a few fell but a very small number compared to our losses, fifteen hundred men lost in the first fight, to thirty of them, and we lost the ground, Perona was completely over run by them, Eslania was surrounded and close to being over taken, the scientists at Adom, we haven't had word in months...

They are so close now... I can hear screams of terror from the men next to me, I tried to shoot back but my gun jam ed up, what a time for this, I fell in to the trench and tried to unjam it, nothing worked, frantically I looked around for a norther gun, but no one had died in this line yet, they never shot back, just walked, the commander yelled for a retreat but it was to late, they had us... they ran past us like the wind, an had us tr aped like rats, I could hear horrifying screams from my comrades as they sliced open there throats, blood every where, they where smiling the hole time, Jason's body fell on top of me from the trench wall, he had no color in his face, no blood left in him, who where Thea's people, and what the hell where they doing to us... then I Sal him, he towed over me in a green coat, surrounded by fire he smiled as he slowly leans down... I grabbed Jason's knife from his belt and stabbed it forward, it entered his chest like a knife in hot butter, he screamed a horrid cry of pain before he exploded in to a pile of dust at my feat, I was sacred, I had no where to run... then... they just vanished...

Now I was confused and scared, but the sun was coming up, the screams of pain had faded with the night, and as I looked around I lay ed witness to the torment and death of my comrades from my division, as well as many others, the last great defensive wall just fell... and the war had just begun.

"Hey! Where are you going?" She yelled as I walked out the door, "To the recruiters, they are having a meeting tonight and I don't want to miss it" I replayed back as I walked out the door, it was common for my mother to ask every time the door opened, she didn't care who it was, but i guess she was just being carefully. I walked out to by car, a 1996 Ford Thunder Bird, it was sweet, I loved every ride in it, and I knew I would miss it when I went to boot camp in the fall, but hell I always dreamed of being a sniper in the EVE core, defending the home land form invasion, Vampires started attacking about five yeas ago, my father died in the last defensive post, lost to the dreaded Lair master Bathery and his army, but now it was my turn, Blain Joseph McGiver, age 18, train to be a Sniper, I Will be placed in a team with an SMG gun division, a Sworder and a healer, but that was a long time away, they wouldn't send me until after boot camp, something about needing to be trained I guess, but hell, at least I was getting my shot.

As I drove down to the recruiting office I turned of the radio to see what was going on in the front lines, that's when I heard the story. "Apparently the EVE has faced another defeat, this time a portion of Parona was lost in the invasion, thousands dead from one attack. EVE command center was moved to Eslania and they are refusing all press conferences right now...". I knew as well as any other man that is Perona was lost, the city of Eslania would be next, we needed to take Limbo, but they where to busy being defensive and trying to hold peace talks.. it was a waist of time, they only wanted us dead... all of us...

~

As I drove up the the front I noticed Jake and Tiff where already there, Jake i expected but Tiff... She couldn't even watch some one kill a fly. As I got out they walked over, the sun was high and it was about noon, the recruiter was late, as normal. "Hey man, what took you so long to get here?" Jake asked me laughing, he always thought I needed a faster car "Sorry man, I had to actually follow street laws, you know? Not doing 90 down the roads" I replied. Tiff ran up to me and hugged me, I was far from complaining, she was the hottest chick in town if not the state, her brown hare was half way down her back and she always tied it back so it wouldn't get in her face, her blue eyes always made her look happy and you could get lost in them, after the hug she stepped back and smiled the usual smile every one got "Hey there, so when is the recruiter supposed to get here?" She asked, "You mean your not here for me? dammit" I replied and laughed a little she hit me in the arm like every other time I made one of my comments before saying "Haha, very funny, I am here to sign up for EVE like you" she stuck her tung out at me be for siting on the back of my car. "You? EVE? you can't kill a fly, how are you going to last in EVE?" I asked her. "I want to be a medic, it fits me, out of combat and I get to help people, so I don't have to kill anything" She explained, before I could make another comment the recruiter drove up and parked next to us, as he stepped out of his car and stood strait up, he was at least 6'7, his head shaved, he was in his army uniform with all his medals, he never smiled, and he ever laughed, when he noticed Tiff he looked over to me and sead "You should have left your girl Friend at home kid, this is not some social gathering" I could tell Tiff got mad but i stopped her before she could say something "She not my Girl, she wants to be a Medic in EVE" Tiff hated it when people sead she was my Girl Friend, I wouldn't mind the concept, but she did.

After we walked in and every one took there seat Staff Sargent McKay the recruiter helped Tiff fill out the paper work for the sign up and informed her about the boot camp and that she would have to go for 6 months be for being assigned to a squad, after he stood up and looked at us "Well, I called this meeting because the command needs more men in the fight, so the bus for Boot camp is coming tomorrow, I know it is a little ahead of what I sead be for but you should be ready for it" He looked at Jake "They won't let you screw around up there, they are very strict so I recommend you don't be your self, Jake" After that we went threw the regular work out be for he sent us home.

~

The bus pulled up in front of us, Jake was late, not really a surprise but if he missed the bus he would never get in EVE. His car pulled up at the last second, he jumped out his bag in hand and ran to the bus. Tossing his bag in the back he sat down across from Tiff and me a smile spread over his face, there where at least 20 other guys there, Tiff was the only girl, not really a surprise for this town a lot of people where scared about the war, the front line was now less than a few days walk from here but people have lived here for generations, no one was about to leave now, they would fight, to the last man if they had to. I watched out the window as the gray bus drove out of town, for the first time it hit me, I may never see my home town again...

Tiff poked me in the arm "Hello? your zoning out again Blain I told you to stop thinking about me all the time!" She laughed. I poked her back and smiled, that was Tiff, she never let it look like she was scared, but I could tell from her eyes, she was just as worried as I was. Jake sat silently, he was watching out side as we drove down the high way, he was already missing his brothers, we all missed our family as the bus rolled on. It was silent, the hole ride was silence, every one there knew they would never return home, or at least not to the home they had left.

When we got there the driver slammed on the brakes about thirty feet from the gate, we all jumped up to see why he stopped so suddenly, every one slowly sank back to there seats as the ground came in to view, over a thousand dead, sloterd, ash piles scattered here and there, corpse lay on the ground flies swarming over them, a few men stood at the gate holding guns, the driver got out and slowly walked up to them, after a few minutes he came back and drove them bus in the camp. If there was any man there not scared about the war, he was now.

In the gates a general got on the bus, his face grim as the area around him, he spoke his voice shaking a little at first but steadying as he went on "Hello magets! Welcome to hell, I am 1st staff Sargent Salotti, you will follow my rules here, I don't care what your recruiter sead, here you follow my rules our you end up dead!" he waited and walked up and down the middle on the bus "As you can see the threat is here, this was a small group of them, we managed to stop the attack be for it killed to many of us, here, you will learn how to defend your self, and how to defend the people in your quad!" He walked back to the front of the bus, his medals shining in the morning sun. "When you get off the bus you will line up and be assigned your number, you will remain with the people with your number, they will be your family, they will be your friends, they will be your life!" He looked over to Tiff "You! you will be in the medic tent tended to the wounded, get moving!" be for she stepped off she looked back to me, her eyes sead it all "Help me, I don't want to die here, alone..." I wish I could have sead it would be alright, but we all knew, this was no longer boot camp, this is the war, you survive or you die...

~

Its bin three months, boot camp has bin hard, between the work outs, training and the ever present threat of a raid from the vampires it has bin straining, mental as well as physically, but I am finally finished, tomorrow I go back home, if I still have one, we got cut off from the world in here, only the commanders know whats going on, they don't tell us so we can stay focused.

I haven't seen Tiff or Jake since i got here, I hope there all right, I hope Tiff is all right... I was siting on my bed when the door opened, every one els was supposed to be out at the rang, I got put in a new group to help the new guys settled in and get used to it, I didn't have to go to the rang with them so I stayed back to pack my stuff up, but who could be coming here? The door stood empty for a few minutes be for some one stepped threw, it was Larry, why would Larry be here? He was supposed to be at the rang with every one els.

He stepped forward, then fell on his face, blood running from his back, he had bin sliced down the spine, I rushed over to help him. He just looked up at me and smiled "They... they sead you would be here" He coughed out up some blood in his throat, I screamed for a medic "We where... attacked... at the... the rang, you have to... get out of here... there... there coming... a full attack, they plan... to take the base... people are already... already running... get out of here..." he managed to say, be for he died, he died in my arms. I knew him well, he lived a few houses down from me, how could this happen, the Area was guarded, there would have bin an alarm, unless... unless they where already in the base waiting!

I rushed out of the bunker to the armory, people in the base where running franticly trying to get on the buses and get out. The armor was empty when i got there, no one to check the guns, I hoped over the counter and grabbed a vest, a sniper rifle, 9mm and enough ammo to take out New York, I grabbed a vest, I knew it wouldn't help me agents the attack but I felt better having one, I grabbed a combat knife be for walking out the door the sniper held on my shoulder.
I looked around, people where still franticly running around, the Rang was a good 500 yards from the base and the enemy seamed to be waiting for there chants to strike. I walked to one of the buses, the one with the Medic team, I helped a guy stand up, he must have tripped over something, he was limping so I helped him get to the bus. When we got there the head medic stopped me form getting on "No solders! this is for wounded and medic personnel only! you have your own bus over there" He pointed to the bus accost from them "And what happens if you get attacked? are you going to defend your selves with a scalpel?" I sead, calmly, he looked at me, I was most likely the only person not screaming or scared witless he had seen all day, I don't know why I was calm, but something in side me sead they would not attack till night fall, it had bin proved they can attack in the day, but most of there strikes where after dark or mid dawn. He moved out of my way and let me on the bus, I sat in the front, out of every ones way, I set the sniper butt on the ground an leaned it agents the wall of the bus, I pulled out the 9mm and made shour it was fully loaded be for putting it back in the vest.

I looked around but didn't see Tiff, I hope she was alright, I sat back down, there must be a second bus, she would be on the first bus out, I didn't ask tho, every one was busy working, I didn't want to get in the way... I realized it then, just how much... just how much I loved her...

~

It was noon when the buses pulled out, all of them loaded with men and women, solders and medic, I was the only solder on my bus, at least the only one that wasn't in a bed injured. I was a specialist, sniper core, boys at the bunker called me the sniper from hell, I never missed, unless I was distracted...
My mind was running in every direction, we had to get out of there, was any one left behind? Did Jake make it out? Was Tiff safe from harm, Tiff, her face flashed before my eyes, her wonderful smile, her blue eyes, I fell deep in her eyes so many times, got lost in her eyes, I couldn't shake the last look she gave me tho... the look of fear, I guess it would be appropriate for this, but it only made me worry even more

I felt a hand on my shoulder, resting gently, I didn't look up but I could tell it was a girl, he soft hand griped my shoulder a little be for she spoke "I am glad he let you on, I know I feel a lot safer with a sniper on the bus, we are in the middle of the convoy but we will be braking off when we get to the turn off to the nearest MASH unit, the rest of the men will be taken to the nearest base and equipped for the war, its a shame relay, so many of them are still so young and untrained" She released my shoulder and walked to the back of the bus, I looked up to see her face but she had turned away already, her long brown hair swayed behind her tied back, like Tiffs, could that have bin her? No, she would have told me it was her, unless, unless she didn't even know, my helmet could have blocked my face from her, the vest should have hid my badge so she would have no clue...

I stood up and looked back, I spotted her in the back of the bus and started to walk back, moving out of the way of medics rushing around, I was almost next to her, I was right behind her, then the bus jerked to a stop, I heard a scream from the driver, I pulled out my 9mm but be for I knew what happened it all went dark... What just happened? Something hit me... but what? Was that relay Tiff? Was I that close just to lose her again, was I dead? Why did the bus stop? Why did the driver scream? What happened to me... my head hurts, so tired... I will take a nap... no... must... must stay... awake... ...

~

"Blain?" A faint voice called, it sounded so distant "Blain!" It was louder this time, it was a guy, I felt some on pulling on my shirt "Blain! Get your ass up be for I brake your god dam arm!" It was Jake! I slowly opened my eyes, I blinked a few times, where was I... it was green, must e in the field, uh, what was that smell

I sat up slowly and looked around, the convoy of buses was flipped over, the smell was the roting corpses from the people, there where bodes hanging half out of the windows of the bus, there was no blood, not even a drop of it on the ground. I felt some one pull back on my hair as I fell on my back on the ground again, my head was supported, felt like a soft pillow, god I could use a good night sleep, I looked up and Tiff was siting there smiling down at me, he head was resting in her lap, I struggled to get up back on my feet but she pulled me back down and frowned at me, she was trying to look mad, but those blue eyes could never show anger "Now just wait, you are hurt and need to get this cut cleaned and raped!" She sead trying to sound mad. I looked back up at her "Any thing you so miss, just remember who has the guns" I sead with a wink, we both laughed for a moment be for she finished cleaning the cut on the side of my head, Jake sead when the bus tipped one of the stretchers holding a solder hit me in the side of the head and put me out cold, the bus him and Tiff where on was about a mile back and got here after the attack, only three medics and me survived the attack.

"We need to get to the MASH unit if we are going to get any help out here" Jake sead looking around at the other solders, all cadets, most haven't bin at the camp for a week yet, Jake was the one in command for that bus, no one els had a higher rank then him, He was a Staff Sargent now, but I out ranked him as a specialist, I wouldn't brake it to him until I could walk again, just in case I had to enforce my rank.

Once Tiff was finished she let me sit up, I would have stayed there all day but I knew we had to get moving if we where going to make it to the MASH before night fall, from the sun it looked about noon now, I have no idea how many days past that I was out but I was hopping it wasn't more than 1. "Alright, get the kids back on the bus, take what ever fuel you can from the other buses in case we need it, and Jake, I hope you grabbed a gun on your way out" I sead after getting to my feet with Tiffs help. He looked up at me for a second before standing "Heh, we already got the Fuel, every man on this bus has a gun, thats why we where the last to leave, saved our asses too, but lets get one thing down now, I am in command, I out rank every one here and I.." I cut him off there "No Jake, I out rank every one here, you are a Sargent, I am a specialist, I was trained to do this sort of thing, you where trained to shoot and hope you hit some one, this is not the time or place to fight over rank, but if you will not follow orders than we will settle this now" he watched me for a moment not saying anything befor walking away and ordering every one back on the bus.

"You could have bin nicer about it you know" Tiff sead watching him walk off "He grew up a lot, but he still has his ego". "I know Tiff, but I had to finish it now so he will listen latter, I don't like havening to order one of my best friends around but if I have to I will." I took her hand and we started to walk to the bus "There is so much I want to tell you, I can't wait till we get back home" I told her. She smiled up at me "I think I already know" She leaned up and kissed the side of my face before running to the bus to help get the other injured medics on the bus. If we don't get to the MASH before night fall, I don't think we will ever get there.

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So... dos this mean no one liked it enuff to finesh it or are you all just so blown away that you can't think strate?
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And fair warning, my spelling is not the best.
You are not kidding.

I will guess that the lack of response is because, as it stands, it is a mess. Put a line between each paragraph to make it more readable. And, as for your spelling, use a spellchecker. Your grammar, also, needs too much work - I was unable to get past the first paragraph because of the lack of coherence.

The idea of putting work up for critique is that you have done your best, as far as is possible, to get your idea expressed. This does not look like you've taken any care of it before posting. No editing whatsoever.
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You are not kidding.

I will guess that the lack of response is because, as it stands, it is a mess. Put a line between each paragraph to make it more readable. And, as for your spelling, use a spellchecker. Your grammar, also, needs too much work - I was unable to get past the first paragraph because of the lack of coherence.

The idea of putting work up for critique is that you have done your best, as far as is possible, to get your idea expressed. This does not look like you've taken any care of it before posting. No editing whatsoever.
I put a line betwean the paras, spellnig errors fixed, and in my defense, in the offical copy they are indented (Like normal books) This forum just dosent read it so it dosent show.

And if you can't read the first copy that was up, you need to learn how to read, this is not the only place it was posted and you are the first to tell me they can't read it
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I put a line betwean the paras, spellnig errors fixed, and in my defense, in the offical copy they are indented (Like normal books) This forum just dosent read it so it dosent show.
I know it won't show when you copy here as the formatting applies to whatever word processing document you are using. Here, the prose needs formatted; a line between - and thanks for providing it - is usually enough to aid reading your piece. Looking over it, though, there are a number of spelling errors which I shall address.

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And if you can't read the first copy that was up, you need to learn how to read,
And if you want critique then you need to learn to respect other forum users. I never said I couldn't read your piece; I said the lack of care in presentation makes it unreadable. I said that the lack of coherence made it hard to get past the first paragraph - this isn't because I can't read, this is because if you don't care enough to make the text readable then I don't care enough to read it.

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this is not the only place it was posted and you are the first to tell me they can't read it
I'm probably the first person to tell you that because I don't care about hurting feelings or bursting bubbles; writers need to have a thick skin, as negative critique is inevitable. I could read your thing fine but the delivery is so bad that I couldn't be bothered to read it. Think about your readers...

Now, to the text itself:

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Gun shots rolled off as they continued to advance, I had no idea what was going on, how where they still walking! I heard the general yell for mortars to be adjusted as they walked past the first trench line, three rows of men left, slowly they moved on us, a few fell but a very small number compared to our losses, fifteen hundred men lost in the first fight, to thirty of them, and we lost the ground, Perona was completely over run by them, Eslania was surrounded and close to being over taken, the scientists at Adom, we haven't had word in months...
  1. Gunshots (not gun shots) rolled off what? The phrase here does not read well and the use of they, in this context, makes it feel as if it is the gunshots that are advancing and not an enemy. End the sentence, too.
  2. how were they still walking is a question, end it with a question mark. Not the spelling error, also.
  3. You need to learn how to end a sentence. You are separating too many with commas which run into each other, making little sense.
  4. Why have you ended this paragraph with an ellipsis? There is no need.
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so close now... I can hear screams of terror from the men next to me, I tried to shoot back but my gun jam ed up, what a time for this, I fell in to the trench and tried to unjam it, nothing worked, frantically I looked around for a norther gun, but no one had died in this line yet, they never shot back, just walked, the commander yelled for a retreat but it was to late, they had us... they ran past us like the wind, an had us tr aped like rats, I could hear horrifying screams from my comrades as they sliced open there throats, blood every where, they where smiling the hole time, Jason's body fell on top of me from the trench wall, he had no color in his face, no blood left in him, who where Thea's people, and what the hell where they doing to us... then I Sal him, he towed over me in a green coat, surrounded by fire he smiled as he slowly leans down... I grabbed Jason's knife from his belt and stabbed it forward, it entered his chest like a knife in hot butter, he screamed a horrid cry of pain before he exploded in to a pile of dust at my feat, I was sacred, I had no where to run... then... they just vanished...
  1. Spelling mistakes are listed in a bold red font above.
  2. Once again, it's just a rambling stream of consciousness first draft.
  3. Ditch the so close now... at the beginning. It's useless.
  4. You say that I could hear horrifying screams from my comrades as they slice open their throats which actually reads as if the character's comrades are slitting their own throats. You really need to address who they are.
  5. You don't stab a knife forward.
  6. The simile like a knife in hot butter - apart from being cliche - doesn't work here as you are comparing a knife with a knife.
  7. Who the hell is Jason?
  8. Why is Jason falling from a wall? How is that possible?
  9. Your other simile about running past like the wind may need a bit of clarification.
  10. Who or what is Thea? Is Thea the unnamed person wearing a green coat?
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Now I was confused and scared, but the sun was coming up, the screams of pain had faded with the night, and as I looked around I lay ed witness to the torment and death of my comrades from my division, as well as many others, the last great defensive wall just fell... and the war had just begun.
  1. No spelling errors other than the mysterios ed noted above.
  2. Why was the character confused and scared? You do not appear to be getting inside their head. They are commenting only on action but if you are going to use a first person narrator then you need to show their thoughts as these will explain their actions.
  3. It's obvious that someone's comrades would be from their division. You don't need from my division.
  4. What war? There's so much unspecific things going on that the story is not grabbing me at all. It's boring.
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"Hey! Where are you going?" She yelled as I walked out the door, "To the recruiters, they are having a meeting tonight and I don't want to miss it" I replayed back as I walked out the door, it was common for my mother to ask every time the door opened, she didn't care who it was, but i guess she was just being carefully. I walked out to by car, a 1996 Ford Thunder Bird, it was sweet, I loved every ride in it, and I knew I would miss it when I went to boot camp in the fall, but hell I always dreamed of being a sniper in the EVE core, defending the home land form invasion, Vampires started attacking about five yeas ago, my father died in the last defensive post, lost to the dreaded Lair master Bathery and his army, but now it was my turn, Blain Joseph McGiver, age 18, train to be a Sniper, I Will be placed in a team with an SMG gun division, a Sworder and a healer, but that was a long time away, they wouldn't send me until after boot camp, something about needing to be trained I guess, but hell, at least I was getting my shot.
  1. Who the hell is she? There's a war on. Also: "Hey, where are you going?" You do not need to use the word yelled (use said) as the tone of voice is inferred by the dialogue.
  2. This switch in the story was not done well.
And it's here I'm going to have to leave this piece as I find it to be poor and without merit. There are too many mistakes and blatant disregard for sentence structure to make it worth my while reading the whole thing. It would be worth your while, however, to get a book on grammar and read it.

But, with the four paragraphs I've looked at, I can advise you that you need to understand your character's internal processes more. All he does is describe what is going on around him. Also, he isn't describing what is around him other than action - there's no sense of place. All I can see in my mind is some bland field with a couple of trenches littered with dead bodies. What's the sky like? What's the ground like? Is it cold? All these things are important.
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