ASNES!It will never end!

Wouldn't that be cool if I updated right now!? Well, guess what! I'm going to! :D :D :D :p WEEEEE!!!! THE POOPDAIT!!!!
 
<---- stops worrying, and is joyed :)
 
Update 5
Year 110,000


First religion started in lands inhabitted by Gigantopithecus. YAY!!! THE POOP RELIGION!

The first signs of cultivation show in lands of the Land Shokuin. YAY!!! LAND SHOKUIN GREEN THUMBERS!!! :D

Wooks are getting destroyed everywhere they try to advance their race, except in the north.

The Janjaweed, though not the most intelligent race in the world, have the most advanced tools.

Evo points?

1 to the Florensi

We are close to the end of the race... Race... :p Races are finding themselves pretty adequate to survive, except the wooks haha... But they are unnable to cope, because they're too busy destroying one another and everything. Good stuff. Soon the races will be destroying one another, and we will see tribes comeing out. BWAHAHA! TRIBES!!! Then city-states!Then empires! Then WHAHAHAHAA My NES WILL BE AWESOME!

EVeryone who wrote a story got a significant expansion bonus to make up for the lack of evolution.


Next update is the 14th!
 
RTRTOR5.GIF
 
The Pack had found another pack, humanoid creautures they were, big and hairy, and incredibly stupid. When first encountered they appeared to be fleeing some other threat and had run straight into Pack territory, they had been torn asunder and devoured as was only fitting. For the Pack Shokuin followed the teachings of the Wolf, and wasted no beast they hunted, even if they looked vaguely like a Shokuin. They were the right, body type but other than that they were completely different.

The Pack leader recognised the threat these creatures held though, they were organised killing creatures and therefor threatened the Shokuins supremecy in the local food chain. So the Shokuin started hunting these creatures that had come from the north. They moved in packs, encircling where possible the creatures who had wondered off alone. But even when found in groups the Shokuin prefered to attack from all sides, suddenly and without warning.

They tracked them to their camps during the day and crept in at night, killing silently and then dragging off their corpses to be devoured at home. They found that much like the Shokuin these creautures necks were vital and when cut open they poured forth their life blood. The hunters claws proved perfect for such killing as did their teeth. A favoured tactic was to jump upon these hairy things and sink their claws into arms and legs while ripping out their 'throat' with their teeth.

Meanwhile back in their camps where the women folk had been growing plants they started stockpiling them, certain plants and seeds didnt go off if kept in the right conditions, or at least didnt go off nearly as quickly as meat. Though with the over abundance of these new humanoid creatures lack of meat was no longer a problem.

Orders:

Advance and Hunt, North.
 
Good good, thats what i was driving at with my story... A city around the lake, a city at the River mouth and a city below the caves is to develope soon :)... will they stay as a nation, or will the Janjaweed, Janjareed and Jengawood part ways and form 3 nations?!?? hmm hmmm!
 
Hmm if any further break was to happen within my people it would probably be along the lines of, those that like eating Every thing we kill even humanoids, and those that dont.
 
I think I'm going to have aliens come down and give a HUGE bonus to one race. Wouldn't that be crazy?
 
Not so much if they came in search of Kibabs...:mischief:
 
Baptism by Poop



The Trial by poop was about to begin, a month earlier the keeper of the holy turd had died and a new one had to be selected, this was done through the trial by poop.

The trial by poop was practically a biathlon, a group of ten candidates was selected, the candidates would have to run a short distance, dive into a 10 meter deep pool filled with feces and urine and search for the holy turd that laid somewhere at the bottom, the one whom found it then would have to bring it to the surface and start running a 3 days long marathon with the holy turd on his shoulder, the winner of this contest would become the keeper of the holy turd.

Noma was standing at the start line with his fellow contestants, he was supremely confident that he would emerge victor of the contest, physically he was the favorite, but did he have what it takes mentally to win the challenge?

The Judge tossed a rock in the air, as soon as it would land the challenge began, starting a fraction of a second too early and you would be disqualified, as soon as the rock hit the ground the challengers began the short sprint to the pool of truth, as expected Noma was there first, but at this stage of the race a few seconds mattered little, he dove head forward into the pool of truth, he made his way towards the bottom of the pool and began searching for the holy turd, others soon joined him, just before Noma was running out of air his hand stumbled into something smooth, it was the holy turd, Noma took it and made his way to the surface, but instead of exiting the pool and beginning to run, knowing that the challengers would see him within seconds, he put the turd between his belly and the side of the pool and pretended to have been surfaced just to get air, within a few seconds all the other challengers surfaced, gasping for some air, no matter how rancid it was and after a few lungful of air they went down again, searching for the holy turd. Noma waited a few more seconds to be certain that all had surfaced, he then pulled himself out of the pool of truth and began running, it took the others several minutes to realize that Noma was gone, but as soon as it they did they began their pursuit.

Noma knew that it was only a matter of time before they would realize he had the Holy Turd, but he was certain that even with the heavy relic on him he could outrun them, he ran for days, his muscles burned and were pumping battery acid, his body begged him to stop, the feces on his skin had hardened and made a shell that prevented him from sweating properly, he had hoped that the feces would wash off after he had swum across some rivers but since he dared not waste time by washing himself so much of his body was still covered with feces.

Noma had almost arrived to the finish, he could see the group of men that he had to reach to win, as he was preparing to engage in the final sprint another contestant jumped in his way from behind a some bushes, &#8220;Hand it over Noma!&#8221; he was told, &#8220;No! I found it and I ran for days, now you want to steal my victory? Honorless coward!&#8221; he replied, &#8220;Hand it over or die!&#8221; the contestant told him while pulling a knife and pointing him toward Noma, &#8220;You want it that bad? HERE!&#8221; Noma said as he hurled the Heavy lump of Heavenly Poop with all his force toward the Contestant head, the contestant barely managed to pull his arms over his face and avoid certain death, but the Holy Turd still knocked him down and unconscious. Noma took the holy relic from the ground and began sprinting, he had made it, he was now the New Keeper of the Holy Turd.

OCC: my stories are getting really crappy, i better start depoopify a bit :lol:

Orders:
Expand towards the sunset, were the holy land awaits.
 
The Darwinese still learning from the Eagle kept the high ground when the Wooks invaded their territories we just simply threw rocks down that either crushed them or scared them off. We grunt and shout every time a bear mauls the Wooks and drag them off, glad that we are not being bugged by the bears instead. We have arrived at the end of land, upon arriving there there was nothing but water for miles in what appears to be a great lake. (Bering Strait) We settled down not seeming to have any other place to go.

The Darwinese in the South continued to expand south and east taking in new lands but still meeting the same animals. We have discovered interesting foods around that area despite the dry arid desert, they still follow their new pet the Coyote, and watch its every move, finding new watering holes, food locations and shelter. The coyote has met his pack and we now travel with the pack hunting and living together. The coyotes have protected our children and women when wild animals attack and we are forever grateful at them for their protection. They seem to have accepted us into their pack.

Orders
Expand South.
 
OOC: If the 'bears' are me... then we are kinda Wolves... but i think i just jumped to the wrong conclusion as Bears arent really pack animals...
 
OOC: I was talking about the Coyotes in the South. Bears are not pack animals like Wolves and Coyotes. I just used them for my men in the North where they are hiding out in the mountains. The Coyotes on the other hand have accepted us and allowed us to mingle with them without fights for territory or food.
 
OOC: Ah yes i just thought the reference to dragging the Wooks away might have been to my story where our people drag their 'kill's home to be eaten. :D
 
Hahaha... Good stuff. My internet, for one reason or another, wasn't working last night. Update to be posted tonight haha. Sorry, once again, for the delay.
 
oops! story will come this evening..
 
Gah.

The averaqge Flores was pathetic. Sorry, but true. Standing barely at five feet, and with such scrawny bodies that it would make the modern wimp look like the Governator. Ironically, if they were not isolated for their development, they would have no doubt gone extinct as soon as they meet another race (especially the giants of India).

However, with their pitiful statue, the Flores were forced to make up with this pitfal through community. A single Flores would be no match for any predator, but in a larger group the situation couple be reversed and the prey become predator. As such, the Flores were able to keep expanding and soon enough began to multiply like rabbits.

Orders: Expand, gaining a foothold on Java, Borneo, and Austrialia 9expand a lot more, but at least try to get these.)

Use point on evolving tools (think rock on a stick) and reproduction (think rabbits.)
 
Update was supposed to be tonight, but I have 2 of 4 order sets (The new guy doesn't count this time around). Update will be Sunday... I may try and get an update every day of next week, so we can get to the juicy meet of this NES.

lol, its 6 days and 1 update later.... :lol:

cmon Amon! update! :cry:
 
I understand how you feel, however this has been an extremely busy week for me. I can't update till tomarrow, it's been so busy for me.
 
I'll sneak a story in aswell i pormise!
 
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