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Amir AsaduAllah - The Messenger

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Pretty good so far, like it a lot!

Thanks much appreciated!

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*Amir steps away from the T.O.R outpost campfire, laughter and several voices can be heard in the background. Amir walks to the boathouse, the coastal air carries with it a refreshing smell. Amir finally feeling relaxed rests on a cushion, pulls his journal from his backpack and begins to write*

Journal Entry*8 18/01/2014

"Wa Salam Alaykum my dearest companion, may this journal entry find you feeling the peace that I do now. I realise it has been a few days since my latest journal entry, there was a purpose in doing so. I cannot, atleast not yet tell you what I have been doing. It brings me immeasurable heartache to recall.

I will tell you however that everything I did, I did with the right intentions. After some serious thought and mysterious incidents my Lord Allah has guided me towards the righteous path.

He has taught me to be humble.

Shown me how to be merciful.

And made me a better man, perhaps the best man I can ever hope to be.."

"In any case I have made the decision to return to my friends. I have missed out on so much! I am still trying to catch up with everybody but they all have their own things happening so for the moment I cant tell you everything unfortunately. But what I can tell you is.. Arcarius, my brother is a watcher!! Indeed I couldn't believe it at first but uh I guess it makes sense with him and Sophia having their "thing"."

"There is still one problem however..

Mick.

I still haven't seen him. Honestly I am extremely worried about what he will do when he sees me. Arcy told me Mick wanted to try and track me once I left but Arcy convinced him otherwise.

After convincing him apparently Mick went into a furious rage and left the camp alone, with fire in his eyes.

Mick hasn't been seen by anyone since..

Either way I can only hope he is safe. I'm sure he is if anything I should worry about my safety when he gets back ha. Like I said I really don't know how he will react to my return.

I'll make Dua for him in the morning and pray for his safe return.

Until then I have questions for some people that need answering."

*Amir runs his fingers through his white feather*

...

"Questions that I fear perhaps should not be answered".

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// OOC:

Well first off to all those that have read my thread I would like to thank you all for the amazing encouragement you have given me. I have always been sceptical about my writing but the support given by most of you really helped me to keep writing.

However unfortunately I will not be writing in this journal for some time. Due to recent events IC and OOC I simply have lost motivation to write what encounters I have in S1.

At the moment I am also trying to get a clan (The Outsiders) started and am currently debating the following:

-Perma death Amir.

-Keep Amir but start new journal based on clan activities.

So at the moment I am taking a break from writing in this journal, hopefully my clan will be made official soon and then I will start writing again (maybe) and things can be back to normal.

So until then a big thanks for putting in the time to read the story of Amir and hopefully I'll be back writing within a week or two.

Peace and Blessings upon you all!

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I say keep Amir just record clan operations in your journal as well as the usual.

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I say keep Amir just record clan operations in your journal as well as the usual.

I don't wanna lose Amir either. But its going to be very difficult to make him from what he is now to a clan leader..

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Nice work Amir keep it going !

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** Amir sits by the campfire, directing orders to his men. 'Hurry men we must prepare! Hunters go forth with the gatherers and get supplies for the camp. Warriors you will provide escort, on your return make sure to look for some ammo as we are running low. It will not be long men.

Not long until we have a home!'

The men shout their war cry as they leave their Chieftan to meditate.

Amir makes Dua for his men and then reaches for his Quran in his back pack. He fumbles through a few things until he feels a book.

But not just any book,

it feels covered in dust

its his journal.

He runs his hands over the cover, running his hardened fingers over the letters 'OS' on the cover.

A feeling of guilt grows deep inside of him,

A voice in his ear calls for him.

Calls for him to talk.

To tell his story.**

Journal Entry #9: 13th February, 2014

Once again my dear friend.

Wa Salam Alaykum.

I am sorry I have not done this for quite some time now but.. I guess I just didn't think anyone could possibly care about my story. Even now part of me is telling me to not bother, but the other part of me.

The real me,

Is telling me it helps.

I am most saddened to say this to you my dear friend.

I have lied to you,

I have completely abused your trust in my writing and cannot possibly hope for your forgiveness. I guess if you have read this far however then you would like to know what I lied to you about then.

Well.

Here it goes.

I am not a simple servant of Allah my lord and master, I am not here to simply spread his holy and righteous word. I am not who you think I am.

I am..

I am a living contradiction.

A bad joke,

A dark soul and a animal of the unholy kingdom.

I am a monster.

I lead a family, a tribe of individuals from all over the world. We survive through selfishness yet share knowledge through passion and inspiration. We live and breath the land we walk on, and we respect every living soul on it. But we do not interact with the unknown. Atleast not without an obvious immediate benefit, after all being a leader is a dangerous prospect. A good leader always puts the life of his own people first. Even before the souls that share his peoples world. An even better Chieftain leads by example. This is what I strive for,

Not just for me,

Not just for my lord,

But for the very survival of my people.

I am Amir AsaduAllah Tribal Chief of The Outsiders.

And this is my true story.

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** Amir sits by the campfire, directing orders to his men. 'Hurry men we must prepare! Hunters go forth with the gatherers and get supplies for the camp. Warriors you will provide escort, on your return make sure to look for some ammo as we are running low. It will not be long men.

Not long until we have a home!'

The men shout their war cry as they leave their Chieftan to meditate.

Amir makes Dua for his men and then reaches for his Quran in his back pack. He fumbles through a few things until he feels a book.

But not just any book,

it feels covered in dust

its his journal.

He runs his hands over the cover, running his hardened fingers over the letters 'OS' on the cover.

A feeling of guilt grows deep inside of him,

A voice in his ear calls for him.

Calls for him to talk.

To tell his story.**

Journal Entry #9: 13th February, 2014

Once again my dear friend.

Wa Salam Alaykum.

I am sorry I have not done this for quite some time now but.. I guess I just didn't think anyone could possibly care about my story. Even now part of me is telling me to not bother, but the other part of me.

The real me,

Is telling me it helps.

I am most saddened to say this to you my dear friend.

I have lied to you,

I have completely abused your trust in my writing and cannot possibly hope for your forgiveness. I guess if you have read this far however then you would like to know what I lied to you about then.

Well.

Here it goes.

I am not a simple servant of Allah my lord and master, I am not here to simply spread his holy and righteous word. I am not who you think I am.

I am..

I am a living contradiction.

A bad joke,

A dark soul and a animal of the unholy kingdom.

I am a monster.

I lead a family, a tribe of individuals from all over the world. We survive through selfishness yet share knowledge through passion and inspiration. We live and breath the land we walk on, and we respect every living soul on it. But we do not interact with the unknown. Atleast not without an obvious immediate benefit, after all being a leader is a dangerous prospect. A good leader always puts the life of his own people first. Even before the souls that share his peoples world. An even better Chieftain leads by example. This is what I strive for,

Not just for me,

Not just for my lord,

But for the very survival of my people.

I am Amir AsaduAllah Tribal Chief of The Outsiders.

And this is my true story.

Dark and beautiful. You have such eloquence with words. Glad you are writing again. I've missed it.

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Dark and beautiful. You have such eloquence with words. Glad you are writing again. I've missed it.

Thanks so much!

If only Amir had an angels protection again.. ;)

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** Amir sits by the campfire, directing orders to his men. 'Hurry men we must prepare! Hunters go forth with the gatherers and get supplies for the camp. Warriors you will provide escort, on your return make sure to look for some ammo as we are running low. It will not be long men.

Not long until we have a home!'

The men shout their war cry as they leave their Chieftan to meditate.

Amir makes Dua for his men and then reaches for his Quran in his back pack. He fumbles through a few things until he feels a book.

But not just any book,

it feels covered in dust

its his journal.

He runs his hands over the cover, running his hardened fingers over the letters 'OS' on the cover.

A feeling of guilt grows deep inside of him,

A voice in his ear calls for him.

Calls for him to talk.

To tell his story.**

Journal Entry #9: 13th February, 2014

Once again my dear friend.

Wa Salam Alaykum.

I am sorry I have not done this for quite some time now but.. I guess I just didn't think anyone could possibly care about my story. Even now part of me is telling me to not bother, but the other part of me.

The real me,

Is telling me it helps.

I am most saddened to say this to you my dear friend.

I have lied to you,

I have completely abused your trust in my writing and cannot possibly hope for your forgiveness. I guess if you have read this far however then you would like to know what I lied to you about then.

Well.

Here it goes.

I am not a simple servant of Allah my lord and master, I am not here to simply spread his holy and righteous word. I am not who you think I am.

I am..

I am a living contradiction.

A bad joke,

A dark soul and a animal of the unholy kingdom.

I am a monster.

I lead a family, a tribe of individuals from all over the world. We survive through selfishness yet share knowledge through passion and inspiration. We live and breath the land we walk on, and we respect every living soul on it. But we do not interact with the unknown. Atleast not without an obvious immediate benefit, after all being a leader is a dangerous prospect. A good leader always puts the life of his own people first. Even before the souls that share his peoples world. An even better Chieftain leads by example. This is what I strive for,

Not just for me,

Not just for my lord,

But for the very survival of my people.

I am Amir AsaduAllah Tribal Chief of The Outsiders.

And this is my true story.

Such beutifullness chief. Dem feels. <3

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Such beutifullness chief. Dem feels. <3

Not even sucking up ;)

Btw your promoted to war chief :D

(sshhhh don't tell mick :troll: )

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Such beutifullness chief. Dem feels. <3

Not even sucking up ;)

Btw your promoted to war chief :D

(sshhhh don't tell mick :troll: )

Marry me...

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Such beutifullness chief. Dem feels. <3

Not even sucking up ;)

Btw your promoted to war chief :D

(sshhhh don't tell mick :troll: )

Marry me...

You..

Give.

Me.

Dem.

Feels.

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Not even sucking up ;)

Btw your promoted to war chief :D

(sshhhh don't tell mick :troll: )

Marry me...

You..

Give.

Me.

Dem.

Feels.

I'll help you with dem feels.

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Marry me...

You..

Give.

Me.

Dem.

Feels.

I'll help you with dem feels.

It's officially a bromance.

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You..

Give.

Me.

Dem.

Feels.

I'll help you with dem feels.

It's officially a bromance.

I've never been happier to hear something

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// Well hello everyone who has bothered to read through all of the spam and crap to get this far through the thread. First off thanks a tonne for reading through this (assuming you havn't just zoomed through it). I did do quite a lot of writing about Amir nearly two months ago but I stopped due to IC and OOC reasons.

So now that everything is slightly more chilled it would be great if you guys could give me any feedback at all on my writing. Even if you say its absolutely dog shit I don't care any feedback helps!!

Thanks all and hopefully enjoy!

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Wow!

This has been a really nice read. Hopefully you keep this up, I NEED MORE!

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I NEED MORE!

Made my day! <3

Will be more tonight hopefully!

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I NEED MORE!

Made my day! <3

Will be more tonight hopefully!

Awesome! Looking forward to it. Quality writing right here.

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Journal Entry #10: 16th February, 2014

So my dear friend,

Now that you know who I am I guess I should be more faithful in my writing to you. After all if you have read so far into my journal then you at the very least deserve the truth.

Before I continue and begin to tell you what I have done, and what I am going to do. I must warn you it is not pleasant,

it is not light-hearted

and it is not what you think..

I must also tell you that what I have done is dark and Haram so please do not judge my beliefs on what I have done for I know I have sinned. My actions should only reflect myself and not others associated with my beliefs for if a brother Muslim or sister Muslimah heard of my actions I would be of the most hated outcasts possible amongst my people.

Also perhaps you are wondering what happened to my past family, Sophia and Arcy? Well that is a good question.. Since I revealed my true self fewer friends have come, and more have simply gone. I fear my true self has also revealed the true side of the people around me.

I wish things were different..

But you may be pleased to hear my dear brother Mick is alive and well. When I told him about my true self he immediately jumped at the opportunity to become my second in command; War Chief of the Outsiders. So far he is leading the men very well, if you asked me to find something to complain about I would simply be unable to answer. I would be speechless. His leadership skills and passion for the tribe continue to impress me every day, he is without question the most vital organ of the clan itself.

A true brother.

But now I guess you wish to know more of myself, and my actions..

I don't know how to exactly write this to you. Often the best way for me to do these things is to simply just do it.

No thinking. No talking. No regrets.

My hand is fighting the urge to snap this pencil in half and throw it into the fire in front of me. But then my soul tells me I must continue.

So here it is my dear friend,

these are my confessions to you and only to you.

Confessions of a monster.

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**Amir is sprinting through the forests surrounding Klen mountain, sweat is pouring off his forehead. After pushing his endurance to the limits for so long his body begs him to stop.

His legs finally gave way.

Amir falls like a rock.

Several minutes pass...

Out of desperation Amir begins to scramble for his journal in the hopes of ..**

Journal Entry #11: 22th February, 2014

I dont have much time!.

This ** *** *** Dangerious!

I hav* ** *** ** ****

Gotta save Mick!

**Most of Amirs writing is eligible due to his hands shaking**

OH NO! ITS *** ***** **** *** ***** ** kill him!

OH NO PLEASE NO PLEASE NO

I NEED **** ******!!!!

MICK !

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