A little back story...

In the year 2009, The land Paintopolis was in a golden age. Prosperity abounds; the citizens were happy and friendly, and the surrounding environment was growing at a massive rate. But such an age could never last. In the year 2012, the population grew corrupt and the Paintopolis law enforcement struggled to both differentiate the people with good reputation while simultaneously keeping the criminal scum out of the city.

Paintopolis was crashing around us. Something needed to be done.

In 2013, Supreme Overlord HullBreach enabled the Ban Royale act. This allowed the government to select a group of people from the city and force them into a large island that acted as an arena. Nobody could leave until only one remained.

BEGIN CHAPTER ONE

Waffle King awoke on a bus, and fear flooded every pore of his body. Last thing he remembered he was contemplating a sexual innuendo for his next blog title. He looked hurriedly around the bus as the initial shock subsided. The bus was filled with sleeping people who seemed oddly familiar. He saw someone twitch as they woke from their slumber.

"Where am I?" asked the man shakily, as he looked towards Waffle King, petrified.

"I don't know! Keep your voice down, who knows who did this to us? They could still be on the bus." whispered Waffle King, "The names Waffle King, What's yours?"

"Most call me BanMan nowadays." BanMan said, looking like he was calming down, "Where do you think we're going?"

"Wait, BanMan? I know you!" Waffle King uttered, and realization as to who these people were came to him.

"Oh my god! Is that Old Man Skunk?"

"Wake up, you putrid things!" shouted Old Man Skunk, thwacking his cane against the floor, "The rules to the Banning are about to be stated!"

People slowly arose from their positions, rubbing their eyes and looking dazed and confused. The monitor near the front of the bus flickered on, as a woman appeared on screen.

"Hi, and welcome to the first annual Ban Royale! There are very few rules to battle, but there are a couple! The first is no leaving the island, if you do you will be banned on sight because remember, we're watching you!" the woman giggled, "The second is to stay alive! When you're dead you're out of the game! Good luck!"

She left, and the screen turned off with an audible click.

"What is this? I'm getting out of here, I won't stand for this madness! It's murder!" said someone from the back of the bus. They stood up and started trying to pry the back door open.

"Porks, would you please sit down, you're disrupting the demonstration." said Old Man Skunk snidely.

"I'm out of here old man! I won't have this!" Porks screamed back. He switched targets to the bus window and slid it open.

Suddenly Waffle Kings ears filled with a loud ringing. He shifted his gaze to Old Man Skunk, who had revealed a large .45 calibre Ban Hammer pistol. Smoke poured out of the barrel. Waffle King looked back at Porks, whose face had suddenly gone pale except for large red hole where his forehead had been. Porks fell to the floor, permanently banned.

"I did tell him to sit down." said Old Man Skunk, polishing the barrel of his Ban Hammer.

Waffle King stared blankly at the body of his fallen comrade. He felt a tear creep up on the edge of his eye. Porks had always left sarcastic comments on his blogs, but did he wish death upon him for that? Well, maybe a little bit. Waffle King felt the tear retreat.

"Calm down, kiddies! Only 19 of you remain!" said Old Man Skunk, grinning maniacally.


END CHAPTER ONE


What do you think? I don't think it's at all similar to any other books/movies so the sheer originality of it all may have overwhelmed you. Should I continue? Leave a comment or suggestion below! All my hearts go to you!