Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby viking » Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:25 pm

this is my second idea for a fictional story.
unlike my last story i will not make a story about someone having a tie up game.

this story will be about a fictional girl i named Marie Egildóttir. she is 12 year old girl during the viking era. and she has a tendency at getting in trouble that always seems to end up with her being tied up.
sometimes it will just be some local bullies that are up to no good, and other times it will be some grown men who are up to no good.

CHARACTERS:

Marie Egildóttir, the daughter of viking chief Egil Larssón. she is a 12 year old girl with long blond hair and blue eyes. she is a curious girl who loves exploring and wish to one day follow up in her fathers footsteps.

Egil Larssón, Marie's father and chief of the viking tribe but usually not around as he are exploring around the world. a strong man with long red hair and a bigger beard than Billy Gibbons.

Gyda, Marie's mother. big woman with blond hair usually taking care of the farm.

Harald Egilsón, Marie's older brother who don't really care as much for exploring and rather help out at the farm. a strong 15 year old boy with short red hair.


BAD GUYS:

The J-gang bullies.
Jan, Jens and Joar. the 3 local bullies who are always making trouble.
all of them are 13 years old, with Jan being the leader of the gang.

Aage and Truls.
Two grown brothers that are stealing from around the village.

Cato.
always competes against Egil about everything and keeps sabotaging as much as possible for him.


Marie and the thief's

our story takes place in the year of 793 AD in village near the coast.
it was an early summer morning and Marie woke up by the roosters crowing outside the window.
"MOOOOOM, would you please chop the head of that annoying rooster?!"
no answer was given so Marie just got up from her bed.

she was wearing a red tunic with white sleeves that her father had brought home from one of his travels and a leather belt around her stomach. the tunic went down to just above her knees and she was barefoot.
she rubbed her eyes and pulled on her leather boots that stood next to the bed.
"oh, in the name of Odin" she whispered and walked out of her room.
"MOM, where are you?"
she walked outside and saw her mom milking a goat.

"well good morning, have you slept well?"
Marie was still tired and you could tell by her eyes that she haven't got much sleep tonight.
she looked at sky where only a few tiny clouds where floating around.
"i think i'll head down to the village to see if i can find anything interesting" she said and started to walk away.
"hold on, did you eat breakfast?" Gyda said strict.
"yes mom" Marie lied and started running toward the village.

considering they where the chief family, they lived about 10 minutes walk away from the village.
as Marie arrived she realized it wasn't as early in the morning after all. people where all over the market.
the total amount of people living in the Village was about 120, but including the farms around it was almost 150 in the whole area.
the village had everything they needed.
she noticed her brother Harald talking to the blacksmith.

she walked up to him and stood silently next to him to see how long it would take for him to notice.
"your order will be completed by the end of the day" the blacksmith said.
"good, i'll pick them up later then" Harald said just as he turned around "WOAH!" he shouted when he noticed he's little sister standing behind him.
"you startled me, how long have you been there?" he said.

"not that long, what have you ordered from the blacksmith?" she said.
"not much, mainly he's just making us a new axe".
"when you get the axe, you think you could test it on the rooster?" Marie said jokingly.
"hahah, very funny..." Harald started walking away.
Marie was looking around once again to see if there was anything interesting around.

she walked by the a house and noticed two grown men standing behind the corner talking about something. wait a minute, she knew those two... that was Aage and Truls, what where they up to now?

she tried to sneak up to them, but then they started to walk away.
"those two are never up to anything good" she said to herself remembering the last time she dealt with them. they had tried to steal some of the animals from the farm, and she had stumbled upon them. luckily that time her father was home so she had called for him to help and he had beaten them up so well that they begged for him to get them a doctor.
but right now Egil was somewhere out traveling, he had talked about going to Italy so it could be another 3 months before he got home.

Marie decided to follow them to see what they where up to. if anything was going on she could warn somebody else in the village. as she walked around the next corner she didn't see anything.
where did they go?
"gotcha" she heard someone say and felt an arm grabbing around her while another one was covering her mouth.
she tried to scream but no for use. she noticed from behind a barrel in front of her that a big man with black stiff hair came out "good job Truls" he said as he took out a piece of clothe.
"now let's gag her" he forced the clothe in Marie's mouth and took another piece of clothe that he tied around her head to make a cleave gag.

Marie managed to kick the big guy in front of her right in the knee.
"YAHOHOW!" he screamed with a bright voice as he sat down on his fat butt "by THOR that hurt"

Truls managed to force Maria to the ground on her stomach "what shall i do with her Aage?"
"take this rope and tie her hands behind her back".

Truls did like he was told and tied her hands with the palm facing together.
"now let's carry her out in the woods, we are going to make sure she wont tell on us this time" Aage said as he got back up.

Aage picked Marie up and carried her on his shoulders. she tried to struggle as much as possible, Aage was to big and strong. "oh no, what do i do now?" she thought as they walked into the woods. after about 20 minutes Aage sat her down and started to untie her hands.
"give me the some more rope Truls"
"sure thing brother"
Aage placed Marie in a sitting position with her back up against a tree and started at first by tying a long rope around upper body 12 times. her arms where now pinned to her body elbows and almost all the way to her shoulders.
meanwhile Truls had prepared another rope, even longer than the previous one. Truls started to tie the rope around Marie and the tree so she got pinned up against it. this rope went around her body and the tree about 25 times.
Marie's entire body was now covered with rope from shoulders to her stomach.

Truls stood back a little "hey Aage, you think that is enough?"
"sure it is Truls" he answered as he bent down on he's knees in front Marie.
"there is no way she can can get out of this, and there is absolutely nothing she can do to stop us"
he said with an ugly smile crossing his face.

suddenly Marie used her free feet to kick Aage right in the crouch.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggh" Aage felt backward covering his crouch with his arms as he felt a tear.
Truls looked at down at him and said "i knew we should have tied her up even more"

Aage looked angry back at Truls as he still had tears coming out of his eye.
"are you alright?" Truls said.
"i got kicked in the bells! NO, OF COURSE I'M NOT ALRIGHT"
"do you want me to tie her feet?"
Aage nodded his head angry as a bear.

to be continued...
Last edited by viking on Thu Jun 14, 2012 12:17 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Re: Marie Egildóttir

Postby Tom Ford » Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:22 pm

Ha! Ha! The part where she kicked him in the nuts was hilarious!

So, they untied her hands behind her, and simply wrapped rope around her body, and then tied her to the tree? Not very smart at all. They should've simply left her hands behind her, then wrapped rope around her, then tied her to the tree.

Now I can see Marie simply slipping off the ropes binding her, and escaping and telling on the two oafs.

Anyway, great story! Hope you continue!

Re: Marie Egildóttir

Postby viking » Thu Jun 14, 2012 12:16 am

Tom Ford wrote:Ha! Ha! The part where she kicked him in the nuts was hilarious!

So, they untied her hands behind her, and simply wrapped rope around her body, and then tied her to the tree? Not very smart at all. They should've simply left her hands behind her, then wrapped rope around her, then tied her to the tree.

Now I can see Marie simply slipping off the ropes binding her, and escaping and telling on the two oafs.

Anyway, great story! Hope you continue!


well, obviously they are not among the smart kind of criminals. once again i was a little inspired by one of my favorite comics, and Aage and Truls is based on a couple of thieves from the Piranha Club.
i'm glad you liked it, and i think you will enjoy the second part as well :big:


Part 2.

after Truls had tied Marie's legs around her ankles and knees Aage finally managed to get up.
"listen here you little brat, i will not tolerate this at all and if ever try to a stunt like that again i will..."
that was far as he got.
remember, Marie was sitting toward the tree. even though her legs where tied together she was still able to lift them up and kick with them.

next thing Truls would see was his brother who completely stopped breathing, and once again he felled a tear as Marie took her feet out of his crouch... slowly...
Aage was in such pain he felled into fetal position and started to cry.

Truls started to comfort his brother
"dear, dear. don't bother with her. remember we are going to steal from the blacksmith tonight and then we visit the baker before we take the trip to the butcher.
there is nothing she can do about it as long as she is tied to that tree. now let's go back to town".

they started to walk away and Marie was now left alone, tied to the oak tree.
she started to struggle some, but the ropes where really tight.
she tried to pull up her arm first from the rope holding them down to her side.
they where really tight, but it wouldn't be impossible. still the rope went around her entire upper body almost 25 times, it would take a while.

this was not the first time she had been tied up though. there was 3 local kids about a year older than her that had tied her up several times. she still remembered the first time she got tied up.
when she was 8 years old, she had been playing with those 3 boys and they wanted to pretend that they where Viking warriors who invaded England. she had to be the princess and they would kidnap her.
at the moment she didn't know they would tie her up, and suddenly they grabbed her and made her walk with them to the boats. one of the boy's father owned a fishing boat that they pretended was the viking ship. and there they tied her up.
after they had tied her up, they pretended to celebrate and drinking mead while she had to remain tied up the rest of the day.

but the J-gang (as they called themselves) had later tied her up outside of games. mostly just to be mean toward her. and they knew how to tie her up properly.
what Aage and Truls had done now was nothing compared to it. but then again this was the first time she had been tied up because for real criminal action, and not just for the sake of a game or because of a prank

anyway, this would take some time to get free from.
Marie started to rub her face up against the tree and managed to pull down the clothing that covered her mouth.
"phew" she said as she spat out the piece of clothe in mouth.
"ah, that's better" she started to struggle all she could to get her arms out of the bindings surrounding her.
"Thor give me strength".
those ropes where really well tied, no doubt, but she could feel that her arm started to sleep.

"HELP ME, I'M TIED UP TO A TREE!" she shouted, maybe if she where lucky somebody was around. and if she could get help this would go a lot faster.
nobody seemed to react, so she kept pulling her arms as she screamed for help.
"I'm starting to get a little thirsty"

her stomach started to rumble and she began to regret that she skipped breakfast.
"come on, Odin dammit" she pulled her arm all she could and finally.
"YES! i made it"
she had managed to struggle enough to let the ropes holding her back to the tree fall down just enough to pull out her right arm.
next thing was to get the left arm free as well.
that did not take as long. her arms where no longer attached to the tree but she still had another rope tied around her chest from elbows to shoulders that was not tied to the tree so her arms where still pinned to her body from elbows and up.

she tried to stand up and jumped out of the ropes that now where just loosely tied around the tree.
before she tried to get out of the ropes that was tied around her chest, she sat down again and tried to reach toward the rope around her knees.
she reached the knot managed to shake it off. now she sat on her knees so she could stretch her arms back and untie the rope around her ankles.
easy task,

her feet where now free, and the only restraint she had was the rope that went 12 times around her chest pinning her arms to her sides from elbows and up.
but at least her feet where free, so she where able to walk back to the village. and her lower arms where just hanging free as well so she was able to use them, just that they where hold back at her elbows.

Marie headed in the direction of the village as she tried to shake off the last piece of rope.
"there, i can see the village. finally" she said to herself as she managed to pull of the last rope and throw it away. she was all free again.

she noticed someone searching a barrel behind a house.
somebody she could tell what just had happened.
"several stores in the village are about to be robbed" she said as she approached the man.
he lifted his head out of the barrel and turned around.
"ups" Marie responded as she looked up at the face of Truls.
"how did you get free?" he said "AAGE!!!"
Aage came from around the corner "well well, look who it is"

Marie looked around for a solution. there was no way she would let them rob the people of the village. and she would absolutely not let them capture her again. what if they tied her up one more time and this time so well that she couldn't get free.
she barely made it the last time.
"GET HER!!!" Aage yelled.
she didn't see any other option and started to run in the direction of Aage.
he prepared himself to grab her, but he should have prepared for something different than this.
Marie jumped up and once again kicked him in the crouch, with her toe first.

Aage felled down and cried again as Marie ran away.
"are you alright?" Truls asked again.
Aage seemed more angry than ever, it was like if Thor had created lightning with his hammer.
"GET HER, YOU STUPID PIECE OF MOOSE CRAP!!!
Truls jumped over Aage and started chasing Marie.
"am i alright, can you possible ask about something that has an more obvious question?" Aage said to himself as he tried to get up again.

Marie entered the market place of the village and suddenly felt someone grabbing her.
"gotcha" Truls said as he lifted Marie up.
"LET ME GO! HELP!!!" she shouted out. people around the village stood by and watched the madness.
"THERE IS NO WAY YOU ARE GOING TO TELL EVERYONE IN THE VILLAGE THAT ME AND MY BROTHER AAGE IS PLANNING TO STEAL FROM ALL THOSE PEOPLE TONIGHT!!!" he shouted out loudly as turned around and noticed all the people staring at him.

"you are going to do what you said?" an old man said.
Truls carefully place Marie on the ground and said "aheah, you... eah... umh... you see heheh..."

Aage finally got up and noticed his brother running toward him.
"where is the girl?" he said
"RRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNN" Truls shouted as he ran by.
"what?" Aage then noticed the villagers coming toward him "O' THOR!!!"

both Aage and Truls managed to hide in the woods, but now that the villagers knew about their plans they didn't even dare to rob them after all.

Marie by the other hand was glad this was over. still she kinda thought it was exciting to actually be captured for real for once. this was the biggest adventure she had experienced...
so far :big:


fun fact about vikings:
according to the stories we hear about them they where filthy and covered in dirt at all time. the truth is, it appears that our friends where way in front of most cultures when it came to personal hygiene, as the most usual thing to find in viking tombs are soap, hairbrushes and barber blades.
of course that doesn't mean they didn't roll around in dirt at all time. but at least they knew how to decorate themselves when they where heading out on a date :big:
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Re: Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Thu Jun 14, 2012 12:35 am

Great story! Those two are really as dumb as bricks!

Re: Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby Tom Ford » Thu Jun 14, 2012 4:00 am

A funny little story!

Now tell us when she really got tied up by the j gang! :big:

Re: Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby viking » Thu Jun 14, 2012 12:51 pm

Imp Caesar Augustus wrote:Great story! Those two are really as dumb as bricks!


thanks :D i wanted to make it funny, and is there anything funnier than stupidity?

Tom Ford wrote:A funny little story!

Now tell us when she really got tied up by the j gang! :big:

thanks :big:
and believe me, i will 8)
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Re: Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby Jay Candice » Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:51 pm

Nice story! I really enjoyed it.

Just one question, if their father is a chief of the village, then why is the rest of his family farming?
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Re: Marie Egildóttir (story completed)

Postby viking » Thu Jun 14, 2012 10:46 pm

Jay Candice wrote:Nice story! I really enjoyed it.

Just one question, if their father is a chief of the village, then why is the rest of his family farming?

that is a really good question.

this was actually a rather normal thing for vikings back then. the entire country of Norway had a lot of kings and village chiefs spread around, but still they would usually have something else for a living.
in this case a farm.
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