Nerdy Flags Novels & Stories

"No idea. But it seems like something big." At that moment, the sound of engines grew louder, and several buses rolled to a stop in front of the academy. The doors opened, and a large group of individuals began to disembark. Leading them was a person holding a flag. As the flag bearer stepped forward, the crowd hushed, and Danial’s eyes were drawn to the flag's design: a yellow background with a sun shining in the middle, intricately detailed. Recognition flickered in Danial's mind. "That's the flag of Emsgate," he muttered to himself. The realization raised more questions. Why were they here? Were they also here to participate in the Ancient Ruins event?

Niall grimaced and clumsily scratched the back of his head. While the two were relaxing, Elliot suddenly stood up and stared at a big tree. Niall and Kharel immediately stood up, seeing the same thing. "Am I not mistaken? Is that a green flag?" Kharel asked with sparkling eyes. Unlike the red, blue and yellow flags which gave five, ten and fifteen points respectively, the green flag had a value of twenty. Of course, almost all the soldiers were eyeing that flag. Niall smiled widely, "It is indeed a green flag, Your Highness."

I practically snatch the phone out of Mika’s hand, staring intensely at the digital poster glowing on the screen. It’s a promotional fight flyer for an underground match. In the center of the dark, gritty graphic sits Trey. He’s shirtless, his mouthwatering physique on display, those icy orbs staring nonchalantly into the camera. Next to him is another fighter–a huge bald guy whose biceps look like tree trunks. He appears even bigger and broader than Trey. The bold, bloody typography across the flyer reads: THE VAULT UNDERGROUND: NIGHT OF BLOOD & GLORY DON'T MISS THE EPIC SHOWDOWN OF THE CENTURY!

The raiders' flag was dyed black with a white triangle as the background of the gray skull at the center. They were planted on top of the armored nuclear cannons, a destructive vehicle that has been torturing them under fire for a while now. If those weapons continue for a few more hours, then the entire village will be wiped out with no survivors.

“I may have smart mouthed him the first day.” “Yeah, sounds about on par for you.” She mutters. “It was a rough day,” I scoff, defending myself. My arms cross over my chest. I can be a touch mouthy, but yeesh, she doesn’t have to make it seem like it’s a super common occurrence. I mean, it IS, but still. “This is a flag. There are four of them in total. Green, Blue, Purple and Gray. starting tomorrow, we will divide you into four groups. Mixed skill levels, and you will all train together. Next week, you will play a game of capture the flag.”

Her hand in Ethan’s. Captioned: “The Nerd & The Hockey King… exposed.” And underneath Hundreds of comments are already pouring in.

The disc would control the entire formation, while the flags would be placed at various points to activate the formation’s magical effects. The flags’ mysterious effects ultimately defined the formation’s external appearance. They were crucial points for breaking the formation. If an enemy located these flags, they could quickly breach the formation. The formation disc controlled the flags, making their placement unpredictable and hard to locate. This allowed the flags to move under the disc’s command, creating confusion, distraction, spirit inhibition, and even offensive effects. If enemies couldn’t breach the formation after prolonged attempts, they might resort to a concentrated attack on

The Gafrops want him, and I intend on handing him over. "Now that the announcements have been read, let me repeat the colors. Cok green, Gaimo red, Earth blue, Puelo white, Makskin gold, Glortinon orange, Shikaz yellow, Hassin purple, Bronkark brown, Frole silver, Vaals burgundy, and Kea black. We have flags and support banners available for scan on the screens, and you can pick them up once the matches are set. Now let's bring back out the Males," the Kea says excitedly, and the crowd begins to chant as the men come running back onto the field from their holding room.

“Which means I will enjoy it more.” He turned away from the screens, flicking his gaze to Nico then back again, as if something itched between his shoulders. “Who else wears heels into a service hall at two in the morning?” “Someone who doesn’t think rules apply,” Nico said. “Someone who confuses courage with costume. Someone who has a deep and strong reason to attempt this in the first place. An enemy.” Nero knew he had made a lot of enemies. It never shook him when he learned of a new one. He would simply kill them and be rid of them.

I take his hand with a small thank you then stand next to him. "Thank you all for coming here..." I start. I'm not really good at making speeches but I try giving a two sentenced speech before turning and holding the rope that keeps the banner in place. I tag at it before the red cloth drops revealing. The Red Flags Exclusive Club making me gasp. Aiden didn't want me to see the name. "It suits it. Don't you think?" he asks standing behind me. I nod absentmindedly admiring the words. "Why would you do this?"