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GuardianOni Shaman          Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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| Another millennium. Another counsel.
And another meeting of the powers that be. Where shall the games be held? Shall the demons play they're hunting games, or the angels and their puzzles? It has been decided. And the hunt is on. Now... For the prey... _____________________________________________________________ A group of friends, and one couple make there way down the nightmarish hall. With each step they feel there heart jump into there throat. With each corner the uncertainty of the horrors in store. The make there way down a dark hall covered in great spider webs. An eerie red glow permiates through the thin veil of fog. A screech from behind them causes them all to look around searching for the cause eyes straining in the blood red fog. Those in the back of the group start to press into those ahead, trying to get them to move faster. A boyfriend clutches his trembling girlfriend to his chest tightly. Trying to hide the fact that he himself is trembling. The last member of the group starts to turn forward, but half way through something catches his eye. A flash of movement behind them. Or was it? With the shifting fog he wasn't sure. Was his mind playing tricks on him? They had already seen so much he might have started to loose it... Then he saw it again. And then there was a blood curdling scream from behind them. The group surged forward. So close together they were like an multi legged insect. The rounded a corner and entered a new hallway, like a new world. Where the hall they just left was dark and red, and full of shifting fog this one was blindingly bright. Flashing lights strobe into their eyes. Making it so they can only see nearly a foot in front of them. A new noise. Like the drumming of fingers on a desk. But louder, and metallic. There was a whimper. It might have been the girlfriend, or the boyfriend. But no one in the group would have made any joke either way. The drumming again. The group had a collective moment of indecision. What's next? Then a voice, low and rumbling. Loud and deep. And in all ways demonic called out "Awwww, where you going? Don't you want to play?" "No." Squeaked the girlfriend. "Lets play Hide-and-Seek." The voice called out ignoring the small protest. "Come and find me." The group didn't know what to do, but a loud bang, and more screaming behind them urged them forward. They started walking slowly step by step. The hall way long, with dark walls contrasting the bright lights. After an eternity of their hearts in their throats they found themselves in a new hall. Dark, and short. The light from the hall they were exiting mixed with the light from around the corner. Blue strobe from up ahead, in a different pattern than the hall they were leaving made their shadows dance on the walls. They turned the corner. "Oh SHIT!!!" and "Ohmygodohmygod." were their reactions. In front of them was a cage of chain link. Hanging from a number of hooks inside the cage a pair of bodies, left half only. The walls, white, were spattered with blood. Which in the dark strobe light looked like it was shifting in strange ways. There was a large wooden table in the back. On it a lump of flesh, indistinguishable from it's former existence. And the worse part. A huge man pacing back and forth inside the cage. Or at least it resembled a man. It's long hair was loose pulled back away from it's face. Where, two deep parallel cuts running from it's dark hair, over the eyes, to its black bearded chin. It wore a white blood covered shirt. Open, but showing a black body beneath. And on its hand were what looked like clawed gloves. But most disturbing were the eyes. They stared unblinking at the group. As he paced back and forth he stared. The hall went around two sides of the cage, and they say a doorway at the far corner. Knowing they had to move forward they started walking. The monster in the cage froze. Watching his victims try and escape. They were halfway to the corner when it moved. It threw itself at the cage with startling speed causing it to rattle and sway. The group pressed into the far wall. Staring wide eyed at it as it swung one long arm over the top of the cage snapping its hand at the group. They all screamed. And tried to run each other over in trying to escape its reach. As they reached the turn they heard something that made them look around. The creature had kicked open a door. It was free. They ran. They ran as fast as they could. Only barely aware of another creature brandishing a blood stained cleaver at them in the next room. The large one was behind them and gaining. Rounding a corner. They started down a steep ramp. Two shadows detached themselves from the walls as they blurred past. Halfway down the ramp there was a sickening grinding noise. Throwing a look over their shoulder they saw the large creature from the cage flying down the ramp at them. Arms wide, blood covered shirt, and lank hair flying behind it. Eyes snapped forward and a burst of speed. Screams, and the sound of foot falls were nearly deafening. The end of the ramp. A black curtain. The end. ______________________________________ Tom let himself slide to a halt at the end of the ramp. A wide smile on his face. Standing up he adjusted the knee pads, and felt to see if they needed some more waxing. No, they would be good for a few more slides. Walking back up the ramp he stopped as a large shadow detached itself from the wall. The outline of it's body blurred, and the face of some demonic hound. "Slow night, huh?" Its voice muffled from behind the latex mask. "Yeah." Tom says with a shrug. "Sorry, I chased them out Jose." "It's cool. I can usually time it so I get a bit of a scare in as they run from you. But that was a fast group." Jose said with a shrug. Then he gives a muffled laugh. "I should keep track on how many time you do that in a night." Tom smiles. "You feel like going on break?" Jose shakes his head. "I'm cool. Go give one of the girls a break." Tom nods. And hears screaming from somewhere up the ramp. "Back to work." He said with a smile, and charges up the ramp to the next set of guests. ________ The elder demons have decided. A place is set. A time is set. Now they need prey. And the games will begin... ________ To be continued.... (Last edited by GuardianOni on 04-22-06 04:47 PM) |
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WhiteRose Warrior Sailor Delerium Have you ever spent days and days and days making up flavors of ice cream that no ones ever eaten before? Like chicken and telephone ice cream?...Green mouse ice cream was the worst.  Since: 08-17-04 From: The Dreaming Since last post: 4451 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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| Lol, wow, this is great dear! Seems a bit familiar if I may add, but I do hope you continue this and see where it goes and what really lays behind the first and last part. Makes me miss Shipwreak though. Are you going to include any other characters based on anyone else from work? Me perhaps? *bats eyelashes and petting Lore* | |||
Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable  Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Heh heh... that was awesome!! It's sad when they run away that fast though. Write more, write more! | |||
Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5090 days Last activity: 4607 days |
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| Ok, dude. PLEASE tell me you're going to continue that. It was fucking beautiful.
As soon as they entered the white room with the strobe like lights I knew what it was. By far the best thing I have ever read. Period. Bar none. Seriously man. I miss Shipwreck so much now though. *looks sad* Must scare people.... *Wanders off into the darkness trailing chains and cackling evily.* |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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Originally posted by Pockets *Watches him go.* okay... *Looks at Rosy* Originally posted by WhiteRose okay... Give me some time. I just ploped this out with no real plan... I guess I got to go figure out something now. Ok, I'll continue it. But first... *Take out meat-hooks, and lopes off into the darkness* |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Oh dear.... mayhem ensues.
Just write what comes to you. Though you most likely won't be able to write much about other monsters in different mazes since you weren't there... or at least not with that level of detail since you haven't seen the mazes. Writing about them in other places works though. Edited for Typo Bunny attack. (Last edited by Elara on 04-24-06 05:55 AM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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Originally posted by Elara I think you might have missed the point... (Or I missed the point of your post ant the whole point of this one is moot. (Too many points =P)) The story is not going to be about shipwreck, and the monster that scare within. Nor of the events that go on there. *Aside* I have forgotten the number of times I scared whole groups of people out of my maze. Bolth out of the real exit, emergancy exits, and way back to the entrance. But I was useing the sceen from Shipwreck for diffrent reasons. (Which was a true acounting btw) I may include other monsters from our family there, but in a diffrent mannor. You'll see. Now I just need some filler between this and the next installment so I don't break any rules. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 04-26-06 06:59 AM) |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| *filler kitty wanders in*
Ah, I see now... then yes, I really look forward to this now. *filler kitty stretches and wanders back out again* |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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| My apoligies. I've been meening to add more, but am really busy.
So to any of those who cares I'm still going to write this. Now I just need filler kitty again, and the next post will be more story. ((I doubt anyone cares, but I will anyways.)) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5090 days Last activity: 4607 days |
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| *faint scream in the distance gradually grows louder before there is a tremendous
crash and a body falls through the ceiling* "....... ouch..... Oh my head. Did someone get the number of that bus?" The figure sits up, dressed in a black fishnet shirt, black bondage pants and black boots with heavy chains dangling from his hands. "Note to self, do not try to cling to the outside of a glass window, stone work makes for better hand holds." *looks up at the hole in the ceiling before looking around the room.* "Wasn't there supposed to be a skylight there? Would have made the landing a little less rough I think." *looks up again.* "Well you've got a skylight now. Enjoy." *The filler monster looks at Oni.* "So when do we get more of this story? I want to see what happens to the silly mortals." *Limps off into the darkness, chuckling quietly and wincing at ever other step.* "Defenitely need to invest in back brace... ouch." |
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Stitch Roy Koopa Holy crap, it is the RoboCoonie!  Since: 08-20-04 From: California Since last post: 933 days Last activity: 933 days |
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| Wow. I love it. It gives me a break from creating anything since I've just been working on scripts for short films. Speaking of which, I may have a part for you. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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| The prey has been found.
Now the hunt before the games. ----------------------------------- The grounds were quiet as Tom walked across the plaza to the exit. Fog still clung to the air, but in whisps that were carryed away on the slight brease. The swirling lights were shut off leaving; the grounds lit by the stars and flood lights. Tom limped slightly as he walked across the plaza. The knee pads that facilitated sliding softly bounced against his legs - since he had undone the top strap and didn't bother to take them off all the way. Just loosening them. His backpack slung across his shoulder full of gear and homework. It felt like a lead weight. Tonight had been a long night, and there had been a few incidences. It had been an even longer weekend, and he was lookijng forward to a little rest over the week. But he still smiled to himself as he limped along. He had fun, and had a few more stories to tell. After swiping his card at the exit, he walked out of the gate into the holding area - a large concrete courtyard used to sing in and as the break room for a maze. And then out through another gate to the parking lot. The parking lot had its usual assortment of monsters hanging around talking loudly, laughing, and taking pictures. And occasionally walking away to the event staff parking lot about half a mile away. Tom approached a group of monsters. Gimli was telling a story as he aproched. "...And then he turns around just as I hit the ground. And then runs flat out... just gone." Gimli smiles in a satsifyed way. And waves in a cheery way to Tom as he limps closer. The others also give their greetings. Mr. Squeeks nods at him with a tired grin. Spike raises a hand as well as Jan. Anansi smiles and in a booming voice says "Well met my large and imposing friend!" Which at that Pockets gives a feeblel wave to Tom from his spot laying on the ground. Samarra steps over to him and hugs him. And chains rattling, Flakey does the same, but continues to hold him as Samarra lets go. "I've got stories to tell!" Samarra says to him - and is about to go into full swing when Flakey interrupts. "I would love to stay for a while, but I want out of my costume," Flakey says with an exausted, irritated voice. And Tom knew why. Flakey's costume a black hoody, with over a hundred feet of chain was weighing down on her. Everyone gave a small moan as they turned and started the trudge to where they had parked. After about ten feet, Tom stops, looking around. "Shit!" "What?" said Samarra and Flakey together. "I think I left my backpack in the maze, and it's got my homework in it." Flakey sighed in an irritated way, and said. "Well, go get it. We'll wait for you." Tom turned around, and limped in a slightly faster fashion. But as he passed through the gates, Pockets joined him. "I always wanted to see your spot." He said with a smile. The two gimped there way to the ship, and took the normal route to the makeup room; but partway there, Tom limped off down a flight of stairs to a deck below. Then through some dark and tight corriders.Then coming out behind the counter in the room behind his. The two jumped the counter, and Pockets started exploring the cage while Tom looked for his pack. "This is sweet." Pockets said, looking around. "Yeah, I'd show you where I broke it, but Flakey will kill us if we take too long." Pockets nodded. And finding his backpack under the tabel in the cage, Tom stood up and looked at it. "Strange." ""What is?" Asked Pockets examining one of the half-bodies hanging from a hook. "I never leave it here." Tom said slowly. "And I'm sure that I already had been outside with it." Pockets looked around at him. "That is kinda weird." And then a loud noise from beyond the wall made them looked around. "Okay..." Tom said quietly. The noise had sounded like a chain being dropped on the bare metal floor at other parts of the ship. "What's over there?" Pockets asked, looking at the wall where the noise came from. "Maze four - Flakey's maze." "Think somebody is in there?" Pockets asked. "Shouldn't be." Tom said, and after a moment he added "We should probably check." And the two exited the chain link cage, and Tom took Pockets around the corner to a corridor the entered the last part of maze four. And the two started to walk back through the maze. But for every step he took, he felt strange. There was something wrong. Tom felt like he was being watched. Looking back at Pockets, he saw the same thing in his face. There is something wrong. --------------------------------- Flakey and Samarra made their way to the car, and after opening the trunk, Samarra helped to remove Flakey's chains. And placeing them in the trunk, Flakey casted a look around. "Where's Lore?" "Who's Lore?" Asks Samarra. "Lore is the big chain that Tom had me carry for protection." She say looking around. "I know I had it with me." -------------------------------- Tom moved through the shadow. A gnawing sensation was telling him to turn around. But, as he turned to talk to Pockets, he spots a length of thick chain. Picking it up he started to recognize it. "Wait, isn't that Flakey's?" Pockets asked, looking at the thick, six foot long chain. Tom nodded. "There is something..." "...wrong." Pockets finished for him. "Let's get out of here." ---------------------------------- The prey is there. The trap will spring. And then the games will begin. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 05-14-06 06:47 AM) |
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WhiteRose Warrior Sailor Delerium Have you ever spent days and days and days making up flavors of ice cream that no ones ever eaten before? Like chicken and telephone ice cream?...Green mouse ice cream was the worst. Since: 08-17-04 From: The Dreaming Since last post: 4451 days Last activity: 5155 days |
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Wow, great job once more love. I got sucked right into your story, just like the first part. I love the way you portray the scenery and you really did a wonderful job in capturing the enssence of the characters. Keep writing this, it fills in the empty spot in my heart that longs for Shipwreak.  |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5090 days Last activity: 4607 days |
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| *pockets gives a feeble wave from his spot laying on the ground.*
LOL. That's exactly what I would do too. Leave work, collapse on the ground until it's time to make the long walk out to the cars. But you forgot about Monster Taxi!! Must include Monster Taxi next time. Kick ass dude, I loved it. And I DO still want to see your cage, I think I'd have a blast in there from how you describe it, the strobes would kill me though unfortunately, they would make my brain explode. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Oooh, creepy! I wanna know what happens!! But yes, typos aside (Samara and thinking were the only ones that stood out) another good installment. | |||
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5090 days Last activity: 4607 days |
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| Don't blame Tom for the Samara typo, that's his editors fault. I was there when it
was being edited and he originally had is spelled, "Samara." *shrugs* Aside from how well he captured the personalities of all of us it is a really good and compelling story as well. I'm very much looking forwards to what's goin to happen next. I'm currently wondering why his bag and Lore vanished and reappeared in the mazes. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| Shame on you Pockets. Shame. Hang your head!
Anywho, I also am intrigued as to what is going to happen with all this and why the bag and chain did the vanish/appearing act. I also think he captured Gimli perfectly, as well as the rest of us. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5840 days Last activity: 5299 days |
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| Ok. Next part is almost ready.
But first, I must put up a warning. ****WARNING**** ((Well I did warn you about the warning)) ****WARNING**** The fallowing parts will contain depictions of violence, horror ((If I did my job right((...Doubt I did though)))), and subject matter that may offend some people. ****WARNING**** You have been warned. Filler kitty, or filler monster... your que... |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 99 days Last activity: 99 days |
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| *filler kitty wanders in and looks at Oni*
"Do your best... or worst, I doubt you will offend me!" *Runs away before filler monster shows up* |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5090 days Last activity: 4607 days |
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| *strange rumbling noise fills the room and cracks start to appear in the ground
before suddenly with a loud explosion of dirt and rock filler monster bursts out of a tunnel he'd dug under the room.* "He he he heeee... I fall through the ceiling enough times and even I'll figure out that taking the high road isn't the best idea." *looks around* "Hmm.... shame... shame.... hang head....." *shrugs* "Okay." *Hangs his head in shame.* "Anywho, I am very much looking forward to the next part. When can we expect it?" *wanders away, brushing dirt off his shoulder and falls in the hole in the floor.* ... ... ... ... ... ... ... "... ouch. I think I broke my leg." |
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