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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 2:12 pm
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Title: Forever The World's Destruction
Genre: Fiction
The Story: The First To Rise To The Occasion would be The White One. She Represented goodness in it's purest form, almost like a god if you will. She floated to the large stadium. This place wasn't intended to be one, as there were no guests here and it was not build for a show. However, it would be more fitting to call this place a stage, as a very grand show was about to take place. The Second To Rise would be the one known as The Black Swamp. She is nearly the opposite of The White One. While The White One represents purity, justice, everything that could be definitely good. However, The Black Swamp represents Terror and everything evil. While The White One came from the sky, The Black Swamp came from the ground. More specifically, A swamp. The two glared intensely at one another, their gaze never breaking. The seriousness of the situation was so grand that no words were spoken and all sound seemed to fall. It was as if all the creatures in this world knew, and they all waited. As the two began to fight, they both broke away from each other and fell apart. The sheer magnitude of the fight forced the both of them to reconstruct. The Good one reformed into a lesser good version, three parts good, one parts evil. She was known as The Sweetest One The opened her eyes and looked over to her new opponent. Three parts evil, one parts good. She was known as The Grinning Clown . When they began to fight, they last a bit longer, but in the end they still reconstructed. Three parts evil became one part, and Three parts good also became one part. The Grinning Clown turned into The Sweetest One , and vise versa. This went on until the world could take no more power fluctuations, as the world itself had created these beings and relied in the balance, and began to end. As it was beginning to end, The Black Swamp glared forward at The White One |
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 8:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 5:37 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 5:47 am
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Title: Twin Marble Statues - Blindfolded Killers
Description: Ever wandered into a abandoned museum at night? Doors creaking behind you, opening when nobody's around? These beautiful twin marble statues are ready to strike fear into your hearts ~ <3
Genre: Horror
Story: A teenager boy, a runaway, was walking into a historical museum. He needed money, he needed it now. Looking for something useful, he looked around. Old coins, rusty gadgets, and more old things. He thought,"The old coins must be 500M these days, I must come back at night to sneak a few in my pockets!". Night time came as he survived in his camping tent, going back in he tip-toed, he went to the historical economy section. He slowly tip-toed to the door made out of fake huge dollar bills...~Creaaaaaaak~...he closed it slowly...~Creaaaaaaaak~...he thought,"Who else is here?!?" then he yelled,"Show yourself!". Nobody was there but 2 marble statues he didn't see before. They both held knifes, smiling, blood dripping from the tip of there knife. He stood there, and said,"They look so realistic...". He moves up to the white marble, reading a golden plate that says,"Torture". He wonders why, then he slides his hands on her arms, to her face. Then he felt a horrible pain, he looked down...he was impaled by a knife. He turned around and the black marble girl had put her knife in his back, she pulled it out, then stabbed him again. He bled to death. The two marble statues just stood there grinning. In the morning, everyone found the dead body of the boy. The statues were never found...ever...
Me:
The black marble is Pain and the white marble is Torture. |
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 5:50 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 10:59 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2014 12:11 am
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Title: Loved But Not To Be Love
By: g0-0d Zhit 3nodding #5hrWork
Genre: Fantasy, Tragic, Drama(?)
Please forgive me for the rash words.
I'm just trying to make it seem real.
Thankyou and hope you enjoy my written story. 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh
Annabelle
Story: "That very day when I was lost in the cold rain. I remembered shivering by the biggest tree I could find.. I thought about my family, asking myself, why I was alone.. " Annabelle sighed.
Lighting struck and the sound of pouring rain was still going.
Warm.. Why's it so warm she thought..? Slowly opening her eyes, she heard, "Mom!! Mom look! She's awake!" A child shouted, "she's okay!!" Shocked, the fox stutter and ran under a chair, preparing to attack to protect herself.
The child look surprised at the fox. Walking towards her, he said softly, "It's okay..", slowly reaching his hand out to her. "Come out.. come on.." He sat down not far from her. Turning his back on her, then genteelly settling down a bowl of fresh warm milk. "Come on, it's okay. I'll take care of you." Snapping his finger several times when finally, the fox came out.
A tear stream ran down from Annabelle's cheek as she's recalling a memory, "I'll call you.. Marlie," popping out the image of the smile on the boy's face. Annabelle quickly told her sister, "Every day after school, Darren would always spend time with me, no matter what the weather was like: cold, hot, dry, wet, smoky, or when I'm in dangerous trouble!" Annabelle cried and spoke with love, "And in our 6 years together, he would sneak me to his school and show me around to his friends! And they liked me; they all adored me, Tina!.." Annabelle became silent.
Tina
Thinking, Tina spoke, "So then.. wait. What?! Oh no, don't tell me?! Is that why you're stuck in that stupid body creatures of yours!? You trade you're own beautiful creature to some wicked witch just for that stinking fake boy!?"
Ashamed of herself, Annabelle turned her face away from her sister and cried silently.
With anger Tina said, "But Annabelle, you know the rules! Why would you do that?!"
There was a moment of silent, "I grew to love the boy, Tina." Annabelle said softly. Struggling in her sister's arm, "I know it was wrong, but it seemed so right that the time.." Gasping for oxygen Annabelle continued, "besides.. now that I think of it," closing her eyes. "It was worth it..", she whispered.
"So you're saying it's worth dying for that boy!? Look at yourself, you're bleeding and can't you smell that blood?! It's human blood for heaven sakes! That brat sent those dang dogs after us, Annabelle! He doesn't love you!" Tina raged at Annabelle's half dead human corps.
Over the mountain hills, Tina heard gun shots and barking dogs. "Come on, Annabelle. Give up being Marile and let's go! You're going to die if you stay like like this!"
Annabelle replied back with the silence of nature. Tina's heart drop. She didn't even remember hearing the dogs barking. Back to her senses, the barking dogs were getting closer..
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 3:21 pm
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Title : Howling City
Genre : Fiction
The Story : Who does ever thought that the serenity would become busier? Who does ever thought that the starry sky would become neons? The trails of every human can be smelled everywhere. His vision is limited for several metres..
How can human stay like this?
Forgotten that he also is a human, he kept cursing the city. Trained in the mountains for almost 20 years, his sense had surpassed the human limit. His smell, his vision, his instinct, everything he had now, were all thanks to the master of the mountains, the alpha wolf, Yamakami Sensei..
With the mind of a human and the sense of a beast, Howl had become the pride of the Pack.. But his new mission is far more difficult than hunting in the mountains.. With the aid of the Ao no Ookami(the katana) and his loyal Shengu, his dear wolfriend, they step into the human world for the first time and journey into the depth of humanity, in order to save the humanity from annihilation. |
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