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 Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:13 am
"Oh a partyyy !!" Rayne gets excited.
She takes out her wand and mumbles a spell that decorates the whole room t fit the theme.
"Does anyone know any good scary stories?" As she grabbed another butterbeer..
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 4:31 pm
"well i think i might but its not really that good"
((ooc im going to make one up for my next post and it will be inside the harry potter world))
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 6:22 pm
Tell us anyway James!
*Summer grabbed a pillow off the couch, plopped it on her lap and leaned against the couch, sitting on the floor. Her butterbeer was cupped with both hands, pressed to her lips, but not being drunk just yet.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 6:58 pm
"ok i will"
*turns off the lights*
"lumos" james says quietly
((ooc im using my wand like muggles use the flash lights to give spooky meaning to the stories))
"once long ago on a night very much like tonight*clouds appear out of nowhere blocking off the sky
lightning starts to crackle but not strike and a deep mist settles over the castle of hogwarts*
a guy with black hair and eyes, that looked like he had seen terrible things in his life,and a flowing dark blue robe was walking through the forest. he was very frightened he hated the dark for all kinds of creatures roamed the night, but he was determined to get to a safe resting lace.
while walking through the woods he heard sounds as if he were being followed.
he looked every where for the person that seemed to be following but couldnt find any one behind him.
all he could see was lots of mist and some tree branches poking darkly through the mist
seeing nothing he continued on his journey he only had about 3 more miles till he knew there would be a safe spot to rest
when out of nowhere a voice penetrated the night with a creepy sound as if the world were ending on this very night
the mysterious voice said
"who dares travel through my lands who dares enter the haunted forest of the living dead?"
becoming even more scared the guy broke into a run feeling that if he didnt make it to the resting spot he might never be seen again
running almost out of breath he spots a creature unknown to him.
it had jet black hair that fell to the ground, its skin was a pale green color and it had hollowed check bones
*lightning crashes to the ground out side*
seeing this horrible monster he let out a scream and rand west away from the monster
several seconds later he had heard a shrill scream piercing his skull and had had to cover his ears to stop the pain it caused
after a few more minutes he found that he had become horribley lost
he wandereed that silvery forest for hours still not knowing where he was
and finally he bumped into a creature that looked like a huge skelton but also resembled a demon he was stunned by its ghastly limbs,its twistedly sacred face , rotting carcass driping with flids from long ago
the blade in its left hand covered in blood
he screamed just before it cut him to pieces one limb at a time
and to this day they say that you can still hear him screaming on misty nights full of evil
*lightning crashes to the ground 3 feet from the castle and shakes the slytherin common room*
*and a dieing scream is heard in the distance far away so far it sounds like over hundreds of miles but clear enough that it sounds like it came from in side the forbidden forest*
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 7:46 pm
*Summer had hid her head behind the pillow as James told the story, only her eyes peeping out.*
That was a good story James. I have one, but if someone else wants to go first...
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:13 pm
*laughs as summer hides from the story*
"summer its not that scary and i think you should tell your story now"
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 9:53 pm
*Summer blushes*
Heh heh..heh..I-I wasn't scared. Heh. Not me. *clears throat.*
Um okay, where were we? Oh yes, the story. *lights wand*
"September 12, 1999. The air was starting to turn chilly, leaves were beginning to fall, and late at night a damp frost stuck to the leaves and grass.
Dylan Harris and his sister Lydia had exited their home after dinner for a quick broom ride before bed. Dylan was 17, Lydia was 14. They grabbed their brooms from behind the toolshed, and sped off into the night, now merely silhouettes among the sky.
Lydia wrapped her cloak closer around her throat and folded her arms around her waist.
Dylan, I'm getting really cold...do you think we can go back inside? she shouted to the black shadow of her brother, who was doing circles around a large tree.
Alright. I just want to go look at the lake for a moment. Wait here. He said, and flew off through the trees towards the lake that was about a quarter of a mile from their home.
Lydia, however didn't want to wait around for her brother. She wanted to go back inside, but her better judgement told her that her parents wouldn't like her leaving her brother, so she sped off after him.
Dylan had already gained quite a head start, so she couldn't follow his exact path. She wound her way through the trees, trying to recall in what direction exactly the lake was. Deciding to make it easier on herself, she flew higher than the trees, peering over it all. She spotted the lake just ahead...but there was something odd about the water's surface... a thick shadow hung over a spot in the water.
Its probably just Dylan hovering, she thought as she headed for the water. When she reached the lake, she screamed.
Dyyyyyllllaaaannn!!! The shadowy spot she saw in the water was a not her brother hovering...but her brother's broom broken into pieces, floating in the water. She quickly looked about her and heard a snarl. Turning quickly on her broom she saw it.
Dylan's body hung limp between the jaws of a werewolf, torn pieces of his robe lay on the floor. The werewolf snarled again, dropped his prey, and howled at the girl. Lydia screamed, and flew off over the treetops to find her parents, but deep down she knew it was too late.
Lydia Harris "disappeared" later that same year. Longing to be with her brother. To this day, people say you can hear the dying screams of Dylan Harris when you venture off into Flosser's Lake after dark...sometimes, you can even se the two of them, flying over Flosser's Lake, together.
*Summer then leaned over and howled into Kamalia's ear. Another bolt of lightning cracked in the sky.*
Ahhhhhhhhwwwwwwwoooooooooo!
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 10:02 pm
"wow that was a really crepy story and was very well done lets not go to the lake tomorrow"
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 9:01 am
::Looks wide eyed after Summer and James story.:: "Wow!! Umm i don't have one right now! You know they muggle saying brain does not Compute. Well that how mine is feeling right now."
(((So OoC: :: Does a Happy Dance around the Common Room.:: James i know i already sent this to you in a Pm but i gotta say it again because i am soooooo Happy!! Ok so Fleep (Developer) and the forum assistant both said there is more Harry Potter items to come! Plus i actually think Sai-kun ((the Forum Assistant)) basically flat out told us that we will be getting Hogwarts school House Robes!! scream Yay!! : biggrin oes a little jiggle and Dances some more!!:: "I so can not wait to see what else we will be getting! (Harry Potter items) So I don't think i will be calming down anytime soon!!" xd ::Tilts head and thinks for a moment.:: "I just hope Sai-kun is right and we do get them." ::Then smiles again and continues to dance around.:: )))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 9:38 am
Shivers slightly as she clutches the handle of her butterbeer. She scans the room auspiciously, and coils onto the couch. "Woah..." She pipes up, trailing off. "Those were some intense stories...NOT that I'm scared or anything." She shook her head fervently at the thought.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 12:47 pm
Anyone else have any stories? This is kind of fun...
[[Kamalia that's so exciting! I would love to get robes!!!]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:28 pm
((ooc why doesnt some one tell the story of the headless horse men its a muggle story but its really good))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:48 pm
::Sits up a little straighter.:: "Ok James i will!!" ::Takes a swallow of Butterbeer and the clears throat for a moment, points wand up a little and say.:: "Lumos!" ::and watches wand tip light; then say. .::
"One cold winter night, early in the New Year, a certain Dutchman left the tavern in Tarrytown and started walking to his home in the hollow nearby. His path led next to the old Sleepy Hollow cemetery where a headless Hessian soldier was buried. At midnight, the Dutchman came within site of the graveyard. The weather had warmed up during the week, and the snow was almost gone from the road. It was a dark night with no moon, and the only light came from his lantern.
The Dutchman was nervous about passing the graveyard, remembering the rumors of a galloping ghost that he had heard at the tavern. He stumbled along, humming to himself to keep up his courage. Suddenly, his eye was caught by a light rising from the ground in the cemetery. He stopped, his heart pounding in fear. Before his startled eyes, a white mist burst forth from an unmarked grave and formed into a large horse carrying a headless rider.
The Dutchman let out a terrible scream as the horse leapt toward him at a full gallop. He took to his heels, running as fast as he could, making for the bridge since he knew that ghosts and evil spirits did not care to cross running water. He stumbled suddenly and fell, rolling off the road into a melting patch of snow. The headless rider thundered past him, and the man got a second look at the headless ghost. It was wearing a Hessian commander's uniform.
The Dutchman waited a good hour after the ghost disappeared before crawling out of the bushes and making his way home. After fortifying himself with schnapps, the Dutchman told his wife about the ghost. By noon of the next day, the story was all over Tarrytown. The good Dutch folk were divided in their opinions. Some thought that the ghost must be roaming the roads at night in search of its head. Others claimed that the Hessian soldier rose from the grave to lead the Hessian soldiers in a charge up nearby Chatterton Hill, not knowing that the hill had already been taken by the British.
Whatever the reason, the Headless Horseman continues to roam the roads near Tarrytown on dark nights from that day to this."
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:04 pm
"ooh very well done kamilia that was fright ful but i do beilieve i have heard about 200 different versions of that story i know thats quite a lot but every time i hear it it seems to have changeed"
((ooc in both real life and in rps that story changes very time i hear from some one else))
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:08 pm
::Nods head.:: "I know but thats the form i heard and know!!"
((OoC: I actually got that off my ebook So idk!!))
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