YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Saliru CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Melody Bell LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Quest RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
She was fast asleep in her bed when a sudden loud crash then clatter caused her to quickly rise before her senses. She was unaware of what she was looking at for a few drawn out moments but as dawning realizations caught up with her, her heart sank.
At first out of loss, all of her possessions stolen away in what felt like the blink of an eye- gone forever. But then came terror as it became clear the perpetrators were still present. Long sinewy shadows stretched across the floor and up her walls surrounding her bed.
Where were they? Why couldn't she see them?!
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Saliru CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: (Al) Corbin McAy LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Journal RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
He cried out for help from the battlefield, blood and gore splattered all over him and the dry barren sand. The war raging on but his weapon nowhere to save him. Nuru wasn't alone in leaving the young trainee to his fate.
The others were nowhere to be found. He grasped helplessly at his shattered legs and then at the earth when he realized they would not save him either. The enemy was watching with smug grins and eyes lit with joy. They weren't going to end his suffering, they were going to enjoy it.
No one stayed for him, not even his own pride. He tried desperately to crawl away but he did not get very far.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 7:57 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: MoonKitsune CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: TG LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Journal RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
TG wasn't the type to dream much, but when he did, it was big, busty ghouls in swimsuits stroking his horns, fighting over who got to put him on their laps, and feeding him candy and sips of soda from a bendy straw. Basically, the hypest, best, ever!
This wasn't one of those dreams.
Gripping his ghoul-printed body pillows, he turned in his over-sized bed, whimpering as his tail curled about him.
The two office desk stood towering several floors high, and at he stood in their shadows, he was just barely able to make the distance outlines of his fathers. He could hear the clicking of the calculators, the tallies being done, the scribbling of special-ordered inkwell pens that cost more than some people's homes. There were noises. Deep grunts and huffs from both his fathers as they turned from one page to another in a thick volume of forms.
The room was cold somehow. Usually with his other father here, the one that was a fire imp, and not the pixie, it would have been warm to accommodate him. Not today. Today, it was frigid. Today, he could feel his breath leave him as he clutched his jacket and tried not to lower his head.
"You didn't meet your projected targets by the end of your graduation." His father, a narrow, sharp-faced pixie said, lowering the forms to look over the desk down down down down at him.
"Your overall expenses greatly outweigh your profits. Did you even account for liability charges and defaulting claims from third party members?" His father, a round, fire imp said, moving the burning cigar from one side of his mouth to the other.
"Poor account management in the fall semester had adjusting balances mismanaged in following spring. See, here?" The pixie pointed to the imp, who frowned and nodded.
"The interest rate was agreed to quarterly instead of semi-annually, and at such a fixed rate. It was like he wasn't capable of reading." The fire imp scoffed, before looking down. "We paid tutors for years at great expense. Don't you understand the figures that went into such an investment?" The imp said, shaking the papers that then fell loose from his hands, endlessly and fell down into large sheets that fell down over TG. He pushed them away to be able to see, but the forms were falling down and making a sea about him. The ground below was starting to fall away.
"Investment? I think we have to reconsider the numbers and come to a conclusion. He was a liability, and now he's an expense." The pixie said, shaking his pen that splattered ink about the ground and flooding papers and now creating a sea among the papers. The desks were not rocking on a ocean of white papers and ink and his fathers bobbed above them as he paddled about in the cold ink
"Failed Investment. We need to cut our losses." The fire imp signed.
"Wait! I can make a profit! I can do more than break even. Please!" He cried out, but his voice barely carried.
The pixie signed as well. "Poor investment of fear and resources. I'll have Bearnice write up the closing forms."
Tg was being let go. He was being written off, severed from the company. Written off from his fathers. Alone. Without. Failed.
He grabbed some paper forms, but they started to get thick and heavy with watery ink and soon he and the papers started to sink into the black. He tried to talk, but the ink flowed cold into his lungs. I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (wow shock and surprise)
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 8:27 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: ramenli CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Soren LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Mares welcome, Stallions by appointment RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: It was a beautiful day. The sun shone light freely, the golden rays warming his skin while a light breeze whisked away the heat and playfully tugged at his clothes. Birds were singing, and in the distance he could hear humans screaming. All in all everything was perfect.
Just ahead of him he could see something even better, and orchard. Directly in front of him, just a little way down a well worn path, a tall apple tree, branches loaded with perfectly ripened fruit. A bounce was in his step as he made his way toward it, but somehow he did not seem to get any closer. He frowned, putting new determination into his stride. He moved quickly, sure of himself, and still the tree grew no closer.
Panic and anger began to grip at him, the day darkening around him until gusts tugged at his clothes, actively trying to push him back down the path. Angry clouds filled the sky, torrents of rain plastering his clothes to his body, and still the tree grew no closer. Always out of reach.
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: ramenli CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Taani LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here there be dancing RED OR WHITE? White, red is fine if needed NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: "Why do you hate me sister?"
The voice was oddly flat, and she turned, looking down to see her brother standing there. "Why would you think I hate you?" The idea was ludicrous. She had left behind all she knew to protect him and others like him, why could she ever hate him.
Then he began to move, but not toward her. Up. Up until he was at eye level, and now she could see. See that she could see through him. "You hate my friends, and my friends made me like them," the ghost that wore her brother's face told her coolly. "Why do you hate me. Why do you hunt me?"
He came towards her and she turned and ran, his words echoing around her no matter how far she went.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 9:24 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Nio Love CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Maebe Grace Bertrand LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:o hai RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: tw: gore
This particular shade of nail polish doesn't suit her. It's garish, and sparkles, and too close to red. She reaches for the nail polish remover, and opens the bottle. The stench of chemicals fills her nostrils, and her vision blurs. The cotton ball is scraped against her nails, pulling the color away from them. She pulls and pulls, rubbing away the polish, and the nail, and the skin beneath. The cotton ball continues down the fingers, removing every layer of flesh until all that was left was the sharp, clean bone. Her boney fingers rise up, still holding cotton balls filled with remover, and rub down her cheeks until they, too, were clean. Clean, fleshless white bone. Flawless.
With another look at her bone fingers, she relents. That color of nail polish hadn't been that bad, after all.
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Nio Love CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Robert Morris LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:no u RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
There was something clearly missing.
Robert looked for each and every person in his life individually. And with each assurance, he grew less wary. He knew there was something missing, but at least it wasn't (redacted) or (redacted), and it wasn't (redacted) either. There they were, right by his side, just as they'd always been. He continued to search, and found each and every person of importance right where they were meant to be. Safe and sound, happy and healthy. Perfectly complete.
They were missing nothing. It was only he who was missing something. He, who was missing.
When he thought too hard on it, he realized he didn't mind that idea at all. So what if no one needed him, wanted him, reached for him, guided him? He found that the only thing lacking was the familiar fear that he was all alone.
Everyone was fine without him, and he was fine, too. He couldn't feel lonely, or hurt, or even scared, because he couldn't feel. Because that was what was missing. His heart.
Just his heart.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 10:35 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: mangshra CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Emily Shadrean LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here it is RED OR WHITE? White? Both are ok with me tho. NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: She was having fun...she did that? Yesh, it was fun, a blast! She was dancing, her hips swayed to the rhythm of the beat. It was her favorite jam and her friends where there too. They where all having a blast, she was smiling for once.
Then there was a pull. That gut wrenching pull, like there were fishing lines hooked into every fiber of her being and they yanked her so hard forward that if they weren't just feelings, she would have been slammed so hard and fast into a wall.
She felt sick as the dance floor turned into a white room. It hurt her eyes too look at. Wait eyes...she didn't have those! NO! Her pin was gone and she was again her true form, a deep purple orb floating in the middle of the room.
Raspy breathing from one corner of the room caused her to turn around. NO! no no no no no NO! It couldn't be him! He was dead and thank Jack for that! "Come my dear, I have a task for you."
She shiver, every part of her shivered, how could that even happen? Being at school in a body, those new feelings and experiences must have crossed over. She wanted to get away from him, to hide in a small dark corner of the world where he'd never find her. He was the worse of the most horrible masters she had had.
"First you will run me a bubble bath." The raspy voice said with a hint of glee. "Then I'll give you the real task....Oh. I almost forgot, no talking, as always you wast of perfectly good shadow."
Inside, Emily was screaming.
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Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
You dream a terrible dream one that seems to last forever. ( OOC: Once again Nightmare solos will affect something at the end of the event, but it is UP TO YOU how long you want to write yours. It can be two lines and that is fine seriously! Whatever you're comfortable with. Think of it as a writing exercise) I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (wow shock and surprise)
Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 9:29 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: amicableAggressor CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Indu ibn Qurra LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL: booop RED OR WHITE? white! NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: Indu had so much work to catch up on. And the worst part was, none of it was actually hers. It was all friends work, things she owed as favours or as promises. She'd promised everyone she'd get it all done, but everything she wrote just came out looking like triangles. She looked up and frowned at the audience staring expectantly back, the hairs on her arms prickling. But she couldn't say anything, could she? They would just have to wait until she was done. There was an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. The audience would wait, she knew, but not for her to finish. They'd be there only for a hour, that's all the time she had. There was no way she could be ready in an hour. And after that, the curtain would close, and the lights would turn off, and the theatre would empty, leaving her sitting alone in the pitch black. And she'd have missed it. Her one chance. Everyone would be so disappointed. Indu knew she had promised that she would be ready, she knew everyone had worked so hard to get everything perfect. Everyone had trusted her, and here she was, sitting on stage, unable to start. Unable to explain herself. Everything was wrong, and she couldn't stop it, and it was all her fault. Frustratedly, she drew another triangle on the paper, and let out a small scream of rage. It wasn't fair! I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (wow shock and surprise)
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: amicableAggressor CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Kwasi LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL: booop RED OR WHITE? reddd NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: "But - aren't we all supposed to you know - have our own rooms?" The question had been met with an icy look from the school's secretary. But everyone else /did/ have their own room. And the way she looked at him said everything. If you have the lowest scores in the entire school, you're not a real student. So you don't get a room for yourself. He dragged his bag to the door of her office, then looked down at the climb, down the vertical shaft that plummeted down into the center of the school. To the bottom. Heaving it over his shoulder, and casting a mournful glance back, he started to climb down the metal rungs. As he went deeper, he glanced in through the open doors, of the other students rooms. Big, luxurious even. Beds well made, you could see by the gold stickers and a+'s scrawled all over them. He had flunked bed-making class in the first week, when he had forgotten to bring the pillow slips.
Finally, arriving at the bottom, he stepped off onto the small platform, and pushed the door open to his new room. There was a students bed, but it wasn't his. He looked listlessly at the small habitarium in the corner, with his name pinned on it. It was so cramped! How was he going to even sleep at night?? Turning back to the bed, he jealously squinted at his roommate, lounging listlessly on it. Staring back at him, distastefully, his roommate rolled over and began to lick itself in front of him, tail whipping back and forth as it groomed. "Mrrt! Prr prrft!" Kwasi felt his ears began to heat up and turn red from embarrassment. Imagine it! The only kid in the entire school who's minipet had better grades than him! And now, he had to -share a room- with it!
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 10:15 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: _ p a o cx CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Kane O. LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:click RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Clink. Clink. Clink.
The sound of metal on metal stirred a child awake. Dark, coal red eyes recognize that face, even at a distance. Young. Indifferent. Scarred. In bad shape, he knew. Aching, he remembered. Too well. All too well. But the figure was all but swallowed up by the shadows. He couldn't see. He didn't want to. He did.
Clink. Clink. Clink.
"Come, now, child..."
Eyes narrowed. He knew that voice. The child seemed to freeze in place, and a noticeable chill fell in the room. "We don't have time enough for your bouts of sleep, you know this."
Clink. Clink. Clink.
The voice was saccharine sweet, melodious. Venom. He didn't need a light to know that a sardonic smile was spread wide across her shadowed face. There was a dull, green glow where her eyes should have been; the child look up slowly and saw. Such wicked, smiling eyes.
He froze. He knew those eyes. What it meant. The clink-ing sound's source. He knew but he couldn't move. His legs refused to cooperate. The rest of his body didn't do much better, not even his voice. And he watched as she's undid the cage's locks and opened its door and the child slowly sat up. His dark, coal red eyes were barely lit. His body was small. Frail. Weak in every sense of the word, but he slowly rose to his feet and stepped out.
He winced at the sight of the puncture. The way the child's body crumpled to the ground, but his breathing was steady and his eyes were still flickering red. She was barking orders at something before he even knew it, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the child's body that lay on the ground. Naked. Skinless for a time, before a pair of somethings draped some kind of a sheet over him. Wrapped it around his arms. His legs. His feet. His face..
He shuddered as a loud CRACK resounded in the room. The child's bones contorted, bending where they ought not to bend. Breaking. Growing, but misshapen. Disfigured. Wrong.
Searing hot, crushing and painful. That's what it felt like, he remembered. And he knew It'd stretch out for what felt like an eternity as the his screams filled the room...
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 11:39 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Skye Starrfyre CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Arland LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL: www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24036777 RED OR WHITE? White! Although I'm not going to fuss if you put me wherever I'm needed. heart NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
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Arland was falling again... Only this time there wasn't an underground lake rising up to quickly meet him. There would be no splash, no bank to wash up on, no one to make sure here was there at the end... There was nothing.
He tossed and turned in his bed, sheets tangling around him, sweat beading on clammy skin, heart racing in his chest, pulse escalating as he thrashed about.
His was on the ground again, the packed dirt cold beneath bare feet. He didn't know what was behind him, only knew that he couldn't pause to wonder what. He could only run as if his life depended on it. It did. It did.
He awoke with a start, eyes wide as they darted around the darkness. Something was there with him. He wasn't alone. He... It leaped out of the shadows, knocking him out of the bed only to pin him to the floor. He could feel claws sinking into skin, digging deep down, deeper than anything he'd ever felt before. Whatever it was it seemed as though it might be going for something more than just the guts within. It seemed to want his soul.
And so the night continued, from one garish dream into the next... Spiraling down, down, down until only fear was left.
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Skye Starrfyre CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Aldara LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=21197771 RED OR WHITE? Red! Although I'm not going to fuss if you put me wherever I'm needed. heart NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
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There were things that she had forgotten; pieces of herself that were missing. In the nightmare they waited for her on the other side of a locked door. As she stood in front of it a chill raced down her spine bringing with it a deeply profound sense of foreboding. Something wasn't right. Something....
She stepped forward, placing one hand on the door as if she could somehow know what was on the other side just from touching it. Her fingers drifted up, lightly brushing along the intricate detailing on the lock, drawing back quickly only at the sound of a shrill screech coming from the other side.
Today wouldn't be the day to test what was on the other side... But the next day she would return, and the day after that, each day bringing the same curiosity. Curiouser and curiouser...
The screams grew louder until she could finally hear them for what they were. Her own.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 12:17 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Nilah44 CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Kyrielle Aiyala LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:linky RED OR WHITE? Red preferred, but I can be on whichever side. NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Kyrielle was in her room, just like every normal night. The blinds were open, allowing the moonlight to stream into the room. It cast an eerie glow on all that it touched, being things mainly on the desk that sat in front of the window. Everything was in it's place, all was as it should be, but that didn't last long. A small gust seemingly came from the window, even though the window itself was closed. It blew the stacks and stacks of unfinished homework onto the floor. Kyri's eyes grew wide, how did that happen? Her eyes then narrowed, as if scanning the room. Seeing nothing else out of place, though, she stood and started gathering the papers. She didn't really pay so much attention to what order they were in as much as she just wanted them off the floor and back on the desk. The papers had just resumed their position on the desk when another mysterious force opened the door. It opened into the room so she couldn't figure out what had caused it to open. The reaper walked towards the door, which creaked as it opened further, but when it was all the way open, it was not the hallway it was supposed to be. It was a street. It reminded her of the street she used to live on with her parents...but it was different. Was...was she in the fleshy world? No, no, she hadn't learned enough about that world yet, she wasn't ready. She hadn't had time to study the environment. Kyrielle turned back as if to run back the way she had come. Fortunately for her, the door was still there, but as she went threw it, she was surrounded by her own kind, except they were Grim Reapers and not mages. But how was this possible? She was a part of Halloweentown so her soul could not be reaped. Had that truly been the fleshy world she had just come from? Had it turned he into a fleshy that her kind most looked like? They started closing on her, she didn't even have the time to figure out where she was before she blacked out.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 1:00 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Blade Kuroda CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Deryk Bond LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:[x] RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: It was dark, dank, and Deryk found himself in chains. His body ached and his head felt like it was spinning. Dark laughter could be heard nearby, along with the buzzing of... something. Slowly, he looked up. Four shadowed figures loomed over him. The only thing he could see of them was a red spiral glowing on their foreheads. He didn't have a chance to scream before they ripped him to shreds.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 1:08 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Astaraei CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Lucky LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:here RED OR WHITE? REDddddd NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Treason, they explained, when he asked why.
Beheading, they demonstrated, when he asked how.
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Astaraei CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Aymet LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:here RED OR WHITE? YOU PICK NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
He ruled his kingdom from atop a throne of rubble, crowned in skulls and steel blades and broken shards of what had once been mirrors.
There was no one left to object; not after what he had done.
But they all made a fitting crown.
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Marushii CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Tobias LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Journal Here RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
He couldn't run; not here not now not ever. Tobias moved his arms, jerking back as the long twisted horn fastened to his weapon threatened to take out his eye. He had already had another close encounter with that eye; he didn't need to lose it just yet.
Tobias couldn't hear it. The sound hit him in his chest and rattled around, a loud enclosed boom that echoed out and surrounded him. It was growing dark. He tried to shout, eyes wide and gasping as the bubbles escaped him.
He was drowning.
The darkness closed around him, crushing, grinding, and snapping what few bubbles he had left.
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