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 Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 6:07 pm
 Welcome to the Shadows and Specters Short Story Contest!! This is a contest for all the creative writers out there~ I wanna hear your spookiest, scariest, make-your-skin-crawl story!! It can be any length - there is no minimum. However, I don't want to read an entire novel...so please try to keep them no more than a few pages on Word, if you can. Good luck everyone!! ~Captain Liv <3
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 6:56 am
ʘ RULES ʘ
-You MUST fill out the form in order to submit your story
-All stories must be ORIGINAL. If you steal from the internet, I will find you, and you better pray that I can't find the banhammer!! >:C
-Please keep things PG-13. Be discreet about any...sexual encounters...that may be in your story.
-You can be as detailed as you want, as far as blood and guts goes.
-Be CREATIVE!
-Be SPOOKY!
-Have FUN~
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 7:06 am
ʘ Submission ʘ
In order to submit your entry, you must fill out the following form: [b]
Username:
Image (optional):
Title:
Prose:[/b] >>>> All submissions MUST be in this form to be considered. If it's not, then I'm not going to read it >:C <<<<
>>>> Make all submissions as a post in this thread. DO NOT PM THEM TO ME. <<<<
I would like for the rest of the Guild to be able to read them as well.
** All submissions must be entered by Saturday, October 30, 2010 at 12:00 noon, Eastern Time. **
If you have any questions, feel free to PM Captain Liv at any time
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 7:09 am
ʘ Prizes ʘ 1st Place - Raggedy Doll Costume Set ( Your color and gender choice. )
2nd Place - Treat Pail and Bi-color Costume Wig ( Your color choice. )
3rd Place - Devil, Bone, and Raven masks. ( Your color choice. )
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 7:44 am
ʘ Winners ʘ
-1st Place: xChibiWingx
-2nd Place: RoadKamelot4ever
-3rd Place: Since there is no 3rd place winner, this prize will go to xChibiWingx as well.
Congratulations everyone!! <3
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 7:48 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 1:54 pm
Username: xChibiWingx
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Title: A Halloween She Won’t Forget.
Prose: Horror. A lesson with an unforgettable ending.Hopefully no one's posted something like this out there... I didn't feel like getting bloody for this story ._.; It’s Halloween, the best time of the year for young Elise Madison. How no one could love dressing up in costumes for this one special day, she didn’t know. Every year, Elise made it her goal to come up with something memorable, whether it was the scariest costume of the year, telling the scariest story, or just purely scaring the most people on this momentous day. Some of the kids at her school made fun of Elise because of all the crazy things she did during October. “Look at the witch this year. She needs to get back on her broom and fly back to Salem to be hung.” one of her main assailants, Petra would say right behind Elise’s back. Petra had taken to calling Elise a witch since she had seen Elise dressed as a witch working at one of the bigger haunted houses in their town. That year Elise wanted to help out more than scare people like she normally did. Of course when the namesake was called or yelled out, Petra’s pack of clones, the cheerleading team, would join in the laughing. Elise always pretended not to hear what they were saying about her. She knew they just wanted to see her burn like the ‘witch’ she was. Elise had decided that she had had enough when Petra, she knew it was her, vandalized her locker at the end of the school day. The word ‘witch’ had been written in red all over her locker, with a pentacle near the lock. When Elise opened her locker that day, her books were all missing. In there place was a rope noose, hanging in the middle of the locker, it’s message clear and ominous. Elise put her backpack in her locker calmly, un hooking the noose from it’s place, and slammed the door. It was the eve of Halloween, and Elise had work to do. It will be a Halloween she won’t forget.
A lone, small house waited in the full moonlight and fog as Petra walked up to it her with her pack of followers behind her. “Ew. Look at this place, girls. It’s definitely the witch’s house.” she said, the clones laughing automatically. Windows smashed, fake cobwebs hanging everywhere and fake blood on the door, Elise had planned out her house to be the most morgue one on her block. There were fake graves set out and a fake crow was on the lamp post. Petra kicked the fog machine that was by the edge of a bush as she walked by and up the steps alone. A loud hiss made the lone girl jump. A black cat sat by the door and stood up, running past Petra when she had walked up the steps. “The damn witch has a pet.” Petra hissed. She stopped in front of the front door and crossed her arms, rolling her eyes at the fake blood that had been spattered everywhere. The letter she had received this Halloween morning said to come here at midnight, and Petra was not passing up a chance to burn the witch again. Petra opened the blood stained door for it was unlocked, and walked inside. Fake spiders immediately dropped down in Petra’s face, making the girl hold back a scream and smack them away like they were nothing. The inside of the house was just as morgue as it was on the outside. The furniture was soaked with fake blood, smashed lamps and glass were scattered everywhere, a fake skeleton sat on the couch and the normal lighting had been replaced with red light bulbs, lighting the house in an eerie way. The place smelled terrible and was freezing cold. Petra scoffed, a cloud of her breath forming in the chill air. The carpet felt damp underneath Petra’s feet and she looked down. The whole front area of the carpet in front of the door was soaked through in red. Looking at the blackness of a blood trail that lead down the hall, Petra rolled her eyes. She followed it. According to the letter, she was supposed to if she wanted to see the witch. “This is the best you could come up with? Pathetic. The blood trail lead around the corner and to a door. The door had been written on in some color that looked brown in the red light and it read Find the Witch. “I’m coming for you, Elise…” Petra muttered to herself, and opened the door. Petra coughed as a foul smell poured out of the closet in a wave. It was completely pitch black in the closet, but there looked lie there was a lot of stuff in there. Petra, suddenly curious, flipped the light switch that was on the outside of the closet.There was only a few seconds of delay before her scream echoed throughout the house and down the street as she ran away.
Police reordered the case of Elise Madison, age fifteen, as a suicide. The girl in the witch costume was still hanging from the locker noose in the closet, her eyes open and white. A note was clutched in the dead girl’s hand, addressed to a Petra Haders. Police took the chance to open the note, since the girl would not read it. It‘s message was written in black, neat handwriting on a small, blank note card. It‘s message made the police’s skin crawl and Petra nearly faint when it was given to her to read.
‘Happy Halloween.’
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 3:21 pm
Username: Roadkamelot4ever
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Title: The Non-misunderstood Vampire
Prose:Vampire. Story about a vampire, nothing like Twilight or any of those other love vampire stories.On October 31, 2050, the vampire was now 500 years old. He watched the kids, teenagers, and adults dress up as vampires; obsessing over them; thinking vampires were kind people who loved everybody and was just misunderstood. Every single one of them was wrong. He found joy in hearing people's screams and loved their delicious blood. He didn't hear and taste much of that these past years; teenagers would shriek and swoon at the sight of him, thinking it was so cool to meet a vampire. "This year," he thought "yes, this year I will prove all of those stupid little teenagers wrong." So, when trick or treaters went out to get their disgusting candy, he set out in look of delicious teenagers to suck the blood from and kill. He noticed it was only 7:00 PM; the time when only little kids are trick or treating. So, he blended in for a while, knowing that little kids blood tasted terrible.
Finally at 9:00 PM, teenagers came out in huge groups. "Perfect" he thought. He started walking towards them. When they noticed him, one of them said "Dude, that is a mighty wicked vampire costume, you look like a real vampire." He smiled, thinking how ignorant they are of the danger they are in. "Sorry, but this isn't a costume." he replied. Another teenager said, "But, there's no way vampires really exist, but it would be so cool if they did." The one who spoke was apparently a female obsessed idiot. He laughed "Are you really sure about that little girl? Vampires are actually really dangerous; all that crap how we are misunderstood is the most ignorant and idiotic thing I have ever heard." "You talk like you are one," the first teenager said. "That's because I am," the vampire said, "want me to prove it to you?" "Haha sure, why not?" the teenager answered. "Then come here, turn around, and show me your neck," the vampire instructed. "Honey, are you sure about this?" the girl asked apparently her boyfriend. "Don't worry babycakes, like said, vampires don't really exist," the teenager replied. He walked up to the vampire and did as he instructed. As they vampire bit down, the teenager screamed and everybody gasped. In less than 30 seconds the blood was all vacuumed out of his body, leaving him a lifeless puppet. The teenagers were frightened now; they screamed and started running. But the vampire sucked all of their blood, one-by-one. By now, everybody in the area was screaming bloody murder and running for their loves. But he was too fast for them, after an hour he got every teenager in the neighborhood; hoping he proved his point, he vanished. Somehow, nobody noticed until the morning when they noticed many teenagers dead in their own pool of blood. The police came to the conclusion it was some sort of monster but they didn't know what. They also saw, on the houses, written from blood of the teenagers, a note to them.
Happy Halloween idiotic vampire lovers!
That was a very yummy meal.
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