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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:40 am
this is just a really random dream I had that remebered down to the last detail so.......I had to write.....There's Penguins! keep in mide my writeing skills suck and on one else has read this yet.....
His breath grew heavier and heavier with each passing step. His body ached and he felt the shock of each foot fall as he ran, but stopping was not an option for stopping meant death. The cold stone walls of this castle felt like a prison. The hall twisted and turned but there were no branching hallways, it was one long endless prison cell to him at the moment. The walls even felt like they were closing in around him, every second growing ever closer and closer to choking off his one escape. His mid started to wander, wander to what was going to happen when that thing caught up to him. An image of it ripping his arm right out of socket flashed in his mind. This was quickly fallowed by a feeling in his shoulder that made him scream in agony. The pain was his own mind lashing out at him but it was still enough to make lose his concentration, and trip over his own foot.
He skid face first across the cold hard stone floor. He shakily pulled himself to his knees. The left side of his face was covered with blood, form a fresh wound on his forehead. He went to wipe blood from his eyes, but before he could he heard a roar from down the hall that soul to the core. Without wasting another moment he jumped to his feet and resumed running.
He ran with his hands under the wound collecting the blood, he knew if he left a blood trail that would be the end of his hope of finding a branch in the hallway. He knows the creature intelligence is most likely only a few steps up from your basic dog, but even it would be smart enough to follow a trail of blood.
His steps became labored and slow, he could go no further. After two more steps he collapsed face first. The blood he had been collecting splattered all over him and the floor, some even managed to reach the walls as if in a last ditch effort to get as far away form him as possible.
He lay there in his blood waiting for the end to come. He looked down the dark endless hallway and in a low dry raspy voice. “I guess there’s no light at the end for me…” He let his head drop against the stone floor. He tilted his head to side for a more comfortable position, his eyes stayed closed as his life passed before is eyes as if one last slap in the face he was shown all the torment he had gone though in his life. Torment he himself had not earned, yet there was no second thought about placing this punishment upon him. He cried out. “******** you!” When he did he snapped back to reality and his eyes were focused on a door way that stood right beside him.
He cursed himself for not noticing it earlier. He wobbled to his feet; he took off his blood stained leather travel’s garb. His body underneath was covered in scars, ranging from cuts, burns, and everything in-between. He balled it up and chucked it down the hall and did his best to splash most the blood down the hall to make it look like he continued running that way after he tripped.
He wobbled over to the door and placed his hand on the knob. “Please, after how badly you ******** me in my life just do this one thing for me….Please!” He held his breath and slowly started turning the knob. The knob turned and he heard the door creak open. “Thank you!” He almost yelled out. “It’s about ******** time!” He flung the door open, and stepped into the completely black room. Slamming the door shut behind him, he fell against the wall so that if someone or something opened it he would be behind the door. He knew there was no way that thing would fit in here, but better safe then sorry.
Leaning up against a crack in the doorway, He watches the hall waiting for if to pass. It took only ten seconds for it to reach the spot where he fell. Thanking god that he got such a good head start, he watched as the flurry of red and black zoomed by. Leaning back against the wall he let out a sigh of relief. He took a moment just to breath, and then he just started chuckling. “Dodged another bullet!” This quickly wore off how ever when he heard weird chattering noises, and the door knob began to turn. His heart stopped, that was the only thing he sent this time! Wasn’t it? He thought to him self.
The door creaked open, and he went completely stiff and backed up as far as he could to the wall. The door only opened about halfway, who ever was coming in was holding a torch the torch’s light illuminated about half the room. He could see that from the looks of it this room was on office, but the stranger thing was the torch it’s self. It was only about a foot off the ground meaning whoever was holding it was a max of three feet tall. The chattering started up again, and he realized that it kinda sounded like brides chattering to each other.
Bewildered by this he watched as the figure stepped foreword, it was……A PENGIUN! His eye widened in pure surprise, because not only was it a penguin but is was a red penguin! It was a three foot tall red penguin with a white belly! In all his life he had never seen anything so…so….so PENGUIN! He was used to seeing creatures like the one chasing him, but this! Then his eye looked down at the sword by its side, as silly as this thing looked it was still a threat so he sat back and watched him.
The red penguin was followed by a yellow one, and then a blue one. Meanwhile he was watching with a look on his face and just said you gotta be ******** kidding me! They continued to chatter back and forth for about 15 minutes, he snapped and jumped out for behind the door and grabbed the blue penguin because it was the closest to him. “This is bull; your chattering is driving me nuts!” The yellow one tilted its head and looked at him, while the red one drew its blade.
He backed into the hallway holding the struggling and squawking blue penguin in a choke hold. The red one followed, blade drawn, looking for an opening to strike. He decided to try reasoning with the penguin. “Hey, look I’m just trying to get out of here ok. So just let me go and I’ll let your friend go.” Looking into the red penguin’s cold emotionless, he quickly realized that there was no reasoning with it. “Well look you don’t have a choice! I’ve got him and if you attack me, well his in my arms you’re more likely it hit him! Besides even if you do hit me you’ll spill my cursed blood all over your friend!” All of a sudden the blue penguin stopped struggling and looked into the red’s eyes.
They nodded to one another, and the red advanced thrusting directly into the blue and right though into the man’s gut. Blood flew freely form the two of them. “How?...How? How could you?!” The red penguin just stared into the man’s eyes as if looking right though him, then razed his blade and continued attack him through his penguin brother.
Blood trickled from his mouth as he fell to his knees, dropping the penguin corpse in front of him. “So you were sent by him too…” Red razed his blade above his head and prepared for his last strike. “To think you didn’t even think twice about killing him to get to me.” He closed his eyes as his and Blue’s blood began mixing on the floor. Red jumped into the air spun around and brought his blade into his neck tip first. The strike was so fast he didn’t even feel it the only way he knew it happened was the blade left sticking out the side of his neck.
Now that's when I woke up....I woke up clucthing my neck mrgreen Idon't know where it should go now or if I should even keep going sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:07 pm
Wow... did you take crack or something before you went to bed? Lol, I love the penguins, but it's sad that the red one killed the other blue one. Who cares about the human! Lol, it's weird but good.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:15 pm
lol I not sure what I was smokeing......but it must have been some good s**t mrgreen I'll tell you cares about the human! me cause my neck felt wierd all day afterword evil lol
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:18 pm
That's really wierd that your neck would feel odd. I don't think I've ever had that happen.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:20 pm
oh it ******** sucked I felt the blade in my neck xp
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 7:10 am
I've had dreams like that, only all my friends and family were getting killed by shadows and none of it was the least bit cheerful. There's only one person that never dies whenever I have that dream, andit's because I can't bring myself to see her die. No, it's not my mother, I watched her get torn in half...
Basically, I have crazy nightmares almost all the time, so I've basically become nocturnal, but then again, I don't sleep during the day either, so what do you call that?
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 8:10 am
eek ......that sucks...well I'd have to guess someone you love or loved then. Cause the one I loved still haunts my dreams....
Well my sleep is just messed right up. I sleep at different times, mainly it cause I think to much to sleep and can't sleep untill I fall over dead. Also videogames....damn vidoe ma games keepin my up at nights!
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:51 am
You got that right...well at least the part about the loved one. Well really she's my first love, and I'm still dating her. I even told her that one day I'll put a ring on her finger and we'll be walking down the isle together. She seemed quite happy about that. But she always wakes me up in my dreams. I just can't see her getting hurt. I guess it's just too unbearable.
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:37 am
yeah my frist and only loved dumped my last month out of the blue after being together for ten months and saying how we were gonna spend the rest of our lives together......needless to say I'm a little jaded on the whole love thing
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:52 am
Lol funny.
I had a dream kind of like Battle Royale(the japanese movie). My cousin, all of my friends and I had to kill each other. Me and my cousin were the last ones and if one of us didn't die, the collars(deadly collars are put on their necks so that they will die if they didn't kill anyone, or tried to get it off) would kill us both. We met at some battleground, and charged at each other(I DON'T WANNA DIE!!! Duh!). I woke up before the end result.
I had a pistol, knife and katana, he had two pistols, a fan, and a bayonet(I was the lucky one I guess).
Scared the hell out of me!
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 12:56 pm
That was the most weirdest and ******** up dream I have ever heard or in this case read.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 2:04 pm
DemonLord WolfMaster That was the most weirdest and ******** up dream I have ever heard or in this case read. lol that's what I thought too mrgreen
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