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Post by Faith Altoire on Oct 11, 2011 19:37:23 GMT -5
Well it's been a long time since we had one of these. This contest as the title suggest will be all about the horror, the suspense, and the OMWTF just happened?!?!?!
You're task [if you so choose to accept it] will be to create a scene that portray you or your OC's greatest nightmare. It could be a drawing or a story. It just needs to be scary.
Prizes: An AMV commision by moi~ or a oneshot commision [which can be anything as long as it isn't smut and/or yaoi.]
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Post by nekochan on Oct 11, 2011 20:21:30 GMT -5
I accept this challenge..i have not written much horror but i will do my best.
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Post by Faith Altoire on Oct 11, 2011 20:37:50 GMT -5
awesome, can't wait.
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ranaparva
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Post by ranaparva on Oct 11, 2011 20:46:29 GMT -5
I may do a drawing...if I can get off my lazy ass. xP
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Post by Faith Altoire on Oct 11, 2011 21:29:48 GMT -5
heheheh~
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Post by nekochan on Oct 11, 2011 21:42:26 GMT -5
hmm my wheels are turning
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Post by nekochan on Oct 31, 2011 4:12:50 GMT -5
Neko the Cutest little Dead Kitty
There once was a sad little dead girl named Neko. She was a demon of sorts and prided herself on her appearance which she deemed to be quite lovely. Her ears pointed and cat like were as dark as her hair and long pointed tail. Her eyes blue and calculating always seemed to be focused on something or deep in thought as if plotting. Her skin pale save for the dark circles under her eyes as if she never slept..but slept she did.
She slept ever so peacefully in her coffin that laid under her tomb stone that proclaimed her beauty and every day she would she would rise from her grave and spend her time doing things she found interesting.
Like shooting crows or playing with her voodoo dolls everyday would go the same...day in day out..however on one particular day she rose feeling quite bored and dare I say unsatisfied..than a noise reached her ears as they twitched with interest. It was a noise she had never heard before. She followed it and went through a strange door which lead her to the world of the living.
There she found a world so different from her own. It was so bright and colorful..and lively. She looked over to her right and saw what made the sound. A small group of rich girls were laughing and giggling in delight as they admired each others exquisite clothes and sharing presents.
She watched them keenly as they continued to chatter when a poor boy came by..walking to his home. The boy was the exact opposite of our cute dead Neko. Where she was clothed in a black tattered dress and was lacking life..he had golden hair and was wearing a blue patched up shirt and tattered blue jeans not to mention a smile...and he was smiling at her.
His smile soon dropped however when the taunting began. The girls jeered and made fun of this poor boys clothes.
“Nice shirt Alphonse.” one girl cooed mockingly before laughing again. He frowned but ignored them and hurried on.
She felt a purr rumbling deep with in as she had an epiphany. This is what she lacked..It was a friend she needed..than surely she would not feel so lonely...than she could be just as happy as those girls.
She just had to fit in that strange world.
With a resolute mind she hurried quietly unnoticed by the girls back inside and began to prepare. She sowed her self a pretty pink dress pattered with lovely skulls. In her hair and tail she placed a bow to match. Thinking she was lacking she caught and killed a mouse. Than using the blood from the heart she made herself some deep red lipstick and blush. After she deemed herself ready she made some lovely presents that she was so sure they would enjoy.
She arrived back in the living world in record time feeling quite proud and sure of herself. She smirked with glee when she found the same girls from before standing outside once again giggling about something or another. She cleared her throat alerting them of her presence. They turned around startled at first to see her but surprise quickly turned to distaste when they saw what she was wearing.
Bashfully she presented the presents which they greedily took with out question. One by one they opened them though and their smiles disappeared and changed to looks of horror.
One girl found a plump and rather impressive dead Rat which she promptly dropped and backed away with a shriek. Another was lucky enough to get the head of a crow..and another a still bleeding heart.
One even got a flower that was splattered in blood.
They threw their ill received presents on the floor with a huff as they either glared or cowered before her.
“Friends?” She asked with hope
“Eww gross who would want to play with a dead freak like you?” They snorted before they hurried away.
She could of sworn she felt her no longer beating heart break. Where had she gone wrong? She was sure she gave top notch presents and her clothes she worked laboriously on were pretty enough...Anger replaced her despair and she decided quite quickly that someone had to die. She would of killed herself but sadly she was already dead as she stood plotting and seething she hardly noticed the golden haired boy Alphonse tentatively coming closer.
She looked up noticing him at once as he bent over and picked up the bloody flower and started to hand it to her with a reassuring smile. She felt her broken heart healing as they gazed at each other.
She opened her mouth to thank him only to be interrupted by an oncoming bus. The bus came fast and with out heed. It Hit Alphonse and killed him with one fatal blow.
Now Neko sat in front of a head stone that was appropriately titled
Here Lies Alphonse the cutest Dead boy.
He rosed soon after still clutching the flower. He no longer glistened with life but was now just as pale and deathly looking as Neko but no less cute and charming. He looked over with a deadpanned gaze and handed her the flower which she took with glee.
Neko is no longer lonely. She now has a friend to keep her company. Now with sharp knives in hand they are going to play a new little game with those wonderful girls in the world of the living..I am sure they don’t need a pulse anymore..not really.
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Post by nekochan on Oct 31, 2011 4:13:22 GMT -5
eh its the best i could do..its awful i know sorry
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samazoth
Leuteniant First Class
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Post by samazoth on Nov 3, 2011 13:09:46 GMT -5
On it.
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Post by nekochan on Nov 8, 2011 9:20:50 GMT -5
hmm where are everyone elses storys?
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Post by nekochan on Nov 9, 2011 19:00:59 GMT -5
My cat has tipped over her water dish and on my mac so i am going to go sell my blood until i can get money to buy a cheep one. Curse you Neko!!!!! So i will only be able to get online when my sister is watching her grays antaomy
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