Free Vanities Contest

[TheBaws]

Waddup guys how you doin'. It's a fine day to have a contest and I've got one for you.


I've been playing this game for one and a half months now and I love it. I play it almost everyday and as a result, I don't have time for other things. That's why I decided I'm gonna quit playing this game anymore :D. It will be a waste if I'll just delete the character as I have some rare vanities. So I'll make a contest instead.

As you guys know, I like reading stories. Any kind of stories. But what I like the most are those weird ones, or mind blowing ones. Like those stories that makes you, " da f@#* was that?" or "da heck did I just read? " , yup those ones.
So guys, what I like you to do is write me a story. A story that will make The Matrix and Inception look like Free Willy :D.

The criteria are:
- Well, it should make me go, "What the?" / a story that has never been told before :D
- Make it short please, the shorter the better
- It should be original, like I said, never been heard before ( Don't copy from the internet cause I will find it out :D )

The winners will receive:
1st prize: Gamer top, Black Manic Facemask
2nd prize: Black Track suit set, orange gambler leggings, eagle mask,100k
Consolation prize: orange desire top, socialite top, combat top, dark militant hat

So that's it guys! The contest will end after 6 days. Post your stories in this thread and your ign at the end of your story.

Break a leg!

Edit: Guys you can only post one story here. If you post more than one, only the first story you posted will be credited. Cheers!

[Zaonabiuibil]

I was running, they were right behind me. I turn the corner and plummet to the ground, for there was no floor. I continue running, knowing if I stop they'll get me. I turn another corner, a little more cautious, and stand there. I hear a *woosh!* and look below to find my captors lying in the same spot I plummeted, but, how? I didn't run up any stairs, and that fall had to be 2 stories, I could not possibly have gone back up. That defies all possible physics. The terror of the moment has passed, but an even greater question arises. Where am I?

[XchilangopwnX]

"Era of the Reaper"

Long ago a demonic soul escaped from hell and took his place as ruler of the Vampire nation of Carvina. It ruled above all else and kept furious control for many a millennia. Nothing could surpass It. Its powers were unmatched by any existent. It was Cimeries.

All Carvinians were weary, thinking twice before encroaching upon Cimieries' mighty reign. Mighty he was, but none knew how he looked. No one wanted to find out. Only those that crossed Cimeries found out the horror of angering him. To bestow upon its glory was to prepare for eternal death. No one ever survived once they came upon Cimerieis. His lair's boundaries were made obvious by the heads of trespassers located at every path and entrance to Cimeries' lair.

But, one day a vampire without due reason was born from the multitudes of Carvinian citizens with a power like no other. Carvinians saw her as the chosen one that would decide a turning point for the beginning of a new era. Naamah would begin, "The Era of the Reaper."

-25 years later-

Naamah stood before Cimeries. She gazed upon horrid, glazed, red eyes. The glare too intense to turn away from. Cimeries smiled, and lurched towards her. Naamah could not react and turn away fast enough and her face was slashed by Cimeries' monstrous claw. Naamah was out of breath, but Cimeries was merely beginning. Naamah looked back and realized that 25 years of battles and searching for Cimeries had just turned into ashes. She was no match for the eight foot, three hundred pound, muscular beast. Naamah was lost and Cimeries only chuckled.

-25 minutes of evading Cimeries-

Naamah had wounds that could not heal fast enough and Cimeries had her in his grasp. "Any last words my darling," he said. "Tell Hades I said Adieu." Naamah quickly seized the weapon she had stolen from Cimeries' vault and struck him directly in his dark heart. He began to crack with orange light bursting out of his skin and seconds later he exploded into millions of fiery ashes.

Naamah was victorious. The Era of The Reaper had now begun and Naamah knew what came next. Eternal Glory.

-Fin-

Look I'm thinking, "D**F*q I just type." Haha. Hope its a fun read. I am not a professional writer, obviously. I just wanted to take a shot at this. :vsmile:

IGN: Chilango

[Jcyee]

once upon a time, there was a little doggy that pooped on a sidewalk. after a few days of sitting there, lots of people stepped on the poop and fell to the ground. the constant stepping on the poop eventually formed into a figure: a GINGERBREAD MAN. so one day, a little boy noticed the "gingerbread man" on the ground and picked it up. by that time the poop had hardened in the sun so it felt like a cookie. the little boy proceeded to consume the poop. he thought to himself "mmmmmmm yummy." the next thing he knew, he was flying! and was being propelled by his own poop into the sky. then another flying object in the sky hit him sending him all the way to london and to the olympic games. the little poop-propelled boy finally landed in the diving pool and all the judges gave him a 10 for his dive and he won an olympic gold medal. THE END

I know. i bet your thinking "da f@#* was that?" or "da heck did i just read?" lol

Edit: forgot ign but here it is: jcyee :)

[disowninglook]

My cousin is a schizophrenic. He always talked about seeing a woman with no eyes, empty eye sockets, opening the doors in his house and then standing in front of his powder room mirror.

I knew and he knew that he was a schizophrenic from similar experiences that happened beforehand. One day when we were out having a good time, he invited me to come to his place, we

never spend time together, so I accepted. We watched TV, ate, talked about all that is holy and good. I sat up erect after feeling a chill go up my spine. My cousin, was sitting up, looking

directly at the front door, like a deer in head lights. Wide open. The back door. Wide open. I was surely not imagining my cousin's schizophrenia. We watched the doors, then decided to go

back to watching TV. After my cousin had a few drinks, he went to use the restroom. He came back, calm as anything. He then mentioned how he fights off what he sees, usually by

lunging or waving his arms at it. I listen to what he says, trying to be interested. I spill some food on my arm then go to the washroom to clean up. There stands a figure that is

obviously real. I stand there not knowing how to react, I'd never experienced anything like this before. I had no idea what to do. Do I shoo it away? No. I knew I wasn't a schizophrenic.

Why did I see this then? It couldn't have been my imagination could it? I spoke to my cousin and described what I had seen. He grew pale. I took him by the arm and we went to see what

neither of us, or anyone ever could every concoct in a nightmare. The figure was gone. I had seen into the mind of my schizophrenic cousin. It was no hallucination.






Now read the first letter of every line above not counting this line or the lines below it.

This took me a while to write but I freaked myself out lol.

EDIT: SORRY IT'S A BIT LONG, I HOPE IT'S WORTH THE READ!:)


EDIT: DISREGARD THIS STORY I'M ADDING ANOTHER TO THE LINKS I POSTED.

[Synergistic]

Once upon a time, there was a guy. And so he said "You want a short story?".
So he took a bottle of whiskey and lived happily ever after..... The End

[TheBaws]

Wow! you guys are great story tellers! All of you have really good ideas. If you want guys you can edit your story until the end of the contest to make it more "what the?" :D
Good luck!!!

[FallenOne]

wait I'll try on my next post. No time for now.

[Theholyangel]

MY ABYSS
Recently, ive been laying, in the darkness of the abyss i am trapped in, hunted by the reaper of my existence, due to specific reasons in the past... Thinking, of all the trouble, the beast of this world have put me through. As i lay, i hear the sounds of the infernal beings chasing me. My first thought is, run. I get up, fleeing for my life, run past a few hellhounds, dodge a few straglers. Then finally, make it to the sole portal out of here, that I need to get to, to escape. As i run to it i get cut by one of the beasts, cut once more, then mysteriously the king of my fears appears. The reaper of my existence, created for the soul reason of this torture, the sole person that can make me weak. When he confronts me all he does is look into my eyes, smiling grimicingly and says "well here we are again my old friend, its time for your torture to begin once more". Suddenly being stabbed, with blood dripping down my body, feeling the cold cruel pain of death as I lay there, I wake up, in this abyss, once more. To have to face death, experiencing it, once more, trying to escape. From the never ending "game" i am trapped and hunted in. Forever. Thinking to myself "I shall not give, and i will not". As the replay, with a new death, begins once more with the horrid sounds, of the deaths of me.

-Angel, reporting after 22 years, the sole surviver.


Hope its enjoyed, muaha ;-)

IGN: theholyangel

[Zaonabiuibil]

I was running, they were right behind me. I turn the corner and plummet to the ground, for there was no floor. I continue running, knowing if I stop they'll get me. I turn another corner, a little more cautious, and stand there. I hear a *woosh!* and look below to find my captors lying in the same spot I plummeted, but, how? I didn't run up any stairs, and that fall had to be 2 stories, I could not possibly have gone back up. That defies all possible physics. The terror of the moment has passed, but an even greater question arises. Where am I?


MY ABYSS
Recently, ive been laying, in the darkness of the abyss i am trapped in, hunted by the reaper of my existence, due to specific reasons in the past... Thinking, of all the trouble, the beast of this world have put me through. As i lay, i hear the sounds of the infernal beings chasing me. My first thought is, run. I get up, fleeing for me life, run past a few hellhounds, dodge a few straglers. Then finally, make it to the sole portal out of here, that I need to get to, to escape. As i run to it i get cut by one of the beasts, cut once more, then mysteriously the king of my fears appears. The reaper of my existence, created for the soul reason of this torture, the sole person that can make me weak. When he confronts me all he does is look into my eyes, smiling grimicingly and says "well here we are again my old friend, its time for your torture to begin once more". Suddenly being stabbed, with blood dripping down my body, feeling the cold cruel pain of death as I lay there, I wake up, in this abyss, once more. To have to face death, experiencing it, once more, trying to escape. From the never ending "game" i am trapped and hunted in. Forever. Thinking to myself "I shall not give, and i will not". As the replay, with a new death, begins once more with the horrid sounds, of the deaths of me.

-Angel, reporting after 22 years, the sole surviver.


Hope its enjoyed, muaha ;-)

IGN: theholyangel

It's not like he took the idea of repetition from someone or anything....

[Theholyangel]

Did not copy the idea, i wrote the first draft of what i stated long ago ;-) i can change if you like

[Theholyangel]

Got the idea while reading, many ideas ^,^ have been trying to write a book, that is simply the intro, no intentions of repetition, my apologies :-)

[Jugernugetx]

Oh my gosh...

I cant make a story -_- what up with all the stories now??! Anyways,

Good luck all

[Theholyangel]

Gl also :-) and apparently i am repeating something ;-)

[Xaos]

My eyes open quickly to the sound of a crash in my hallway. My body doesn't move but my eyes are looking left and right faster and daster. I hear foot steps walking toward my door, then stop. Suddenly my heart beats deeply, as i feel the pounds in my ears. It or what moves away from my door then infront of me but directly on the other side. I try to close my eyes but i just cant.
As this strange thing on the other side of me constantly paces back and forth i think to myself, "who is this what is going on?". Before i could ask anything else a big ugly, dead looking figure appears on my ceiling. My eyes follow it as it crab walks down to my face. "oh fxck" i think to myself. I feel my legs lift up into the air. *crack*. A sharp pain suddenly fills my body. My legs have been torn from my body! My ears start ringing, my eyes buldging, my heart pounding. That dark figure is near , snacking on my legs. Somehow i have to get out but how? Will i be eaten before i can escape? Lucky me, that thing is occupied. I manage to crawl slightly. But before i could move. I feel spikes, nails, something sharp strike my chest, gripping my heart sticking each sharp object inside it nd squeeze it dry. Before i could drift away into death, the thing eats my heart and shoves the rest in my mouth. The thing is me, but.. How? ......

[Tricon]

It all began in the ancient times. We were transformed by the Creator, a mysterious woman who turned us into monsters. Since then we were known as the Ancient Ones. Atalla, Amicus, and I were the first vampires that ever existed. We never knew our Creator's true identity but we obeyed what She told us to do. She ordered us to create more of our kind to rule this world and feast on human blood. Atalla and I were the only ones who agreed with Her plan but Amicus wanted nothing to do with it. Not long after, Amicus left our little coven to create his own. His coven has only one purpose: to stop us our plans to rule this world.

Our Creator suddenly disappeared one day, no one has heard from her ever since. Even though She was gone, the plan was still continuing. Atalla and I searched for recruits to join our coven and to complete our conquest for blood. A few years went by, our covens grew bigger and stronger. Years turned into decades. Decades turned into centuries. Centuries turned into a millennia and we still haven't seen our fellow brother Amicus.

After a millennia of no word from him, I decided to hunt him down. He is the only one who would stop us from succeeding and I will stop at nothing to get what we want. But for some unknown reason, we never found Amicus. He was hiding from us very well.

Thousands of years had past and Atalla and I were still working together. We learned of a day when the sun shall not weaken us and our thirst for blood will be too much that we shall not resist feeding on any living creatures. Any blood consumed on this day shall end our thirst and it shall strengthen us.This will be the day when we shall wipe out the human race once and for all and we shall rule this world. It will be the day that we will be known as the Day of the Ancient Thirst.

But there is a problem. There are some of our kind who will do anything to stop this day from happening. We all know soon that a great battle shall ensue. Our kind will fight one another. Finally, after thousands of years, we shall meet the leader of this enemy, Amicus.

I've been waiting for so long and now we shall see him again. Soon, we shall destroy the only thing standing in our way.

-Letifer, 2012

IGN Letifer ^__^

[disowninglook]

My eyes open quickly to the sound of a crash in my hallway. My body doesn't move but my eyes are looking left and right faster and daster. I hear foot steps walking toward my door, then stop. Suddenly my heart beats deeply, as i feel the pounds in my ears. It or what moves away from my door then infront of me but directly on the other side. I try to close my eyes but i just cant.
As this strange thing on the other side of me constantly paces back and forth i think to myself, "who is this what is going on?". Before i could ask anything else a big ugly, dead looking figure appears on my ceiling. My eyes follow it as it crab walks down to my face. "oh fxck" i think to myself. I feel my legs lift up into the air. *crack*. A sharp pain suddenly fills my body. My legs have been torn from my body! My ears start ringing, my eyes buldging, my heart pounding. That dark figure is near , snacking on my legs. Somehow i have to get out but how? Will i be eaten before i can escape? Lucky me, that thing is occupied. I manage to crawl slightly. But before i could move. I feel spikes, nails, something sharp strike my chest, gripping my heart sticking each sharp object inside it nd squeeze it dry. Before i could drift away into death, the thing eats my heart and shoves the rest in my mouth. The thing is me, but.. How? ......

Um, FIGURE? I said that word. You copied me. Lol kidding but some people relax just don't freak out if peoples ideas are kind of similar to yours. Just pm them saying how you feel. ^.^

[Jig]

This one time, at band camp, I ate a frog.

Thats my story. I think il have a better chance of winning out of all of you'se. :-)

[disowninglook]

Here are some images that will surely blow your mind.(not originals, but definitely worth something)

http://i.imgur.com/bY8Gn.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/66hz7.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/ZmSfE.jpg

AND NOW....PREPARE YOURSELF. FOR THE TRUE MIND EXPLOSION. EVERYONE. FASTEN YOUR DOORKNOBS AND HOLD ON TO YOUR WEEBLE-WOBBLES.
HAVE FUN TRIPPING BALLS.

http://i.imgur.com/dkG8M.gif
Okay now you can mess around with it;)
http://neave.com/strobe/

EVERYTHING'S BREATHING N SHIFTING MAN.

[TheBaws]

Cool story guys :) ! Just remeber you can edit or even change your story until the end of this contest. Also, make your story different from the others. The story doesn't have to be horrfying or bone chilling, ayt? Just make it unique. Enjoy!

[disowninglook]

Cool story guys :) ! Just remeber you can edit or even change your story until the end of this contest. Also, make your story different from the others. The story doesn't have to be horrfying or bone chilling, ayt? Just make it unique. Enjoy!

So we can only have one story?

[Devilonia]

MONSTER IN THE CAKE!
I dont know any funny or scary stories thats why i'm gonna to tell a story from my real life ;) It was 2 years ago on New Year day..My cousin arrived to celebrate New Year with us..We bought a lot food..And the main was a big cake which scaried me with its size..My cousin's birtday is on 1th January so we celebrate 2 holidays in 1 day :D and my granny cooked this big cake.We couldnt put it in the fridge cuz it was too big.And when time came we had to transfer it to another room but it was too heavy .So me,my brother and my father took it and tried to transfer (i never tried to take soooo heavy cake)..When we finally put it on the floor something jumped out of this cake! I was ready to scream!! D: Something big fat and with red head!I screamed "HELP!'' But when i saw that all my parents and cousin laugh i looked at that strange thing and finally understood that it was a CLOWN!0_0 NEVER PUT CLOWN IN THE CAKE!!!!XD BUT IT WAS FUNNY AFTER I KNEW THAT IT WASNT A MONSTER!)))
IGN: Devilonia

[Devilonia]

YOUR NIGHTMARE =)
Another story it was happend with my friend..it was halloween and she bought a dress and red lenses to look like a vampire)))After cool party we had she went home.It was dark in the street and was about 2am..she noticed someone chasing her.It was a big man and he caught her ( you can think that i'm telling a scary story but...) He looked into her eyes (there were lanterns) and try imagine what happend then))) He saw her red eyes and was shocked :p (he was drunk) , screamed and ran away =)
IGN: Devilonia

[Aaroniero Arruruerie]

lol, another excuse to write. This is based loosely on real-life stories... I rarely write them, but I see a lot of people, I talk to a lot of people, and I joke with a lot of people. I decided to compile some of the stories I get told together, and see what I could come up with.... Remember, read between the lines, but don't look too hard. Enjoy the story :)

-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP

I was supposed to visit my dad this weekend. I've been looking forward to it, since it was the only time during the month that I was allowed to visit. My mom was really adamant about that rule...

As I drove my car to a store (my dad's gift to me), I saw a dog. My neighbor's dog Chester to be exact. A German shepherd standing 4 feet tall, and unnaturally large teeth, it was the bane of the neighborhood. Ever since an incident 11 years ago, it came it contact with 6-year old boy and mauled the boy, almost to death. Since then, it had been mandatory to keep him chained up. No one knew how that dog avoided euthanasia, but it was set free. Rumor has it that he was once an attack dog during WWII, and had a taste for human flesh. No surprises that it was always kept muzzled and tied up... No one liked that dog, even if they had no interaction with it, and sometimes I wonder why its owner would keep something so dangerous around...

It's a wonder it hasn't been put down....

-beep-beep-beep-beep-

Today, I wasn't dwelling on it, It had been a good week so far... It was a friday. I got lucky and got paired up with Ryni during art class, and we started talking....

Ryni Agami was the prettiest girl in my high school class. Full lips, curvy frame, porcelain skin and jet black hair that reached down just below her waistline. She had the darkest pairs of eyes, with her iris almost as dark as her pupils. The kind that looked so mysterious, almost ethereal... She had the best grades in class, and was the head of the Botanical Science Club (which suddenly got a large influx of members since she joined). She had so much going for her, and me... I was just the average 17-year old, she'd never notice me, until today.

As she sat at my table, we started talking. She had just broken up with Learton, and I was pretty psyched, even if I felt like the rebound guy. She told me she'd consider us dating, and gave me her number. I was determined to make this work, I would make her fall for me this weekend. I had all the topics for our conversation planned out, I was going to make sure I had everything I needed so our phone conversation wouldn't get interrupted, so I decided to go to the corner store and buy food, lotion, and kleenex, so I'd have everything I needed for the weekend...

That was when I saw the dog...

It was a big thing, Large teeth, large frame, it was laying on the sidewalk in front of my neighbor's house. It was the first time I've seen it in the open. It eyed me as I rode my bike past the house on my way to the store... It growled softly and my heart jumped into my throat, fortunately it was tied up, and as I breathed a sigh of relief, he went back to sleep...

As I drove my car home, a weekend's worth of supplies in the backseat, I looked at my neighbors house... Chester was gone... I found this peculiar, seeing as he always laid on the front of the house, always eyeing anything that walked by...

I dropped the car keys on the counter and got my clothes packed for my visit with dad. I had just gotten the last outfit packed into the suitcase when I saw Chester... staring at me through the window.. It had the calmest look in his eyes, and that disturbed me for a reason.... I was afraid it would crash through the window at me, regardless, I went about zipping up the suitcase, ready to leave for my father's. I had the conversation with Ryni to look forward to, so that eased my mind...

I walked past the stairs into the kitchen to get my keys from the counter...
My mother is probably upstairs, sleeping... I scream my goodbyes up the stairs....
No reply... ah well, I'll see her monday...

I pick up my keys and leave the house...


Halfway towards my car, I see chester a long way off... My hearts starts thumping, any sudden moves and I know he'd attack. I press the remote to unlock my car door, I notice his ears perk up, I'm five feet from my car, if I made it I'd be home free...

Why isn't that dog tied up...

I rode my bike past the neighbors house, I see Chester again, laying on the ground. I don't know why, but curiousity encouraged me to try befriending it. I took the beef Jerky from one of the bags hanging from my handlebars. I was hungry, but I didn't mind sharing... I threw a string of jerky at him. To my delight, he starts licking it, I guess he really liked it, so I got the courage to leap off my bike and feed him another..............

I'm ready to run towards my car, but I know that damn dog will attack... I was contemplating different ways I can beat him to it. What if I jumped over the hood to the other side? what if I stayed on top of the car until he got tired and went away? I could throw a string of beef jerky to distract him...

I try to make a set plan... but I can't think, All I hear is this beeping in my ear... "BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP" I've been hearing it all day! damn, what is up with that sound? for some reason it has gotten louder. I try to focus on Chester, but that beeping won't stop!! I want to run to my car, but Chester's eyes had changed. They were no longer calm. His sclera had filled with veins. his eyes were almost red...
He lunged.

Beep-beep-beep-beep...

Suddenly I realized...
I'd never get a chance with Ryni...
I may never see my dad again...
I left the house door wide open, he'll go into that house after it was done with me...
Mom... please don't move for the next few hours... It'll attack you if it goes in there....


<Poor kid,> someone says, <He's been in that coma for so long>
<It's sad, but, that happens when you're in a coma for 11 years... I imagine it must be hell.> A female's voice replied.
<Well, it has been a while, damn shame... I would never have believed a dog could do this to someone, let alone a child>

.................................................. .................................................. .............................................
beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!

<His heart rate has gone up! call the doctor!>
<Oh my God! he's coding, give me 40 CCs of Demeritol, stat!>

beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeep

<He's gone... Doctor... call it>
<9:15pm>
<We'll call his parents tomorrow morning, at least they don't have to worry about his medical expenses anymore...>
<Yeah... well thank God that devil dog was shot and killed before it could attack another child again>
<11 years... can you believe he was only 6 when they brought him here? tsk tsk....>




If you knew the summary of the story, try and guess it. If no one gets it, I'll explain :3

[Matutd]

So I was watching tv. Then the advertisement came on "RED BULL GIVES YOU WINGS!". Right then I knew I had to buy a drink of red bull. I rushed to the shop and bought one straight away. However, on the way home, as I looked to the ground, I saw a poor, defenceless butterfly missing a wing. I looked back and forth between the drink and the butterfly. And knew it was a sign, I was supposed to buy the red bull to save the butterfly. So I opened the drink and poured it on the butterfly. Then it drowned.

[TheBaws]

Yup buddy, you can only have one story.. :)

[disowninglook]

Yup buddy, you can only have one story.. :)

LOL. As people right several stories..:)

[FallenOne]

Intro:
today as i walked back home after lunch, I thought to myself. How good it would be for me to get the two vanities i want now. Dark maniac and gamer top. When i came home, logged onto DL forum, the first thing I saw was the thread "Free Vanities Contest". I clicked into it, read the first prize and went "what the", is my luck lucky or what? Then I remembered, I have to win this contest which I will be never be able to do :(
Then, my sister said that she wanted to make a story! (I gave her suggestions and combined the story with my ideas)
She wanted to see what the dark maniac would look like too :P


Actual Story: Mary had a little lamb, his fleece was dirty as dirt. She decided to sell it to his neighbor, King John Eil Bob De II. King John Eil Bob De II wasn't a very educated man, he could only count to ten. Mary thought he would be dumb enough to buy the ugly little lamb and not surprisingly, he did, but surprisingly at a very high price.

After selling the sheep to King John Eil Bob De II, Mary found out that he was sooooo uneducated that he could only count to 10. Mary was a nice little girl, and so she decided to teach him some basics for math. After three days of lesson, she found that it was nearly hopeless. On the fourth day, Mary pondered on why King John Eil Bob De II couldn't learn anything even adding 1+1. And so, the obvious reasons was to ask!

As King John Eil Bob De II revealed the truth, Mary found out that he wasn't dumb at all and why he bought her dirty little sheep. King John Eil Bob De II has severe insomnia (inability to sleep). Every night, he tries to go to sleep by counting little white sheep, until it came to the number 10. The 10th sheep was a dirty little sheep with fangs of vampires and eyes as red as a freshly cut wound. Every time King John Eil Bob De II met this frightening dirty little sheep he would scream and run around the house, occasionally bumping into walls which has caused some brain damage. One day, when King John Eil Bob De II saw Mary's dirty little sheep as it was eating grass, he thought of a really good plan. He was going to buy that sheep and clean it. He thought, maybe he won't see that horrible sheep as he counted to ten in his dreams! On the next day, as he was going to talk to Mary about buying the sheep, Mary surprised him by offering the sheep first. And so he bought the sheep.

After buying the sheep and cleaning it, King John Eil Bob De II still couldn't get rid of his nightmare! Mary, after understanding the situation, went home and brought out her secret remedy for curing nightmares (passed on over the generations by her great great great great grandmother). Dashing back to the mansion of King John Eil Bob De II, she tripped on a gnarled root and broke the glass of potion :( awwww! Here comes the real bumper, the potion had another effect. When you don't have nightmares, you will have them now!

Now even Mary starts to dream of the accursed dirty sheep. What a sad pair :(
THE END

[TheBaws]

Hey guys! Thanks for your efforts! Sorry for the delay.. I'm gonna announce the winners 24 hours from now.. Good luck!

[Anyanka]

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I am an archeologist. And I have always loved my job; until now.
Here I stand, in these ancient caves. Is it destiny that has brought me here? Sheer luck? I don't know. What I do know, is that I am now cursed with knowledge no other human on this Earth has. I know how we began, and I know how we will end. More importantly, I know WHEN we will end. And I know it is soon.
The drawings on this cave are clear. Our makers have promised their return. And with their return, they have also promised they will end us. I do not know why it is they decided that we must end right after they created us. But the drawings are clear: they will return, descend from the skies, surrounded by green thunder. And all will end.

As I wonder how I will pass this knowledge to the rest of the world, my mind hopelessly going in circles from ‘why’ to ‘how’ and back again, I feel hands grabbing me. No one else knows I’m here. Only someone who already knows the truth could be here. But who… Have they returned? Do they want to silence me? As I struggle for my freedom, I feel a sharp pain, like a needle, in my arm. I lose consciousness.

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How long have I been sitting here on this bench? The sun is shining on my face, like a beacon of hope. But I know there is none. I do not remember how I got here, what happened to me after the incident in the cave. But I am a prisoner, not just of the walls that surround me, but also of my knowledge. For I have screamed, I have desperately yelled the truth to everyone within reach. No one will listen. They say I am crazy, I am a schizophrenic. There is no cave, no imminent doom. I keep confusing dreams with reality. I see things that aren’t there. My medical history supports their sayings: my grandmother was a schizophrenic. But I know the truth, this was no dream. I am condemned to wait for the end here, in this mental institution. Every time that my despair overwhelms me, and I start yelling the truth, they sedate me. And every time I wake up, startled by nightmares, strapped on my bed, confused, even more desperate than before. They will only believe me when it is too late. When green thunder will cover the sky.

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My daughter came to visit me. She too believes I am crazy. Every time she comes, she begs for me to come to my senses. To accept the truth, that I made everything up. And every time, she convinces me a bit more. I don't know anymore. I am losing my mind. But her smile makes me cling to a hope that maybe, just maybe, she is right. Maybe I am just schizophrenic. Maybe I can be happy; maybe she will have the opportunity to grow old.

We walk on the garden of the institution, she warmly holds my hand. I am ready now. I will accept the truth. I turn to her, to tell her that I am ready to leave this place. But my happiness quickly turns into despair, as I look at the sky. She turns to look at what I am seeing, then turns back at me, her face bearing a calm expression. How can she be calm? Can she not see? The sky is turning black, and I can see thunder….green thunder. I start to scream. And all goes blank again.

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I wake up. My daughter is there, holding my hand. I ask her what happened. She tells me it was just a storm. I ask her, did she not see the green thunder? “Father, the thunder was normal, not green”. “You imagined that, started screaming, they had to sedate you”. She begs me, calmly: “please come home”. She smiles at me again. Now I am sure. I am sick. I take her hand and smile back at her : “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I am ready to leave this place now”.

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It’s been two years since I left the mental institution. My daughter had a beautiful baby boy, my grandson. I live with them; she says she wants to keep an eye on me. I tell her there is no reason for concern, I am taking my medication. The nightmares have stopped, and I am happy.
We play with my grandson in the yard; my daughter is sitting next to us, reading a book. Suddenly, the sky starts going dark. A sudden storm, I think, like those we often have here. I look up, and I freeze. I see green thunder. Why am I hallucinating again? I’m taking my medication! I look at my daughter, should I tell her I’m once again seeing things? She too is staring at the sky, then turns and looks at me.

Her face is covered with horror.

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I woke panting and sweating.




// Α bit long, I know, but couldn't make it shorter while keeping the story intact. IGN: Axania

[Armelon]

It was long time ago at one dark evening.I drove my car to get home.It was dark outside..Then i stopped.I couldnt see anything, it was foggy.Suddenly i heard a strange noise.I saw a*silhouette emerging from the fog.A few seconds and its dark.....Am i alive? Or dead?
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A big crowd...all in black.What place is it?All were sad,someone crying.Only one woman in the corner was in a good mood,nobody understood why."He was a good man" she said.
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Dark.Cold.I opened eyes.Still dark.Where i am? I heard some noises.They became loudly.."Something near me"..Silent.I saw a woman or man...He or she helped me to stand up and i saw where really i was.I was standing on a coffin.I looked around and thought "No.It couldnt be true" Suddenly stranger said to follow him.We were in the street,but i've never seen this area,something was unusual here.No shops,no cars only a cafe and old building near it.We came into the old building."It's dark here" i said.Stranger kept silent.We came on the 2 nd floor and i finally understood that it was or it is a hospital.I followed the stranger and we came in one room.Still dark."Will you tell me how the hell i got there" i thought.I saw something lying on a bed.I came closer."Noo!" i screamed."Something" on the bed was my sister! I couldn't believe my eyes.She looked like 70-80 years! "How long did i sleep?" i asked the stranger. I could believe to everything but the next answer shocked me. "50 years" told the stranger.I looked in the mirror which was on the other side of the room."How?!" I saw a young man,with dark brown eyes and brown hair."Am i still young ?" We came out of the hospital.I couldn't belive.."50 years?! How it's possible?" The stranger like he read my mind suddenly stopped and started talking. "*
..."You died long time ago.But you were still alive when you were in the hospital.I was there.The doctor was testing his new medicine on his patients who was nearly died.You were one of them.Before you died he gave you his medicine.As he believed it can save people their lives and live forever.Only few people stayed alive nobody could predict what will happen with humanity.Mostly all died.."
"How many people stayed alive?"*
"Only on who doctor tested his medicine but he died too,he never tested his inventions on himself"
"You were too?"
"I was one of the patients that time"
I looked around nobody was there..Is it true? But only one questiom was important for me. "Why i was killed?"I wanted to ask this question to him but the stranger vanished!I was alone on the street."Is it end?"
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"Wake up!Wake up!"
I opened my eyes and suddenly saw my sister!As young as she was!
"Diana what happend?"
"You are late to work,hurry!"
I looked around.My room as it was.I went downstairs and saw my dad.He was drinking tea.I went outside and what i saw?Streets are full of cars and people.
=BEEP=BEEP=
"Hey,idiot, you want to end with suicide?!"
It was a driver of the car,i forgot that i'm standing on the road.Suddenly i saw a newspaper shop."I haven't read newspaper for 5 months" I went into the shop and asked for any today's newspaper.I went out of the shop went to the metro and started reading.The 1st line shocked me :
"THE NEW INVENTION OF DOCTOR MCLAREN"
* "The famous doctor,scientis Mclaren wants to use his new medicine called "Elixir of long life" on his patients.As he said the elixir gives long life and people who use it will stay forever young......"
I stopped reading."Was it my imagination?

Wrote by: Armelon~

I hoped you like it,its my 1st story which i wrote and I hope to win :))))))

[TheBaws]

Hey guys! Sorry the announcement is gonna be delayed.. There are some of you who pm me saying to extend the announcement of winners. So I'm going to extend the contest for two more days :) . So if you guys wanna edit your stories then go!!! Enjoy! :encouragement:

[Armelon]

Hey guys! Sorry the announcement is gonna be delayed.. There are some of you who pm me saying to extend the announcement of winners. So I'm going to extend the contest for two more days :) . So if you guys wanna edit your stories then go!!! Enjoy! :encouragement:

Cant wait :surprise:

[Jcyee]

... what if i pm'd u asking for the winners when they were supposed to be announced? lol jk its cool

[Skeleton]

I was there, yes, me, skeleton, as people stood at the bottom of Deadman's Hill, I stood there, frightened more than ever. People chanted me along as I wondered if i should roll down a much too steep hill with a bike. I scooted off. I felt air rushing on my face, burning my eyes, it felt good, although I was scared as adrenaline rushed through my body. I reached halfway through the hill when I went airborne, floating through the sky felt frightening. I was defying gravity, then, darkness.I woke with a start, my arm pulsed in a hurting beat, I had obviously fractured it. Friends huddled around me, helping me up, and carried me home, I watched televisi - "WAKE UP!" My sister yelled into my ear. It had been a dream.

[Dixa]

I don't know if you like zombies but here it is:

-Hey!Have you prepared for tha halloween?
It was last year, on the Halloween day.I in the room playing Xbox 360 when suddenly my sister asked me.
-Where is your outfit ?
She was in a blue dress with white wings
-I might be myself today
-Yes and scary people with your look
-Might be true but not scary with fairy look
-Mom!
-Yes dear?
-Tom doesn't have Halloween outfit..
I don't like Halloween. To scary people is funny but not for me I prefer playing games and Halloween is just another boring day...
But this halloween became special to all our town.
I went upstairs and found a super hero outfit in wardrobe.I brought my pumpkin and went downstairs but I didn't see anybody there.
I heard a little noise.
-Mary?
Still silent.
-Anyone here ?
I thought that now my parents and my sis will say "Boo" and laugh then...
But all I saw is my cousins cat...or something looking like cat.It was a bloody mess.
-Mary?Mom?Dad?
I still believed that its a joke till I saw my sister in her room playing with doll.
-Mary!What happend?
I saw only her back.She didn't answer me.I tried to touch her.She turned to me.And now I see her face with red eyes,with blood on her lips and dress.
-Mary? I whispered.
-Grrrr
-What happend?
-Mnmgggrrrm
My voice inside told me to run but I stayed.I must to know what happend.I ran downstairs and out of the house.Nobody was in the street.I went to neighbor's house but the door was opened there.I looked on another side."All people dissapeared ?"
I heard a voice,and saw my cousin.
-They tried to kill us
-What are you talking about?
-They turned in zombies
-But you?
-Grrrmmrrr
I knew every seconds can make he feel worth.She is half zombie half human .
-Where they gone ?
-In the metro
- All town!!!???
-Yes grrrr.
We ran to the metro station.A big crowd of zombies was already there.
-Here! shouted women voice
We looked up and saw women flying in the sky.
-What u made with them?
-Every year the devil comes on the earth on that day which people call Halloween and having fun.Now,the time came to avenge!
-Tom,she is the witch. said my sister
-How to kill a witch ? I whispered*
-I will kill her . Said someone
I saw my neighbor.He was a strong man.
- Hey ,you!get me you damn witch! he shouted to her
Suddenly I saw a crossbow in his hands.He shooted at her.I saw the flash in the sky and the witch vanished.We looked around and the big crowd of zombies became a big crowd of people.I saw my parents and look at my cousin.No zombies around.
I still remember this story.My neighbor is a brave man and I hope to be as him in the future.
IGN: Dixa
P.S today is my birthday :-)

[Devilonia]

IGN: Dixa
P.S today is my birthday :-)

Lol!My birthday is today too :P

[Javagurl]

Baron Von Scinner E.V. Daye met Laudatamus de Veritatum in Vitro during Programming.

"Your soul is pre-destined the nano-second you're conceived...nothing u do will change this just as sure as I am the conveyer of this message and your faithful provider, until I must turn u over to Discern T. Hisufoo to receive your respective "free-will" implants," said M.Cro Chasm.

"No matter what you do in your lives, you both will go to Undertainment when you die," continued Discern T. Hisufoo.

"But, in the last stage of Programming, a vial of "Human Kindness" will be inserted into your heart via Cupmuter Tomography-guided radioactive isotope propulsion.

What then...will u do with it???

"So we will go to Undertainment no matter what," muttered Scinner, an evil, maniacal laughter filled the room.

Scinner was gone.

Laudatamus, brushed his chin in thought, then shouted:
"I'll do what I can to make this life bearable!"

So it was foretold and so it came to pass.

Scinner and Laudatamus did not meet again until both expired...

On that fateful day in Undertainment, they found themselves knee-deep in various forms, okay, the most vile, wretched, putrifying forms...of excrement...cosmic poo.
sipping coffee.

"This isn't so bad!" hissed Scinner. "Makes all the heinous, diabolical things I did worth it muahahahaha!!!!"
"See Laudatamus...u sucker, your good deeds were completely worthlesssss!"

Laudatamus stayed true to his own good.

Just then, the Foreman appeared and yelled:
"Alright u wretched Underlings, you there Laudatamus, follow me, your visit here is brief! A hot shower and the doors of Rectitude await."

"As for the rest of you, coffee breaks over!!! BACK ON YOUR HEADS!!!"

So it was told and so it came to pass...

Laudatamus met Discern T. Hisufoo, who explained that although rheir demise was predestined, he never said it was permanent.
THE END

[Aaroniero Arruruerie]

Can you pm the winners? not sure how long i can keep this thread on my page :)

[FallenOne]

when do we get to know the winners :P

[Theholyangel]

when do we get to know the winners :P

lols agreed ^,.,^

[Jcyee]

Hey guys! Sorry the announcement is gonna be delayed.. There are some of you who pm me saying to extend the announcement of winners. So I'm going to extend the contest for two more days :) . So if you guys wanna edit your stories then go!!! Enjoy! :encouragement:

its been two days -.-

[mysteriousguy]

there was an old farmer who lived on a rock he sat in the bushes just shaking his......fist at some boys who were down at the crick thier feet in the water there hands on their......marbles and playthings at half past four there came an old lady who looked like a.......pretty young lady who sat on the grass she pulled up her dress she showed them her.......ruffels and laces and white fluffy duck she was teaching the kids a new way to .........to bring up her children so they won spit while the boys in the graveyard were shoveling her ........refuse and litter from yesterdays hunt while the girls in the meadow was rubbin her......eyes at the fellow down by the dock he looked like a man with a sizeable .......homme in the country with with a big fence outfront if he asked her politley he showed him her......pet dog who was subject to fit and maybe shed let him grab a hold of her.....small tender hands hahahaha anyway since u dont want it long i wont continue but yeah hope u like it bro lol

[Aaroniero Arruruerie]

*preemptive strike*

if he doesn't have the prizes ah well, if he does, he may be getting delayed or whatnot, let's not all ask the same thing, nor start any flaming.

[moonway03]

The Doomed thief:
One day there was a one happy family suddenly the day after.....
The oldest member "grandfather" died..
After a week there was this child named rico who loves to buy unecessary things..
Rico: mom,dad wheres my allowance?!
Parents:we are broke son..our company have lost investors.
Rico: >:/ fine!
Suddenly Rico heard neighboors talking.
Neighboors: i heard there was this poor dead man named "D'Andre" who have a very precious ring worth billions.
Suddenly rico thinked of an evil idead.. Aha! I will get that man's ring in the cemetery..
One night when everyone is asleep...Rico sneaked out...
Rico: ohh such a big gate covering the cemetery..(gate locked)
Rico hit the lock with shovel..atlast i opened it........i wonder where is D'Andre's tomb
Oh! There it is!
Immediately rico shove D'andre's tomb.
O.O whatta shiny ring! He said... Rico broke the man's ring finger (where the gold ring was)
After Rico got the man's ring...it suddenly rained heavily. .
When he was bout to go home the gate locked itself..
Rico: oh sh*t..when will i stay now?!
A man aprroached Rico...and said come boy stay at my house.
Rico: wow ur house is nicE! (and he saw the mans fingers)
Rico:sir why is your ring finger missing? "someone stole it" the man said
Rico: who stole your ring finger? (asking very curiously)
The man said "you"!

Thats it :-) tnx for reading
Sorry if its long i hope its worth it
IGN: moonway

[Jcyee]

SEpt 16, contest delayed 2 days

Last forum activity sept 20

Just something i noticed was weird...

[FallenOne]

SEpt 16, contest delayed 2 days

Last forum activity sept 20

Just something i noticed was weird...

guess he decided not to quit

[HunterSLAYER]

Must be another troll.

Sent from my ASUS Nexus 7 via Xparent Red Tapatalk 2

[Ghosti]

For sale: baby shoes, never worn.

[thebane]

This still on? i got a story for u.

alone in the dark i dream the darkest of dreams.
dreams i dare not share for in others they bring nothing but screams.
if you truly wish to listen ill spin a tale that will make your eyes glisten.
for a grim tale of sadness and death is shall be of a girl by the years of ten and three.
a cursed child she was, cursed to walk at night feeding on others as she gave them a fright.
and thats how she lived forever and always alone and lonely.
she wished to die but death would not claim her, she would live forever until someone had slain her and that she realize was the key the one way that she would finally be free.
so one night she sought out the one the one that carried no gun.
It was a stake that he carried a stake off a tree.
it was by that stake that she would be free.
she came down in front of him and revaled herself for what she may truly be A Child of The Night created by another and the by the blood of the Mother.
she felt the stake go through her heart and she gave a start.
she collaped on the ground without making a sound and she drew her last breath and formed a smile her first in a great while.
the man continued on his way to the sea while she faded to nothingness, finally free


i made this up on the spot

[FallenOne]

This still on? i got a story for u.

alone in the dark i dream the darkest of dreams.
dreams i dare not share for in others they bring nothing but screams.
if you truly wish to listen ill spin a tale that will make your eyes glisten.
for a grim tale of sadness and death is shall be of a girl by the years of ten and three.
a cursed child she was, cursed to walk at night feeding on others as she gave them a fright.
and thats how she lived forever and always alone and lonely.
she wished to die but death would not claim her, she would live forever until someone had slain her and that she realize was the key the one way that she would finally be free.
so one night she sought out the one the one that carried no gun.
It was a stake that he carried a stake off a tree.
it was by that stake that she would be free.
she came down in front of him and revaled herself for what she may truly be A Child of The Night created by another and the by the blood of the Mother.
she felt the stake go through her heart and she gave a start.
she collaped on the ground without making a sound and she drew her last breath and formed a smile her first in a great while.
the man continued on his way to the sea while she faded to nothingness, finally free


i made this up on the spot

not on, and no rewards

[thebane]

Oh well I liked writing the story anyway

[Ghastly1122334455]

Once upon a time I was sleeping as usual but when I awoke I found my self in a very misty dark place surround by trees I had nothing on me, I had no idea were I was, so I explored trying to find help for hours upon hours but nothing ! On my journeys trying to find someone I stumbled upon pieces of paper stuck on trees

I new there must be more than this so I proceed to a small building there beside the toilet yes your correct..... I found another 1 ! I put them together and they read be careful never turn around so I think you probably no what I did I turned around and I heard a KABOoOoOoOM!!! Noise and I jumped into the air and A tall man with no face was there ! His tentacles went up my spine he suffocated me with them then tour my face open :O!

[Bastilia]

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[NowUKNowMee]

THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled --but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.

It must be understood that neither by word nor deed had I given Fortunato cause to doubt my good will. I continued, as was my in to smile in his face, and he did not perceive that my to smile now was at the thought of his immolation.

He had a weak point --this Fortunato --although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared. He prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. Few Italians have the true virtuoso spirit. For the most part their enthusiasm is adopted to suit the time and opportunity, to practise imposture upon the British and Austrian millionaires. In painting and gemmary, Fortunato, like his countrymen, was a quack, but in the matter of old wines he was sincere. In this respect I did not differ from him materially; --I was skilful in the Italian vintages myself, and bought largely whenever I could.

It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season, that I encountered my friend. He accosted me with excessive warmth, for he had been drinking much. The man wore motley. He had on a tight-fitting parti-striped dress, and his head was surmounted by the conical cap and bells. I was so pleased to see him that I thought I should never have done wringing his hand.

I said to him --"My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking to-day. But I have received a pipe of what passes for Amontillado, and I have my doubts."

"How?" said he. "Amontillado, A pipe? Impossible! And in the middle of the carnival!"

"I have my doubts," I replied; "and I was silly enough to pay the full Amontillado price without consulting you in the matter. You were not to be found, and I was fearful of losing a bargain."

"Amontillado!"

"I have my doubts."

"Amontillado!"

"And I must satisfy them."

"Amontillado!"

"As you are engaged, I am on my way to Luchresi. If any one has a critical turn it is he. He will tell me --"

"Luchresi cannot tell Amontillado from Sherry."

"And yet some fools will have it that his taste is a match for your own.

"Come, let us go."

"Whither?"

"To your vaults."

"My friend, no; I will not impose upon your good nature. I perceive you have an engagement. Luchresi--"

"I have no engagement; --come."

"My friend, no. It is not the engagement, but the severe cold with which I perceive you are afflicted. The vaults are insufferably damp. They are encrusted with nitre."

"Let us go, nevertheless. The cold is merely nothing. Amontillado! You have been imposed upon. And as for Luchresi, he cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado."

Thus speaking, Fortunato possessed himself of my arm; and putting on a mask of black silk and drawing a roquelaire closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo.

There were no attendants at home; they had absconded to make merry in honour of the time. I had told them that I should not return until the morning, and had given them explicit orders not to stir from the house. These orders were sufficient, I well knew, to insure their immediate disappearance, one and all, as soon as my back was turned.

I took from their sconces two flambeaux, and giving one to Fortunato, bowed him through several suites of rooms to the archway that led into the vaults. I passed down a long and winding staircase, requesting him to be cautious as he followed. We came at length to the foot of the descent, and stood together upon the damp ground of the catacombs of the Montresors.

The gait of my friend was unsteady, and the bells upon his cap jingled as he strode.

"The pipe," he said.

"It is farther on," said I; "but observe the white web-work which gleams from these cavern walls."

He turned towards me, and looked into my eves with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication.

"Nitre?" he asked, at length.

"Nitre," I replied. "How long have you had that cough?"

"Ugh! ugh! ugh! --ugh! ugh! ugh! --ugh! ugh! ugh! --ugh! ugh! ugh! --ugh! ugh! ugh!"

My poor friend found it impossible to reply for many minutes.

"It is nothing," he said, at last.

"Come," I said, with decision, "we will go back; your health is precious. You are rich, respected, admired, beloved; you are happy, as once I was. You are a man to be missed. For me it is no matter. We will go back; you will be ill, and I cannot be responsible. Besides, there is Luchresi --"

"Enough," he said; "the cough's a mere nothing; it will not kill me. I shall not die of a cough."

"True --true," I replied; "and, indeed, I had no intention of alarming you unnecessarily --but you should use all proper caution. A draught of this Medoc will defend us from the damps.

Here I knocked off the neck of a bottle which I drew from a long row of its fellows that lay upon the mould.

"Drink," I said, presenting him the wine. He raised it to his lips with a leer. He paused and nodded to me familiarly, while his bells jingled.

"I drink," he said, "to the buried that repose around us."

"And I to your long life."

He again took my arm, and we proceeded.

"These vaults," he said, "are extensive."

"The Montresors," I replied, "were a great and numerous family."

"I forget your arms."

"A huge human foot d'or, in a field azure; the foot crushes a serpent rampant whose fangs are imbedded in the heel."

"And the motto?"

"Nemo me impune lacessit."

"Good!" he said.

The wine sparkled in his eyes and the bells jingled. My own fancy grew warm with the Medoc. We had passed through long walls of piled skeletons, with casks and puncheons intermingling, into the inmost recesses of the catacombs. I paused again, and this time I made bold to seize Fortunato by an arm above the elbow.

"The nitre!" I said; "see, it increases. It hangs like moss upon the vaults. We are below the river's bed. The drops of moisture trickle among the bones. Come, we will go back ere it is too late. Your cough --"

"It is nothing," he said; "let us go on. But first, another draught of the Medoc."

I broke and reached him a flagon of De Grave. He emptied it at a breath. His eyes flashed with a fierce light. He laughed and threw the bottle upwards with a gesticulation I did not understand.

I looked at him in surprise. He repeated the movement --a grotesque one.

"You do not comprehend?" he said.

"Not I," I replied.

"Then you are not of the brotherhood."

"How?"

"You are not of the masons."

"Yes, yes," I said; "yes, yes."

"You? Impossible! A mason?"

"A mason," I replied.

"A sign," he said, "a sign."

"It is this," I answered, producing from beneath the folds of my roquelaire a trowel.

"You jest," he exclaimed, recoiling a few paces. "But let us proceed to the Amontillado."

"Be it so," I said, replacing the tool beneath the cloak and again offering him my arm. He leaned upon it heavily. We continued our route in search of the Amontillado. We passed through a range of low arches, descended, passed on, and descending again, arrived at a deep crypt, in which the foulness of the air caused our flambeaux rather to glow than flame.

At the most remote end of the crypt there appeared another less spacious. Its walls had been lined with human remains, piled to the vault overhead, in the fashion of the great catacombs of Paris. Three sides of this interior crypt were still ornamented in this manner. From the fourth side the bones had been thrown down, and lay promiscuously upon the earth, forming at one point a mound of some size. Within the wall thus exposed by the displacing of the bones, we perceived a still interior crypt or recess, in depth about four feet, in width three, in height six or seven. It seemed to have been constructed for no especial use within itself, but formed merely the interval between two of the colossal supports of the roof of the catacombs, and was backed by one of their circumscribing walls of solid granite.

It was in vain that Fortunato, uplifting his dull torch, endeavoured to pry into the depth of the recess. Its termination the feeble light did not enable us to see.

"Proceed," I said; "herein is the Amontillado. As for Luchresi --"

"He is an ignoramus," interrupted my friend, as he stepped unsteadily forward, while I followed immediately at his heels. In niche, and finding an instant he had reached the extremity of the niche, and finding his progress arrested by the rock, stood stupidly bewildered. A moment more and I had fettered him to the granite. In its surface were two iron staples, distant from each other about two feet, horizontally. From one of these depended a short chain, from the other a padlock. Throwing the links about his waist, it was but the work of a few seconds to secure it. He was too much astounded to resist. Withdrawing the key I stepped back from the recess.

"Pass your hand," I said, "over the wall; you cannot help feeling the nitre. Indeed, it is very damp. Once more let me implore you to return. No? Then I must positively leave you. But I must first render you all the little attentions in my power."

"The Amontillado!" ejaculated my friend, not yet recovered from his astonishment.

"True," I replied; "the Amontillado."

As I said these words I busied myself among the pile of bones of which I have before spoken. Throwing them aside, I soon uncovered a quantity of building stone and mortar. With these materials and with the aid of my trowel, I began vigorously to wall up the entrance of the niche.

I had scarcely laid the first tier of the masonry when I discovered that the intoxication of Fortunato had in a great measure worn off. The earliest indication I had of this was a low moaning cry from the depth of the recess. It was not the cry of a drunken man. There was then a long and obstinate silence. I laid the second tier, and the third, and the fourth; and then I heard the furious vibrations of the chain. The noise lasted for several minutes, during which, that I might hearken to it with the more satisfaction, I ceased my labours and sat down upon the bones. When at last the clanking subsided, I resumed the trowel, and finished without interruption the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh tier. The wall was now nearly upon a level with my breast. I again paused, and holding the flambeaux over the mason-work, threw a few feeble rays upon the figure within.

A succession of loud and shrill screams, bursting suddenly from the throat of the chained form, seemed to thrust me violently back. For a brief moment I hesitated, I trembled. Unsheathing my rapier, I began to grope with it about the recess; but the thought of an instant reassured me. I placed my hand upon the solid fabric of the catacombs, and felt satisfied. I reapproached the wall; I replied to the yells of him who clamoured. I re-echoed, I aided, I surpassed them in volume and in strength. I did this, and the clamourer grew still.

It was now midnight, and my task was drawing to a close. I had completed the eighth, the ninth and the tenth tier. I had finished a portion of the last and the eleventh; there remained but a single stone to be fitted and plastered in. I struggled with its weight; I placed it partially in its destined position. But now there came from out the niche a low laugh that erected the hairs upon my head. It was succeeded by a sad voice, which I had difficulty in recognizing as that of the noble Fortunato. The voice said--

"Ha! ha! ha! --he! he! he! --a very good joke, indeed --an excellent jest. We will have many a rich laugh about it at the palazzo --he! he! he! --over our wine --he! he! he!"

"The Amontillado!" I said.

"He! he! he! --he! he! he! --yes, the Amontillado. But is it not getting late? Will not they be awaiting us at the palazzo, the Lady Fortunato and the rest? Let us be gone."

"Yes," I said, "let us be gone."

"For the love of God, Montresor!"

"Yes," I said, "for the love of God!"

But to these words I hearkened in vain for a reply. I grew impatient. I called aloud --

"Fortunato!"

No answer. I called again --


No answer still. I thrust a torch through the remaining aperture and let it fall within. There came forth in return only a jingling of the bells. My heart grew sick; it was the dampness of the catacombs that made it so. I hastened to make an end of my labour. I forced the last stone into its position; I plastered it up. Against the new masonry I re-erected the old rampart of bones. For the half of a century no mortal has disturbed them. In pace requiescat!



my name in dark legends is NowUKnowMee not nowuknowme I wish I win I swear this is not from web and thnx I wish I get them bye

[Eaten]

Gl also :-) and apparently i am repeating something ;-)

Its just a story -___- its not like someones gonna die

[fallensshadow]

God: STOP DONT DO IT HE WILL BETRAY YOU.
Choking with one hand the all mighty one.
Devil: DO IT PUNISH HIM FOR YOUR SUFFERING.
God: I DIDNT KILL THEM. HE DID IT. HE ONLY SAYS I DID IT SO YOU CAN KILL ME FOR HIM.
Devil: JUST KILL THE OLD MAN. KILL HIM AND WE WILL TAKE OUR PLACE AS THE NEW GODS.
Fallensshadow: SHUT UP EVEN IF YOU DIDNT KILL MY FAMILY COULDNT YOU ATLEAST HELP THEM ?
God: Please im begging you dont do it... GRAHHHH JUST KILL ME. YOU ALREADY KILLED MY SON JUST DO IT.
Stabbing god with your blade his last words are
God: I warned you
Letting go of him fallenshadow stands and turns to the devil.
Fallenshadow: What now master?
Devil: now you...

[Scissorhands]

this tread is dead beyond belief dont bother posting here any more lol

[angelthirteen]

Alot of people say mermaids are myths. Some weird, mythicial legend that some ancient culture created to stir up trouble. Over the years people have transformed all of the stories about mermaids from evil queens of the sea, to fun loving “little” mermaids that play with seagulls and the fish. But all of those stories, are false. None of them are even close to the truth. Cause mermaids do exist, and they are real. And how do I know, you might ask? Because I am one. And not a fun loving one either. I am an evil one. A dark princess of the deep. But not anymore. I’ve changed. Into soemthing better? I hope so. And why did I change?Because I fell in love

[freddyiv]

Freddyiv....... welcome to room thats blackined with death as the endless clock ticks and a cold rotted heart frozen to death.as we have seek the key thats opened the secerts the relms of this world from the unseen allseein eye. He is imprissioned in a rx bottle skrewd tight.the world has fallen to death and nothin seems right. Just us fallen angels welcome to my mind just cross the bridge of the addicted and the blind my blood u shall surely find hehe hear me laugh in the faces of death screamin ftw with my last breath

[Jig]

Are you kidding me you guys^^

[Mezderak]

lol

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[Sunneedae]

Hiya,
heres a story!!

one day, just like today...
i got on forums and necro'd this reeeeeeaaaaly old thread!!
the end. =0

~Sunneedae

[Kathryn Mezzarone]

Un dead life is never ending it seems even though u can die in your missions. We have what we call 'The Thirst'. That's what's never ending it seems we dress to impress but then ruin are clothes in battle humans don't know what it fells like and will never. How we turned we don't know its like a curse. And will never end.

-tylight

[Mezderak]

Enough with this thread nothing in life is free we work hard to get what we want. No further questions

[Ramez Saad]

Based on a true story and u may not believe it , A group of ppl killed a guy and they throw the guy into the monastery , The Police was investigating so there is Priest who came to the Police While Investigating and told the dead man "May ur soul come back and tell us who killed u" and he actually came back from the dead and said who killed him , That Priest makes alot of miracles and i m glad he is one who baptised me :)
IGN:Ramezyofkr

[xkitex]

So this guy walks into the gun store and saya give me the biggest gun you got the guy says ok this is it then he asks what are you shooting with this the man replied cans so they guy says what kind of cans take this big of a gun and the guy said Africans mexican and Puerto Ricans. Lol I am boud too win this