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Post by Malum on Feb 24, 2006 12:45:24 GMT -5
((NOW WRITE THE REST!!!))
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Post by Mayhem on Feb 25, 2006 11:31:08 GMT -5
((Sorry, sorry! I gotta play a 'gig' for my dad's work tonight, I'll get it up ASAP!))
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Post by Mayhem on Feb 25, 2006 13:42:04 GMT -5
My eyes widened in horror as the instruments of torture and death came to my eyes. I didn't notice the tubes to the back wall as I backed away from the needles, axes, and saws... "Keir.... What the pauk?" I asked, looking at her calm disposition and wondering how she did it.
"Well, you seem to have no idea what these are used for... We do experiments on monkeys to find out how, exactly, we are related. But, ignore those and I must call your attention to the large cylinders((Damn... you... spelling...)) to the back. I'm afraid you all are going to have to return home..." King said with a wave of his hand and a bow of his head towards the things that slipped from my eye. "Now, either you all make it all alive, or you'll die a horrible, painful death. Step on one at a time please...."
Leo gupled and held his arm back to keep me or Keira going. "Me first, it's my job to be stupid and cocky now that skip is gone..." he said with a sigh. He slowly walked to small disk inside of the tube that then closed completely.
"This'll only hurt for a moment..." King said, typing in some numbers seemingly randomly... A great light of blue filled the room from a small crack in the tube's side. A scream of pain filled our ear for seeming an eternity and all of a sudden it stopped and the light went away. "Who's next?"
"Me," Keira said before I could object. She walked faster than Leo and looked at King when she reached to disk. "Beam me up, Scotty," she joked, her voice shaking as she said it. The door closed once a again and a shrill scream was heard this time instead of Leo's low one....
"Well, Miss Loup, it seems like you're last..." he said menacingly.
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Post by Malum on Feb 25, 2006 20:38:31 GMT -5
((Reminds me of Fable when I was tortured in jail for two years before I escaped! Uh, ahem, very good))
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Post by Mayhem on Feb 26, 2006 1:33:45 GMT -5
((... CROSS DRESSER~!))
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Post by Mayhem on Feb 26, 2006 3:18:49 GMT -5
My breath was exhaled shakily as I walked at a slow, mournful pace. They did not sound like they made it... I stepped onto the disk and the door-like thing closed. A lightbegan to grow around my body- and then I felt it. It was like my feet were being torn off, atom by atom, and then I could still feel them... it was then as if every piece was being shocked by a thousand volts each...I lost control of my voice as the pain progressed through my body. I felt like I was in Hell... That's it, I've died and gone to Hell for all those who I have killed.... make it stop... MAKE THE PAIN STOP!
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Well, my friend, I feel evil. This is all you're going to get tonight.
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Post by Malum on Feb 26, 2006 11:10:54 GMT -5
((Interesting.... this story is taking a turn from "Let's go kill the terrorists" to "Help I've become a demon.
AND THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT!))
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Post by Mayhem on Feb 26, 2006 14:09:37 GMT -5
((Many twists are still to come.... many.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU LIKED IT!))
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Post by Mayhem on Mar 4, 2006 21:09:15 GMT -5
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Chapter 3
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Ever wonder what its like to be floating through space and time itself? Let me tell you, it's not as fun as it sounds. It only happened for a moment, but... it was like ice, it was like slipping through ice.
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The world seemed to stop as I arrived at 'home'. The pain ended and I felt my feet touch down. My first thought: Wow, I have feet again. The gray of the walls inside the capsule was barely visable through the darkness. Then, a small light appeared, it opened up. My feet moved on their own accord towards it.
"Hello, welcome back," a calm, slightly pitchy, voice called to me. I looked up and saw a man about 19 with clean cut black hair that fell natrually just above his ears. His smile grew as my confusion increased.
"Lou, over here," Leo ordered. Keira was next to him, arms crossed and lips pursed. I hurridly walked over, gasting many glances to the man.
"We were promised to be let home, who are you and where are we?" she asked, her voice that of a bark-like comander.
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Post by Mayhem on Mar 11, 2006 19:00:48 GMT -5
"My friends, you must calm down. You are. You've been gone a very long time at that," he said, gesturing with his hands politely.
Then, Leo did something that I would never have thought he would have done. He stuck his hand down Keira's bra, and she didn't seem phased. He reached around, shouting with exclaimation as he pulled a gun out. He pointed it at the man and tried to fire. "You put the safety on?!" Leo yelled, looking at the gun then at Keira.
"Did you think I want a gun going off in my bra?!" she yelled back, pointing at herself. My attention was now focused to the floor, as I didn't want to know those two right then...
The man cleared his voice and asked me (becasue the other two were having a minor squabble), "Is this... normal where you grew up?" he asked, averting his eyes from the gun.
"Well, with those two, not really. But for some odd reason our culture has grown used to having people stick hands down the shirts of women..." I answered, slapping my hand to my face.
"Well, that's lovely..." he responded. "Now, if you would place that gun somewhere else, I have some things to show you..."
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Post by Mayhem on Mar 29, 2006 20:01:12 GMT -5
"Okayy..." my eyelids were growing heavey. "Whoa... everything is getting purple..." And that is was. As Kira's backpack begin doing a jig, my vision and knees gave away. I slumped to the floor, not knowing what has happened.
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"Lou! Lou wake up you bum!" Arg... their voice was so loud... Shrieky too, like a banshee.
"Is she living?" Softer this one, kinda low and like gravel. Male.
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Post by Malum on Mar 30, 2006 10:38:09 GMT -5
((I'm am slightly confused. In your post where Chapter 3 starts, what does she mean when she says "We were promised to be let home, who are you and where are we?" Who is she talking to when she asks that? And is this Keira talking? Otherwise, it was very good. I like the bra part  )) |
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Post by Mayhem on Mar 30, 2006 18:51:57 GMT -5
((That is Keira. Lou is the narrator.... EL isn't to pleased with the bra thing, Keira is based off her. ;o)~ ))
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Post by Malum on Mar 30, 2006 21:09:29 GMT -5
((lol))
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Post by Mayhem on Aug 5, 2006 0:16:30 GMT -5
((Remember this charming lil' story? I'm going to edit it, make it flow better, add more detail, then continue it. *yawns* But tomorrow, after... *resists stabbing self in stomach with pointy objects* shopping...))
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