Slender - Urban Angel, Archer EndSlender - Urban Angel, Archer End11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Offender didn’t seem to take any notice to Archer’s wailing as his head dipped down to the wounds just below the ribcage. Archer squirmed when he felt something warm and wet snake around his wounds, occasionally letting out grunting sounds in distress as it silvered inside the damage. There was heat of pain against his cold skin. So hot it felt like it was burning.
Archer probably would of just laid down and accepted fate if Offender hadn’t of decided to torture him. Yes, maybe Archer had deserved this… maybe, but he wasn’t going to let this Slender see any submission. Stubborn Archer was, he wasn’t making any difference to the lapping Offender was doing.
His claws raked against the dirt as the burning increased.
What the hell is Offender up to? Was he savouring the taste or making the wounds worse? Archer let out a loud hiss as his maw ripped open and wide, his chest suddenly felt… numb. Just to be sure Archer breathed harder but felt nothing.
entry 72.6((tim's POV))entry 72.67 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
i saw that thign that haunted me for years and jay pass out i knew i had to do it i looked at caresse and said "keep jay safe" and then i [ulled out my pcokect knife and walked towards the tall man and he use his slender sickeness i trie to fight it and then suddely i stab the tall man in the side the tall faceless man let out an blood crluing serem and i stab him again but i nthe rigcage harder and he fell down "and fucking stay down" i spit at his face and ran over to caresse "hurry get jay i'll help" i helped caresse pick up jay and we palce him in the backseat i got in the driver's seat whiel caresse sat next to me i looked at her "caresse i'm gonna tell him that i stabbed the tall man" she smile and said "okay but how did you fight the sickness that thing gave you?" i looked at mysekf in the mirror "i-i don't know it just happen like all my sickness was replace with justic and braveness soemhow i acattly stabbed that thin" we said nothing else to each other unt
CHARACTER BACKSTORY: THE GRINNING REAPERPossible story idea.CHARACTER BACKSTORY: THE GRINNING REAPER10 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Liam Townsend is an extremely disturbed boy. All his life, he has kept this hidden from his friends and family. One day, he is caught in an explosion when his home was a gas leak. It scars the left side of his face, disfiguring him forever. This sends him over the edge, rotting his perception of reality. He makes a mask with a massive smile on it's face. It covers the left side of his face and he becomes the Grinning Reaper. He believes that he is Death and goes on a killing spree.
Have no idea if this could be a possible story...
When the dead roam-My name is Nicolas Parker. Most People just call me "Nick". Well they used to at least. Tch. It's a long mother fucking story. Do you really wanna know? Alright then let me get my whiskey and get settled in my chair…. It's starts here in the beautiful city of Pittsburg. I woke up late, As usual and rushed to work… The alarm was broken. I lived in the small part of town. I worked at a local diner. There pancakes were the best damn ones around lemme tell ya. Heh kinda makes me wish everything stayed the way it was. But you know what they say, "Bad things happen to good people". Of course that wasn't what I lived by. So I got to the Diner…-When the dead roam1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Nick! Your Late again!" "I'm sorry Joe. It's that damn alarm clock. I can't figu-" "Nick I love ya but ya know you can't keep making excuses. You've worked here what 4 years? I'm sorry Nick but if you come late again I'm gonna have to fire ya, Understand?" Joe said as Nick walked in the diner. "Yeah. I understand." "Good now g
UntitledPrologue:Untitled23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rain pelts the windshield like marbles hitting glass; the road is invisible behind a wall of water. “How much further is this place?” asks a mild mannered woman in her mid-thirties. “We should've already passed it, but I didn’t see anything,” says the driver, nervously keeping his eyes fixed ahead. Conditions go from bad to worse as the full force of nature bears down on the automobile. Fate has a way of catching up with people. A fierce gust of wind takes with it a hundred-year-old elm, standing erect against the world until this very moment.
BAAM! The car attempts to stop and wheels skid across the wet pavement. Nothing can prevent the inevitable. “Jesus Christ!” screams the driver as he swerves to avoid the elm tree and downed power lines dancing in the rain. The car careens off a service road and into a ditch. Glass breaks, screams echo into the pitch-black night. A plume of fire lights up the sky, then nothing.