2 Nights at Freddy'sThere was a horrifying screech as it lunged toward the two Keronians.2 Nights at Freddy's18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the morning finally came, all that was left were two animatronics, eyeballs popping out of their sockets, blood eerily akin to tears oozing down, and crooked sets of teeth peeking out of a propped mouth.
Sebaba gasped, waking up to the rays of the sunshine hitting his face.
Just a dream?
Soft groaning under his arms told him otherwise.
He blinked awkwardly down as Gurere pressed herself against him, almost fearful in regards to that traumatic first night.
Thankfully he had closed the door in time before the rabbit-like animatronic managed to get any closer than it did.
Even though Gurere managed to successfully monitor the security cameras without too much emotional stress, he could tell she was still incredibly tense, possibly even close to tears as each painfully slow hour passed.
The rabbit was sluggish and predictable; she figured out which rooms it would most likely be in, and the tw
Ghosts of Machina Chapter 11Chapter 11:Ghosts of Machina Chapter 113 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For Jake, everything below his shoulder ached as he rested, he was tired, not in the best of moods and wondering if he had made a good choice.
“... Yeah… Let’s do this.”
Everything else was hazy as more of the medication given to him, to put him under started to wear off. Jake craned his neck looking down his right side.
A thick wrapping of gauze was around part of his arm...Where it connected now from flesh to machine.
The shiny metal was new, he could feel some warmth coming off of it.
It’s really mine….
He knew using it wasn’t going to be easy. It wasn’t like how Andy’s was, Andy just had to get used to his leg being metallic instead of flesh and blood. Jake didn’t have his original limb, this was all new… He’d have to get used to it, learn again.
But I’m not gonna give up…
Case #1:The Ghost Files (part 3)Case #1:The Ghost Files (part 3)2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Into the dark woods
Abria joined our group!Awesome!
Also when we found Bliss she told use about a door.The doors that connect world.It kinda reminds me of a story my mother told us when we where small.I miss my mother...Also my father.Abria reminds me of my mother.She is very beautiful like my mother.But in my school I always liked this girl but never spoke to her.
I should stop now.But seriously the story of the doors.I will tell you the story.It is a very instresting story.
Once long ago,God created different worlds.He transported the people to watch over the worlds.But he need where they can they can come back earth and back.So he made doors.
A new door for each world.But the door in the world of Earth leads to a room in space.But this part was never used much and leaded to a smple human watching this room.
But yeah im bored.
Soon the forest had suddenly got darker.I can t
A sudden changeMelcher sat on the bed and stared out of the window. He wanted to change out of his black clothes but he was too tired. Nevertheless he didn’t lay down for a little while, afraid he would fall asleep. When he was sleeping his nightmare would come again. Every time he fell asleep, he woke because of that horrible dream.A sudden change7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The worst thing was, he couldn’t just tell himself that it was just a dream, not reality. Because it was reality. It were memories, coming back to hound him in his sleep.
Every night, in his dream, he came back from the friend he had spend some nights with. He had opened the door with his key and had thrown his bag in a corner of the hallway. He would clean it up next morning. He’d seen the lights in his parents’ room were lit so he had assumed they were awake. So when he had gotten upstairs he wanted to tell his parents he was home, before going to bed. When he’d opened the door, Melcher found out that his parents weren’t awake. Nor w
UntitledUntitled9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Desperté. Otro día más, el caso anterior fue fácil, generalmente se suelen poner difíciles al final. La cabeza me dolía, más de lo habitual. Hoy seguramente llamaría otra persona, la cual hasta hace dos minutos no conocía su existencia y me contaría hasta como se lava los dientes, esa es la putada de ser detective privado, que tienes que escuchar, posiblemente dirás ¿entonces por qué no te dedicas a otra cosa? Sencillo, la mayor parte del tiempo es divertido.
El piso estaba más sucio de lo normal, vale, empiezo a recordar. Me dirigí al baño, tenía un ojo morado, la nariz ensangrentada y posiblemente una costilla rota, se ve que después de la pelea descargué contra el mobiliario de mi apartamento, las botellas vacías explicaban el dolor de mi cabeza.
El antiguo caso como ya he dicho fue fácil, un hombre casado que se acostaba con otra persona, pero mis problem
Endless nightEndless night13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I´m walking through the fog. It´s like this only during autumn, only for few days from whole year and the feeling of cold wet air freezing your skin is inimitable. I can´t even see the end of the pavement. It´s too straight and too long and it´s disappearing in the distance. Not that it matters, but I´d like to know where it ends. Actually… I´ve been living here for more than two decades already. I should know where it ends.
I don´t remember...
But I keep walking, curious, because the pavement has to end somewhere, right? Logically? And the fog is still equally thick like before. It´s even thicker now, I can´t see where I´m going anymore. I stop, surrounded by white darkness. The only thing that I can see is a small red light somewhere on my left side. It seems familiar to me and I began walking towards it. The endless pavement is left behind me and I´m stepping off it into the grass that looks green
Killer Memories I couldn't remember half of the bus, but the other half was like the back of my hand. At least I haven't forgotten everything. The doctors told me that being around familiar surroundings should trigger the rest of my memories. Though all it has been doing is making me wish for them more and more.Killer Memories1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Alex. Yoo-hoo! Alex!" someone yelled. Apparently my name was Alex Cielo, which translates to Alex Heaven. Funny how I couldn't remember my name, but I can still remember that my 10th grade English teacher gave me this most ridiculous writing prompt from Tumblr. "Alex!". I turned to see Katrina. I remembered her as well as the other 3 girls.
"Yes?" My voice cracks.
"The rest of us are headed out for drinks. You in?" She smiled sweetly.
"No thanks. I think I'll stay in tonight." I answer
"You're gonna have to live life again one day. Its been 3 weeks."
Hidden FriendAs the setting sun glows it colorful hues of orange, pink, and red across the sky, away in a tower a young woman waits, lost in her mind, frightened by the howling whispers of wind that echo in the standing tower overlooking the sea. She paces the room feeling the lights of the sun coming across her skin, but it brings her no comfort as she continues to hear the whispers in the room start to become voices of a loud caliber. She stops in her tracks as she searches, trying to find the source.Hidden Friend6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stop…Please, I beg you to stop. Why won’t you leave? Is it I? Did I do something wrong? Is this why you have locked my up here in the watch tower? I don’t understand? Did I not do what you asked? Did I not watch the light house with such verbosity as you asked? Please tell me… Show me your face, after all this time together how come I have yet to see your face? What can I do for you to show me?" a loud howl startles her from behind as she turns to see the door slam shut as a
The Blue WolfThe cold November wind blew through the night over Pine Mountain Academy. Most of the students and teachers lay asleep in their dorms oblivious to the world around them. On one of the old cobblestone paths a freshman girl runs as fast as her legs could carry her as an inhuman cry rang out behind her. Just then a large black creature with large horns and soulless glowing eyes leaped from one of the far buildings and landed right in front of the girl causing her to trip.The Blue Wolf14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Walker… Walker,” the thing whispered as it inched towards her, raising a taloned hand to strike her.
The girl wanted to run away, she wanted to scream for help, but she was paralyzed. Frozen in fear she watched the claws race towards her and then watch as the creature was thrown off balens by a ball of blue flames. Looking over to the direction the fireball came from she saw the object of school rumor sense the year began: the ghost wolf. It was large and its fur looked as if it was made entirely out o
The Koala CaperThe Case of the KoalaThe Koala Caper21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Our story begins in the quiet Eucalyptus Grove, a local motel. Mr. Mason, a tall handsome man, walking into the front entrance. He is greeted by a young woman, straightening the vanilla curtans.
"Excuse me, are you the maid here?" He says with a unpleased tone.
"Why might you ask?" She politely replies, stopping to move to the front desk.
"Well I need you to clean the room I was given."
"Is something the matter with it?"
"Yes. It is full of koalas."
"Yes and one of them is in my pants."
"Indeed." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a paper. "Heres a picture of it."
"Oh my, its pretty big for a koala." The women swiftly turned to the shelf behind her and pulled out a small box. She then opens the box and replaces his picture with another. A gasp escapes her mouth as she mentally compares the two. "My gosh! This is the same koala as the one in the picture here! It's blue and everything!" Franticly, she holds the picture up the Mr
Werewolf on the loose! Chapter oneso I figured out how to make text things so I made this which is based off a game of werewolf I didWerewolf on the loose! Chapter one22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A small town surrounded by mountains was on the tip of daylight the birds were singing their songs and the people below were waking up it seemed peaceful but lurking in the village was chaos. A werewolf has visited the town causing chaos every night and turning the inhabitants against each other. Every day there is a vote the person with the most votes will be burned on a stake in hopes that the one who is burned is the werewolf. On a small hill is a medium sized cabin near by is cherry tree. Inside the cabin a tall man with semi-long hair witch is currently in all sorts of knots was just getting up. The man who is named Shane grudgingly got out of bed and walked into another room which was a combination between a kitchen and dinning room. Shane went over to a counter and grabbed a red brush and a ponytail and fixed up his hair. He went ahead and made himself some toast and ate it
A Whisper in the Wind (Chapter 11)DeathA Whisper in the Wind (Chapter 11)23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“The words on this page don’t seem to make much sense, do they Tattiana?” Klaus asked quietly as he pushed the paper towards me delicately.
There were times when I wondered why this man still tolerated me, but then there were other times when I was glad he did. He was a vampire, and I despised him, but he and Voltaire had yet to attempt anything foolish. This included trying to take my blood and test it to see what kind of magic they could do on it. I had to admit, out of all the vampires, he and Voltaire were both the vampires I trusted the most and distrusted the most. I had become a teacher’s assistant to Klaus shortly after the ordeal with him and the two hunters.