The Last of Us ~ Cry(Warning: 13+ for strong language. Please enjoy the finished portion!)The Last of Us ~ Cry8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ow! Hey!" Cry yelled as he ducked behind a few rusty barrels and the open doorway that led to the second floor veranda. A few gun shots from a bandit whistled past the pair; though a few scratched and chipped away the edge of his poker faced mask. He heard Ellie growl in frustration as she fired at the man while Cry himself also squeezed a few shots at the greedy male, still wincing from the scratches he earned from a few scuffles earlier. It took a couple of minutes but Cry was able to strike the other man's chest with a shot, getting him out of their hair. "There!" The masked gamer griped, reloading his weapon and keeping low in case there were others then straightened his posture when he heard no one else at the moment. He looked over his shoulder and threw the young teenager with him a smile, moving the mask enough to let her see the smile, as they jogged over to the next door that would lead them back o
PewdieCry: Dream of the Blood Moon (Piece 1)A/N: Yes, it's a PewdieCry story (though mostly focused on Cry) No, there is no pairing. I rather not do anything too extreme on a first time writing of the two. Um, enjoy.PewdieCry: Dream of the Blood Moon (Piece 1)1 year ago in Horror More Like This
Rating- PG-13 (I suppose, better safe than sorry)
Cry had no idea how long he had been running in this god forsaken dream from that... thing. It was just relentless and that shriek of it. He shuddered at the thought of it. No, no I will not think about that. He stopped and hid himself behind a tree, resting against it as he lifted his mask to sit on his forehead and allowed himself the luxury to gulp in fresh air. Cry hoped that Pewdie and that girl they ran into in this dream were safe. According to the girl, the – Render Woman, Slenderman's wife, demon bitch, whatever the fuck that thing was – had been chasing after her. She had no idea why it was chasing her though but she had to get six tears to make it stop. Of course both gamers, being how
PewdieCry: Dream of the Blood Moon (Piece 2 A)A/N: Yes, it's a PewdieCry story (though mostly focused on Cry) No, there is no pairing. I rather not do anything too extreme on a first time writing of the two. Um, enjoy.PewdieCry: Dream of the Blood Moon (Piece 2 A)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rating- PG-13 (I suppose, better safe than sorry)
Pewdie and the girl both jerked their heads at the same time as their friend's cries and screams echoed in the foreboding maze. The two of them had fallen for the same apparent trap that Cry himself had stumbled upon earlier. Before they weren't sure he was in this place anymore since they have failed to find him when he screamed out in the forest. Now they knew for certain he was still inside the maze. Certain but not reassured. The Swede was more than eager to locate his friend and get the hell out of here but they had no idea where he was and how far away they were from him. The poor girl clung to the blonde's back as they traveled through the dark passages, sweeping aside left over cobwebs and peering through the darkness in
Project: MASK Prologue/Chapter 1A/N: Another attempt at writing Cry and Pewds and others. I'm still not quite used to writing them, so if they're acting OOC (out of character) then I'm sorry. I'm still learning and pretty rusty in terms of writing fics and stuff.Project: MASK Prologue/Chapter 11 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rating: PG 13+(Better safe than sorry)
Enjoy and let me know what you think of it.
An explosion roared as debris rained from the heavens and onto the desolate streets; a dust cloud billowed and marred the sky, marking the location of where it took place. A figure leaped on top of a car, denting the roof as he looked impassively toward a destroyed storefront. He ignored the crumbling buildings of the ruined section of the city, he didn't care about the people that raced away, screaming in terror. The figure kept his focus on the storefront, waiting for a sign, a movement.
A second figure stumbled out, coughing; his green hoodie ragged,
Pewdiecry-Getting Out Alive-Part OneA short gasp of breath was taken, before shaking himself to continue running. Almost sliding over the slick stone floors of the castle, Cry was running; running away from a monster, which was currently chasing him. With a curse, he locked himself in the room, back pressed against a door. Frantically, his heart beating wildly, he waited until he heard the lumbering creature walk past the door and down the hall away from him.Pewdiecry-Getting Out Alive-Part One2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, that was fun." Cry muttered, sliding to the floor with his back still pressed to the door. "Sorry Mr. Monster man, not today." With a grin, the masked gamer slowly began to look around the room. Squinting against the darkness, he could make out some objects.
Getting up from his current position, he sauntered around the room, his fingers stroking along the wall and objects. Aside from the usual desk, bed and closet, nothing seemed to be of value. Licking his lips, Cry wondered if he should get out his lantern yet or not.
Deciding that was a yes