Mad Father: Nurse AyaDio felt the liquids pour from his eye although his free hand kept a strong hold on it. He couldn't help having his wound seep through the cracks in his hand, but it was his fault he approached the madman's daughter - his intent on gaining her trust- by the wishes of her mother.Mad Father: Nurse Aya3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Was that why he was alive? Just to help a little girl? He couldn't tell the future, but he knew the Doctor would not be lasting long anytime soon. The lighter in his pocket grew heavier, like lead, each time he approached that one fateful room where it all began:
He was a corpse, as always, but he couldn't move. It was impossible for him to have a conscience either, but he could remember it as easily as his own nick-name given by the other walking corpses who shared his fate. The girl whisked away something in her palms, but he couldn't tell with his one eye. She stopped, her pale face turned and her blue eyes shone with fear.
She ran off and he didn't see her until an hour later she returned with a bundle of b
Ib - He Didn't KnowColdness overcame him. Garry had no choice but to lay down as Ib moved forward, a fragment of the very essence of his life snatched away with each time an eerily kind voice would sing. Loves me, Loves me not. Loves me, Loves me not.Ib - He Didn't Know3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Of course he heard the voice. Garry listened to each petal of his magic blue rose fall, floating to the ground as his life wilted with the flower. He had once hoped that Ib might have been able to rescue him, but soon he became aware of how fragile his consciousness was becoming and how soon he would slip into darkness.
Garry wanted only the best for Ib, the cute, fun little girl he had only met that afternoon. In his last moments when the last shining blue petal fell and Mary sounded off a final, blissful Loves me as a cheer of victory Garry had only wished that Ib had made it home safely after all they had been through at this horror show of an art museum and that Mary would stay as far away from the sweet girl as possible. Bli
Phan - Mental Case.Phan - Mental Case.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Phil ran towards the cliff. Every time he breathed a shot of pain would run up his chest, but he wouldn't stop. He was running as fast as he could, he could see him. The little dot on the edge of the cliff. He had to run faster. He was running to save Dan. Phil had gotten home minutes ago to a note on the table.
this is the end. don't come after me,
i'm sorry if i caused you pain or suffering but it's over now.
life is a game, you play it until game over.
my body will be in the water by the cliff.
you know which cliff, the one where we met.
unless it's been washed away to sea by now.
i don't care either way.
i'll jump, and it'll be over. everything.
He was thankful to see that the Cliff was empty apart from Dan, and the fact that he hadn't jumped yet. It seemed he was looking down into the water. Phil was almost there, he couldn't let Dan jump. He couldn't.
Just as he got there he quietly walked to the cliff. As far away from Dan as possible, he
Mad Father Fanfic. (Aya x Dio) -Part 5- The EndingMad Father Fanfic. (Aya x Dio) -Part 5- The Ending3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I had to move on... I headed to the cafeteria. There was a boy there. He kept saying he was hungry. He looked really weak. (Maybe I can cook something for him)
I cut some meat and fried it and there you have it! A nice piece of fried ham. I took the plate to him.
"Do you want this?"
"Ah, smells like my favorite fried ham! Mm.. so good!" He said while eating with a big smile on his face.
"Not quite to mom's standards, but it was pretty tasty! I ain't had a bite to eat since I was locked up here. I was starvin'."
"Maria always brought food down to the basement.. Didn't you have that?"
"Everyone else was getting food, but me.. I was always unwanted... No use and just pissed people off, so I was abandoned."
I felt bad for him.. I looked down.
"Have this., He said handing me a napkin. His face caught a bright red blush.
As thanks for giving me good food"
I took the napkin and he disappeared..
I went to the T corridor and met Mr. Ogre there.
Behind the CanvasBehind the Canvas3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was a time when Daddy was smiling
As he created me into his world of art
The strokes along made along the canvas
Slowly took an image
An image of a young girl
Who smiled at him
Golden hair that shimmer brightly
With a green dress with a lil blue ruffle
But at the end
Daddy was at the other side
Slowly perishing in reality
Breaths escaping his body
I placed my hand
Upon the other side of the canvas
Wanting to yell out to him
"Don't leave me, Daddy!"
As tears run down her cheeks
And her hands were against the invisible wall
The darkness hovers over the canvas
She wanted to hold his hand
Smile with him
And live with everyone
But with the mysterious world she's in
She cannot do a simple thing
Day after day
She would sit by her frame
Drawing things on paper
With crayons and some leftover paint
"I wish someone would come.."
She silently repeats to herself
"I want friends.. a family.."
She continues to scribble pictures
Of her and her father
With smiles and flow
Ib Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's CastleIb Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's Castle3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a cold Halloween night in Guertena’s castle. The moon was full and hung up in the dark, starless sky. The atmosphere was quite peaceful and qui—
“What’s wrong Mary?” Ib asked with a worried look on her face.
Mary was to handle the cooking for tonight’s Halloween party. It had always been a tradition in the castle to hold one annually in honor of Master Guertena’s late wife. Today, though, Guertena was out of the country to do some business, so he left the preparations to his young witch apprentices: Ib and Mary.
“I-I-I tried to hurry the baking up by doubling the temperature but it ended up getting burnt,” Mary said with a glum face.
“You do know that it never works that way,” Ib scolded.
“I-I just miscalculated. That’s all!!”
Ib gave out a sigh.
“Well, we still have five more hours until midnight. Don’t you think you should start the baking all over again
Mad Father Fanfic. (Aya x Dio) - Part 4Mad Father Fanfic. (Aya x Dio) - Part 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
I felt like I had to do it... I reached a toilet. Walked along and saw a key in one of the toilets. I had to find something to take the key, because getting my hand in the toilet would be just gross... I got back to the passage and noticed an old man, standing still, pointing in a direction. I followed the direction and found a secret passage to another lab. Even though someone is trying to stop me from finding the truth, another person is helping me. I hope I'll succeed in this quest of mine. What could I do? I checked the lab to see if I could find anything useful. Anything at all. There were a bunch of crates but only after exploring the rest of the lab I got the idea of destroying the crates with my awesome mini chainsaw. Inside one of them was a pair of forceps. I know where I'll use them! To the toilet! I took the key out and washed it. This way it was more.. well, less gross. I used the key to get into some kind of prison. It was something in the first cell, trying to get out
New Friendship (Aya and Ib)"Hi, my name's Aya."New Friendship (Aya and Ib)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"...My name's Ib."
"That's a weird name..."
"So is Aya."
"Well, I never... Um... How old are you?"
"Really? So am I!"
"You don't talk much, do you?"
"I'm taking that as no..."
Aya sighed at the girl in front of her. She really did not know what to say. The girl was completely quiet and showed no emotion. She was a bit... Boring. She had pretty eyes, though. Aya had never seen such a color before. They were blood red and it made Aya cringe a bit. 'Blood red just like Father's blood...' She thought, bitterly.
Ib stared right back at the other girl. She had nothing to say to her. She was a bit odd, though. 'That's a pretty big bow...' She thought, smiling to herself in her head.
Aya saw a small smile dance on Ib's lips. The girl felt her own facial expression turn happy. Aya tilted her head at the girl. "So, why did Maria want us to meet?" She asked.
Ib shrugged. "I don't know... Garry told me that you and I have a lot of things in common..."
Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 3Aya looked at Dio. Her face revealed mixed feelings. Dio looked down, shaking his head, “Hm.” He laughed, “I’m sorry, Aya. I intruded. That’s not what any gentleman would do, I understand if you don’t feel the same way.” Dio stood there, hoping to God this would be over… it was the embarrassment of the confession that has weighed onto him. “Dio, I…” She started to play with the end of her hair. A nervous habit caused it. Dio mentally cursed himself for causing her to become like this. She avoided eye contact, “… I-” Dio yelled in agony as pain pounded from the inside of his skull. “Dio!” She screamed as he stumbled into a wall, clutching his throbbing head.Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
He refused to be helped up, “Aya their coming.” Aya looked confused, “Who?” He breathed in a deep breath as he recovered, “The Others.” Dio sighed, “I need to get them out of here, if they stay
Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 2The gravel crunched under his feet. Dio pulled his hood off and surveyed his surroundings with a small map. It was morning; he slipped out of the Inn at 4:00 while it was still dark to escape the early rush.Mad Father: Fanfic Ch. 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
The dirt road led him deep into the forest. Tall trees towered over him as if they were mocking him, daring Dio to go deeper… and that’s just what he did. Several minutes later he arrived at a small sign that read:
Dravis’ Docter: Free for First Examination!
It lead him to a small trail branching off of the vacant road. The trail was overgrown, ‘Nobody’s been down here for a while,’ Dio thought. He looked down at the map for a split second… the trail didn’t show. The straight line upon his face turned to a small smirk as he pulled the hood on once again, shading his face from recognition. ‘That won’t be a problem,’ Dio thought smugly, ‘She won’t remember an
A Sacrifice (Dio x Aya: Mad Father)Aya sighed heavily, taking the stained gloves off of her hands and placing them into a sink filled with clear water that turned a deep red colour as soon as the gloves came into contact with it. Shifting her gaze from the desk at the side of the room, Maria watched as the short-haired woman walked towards the east-side of the house.A Sacrifice (Dio x Aya: Mad Father)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Are you going to retire, mistress?" She asked, standing up from her desk; knocking over a few papers. Aya nodded slowly and smiled widely at her adoptive mother.
"Ma, my name is Aya not mistress." The dark-haired woman stated, using the nickname she had given the former maid for the past nine years. She could never call Maria 'mother' as it felt out of place however she also knew that when she escaped from the mansion and decided to live with her father's assistant, who became her guardian and eventually her adoptive mother, that saying her name would be disrespectful. Aya opened the door to the hall and looked back at the older woman who bowed her head in
Canvas Dream It has been ten years since Ib has been to Guertena's museum. She is now a nineteen-year-old living alone in an apartment found nearby the shopping mall of the city. Like any other nineteen-year-old, she goes to university, with her parents paying for her tuition. To show her gratitude to her parents, Ib works at her mother's tailor shop as the clerk. Sometimes she would help sew the clothing as her mother taught her how to sew her own clothing.Canvas Dream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Along with this new life, every night when she's sleeping, Ib dreams of the art museum as she runs around on a horrific journey through it, being chased by its paintings and sculptures, but what bothered her the most about her dreams was how she was accompanied by two people: one whom she knows to be a crazy blonde who wishes for her stay in her world forever while the other was another painting she remembers from the gallery. To her, it was frankly disturbing but also an enjoy
RPG: House of HorrorProlougeRPG: House of Horror2 years ago in Horror More Like This
6 Days Until
“[Name]! [Name]!” I looked up from my book and saw Mary and Ib come running to me with a piece of paper in Mary’s hands. “What is it?” It was obvious the two had been running for a bit. Mary said breathlessly, “We heard about a new Haunted House being opened for Halloween. Can we go?” She handed me the paper and it turned out to be a flyer. The front showed a picture with text saying how it would only be open that one night. It gave the address, but did say who was running it. I thought about it for a second. I finally gave in. “Alright, we can go.” The two girls cheered. “But Ib’s parents have to say it’s alright as well. And YOU’RE telling Garry.” The two ran off somewhere as I smiled and picked up my book again. Garry was not going to be too happy. Ever since the art gallery, he’s been on edge; especially with Halloween coming up.
Bunny Love (Ib Fanfiction Garry/Ib)A young girl stood in front of the pet shop window, her face pressed against it as she stared in. Her sight focused on one little fuzzy animal, a little whit bunny nibbling on a carrot stick.Bunny Love (Ib Fanfiction Garry/Ib)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Ib, whatcha looking at?" Garry asked as he caught up to her,
Yet Ib didn't pay attention to him, she just kept on marveling the sight of the adorable creature.
"Can I have it...?" She asked as she looked up with wide watery eyes.
Garry instantly froze and looked in her puppy eyes, "I-Ib, you know that your parents won't allow animals in the house."
She stared at him for a moment before a slight whimper was heard, her bottom lip quivered as she stared back at the small bunny. As she did so the little creature looked back with its wide red eyes.
Garry shuddered at the sight of them before letting out a sigh. "Okay. Here is what we'll do, i'll go and buy it and keep it at the studio. You can come whenever you want to play with him or her."
After hearing that Ib let out out a squeal and rushed toward
Living After DeathHow can you describe my life right now?Living After Death3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Boring? No, that isn't quite the word that fits...
I guess it can be a little boring at times but what else is there to do where I am?
Apart from watching over people the only other thing to do is just lying down and staring into the ever-cloudy skies.
Huh, what do I mean?
N-No! I'm not a stalker, where did you get that idea?
...I guess I should go into more depth about where I am before I start talking but I was hoping you would have guessed by now.
My name...? I can't tell you that, I honestly cannot remember it so you can just call me what everyone else here does; Dio.
Now that you know my name, I'll tell about my time in Heaven.
However there will be a large gap-- hey, don't worry, you'll be able to tell where it is-- because I presume that you already know my part played in the curse and in the mansion; helping Aya escape...I guess the part after the curse comes later so you will just have to wait.
But, anyway, have you heard of Heave
???? X Reader: Secret???? X Reader: Secret???? X Reader: Secret3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Got a secret. Can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save
It was poker night and the axis and allies gathered around the mahogany table
with the deck of cards in the center of the round table. The room was dim
lighted, small, and painted in a plain white. There was only one door, one
window, and one light that dangled from the center of the room. Eight chairs
circled around the rich hardwood table. Everyone had dressed their best but
you wouldn’t know for you couldn’t see. You were blindfolded, bound against
Better lock it, in your pocket. Taking this one to the grave
You were convicted off being a double agent of both Axis and Allies; a crime
that cannot be forgiven. Anyone who had told a secret of the plans of the
other should be brutally punished. However, were you really lying? Or was
your lying the actual lie…?
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said.
The game was a game of life or death.
I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)"Ehehehe... Ehehehe..."I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I stumbled back, startled. "Did it just talk...?" I asked Garry. 'That's not the weirdest thing that has happened,' I face-palmed in my head.
"Flowers... Flower's are nice..." The paiting cooed.
Garry shrugged. "I-I think it did..."
"Give me that there flower," The painting went on. "And, I'll let you through... Ehehe..."
I stared at the picture uneasily. I was not sure if I should give him my rose or not... When ever I get hurt, the flower looses a petal...
"Ehehe... your flower, pretty please?"
I turned to Garry. "Garry, should I give him my rose?" My voice trembled a bit in fear.
I was not entirely sure what Garry would say, but he is older and adults know the right choices.
However, Garry was being a bit stubborn. He crossed his arms and glared at the painting. "Honestly? No, I don't think you should give him your flower," He said. "But, do what you want, Ib. You're old enough to make your own desicions..." He trailed off.
I rolled my eyes. How old did he th
Ib - Memories Crannies - EpilogueEpilogueIb - Memories Crannies - Epilogue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'I swear you always have the rose flavoured ones, Ib,' Garry teased as Ib selected the pink macaroon with the fluffy white stuffing yet again.
'Well they're my favourite,' Ib replied swiftly, cherishing her macaroon.
'I had gathered that,' Garry said with a laugh and Ib smiled back, 'One cappuccino and one white mocha, please,' he ordered at the till. Ib started to open her mouth to say something but suddenly he added, 'With added caramel for the mocha, please.'
'You remembered this time,' Ib pointed out, smiling widely at him.
'Well it's been two months; I would be rather surprised if I didn't remember!'
'Could be your memory going haywire. They say that happens with age...' Ib suggested with a shrug and a hidden smile.
'My memory is perfectly fine thank you! I'm not that old' Garry paused for a moment, then exclaimed, 'You know my age is my weakness, Ib!' Problem was, he couldn't say anything negative; not when she was laughing like she was now.
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not...Mary had wonHe Loves Me, He Loves Me Not...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Now that that's over with, we can play together forever!"
But he's so cold.
Ib shivered and bit her bottom lip.
She stood right in front of the stem of the once beautiful rose. The bluest rose she had ever seen the blue petals had lead her to this room and the rest had been scattered all about the area. Mary had won she had killed him.
She killed Garry.
Why do I keep telling myself he's sleeping ?
When the rose rots you too, will rot.
So Garry isn't sleeping.
Ib tried to hold back her tears as she slowly knelt down to pick up the empty stem. She rushed over to the little vase filled with water in the room, and she dropped it inside. But nothing was happening. Why wasn't anything happening?
"Please Garry " She whimpered, the tears streamed and stained her pale face. He had saved her life in exchange for his and now she was regretting it terribly.
Don't let his protection go
Waiting For TomorrowTitle: Waiting For Tomorrow (Prologue)Waiting For Tomorrow2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing/s: None; Intended to be a purely platonic fic
Summary: "Hey Ib... Um... If only two of us could get out of here... then what?"
Ib only had a rather small idea of what that word could mean, but she didn't know what possessed her when she used that word in her and Mary's earlier conversation. Although the seemingly younger girl just laughed and tried to reassure Ib they'd all get out together, their little chat wouldn't leave her mind.
What if it was really true? What if only two out of three of them could get out? With the many surprises this fake gallery's given them, most not even amusing, there could still be a lot of things they were missing.
Mary continued looking at the various paintings and that one mannequin head in the room while Ib took a moment to stare at her rose. Only four petals were left since she had tripped and accidentally breathed in that odd,
Ib: My Sister (Mary)Mary had long forgotten who she was.Ib: My Sister (Mary)3 years ago in Drama More Like This
She was a girl now who appeared as a human with the light hair which matched any picture of the sun and the clear eyes which matched the depicted sky. It was as if she was a special type of masterpiece, but it was all true - she was one at one point in time. She now believed herself to be human.
She felt the prick of pain. She laughed. She cried. She loved. She loved her dear sister Ib with all her heart enough it nearly worried the brunette when she was smothered with the affections from an energetic blonde. Though it was all a surprise while she moved the past away of a sleeping man, and bizarre world, Ib truly cared for Mary.
Mary often played games with Ib who silently smiled a friendly smile. She often used a rose which resembled a red one and played 'Loves me or loves me not.' Even as she grew up, her child-like personality never faded. Ib remained calm and quiet, but unlike her sister, she aged.
The girl many times tried to play games
Who Are You? (Ib fanfic IbxGarry Friends)Who are you?Who Are You? (Ib fanfic IbxGarry Friends)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ib was sitting at the café, it had been at least a year now, she had been meeting Garry here for macrons and a fun day out every Sunday. Her parents had met Garry and had grown to trust him. At first they use to chaperon their visits but Garry was soon welcomed into the family like a son and brother. Ib smiled recalling the first time her parents dropped her off to let them spend time alone. She kicked her legs a little her red skirt fluttered a bit with the movement. She took a sip of her tea, earl grey, it was something Garry had her try once and she had grown to like it. She tugged on her bright red scarf a little and looked around trying to see if she could spot Garry in the crowd, her scarlet eyes shifting from one person to another a few times she thought she saw him but it was just some woman or other person. She sighed a little; it was unlike Garry to be late. She felt a bit worried now; she had found herself pondering before about what Garry did when she wa
Mad Father: Fanfic“Wow… so, mysterious,” the young girl giggled to another as a young man passed by hastily. He wore a hood; it shaded the top half of his face. ‘I don’t need all this… attention,’ he thought. The young man’s name was Dio, he was on an important mission from well… heaven. He wore a simple shirt and rugged pants. Dio clutched several papers in his tight fist.Mad Father: Fanfic3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The small town used to be peaceful. Until a chain of disappearances caused the town to exchange peace and solitude for havoc. Most citizens in this secluded town barricaded their doors at night, in fear the same fate will fall upon them as did the abductees.
Dio pulled his hood off and looked at the woman at the Inn’s front desk. She held the feather and quill loosely as she stared dreamily at him, “How may I help you, sir?” He looked back at her through his carelessly placed golden bangs, “One room, please?” He muttered it just audible for the wom