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.
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)2 years 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
PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 1Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent' and as a Cry wakes up alone and shackled in a cell, all does not bode well for the duo.PewdieCry: Slipping Sanity part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warnings: A little blood, insanity and bromance/friendship -nothing more then that I promise-
The world seemed to melt into existence as the blue eyed gamer blearily looked up, his head suddenly splitting in pain from the slight movement. Grimacing, the young man stayed still, trying to work out just what situation he was in.
Now that he was awake and slowly trying to focus, the pain coursing through his body washed over him and he had to bite his lip to prevent a groan escaping him. Several parts of his body felt uncannily warm and sticky, and he could only assume that his knees felt so wet because he was kneeling in a shallow pool of his own crimson blood.
He could also feel cold and uncomfortable shackles on either wrist, preventing him from slumping to the ground as either hand was pulled slightly above his head
ImpeccableWarnings: Contains what could potentially be considered dark/depressing scenes, mild cussing, not really anything more then that. Going with a T(teen) rating to be on the safe side.Impeccable2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The word made Cry cringe, made him shake his head at the ridiculous things people came up with; sometimes it even made him feel downright disgusted. He sat heavily in his computer chair, ignoring Skype for the time being and going to his Youtube channel.
So many comments. Ones about him being oh so perfect; but he cringed as usual, he wasn't perfect.
It was a frequent thought in his head. It made his stomach churn and made bile rise in his throat. People were God damn naive.
Didn't they know any better? That no man, woman, or child could be perfect?
He smiled bitterly and adjusted the white poker-faced mask hiding a majority of his features from view. So many people went on, and on, and on, about how much they loved his voice, his personality, everything abou
Mute MuteMute2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rating: E for Everyone!
A pattern of consistent clicking sounds were the only interruptions in the complete silence that blanketed a quaint, gamer’s room. The last rays of sun had fallen out of reach of the windows, casting it in almost total darkness. Light poured from the high tech machine perched upon a desk. That light fell upon a man who sat slouched in his chair, staring intently at the screen. Though the outside world seemed peaceful, on the other side of his headphones, the gamer heard a whole other world filled with unnatural sounds of monsters and evil villains.
Only halfway through with his newest adventure, he swore that he had heard something from the outside world. Quickly, he hit the mute button and searched the room. He found nothing but silence. Once the gamer calmed himself, he returned to his quest. The game’s natural sounds smoothly transferred into his thoughts. It wasn’t long befor
I'm a PussyI'm different. That's what my mum told me. But in a good way, of course. I didn't see it that way, because I've never seen anyone with a tail. Or cat ears. I was born with them, but mum told me that if I hide them, no one will think I'm anything but a normal teenager.I'm a Pussy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oh well, it's not hard to hide. I go to school at a place which wearing hoodies is the norm. Although, I'm the person who teaches new people how to act here, a good deal, because no one beats me up - none of them can deal with new twats. Speaking of new people, there's a swedish transfer coming in today, I hope he speaks english.
My new school. It's small, with graffiti everywhere. I'm greeted by a guy, who's five or six centimeters taller then me. He's got messy reddish-brown hair, green eyes, and is wearing a hoodie, hood up. His pupils are dilated. Actually, they look more like a cats. Odd.
"Hey. You the transfer?"
"Well, I'm here to teach you how to act here. Don't wear anything partic
MuteThere's nothing too horrible in here in my opinion, but some things don't bother me as much as they do others so... I'll just go with 12+ rating-wise. No pairings.Mute2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The light on the computer screen slowly petered out for the night as Cry took his headphones off his head and rested them on the desk. The last recording session wasn't very exciting... or... it was, he just didn't find himself talking all that much, like he usually did.
He didn't want to.
Letting out a long sigh, Cry stepped away from the desk and plopped down onto his bed. He closed his eyes and was asleep before he could stop himself.
That night, Cry dreamed. It was early morning, and he walked through the ruins of a building, the clouds light and wispy overhead, and the sky just beginning to turn into the crystalline blue of the day.
It was peaceful, surprisingly. But the serene bliss was soon broken by the sound of a nonsensical bickering. He blinked and wandered around the ruins for a few more moments before
.:PewDieCry:. The Dark Descent -1-There was a small groan as the swede on the cold stone floor shifted in his sleep. His head pounded and his body ached. He slowly opened his eyes, finding it difficult to see..:PewDieCry:. The Dark Descent -1-2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Mm…hnn…what…?” He shifted again and forced his jelly-like arms to push himself up. He looked around the room through blurry eyes.
“Where….where am I…?” He squinted into the darkness and pushed himself onto his hands and knees. He groaned in discomfort, pushing himself up onto his feet. His legs shook as he tried to stand straight. His headset slipped off his head and clattered to the floor. He sighed deeply and bent down, nearly losing his balance. Looking around again, he saw a green vial on the dresser and picked it up.
“This looks like ladanadanadanum..” He examines it closer then sets it back down. He starts looking through the dresser drawers finding a blue vile and 2 tinderboxes.
He laughed to himself, “I suppose I’ll find t
Dark Infection. Chapter 1: NightmaresIt was so quiet . Too quiet. Dark corridors, no wind, the castle was so quiet. No candles, silence and no light. Where were everybody? No footsteps, no oneDark Infection. Chapter 1: Nightmares3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The silence can drive you insane if you know that no one can break it you can only listen listen listen no one nothing the room dark and silent. You want scream, say something but no one can hear you. You can't break the silence you can scream but you're only a nobody silent and black an abyss of darkness panic you want to stop it die but it's all dark you can't do anything dark forever silent the death maybe it's . where are you? Who cares? There's no one why can't I die because maybe it's all black what will happen ? You can't know it only wait . Forever.
Stephano was writhing in the bed, panting Mr.Chair woke up and walked close to
New FriendsCry's steps echoed in the long hall of the castle, making Felix's hair stand on end as he sat in Cry's pocket.New Friends3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Why a castle?" Felix asked.
"My friend heard it was going to be knocked down and so, he bought it and moved in with a few friends" Cry replied as he continued to walk. A figure came into view and Cry waved with a smile.
"Stephano!" He called, catching the man's attention. He turned around with a smile of his own.
"Cry, nice to see you" He greeted in response.
"I have a friend for you to meet" Cry said. Stephano moved about, peering behind the American.
"I don't see anyone" Stephano replied with a frown. Cry dug into his pockets, mumbling to himself as he tried to grab something.
"Here" Cry said, holding out his hands, holding Felix's still body. Stephano looked at it with curiosity. Was this a joke?
"Uh..." Stephano studied the body with a confused gaze.
"Hang on. Press here..." Cry mumbled, poking Felix in several places before sitting him up and running a finger down his ba
Meeting Someone New - Part One "I'll be back from the market soon. Don't get yourself into trouble. You're free to roam the apartment as always. Be careful, okay?"Meeting Someone New - Part One3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cry's words still hung in the air as Felix paced by the door anxiously. A few hours had passed and the miniature Swede had grown impatient, even irritated, waiting for Cry's arrival, to have someone there to play games and watch television with him. Someone to make pancakes and eat with him as they joked about the most ridiculous things that had happened to them in the past.
He was bored.
Felix sighed, finally giving in and leaning against the door frame, the frigid breeze from the hallway creeped in and curled around his minuscule form. It caressed his skin, barely touching it as it glided over the surface like gentle fingers, causing Felix to shiver and stand once more while hugging himself to maintain his warmth. He wandered into kitchen, making his way over to the cabinets. He expertly leaped up and swung his body back and forth, jum
The First DayThere was an old toy store that Cry used to visit in his youth and so when it suddenly decided to close down, he was caught off guard. He picked up his wallet and keys and dashed out the door, jumping into the car and raced off towards the store.The First Day3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He ran inside and looked around, instantly spotting the old woman behind the desk.
"Miss Moore" He greeted with a smile. The lady looked up. Her short grey hair framed her face, making her look slightly younger, but not by much. Her wrinkled face turned into a smile as she set eyes on Cry.
"Hello dear, what do I call you today?" She asked him with joy in her words. Cry chuckled.
"It's Cry today" He replied.
"I remember you used to be Chaoticmonki" She said, getting lost in the memory.
"Wasn't I ten?" Cry asked, trying to remember.
"Ten and a half, as you used to proudly tell me" Miss Moore replied, making both of them laugh as they engaged in merry conversation.
"Cry..." Miss Moore started, attracting the man's attention.
"Something wrong?" He
DealFelix woke contently that morning, eyes opening slowly as the sun streamed in the window. He looked to his left, seeing the small doll house on the table next to him and a soft smile crossed his lips as he pushed himself into a sitting position. Moving carefully, he opened the latch of the dollhouse and peered inside, seeing a small form sleeping inside. His smile grew slightly as he gently pulled back the thin covers and lifted the body into his palm, bringing it to his lap. Small eyes opened slowly and Cry looked up, smile on his face.Deal3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good morning" The small American greeted.
"Morning" Felix greeted.
"What will we do today?" Cry asked, tilting his head as he yawned.
"Nothing" Felix said, making Cry frown in confusion. "Seeing as this is our last day together"
Cry's eyes widened. Last day? W-What was he talking about?
"What do you mean 'Last day?'" He asked with shock and confusion. The room began to dim but it went unnoticed by either man as Cry stared up in shock and Felix looked
Chasing the Darkness, chapter 1Chapter 1Chasing the Darkness, chapter 12 years ago in Horror More Like This
“Pewds…What the hell have you gotten us into?”
I scratched the back of my head and shrugged awkwardly. “Ehmm, I’m sorry, Cry, I really needed your help looking for it! I didn’t think that was gonna happen.” I notioned over to the car. Somehow all four of the tires had been punctured and deflated; now it was completely useless, seeing as we didn’t have any spares or patches. We might as well have run out of gas or had the engine give out. There was no way we were going to continue our drive any time soon.
Cry was not amused. “Regardless of what you intended, we are now stranded out here, and it’s starting to get dark out.” He sighed exasperatedly.
“I’m sorry, okay? Geez!” I said, pressing my palm against my face. I felt so stupid right now. This whole situation was all my fault…
~Half an hour ago~
“WHOOOOO! I FEEL A
ImmortalWarnings: NoneImmortal2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rating: All Ages
OMG, I LOVE YOUR VOICE U SOUND SO HOT!
Why don’t you just fess up and show us what you look like?
Can I make love to your voice? <3
He couldn’t take any more of this.
Ryan shut down his computer, sitting and staring at the blank screen long after the desktop had said its programmed goodbyes. There was an eerie silence about the house as he tried to collect his thoughts.
He didn’t even know who he was anymore.
It had gotten so bad that he had stopped reacting to the sound of his real name. His sister had called him multiple times the other day before he even registered that he was talking to her. Finally, after he had answered, she giggled and said, “Sorry, Cry…guess I should call you what your fans call you.”
His web life had a life of its own.
Sighing and standing from his computer desk, Ryan moved slowly through the near-empty house, his sister and her lover gone for the evening.
A Rain Soaked Box - The Ending Of Which He DreamedHe shivered. The rain was pouring hard as he cowered in his box. This new home hadn’t lasted long. Only a few weeks and so, here he was again, rain pelting down on his form. He didn’t whimper. That would just mean he would be found and he would receive more pain. He just kept his eyes closed and focused on trying to keep warm. It was silent, only the sound of rain echoing in the air before a small voice rose up from within him, echoing in his ears and mind.A Rain Soaked Box - The Ending Of Which He Dreamed2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hello... Cry” The small voice greeted. The Sup Guy sighed in annoyance. “Now now, don’t treat me like that. I wish to make you a deal” The creature held a grin in its words and the Sup Guy sat up instantly, looking down at his heart. The voice laughed, hidden intents inside it and it spawned worry for the white creature. “You wish to see him again, don’t you - Felix”
“Sup!” He cried out joyously. He nodded quickly, small black hair d
SNEAK PEEK: The Last of Us ~ Cry(Warning: Ah, not much in the way of warnings... but its 13+ for strong language. Please enjoy.)SNEAK PEEK: The Last of Us ~ Cry2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters 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 one of the bandits scratched and chipped away the edge of his poker faced mask. He heard Ellie growl in frustration as she fired at the man, Cry himself also took a few shots at the greedy male, still wincing from the scratches he earned from a few fights 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. He looked over his shoulder and threw the young teenager with him a smile as they jogged over to the next door that would lead them back out of the university. "Nice shooting kid. You shoot a lot better than I do!" Ellie giggled softly as she followed him to the door.
New Niece (Dedicated to Cry's new niece!)Hearing the pained screams from his sister, from far as he was, Cry winced, shifting uncomfortably in the plastic waiting room chair. Twiddling his thumbs, Cry looked at the floor, anxious to go to his sister, but unable to, leaving him in a state of general panic.New Niece (Dedicated to Cry's new niece!)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly, the screams stopped, and Cry jumped to his feet, tapping his foot anxiously. Soon, a nurse walked in, calling out his name, an eyebrow rising due to his mask, but lead him to his sister without question. Swallowing nervously, Cry pushed the door open slowly, smiling as his sister, though tiredly, motioned him over, her husband smiling at the little bundle he held.
‘Man sis, you have a set of lungs.’ The gamer joked; chuckling quietly as she softly punched his arm, a mock glare directed at him.
‘Would you like to hold her?’ Cry blinked, staring at his sister, as if she had grown a second head.
‘Uh, n-no, I’m good. I’m not reall-‘Cry trailed off, his attention immediate
Cryaotic(Warnings: General Insanity)Cryaotic2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Everyone has secrets. Sometimes they have secrets they don't even know about. They are the things we force ourselves to forget. I only wish I could forget them now that the voices have become quiet.
Everyone always seems to think that I'm just a normal person. I swear to you that I can be. It's hard sometimes though when they start talking again. You don't know what it's like to always have them watching you.
Sometimes I see them in mirrors. All of our pale white faces make it hard to know which one is which. And sometimes I can't tell the difference between their voices and mine. Do you want to know what they're like? There can be so many of them that I will only tell you about the main ones.
I call this one Mad. Why? Because he does things that don't make sense to me sometimes. He's wild and angry. He usually only talks to me when things have fallen apart. He tells me things. Tells me to hurt people. He tells me the truth about others, you know. He makes
Electric Heart - Prologue“Increase the voltage. Maximize it. Perhaps we can recharge him”Electric Heart - Prologue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Screams filled the room as small hands clung to the arms of the chair, throat bleeding as the electricity arched through his body. His eyes felt like they were on fire yet nobody came over to aid him, they only watched with their clipboards, writing down notes.
“Please!” He tried to scream but found his voice unheard over the screams that much rathered to tear from his vocal chords. “Get me out!” He tried to shout once more but it came out with his scream, becoming some distorted sound. The electricity cut off and he panted heavily, body trembling as he sat in the chair, bindings keeping him from sliding out. Eyes slowly opened, the feeling of flames licking at his eyes having vanished. His gaze lifted, glancing through the clear glass to the other observers.
‘We did it” One of the men said, looking at the slouched form in the chair. Electricity danced on the chair holdin
Knife“Mad... put the knife down”Knife2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cry stared cautiously at the other, watching as he held the knife tightly in his hand.
“Put the knife down...” Mad mumbled, still clutching it tightly. Cry held his hands up cautiously, not wanting to provoke him in this state.
“That’s right” Cry replied. “It’s alright, just put the knife down and everything will be okay” He soothed, slowly moving out to grab Mad’s arm. The other moved and Cry jerked back in fear, wanting to keep all his limbs.
“It’s gonna be okay, huh?” Mad asked, looking at the knife. “Everything will be okay, right?” He asked. Raising his eyes, he stared at Cry, gaze boring into his soul before breaking off with hysterical laughter that made shivers run rampant among Cry’s spine. He raised the knife and Cry flinched.
“Jeez Mad!” Cry shouted with irritation, looking at the watermelon on the table, sliced in half messily. Some o
SNEAK PEEK: Project MASK(Warning: Again, not much warning for right now. But 13+ just in case.)SNEAK PEEK: Project MASK2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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, torn and dirty, same with his jeans and shoes. He coughed again, sending the first a sharp glare through the eye-holes of his slightly cracked poker faced mask as he readjusted it correctly on his face. Wind rushed through and blew the dust away, ruffling the second figure's brown hair as blue electricity crackled around his forearms. The first figure's lips
Cryaotic: Let's Play(Warnings: General insanity. Some language.)Cryaotic: Let's Play2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a difficult day today. It had been normal until Virus woke up. He usually sleeps a lot so I was a little more than just surprised.
I had been playing a game with a friend, Pewds to be exact. The day itself had been pretty quiet until we started a co-op game. I can't even remember what game it was but it was a scary one.
It happens sometimes that Virus likes to show when I'm really scared. I guess it's because he likes fear. Or at least that's what he always says. He once said to me that there was no emotion more delicious than fear. I still am not sure what the hell he was talking about.
Anyway, I was playing when we both got a good jump scare. It wasn't that big a deal but I guess it was enough to make Virus visit. Next thing I knew he was sitting next to me.
"H-h-h-how long ha-have you been pla-pl-playing?" He draped himself around me shoulders. I hate the way he sounds when he talks. His voice is just like mine but I always know i
PewdieCry - A New Way of Gaming - Chapter 1"H-How's it going bros? My name is Pewdiepie, and welcome to the livestream. Tonight we're gonna play some games and try to have an all-nighter. In my last video I asked you guys what games you want to see me play. So I chose three, Amnesia, Bloody Trapland and Left 4 Dead. Now I know what you are thinking. Pewdie two of them are multiplayer, so I brought along a friend to help out." Pewdie smiled towards the livestream chat on his computer. Seeing the amount of people commenting on who it was, they knew who it was already.PewdieCry - A New Way of Gaming - Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Sup' guys." A voice appeared, but no facecam for the gamer. Pewdie had decided since his latest videos with Cry had been so famous why not do a livestream together. Cry was one of Pewdie's closest friend and a fellow gamer commentator like himself. Together they had played a few games and the bros all seemed to enjoy the hilarious pair. Cry was a mystery to the YouTube world; he had never shown his face or ever really described himself. All the world knew was his r
Virtual Reality - Guess Who's Back? - Chapter One Book 3 - Chapter One - Here We Go Again...Virtual Reality - Guess Who's Back? - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What the hell is this?" The question was directed at my computer monitor. What used to be an interactive scene in Yume Nikki morphed to a very familiar title screen. Adrenaline pumped through me as I read the words there: Amnesia A Machine for Pigs. With a strange yelp of fear I rolled my chair back.
"No, I'm not playing this. I refuse. Pewdie told me about this, just no." Despite my protests the screen flashed white. The white light seemed to escape the monitor and swallow me up as I unwillingly passed out.
When my eyes opened again I reached up to rub them but was blocked my something. Frantically I clawed at my face then ripped off the object covering it. I turned the small circular thing in my hands to notice a face printed on it that I easily recognized as my character. With a smile I replaced the mask, laughing at the fact