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Rudeboy Supreme!
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Joined: Fri Mar 23 2007, 06:37AMPosts: 1252 |
I would start first, but im about to leave,im putting my pay cheque to good use. Lets start up some stories. Theme: "Getting chased" (Non-Fiction) Imma check out this thread later to see how it is. PS: Idea came from Toasters Valentines day thread. |
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Joined: Sat Jun 23 2007, 10:49PMPosts: 1717 |
the end. | ||
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you would
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Joined: Sun Feb 12 2006, 01:08AMPosts: 2039 |
the end.lul. goat you have to give us something to go with, a nugget of information, dangle a carrot in front of our face. You can't just write "Theme, respond" and expect essays of response thread fails |
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scope_uk
Registered Member #389
Joined: Thu Aug 17 2006, 10:20PMPosts: 598 |
Hot on my tail, thirsty for blood, savages the lot of them, waiting, stalking and spying. My crime?...Fixing the broken, apparently my selfless acts cause friction among these beasts, they want to kill me cage me or bleed me dry just because I helped the needy. I'll start from the beginning, well one says beginning rather loosely infact I mean only twelve hours ago. "Good Night" "Sweet Dreams" Anyone who talks like that has obviously never slept before. It's exactly One Hundred and Eight hours since her death, my sweet sweet Julie, she was my life my passion my belonging. Enough ENOUGH, I will not ruin another day, I will leave this house leave this street and start anew. It was cold, too cold. I didn't want to leave the warmth of the bed, the hugging duvet protected me embraced my soul. Fighting the urge to slither back down and shut my eyes I left my haven and headed for the bathroom. Spite the cold it felt good standing naked, I felt complete for a brief second then like a knife the thought of her pierced me, eyes swelling I rushed for the sink. Even towels were stacked along the shelf, the floor sparkling clean, Doctor they used to call me, the best in a the city, but now here I was spending my days looking for a speck of dirt and uneven cushions and unpolished surfaces. My bathroom was my pride and joy, spotless it was clean as it could be. Opening the shaving cream I began to lather it in it felt smooth. I could hear each hair being stripped and ripped along each stroke the noise itself was unbearable but it was a necessary evil, one must look clean to gain a man's respect. I failed my driving lessons all three of them, I didn't want to repeat the trend of failure so I gave up. The hospital exactly nine miles away didn't take long on the tube, but the brief walk to the station was infuriating, leaving my home I glanced at the church opposite, I couldn't miss the fucking thing. "God loves you as God loves us" God a make believe fairy tale to help the children sleep, what "God" would let them take my Julie away, my daughter ,my life ,my soul. The beasts got to her, ironic really being run down by an ambulance. If I was one of them I could laugh, I tried to laugh but only the tears came. I could smell her stench, nauseating, urine and the smell of dirt. I couldn't move I was stuck next to this woman this dirty beast. I have to help her clean her do something, I can't let anyone endure this as I have, I am a Doctor after all. The trees sang a song as the wind blew through it, it covered my steps which was a good thing for this procedure wouldn't agree with the woman. I could see her clearly the dirty woman, pregnant it seamed probably why she pissed herself. I can't let the child be born into poverty now can I? The nearer I got the easier I could smell it, I tried not to gag but it was hopeless, it was too overpowering. Damn! She was alerted, quickly I grabbed her hair yanked her scalp. One swift blow to the temple did the trick, I must get her clean, a thought flew into my head "My bathroom was perfect for the job" but then that would violate it bringing a beast into my haven. The river would have to do. I could hear screams as I watched the woman's body bob up and down in the river she was now not a beast but clean, the water had purified her, cleansed her soul. "MURDERER MURDERER" spinning around I saw the scrawny thing, dark hair spectacles and wearing a school uniform, just like Julie but she was no Julie I could hear her raspy breath, sense the airways shrinking, something must be done! I am a doctor after all. I rushed to save her to mend her, fingers around her neck I squeezed I could sense the beast leave her. Her heartbeat was getting weaker, I squeezed harder. She was getting fixed. She went limp, I laid the clean pure body onto the grass and left. that's when I heard them the beasts the savages and their wailing alarms and flashing lights. I was a coward and I ran. I've always wanted to write a random short story, even though I'm shite it's still fun. Edited Sat Feb 16 2008, 04:52AM |
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Sir
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Joined: Tue Oct 10 2006, 01:13PMPosts: 2628 |
Um nice scope but it was supposed to be NON-FICTION. Which means not entirely made up. | ||
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scope_uk
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Joined: Thu Aug 17 2006, 10:20PM Posts: 598 |
It was non-fiction, It's part of my auto-biography | ||
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Anal Assassin
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Joined: Mon Oct 09 2006, 04:58AMPosts: 3848 |
Well, i'll start off by saying it wasnt pretty. I was actually nervous, and my heart was racing really fast. I didnt know what I was doing, frantically running about. My mind going in different directions. I was being chased. Scared for my life, I ran like hell. I stood no chance against the evil beings that were following me. Granted, I knew even after it all, I would be ok. Simply running back to my corpse was all I needed to do. But the Human Paladin and Gnome Warlock were very powerful, and I feared I would be camped for hours. I thought to myself, maybe I could turn and fight, but I dont have all my cooldowns. So instead I kept running, iceblocking and frost nova'ing when I had to. I tried to mount up and equip my riding gear, but they didnt give me a chance... Every time I tried, I got hit with a hammer of GG or a Skill Coil. So I just kept running and blinking ahead. Alas, I found open water! Yes! Here is my chance to get away from these wretched beasts of the alliance! My plan: Jump in, blink, and dive as deep as I could. I am Undead, and therefore can hold my breath far longer then any living being. I dove, deep, into the dark abyss... and I waited. I was safe, for now... Three minutes later I saw something moving in the distance. It was the warlock! "How could this be!", I thought to myself. Then I remembered, they have unending breath! This god forsaken spell that the devils themselves bestow upon their minions. I thought I was chop liver. So I turned and swam, searching in my inventory for something to give me an advantage. Then I saw it! A Swim Speed Potion! My luck just increased ten-fold! I drank it and swam 3 times faster then he ever could. I made it out of the water way before he did. I jumped onto my skeletal warhorse and equipped my riding gear. I threw a carrot on a stick, slung it over his head, and high tailed it out of there. I kept on going, never looking back... The End. Edited Sat Feb 16 2008, 05:26AM |
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scope_uk
Registered Member #389
Joined: Thu Aug 17 2006, 10:20PM Posts: 598 |
Glitch that was just, epic. Bravo. Command and Conquer right? | ||
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Rudeboy Supreme!
Registered Member #617
Joined: Fri Mar 23 2007, 06:37AM Posts: 1252 |
Ok, so this one time, We had a spot under two trees, quite large pine trees in the winter, the branches overlapped eachother. The spot was right across from the elementary school im my small but not to small town.So we hide right where the tree branches overlaped into a canopy of pine needles abouve our heads. We would gather snow (We get tons here) and make some snow balls, a car would drive by and we would spag the shit out of it. Now, there were 3 of us present and throwing snow balls.None of the cars would really stop, just slow down or not even be phased by it, hey who knows...maybe they didnt hear anything hit their car? All until shit got serious, we threw 3 snowballs out, one each and hit a red car,possible a pontiac.Not sure, I didnt get a look at it, i only saw the red, the snow balls hit it and the driver slam on the breaks.Immediatley me nad my friends started to run because a large fellow got out and jogged over to where we were at.Me and my friend josh went to the left of the house behind us, jumped a fence and hid behing a shed.Our friend Lennard (Sp?) went right around the house and into some open area, the the guy didnt bother chasing us further since we were gone. So after about 5 minutes of trying to find Lennard we were successful.We went back to the same spot that was giving us such a great vantage point to hear vehicles coming from a distance and have a hooded area to avoid drivers immediate sight. So we gather back up there, and we hear another car coming, now what I remember happening is this.The car drove by, we hit it.Then we heard a great deal of spinning tires from our right downt the road.Oh Gess what! Red Pontiac crazzy mother fucka as I call him. Was comign back to most likely give us a peice of his mind, OR his foot in our asses. Most likely the second one. So us three break up into the same spots, but Josh and lennard go together leaving me alone, So I was basically like "Well fuck that, turned around went BACK to our lil bomb spot, past the guy running into the yard, I was infront of him by about iunno.....5 feet if not 3?(Keep in mind, I WAS wearing my friends dads boots which were to big, and i was still booking it fast!) All I heard as my body kicks on the after burners is "Come back here you little fucker!" Now I had seen this man very well, not his face but his shape nad physique, He was no small man.He had to have been 6'-6'3" tall 200 pounds EASY and fairly broad shoulders, he had a jean jacket and jeans on which gave me the impression that he was a labour working man like most around here (Local Smelter) and would beat the fuck out of us (Me being 15, other two, 14). So i continued running, this time we did NOT stop at the fucking shed, because if we had we expected a very large hulk shaped green thing to come blasting threw it! So we walked about 3 blocks away to an apartment building threw all the shortcuts and backyards we could! We heard his distinct muffler on his car rio around that side of the valley for atleast an hour *thinking, FUCK DOES THIS GUY NOT HAVE SOMEWHERE TO BE!?!* Then we finally got home safe fwew.Twas a scary journey. I have another for when someone else puts one up that is real. PS: I almost shit a brick or two when i ran back in front of the guy, he almost fucking grabbed me! Edited Sat Feb 16 2008, 07:06AM |
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b4ndito
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Joined: Fri Jan 04 2008, 06:59AMPosts: 3385 |
Running... Always running. Escape was my only option. Swarms of them hunted me. Survival was only putting off the inevitable fact that haunted me. I would become one with the fallen. I walked into the cool breeze. The end of summer stalked me like one of them. The crackling of leaves under my feet, the howl of a harsh wind. I detested the irony of my situation. Death was imenint. |
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