Basics

Name(s): The Terror, The Phobia, Haunting Phobia, The Stalker, The Scarecrow, Trick-or-Treat, The Bone Monster, Watching Eyes, The Silhouette, The One Impaled by Bones, The Black Fog, Hallowed Creature, The Field Stalker, The Field Watcher, The Spirit of Хэллоуин (All of these are names that this creature has been labeled with over the many years that it has been sighted by different people. These labeled names most often pop up in police records of sightings или newspaper Статьи about sightings of the creature).
If character has one, REAL name: Hallows.
Reason for Name: People do...

Mobius Academy Предварительный просмотр chapter for contest

Chapter one

Dear parent(s) или guardian(s), your child has been accepted to the high learnings of “Mobius Academy”, a wonderful landscape far away from detractions but close enough to a good size town for him/her to relax on weekends as well as state of the art dorm room, which he/she has the ability to choose roommates for if they wish to. so please fill out the sign-up sheet on the Далее page and send it back for your child to come and learn at Mobius Academy.

Thank you,
from the Dean of Mobius Academy.


A conflict of thoughts went through the female...

Several months later. They had just recently found a place to stay. Slightly closer to Ripper's house. The kids are out of school for the summer. Right now they are in their rooms asleep for the night as Night and Aldinach are getting something to eat. ''How does it taste?''
    ''A lot better then I expected! I just hope I won't get sick like last time.''
    ''Don't worry. Besides your not the only vampire that would like something еще then just blood,'' he chuckles. ''I had looked up different things for vamps to eat. There wasn't a lot, as I expected,...

THE SON OF THE ROYAL FAMILY! behold, prince sparky! the royal preist excaimed.

should we tell him? the Queen whispered.
no.........replied the king...................

but!-
no...............





the baby..........why? the Queen sulked.

i don't know, dear...........the king сказал(-а) sternly.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Her eyes twinkled with excitement.
She was looking at a boy that the group found laying on the beach, unconscious and clutching a small chest-thing in his hand. "What do Ты think he's like?" She asked a boy that was with her. He has the same jet black hair as she, along with the same pale blue eyes. He shook his head doubtfully.
"Hopefully nothing like Lee." Another boy -blond with gray fur, somewhere around 10 to 11, and a scar on his right eye- smacked the other boy upside the head. "Not funny, Zavier." The boy -Lee- remarked.
Another male -green fur, with каштан brown hair, around 12-...

My сердце rate was untellable. All I can say is, it was fast. And I don't mean just as if Ты finished a suspenseful movie или anything like that. My сердце was racing as if I just ran 10 heart-throbbing, unforgivable miles.
The man jerked his hand forward, palm up, inches away from my face.
"I'm not gonna tell Ты again," he growled at me angrily, panting between each word, "Give, me, that, BOX. Ты don't want to know what happens if Ты don't put it in my hands this very minute!" His voice raised louder, word-by-word, until he was shouting, his thick spit splashing onto my face. I held the box...

Shion opened a door and ran inside a dark room. He bumped into someone. a voice in the dark сказал(-а) "AHH! G-SIL!!!!!!" another voice сказал(-а) "WAIT?!?! G-Sil is in here?!?!?" all different voices started panicking. Finally, Shion found the light switch and turned in on. All the guests had hid in this one room (which is a supply closet) they looked at one another, and screamed, surprised to see they weren't the only ones hiding in this closet. Everyone started panicking again. "What are we gonna do?" "I'm too young to die!!!" Dark Drum then shouted "SHUT UP!!!!!!!" Kiseki сказал(-а) "Dark Drum is right,...

Time for Adventures in Конфеты Land with Thetacoman!
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My name is Maccabre de Angelo, the Энджел of Horror. I am a black лиса, фокс with yellow eyes.
I'm traveling with Merci de Angelo, the Энджел of Mercy. He's a white волк with black eyes.
He saved me from the slavemaster my parents sold me to so they could buy things.
And we're about to deleiver some horror.
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I feel the child on my back.
I feel the wisps of his breath quietly parting my fur.
Most of all, I feel companionship. For the first time since I was born, I feel happiness.
And I also feel anticipation.
We are about to take vengence on the people who...

I need to let this shit off...I just need to. This is also for the motherfuckers that don't know where I'm coming from with this. I am NOT a rich kid that gets whatever he wants whenever he wants. I'm almost the exact opposite of that crap. I need to explain how I got to the way I am...It won't be a very good autobiography, I'll keep it pretty short and sweet. This is all I know from vague или not memories and other sources...

I was born in Chicago, Illinois. My mother was a teenage prostitute...and my father was a foreign exchange student from some fucking place in the U.K. Fuck if I know exactly...