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Post by epiklow on Oct 2, 2010 9:15:26 GMT -5
IT'S OCTOBER ALREADDDY!!! So awesome. Anyways; [glow=red,2,300] CONTEST #1[/glow][glow=red,2,300] Scariest Story[/glow] Your mission: To write the scariest story. This isn't about the most gore, or the most swear words, but the story that will make it hard to sleep at night. The story that will be making us check under our beds and in our closets. Rules: You CAN swear. Profanity is not an issue. No longer than 500 words.Story has to be set in October. Can be in any time period. Be creative. Have fun! [glow=red,2,300]Deadline:[/glow] Devil's Night. Saturday October 30th 2010.
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Post by lordhowl on Oct 2, 2010 12:23:59 GMT -5
Ginger Snap based?
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Post by sophielovessam on Oct 2, 2010 16:47:08 GMT -5
Whooo!
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Post by Grim The Weird on Oct 3, 2010 2:34:56 GMT -5
haha sounds fun xD i will be atempting this for sure. im still procrastinaiting on the werewolf for round 4 >.< but i thik i have a idea of what im going to do.
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Post by †Wicky Wicked† on Oct 3, 2010 3:21:52 GMT -5
Really cool idea epiklow . But can the deadline be moved to one week later? I don't have a lot of time this week and really want to participate. Then I can write it next weekend.
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Post by epiklow on Oct 4, 2010 8:37:30 GMT -5
@ lordhowl: Can be Ginger Snaps based , but doesn't have to be. @grim: Hehe try your best!! I still gotta do round 4 too >.< @ Wicky: Thanks! : D Would the 13th work? I wasn't too sure how much time everyone needed. Good luck everyone!
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Post by lordhowl on Oct 4, 2010 22:16:45 GMT -5
Okay, here's my entry. Hope you all enjoy. Amanda's Heart Tony crept through the darkening urban fields at dusk, a carefully wrapped gift in his hands for Amanda. He had left the sidewalks to cut through the rubble of factories and backyards of derelict homes to avoid being caught. A few hobos and a kid saw him, but nobody important. He thought only of her. At 15, his love for Amanda transcended every human law. In the October dusk, the wind blew cold. He did not feel it; while thinking of her, he never felt cold. The darkness was almost total as he arrived at their rendezvous point. He crossed the cracked-up parking lot toward the abandoned clay-works factory. She had always loved old buildings, she had been inclined toward goth, though lately it had become a matter of necessity. He entered through the window he always used. Entering a different way might alarm her, and it was best not to do that. The darkness inside did not bother him anymore. He didn't even bring a light this time. “Hey!” he said. “Amanda?” His foot kicked against something. He looked down. A human head. She'd been at it again. He heard her growl back, and understood it, “Tony, darling!” She growled again, “And I smell a gift!” To him, the words were clear. To anyone else, they were only growls and snarls. “Yeah!” he said. “I can't surprise you; you know what it is. Be careful with the hunting, they'll catch you.” “They won't catch me,” she snorted. She stepped into the room on all fours. Since the previous full moon, she no longer walked on two legs, though her shoulders and elbows still looked mostly human little else did. She could still grasp, though her claws were inches long. “Let me see.” He put the box down and unwrapped it. With his night vision getting better, he could see the bite scar she had given him on his right hand, hairs poking from it again. He opened the box and took out the gift. He had put it in a sealed plastic bag. He heard her low chuckling. He then opened the bag and put it on the floor in front of her. It was a human heart. Drusilla's heart. Amanda sniffed it. He could sense her becoming enraged. “You fuck up! I said to kill her painfully!” “I couldn't. People would have heard . . .” “Bullshit!” she roared. “You still loved her!” A bite ripped his arm and a swipe knocked him back against the wall beneath the window where he entered. She loomed over him as he bled helplessly. To his surprise, she spared him, and instead went back to devour the heart. She looked back at him, eyes glowing gold, and he heard her growls say, “Stay now. You won't love her much longer.” The full moon was only four nights away.
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Post by †Wicky Wicked† on Oct 5, 2010 12:10:32 GMT -5
@ lordhowl: Can be Ginger Snaps based , but doesn't have to be. @grim: Hehe try your best!! I still gotta do round 4 too >.< @ Wicky: Thanks! : D Would the 13th work? I wasn't too sure how much time everyone needed. Good luck everyone! the 13th would be good for me! Thanks good story lordhowl!
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Post by sophielovessam on Oct 5, 2010 17:21:49 GMT -5
I have an idea, why not keep them all open until halloween night, and then announce the winners after or would that be too difficult? I just thought about that actually and it sounds pretty stupid lol
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Post by nat on Oct 5, 2010 19:55:26 GMT -5
Ok, I finished an entry, but I thought I'd make a warning, cus it's pretty scary and not in a typical way.
One Week Left
The man who had no face stood over the bed of the child named Lauren. Staring at the outline of the sleeping child, he fantasized about the days to come and what he’d do. He sat alone in the room looking down at her, perched on the stool in the middle of the room, he craned his neck to get a better look at her face. She looked to mature for being only seven. Trying not to wake her, he held in a moan as his work was done and he pulled his hand out of his pants. He wanted to kiss her before he left, but decided against it, there would be time for that later, but tonight he had finished what he came for. Squinting through the dark he looked at the calendar on the door. October 16, still another week till your mine, the man thought. As he slipped out the window leaving everything as it was, the man with no face smiled and tried to contain his excitement. All the preparations had been made. On the 23 of October, Lauren would be on a field trip to the pumpkin farm, where he’d have plenty of opportunities to take her. Walking with a spring in his step, the man with no name returned to his home and awaited Laurens arrival. The next week would be hardest, but he knew from past experience that the week after would be very satisfying and well worth the wait."It's just one more week." he told himself. "Just one more week."
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Post by †Wicky Wicked† on Oct 6, 2010 12:36:08 GMT -5
Wow Nat creepy story!
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Post by sophielovessam on Oct 6, 2010 15:20:15 GMT -5
Wow nat! That's creepy! Very good though
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Post by epiklow on Oct 7, 2010 8:50:59 GMT -5
Sophie that's a good idea!!! Is everyone else alright with announcing the winners on Halloween? So that means the deadline for all contests can be on Devil's Night? Awesome entries by the way!! Creeeeeeepyyy
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Post by †Wicky Wicked† on Oct 9, 2010 9:51:22 GMT -5
Yeah I agree Also gives me more time to think of a story.
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Post by epiklow on Nov 1, 2010 18:34:56 GMT -5
Okay everyone! Contest #1 is closed! Please vote above Thank you for all who entered.
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Post by epiklow on Nov 9, 2010 22:08:48 GMT -5
Wooo. I don't know how to close the polls, BUT the POLLS ARE NOW CLOSED Winner of GS Halloween Contest #1: nat!! Congrats!! Creepy story.
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Post by †Wicky Wicked† on Nov 10, 2010 14:03:13 GMT -5
The poll has now been locked. Nat congrats!!
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Post by lordhowl on Nov 10, 2010 16:13:35 GMT -5
Congrats Nat.
I had forgotten to vote!
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Post by nat on Nov 13, 2010 16:11:27 GMT -5
... wait, I won!?! SUCCESS!! *runs onto stage* I wanna thank my mama, and I wanna thank Jesus, and that one teacher who taught me how to write! Without them, none of this would be possible!! *cries* Thank you all so much. *gets dragged away by security* AND FUCK YOU TAYLOR!!!! I MADE IT!!! I'M KING OF THE MOTHERFUCKING WOOOOOOOOOOORLD!!!!! WORSHIP MEEEE!!!! WOOOOORSHIP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
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Post by insanereaper on Nov 13, 2010 18:35:08 GMT -5
*sitting by curtians backstage* *looks at the director/producer* This is why I turned down the part of the vain person in favor of the insane one...
OT time! I'm not a stalker. Oh by the way guys your all out of milk. Though you would like to know...
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