As always, I'm impressed with the talent of the people who watch my little corner of the world. As a token of my appreciation, here's a feature for you.
Dream StuckA creepy young woman stands in her even creepier room. Seventeen years ago she was given life, but today we will try to remember her name, what is it again?
>Enter Name (Evil Jackass)
Wrong answer, try again.
>Enter Name Again
Her name is Steph Plikin.
Her room is rather messy with black clothes on the floor with some headless dolls. Some opened blood packs from last years halloween party are dipping its beautiful red liquid onto your carpet. Sadly your dad would get after you for not cleaning it up, but should you?
>Ignore Stain and Get onto the Computer
You don't really like the computer, but since you can't go to her house and the suns out you will probably pester her.
You check the pesterchum list, she is online, good, you go pester her about anything new and if you can come over her house.
-- mythicalGrim [MG] began pestering diabolicalTarot [DT] at 20:41 --
[08:42] MG: HI!d
[08:42] DT: ugh, hello
[08:43] MG: whets wgong?
[08:43] DT: your spelling
That Forgotten Infection
Tricked, we were tricked into this cave. Tricked we was, yes, tricked. But, why can I now remember? I can remember their voices, all of them. I was a monster, I want to die, I killed people, I ate their flesh, and that makes me a monster. I cry, the air smells like blood, my eyes are gone, but I can still see. I feel so sad, my heart feels like lead.
The other infected move around, still dead inside, they will never to feel again. I move my body, slowly, deeper into the dark, dark cave, to find something, anything.
I pause at a mouth of a cave, light was streaming from it. The light was warm, so warm; it made the weight in my heart ease a little. I take a deep breath, the air was fresh and scented with a warm vanilla and something else, but it was also sweet, like honey, or maybe sweeter.
Slowly I moved into the bright cave, the scent made me light headed. I paused when I was deep enough in the cave, already lost.
But this scent, it sang me to sleep, and I could of sworn I sa
Fabric of Dreams~ Prologue ~
The red light glares at you angrily from the camera as you stare into the lense "this will be my last live stream video" you say to it, it broadcasting it to the world live from a haunted house "I will not be answering any questions, but if I do, it isn't me, I won't be coming back after this, I know it's my last, now, let's find us a monster" you say flipping the camera to look out infront of you with the flash light straped on the top of it.
As you walk through the house, the video gets major sound and image distortion. The house was ruined and a lot of the doors were closed and locked, or they weren't locked. You stumble in the house, looking for the one thing you was here for.
You shine the camera down at the corner of a door, it was a normal doll, just too pale, too plain, and too long. You close your eyes in fear, you found one sign. You open the door, and stumble inside the room, looking everywhere. You pause in front of a door, another sign, a circle with an X on i
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