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I AM... Agent 13 Chapter 1Chapter 1- In the warm night.
The moon was just peering over the awning in the square of a quiet little town just outside of Ruby Falls as a young girl, about sixteen years old or so strolled by, listening to the iPod her mother bought her the morning prior to this. She stopped in a hollow halt as a man in his twenties or so sat on the corner, gazing at the cats playing on a nearby balcony. She sheepishly peered at him to see the way he looked in the dim street light above them. His hair was a dark brown, perhaps an oak tint. His right eye was a darker brown and his left was cradled behind a black strip of fabric. His skin color was an average Caucasian white and wore a slim black suit like a formal buisness professional. He tore his sight from the cats for a moment to examine his sudden guest before getting back to the playful pair. She wore a Sapphire blue hat over her light brown hair, like a autumn leaf shade. She bared Emerald green eyes and fairly tanner skin, wrapped up in a loo
The True Nightmares By Dillon HowellThe True Nightmares by Dillon Howell
I love reading Creepypastas. The chills, the questions, the unknown... It's all gold in my eyes in a way, but I have a story I must share with you that will change you just like it did me.
It was a fun day at my mom's house when I was about seven or eight. It was about five days until Christmas and my sister and I were ecstatic. We wondered so deeply about what we may get this year. After a while, I got so eager I started to hop up and down on my bed as hard as I could while my sister went to get a drink. I stopped when my mom opened the door, tears in her eyes. At that moment, I went numb. It's after December now and i'm standing beside my uncle's coffin. The car crash made him look so much worse than I would've believed. After the service ended, his fiance gave me an old Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time cartridge for the Nintendo 64 he gave to me the birthday before. I was shaken. He NEVER let anyone touch this cartridge. He let me watch him play
Mario Party: The Descent
Mario Party: The Descent by Dillon Howell
One night, me and a friend, nicknamed Luna because of her resemblance and characteristics of Luna from MLP:FiM, decided to play an new N64 ROM hack called Mario Party: The Descent. I believed it looked good on the site's screenshots and asked her to join me for a quick test run before I choose to keep it or destroy it. As I loaded the rom, Luna slightly twitched at what she said was pure excitement. When the game finished loading, I noticed the color of the game was duller and had the title "Mario Party The Descent" in a jaded, block-like font in only grey letters, kinda like the ones on the Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door. I was ready to test my skills at this "harder than any Mario hack", but Luna asked me if I was sure I was okay with it and shifted slightly as we went straight to the versus mode,as if it chose for us, in a once again normally shaded game rules pipe. It was when the game dropped us on the game map we noticed what made it
MGM Gate 1 (Part 12)
Lucas walked straight up to Trevor and said, before Chaney could depart, "Okay, it's a black lion, it's not going to be easy to spot at night. Again! I think someone took him. Really! I don't think he could have escaped."
"Who could have... just taken a triumphant lion?! And a black one?! Who ever heard of a black lion?! Look," Trevor said before he was interrupted by his partner...
"Is there such a thing as a black lion?" Chaney asked, more like wondering out loud. "I mean, we're not animal experts," Chaney looked at Trevor and said, "maybe we should look into this."
Trevor took a deep breath. His mind went blank. "Okay okay," Trevor looked at Lucas and said "Let me see the animal's licence and read his bio,"
All eyes were on Chaney, he stood about 5,7 with dark curly hair, puffy brown eyes and his light skin looked tanned to a crisp. He looked too much like a pretty boy to be a policeman. But too nice to have a profound effect on Trevor.
Trevor turned back to Chaney and said "Even st
Capitulo 1 hoja 3... CreoTávicos alzó la mano derecha a la altura de su cabeza y tronó los dedos. Al instante el chico güero a la izquierda de Távicos corrió hacia donde iniciaba el pasillo, ocultó el cuerpo tras el edificio y asomó la cabeza para vigilar. El que estaba a la derecha de Távicos, el gordito, se colocó detrás de Jamiel y le agarró los brazos para que no pudiera moverse.
-¡Suéltalo!- gritó Rhok mientras Jamiel forcejeaba inútilmente, el gordito tenía una fuerza increíble en los brazos y Jamiel no era fuerte, por lo que zafarse resultaba imposible.- ¡Déjalo ir de una vez! No quiero que termine en pelea.-
Jamiel dejó de forcejear para decir.- Pelear es ilegal.-
-Si,-lo calló Rhok -ya cállate.- Rhok y Távicos se quedaron mirándose por unos segundos, pero la "paz" no duraría mucho. Távicos levantó su puño derecho y fue directo a Rhok. É
6 girls/ 5 worlds: Partie 3: les deux boulets-du coter de Feuille-
Feuille: bon maintenant il faut que je trouve le cerveau....*appel Tweanie sur son téléphone*
hey Tweanie! C'est dans quel salle le cerveau déjà?
Tweanie: bah on voit que t'y a jouer au jeu --' bref, le cerveau est dans le casier du prof pédophile et le casier se trouve dans la salle où on rencontre Ayaka, la fangirl du pédo...et
Feuille: ok merci à plus! *coupe le téléphone*
-du coter de Tweanie-
Tweanie: mais j'avais pas fini t'as pas la clé enfoirée!!! en plus, c'est pas tout de suite faut d'abord libéré le gros moche qui est coincer dans un casier...bon, je vais aller chercher cette tête moi, ah ouai mais je dois être pleine de sang pour que ça marche...putain j'ai besoin de kiara! pourquoi on s'est séparé en faite? ...
-du coter de feuille-
Feuille: *entre dans la salle* alors! ce casier...
Ayaka: hey Feuille tu arrive au bon moment!
Cat Взгляд напротив.
На часах уже полночь. Унялись привычные звуки городского быта: не гудит кран, замолкли многочисленные соседские дети. Ночник заливае
Running Out of Time Chapter 8
Aline sighed as Dean drove the Impala over to the Morton House. It had been a few weeks since Sam found out about her deal and the fact that she was a half-demon (he figured it out on his own a week later when she attempted to perform an exorcism).
Grand Funk's “We're an American Band” was playing on the radio.
She looked out the window staring at nothing in particular before spotting a light from a flashlight that looked to be aimed at the chain link fence in front of the house. “Hey, I think I see someone!” she stated, pointing at the fence.
Sam pulled out a flashlight of his own as Dean slowed the car to a crawl. He aimed the light at the fence. Aline stuck her head out the open window and looked around, making sure to look at the fence. The light had disappeared.
“Weird,” she muttered as they drove out of sight of the fence. “I coulda swore I saw someone.”
Dean shrugged. “Maybe it was just some kind
The Curse of the Diaper pt.13The Curse of the Diaper pt.13
The three babies awoke groggily in the hot-pink nursery. Toys that had been thrown about and played with lay sprawled and dead across the room. It seemed the only thing that was alive in the room was a figure standing at the front of the room. Her cute, curly blonde hair ran just past her shoulders and "Rosie" was now sporting a rather tight tube top to show off her marvellous assets, and a pair of stunning shorts. Her makeup was done flawlessly, complementing her eyes, mouth and complexion to the extremes. It was a shame her perfume was drowned out by the smell of overused diapers. But nothing could get her down. Today was the day.
The three: Lucy, Mai and Josephine, limply turned their heads from their large cots to see Rosie.
'Once we've conducted a little diapey change, I have something to show you.'
Rosie waved her hands and a grand door appeared behind her. A twisted, golden vine patterned its way about
Used- Poor Condition “One TV, used, good condition." He clicked his tongue and set the box aside before picking up another. His long, crooked fingers peeled through the Styrofoam and his clouding eyes lit up. “Oh an old Gameboy, haven’t seen one of these in a while, should fetch a decent price with a retro gamer." I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t really required.
“And oh-“ He opened the last box and peeled back the material surrounding it. “Well… we don’t see many of these.” Again I said nothing, just waited patiently for him to give me a figure. He plucked a loupe from a drawer beneath the counter and picked out a lens. His nose was almost in the box as he inspected it. “My, my…”
“Do you take them or not?” I broke my silence to give him a dark look.
“We take anything that has value… and there is a small market for this particular object. But... are you sure?”
6 girls/ 5 worlds: Partie 2: c'est deja la bordelZombarlex: Onigawa-qui? .w.
Evaly: c'est le *fait des guillemet avec ses doigts* "président du conseil des élèves" dans Misao
Feuille: *commence à rire* ahahahah c'est con! XD
Les autres filles: ? .w.
Feuille: *continue de rire* c'est fou! on fait toute le même rêve ! xD
Kiara: je suis pas vraiment sûr que ce soit un rêve...
Feuille: hein? .w.
Evaly: c'est vrai que c'est vachement réaliste...
Tweanie: *touche l'épaule d'Onigawara* je comfirme, ce type est réel -w-
Helyria: donc je récapitule...on était entrée par effraction dans une école, on a ouvert un putain de livre hanté et maintenant on est dans un Rpg d'horreur japonnais ?! O_o
Zombarlex: mais ça n'a pas de sens ! *regarde Kiara* mignonne ta petite jupette on dirait un uniforme comme dans les animés ...
Kiara: merci mais je porte pas de....*regarde ses vêtement* AAAAAH!!!
Evaly: *regarde toute les filles* o-on a les uniformes de l'
The Last Of LightThe Last Of Light
The walls got tighter and the corridor chilled his very core as a noble Cry made his shaky way down to the stairs leading himself to the ground floor of the once beloved home of a dear friend of his since childhood. They had grown apart long before the sudden disappearance of the said friend and Cry went to visit him the night mere moments before he heard the news. With each loud creak of shifting floor boards, he found himself more shaken than he once began. 'I feel like every wall is plastered with eyes. What happened here that made this all so surreal only hours ago?' As he tried in a seemingly vain attempt to grasp logical causes, he was greeted by an eerie tone of footsteps coming down the hall, by the sound of it, just a few feet away! Cry slowly turned his head as horror struck him so hard, he could scarcely mutter a single sentence before feeling stiff to his very soul, "What have you done,...?"
To be continued...
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