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| Carniku | Mar 11 2009, 06:25 PM Post #1 |
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the eternal badass
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To look at it, you wouldn't know this was the same cabin used to hold Girl's Night Only, it was suddenly run down, cobwebs covering areas of it and the windows broken. Shows what Plot Neccessities can DO to a place... no doubt it'll be fine by the time anyone else thinks to come up here. Anyway... the woods have gotten scarier too, not sure how THAT happened. I mean, it's like anti feng shui, everything looks just a little off. You'd think, all things considered, now would be a HORRIBLE time to have a Ghostly Night of Ghouls and Horrors. But, this was what Carniku had decided, like the idiot he is, to have. His original plan was to just to hide from his dad for a few days since he managed to break into his dorm room and tore his bed to shreds while trying to find him... so, he had to sleep at home. Or! He did this! And slept in the cabin in the woods! His Dad'd NEVER find him there! He stuck a sheet up on the message board saying a ghostly evening was going on and took care not to sign his name (his Dad wasn't THAT dumb) and that they were to turn up at the Cabin in the woods with either a) Horror Movies and a means to Project b) Ghost Stories to tell everyone c) Food as he forgot to get any d) Probably some blankets too, since it was surprisingly cold last night As he finally approached the Cabin, he noticed the subtle changes almost immediately. Mostly because, last night he'd had WINDOWS "The hell happened here? Did someone just do this overnight?... Or is there some evil force doing this?" He paused for a second, waited and looked around for an ambush. Was quite disapointed when one didn't come, and broke into the cabin the same way he had for the last few days. It was dusty inside too... which was weird but... nah, enough weird humour, you get the idea. He examined the surfaces, nothing too bad yet... except for that mysterious cellar trap door thing. He lifted it up with one hand (ignoring the rope) and plodded inside, looking around the now creepy tunnel underneath the secluded cabin "Who BUILT this?" He asked the open air as he explored the shadowy passage... anyone snickers your getting a left hook. He came to the end and casually lifted up a tape recorder, interesting. He saw a book and touched it for a second before realising WHAT the cover felt like "BWAAAAHH!!! Oh, that is DISGUSTING, ewwww, ewww, Man, I am NOT touching that, no way, no how, the Book can STAY!" With this note, Carniku darted back up the stairs and glanced at the tape-recorder in his hand. Wonder if it had anything good on it... ((OOC: Everyone! If you posted in the initial thread post here! But be aware, posession may occur... but nobody dies or HAS to be, its just for laughs. Cool? POST!)) |
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| Kira Rounin | Mar 11 2009, 08:02 PM Post #2 |
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"Gah," Kira let out a tired, abrupt vocalization of just how much of a nuisance it was to carry the large, heavy bag all by her lonesome. Though many may not expect it from someone as physical fit (and vertically challenged) as Kira, she had quite the sweet tooth. Thus, when the idea of camping came up, she couldn't help herself but to gather as much chocolate, marshmallows, and gram crackers as she possibly could. Of course, the thought of other taste buds came into effect, then drinks... then a cooler... all and all, when it was all said and done, Kira was dragging a cooler, filled to the brim, through the forest with another bag of other necessities; a few snacks, and her favorite horror books. Her flashlight was held in her mouth, her teeth clinging to the ridges of the handle as she attempted to sort through the path of the forest toward the cabin. Panting and heaving, she finally managed to view the cabin in sight. And, what a sight it was. It seemed someone had vandalized the cabin since the last time she had been there, or perhaps, seemed to set the mood for the evening's festivities. Still, the broken windows wouldn't do much good to protect them from the cold, should a stormy night approach. She took a short break in her travels, then continued her way up the path and toward the entrance of the cabin, where she saw a shadowed figure moving about. "Mrph, rph, h'r!" her words were muffled by the fact that the flashlight was still in her mouth. As she spoke, the light went in all sorts of directions, fluttering about. The crimson girl almost lost her grip, shaking her head in a manner that would hopefully keep the device latched to her teeth. Bent nearly all the way over, she managed to catch it before she felt, and let out a sigh of relief as she straightened her back. Dropping the cooler and the bag next to her (which she just now realized she could have done to prevent the flashlight from falling), she reached for that very light and began to make her way inside. "Hello?" Kira peered inside, hoping to find a person and not a ghost; of course, the latter would always be welcome. The petite girl always had a knack for such mysteries and horror-type scenarios, albeit a secret passion. |
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| Affirmative Smackdown | Mar 11 2009, 08:45 PM Post #3 |
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Mandy & Cid: The Tastey Cream Team
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What in the world could have convinced the fashionista that a camping, horror movie and story night was a good idea? Well - we'll never really know. What we do know is that armed with a fabulous new Coach murse, with a matching rolling luggage Keigo was armed and fashion ready. The evening glow setting his complexion aglow, basking in the post facial ecstasy of another great day. To celebrate his first day at a new school, he had skipped all classes and splurged on the newest thing: a viper venom facial. His skin felt great! So supple and soft; anyone would be jealous of such perfect skin. He'd brought enough with him for the night. Victoria Secret Pink brand pajama bottoms and a contrasting pink tank top, some fuzzy slippers, his all important sleeping beauty eye cooling mask, all of his skin care products, a change of clothes for tomorrow, sleeping bag, pillow, and some snacks and mineral water. Yes, he had everything he would need for tonight. Running a freshly manicured hand through his hair he paused on the trail, removing his clear sunglasses to gaze ahead, he pulled his small, rolling luggage up next to him. In the distance he could see someone opening the door to a ramshackle, rundown shack of a place. "Oh Mary," looking down at his chocolate colored Steve Madden track shoes (now who in the world would call this a track shoe? It's a track shoe for people who want to stand on the side and say they ran when really, they just stand there and stretch and pose). He'd compromised on looking truly fantastic and instead had worn jeans, coupled with a cream button down shirt and light brown lounge sweater. Well he was here now. Proceeding to the shack several minutes behind the heavily laden girl, he tip toed up the creaking stairs, shuddering at how rundown it was and oh - how gross it must be! Of course at this moment it wouldn't do for there to NOT be a creepy crawly thing to fall on our fantabulously accessorized fashionesta causing him to jump, scream like a little girl and proceed to the nearest person he saw, screaming like a little girl, "GET IT OFF OF ME! GET IT! GET IT BEFORE IT BITES ME! IT'S POISONOUS - I KNOW! OH PLEASE, BEFORE IT MESSES UP MY HAIR! GET IT! GET IT! GET IT!" |
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| Dark Prince | Mar 11 2009, 09:12 PM Post #4 |
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Call me cute again...
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After spending god knows how long in bed looking at the ceiling of at the hospital healing from the wounds gain in that stupid duel he had. He was black on his feet, during one of his walks through school he found something at the message board that caught his attention I do need to make more friends
Well after thinking it through, one thing struck him clearly The only friend I have is mister I cant keep my self out of a dipper who is clearly going to grow into a phedo, Yuck. Yes I need this badly He when thought his stuff and prepared for the trip, clothes, a sleeping bag, a Zippo lighter, small led flash light, six different Horror movies, a small DVD, the speakers from his pc and lastly a small Tv, hey he was not going to carry a monster around . Once at the forest you may be asking how the hell he is caring all his stuff, well he’s not Alan is a cheater right next to him was his summon carrying all his stuff and then some, he only had a his flashlight lighting the way. Nice Place he sighted at the view of the great cabin that may would die trying to get in. he walk closer and saw a guy and a girl. Hi, The name is Alan the girl seem familiar whit at this time of night who knew an he was not going to flash the light at her face that would be rude. |
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| Lord Massacre | Mar 11 2009, 09:42 PM Post #5 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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(There are just some things that are better left alone, and other things that can't be helped but touched. For instance, that book... No, nevermind. Nobody other than Carniku saw it. No point talking about it NOW, even though some people from this school HAD seen it before, or others like it. Best ye not think about it, because this end of the tale starts with a girl of some unique origins. She is of average height and apparently Caucasian. Her eyes are red, to match the markings on her face, arms, and legs. She wears what appears to be a blackish-and-midnight-blue battledress, and she had long silver hair. The most important feature are...the wings. Eight of them. Larger when in use, smaller when not. Six were on her back and two were on either side of her head. This was a point of importence because she was flying in, having seen a flyer attached to a message board...) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Many times, lacking the motivation to make another futile search for Reinforce or train herself, she found herself wandering without definite purpose. It was just sort of an automatic walk, as though her mind and personality were elsewhere. As a matter of fact, they were, because she was reaching out to locate members of her kin, a thing out of place, or something... AHS lacked these things as of now, and all places surrounding, but there were many curious energies around...worth investigating. Then, for a moment, she paused.) "Hmmm?" (Something written on a piece of paper, indicating ghostly happenings. That caught her attention, because it was up her avenue of interest. And ghost stories...? She might know a few.....thousand. A location was given, and it actually surprised her somewhat.) "I have been there before..." (Curiosity piqued. Let the games begin.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (It actually wasn't very far from AHS, but she tired of walking, so...one recitation of Sleipnir later, she was off. Flight was a magnificent power, one not easily given up. 'Twas probably why it came back to her so quickly. But...she wanted her full strength back. Still, tonight would be interesting, as she landed nearby the familiar cabin in the woods. As stated, she had been here before. Her name was Hayate, and she had been at Girl's Night Out previously, holding a scythe to Ryu's head. Ah, but amusements aside, there were people here already.) Hayate: There's no need to linger. Step inside. (Hmmm. There was a curious sensation about this place, almost as though something...familiar was about it...more than simply her being here before. It was beginning to have that sensation of...a place she could rightly call home, or close to it. Not Dreamlands, but something extended beyond normal human understanding. Well, she wasn't human, so that is why the familiarity. Thus, Hayate went to simply open the door, canceling her wing spell.) |
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| Mr. Trout | Mar 12 2009, 02:25 PM Post #6 |
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Henshin boogy
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Fear. Fear was powerful. Fear was one thing that had to be overcome for a life to be lived. For a hero to be a hero is not to be without it, but to overcome it. A cabin in the woods, horror, even if just imagined, was still fear. Sean Togami, had every plan to be a hero. To be the greatest hero. To do what was right in this world, to right the wrongs, and to do it the way only a real hero could. None of this shooting them and calling it a day, no deals with the devil, no ultimate power quests and threatening people to behave. Sean was just a man, and he was going to stand up to the unjust in this world, until they saw the error of their ways and became something greater. He was however, far far far from that point. He was not a hero, he was not able to over come all fear. He was but a boy, a boy with a bag over his shoulder. It did not contain much, simply water, empty journals, a pen, old manuals crinkling around the corners that his master, his teacher had given him. Also a pair of porno mags that his uncle had snuck in. The mayor of Domino was a horrible dick. Of course Sean did not know that. The boy had not brought much. He had to overcome fear, you cannot overcome fear if you are comforted with destroy the world buttons, with blankets, with candies and cakes. He walked the wilderness without even a weapon. Coming to the cabin in not but simple clothes. Sneakers on his feet, hard blue jeans that were roughed and frayed around the cuffs and knees. Of black on red, proclaiming his love for the band midnight mistresses, which he did not actually love. But when your sister gives you a shirt from her band, you better take it. It was clean and it fit. His coat however was green, a sturdy cloth made to hold back water and little else. On it's back was the insignia of his teacher. A simple touch that he rarely even realized. So how did this young boy arrive to conquer his fear? With a sense of determination, of over zealous glee. That was, until he saw a rather fashionable boy freaking out about something touching them. Shrieking like a little girl, Sean knew, this was his first chance to be a hero! He had to defeat the strange squishy squashy critter! How could he call himself a hero if he ignored the pleas for help from an innocent! He rushed to the moment, speed lines coming from all sides of him in a typical anime adventure. With one fell chop he went over the boy's head, his hand ruffling the hair through slow motion as they moved. Who said posts cant have bullet-time! The spider was knocked to the side, knocked off the boy's head, to land on the ground. Why kill it? It was an innocent as well! Just a creature trying to eat and feed it's family. "Victory!" Sean proclaimed, posing as a themesong ran through his head. His sensei would be quite cross. |
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| Carniku | Mar 12 2009, 08:47 PM Post #7 |
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the eternal badass
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Carniku saw flashes of light and put the tape player down on a dusty table and ignored the creepy shadows looming over it as he went to see who'd turned up. He sort of recognised her, she was probably the same grade as him. Maybe Valentine's Dance? Yeah, she went for Go and left him to be attacked by Yoko... "Hey, I'm Carniku... but everyone calls me Niku. You seem to, uhh... be prepared..." She'd brought enough stuff for everyone... this was definitely a good thing. He waved her through to the area with the tape recorder and paused for a second... the swing-chair at the side was swinging ominously with no wind. This'd be less concerning if it had been there BEFORE he went to fetch Kira. The scream threw him off and he turned to go and see what exactly was happening, even more surprised to see someone ELSE standing behind him saying hi " Hey Alan, I, uhhh, just gotta see what that was about..." He very cautiously went to the front door where, logically, Alan had just walked DIRECTLY up to Kira, himself and the screaming man without even noticing. The screamer was... disconcertingly effeminate about everything happening to him. He certainly wouldn't win any awards for manliness, good lord, Ryden'd be crying with rage at such a shocking sight of unmanliness (for those curious, Ryden actually HAS Gaydar, so no. No he wouldn't.) This was solved by the appearance of the heroic figure who didn't KILL the poor little creepy-crawlie, but laid it on the ground by punting it. Carniku even watched it crawl away unharmed in wide eyed shock... the loud cry of victory woke him from his stupor as he looked up and assessed the four in front of him and someone entering by a side door who he was 90% sure had just FLOWN in with WINGS and was studiously dodging the rest of them. He just stood there, weighing in what he'd just seen and who'd arrived for such a simple event before shouting, in a truly heartbroken cry "WHY DOES THIS INSANE SHIT ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!?!?" He breathed heavily for a second, holding a finger up to silence everyone before concluding finally "OK... we have more coming, I'm sure but for now, let's go inside..." with a slightly defeated trudge, Carniku re-entered the abandoned cabin that was suddenly NOT abandoned. Back inside he moved through to the original living room, to recover from the old adage "it never rains, it pours" by toying with the tape player again. He pondered it for a second and looked to see if anyone else was near him. May as well see whats recorded on it, he thumbed the play button "*tzzzk* "Oh yeah, give it to me, give it to me baby" *clik!!*" Carniku very quickly threw the tape player from his hand in a broad sweep and hesitantly pushed the rewind button. Hopefully, the tape wasn't ALL porn... he got up and noticed the cellar was still open. Hmmmmm... maybe it'd be fun to freak people out "Anyone wanna see the cellar? It's pretty creepy... Might be a good start to the occasion" Why couldn't he be forceful? Hell, this is one of the few occasions it'd be CALLED for... |
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| Kira Rounin | Mar 12 2009, 09:13 PM Post #8 |
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Yes, that's 18 with a Vizard mask.
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As Kira began to settle, or rather, catch her breath after carrying a ton of crap through the woods, all by her lonesome, it seemed others began to show up behind her. She smiled and waved to those who came up, one in particular putting on a rather feminine display in reaction to a spider. The crimson haired girl giggled in reply, and turned when she was spoken to. >>"Hi, The name is Alan."<< "Kira," the pale-violet hued girl replied with a bright smile. It seemed another, and then another appeared next, one announcing that they should head inside. >>"Hey, I'm Carniku... but everyone calls me Niku. You seem to, uhh... be prepared..."<< "Niku-san," Kira nodded her head respectively. As more and more began to arrive, albeit either strangely or comically, with Niku venting his frustration on both aspects, Kira attempted once again to start carrying everything on her own all the way inside. >>"OK... we have more coming, I'm sure but for now, let's go inside..."<< With that, the short girl attempted to carry three-times her body weight through the door, somehow successful in the task, and seeming to not even be phased by the matter. She let out another tired breath, and once again, her attention was dragged to the side at the sounds of... something. She blinked curiously as innocent eyes peered to what Niku held in his hands. >>"Anyone wanna see the cellar? It's pretty creepy... Might be a good start to the occasion"<< "Lemme get everything set up first," Kira announced. "Yea; I felt people might forget something... food is always a good priority. I was thinking of making some s'mores, but was afraid someone might be allergic to chocolate, so I brought other snacks... then, I thought about drinks and a means of keeping them cold, so instead, I just threw everything in the freezer. Then, I realized I would need a sleeping bag, so I tried to stuff it into the bag with all the snacks at the bottom; luckily, I'm pretty short, so I still have a small sleeping bag; it's pretty small, but it keeps me warm. Then, I remembered some of the horror books I had and started to stuff them on top, but then I realized that if I packed too many, I may flatten the snacks. So, I threw all the snacks into the cooler, but then it wouldn't shut; so, instead, I put my sleeping bag in the cooler, the books and snacks in the bag, and the drinks on top-oh wait! That means my sleeping bag's going to be really cold!" Kira rambled; she always did. That warm, cheery smile. It was truly a mystery as to why she would come to such an event. Someone so optimistic... she truly had a secret passion for mystery and horror movies. As such, she just couldn't pass up the opportunity to share some of her favorite scary stories with the group. |
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| Lord Massacre | Mar 13 2009, 12:32 AM Post #9 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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(The advent of the hero-boy had more or less been of no grand spectical to Hayate, at least not unless he'd actually killed that spider. Not that she owed any loyalties to the tiny Earth variety, but it would have irked her somewhat to find people so callous to a distant brethren. Shortly thereafter, a few of them introduced themselves, followed by Carniku shouting in a dramatic fashion that was...kind of amusing. Part of it was actually because of HER entrance, but nobody has the right to be so choosey in who coems in from an ANIME SCHOOL, seriously. But, in any case, Hayate chose that moment to speak up.) Hayate: Since we're introducing ourselves... I am Hayate. I did not bring anything because I didn't require much. My offering for the evening is knowledge into the horrific, the scary stories you asked for. It- Hmmm? (That was when Carniku activated that strange tape recorder, which began to spout off with...a pornographic recording? Okay, even the spawn of the Great Old One was confused as of now! It...wasn't left over from the Girl's Night Out campaign...or at least she thought so. Hayate had been drinking quite a bit that night. Well, at least it wasn't her own voice on that thing. That...would've been worse. Then...) "Anyone wanna see the cellar? It's pretty creepy... Might be a good start to the occasion." Hayate: Yes, allow me to look at this cellar. I've felt an interesting sensation since I arrived. Would you care to lead or shall I go alone? (She was being reasonable in all this. No need to do any better or worse than remaining acceptable to this crowd. Mostly, she never actually cared much about humans, but there was neither anything for or against them by her standby. Interacting with them was just something that you did, much like eating or cleaning. Besides, this feeling of hers... It may have been something she could make use of...somehow.) |
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| Affirmative Smackdown | Mar 13 2009, 01:12 PM Post #10 |
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Mandy & Cid: The Tastey Cream Team
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He could feel those spindly legs of creepy crawlies along his neck – this was not the beginning of a good evening! Bounding from foot to foot, eyes large and a very noticeable anime sweatdrop hanging from his freshly moisturezed brow Keigo was not happy – however, that was much more pleasant than he was about to be. Those fingers brushed his hair, setting a few of the perfectly combed hairs out of place… "Victory!" The boy proclaimed and posed. “Oh no you di-n’t,” Keigo said waving a one-fingered gesture strangely reminiscent of a certain movie star. However the very threatening glare and next line was lost amidst the screamings of another person…. "WHY DOES THIS INSANE SHIT ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!?!?" Looking from him to the winged new arrival, Keigo was fairly surprised. “OK... we have more coming, I'm sure but for now, let's go inside..." Looking at the hair-touching bastard Keigo huffed over to his things, snatching them up and walked inside – hoping that the inside would be better than the outside, but nope, it wasn’t any better. Some school he was paying for. Stepping inside, he was keenly aware that the building did not get better, “Oh Holy Martha Stweart’s Prison Collection!” And turning to the one – Niku – who was supposed to be in charge of this it seemed, “Is this supposed to be Camp Cupcake or something Mary?” “Since we're introducing ourselves... I am Hayate. I did not bring anything because I didn't require much. My offering for the evening is knowledge into the horrific, the scary stories you asked for. It- Hmmm?” “Hayate, I’m Keigo,” he said, extending his hand, “Have you ever thought about a gladiator heel? With that look, it just cries out for one girl. Add in some gloss, a little powder and – I must say you’d look totally killer fierce.” Really – she wasn’t in the worst shape, he’d seen worse fashion disasters and she had a really strong, lady of the air thing going for her – what with all the wings and all. Of course this conversation was immediately interrupted by the click, whiz, and a recording, "Oh yeah, give it to me, give it to me baby" *clik!!*" Giving the boy a new kind of look that said, ‘didn’t know you had it in you’, Keigo instead said, “Boy – I didn’t know this was that kind of party. I’m kind of seeing someone,” really Keigo was very attached to someone and it would take something short of a someone with the body of a god and the fashion sense of Dior to tempt him away. "Anyone wanna see the cellar? It's pretty creepy... Might be a good start to the occasion" "Yes, allow me to look at this cellar. I've felt an interesting sensation since I arrived. Would you care to lead or shall I go alone?" The winged warrior was interupted by the slight busy-body girl who had something to say. "Lemme get everything set up first," Kira announced. "Yea; I felt people might forget something... food is always a good priority. I was thinking of making some s'mores, but was afraid someone might be allergic to chocolate, so I brought other snacks... then, I thought about drinks and a means of keeping them cold, so instead, I just threw everything in the freezer. Then, I realized I would need a sleeping bag, so I tried to stuff it into the bag with all the snacks at the bottom; luckily, I'm pretty short, so I still have a small sleeping bag; it's pretty small, but it keeps me warm. Then, I remembered some of the horror books I had and started to stuff them on top, but then I realized that if I packed too many, I may flatten the snacks. So, I threw all the snacks into the cooler, but then it wouldn't shut; so, instead, I put my sleeping bag in the cooler, the books and snacks in the bag, and the drinks on top-oh wait! That means my sleeping bag's going to be really cold!" The girl – she was cute and young, and Keigo felt that someone should be helping her! She was very obviously the only person that had brought much to offer, “Here honey, let me help you with that,” and he set about to attempt to help her the best he could – being totally unfamiliar with anything she’d brought with them. “Dear laudy – are we really staying here?” Keigo said as he looked around at the inside of the cabin arranging some of the snacks that did not need the cooler on a small table. |
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| Mr. Trout | Mar 13 2009, 01:30 PM Post #11 |
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Henshin boogy
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No thank you? Hm. Oh well, a hero cannot always be thanked, nor can he do things for thanks! No, if he did that he would not be an honest hero but some form of media wanting sellout. About now Sean had a strange daydream about being a sellout, but we wont really get into that. Besides, once it gets into hair product endorsements everything is just down hill. He seemed to get sucked into the cabin by divine providence, which is totally what he is going to claim from now on. That he is some form of man that walks the path of heaven, to stand at the zenith of all things. Then came a tape player, with a porno apparently put on it. Okay. So maybe Sean did not have to stand at the zenith for porn tape listening, or making. That was probably for the best, just to be in the back for those. So did the boy sweatdrop, standing rather awkwardly in the mass of this all. As the fashionesta who seemed to deem it necessary to add sassy commentary for the approval of neigh malevolent gods. It was just so sassy! Finally, an option that Sean could handle. While two people seemed to go on about snacks, there was adventure to be had. Course the boy would like snacks, but this was supposed to be about fear, about overcoming himself, not comfort food! So, much to his stomach's protest, he moved right towards the cellar. Opening the door proudly. "Right well. Better if I had a flashlight, oh well." He ran right in. Right down the steps thinking it was a bright idea. There was an echoing silence for a moment. A long moment. A very long moment. Was it an eternity? Then came a scream. A loud, bloody scream of a man's death. A scream that ended, with loud thumps on the ground. Thump. Thump. It got louder, it got faster. Thumpthump. ThumpTHUMP. Until it was finally in there, just beyond the shadows. The shape vague but becoming real. Only to have Sean's face pop forward into the decaying light with a smile on his face. "BOOGA!" That little ass. |
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| Gokan | Mar 14 2009, 01:46 AM Post #12 |
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If Gokan could see the faces of his friends at the moment, they would all share a twisted sense of bewilderment and confusion over the teen's latest escapade. Not because of how insane it was, but because of how out of character it was for him. Never in his life had Gokan spent any real amount of time in nature. Nature in the sense of a forest, for more than an hour or two, tops. Having an extended stay in one was sure to be a surprise to many of the meta-human's friends. The fact that he was actually camping out, something he had denounced long ago, would probably give people a heart attack. The Bushino teen was not one of those people attuned to nature. Sure, he liked the brilliant, organic colors of the plants, trees, and animals, but he had been raised on military bases near cities. He was a spawn of concrete and pollution. He was an urban youth well out of his element. That was part of the reason why he settled on joining the camp out in the back of his new high school and home. He was now living in Japan for the foreseeable future, surrounded by countless strangers. He had a clean slate to take advantage of practically any and everything. Now seemed to be the perfect time to attempt something new. Wouldn't be much of a learning experience, and in essence, his family would've spent all that money for him to really learn nothing. Or at least that's how he saw it, and he was generally perceptive about these things. After shoving the bare essentials into his backpack, Gokan made his way out of the massive dormitory and towards the back of AHS, taking the trail up into the forest and towards the cabin. As he penetrated further, it became evident that the rays of the moon just wouldn't cut it on this hike. If any other fellow students came upon a similar situation without a flashlight, they'd probably curse themselves. Gokan didn't bring one himself, but he really didn't need one. Pausing for a moment in his trek, the hip hop head began to focus intensely on his inner well of energy, tugging on it and pulling it forth. Within a few moments, his body ignited in a plume of brilliant blue, his power trailing off of the young man comparable to a blazing inferno. With his energy flaring about, the forest was doused in a beautiful blue hue, clearly lighting the way for Gokan and anyone off in the distance behind him who wanted to partake in the events. He'd be somewhat of a guiding light. It would be insanely difficult to miss the glowing guy in the dead of night. He just wondered how interesting all of this would be. Gokan hoped that it would be entertaining discussing ghost stories and the all of that. And if it turned out to be lamesauce, he doubted his resolve to march back towards the school. He brought a contingency as a result. Inside of his backpack, smashed against his South Pole clothing was his laptop full of music, and even better, video games. From MUGEN to ZSNES, he had it all. Hell, Gokan even had one of those battery backup things, just in case he ran out of juice. The booming sounds of conversation told the teen he was close to his destination, prompting him to speed up a bit. He swiftly broke out into a steady jog, the hood of his jacket bobbing in various directions as he moved, obscuring his vision. Soon enough, and before he managed to trip and fall on his face, Gokan came upon the cabin. Noticing the door was ajar slightly, he simply shoved it open with his palm. Instinctively, the same hand rolled and caught the door by the edge before it moved too far, allowing him to push it open further using his forearm. For some reason, Gokan was paranoid around doors and typically used military style entrances. Maybe it was something he picked up from his dad. "Am I late?" Gokan asked, his aura dying down as he removed his massive hood from his head. |
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| Kira Rounin | Mar 14 2009, 01:12 PM Post #13 |
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>>“Here honey, let me help you with that.”<< Those pale-violet hues looked up with a smile to the only person that seemed to notice the short girl's attempts in bringing in an arsenal of whatever-may-be-needed. "Thanks, Keigo-san," she replied, overhearing the man's introduction moments ago. She unwrapped her sleeping bag and placed it into the floor without worry of dust or whatever crawling insect may be passing by at the time. The cooler was placed next to her, a variety of drinks inside and waiting to be called upon. When the food was placed aside, and everything, for the moment, was prepared, Kira took a breather upon the cooler and let out a tired sigh. "I'm-" >>"Am I late?"<< "Gokan-san," she was interrupted momentarily by Gokan's entrance. She smiled and waved when she called to him. "I didn't think you'd be coming to join us." She didn't mean anything negative by the statement, just surprised that the new student would have joined in such an obscure, and rather, childish adventure. Others within the cabin began to surround some sort of basement entrance, and soon, one after another, they began their decent. Kira opted to wait until the crowd thinned to check the creepy basement out herself, and instead, reached into her backpack and pulled out an old-style, oil lantern. Sure, many people owned battery operated ones by now, but she felt the flame would well associate tonight's mood. Reaching for a match, the girl lit a flame and placed the lantern next to her, providing some dim lighting for the main room. >>“Dear laudy – are we really staying here?”<< "Aw, it's not that bad," Kira wavered a hand. "It really sets up the spooky atmosphere!" It was hard to imagine a frown upon the optimistic girl's expression; better yet, it was hard to imagine the girl even participating in such an event. A night that would more likely than not be filled with terrifying stories? Just exactly what kind of stories would this cheery girl hold for the group? Edited by Kira Rounin, Mar 14 2009, 01:13 PM.
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| Dark Prince | Mar 15 2009, 10:02 AM Post #14 |
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Call me cute again...
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OOC: >.< I did this post like 10 times, and everytime something happend that I ended up losing it. IC: As the amnesiac body watched the act of heroic by the boy and his proclaimed of victory his mind lingered elsewhere “Anime High School, so much history behind this cabin and right now it’s a dump. Who says that this is the very same place girls had fun and spend the night and I past one of my worse nights”. He was brought back the voice of the beautiful girl, her name Kira, but before he could ask if he knew her from somewhere, some one he did know appeared. “Hey, I'm Carniku... but everyone calls me Niku. You seem to, uhh... be prepared..., " Hey Alan, I, uhhh, just gotta see what that was about...” Alan would have punch him in the gut right there, but decided to keep things civil he would get the chance to whack him later for what happened at the GNO. He walked inside the building and looked for a place to drop his belongings, Nice now what we need is the eerie sounds and we can celebrate hallowed once his stuff where out of the way made his summon disappear, he planed to go outside again to help Kira, but was stopped by his impulse of wanting to break every bone in mister fashion. “NIKU!!!!, Yes let’s Go To the Cellar Now” he said as he gritted his teeth, the train killer was in a duel whit the nice part of his mind and it was evident which side was wining. When Sean decided to go into the cellar, Alan looked for his led flashlight and slowly walk toward the cellar, he stop close to the fashion loving boy and said Spiders don’t live alone and where there spiders there many other bugs Before continuing another boy arrived "Am I late?", Alan rapidly answered “It depends if your definition of late is by a few seconds, now excused me I’m going to the cellar” Edited by Dark Prince, Mar 15 2009, 10:04 AM.
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| Carniku | Mar 15 2009, 11:49 AM Post #15 |
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the eternal badass
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Carniku could only blink at Keigo's words towards him and had nothing he could possibly say about it, the tape was mooost definitely not being played soon. Mostly because he felt, quite vaguely, like he'd just been hit on. He hoped Keigo's girlfriend would be alright with him staying up here with a load of girls (To say he was dense would be an offense to anything denser than a black hole). This already impressive confusion was compounded by him being just a little overwhelmed by all the preperation Kira had done and simply nodded that it was OK and waved as openly as he could. She, err... she seemed to have everything under control. He should probably leave that part of the night up to her since she definitely had a LOT of ideas... he didn't know how good they were as she seemed to rattle off a huge amount of information in minutes but nevertheless... It looked like Hayate (recently picked up on) wanted to go down the cellar and claimed to have a mysterious feelings. Carniku was a naturally jaded person and had a few theories about what Hayate might do for a living, working in a shop that sold Incense, Birth-Stones and Tarot Cards was his prime bet because, despite everything he'd seen, he always naturally assumed any supernatural person he encountered was messing with him and actually a normal person. DESPITE the people he knew who weren't. Ah well... He nodded, that was one person. Keigo seemed more interested in helping to unpack and complaining about the accomodation. Which made sense since he was, uhhh... wait, he couldn't be?... Ohhhhhhhhh. Carniku heard a blood-curdling scream from the cellar and turned to look at it as Sean emerged with a loud 'booga'. There was a slightly awkward pause as Carniku rubbed the back of his head and murmured "Ummmm, dude? I've already been down there, unless the book grew legs or something managed to tunnel through the walls you should have been fine" He gave him a slightly sad look and added "But, y'know, I would've been scared otherwise" There was a slightly trippy moment as Carniku glanced at the newest arrival and wondered if he was having a flashback to a previous life. Shrugging it of, he saluted the new guy and decided to introduce himself "Yo! I'm Carniku. You ain't too late-" his greeting was cut off by Kira saying hello and decided to spare "Gokan-san" his attention since he now had a small group of people wanting to go down to the cellar. Including Alan, who seemed to be getting fairly irate... he wasn't STILL mad about the Girl's Night thing was he? Either way, he was acting pretty jerkily for some reason, maybe he was in a bad mood. Or he was filling the token niche for any horror situation. Carniku realised that not everyone had borderling head-lights for eyes so grabbed a torch off the table which he'd been trying to use as a cooking tool. It hadn't worked. With a flick of the switch he slipped passed Sean and Alan, waved to Hayate and started the short trek into the dark cellar. It looked pretty much the same as before except for, errr... the large hole that appeared to have been dug directly through the surrounding earth "Hmmmm, I owe you an apology" Carniku said to Sean as he waved the torch around looking for a sign of what had made that "Your prank juuuuust managed to scare the crap out of me. I think we may need to seal the cellar" He walked along again and saw the book still standing on the table. It still looked to be made of... err... what it was made of. With a hesitant, slightly repulsed, hand he picked it up by a corner and shivered. He should get one of the others to carry it but Sean showed a tendency to pull pranks, Alan seemed to be in a grumpy mood and Hayate was... well, she'd probably pretend to be possessed and try and stab them, although most of them'd probably try that (EPIC FORESHADOWING). With a firm nod, Carniku back up the stairs again and tossed the book next to the tape-recorder which had begun playing again but PAST the porn "-fessor Raymond Thinkby, I have made some astounding discoveries in researching this book, it appears to summon-" Carniku shrugged, ignoring the playing tape until three words caught his ears "Klaatu Verada Nikto" "Gezundheit?" Carniku blinked a few times as the book seemed to smile... which was odd since he had ASSUMED whoever's skin it was made of had long since died but was more surprised when a tree smashed through one of the walls and sent him sprawling into a sofa. He got up with a groan and looked for some sign of his friends "Bet that was some idiot Nature manipulator messing up... Everyone OK?" ((OOC: DEADITE TIME! Anyone who wants to be possessed by a spirit you have permission and if anyone wants to reference the infamous scene with the tree go for it)) |
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| Lord Massacre | Mar 16 2009, 12:14 AM Post #16 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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(The...boy?...sounded awfully strange to her. Hayate just looked at him, ignoring the extended hand. The gesture was mostlylost upon her anyway. His comments were the weird part. Let's get this part straight. Even though he was unaware of what Hayate actually was - in fact, they all were - and didn't understand her decidedly foreign personality, you just have to laugh. He's giving fashion advice to the spawn of Atlach-Nacha, the spider god that weaves the web under the world. So, she just stared for a moment until her attentions were diverted by the screaming. You know, the prankish one that was completely fake? Yeah, it drew Hayate's attention for a moment. And although her face didn't change, you could somehow sense the disappointment in how the screams were not genuine. She stood there, cross-armed, with her same stare, and you could just tell that that was disappointment. But, that was when Carniku waved at her to get her attention.) Hayate: Coming. (The winged girl's feelings were genuine. Yes, she had sort of that look, like she might've been a wiccan or someone who was into paganistic beliefs. And...you'd be technically right, except that she doesn't do the worshipping, rather that she's use to being the type that said pagans look up to. Actually, no human ever worshipped Atlach-Nacha to her knowledge. So, stepping down into the cellar... It wasn't a long walk, per se, and she DID notice the hole that had been the subject of remarks before, but...the hole wasn't dug by the book. Hayate wasn't really paying attention to that. Her eyes were focused on the book itself.) Hayate: The Al Az- No... It isn't. But still... (She was sort of muttering to herself as she approached the horrific flesh-bound book that stood there. But before the book could be taken, Carniku grabbed it to take it upstairs. Fair enough... She only delayed because she thought she saw a rather ornate spinal dagger. While the others went back, she manifested Shataros - her scythe - and looked between the two for a moment. Then, she said "Nah", and made the weapon disappear, leaving the dagger where it was.) "-fessor Raymond Thinkby, I have made some astounding discoveries in researching this book, it appears to summon-" (Once upstairs, she ignored the tape playing for the moment, picked up the flesh-bound hideous book, and turned to Carniku JUST as the words Klaatu Verada Nikto passed through the air. It sort of created one of those deep pauses that a lull in the conversation. The effect was not even registered by Hayate, not while she was in such proximatey to the book. It awoke something dark in the woods.) ...OOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRGGGGGHHHHH... (Swift, invisible, lurking towards the cabin with inhuman purpose....) ....HHHHHHUUUUUUUURRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH... (Hell, you couldn't even HEAR it coming, but it was, and it was just at the house now-) *CRASH!!* (The window broke, Carniku went flying into the sofa, and then the spirit went directly for Hayate!) ....RRRAUGH!! *Boink!* (Nothing happened.) AROO? (Hayate was standing by the couch now.) Hayate: Carniku, I would like to borrow this. *Thud! Thud! Thud!* ...OHHHH..... *Demon Grumbling Noises* (The demon spirit wandered back out the way it came...for the moment. It'd chosen the wrong target, that's all. There seemed to be something in that body already, something large that filled it to capacity, making no room at the inn for horrid demon spirits from beyond the realm. Hayate didn't even notice this the entire time and, unless somebody else here had the senses for it, nobody else would either. She stood awaiting Carniku's reply, completely unaware of the ensuing peril, because...those woods would not keep silent forever...) Edited by Lord Massacre, Mar 16 2009, 12:19 AM.
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| Affirmative Smackdown | Mar 17 2009, 10:37 AM Post #17 |
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((OOC: Very sorry, but for some reason I've really been struggling with this post since Saturday...so it's short and doesn't involve hardly anyone.)) Keigo finished helping the younger girl - Kira - unpack her things and then took his own over to a relatively clear spot by a fireplace. Disgusted by the layer of dust Keigo set about to finding a broom or dust rag or something. Progressing to the cupboards, disrupting a number of odd objects he did not pause to consider more, he found a small dust rag and went about cleaning what he had decided was 'his' space. Ignoring most of the current conversation in favor of settling himself he went about doing just that before the window shattered, causing Keigo to scream like a little girl and assume one of those one legged arms and leg sheltering the body poses, one arm of course sheltering his perfect hair and face. "What the hell?" He squealed when it seemed everything had died down for the moment, "I just cleaned this area! Really," shuddering, like invisible fingers were crawling up his spine he disgustedly surveyed the area he had just cleaned, which was now littered with window debris... |
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| Mr. Trout | Mar 18 2009, 11:18 AM Post #18 |
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Henshin boogy
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Okay, Sean's joke was not that funny. But let's face it, while he was really, almost outrageously enthusiastic, he was still a damn kid. An impressionable and rather stupid teenage boy. Like anyone else never did stupid unfunny things when they were his age. However, instead of being a dick and whining or complaining he just scrunched up his face and let the hit to his ego die. Silly ego, it needed to die sooner or later. Become one with the self and the now dammit! Do it or we make you have awkward feelings about your cousin! Don't question the wrath of unstable interdimensional beings that control your lives with keyboards of the infinite! Then came the hole, the noise. Some bad juju was going down. And what could Sean do? Oh right, do his best not to freak the hell out. Which actually involved rolling, for some reason he thought rolling would be the best way to travel, over to the wall. Which he pinned his back up against. Which sounded neat and all, no monsters coming in from behind him. Except there was the head on the wall that began to shake. Yes, the mounted deer head was shaking, and Sean swore he heard laughing. And the lamp in the corner seemed to be laughing and shaking too. There was no way this was happening. |
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| Dark Prince | Mar 20 2009, 05:06 PM Post #19 |
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Call me cute again...
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Occ: Sorry for the wait T_T and I haven seen the movie in a gazillion years so... IC: Well while this world was in a sudden halt something was brewing in another, picking a right candidate is always something important and it’s difficult to find a good one and the few times that you see one that makes you drool, when you find that scrumptious little morsel and you discover that you cant have it, it more than enough to make you go in a outrage. More on that later thought, right now Alan was heading toward the cellar. The fake scream was more than enough to make Alan stand on his toes and clench his hands into fists prepared to slam them at what ever came out, but once he notice that it was all a charade he lowered his fist Im being a number one ass today he continued walking toward the cellar at a decided strut and I don’t care what you think, but he’s not half as cross as he’s been in the past, yet that’s another story. Once at the cellar he started to look around one of the things that he saw first that the hole, Didn’t he say that there was no hole? Maybe he’s just playing around to scare us, it is the theme. "Hmmmm, I owe you an apology,Your prank juuuuust managed to scare the crap out of me. I think we may need to seal the cellar" Niku this may be part of the this cabins security, remember that the G.N.O. is done here so some of its security may still be active it was a valid excuse, it would scare the boys who try to hide in the Cellar or try to dig in form underground and as long as he could find an excuse there’s no need for him to be scared. Niku picked a book and return back up, the Hayate girl did the same after a while, yet the amnesic decided to look around at the cellar a little more. The sound of a wall being crush into pieces by a tree was a good sign for him that he needed to return to the upper floor. Hayate was that scrumptious little morsel that couldn’t be taken, so another target had to be picked and currently one of the best was heading upstairs, anger, confusion and a direct link to his spirit energy what a catch. While everyone was entertain upstairs loud thumps where coming from the cellar mixed whit the sounds of someone humming. What the hell? Humming? All of the suden the humming stoped, “¿Me perdí algo?” [Did I miss something?] a soft almost feminine voice escaped the lips of a boy whit spiky white hair and copper eyes, extremely similar to Alan, well some one whit a good eye would know that it was Alan since his clothing was the same. The boy bit his lower lip as he closed his eyes, a drop of crimson escaped through, and low moan of pleasure escaped his lips, his eyes opened and seem too flickered against the light like the eyes of a cat as his lips formed a grin “Time to have fun” Edited by Dark Prince, Mar 20 2009, 05:12 PM.
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| Carniku | Mar 28 2009, 12:15 PM Post #20 |
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the eternal badass
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OK... OK, wait. ... ...The hell? Carniku quite casually agreed that Hayate could borrow whatever the hell she liked as he watched the same deer head that Sean was seeing laughing it's ass off. And the lamp. Carniku glanced worryingly at the mirror and saw a vision of himself laughing at him, followed by a bizarre attempt to choke him. Carniku took all this in his stride, after all, what teenager DIDN'T have a self strangulation fetish nowadays? The cabin seemed worryingly empty now as things started moving around on their own and laughing maniacally. Carniku glanced up and saw Alan looking... well... effeminate. His first reaction to this was simply to look straight to his left and make SURE he wasn't just looking at Keigo in an Alan costume. The evil giggling flowing through the area made him frown. Wait, check the script, what the hell? This shouldn't be happening, which film was this from? There was a scrabling sound from the cellar that alarmed and a voice cooing "let me ouuuut... let me oooooouuuut" That was... bad. Well, one way to make sure it wasn't a problem. Carniku lifted the heavy cellar door, saw the corpse as its face spread into a grin and, rather than freezing in horror as it had expected, he slammed the door shut again with a meaty smack and relocked it. "Right! So, this place is haunted. Let's make like a tree and get the fuck out of here, shall we?" Good lord was this boy jaded, he simply picked up his own backpack and, in a calm and orderly fashion, walked outside... To see a headless corpse dancing and playing with it's own head. "Hmph. George A Romero lied to me" Carniku announced as he shut the door once more. "Yeeeeeeaaah... we're a little screwed. Anyone got any weapons?" Carniku glanced at the lamp that was now practically pissing itself giggling "Weapons which aren't currently moving around trying to talk?" He felt his left hand clenching and unclenching of its own accord. He punched the wooden doorframe with skin breaking force to make it settle down and bizarrely it did. He waited with the patience only someone who is so utterly used to bizarre shit that he's already freaked out once today and refuses to do so again can muster |
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| Gokan | Mar 31 2009, 12:35 AM Post #21 |
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“It depends if your definition of late is by a few seconds, now excused me I’m going to the cellar” Gokan nodded in affirmation, letting out a small sigh. It'd be a bummer if he arrived and missed all of the good stuff. "Gokan-san," Gokan recealled that overly cheery and innocent voice. It wasn't until he saw the young woman did he remember Kira fully. Sure, he had only been around her for a brief time when he first enrolled into the school, but she made a decent enough of a first impression. Besides, he always remembered a pretty face. "I didn't think you'd be coming to join us." "I didn't think I would either, honestly," The teen chimed in, pulling his backpack around his side before placing it on the ground. Sighing, he rolled his shoulders and twisted his torso, stretching his back muscles. He had a lot of crap crammed into that small bag, and even though it didn't weigh much, having it tug on him as he walked up an incline was horrible on his back. He got enough of that walking home from school before coming here. Considering that AHS had a dorm, he thought those days were over. Too bad he was wrong. "I'm not much of the outdoorsy type. Too many bugs. The clean air is nice, though." He then gave a slight nod over to the kid known as Carniku, who attempted to introduce himself before the gleeful Kira broke his line of conversation. As the others seemed to crowd around one central area of the cabin, the teen shrugged and decided to follow. He did come all the way out in the middle of the forest to do whatever it was that people did in the middle of nowhere, and it would be impossible for him to accomplish that if he stood around while others went willy nilly. That would be boring. As everyone started pulling out flashlights and the like, Gokan went for the cop out. Since he just recently stopped using his powers, that meant the surge of energy was still fresh within his body. He still had to charge up, but the time was cut down dramatically. After a few moments, he began to pulse with a faint blue hue. He snapped his fingers on his left hand, creating a spark of energy that ignited into a swirling ball of energy in the palm of his hand, the size of a rubber ball that would be used for playing jax. With concentration, he moved the focal point to the tip of his index finger and moved into the cellar with everyone else. "-fessor Raymond Thinkby, I have made some astounding discoveries in researching this book, it appears to summon-" The words were practically inaudible to Gokan's ears since he was in the back of the mass of bodies, but what he did hear confused the hell out of him. The fact that he had no idea where the sound came from made things even worse. "Klaatu Verada Nikto" "Wat?" That was his reply, until a tree seemingly punched through one of the walls and attacked Carniku. "Holy snap!" Given what just occurred in the span of a time span so insignificantly short it would be an exercise in triviality to even begin to calculate it, the teen stood there, dumbfounded for what seemed to be an eternity. He had that "did that shit really just happen" expression on his face as his brain attempted to catch up with his eyes, registering and attempting to decipher any and everything that just happened. "Right! So, this place is haunted. Let's make like a tree and get the fuck out of here, shall we?" Funny, it took that to snap Gokan back to reality. "Best fucknucking idea I've ever heard!" Shuffling over to his backpack, Gokan snatched it up by the loop and flipped it over his shoulder, quickly following Carniku out of the cabin..... And into the vantage point of some headless thing playing with its own head. And Gokan felt the need to shit his pants. In a somewhat comical fashion, the hip-hop head took one massive step back inside of the cabin, moments before Carniku shut the door. "Yeeeeeeaaah... we're a little screwed. Anyone got any weapons? Weapons which aren't currently moving around trying to talk?" "I can shoot energy blasts," He chimed in, "Does that count?" He then dropped his bag for a moment, then the most ridiculous thing popped into his head. "We need to get out of here. Someone help me look for an eagle coin hidden behind a statue so we can use it to unlock a door underground so we can find a golden egg that we put into a hole in the wall that opens a trap door to a tunnel we can use to escape!" Yes, Gokan played far too much Resident Evil. Edited by Gokan, Apr 1 2009, 09:13 PM.
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| Lord Massacre | Apr 1 2009, 07:11 PM Post #22 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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OOC: Today's post is to shout out an "April Fools!" at someone I know. Take your time guessing. IC>>>>> (There was alot going on in this cabin now, most of it having to do with ghastly possessions and weird haunting effects. Weird reflections, laughing taxadermy, moaning and dancing corpses, and...and... Hey, wait a moment. Hayate was taking almost no notice of this. Okay, in reality, she was quite aware, since she was holding the Book of the Dead, dammit, but she had priorities. So, while Carniku was electing to get the loaded-fuck out of there and finding escape not so bloody easy, Hayate was reading the Necronomicon and discovering...this wasn't the normal kind. It wasn't the Al Azif and it was somewhat divergent from the versions she was aware of. Still, she'd found a passage and began to mutter it...since it was an incantation to contact a greater darkness. Nyarlathotep, she hoped? Well, it was unfortunately ass-wrong, and she had just made things...inadvertently worse.) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> (Outside, a little ways away from the cabin, the dark clouds above began to swirl under their own power, evil forces condensing into a purer form. Then, an eerie glow of green shown up there in the deep murk and funk, and a vortex of energy began to flow downwards into the ground. Once reaching a clear spot, a bolt of lightning struck the spot and the vortex vanished almost instantly. Seconds later, a big hand broke the ground's surface and began to pull up...a humanoid form. Undead, wearing black jeans and a sleaveless black tattered shirt. There were chains on the shoulders and the belt, and it seemed to be wearing steel-toed boots, also black. Wild short brown hair, eyes of the dead and dead-looking brownish skin, the creature breathed in...and spoke.) "I live...aga- Bleh-hurgh-GAH!! Dirt in my mouth." (The Deadite creature sounded like the BADASS copy of a man whose last name is Williams and whose first name rhymed with Hash, but it wasn't him, and it wasn't exactly as ugly either. A monster, still, and a strong one that that, but this one was ummm...a little different. Cracking his neck, he began to look around, talking to himself.) "Damn interdimensional portal, sticking me in the ground... Where in the hell am I? Gotta get...bearings. Hmmm?" (He sensed likewise undead-and-possessed Evil Dead creatures in the direction of what looked to be a cabin. A cabin? And it had...yes. The book. Or a book. The Book of the Dead, in his hands... More power to him. Mwa ha haaa...) "Very well then... I shall bring myself...into thine cabin! And then, I'll be more powerful than ever... Ohhh...yes." (He began to walk towards the cabin...to the back door.) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "Hmph. George A. Romero lied to me" (And the entire population of Pittsburgh began to shout at Carniku. But anyway...) "Yeeeeeeaaah... we're a little screwed. Anyone got any weapons? Weapons which aren't currently moving around trying to talk?" (Closing the book and putting it under one arm in a grasp that wasn't gonna be easily broken, Hayate made a gesture with her right hand and...a dark cloud formed near it. She reached in and...pulled out a very ornate-looking and deadly scythe, which she could wield one-handed or with two.) Hayate: I have this. It will suit your killing needs, I think. Only I may wield it, though, so the rest of you may be out of luck. Hmmm... (She needed to be free to use two hands, but she wasn't going to let the book go. Perhaps with the book's power, she could... Ah, yes, here we go. A spell for a transfer of energy. You may be wondering how Hayate can understand this stuff, but then...you have to remember that the Necronomicon is from her side of the universe anyway. Anyway, this began to make her feel...much closer to her old self now. From her waist, straps of the purest Lengite webbing manifested and grasped the book, effectively strapping it to her side.) Hayate: There, now I'm ready for anything. (You shouldn't make ironic statements. There was a knock at the back door, and normal human-sounding knock. Here's a hint, though. It's NOT Avon calling.) Edited by Lord Massacre, Apr 1 2009, 07:14 PM.
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| Affirmative Smackdown | Apr 1 2009, 08:39 PM Post #23 |
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It seems that part of being fabulous also has made Keigo slightly OCD, though if you ask him about it - he is not about to admit it. So cleaning up the previously shattered glass led to attacking various surfaces with a dust rag which led to him meandering out of the main room into a rather shady looking small room. The light flickered on revealing a room covered in dust which of course threw him into over-drive. Luckily there was a broom readily available and he set about first sweeping and then attacking the cobwebs. Completely oblivious, he opened a window and after an initial pass through of the room dumped what appeared to be an old chainsaw and a box of random odds and ends out of the window; whoever was responsible for this place would thank him for putting these items out of the cabin. There was a lot of commotion out in the front room which the prolonged continuation of it finally drew Keigo out of the room; now wearing an apron and a bandanna protecting his hair - armed with the broom and a machete looped around his arm that he hadn't quite yet found a place for. The banging on the back door and lack of anyone else moving to answer it had him sighing, shouldering past Sean and giving the rather alarmed Carniku an odd look. "Why aren't any of you answering the door, hello?" He said to the group, placing a hand on the door knob and pulling it open as he turned to face their new guest. "Hello Mary, welcome to Camp Cupcake - where the new look just screams Cinderella." |
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| Lord Massacre | Apr 1 2009, 10:17 PM Post #24 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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OOC: Sorry, but I had to. This thread needs action anyway. IC>>>>> "Why aren't any of you answering the door, hello?" (Why indeed? Could it be that there are undead creatures outside looking to swallow your souls? Hmmmm... Well, anyway, nobody was going to immediately stop Keigo from doing this, so he reaches the door and opens it on a tall and tough-looking undead guy that looked fit enough to lead an army of darkness.) *Rimshot* "Hello Mary, welcome to Camp Cupcake - where the new look just screams Cinderella." "Er..." (Okay, the Deadite just stared for a moment. He was waiting to say something really cool just now, but he sort of hung his jaw for a moment because he now couldn't seem to comprehend what the hell this guy just SAID. Think about it. He just came in from a dark dominion of abominable evil and this...was the last thing he was expecting to hear. Immediately, the undead being wondered if he got slipped into the cute dimension some how. No, that wasn't right... Nevertheless, he decided to go with this. Cracking his knuckles, it was time to put on the evil.) "I'm from the Department of Immortal Souls. Anyone here wanna make a donation?" (Now, he pointed a threatening clawed finger at Keigo.) "In other words, BOOGA-BOOGA!! I've come to destroy you all, ya pansy-ass piece of shit!" (The chainsaw Keigo threw out will come into play for this guy later, folks.) |
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| Carniku | Apr 2 2009, 09:15 AM Post #25 |
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the eternal badass
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((OOC: >_> man, there goes my plot twist, gonna have to rethink that now we have a LITERAL Deadite involve. The chainsaws given me a good thought though)) Carniku smiled at Gokan without trying to incite any panic "Ummm, yeah, this close to the Dark Forest we tend to have some problems with Meta abilities. And..." His mouth dropped as he saw what Keigo was doing, Hayate was explaining that she could use the book and seemed to be taking this life and death situation reasonably seriously but he couldn't listen as he watched the highly effeminate man throw a CHAINSAW (read: Greatest monster killing device every conceived) out of the window. TOWARDS the evil malicious spirit which had posessed a tree and had a headless corpse galivanting about outside. That was really the only applicable verb for what the zombie was doing. So, the gay guy may have just doomed them all. But wait! There's more! Showing an impressive lack of Genre knowledge, when a mysterious knocking sounded at the door, he went to answer it! Had he never seen a horror movie!? He was a token minority and he went to answer the door! That was paramount to holding a gun to your temple and playing 'how sensitive is this trigger'. Carniku didn't even wait to hear what the zombie was saying as he looked to the wall and saw that besides the deer head was... a shotgun. ... Had that been there the ENTIRE time? ... more importantly, why did a SCHOOL SHACK have a shotgun in it? ... OR a chainsaw? OK, the important questions he would address to Ryu if they survived this. He grabbed the gun off the wall and stormed towards the ghoul as it smack-talked and said it was here to destroy them all, ooga booga, blah blah. Carniku shouldered up to Keigo and raised the gun at the ghoul, doing a brief double take "Huh, zombie Bruce Campbell. That was unexpected. Bye" *click* *click* ... *clickclickclickclick* "You threw out the shotgun shells didn't you?" Carniku suddenly realised what the box of odds and ends was. Ammo. Well, he certainly seemed screwed. He sucked his teeth and left an awkward pause in the air. Finally, realising he had no other options, he raised the shotgun and swung the entire gun baseball bat style. Years of Martial Arts training, some of which included sword work, and he opted for the homerun swing. Looks like Zombie Bruce Campbell was going to lose some teeth as Carniku stepped back inside and calmly closed the door. He looked at Keigo solemnly and announced, as calmly as he could "You most likely won't survive this scenario but if you do then, for the love of GOD, watch a few horror movies! Please! Just... Just so you know what your doing WRONG!" With a final exasperated sigh, Carniku dragged himself back into the middle of the room with the others and waited. Presumably, they had to wait until sunrise... That noise though. Carniku shuffled over to the window and glanced out and immediately wished he hadnt. Something about a chainsaw dragging itself a long by the teeth was very worrying. And it also seemed staggeringly unfair that the shotgun wasn't loaded but the chainsaw was fully fueled. I mean come on! "Yeah, we're dead. Nice knowing you guys" Carniku concluded. |
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| Kira Rounin | Apr 12 2009, 09:56 PM Post #26 |
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Yes, that's 18 with a Vizard mask.
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Kira had remained uncharacteristically silent throughout the surprising events that transpired shortly after the group's arrival. With the mutated corpses filling the shack and the souls of the dammed possessing the unexpected, Kira's mind fluttered about before her eyes faded into a full pale hue. Unfortunately for the short redhead, it seemed more than one soul had attempted to possess the young girl. In fact, it seemed that more than just quite a few had attempted to take control. Even more unfortunate, it seemed that Kira's consciousness was fully aware of that factor, as several voices clouded her hearing, before her own vocals were doubled over by the various souls attempting to own her body. "AH-HAHAHAHA!" Kira's voice was not her own; a bit deeper, rougher around the edges, and her expression mirrored that of a serial killer who had just gotten out on parole. "Finally! I'm-wait, what the fuck?" The masculine voice simmered from its earlier excitement as he looked down to the body he now inhabited. "NO NO NO!" Kira's foot stomped onto the ground with each 'no' released. "This won't do any good! I need a strong body in order-" Kira's expression changed in a flash as her neck almost snapped to the side. A faint smile expressed upon her features as a tired look washed over her. She let out a feminine, child-like yawn as her limbs stretched outward lazily. "Gah," her head slumped along with her back. Her voice was far softer than her own, sounding almost half her own age. "I'm sooooo tired... oh!" Her head popped up in an instant to the chaos surrounding her. A sickly pleased expression fell over her as her hands clasped together and her head tilted to the side. "Blood, blood! Yay!" the girl cheered as the zombies attempted to trek into the broken down cavern. She pouted shortly after, however, as it seemed the zombie's face was rearranged by the back end of a shotgun. Excitement soon filled her once again as she witnessed a chainsaw slowly attempting to reach for the shotgun-wielding bat-boy. She hopped up and down with a arm pumped while cheering. "Go! Go! You can do it!" |
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| Affirmative Smackdown | Apr 14 2009, 03:12 PM Post #27 |
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Mandy & Cid: The Tastey Cream Team
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"Er..." Well whatever it was it was obviously struck with how fabulous Keigo was and was particularily speechless - of course this Cinderella getup he was sporting with the apron and bandanna wasn't his best. "I'm from the Department of Immortal Souls. Anyone here wanna make a donation?" The hand - Oh - My - GOD he was in need of a manicure! Keigo's finger itched - he was certain there was at least a nail file in his pocket. "In other words, BOOGA-BOOGA!! I've come to destroy you all, ya pansy-ass piece of shit!" Mout opening to speak, the door was suddenly jarred out of his hand by the Carniku ; well that was rude. Setting hands on his hips he fixed the boy with a most unhappy look. "Huh, zombie Bruce Campbell. That was unexpected. Bye" (shotgun clicking) "You threw out the shotgun shells didn't you?" "What?" Keigo turned around to see the barrel of the shotgun pointed in his general direction. "Was that really necessary?" He rolled his eyes, the neck doing a wonderful bob and weave motion that was a holla back to his soulful roots. The boy acted like he was on multiple shots of espresso. What a spaz! He was playing with a shotgun of all things; what was a shotgun even doing here? What kind of school was this?? "You most likely won't survive this scenario but if you do then, for the love of GOD, watch a few horror movies! Please! Just... Just so you know what your doing WRONG!" With a final exasperated sigh, Carniku turned away from the fashionesta. "Yeah, we're dead. Nice knowing you guys" Carniku concluded. "What are you making such a big fuss about," Keigo said taking his dust rag and attacking the ledge over the fireplace. "Do you really want that dusty old box of crap, because if you do I'll go get it, geezes, simmer down," tossing the rag down he crossed back to the door, opened it and disappeared. Outside he didn't see a whole lot at the immediate moment to be alarmed by. Sure, the simple deplorable nature of the cabin alone was enough to make him want to run for the hills, but nothing to be so overly dramatic about. Of course Keigo wouldn't know anything about the supernatural; for the fleetest moment as a spirit something akin to Keigo's own flitted around others had taken cover. There were some things that were even weird to the undead, and this, as it settled around the shoulders of it's victim, settling in, was just one of those. *cue the music "I'm just a sweet transvestite, from Transsexual Transylvania. "* He'd only been gone for the breath of a moment, but oh the transformation. Where in the world he'd gotten the outfit we won't tell! "Did ssssssoomeone order sssssome ssshelllllssssssss," running one hand the length of the door frame, perfectly silloutetted by the night sky behind him - Keigo was suddenly some twisted form of Dr Frankenfurter, should the reference be recognized. Otherwise he appeared in something akin to a boustier, hugging his androgenous figure, and the lowest cut brief in a metallic gold possible with glitter suspenders and stockings and black platform heels and gloves. The door swung shut behind him as he crossed the room to set the box down infront of Carniku with a flourish before revealing his weapon; red lipstick. Lipstick which was used with the deadliest accuracy to write a larve V on Carniku's forehead. With an evil grin and surprisingly seductive chuckle he turned, prancing and applied the same V to a few others before the shock of it wore off. ((OO: For Reference. And I couldn't find a super good way to interweave Kira.... poo.)) |
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| Lord Massacre | Apr 14 2009, 04:29 PM Post #28 |
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Everyone's Favorite Badass...
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"Huh, zombie Bruce Campbell. That was unexpected. Bye." (The shotgun was slammed in Bad Kash's face, and then the door was shut.) "What the...? I don't look like Bruce Campbell, jackass! Hey! Heeey! I'll swallow your soul! Guh...damn kids. Hmmm?" (As Carniku looked out the window and saw the chainsaw apparently moving on its own accord, Bad Kash also saw it and went chasing after it on his own. It was sort of funny, the way he was running after the thing. For instance, he'd forgotten to reset the jaw that was snapped off, so the damn thing was snapping up and down at random while he ran. Meanwhile, Hayate was assessing the situation in response to Carniku's statement of them being dead. At least a few of them were possessed and they were surrounded by undead things outside. Turning to Carniku, the silver-haired inhuman girl spoke.) Hayate: This is hardly a doomed scenario. Most of these spirits are, in fact, idiots. We're just having some bad luck. For instance, that... (She was now pointing to Keigo Frankenfurter in the doorway.) Hayate: ...isn't even harmful. Merely irritating. (For the record, Keigo couldn't even get NEAR Hayate without getting her hand cut off, so there would be no V-ing her. It was about that point that Bad Kash had returned with the chainsaw. Holding it high, he charged the now-open door with the device over his head. Hayate merely closed the door and he rebounded off of it, hitting the porch and then landing on the dirt ground.) "This is harder than I remember." (Meanwhile, inside again...) Hayate: If you wish, I can begin the killing now. I could even kill the strange one first, if you like. (...Hayate was talking creepy. She wasn't possessed, but she was becoming rather impatient with the inactivity and wished to slice things apart now. Especially since the chainsaw was now cutting a slash through the door now, with the words "Heeere's Bad Kash!" spoken from outside. That was when the tip of Shataros poked the chain of the chainsaw, breaking it and halting Bad Kash's grand entrance.) "Hey!" Hayate: This one may be fun. |
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| Dark Prince | Apr 21 2009, 05:14 PM Post #29 |
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Call me cute again...
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OOC: Im kind of lost T_T and I can’t think of something so I’ll just let my fingers go crazy K IC: Things where happening one after another, the posses Alan just stood there, but it seems that he was invisible or something since no one was paying attention, well he didn’t look menacing the change of eye and hair color is mainly a reaction to Alan’s powers. “Oh well” He started to look around, it seem that two of his palls had been able to take control and that the only Niku was fretting, “This is boring, time to spice it up…” he was cut short by the boy/girl/it drawing a V in his head, he frowned and wiped the V off “Cut it out” he strutted toward the TV and started to play around whit the channels, there was no reason for him to feel out of place after all there where only dead people running around nothing scary. “Oh, nice” he found something of interest in the TV, he turn up the volume at full blast, and started to dance, “come on bro’s let loosen up, we all look stiff” crappy pun, kill the spirit. |
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