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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 14.July.15, 8:07 PM | Message # 1 |
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| July 14, 1978 Piisgah, North Carolina
They've officially shut down the school. News and Media Outlets show up to my hospital room at all hours of the day, I wish they'd all just leave me alone. Don't they understand that...that...that all my friends are dead? I cant close my eyes without seeing their faces, screaming, begging for me to help them, I...I should have died with them. I shouldn't be alive.
We were just doing a stupid prank, we graduated, we were going to our different colleges in the fall, we wanted to play one last, stupid prank on the highschool that had been our hell for four years. Now it will be their hell forever...it should be mine too. What I saw, I can't even explain. It was an overwhelming darkness, just permeated throughout the school. It overwhelmed us, such awful noises, shrieks and screams. It was suffocating, and even before they started attacking, it felt like we were gonna die. Through the light on our phones...we...we tried to find the exit, but it was nowhere. It felt like we were someplace else entirely, not the school anymore. Then Alice got snatched, her face full of terror, and her scream echoed for minutes. And everyone began disappearing, one after the other, and then there were three of us. George, Yates, and me. We could see the door, it was a hundred feet away, but everything was crowding in around us. We sprinted. I heard George fall but I didn't turn around. My name in his screams will haunt me forever. Yates was holding my hand, and I remember thinking if I got out of this alive I would marry him. And then my arm jerked.
I whirled around to find Yates suspended in mid-air, hanging as if on a crucifix, his arms thrown wide, blood falling from his palms. He twitched once and exploded. I'm not joking...he exploded. I felt his blood splash all over me, and I couldn't even scream. All I saw were the horrible monsters that had been behind him: enormous, gruesome beasts not of this world. I turned and ran.
Now I'm here, alive. They haven't found any bodies, and I think they think I killed them all. I feel like I did...I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them. I should be with them.
I should be with them.
Reagan Woods was found hanging from the ceiling of her hospital room the next week, marking all of the infamous Pisgah Six dead. Since then, Pisgah High School has been closed to everyone, forgotten and abandoned for 37 years. Today marks the anniversary of their deaths and a group of friends from the new Pisgah High School (teasingly nicknamed PJ for Pisgah Jr.) want to celebrate their recent graduation by spending the night in the haunted high school. You are part of that group, adequately named the New Pisgah Six.
(Everyone is limited to one character, in hopes that everyone active on the site currently will join. If not everyone joins, I will fill in the remaining characters.)
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Where you plan to go for college: (College, City, State, keep in mind all local colleges should be located in NC even if made up)
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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Tu, 21.July.15, 2:29 PM | Message # 226 |
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I turned to the one with the spear and tackled it down the stairs, pressing it's head to the ground with my shoulder.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 21.July.15, 3:08 PM | Message # 227 |
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| Raven wondered why boys always asked her to run when she was fully capable of defending herself...to an extent. "You think I'll just leave you two behind?" She yelled back.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 21.July.15, 11:24 PM | Message # 228 |
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| Mort said "I wasn't trying to escape" Suddenly he choked out and it looked like he hung himself.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 0:02 AM | Message # 229 |
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| Mickey gingerly touched her ankle and hissed as icy pain raced up her leg. "I h-had t-to go and br-break my l-leg," she mumbled.
Garret groaned, driving his shoulder into the last lizard man. "You know, it's call chivalry, we wanna see the girl make it out alive, gentleman shit Raven? We don't have time for this "girls are just as capable as guys" bs!" Garret stumbled a few steps up, observing the semi conscious guards. Below them, shouting started. "Alright let's go Scott, we'll flee together," Garret looked pointedly at Raven.
"What a pity," one of the Servants laughed. "The Masssster will be dissssappointed he didn't get to have hisssss fun with the one who brought him all the tasssssty humanssss," they hissed but continued dragging him along. They'd need the evidence he actually died.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 0:29 AM | Message # 230 |
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| They're crazy and I'm crazy enough to agree to this. Raven huffed in irritation and nodded reluctantly. "Fine."
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: We, 22.July.15, 1:23 AM | Message # 231 |
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| Alright, let's see. I can't just go at it with a shard of ice, it'll kill me before I can reach its neck. I need to set up a spike trap if possible, to impale its neck, and hope it dies quick. Using some rocks, I can set shards at the floor and walls at an angle so they stab it when it comes in. I need to stab it from above too.
(The reason I wanted a cave description was for the possibility of stalagmites or other trap set ups)
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:37 AM | Message # 232 |
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| Mort did the most embaressing thing he ever did...he shat his own pants to make it smell like crazy, because if they didn't go to adjust him...he would really die and not painlessly!
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| Raz | Date: We, 22.July.15, 11:46 AM | Message # 233 |
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I had cut the binds and taken the spear, which I was currently stabbing through the snakeman's head and twisting, "Man, I've waited to kill something without feeling bad for a looong time." I said with a chuckle as I pulled out the spear.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 5:56 PM | Message # 234 |
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| Garret winced, managing to get his wrists free and helping Raven. "Come on Scott."
Something shivered and appeared within the cage and lifted Mortus off the ground by his shirt, all one million eyes glaring at him. "You are truly pathetic," he hissed. The men around the cage were bowing and hissing. "Two have fallen in the Winter Wastelands. Go retrieve them and bring them to my palace," he said and disappeared with Mort still clutched in his claws.
Mickey's eyes traveled over the cage, trying to find anything that would help them. Even if they did manage to kill the bird, the meat would cool quickly in this temperature. And her ankle...she glanced a peek at the purple, swollen mass and quickly looked away. Her eyes found what looked like piles of bones towards the back and pointed. "If y-you broke th-those, they'd b-be r-really sh-sharp,"
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| Raz | Date: We, 22.July.15, 6:46 PM | Message # 235 |
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"Aight." I said, resting the Spear on my shoulder.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 7:44 PM | Message # 236 |
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| "Thanks." Raven rubbed her wrists a few times where the binds had bitten into her skin. "Stay safe, you two."
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: We, 22.July.15, 7:57 PM | Message # 237 |
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| I nodded. I went over to the bones and investigated the pile, while looking for good large bones. I don't want any...surprises.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:02 PM | Message # 238 |
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| Mort's eyes opened and than sighed "Give me some credit" Mort said reaching into his pants "There's no low I won't sink to get away from you" He literally flung his crap into his eyes so that the demon would let go.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:13 PM | Message # 239 |
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| The shit didn't make it two inches as they teleported into the castle. He threw him to the floor, waving his hands. Chains on his wrists kept him on the floor. "Truly pitiful," he sighed, sitting on his throne. "Some of your other friends will be arriving soon."
Garret started walking up the stairs, having grabbed a sword, and was holding it out in front of him. "Scott, maybe you should lead the way," he said, looking around. "I hope the others are okay."
Mickey tried to maneuver over to him when a great roar shook the cave. Mickey pulled herself to the entrance and her blood ran even colder. "Mac...it's coming this way!!"
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:16 PM | Message # 240 |
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| (*raises hand* One question, is Garret asking Raven to run or to go with them?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:20 PM | Message # 241 |
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| "You underestimate my friends if you think that you'll just beat them just like that?" Mort said in defiance.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:26 PM | Message # 242 |
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| "Are they really going to be your friends when they find out you got them into this mess?" The Demon mused quietly.
(Go with them now)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:27 PM | Message # 243 |
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| "Even if they aren't" Mort smirked "You already lost..."
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| Raz | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:29 PM | Message # 244 |
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I looked at the snakemen for a few seconds, momentarily ignoring Garret's question, then picked up a sword and sliced off one's head, "We really should be decapitating them, don't want them chasing us so quickly."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:30 PM | Message # 245 |
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| "I hope so too." Raven replied behind him.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:30 PM | Message # 246 |
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| "Ah yes, let's see...Scott has killed and wants to kill more, Raven is confused and feeling lost, Garret likewise, a little worried and scared, darling Mickey has broken 4 bones in her ankle and can barely move, oh and both her and Mac are just short of freezing to death and being eaten. Yes, sounds like I'm very beaten," the demon laughed. "In my own domain you have no power."
Garret looked at him, his stomach feeling queasy. "Do what you think you must."
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| Raz | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:35 PM | Message # 247 |
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"Why are you sick? They aren't people, they're monsters, looking to torture us, nothing will stop them from doing that except our will to fight." I said decapitating another.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:45 PM | Message # 248 |
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| Raven was quiet, listening to the other two boys.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:47 PM | Message # 249 |
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| "You forgot our deal Mr. Demon" Mort said confidently "You said that all I had to do was reach your castle before I got killed. Lets see, I'm alive...and in your castle...you lost...because you shot YOURSELF in the foot. Our deal was I had to get to the castle...you never said I couldn't be dragged here, by your idiot ass. So you owe me my wish...You can't take our souls...even if you kill us...we won"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 22.July.15, 10:51 PM | Message # 250 |
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| "Ah you misunderstood, I said you must reach my castles for your trials to begin. The fun is only starting," the demon was sounding bored.
Garret grit his teeth and stalked forward, lopping off the head of the last demons. "Let's just go."
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