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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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Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 14.August.15, 11:40 AM | Message # 551 |
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| (Yo man, I'm just trying to fit in man.)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 14.August.15, 11:55 AM | Message # 552 |
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| (Lauren I love you, you know my favorite color :D)
Mort looked around and asked "Whose there?"
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 14.August.15, 1:05 PM | Message # 553 |
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| Tch, if they wanted to trick me, they could at least stick these trick beasts a little further apart. I'll keep moving forward, not going towards any of the voices.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 14.August.15, 3:40 PM | Message # 554 |
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| Scott
I look back at the room, realizing I should've taken an HMG and sigh. I quietly walk towards the ooze to examine it.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 15.August.15, 0:57 AM | Message # 555 |
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| (You guys can ad lib for a bit)
Mickey wandered down the hallway, immensely grateful for wearing a jacket as a chill had seeped through the walls of the tunnel. It was strange, almost neverending, and Mickey was almost sure she could hear whispers but she wasn't quite sure.
Garret stopped walking, looking around. There was 8 paths before him. How do you choose which one?
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 15.August.15, 1:05 AM | Message # 556 |
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| Raven took a left turn immediately and hoped she was still parallel with the first hallway. As she walked, she thought about the labyrinth in Greek mythology with multiple entrances but one exit. Could it be a coincidence? Just minutes ago, something cold and sticky seeped into her shoes, forcing the left turn.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 15.August.15, 1:24 AM | Message # 557 |
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| These trick beasts are starting to piss me off. I really want to just go down there and kill all of them just to shut them u- Ah hah, I won't fall for that. You wont get me to suicidally fight those things.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 15.August.15, 3:03 PM | Message # 558 |
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| Mort pulled out his gun and said "Awnser me!" He then paused as one of the voice became his own.
"Don't fight what you can't beat...you are the beast" The voice said as Mort shook his head
"Shut up...who the hell are you?! What the hell are you?" Mort said looking around.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 5:03 PM | Message # 559 |
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| Garret finally took the far right one, seeing as it was the only path different from the others in that this one actually wasn't freezing. He stepped forward, apprehensive.
Mickey entered into a large cavern and looked around. Torches lined the walls but glittered with a blue flame that produced no heat whatsoever. The walls were etched with pictures of great battles and giant men and women. Gods maybe? She studied the pictures quietly. It looked like the story of the labyrinth strangely...she touched the wall, wondering if maybe that's where she was. And if she was, why oh why didn't she have a weapon?
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Equinox | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 5:22 PM | Message # 560 |
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| I took a turn left after heading forward. Gonna just stick left unless things are obviously dangerous. I can still hear the trick beasts though, how horrible their voices are.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 8:12 PM | Message # 561 |
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| Mort saw this large black beast infront of him, on instinct he shot it and than paused as the shells fell useless on the floor. It tilted it's head than leapt at him forcing him to cover and brace himself when it got to him...he was gone.
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| Raz | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 9:22 PM | Message # 562 |
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I backed up as the goop moved towards me. It certainly unsettled me, the way it was moving towards me.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 9:43 PM | Message # 563 |
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| (Are you implying Mort or the monster disappeared Dillon?)
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| Equinox | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 9:47 PM | Message # 564 |
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| (I would assume he meant it instead of he, because immediately moving himself without your permission is a bit drastic for ad-libbing.)
The voices are growing louder again. Are they coming for me? I should keep moving. Perhaps I could lose them, but I haven't seen a fork in the road since I passed the trick beasts. This is bad.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 10:37 PM | Message # 565 |
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| Raven frowned, taking another left. So one right, and 2 lefts. She thought she was doing a good job at keeping calm, though she felt the water or goo or whatever rising up to her ankle. Frightened, she continued walking.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 16.August.15, 10:42 PM | Message # 566 |
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| A low grumble sounded from behind Mickey and she turned, her eyes widening as a large beast rose up before her. It stretched and growled and Mickey swore. "Come ON!" She grabbed a torch and began to run, taking the smallest tunnel she could. The blue light of the Flames threw garish images over the walls.
Garret eventually emerged in a cave filled with flowing river of lava. No wonder it was warm. Sweltering now actually. In the distance he heard the pop of a gun and frowned. Who actually chose a gun in close quarters like this? Wait...what if the others were doing the same, wandering the labyrinth? What was the purpose of this trial? He looked around and found another tunnel this side of the lava River and bolted for it. Let's work on finding each other.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 18.August.15, 12:05 PM | Message # 567 |
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| (The monster)
Mort held his head and screamed in agony "What is going on..."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 19.August.15, 12:00 PM | Message # 568 |
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| (POST MY FRIENDS)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 19.August.15, 12:26 PM | Message # 569 |
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| (Post I shall)
Raven had lost track of the turns she made after running blindly around with some sort of creature chasing after her. She knew not to scream when it can also alert other unknown creatures she didn't want to meet.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: We, 19.August.15, 1:26 PM | Message # 570 |
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| Still no turns at all. They couldn't possibly give me a dead end here, it wouldn't be fun at all.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 19.August.15, 2:49 PM | Message # 571 |
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| A large splash of the stuff hit the floor in front of Scott and began to rise. A humanoid shape began to form, slowly moving towards him.
Behind Mac the voice beast grow closer, whispering his desires instead of his fears, changing tactics, almost singing like a siren. A wall was looming up before him, but maybe it was just a trick, just like the beasts behind him.
A grand pit yawned in front of Raven and before she could stop she was tumbling down it, emerging in a large cavern covered with etchings, blue torches lighting the place. A hunched form was standing in front of a cave, clawing and growling at whatever was inside. There was the distinct sound of sobbing coming from within that cave.
Garret emerged from a tunnel to the left of Mort, frowning but somewhat relieved to find someone. "What the hell are you shouting about man?"
Mickey waved the torch again, unable to control the sobs jerking from her throat. The beast strained again, its bloody maw wide. "Go AWAY!"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: We, 19.August.15, 3:24 PM | Message # 572 |
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I gripped my Hammer with both arms and launched myself backwards to get distance between me and the...Humanoid? "What are you?" I says, regretting that I didn't take an LMG.
Persona Non Grata
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 19.August.15, 3:33 PM | Message # 573 |
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| Mort shook his head and than held it again panting "it's nothing...it's just...bad dreams..." He then looked at him and said "Do you believe that people have monsters living in them?"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 19.August.15, 3:41 PM | Message # 574 |
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| "Right now isn't time for your supernatural bullshit, Mort, you already got us to hell. We need to find the others." Garret looked around.
The thing only laughed and reached out for him, the goop dripping to the floor sickeningly.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Equinox | Date: We, 19.August.15, 4:09 PM | Message # 575 |
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| "The only thing I desire right now is to get the hell out of here alive!" I mumbled angrily to myself before taking the butt of my trident and ramming it at the wall.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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