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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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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 0:13 AM | Message # 1476 |
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| "I honestly don't know." Raven replied. "It can be a number of things."
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| Equinox | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 0:17 AM | Message # 1477 |
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| "He might return to trials, which I much prefer to someone's life being on the line."
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 8:38 AM | Message # 1478 |
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| Mickey left after a quiet goodbye and caught up to Mac and Raven, listening to their conversation.
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| Raz | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 8:59 AM | Message # 1479 |
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| Scott
I looked at the floor after she left, and let my mind blank with nothing more than a Hmm vocalizing.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 6:01 PM | Message # 1480 |
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| "Probably," Raven admitted.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 10.September.15, 8:01 PM | Message # 1481 |
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| (I think we need a ts soon)
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 10:28 AM | Message # 1482 |
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| (Ehhhhhhhhhh)
Mickey walked closer to Mac. The hallways were feeling colder...a laugh echoed down the hallway. "Your wish is my command..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 10:56 AM | Message # 1483 |
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| (I'll wait)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 11:18 AM | Message # 1484 |
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| Raven froze. "I guess that's that." She frowned.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 11:56 AM | Message # 1485 |
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| (You'll be involved, Dillon, sheesh)
The King strode down the hallway towards them. "What a wonderful sight, lovers, friends...I'll give you the honor of choosing your next task," he purred. Mickey was quiet. They needed to choose something that would make Raven next.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 12:00 PM | Message # 1486 |
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| Raven stared at the ground in front of her. What would make things hard for her that would want her to make her next??
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 12:07 PM | Message # 1487 |
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| Mort woke up and looked at Jessie and said quietly "I think it's time for their next task..."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 12:26 PM | Message # 1488 |
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| "Endurance," Mickey said quickly. If Raven bowed out first she would be the one to go next."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 12:48 PM | Message # 1489 |
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| MOrt walked outside with Jessie and asked "You okay?"
Jessie responded "I'm worried about you"
"Why would you be worried about me?" Mort asked his friend with benifits
"The Demon King...he's gonna find out and you're gonna" Jessie said quietly...not finishing the sentence because it was to horrible to think about.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 12:55 PM | Message # 1490 |
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| Raven stuck out her tongue at Mickey, just for show. Mickey knew she hated endurance the most.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 1:13 PM | Message # 1491 |
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| "I won't" Mort said to the concerned Succubus. "I won't die...I promise you this" He said with defiance. "I'm more worried about you...why don't you go down and hang out with Heather and Molly today? I'll be fine...really"
Jessie paused "Please don't make promises you can't keep" She kissed his cheek. "I'll be back up when the trial is over, don't do something stupid" She begged, and she left.
Mort walked to Garrett's door and knocked on it.
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 2:53 PM | Message # 1492 |
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| "Heh, good choice. Endurance is an easy one." I said with an intentionally confident look.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:07 PM | Message # 1493 |
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| Garret jerked open the door, half dressed. "What are you doing?! They're about to start another trial."
The King smiled. "We'll see about that." With a wave of his hand, they were in the arena, Scott there too. Garret disappeared from in front of Mort and appeared beside the King. He stumbled back as the King grinned evilly. "How long can you withstand your friend's torture?" Mickey paled drastically and stumbled forward. "No..."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:11 PM | Message # 1494 |
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| Raven pulled Mickey back, her face pale also. "Dammit Mickey, follow the order." She whispered in her ear.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:19 PM | Message # 1495 |
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| "Damn it, this isn't endurance, this is mental and physical torture!" I spoke in truthful anger. No show to put on now. How long do we have to go...before Raven gives in? She knows the plan, she knows she's first. If she gave up early into the torture, it wouldn't be that surprising.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:35 PM | Message # 1496 |
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| Mickey stared at her, eyes wide. "That's Ga--" the scream split the arena in two. The scream from Garret. Garret...screaming. She looked at him to find a large slash down his arm, black blood oozing as he screamed. The King drew his long nails through his skin and the screams grew. The king's face was positively delightful. With trembling legs, Mickey shut her mouth. This was for Raven.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:43 PM | Message # 1497 |
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| Raven slowly sank down to the floor, letting go of Mickey's shoulder. She didn't know how long she could last just listening to Garret's screams and not be able to do anything about it. She flinched at every scream he made. Oh Garret...
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:43 PM | Message # 1498 |
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| "Damn it! You bastard, what do you want from us?" I said. I was baiting out the demon response, but I was also quite literal in looking for a way to make this end.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 3:55 PM | Message # 1499 |
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| "Raven just do it," Mickey whispered. Tears were streaking her cheeks.
Fire was ripping through his veins. Blood was pouring over his hands, soaking the ground at his feet. Why...why was this happening...he looked at the others standing there. Why...
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:02 PM | Message # 1500 |
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| Raven looked away from her, wiping the tears away quickly with the back of her hand. There were blood on the palm of her hands from her nails being balled into fists. She got up shakily and took a deep breath. "Okay okay, stop stop. Just stop please." She called out, her voice almost cracked at the end. She probably looked like a big mess.
It's time.
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