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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, 11.September.15, 4:07 PM | Message # 1501 |
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| "Go on? I can't hear you!" He drove his nails into Garret's abdomen, smiling wildly.
Punishment. This had to be punishment for breaking out, wasn't it? He doubled over, grasping his stomach. Raven was saying something...
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:13 PM | Message # 1502 |
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| Stay strong, stay strong. Raven chanted to herself in a rhythm as she gripped the back of one of the arena seats and turned another shade of white when the King continued. "Please." She begged. "I'll t-take his place if I have to, j-just stop please."
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:19 PM | Message # 1503 |
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I was just making white noise by humming a tune, It was easy to block it out, after all, I wasn't worried for Garret, the King wouldn't kill him, no point in that at the moment.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:19 PM | Message # 1504 |
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| The King appeared before Raven, grinning down at her. He put a bloody hand under her chin, gripping it hard and pulling her to face him. "What did you say?" He purred.
Mickey fought every urge to jump at him.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:25 PM | Message # 1505 |
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| Raven gathered her wits as she thought up a response. Her hatred for him grew every time she heard Garret scream. She wasn't going to forgive him anytime soon for that. "I said to please stop." She replied. Though she wondered if her answer was going to make him continue.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:35 PM | Message # 1506 |
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| Mort paused as he was watching this, having walked down. Any doubt he had on his very recent choice to help his friends changed when he saw that brutal torture of Garrett. Garrett and him may not be best friends, but no one deserves what he's witnessing. Mort gritted his teeth however, as he knew that if he stepped up, all he would acomplish would be his own death...or worse...he'd ruin their plans.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:39 PM | Message # 1507 |
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| "No...before that...would you like to join me? Rejoin your precious Garret?" His eyes glinted with Malice.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:43 PM | Message # 1508 |
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| "If that's what it takes to stop him from being tortured." Raven glared up at him. A small part of her brain wondered why she wasn't a red head because of her fiery nature. She was otherwise brave or foolish, most likely both.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:56 PM | Message # 1509 |
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| "Raven!" I yelled, putting on the facade of trying to stop her from making this demonic deal.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 4:59 PM | Message # 1510 |
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| Mort kept his mouth shut, not wanting to ruin anything.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:13 PM | Message # 1511 |
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| "No, Raven, don't. Garret'll be fine, He won't kill him," Mickey pleaded quietly. The King cast glares at them. "She has already accepted," he grinned and dug a nail into Raven's arm. Black magic spread from the wound.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:15 PM | Message # 1512 |
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I was looking away from the King, I would've stabbed him if I had to look at him to long.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:20 PM | Message # 1513 |
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| Raven flinched at the sudden burst of pain on her arm and slowly turned to the others behind her. Evidently struggling with being scared, she attempted a smile.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:24 PM | Message # 1514 |
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| Mort clenched his fist trying so hard not to bash the king over the head or choke his ass out with smoke. This part was always the worst, he didn't notice it at the time due to him being super angry to notice...but...turning from human to demon hurts like...pardon the pun...hell.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:36 PM | Message # 1515 |
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I stood up and moved away from everyone.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:46 PM | Message # 1516 |
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| "Stay strong Mickey whispered. Darkness swirled around them and when it cleared, Mickey, Mac, and Scott were in the hallway outside their rooms. Garret appeared in his room, slowly healing. He groaned. Raven...
The King appeared in his chambers, still gripping Raven's arms. "I've needed a queen for a while," he grinned maliciously.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Raz | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:47 PM | Message # 1517 |
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I walked into my room and plopped back onto my bed.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:53 PM | Message # 1518 |
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| Raven took an automatic step backward. She was hoping the reason why they were both in his chambers wasn't going to happen. The pain hitched up a higher level and she took a few even breaths. "I won't be yours."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 5:58 PM | Message # 1519 |
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| The King yanked her back closer, his nails digging into her skin. "I don't think you have much a choice," he growled.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:03 PM | Message # 1520 |
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| Raven let out an involuntary yelp of pain before looking up at him. "If I'm going to be your queen, shouldn't I get a choice in this?"
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:05 PM | Message # 1521 |
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| Mort paused and decided something "Wait!" He said rushing forward "Wait...I...I have something to confess that is of a more pressing matter"
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:07 PM | Message # 1522 |
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| The King scoffed and pushed her away. "I'll take Mickey instead then. Scurry to your dying lover," he growled. "Enjoy your slow transformation.
Mickey looked at Mac and tried to ignore Scott leaving. "So Raven's gone..."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:08 PM | Message # 1523 |
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| (Dillon, the King is in his private chambers with Raven)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:09 PM | Message # 1524 |
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| (Mort is still in the arena as far as the description goes, Dillon.)
"Fuck, even when everything goes right it still goes wrong." I mumbled, before leaning against my door.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 11.September.15, 6:13 PM | Message # 1525 |
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| That's even worse. "I'll do it, I'll be your queen." Raven replied, hating every word she was saying. If she was going to protect Mickey and for the sake of her friends, she's going to have to be willing to sacrifice herself a bit. Maybe a lot in her case.
It's time.
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