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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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Age: (Only 17 or 18)
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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: Sa, 12.September.15, 0:54 AM | Message # 1651 |
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| Raven mumbled about how the King purposely made her transformation slower than everyone else but nodded. "Okay." She breathed.
(What I liked the most today is that we spent the entire day rping. xD)
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 10:30 AM | Message # 1652 |
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| (Was that at me or ILD?. The Servant line i mean)
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 10:40 AM | Message # 1653 |
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| (Why would it be towards ILD?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 11:05 AM | Message # 1654 |
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| (okay)
Jessie was in the room quietly, a little bruised up as she said to Mickey "What is thy bidding?"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 11:08 AM | Message # 1655 |
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| (She can't really talk. Yet. She's kinda just laying there, you can let Jessie do what she wants)
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 11:16 AM | Message # 1656 |
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| Jessie was dejectedly cleaning the room around her as Mort looked for her.
Mort needed her help to find Mickey, he can't find her anywhere and he didn't know Heather or Molly well enough to trust them with something this big. He clenched his fist as he said out loud "Jessie! Where are you?"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 12:06 PM | Message # 1657 |
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| (o.o)
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 12:52 PM | Message # 1658 |
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| (Well that's no fun, I was hoping Jessie would be sympathetic, trying to help Mickey and stuff :/)
Garret looked at his two friends, now deep in transformation and sat with a sigh. This was all wrong. He put his head in his hands.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 1:33 PM | Message # 1659 |
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| Raven was curled up in a ball, breathing becoming more irregular as time continued ticking. It was all she could do to resist the black magic sluggishly coursing down her veins. This was definitely called a slow and painful death.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 2:04 PM | Message # 1660 |
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| On my knees from the pain, I couldn't even bear to look up at Garrett. "Garrett...what if you injected more? Would-would it give me more?"
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 2:12 PM | Message # 1661 |
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| Garret looked at him. "You're crazy..." He frowned. Would it though?
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 2:45 PM | Message # 1662 |
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| "We're all crazy at this point." Raven whispered in an unnaturally high voice. She shut up immediately, really hoping that wasn't how her voice was going to be like for the rest of her life.
It's time.
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 3:03 PM | Message # 1663 |
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| "Let's...lets give it... A try." I said, out of breath for some reason.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 3:25 PM | Message # 1664 |
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| Garret walked to him and with a shuddering breath he bit him again, more venom entering Mac's veins. He didn't let go this time.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 3:43 PM | Message # 1665 |
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| I just took it. The pain is starting to make my vision blurry, but I'll survive. I have to. "Just...only when I pass...out...yeah."
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 3:50 PM | Message # 1666 |
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| Garret watched him. Please let this work..
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 3:58 PM | Message # 1667 |
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| "Daaai think isabout done..." I soon after passed out in his grip. Still breathing, at least.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 4:11 PM | Message # 1668 |
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| "Lucky duck." Raven mumbled before quickly tightly shutting her eyes. The fire had moved from her muscles and burrowed into the bones. "Help." She whimpered.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 4:23 PM | Message # 1669 |
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| Garret let him go and moved to Raven. "It'll be over soon," he said.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 4:32 PM | Message # 1670 |
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| Raven only moaned before passing out in pain. Stupid king, she was going to make him pay for everything.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 6:19 PM | Message # 1671 |
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| (Okay everyone! We're going to be TS-ing the the completion of everyone's transformations (sorry Scott))
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 6:25 PM | Message # 1672 |
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| (yush plz)
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 6:28 PM | Message # 1673 |
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| (Awww, even me? Thought I'd stay human.)
Persona Non Grata
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 6:48 PM | Message # 1674 |
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| (No you're still human!)
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| Raz | Date: Sa, 12.September.15, 6:52 PM | Message # 1675 |
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| (Aw sweet, I'd be confused if I were a Demon.)
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