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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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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 10:25 AM | Message # 2051 |
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"She didn't know that, I calmed her down as much as I could."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 10:36 AM | Message # 2052 |
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| Garret sighed, running a hand through his hair. "As soon as she gets in here, I'm locking this place down."
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 10:40 AM | Message # 2053 |
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I stared at Garret, my eyes looked dead and seemed to be getting overtaken by pure darkness, though in contrast to it, I was smiling quite warmly.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 10:43 AM | Message # 2054 |
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| Garret looked at Scott, feeling cold. "Scott...?"
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 11:23 AM | Message # 2055 |
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"Remember what the King was capable of? Well, I can do those things as well." I say quite calmly as I pulled out a large caliber revolver.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 11:30 AM | Message # 2056 |
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| Raven propped up her feet on a table and closed her eyes. She couldn't do this to Mickey, everyone had the right to leave whenever they wanted. Locking down would help no one.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 11:31 AM | Message # 2057 |
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| Garret took a step backwards. "Scott, what are you.."
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 11:50 AM | Message # 2058 |
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I chuckled a bit as I forced my will over his body and handed him the revolver, "When in combat against lots of armed assailants I tend to like making them fire on each other, bit sick isn't it?" I say as I willed him to place the barrel to his head.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 11:58 AM | Message # 2059 |
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| The cool metal pressed into his head and Garret stared at Scott with wide eyes. He had no control. "What the fuck? Scott! S-Stop!"
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:02 PM | Message # 2060 |
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I locked the door and sat across from him in a seat, "Why should I stop? This is enjoyable to me, though I'd be willing to drop this exchange for something."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:04 PM | Message # 2061 |
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| "What? Anything?" He gasped, trying to ignore the barrel against his head to no avail.
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:08 PM | Message # 2062 |
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My voice dropped to a very serious tone, "You will not lock down the building and trap her in here, or I'll make you do something even worse than shooting yourself." I lifted my hand up and waved it at him, forcing him to pull the trigger.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:14 PM | Message # 2063 |
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| Mort was with Jessie in another room. He told Jessie about what he saw, and she recommended that he take some time to himself. He's starting to see things that aren't there after all. Though Jessie stayed because of her loyalty. Mort held his head "I swear...there's this blonde guy...with ruby red eyes...he's...spying on us or something"
Jessie sighed and said "Mort everyone's a bit on edge because Mickey's back. Calm down, maybe you saw something, but maybe you're so stressed out that you're not thinking straight"
"Are you saying I'm going crazy?" Mort accused.
"Well no..." Jessie began, but sighed "Yes, you're seeing things that aren't there, hearing things that no one else is hearing. People deal with stress in different ways...maybe you're hallucinating this guy"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:15 PM | Message # 2064 |
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| Garret closed his eyes, expecting death. There was a bang but no death, he opened his eyes, ashamed of the tears. "Fine. Let me go you Mother Fucker. I won't lock the building down," he said quietly.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:18 PM | Message # 2065 |
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| Raven looked up at the sound of a gun going off. What now? She went to investigate.
It's time.
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| Raz | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:18 PM | Message # 2066 |
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I smiled as I hopped up from my chair and grabbed the gun, "Sweet, I should be leaving now, don't wanna overstay my welcome, toodles." I say as I start towards the entrance.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:25 PM | Message # 2067 |
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| Suddenly, Garrett sees the Blonde man whose tormenting Mort, and he vanishes right before Garrett's eyes.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Equinox | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:36 PM | Message # 2068 |
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| "Then let's not attend it. You and me can do something else."
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:41 PM | Message # 2069 |
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| (Dillon what are you doing?)
Garret glared at his retreating form before returning to Raven.
"Really?" She asked quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:43 PM | Message # 2070 |
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| (Setting up something I think will be all sorts of fun)
Mort held his head "i'm telling you Jessie...I feel it...that...this guy...he...I don't know why...but...he feels like...like...darkness encarnet"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:44 PM | Message # 2071 |
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| Raven frowned, arms crossed against her chest. "Really what?"
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:47 PM | Message # 2072 |
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| (That was not Garret, that was Mickey to Mac)
"I'm not going to lock it down so stop looking like that," Garret growled.
(And please PM me first, Dillon)
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| Equinox | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:48 PM | Message # 2073 |
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| "Yeah, let's go check out a restaurant or something, on me."
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 12:52 PM | Message # 2074 |
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| (Oh)
"I just heard a gun went off. You can't expect me to not be curious about it." Raven replied, uncrossing her hands and placing them in her pockets.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.September.15, 1:01 PM | Message # 2075 |
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| "Yeah, it was nothing. Scott was practicing downstairs." Garret shrugged. He walked towards their bedroom. "How is the feast prep going?"
"Is this you asking me on our technical first date?" She teased him quietly.
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