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GuardianOni Shaman          Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5842 days Last activity: 5301 days |
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| ((Ok... I know this is an old thread, but I've been going over it and the long coming next part is finally here.))
The trap is sprung. The prey is scared. The hunters are moving in. ---------------------------------------------------- "Lets get out of here." Said Pockets. An idea echoed by Tom's thudding heart, and suddenly tight throat. Tom turned to head back but before he could take a step Pocket's hand grabs his shoulder. Looking back to Pockets he finds his friend starring behind him. Turning he looks past the point where they found Lore, to the next turn. And around the bend ten yards away was something, big. Tom's mind reeled. Tom's brain seemed to be working to classify the thing. About eight feet tall, it was standing upright on two legs and a head was sitting upon it's shoulder with two glittering eyes. But nothing else was human about it. In place of a mouth was a four foot long tube that moved like a tongue tasting the air in front of it's naked, putrid yellow body. As it steps forward Tom barely takes in that it's leg moved too much like it has two or more extra joints. But Tom was more concerned with the claws. The two arms overly long, like an ape's, but slender. Ending in large hands with many fingers. Each ending in a foot long claw. It starts to take another step, and Tom's mind snaps into place. "RUN!" And the two took off. Full sprint, back the way they had came. The sounds of the creature behind them. Chasing them. The were closing on the end of maze 4. The closest exit was there. Getting to the foot of the stairs that exited maze 4 Tom stopped. There was another creature. Looking like a cross between a rat, and a harpy it stooped in the doorway at the top of the stairs. Looking down at them, a taloned claw gripping each or the hand rails it crouched back to jump. Tom Dove for the wall on the right of the stairs. A hidden door there giving way under his mass. Beyond the door Tom spins just in time to let pocket through. Closing the door he throws the latch in place. A loud thump a heartbeat later, and Tom knew that the thing had landed. Backing away from the door Tom Looked around. He knew where they were. This was a space between his maze and maze 4. Looking down a dark tunnel he knew that the nearest exit was to the and hall at the end of his maze. And the tunnel in front of him was the quickest way there. "This way."" Tom says breathlessly. And again starts to sprint. All the aches and pains forgotten from mere moments earlier. The two hurtle down the tunnel. Another hidden door and they were flying down the ramp. Tom knew he black curtain was fallowed by a small platform with a steel guard rail directly across from the exit, with the steps on the right. A little ahead of Pockets Tom throws up his arms across his face to push away the curtain, and two breaking steps to slow his self for the sharp turn. But the curtain didn't give. Instead Tom ran into what felt like stone. There was a crunching noise, and a loud "Ufff!" And pockets unable to stop his self in time slammed into Tom's backpack, sending his self sprawling onto the end of the ramp. Tom had protected his head against most of the blow, but no expecting the wall there Tom hit the wall with the crown of his head. Lights exploded in front of him. Blinding him for what may have been moments, or what may have be ages. But the next few blinks of his eyes brought the pain, and the return to the present. Looking stunned and scared Pockets asks from the floor. "Tom, what- " But a noise of rending wood from somewhere past the hidden door at the top of the ramp cut him off. And they were running again. Up the ramp, past the butcher shop, past the cage and around the corner they flew. And stopped again. They were at the end of the strobe hallway looking down the way the guests would come. And there instep of a guest was something that looking like a giant millipede, with six foot long feelers stretched out in front of it. Two lobster like claws waves from behind it's head snapping at the air. Tom took a step toward it, and sidestepped into another hidden door. Holding it open for pockets Tom quickly closed it. There were in another of the 'in between places.' this one taken up by a large circular pillar that Tom knew to have an elevator "There is an elevator over here." Tom panted. Moving around to the far side they found the doors closed. Pockets jabbed at the call button. Tom suddenly becoming aware of the blood flowing from the top of his forehead. The stood next to the elevator listening hard. There was movement just beyond the wall off to there left. A snarl from somewhere else. And then a yell and a scream. Tom's eyes met Pocket's someone else was here. And they had encountered the creatures too. The sound of the elevator door opening made them jump and look around. And Tom had felt he hit the wall again. Before them was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Long raven black hair framed he perfect face. Her alabaster skin seemed to shimmer as she stepped forward. Her lavender eyes drawing them in deeper. But as she reached for them Tom blinked and stepped back. There was something... Tom barely felt the prick on his neck. She had only touched him there. For a moment Tom stood there swaying. Dimly aware that Pockets had fell to the floor. Tom looked down. He wanted to help his friend. But his legs didn't seem to want to move. Blinking he looks back up. The woman had a small frown on her perfect face and flapped her leather wings in an agitated manor. Tom fell to his knees. Still looking up at her he tried to say something but suddenly his mind was blank. Leaning down she again pricked his neck. This time he felt the poison enter into him. And the darkness engulfed him. ---------------------------------------- Flakey sat half in her car. "Where the fuck are they?" She moaned. "I don't know, but I'm worried." Samara said looking to Pocket's car. "I'm too tired. Let's go. Tom can get a ride from Pockets." "But why-" Samara began, but cut by the ringing of Flakey's phone. He opens it looks at the screen, then presses the talk button. "Pockets?" "Yeah, I'm giving the big one a ride later." A voice said over the cellphone. Muffled by static, and barely audible. "We got caught-up." "huh, wait, what?" But the phone hung up. Looking up at Samara Flakey says "Tom and pockets are up to something. Pockets says he is giving Tom a ride home." Samara shrugged. "Eh, they are big boys." She said, feeling exhausted her self she leaned back in the passenger seat. The two drive away, leaving Pocket's red sedan alone but for a few other cars. -------------------------------------------------------- Prey has been caught. Games to be set. Blood to be spilled. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 08-11-07 06:20 AM) |
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Pockets Werewolf pockets Since: 10-20-04 Since last post: 5092 days Last activity: 4609 days |
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| *falls over after climbing out of the hole he'd dug in the ground*
"Ouch." He looks around and reads the newest installment to the story. "OOOOO, REAL monsters. COOL. At least I got taken down by a hot one," he shrugs. Kick ass dude, I like it a lot. Now I am even more interested than ever. Can't wait to see what happens next. *limps away, carefully avoiding the hole in the ground.* |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable  Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 102 days Last activity: 102 days |
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| ... Aww, no action for the girls? *pouts* | |||
WhiteRose Warrior Sailor Delerium Have you ever spent days and days and days making up flavors of ice cream that no ones ever eaten before? Like chicken and telephone ice cream?...Green mouse ice cream was the worst.  Since: 08-17-04 From: The Dreaming Since last post: 4454 days Last activity: 5157 days |
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| Good job love. Just those few things I mentioned to you over Yahoo is all. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5842 days Last activity: 5301 days |
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| Changed the ending a little bit. I think this way is better, and doesn't insult anyone. | |||
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WhiteRose Warrior Sailor Delerium Have you ever spent days and days and days making up flavors of ice cream that no ones ever eaten before? Like chicken and telephone ice cream?...Green mouse ice cream was the worst. Since: 08-17-04 From: The Dreaming Since last post: 4454 days Last activity: 5157 days |
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| I like the changes. Defently more of a creepy feelings since...how did Pocket's call if he's out cold O_o | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5842 days Last activity: 5301 days |
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| over a year since the last up date... Would this be considered a dead thread, or would I be able to continue this story?
I will be asking the same questions of some other stories. Btw... this is my first post in who knows how long... feels good to be back. |
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Elara Divine Mamkute Dark Elf Goddess Chaos Imp Penguins Fan Ms. Invisable Since: 08-15-04 From: Ferelden Since last post: 102 days Last activity: 102 days |
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| As long as you continue the story I would not consider it a dead thread, same with the others. Welcome back. |
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