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Cheeba V2.0
11-17-2004, 03:37 AM
Abandoned.

The intention of this thread was mistaken, while I endorse creativity, I will no longer be involved myself. I am glad my idea, however misinterpreted, allowed the oppertunity for expression.

At this point I hand it over to those that have turned it into what it is now.

"Creative writing thread"

Do with it what you will.

newb
11-17-2004, 05:01 AM
Not a bad idea cheeb. If I wasn't at work I would attempt it. I'll have to wait until I get home.

You would think horror fans would have good imaginations.

FairyKorpes
11-17-2004, 05:11 AM
I have the imagination equivlant to that of a potato and my interaction with art is that of staying inside the lines of a Blue's clues coloring book. But i would enjoy seeing what other people envision.

Cheeba V2.0
11-17-2004, 06:02 AM
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Haphazard
11-17-2004, 09:37 AM
Great idea! My head hurts...but great idea. I would definitely tackle this...but my scanner is B-R-oken!

Grrrrrr!

juanhacko
11-17-2004, 12:08 PM
Sounds great for other members--my last attempt at art was in the third grade--and it shows.

bloodrayne
11-17-2004, 12:17 PM
Aww...I just can't think so well right now...Too much on my mind, lately...But as soon as I'm feeling inspired, I'll be sure to hit your thread...It's a great idea, btw:) :cool:

Death By Jell-O
11-17-2004, 12:23 PM
~Opens Up Photoshop~

This might take a while, but I'll give it a go........

Great Idea BTW

Haunted
11-17-2004, 12:23 PM
"Shawn,"she breathed breathed and looked up. What a coincindenc or was. What in the hell could he be doing here in thass of dawn? Just seeing his knowing smile told me that this was going to be a bad day....or worse.

I knew why he was visiting, I just wished he'd picked a better hour than my time before work. Leading two lives has never nor will be the easiest task in the world. One job I punch out when I'm ready, the other job has other people who punch my own timeclock permenantly.

Shawn did it, of course,solved the murder (which he committed pinning the real crime on some schmo walking his dog. After all, what's one more prostitute?

Plenty if you knew what she was carrying.

bloodrayne
11-17-2004, 01:39 PM
Originally posted by Haunted
"Shawn," breathed and looked up. What a coincindenc or was. What in the hell could he be doing here in thass of dawn? Just seeing his knowing smile told me that this was going to be a bad day....or worse.

I knew why he was visiting, I just wished he'd picked a better hour than my time before work. Leading two lives has never nor will be the easiest task in the world. One job I punch out when I'm ready, the other job has other people who punch my own timeclock permenantly.

Shawn did it, of course,solved the murder (which he committed pinning the real crime on some schmo walking his dog. After all, what's one more prostitute?

Plenty if you knew what she was carrying. Oooh...This sounds like the beginning of a Dean Koontz story...I want more...lol...Seriously...That's awesome, Haunted :cool: :)

Cheeba V2.0
11-18-2004, 02:24 AM
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Haunted
11-18-2004, 06:34 AM
I holstered my piece and coverd any evidence with my large lamb's wool over coat. The smell of must and blood filled my nostrils.

There was something else that caught my eye. A legal pad lay close to the body of the dead man. I flipped through it noticing indesipherable runes and gliffs. I'd have to take it back to Service to really decipher their meanings. Besides the sun was setting over head. It was time to either climb out or try that wall.

"Give that Siannan, I'm fairly certain you don't want to get involed.

"Really? I've more about the occult than you'd ever known," snapped and jerked the memo pad out of his hand.

"I remember when we used to be on same team," he said pleasantly.

I've got work to do here so why don't you...hm....fuck off.

I put my trusty stethescope on different panels in the room. Sure enough, I still heard footseps going beyond the wall. I pushed it to no luck. There were not finger prints or hand prints, just foot prints. It was very perplexing. There must be a latch in this room, and I knew that I had to find it in a hurry. Breaking through the ceiling probably wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done.

The something Shawn wanted was getting away, fast. I whirled on him, "How I get behind that wall"

He shrugged and grinned like a satiated cat. "Search me," he purred. "You'd probably not be interested anyway.

Maybe I gave them a little scare.

Iniquity
11-18-2004, 07:20 AM
Originally posted by Haunted
"Shawn,"she breathed breathed and looked up. What a coincindenc or was. What in the hell could he be doing here in thass of dawn? Just seeing his knowing smile told me that this was going to be a bad day....or worse.

I knew why he was visiting, I just wished he'd picked a better hour than my time before work. Leading two lives has never nor will be the easiest task in the world. One job I punch out when I'm ready, the other job has other people who punch my own timeclock permenantly.

Shawn did it, of course,solved the murder (which he committed pinning the real crime on some schmo walking his dog. After all, what's one more prostitute?

Plenty if you knew what she was carrying.

Kammie was her name, long blonde hair, bluest of blue eyes and a pair of legs that came up and made a beautiful ass of themselves. If it were'nt for the tiny scar on her left cheek from a disgruntled john years ago, she would have been perfect. Just about every cheating husband in the state knew her name too. Kammie wasnt cheap, and her list of "charitable donations" proved it. She unfortunately had a problem. Kammie was a theif, not the occasional lighter, or wristwatch type theif though, she was in it for the big money. Corporate secrets, Industrial Espionage, blueprints, pda's, you name it she took it. Deciphering the information was the hardest part for her, but if she ran into a bind she'd find some lonely nerd, break him off a piece and get what she wanted and just as quickly as she entered their lives she'd be gone.


I holstered my piece and coverd any evidence with my large lamb's wool over coat. The smell of must and blood filled my nostrils.

There was something else that caught my eye. A legal pad lay close to the body of the dead man. I flipped through it noticing indesipherable runes and gliffs. I'd have to take it back to Service to really decipher their meanings. Besides the sun was setting over head. It was time to either climb out or try that wall.

I put my trusty stethescope on different panels in the room. Sure enough, I still heard footseps going beyond the wall. I pushed it to no luck. There were not finger prints or hand prints, just foot prints. It was very perplexing. There must be a latch in this room, and I knew that I had to find it in a hurry. Breaking through the ceiling probably wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done.

The fact that Shawn or one of his operatives was running.

Maybe I gave them a little scare.

:COUGH: Plaster was never really a palatable treat in my opinion, but sometimes you have to do what you have to do. Hoisted my ass up into the ceiling and started crawling I could hear voices now, a thick dark accent. The reverberation of his vocal cords almost sounded demonic, almost as if two voices at once talking.
I crawled a little further, in an attempt to hear more. Im right over top of them now, kill who? take what? are the questions filling my head now as I listen to their conversation. I just cant make out the names. All of a sudden I hear the sounds of boards cracking....

newb
11-18-2004, 07:27 AM
First there was King & Straub, now we got Haunted & Iniquity.

Very good.

Cheeba V2.0
11-18-2004, 07:34 AM
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Death By Jell-O
11-18-2004, 09:15 AM
Illustrations are on their way! I'll have something up sometime today if all bodes well!

bloodrayne
11-18-2004, 10:11 AM
Originally posted by newb
First there was King & Straub, now we got Haunted & Iniquity.

Very good. Agreed..Hmm, now I'm thinking about reading Talisman and Black House again :cool:

Death By Jell-O
11-18-2004, 01:58 PM
It's not perfect, nor exact, but It got to the point where I just decided to say FUCK IT......I was spending forever on it.....

http://home.comcast.net/~deathbyjello/Room.jpg

Cheeba V2.0
11-18-2004, 04:08 PM
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Death By Jell-O
11-18-2004, 04:16 PM
Well, I would do that, but my literary skills have gone severly downhill since I got out of school.......I'm more of a visual artist......But should another description come along, I'll be here to illustrate it.....That was a blast to do....

bloodrayne
11-18-2004, 05:15 PM
Originally posted by Death By Jell-O
It's not perfect, nor exact, but It got to the point where I just decided to say FUCK IT......I was spending forever on it.....
Oooh...Impressive...

Death By Jell-O
11-18-2004, 10:20 PM
Somebody literate describe another scene.......I need another project........

Iniquity
11-19-2004, 03:42 AM
Originally posted by Death By Jell-O
Somebody literate describe another scene.......I need another project........

*grinz* Try This.....


“Take that one” he said, as he pointed towards kaptiva, “She’ll do just fine”. kaptiva tried to run as the warriors stormed her village, pillaging and plundering all in sight, they were the warriors of the Shadow Clan, ruled by the evil Phnomne. No doubt they are on a raiding party, as it is their king’s birthday this day, and he would be requiring a playmate for his guests.

As kaptiva attempted to flee she was viciously pulled to the ground by her hair, the warrior placed his foot upon her chest as if she were game of some sort and he brought her down in a hunt. The other warriors quickly encircled her, all bearing implements of war, kaptiva was so confused as the one pulled her up to a standing position by her throat, she thought to herself “Please no, please let them just kill me, so that I may escape the torture I face”

They quickly bind her wrists with rope, she looks down, and notices the rope is covered in old blood, this intensifies her fear, as she is sure where it came from, remembering the brutal raping of her sister that is just a year older than she, and was taken in much this same fashion just a few weeks ago, by another Clan. Bound to a wooden cross, she was violated in ways that would make most cringe at the re-telling account of how it happened, they did not kill her, but she was never going to be the same again, killing her would have been far better for her.

Held by her throat still, with her wrists bound out in front of her, the girl is gagged with a piece of cloth, around her ankles another section of rope that is in a shape of a T with the longer section brought up and intertwined with that which binds her wrists. They step back from her, as she stands there half naked, shivering not from the cold, but the fear that is taking over her being, each one mounts their steed, with the last warrior standing he walks towards her, evil glowing in his eyes, a man with god like features, yet rugged and untrustworthy looking all the same, she notices a scar on his face starting at the forehead above his right eye, and flowing downward across his cheek, his golden mane flowing in the wind on this a very dreary cold gray day. He grabs the girl by the head of the hair, licking her cheek, devouring her tears, then quickly jerks her head back. “GIRL”, he says, “LOOK at ME”, he slaps her across the face to lay emphasis on his words. “Today slut will be your awakening, rejoice in knowing you are going to be the muse of my king.”….pulling hard on her binds he commands “Now walk whore”, as he leads her to his horse, she looks up at him as he takes his mount, as if wondering how she is going to climb that high in the state she is in. He looks down at her, “Surely the girl does not think she is worthy of such a beast, however girl, I will let you ride, IF you are willing to work for it, Are you willing girl?”, she looks at him with a puzzled look, “My friend here has been without for far too long, Please my stead and I will let you ride girl. She looks at the magnificent creature, and notices the monstrous cock hanging between its muscular legs, knowing she is incapable of this, she lowers her head, turning in the direction the others are heading, and begins to walk. Patting his steed, “Its ok boy, you wouldn’t want to taint yourself with such trash”, and with a heel to its side they begin, heading towards Shadows Bend.

Haunted
11-19-2004, 04:03 AM
Wow, Iniquity good job. Maybe it's your turn to throw a situation at us, and see where we take it.

Death By Jell-O
11-19-2004, 09:45 AM
Hmmm...Definitely interesting......I'll give it a shot......

Cheeba V2.0
11-19-2004, 07:03 PM
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