vamking12
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:15 PM |
| Someone start the story then together. We keep it going. |
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AbCatchem
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:20 PM |
| The tall, slender figure was completely silhouetted by moonlight, as it made its way across the flat, snowy landscape. A harsh wind blew a wiry little tree, sending a flurry of leaves into the night. The figure knelt at the foot of the tree, looking at an ancient tombstone. They crumpled over, as if crying. |
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snakehunt
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:46 PM |
| The tall, slender figure then banged its head in the tombstone and cried. He then set pancakes and syrup infront of it. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:47 PM |
| Vam, this would go in Forum games or somewhere besides here. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:48 PM |
| Meanwhile, unknown to him, a crosshair was watching him, over the grave. The shady man with the hat, fired straight into the guy's stomach, and a spurt of blood flies up, before he collapses into the ground, in a crescent moon shape. The fluttering jacket lost to the blood, and his breath rising slowly upwards, and then downwards. The man pulling his hat down lower, he fires another shot in his leg, as assurance. He then packs up the rifle, and leaves the apartment building. |
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snakehunt
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:50 PM |
| The slender figure crawled behind the tombstone with his lasts reserves of strengths, and pulled out his own gun. |
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vamking12
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| 07 Oct 2012 07:51 PM |
| You guys join I thought of something that did not sucked yay. |
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vamking12
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| 07 Oct 2012 09:46 PM |
| All the sudden Slenderman attacked the man who shot the slender person. Causing the last thing to the man to see is a blur and Slender's face. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 09:55 PM |
| The lone riflemen descended from the building, the wind becoming stronger, and snow starting to fall. He trudged through the ever-growing snow and found himself in desolate woods. Seeking to find shelter, he stumbles upon a nostalgic little cabin. He turns the knob, locked. He forces it open with a quick kick with his heel. No one here, except a blood-stained note, making the atmosphere all the more sinister. |
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AbCatchem
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| 07 Oct 2012 10:07 PM |
| The boards creak and groan under the man's feet, but a little more than they should, to a point were it sounds like a human under the boards. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 10:21 PM |
| The rifleman, noticing the lack of creaking, removes the plank of wood, finding bloodstained bag. It is unusually light, and, reluctantly, opens the bag to even more notes. Some had scribbly writings, such as "DONT LOOK OR HE TAKES YOU" or even just a picture, or a very tall and slender man standing next to a tree. The rifleman shuddered. As he was going through the numerous amounts of motes, the door slams behind him, and he can sense the presence of another in the cabin. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 10:30 PM |
| A knock on the door was heard. |
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AbCatchem
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| 07 Oct 2012 10:59 PM |
| The door swung open without warning, revealing a faceless figure in white robes and hood, possibly feminine, with a transparent body. |
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vamking12
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| 07 Oct 2012 11:55 PM |
| A man was there and tried. To shoot with a gun. |
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| 07 Oct 2012 11:58 PM |
| Lol, vam post some more times. You're almost at 1337 posts. (Not sarcasm) |
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| 08 Oct 2012 10:03 AM |
The shady man, pulls off his hat, not very afraid of old tales. A small song comes to mind, and goes. The hat of course, with a flick of one red button, transforms from a regular old hat, to something which looks like it came just out of Rome. Like Alexander conquered the old world, he threw the hat, and he could of sworn that he saw golden blood drip out of the body. He huffs angrily, and stamps away, hands in his old, torn coatpockets.
The faceless man, soon awoke, without a trace. |
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loppolh
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| 08 Oct 2012 11:12 AM |
| The rifleman is intercepted by some real 95th rifle men. They eat a sasauge together |
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faultydex
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| 08 Oct 2012 12:12 PM |
| THEN Kamen Rider Fourze breaks in with Cosmic States and uses every attack he has to blow up the earth with the amount of power he's earned. |
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werternut
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| 08 Oct 2012 12:47 PM |
| The main protagonist's friend sacrifices herself by absorbing the energy, thus saving the world. In the protagonist's bitter rage, he swears to avenge her death. |
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| 08 Oct 2012 02:12 PM |
| Of course however, the shady character was more then a friend to her. He goes into a recluse, and never emerges for two years. Finally, his hands on the rifle, he will wreak vegance, 'n possibly find his true love... AT A LATER DATE. Eitherway, he walks away from PRANCYPONY town to find THE VERY ANGSTY MYSTERIOUS MAN! |
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etboy2
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| 08 Oct 2012 03:44 PM |
| Then Bob has heart attack and dies. The end. P.S. the story really got messed up where i last posted. Ignore everything posted after that and just continue where i left off. |
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