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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 3:31:00 GMT -5
Veronica shrugged and replied, "I just want to scare him."
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 3:43:11 GMT -5
That sounded better for Arqus. The last thing he wanted is to kill and the clown, no matter how freaky he is, still looks human.
"I'm up for scarin' the clown."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 3:56:38 GMT -5
Tommy's Buzz Dream
It was all happening so quickly. I had the candy in my mouth. It went down my slender young throat. Then it started..
The blood. What seemed like torrents of blood...
Now the man is laughing at me saying
"The joke has been made, inside the candy, inside it was a razor blade!"
I can remember trying to scream but no sound can come out. All I can do is stand there and watch as the world around me spins shadows leaking over what was so previously before my youthfull laughter.
The man has changed also. Taking on his true personae. His skin is melting with hellfire ripping it from his bones. Skeletal frame of wings peeling out and furiously bursting from his back. His hands drop to the ground with a dull thud. Stumps with the bone sticking out start forming a new shape twisting and meshing with tattered and torn flesh to make mockeries of what should be hands.
Vision disappearing. Fading. Stumbling around. Feeling numb. Crying. Crying because I'll never be able to tell my mother how i much i love her or be able to acomplish all things children dream of doing when they grow up. I won't be doing anything from tonight. I'll be one with the dead..
******* *******
Waking up, blood shot eyes, clothes drenched in cold sweat.
Blood every where. "What the f*ck!?!"
Startled like an ambushed animal at all the new faces around glaring at me..
"WHAT THE F*CK!?!"
Hatchet pulled from the back, glass in the face and white knuckle fist.
"The Wicked Clownz Will Never Die!!!
Then falling face first to the ground. Lying still.
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 4:04:30 GMT -5
From where she was, Veronica watched as the clown awoke only to surrender to sleep just a moment after.
Quietly, Veronica approached him.
Standing over him, Veronica turned back to Fiona and Arqus and said, "What do we do now?"
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 4:08:51 GMT -5
"That was easy." Arqus thought as the clown collapsed to the floor.
"Tie him up?" He suggested, looking at the clown's lifeless body.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 4:14:03 GMT -5
Still unconcious, folding into fetal position. Softly whimpering over the trauma of what may have been a past event I can't remember.
"Please help me.."murmuring in a half sleep state.
Tearfully reciting in a hushed whisper nearly not understandable "Our Father of Shangri-La Hallowed be thy name If the world turns over save me From thy fiery rain Keep me pure Keep me clean As the lotus grows I ask you for forgiveness Save me from the crows"
Then going limp and falling once more, with the odd twitch here and there..
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 4:30:59 GMT -5
What the hell am I doing?, Veronica had to ask herself. Watching as Tommy cowered in his sleep like a possessed infant, Veronica shrugged; I just wanna teach him a lesson. That's all.
Veronica looked back at Arqus and asked, "You got any rope here?"
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 4:35:40 GMT -5
"I'll look."
Arqus disappeared out of the room and when he came back he was holding a bunch of cable wires.
"No ropes. Just these."
He handed them to Veronica. Arqus walked towards the clown's hatchet. It's got traces of blood on it.
"What's in the bag?" He asked Veronica, referring to the bag next to the hatchet.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 4:45:30 GMT -5
There I was. Watching my own funeral.
All around friends, family, people that i never imagined knew i existed. Al here in respect for me. The 12 year old who died on Halloween.
I'm watching my own funeral. Looking to the sky. The light. That piercing bright light.
I'll never forget the day i saw the wraith. Stretching forth his long fingered hand. His grip is hard as a nail.
Floating up, up, up.. Up to Shangri-La the heavenly place of all my fantasies it's finally coming true...
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 4:46:53 GMT -5
"I guess that will do.", Veronica replied as she took the wires from Arqus.
"What's in the bag?"
"Trust me, You don't wanna know.", Veronica replied.
He held the clown by his hands as she slipped the wires over his wrist.
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 4:48:55 GMT -5
"Hmmm.." Arqus muttered.
He looked over at Veronica who was tying the clown. He went to help her, holding the clown steady.
"So how long have you been here?"
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 4:51:16 GMT -5
"About a few weeks now," Veronica replied, wrapping the wire over his hand. "I woke up here with...", Veronica paused a moment to think. Chuckling, she continued, "My boyfriend. Yourself?"
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Post by childofthehunt on Apr 27, 2009 4:54:31 GMT -5
"Oh." He said, a little disappointed that she's got a boyfriend. "I'm not sure. Probably a few days. A lot has happened, it confuses me sometimes."
Arqus' eyes went back to Veronica. He was trying to figure out if she's human or not. Her companion, Fiona, doesn't seem to be.
"Are there others? I mean, where's your boyfriend?"
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Apr 27, 2009 4:56:33 GMT -5
But something I never knew could happen. The Wraith's grip, it slips. And I fall. All the way back down to earth and landing in the shittiest hole existing on the face of it all.
With the divine voice booming against the sides of my head. Changing me. Aging me. Transforming me into the being of my worst nightmares and most beautiful dreams.
.....The Wicked Clown straight from the Lotus Pod.
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Post by citizenmike on Apr 27, 2009 4:58:10 GMT -5
Veronica smiled at Arqus. "Yes, there are others. My boyfriend, Johnny, is with them. Their at the school right now, if I'm not mistaken."
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