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Take That, Horror Stories!

Done back in 2002. I sat down to my computer to write a horror movie spoof and literally started arguing with my character. This is what follows... Hope you like it! ;) Take That, Horror Stories! By Evil Overlady The ragged teenage boy ran through the dark woods... "You could at least give them my name," he grumbled. I cannot give you his name. He's gonna be killed, so there's no point.... The boy stopped. "Oh, that's rich! Tell them the story!" I didn't tell them the story. I merely stated the obvious. When you see someone running through the woods in the beginning of a horror movie - or story - it's required that they meet some painf

Original Prose

More Bloom, Less Gloom

Poetry

Cause and Effect Ch. 2

The Flash smirked as he raced past Giganta and Killer Frost. He then made a sharp U-turn and stopped right behind Killer Frost. He proceeded to blow a raspberry next to her left ear before he raced off with a laugh, "Can't catch me!" Killer Frost let out a low growl as she scowled, "I'm gonna freeze that moron's ass cheeks right off when I get him." Wally stopped in his tracks in front of them and placed his hands on his hips, "Give up yet? It's been five minutes and neither of you have gotten close to laying even a finger on me." "Let me try again," Giganta said as she moved in front of Killer Frost and she began to increase her height. "Hey!" Wally called up to her. "Bigger doesn't always mean better you know." Giganta smirked, "Bigger means it hurts more when I hit you." She then slammed her fist down where the Flash was standing. Wally of course had easily run out of the way and was leaning against a street light before he yawned. Giganta frowned as she then picked up a car

Fan Fiction

Alea Ludo Chapter 35

I heard someone shout my name when I dashed out of the lobby room. But, I didn't look back. I didn't bother to try and recognize the voice either. What did it matter? What would it change? Another one of us died. Darius Wells put everything on the line and failed. Everything he dreamed about, everything he wanted to accomplish, all of it came to a fiery end. Even though I knew he was dead, his screams and theirs continued to echo in my head endlessly. The comfort of my room wasn't enough to quell the agonizing screams. I tried several methods to silence them. Nothing worked. All I could do was sit in my bed and wait. How long did I sit in

Mature

Sharrot Belledary

Hi guys, we can order a new series that would be a canonical sequel to the series "Violet Evergarden", for example: - Where the beautiful and cute stories would become secondary, and the stories will be very realistic, complex, impressive, extremely interactive (which have high levels of physical interactions inspired by movies, cartoons, comics, books from North American fictional universes, including interactive games like Brain Dead 13, Until Dawn, Dragon's Lair, etc); - Great development and improvement of great empathy and lack of dislike of characters and lack of interest in their own lives and just protecting them for great needs; - Extreme and absolute competence of the main and secondary characters, lack of excessive thoughts (even because exaggerating too much for their own thoughts can harm their interactive abilities and make people disorganize things, and the characters in this series can only be very thoughtful for big ones needs); - Lack of confidence in strength

Non Fiction

ABS: I Hate the Man I Used to Be...

Character Profiles

Oskar's Automata - Chapter 4

Oskar spent a few weeks getting material. He made deals with other apprentices and smiths, running errands for them in exchange for material or a bit of labor if it was needed. He did this alongside his chores and errands for Claus. He was happy to not borrow anything. He worked nearly nonstop, during his shop time and after. Nearly every day he was up until the early morning hours until he had made fifteen dancers. Satisfied with the efforts, Claus set two outside to display and instructed Oskar to hawk the product. Oskar entered the shop at the end of the day. He held the cash box that contained the coin from his sales. Claus was tidy

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