Re: The Corn Maze (October Challenge)

[SeeMeInTheShadows]

Okay, I lied. This will be back up tomorrow evening (Sat morning at the latest). I'm super sorry, this has just been a seriously crazy week for me (you know, a ton of tests, a ton of projects, a ton of other things that come up). However, it will come back with even more prompts and a much easier system of recieving said prompts, to make this easier for all parties involved.

[cya6]

SHADOWSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

Where is the prompts and stuff!?!?!

It's Saturday morning already

[Stella Luce 333]

Alita’s POV:

It’s amazing how quickly you can get lost when you’re being chased by strange monsters.

One minute, I’m at the edge of the Forest Sector, getting chased by Hornets & wishing desperately for a way out…Next thing I know, I’m in this weird sector where everything is blue & XANA’s monsters are still chasing me. I’ve never even seen these creatures before. All I know is that they seem to be stronger than the others my friends & I have seen.

My only choice was to keep running. I had to trust my instincts to guide me, because there was only one thing I knew for sure…

I was lost.

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Jim’s POV:

It was midnight, according to my alarm clock. It was one of those nights where I just couldn’t get to sleep…

It didn’t happen often, but there were some nights when all I was able to think about was my past…both the good times & the bad. I’ve seen so much, & done so many incredible things…It made my life here seem pretty…boring.

Not that I hated my life now. I loved being a teacher, & getting to help kids discover who they were. An old friend of mine had shown me how easy it was to make a difference, & I liked to think that I meant something to these kids…but there were still some nights that I would swear I heard the TARDIS…

Wait a minute. Did I really just hear that…? I grabbed my robe & ran outside.

Maybe this time, it wouldn’t be a dream…

((Next: 17))

[Dr. J]

My god, it all makes sense. Jim is a Companion.

[cya6]

(didn't you know that that's Stella's headcanon?)

Didn't realize the new prompts were up! Oh boy, better get started

[Stella Luce 333]

…I probably shouldn’t watch Doctor Who & then work on my writing…

[Adventurer411]

Hey, random question: do the drabbles have to be dark? I know the prompts are, but you never mentioned anything about the drabbles being dark (though obviously what with all the dark prompts people will write dark drabbles ) BUT I'M FEELIN' REBELLIOUS so I think I'll write some Jerlita.

22: Shriek

There's someone in the hall.Shhh.
Click. Click.

The sound of slippers gliding across the floor, someone walking, perhaps trying to tiptoe slowly.
Silence.
Quick and shallow breathing.
Pink hair quivering.
New sweat beading over old.
Thoughts racing with remnants of the nightmare.
Terror.
Shhh.
Closer.
Thoughts of too many horror movies, courtesy of Odd.
Eyes shutting. Heart beating.
Shhh.
Just another late night bathroom trip for one of the girls.
Is it?
Right outside the door.
Hands curling.
One around a doll, one around the knife under her pillow.
She doesn't like it, but it is necessary.
Doorknob turning.
Thoughts of this ridiculousness.
Why is she afraid?
Nightmare flashes.
Breath hitching.
Heart speeding. Body tensing. Terror coursing.
A sliver of light falls upon her.
Fighting not to pant. Not to scream.
Stillness.
Knife gripped.
Silence.
She can hear them breathing.
Sound drowned out by her heartbeat.
Silence.
What are they waiting for?
Nearly dizzy from controlling her breathing.
Unbearable silence. Then—
"Aelita?"
The gentle whisper sends the girl whirling, knife in hand.
The movement sends the boy jumping backwards.
Startled glances. Knife clattering to the floor. Sheepish apology.
Relief.
"Jeremy. I've been on edge all night, and I had a nightmare earlier…"
Gentle reassuring.
Light glinting off of eyes.
Suspicious blackness replacing blue.
Relief overpowering suspicion.
Door sliding closed.
Hand behind back.
Eyes flashing black. A familiar symbol.
Knife glinting in the moonlight. Not hers.
Horrified realization.
The shriek is loud enough for the whole dorm to hear.


I'll write Jerlita..... after I kill Aelita off. (cause that totally makes more sense)

[Dr. J]

(What the hell? VENA WHY?!!)

Taking 27
17. Beast

Stalking was a good way to describe how it moved. Prowling was a close second. Slithering, a close runner up.

Regardless of how it moved, it was out of place. It was a core of inky black amidst fields of starlight. Tonight, on this night of nights, it was free to hunt. Each day, it had grown stronger, a dome of white light washing over it. It was old. It had witnessed many wars, and personal battles as well. It had allowed itself to be trapped for a time, but now, on the Eve of All Hallows', it had freed itself from clinging machinery, returning to a more primal form. It had been far too long, and it had become a creature of hunger. It could feel the souls of old adversaries. The wizard still lived, or a descendant. He was alone, for the essence of his companion was almost non existent.

Wards of progress had held it bound beneath the city, but now it was free to find the souls of a new generation. Judging by the smell on the breeze, the souls of the long dead lingered as well, and much reduced.

The beast smiled, drawing itself up, truly human form forever lost to it. Where time had weakened its bonds, and robbed his foes of strength, it had also granted him great strengths. The last scion of the wizard would perish on this night of nights, and once more, the world would plunge into darkness. Silvery teeth spread in a rictus grin, and the newborn Darkness set up a howl to wake the souls of the dead. They would know he was coming, and they would run.

The beast was hunting.

[Dr. J]

Doing 20,

27. Capture
He was armed. A brief stop at the Catholic Church had equipped him well. Holy Water, and a Crucifix. From the woods around Kadic, Rowan, Wolfsbane. From his room, the ornamental silver knife, slightly tarnished. His gloves, protection against the chill, had cold iron sewed into the knuckles. It was Halloween, and the supernatural was out and about. Research had showed a glade due south of Kadic, near the old sewer entrance. His maps showed a convergence of Ley Lines. Research during the day had shown a change in the tree type, from oak to ash and yew. Given his newfound belief in the supernatural, Jeremie had no doubt that this was one of the most magical places in France.

As he walked, Jeremie was most surprised at the lack of natural noise. His footsteps were dull. The fog from his breath was hanging in the air, adding to the low visibility. Even though he had walked it before, the path seemed to dance in front of him, and after a few wrong turns, he was hopelessly caught in the shifting labyrinth of darkness. Shifting shadows swirled, and only his equipment, lit with a pale glow, pushed them back.

He was caught, but a rat in a trap can be more ferocious than any creature on earth.

[Adventurer411]

Why did I kill Aelita, or why am I writing Jerlita fluff? (the latter's answer should be obvious )

9, Fright.

"C'mon, it's not even scary." This voice was insistent.

"I don't care. It's a waste of my time." This voice was impatient.

"You don't know that. Please come with us." This voice was pleading.

"I don't know..." Impatience turned to hesitance.

"Please?" Pleading became stronger.

There was a pause.

"Fine." Impatience turned to grudging.

"Thank you!" Pleading turned to happy.

Is it turned out, Odd was right. The movie--Fright something or other--wasn't scary at all. Yumi and Ulrich were off the couch in less than fifteen minutes, doing their best to copy the moves from the movie that were a 'ten year-old's warm-up', in as Yumi put it. Jeremy and Aelita constantly whispered to each other about the movie's poor effects and cheesy music, each respectively claiming they could create a better soundtrack or special affects.

As Aelita complained about how the woman was always the one to be comforted the man, she started to smile, forming an idea. She scooted closer to Jeremy, who was half listening to the movie and half staring off into space, probably thinking about something completely unrelated. However, his attention immediately snapped to Aelita when she nestled her head in the crook of his neck.

"What... are you...?"

"We are watching a horror movie. Let's just say that I'm 'scared'," she murmured back to him, stifling a giggle and threading her fingers through his. Even in the blue glow of the television, Jeremy's blush was clear.

"Um... yeah."

Glancing sideways, Aelita found Yumi looking at her with jealousy. Her expression seemed to imply that she wished the same thing were happening with Ulrich.

Aelita could only grin.


YAY Jerlita fluff <3

I'm goin' to 5.

[Snickie]

I am so behind on this.
I might have some spare time this weekend.

[Snickie]

Bump.

Here are my first two entries.

Lost:

Midnight:

[cya6]

How did I not even see the email for Snickie's post?

Here's my next one!



Eternal:

Spoiler:

next up, 11!

[Stella Luce 333]

Sissy’s POV:

I smiled when I heard the knock at my door. A few nights ago, I discovered a ticket to the Halloween dance had been slipped under my door, with a note saying to be ready by eight…

I took a deep breath & opened the door...& saw something very strange.

“Hello?” I asked uncertainly.

“Hi, Sissy! Ready to go to the dance?” he said. For some reason, he had a paper bag over his head & a bunch of bags sticking randomly to his shirt & pants.

“What are you supposed to be?” I asked.

“I’m a bag boy!” he said, sounding prod of himself. “You know, like the guys at the grocery store that bag your stuff after it gets checked out?”

“Oh, right.” I said. Suddenly, this mystery date seemed a lot less romantic. “Did Od put you up to this?”

“No, he didn’t. Why do you ask?”

“Just seems like something he would do.”

“Well, it is a costume party…”

“I know that!” I said. “I’m a ghost.” I tugged at the hem of my lacy white mini dress. “A very fashionable, pretty ghost.”

“Yes, you are.” he agreed. “Shall we go, then?”

“…I don’t think so.” I said. “It’s just that, as the principal’s daughter, I set the trends for what’s cool & what isn’t. I can’t really show up at the dance with somebody who looked like they just crawled out of the dumpster. Only a nerd would wear that kind of costume…”

“Oh…I get it…” He lifted the bag off of his head…It was Brandon Winters!

Brandon Winters was the hottest guy in our grade (after Ulrick, of course). All the girls wanted him to notice them, & he had asked me to the dance! Me!!!

“You care way too much about your appearance, don’t you?” he asked. “Maybe that can change.”

My entire body suddenly felt strange. I don’t know how to describe it, but when I looked at myself, I screamed.

“Come back!” I yelled. Brandon was already halfway down the hall way. “You have to fix this!”

“Only you can fix it.” he said. “Find somebody who can love you for what’s inside.”

I slammed the door, threw myself on the bed, & cried.

Who could ever love a beast?

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Next: 19

[cya6]

Silence

Spoiler:

And I'll take 22!

[Snickie]

You took that from this fanfic, didn't you.

Sorry I have no update. I'm not sure I want to continue this as a series anymore... I'm overwhelmed. I already have my number series picked out (not cheating, though), so I'll do some writing maybe this Friday.

[cya6]

Tbh, snick, I've never seen that fic before. Not that I assumed the idea was unique when I wrote it, but I wasn't really taking elements from any other fic

[Adventurer411]

If we come across the same number, we don't do another prompt for it, do we?

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