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The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 5:39 am
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Hurricane wanders around the streets rather aimlessly,
occasionally breathing out heavily
"No steam... I'm not really that cold am I?"
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Re: The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 5:54 am
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He repeats this a few more times, before eventually electing to
ignore it.
It's not really a problem, right? It's not like it's going to
hurt anyone
As this thought crosses his mind, he hears what seems to be
maniacal laughter some distance behind him. He turns quickly, to
see nothing but an empty street. The laughter doesn't stop, but
once more seems to be originating from behind him. He spins
around quickly, and, once more, is met with an empty street.
Starting to panic, he begins sprinting, taking random turns down
streets trying to find his way back home, his panic-riddled mind
struggling to remember the way.
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Re: The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 5:59 am
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As he runs, Storm fumbles, loses his balance, and trips, hitting
his head. The laughter continues to get louder, and closer,
always behind him, no matter which way he looks. He gets up and
continues running, a small stream of blood starting to flow down
his face. Slowly his vision gets darker, his energy runs out,
and he collapses. As his vision fades to black, all he can hear
is laughter, ear-splittingly loud.
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Re: The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 6:09 am
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Storm slowly opens his eyes, his body sore. He slowly stands up
and looks around. Everything seems normal, at a glance. Then,
the clouds above begin to part, and the street is washes in a
blood red glow. Storm looks up to see a crimson moon, then when
he returns his focus to the street, notices that all the windows
on all the buildings are broken. The buildings are weathered, as
if they haven't been maintained in years. Storms gulps, then
takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm. He starts walking
towards the lake, hoping he'll be able to find his way back
home.
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Re: The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 8:03 am
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Storm approaches the lake, but still everything he sees is
broken, weathered and old.
Something's not right
Again the maniacal laugher rings out, this time seemingly coming
from everywhere, then the thunderous sound of the earth cracking
and splitting washes it away. Hurricane jumps to the side as the
earth splits below his feet, the earth cracking towards the
lake. The hole in the ground continues to widen as water begins
to flood into it, until the lake is completely drained and the
crack has become a wide bottomless abyss.
I... no, this can't be right. This is cliched as f*ck. I must be
having a nightmare or something...
As if on cue, the maniacal laughter rings out again, this time
once more coming from right behind him. Storm spins around,
expecting to see nothing but..
A form, made of shadows. A mirror image of himself really, bar
the totally original shadow body and gleaming red eyes. Storm is
momentarily taken aback, but then holds his ground
S/ "Oh, not afraid of me eh? That's definitely a first"
"Please, I've faced plenty of nightmares. I even learned to
control them."
S/ "Ahahahaha! Oh, that's rich. A nightmare! I haven't heard
something this funny in a long time
"If you're not a nightmare, then what are you?"
S/ "Wouldn't you like to know"
Before Storm can say another word, the shadow replica jumps him,
pinning him to the ground
S/ "Not like it matters, you're mine" And with that, the figure
raises its hoof and delivers a blow to Storms head.
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Re: The long way home
By: Hurricane Storm Date: August 17, 2013, 8:09 am
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Storm awakens once more, rubbing his head.
Aaagh, it feels like I really was attacked.
He looks around briefly, and notices he's in pretty much the
same place as where he initially passed out.
I better get home.
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