(I'll start us off)
Halloween 2018:
It's a busy night in Salem Massachusetts, trick or treats go from house to house dressed as all sorts of terrifying monsters, some would be enjoying the candy at this time, but not you and your friends, your up at the hanging tree. It's Halloween tradition that you and your freinds all gather around the hanging tree on the hill every hallows eve to play with your ouiju board. You dare each other to ask it questions and contact demons and evil specters. As you all sit there laughing your freind tom gets up and tells the story of the curse of Alice Hartman, an accused witch who issued a chilling curse on Salem before they hung her. "Mark my words as long as this town stands it shall be tormented by the darkest demon in hell and every 13 years it will wreak havoc on this land and lay waste to all that settle apon its soil!" Over the years many strange incidents have happened in Salem, but its residents are never sure what happened, in 1973 a boy was found torn to pieces in his bed, in 1986 a man was found hung from a lamppost by his intestines. Tom laughs as he finishes the story. "Not that I believe any of that is real anyways, the only thing scary about Salem nowadays is the amount of money we rake up from these tourists who pay to see the graves of fake witches."
(Introduce your characters here)
Halloween 2018:
It's a busy night in Salem Massachusetts, trick or treats go from house to house dressed as all sorts of terrifying monsters, some would be enjoying the candy at this time, but not you and your friends, your up at the hanging tree. It's Halloween tradition that you and your freinds all gather around the hanging tree on the hill every hallows eve to play with your ouiju board. You dare each other to ask it questions and contact demons and evil specters. As you all sit there laughing your freind tom gets up and tells the story of the curse of Alice Hartman, an accused witch who issued a chilling curse on Salem before they hung her. "Mark my words as long as this town stands it shall be tormented by the darkest demon in hell and every 13 years it will wreak havoc on this land and lay waste to all that settle apon its soil!" Over the years many strange incidents have happened in Salem, but its residents are never sure what happened, in 1973 a boy was found torn to pieces in his bed, in 1986 a man was found hung from a lamppost by his intestines. Tom laughs as he finishes the story. "Not that I believe any of that is real anyways, the only thing scary about Salem nowadays is the amount of money we rake up from these tourists who pay to see the graves of fake witches."
(Introduce your characters here)
Raven Hill, the scaredy cat of the friend group became nervous at the story. "O-oh I n-never heard that one..." She eyes the Ouija Board with nervousness, not daring to touch it. It has only been three months since she moved here and her only friends were the ones under the tree making jokes and telling stores about the dead. She pulls up the hood of her costume- a red riding hood costume complete with a basket full of candy- and looks around, shivering.
((Yo, could I join?))
(sure, read what we've go so far)
"Calm down raven, it's just a story." He said another kid named Kyle piped up. "Hey did you guys here that caught Danny Umbra?" "Who's that?" Asks Tom. "That's the Salem slaughter's real name, he was that one kid who killed his bullies with a butcher knife and ate there corpses, when his mom found out he burned down his house and killed his family, he kept murdering people for a long time and they only just recently caught him and sent him to the asylum in the edge of town." Said Kyle. Tom turned to raven. "See?. Don't waste your fear on this fake supernatural stuff, guys like Danny are what we really should worry about."
(Ok)
I had become even more worried at the story, at the edge of tears. "D-don't t-talk like that guys.." I whimper, trembling slightly as I look around, my eyes darting everywhere as I begin to stand. "If you guys keep talking like that i-i'll l-leave." I command, obviously bluffing.
Kyle looked at raven ashamed. "Hey, don't worry, he's locked up, he can't get at us."
Tom just laughed. "Raven you scare REALLY easy don't ya?"
Tom just laughed. "Raven you scare REALLY easy don't ya?"
Chasity runs over to them and plops down onto the ground. She had dirt on her face, per usual. "Hey! Sorry, I'm late guys!" She chuckles. She was holding something in her hands. "Here, Raven..." She opens her palms gently and a blue butterfly flies out of her hands. "See? Nothing to be scared of..." She smiles at her. "If a creature as fragile as this could survive for as long as it does, then so can you! Besides, Tom's just tryna scare ya!"
"Guilty as charged" said Tom.
Meanwhile on the edge of the Salem city limits:
Whispering hills asylum houses all of the state's mentally disturbed and impulsively murderous. They had just recently taken in a new patient, Danny Umbra, who was in for phycopathy, pyromania, cannibalism, and split personality disorder. The therapist walked into his padded cell holding a clipboard and a pistol. She looks around but can not see him. "Mr Umbra?, ok mr umbra very funny but where are you?" The door slams behind her, locking her in. "Dammit!" She shouts. She turns her phone's flashlight on and notices writeing on the wall that reads: "are we having fun yet?" She turns to look around and her phone light reflects off of the gleaming green eyes on Danny, and his jaw full of sharp teeth unhinged like a snake. The phone drops to the floor, she never even had time to scream. He tears of the door and walks to the evidence room and grabs his butcher knife. "Good Danny, we will feast well, kill for me my vessel." Boomed the voice in his head. (For info on Danny's backstory click where it says deadeyes on my post)
Meanwhile on the edge of the Salem city limits:
Whispering hills asylum houses all of the state's mentally disturbed and impulsively murderous. They had just recently taken in a new patient, Danny Umbra, who was in for phycopathy, pyromania, cannibalism, and split personality disorder. The therapist walked into his padded cell holding a clipboard and a pistol. She looks around but can not see him. "Mr Umbra?, ok mr umbra very funny but where are you?" The door slams behind her, locking her in. "Dammit!" She shouts. She turns her phone's flashlight on and notices writeing on the wall that reads: "are we having fun yet?" She turns to look around and her phone light reflects off of the gleaming green eyes on Danny, and his jaw full of sharp teeth unhinged like a snake. The phone drops to the floor, she never even had time to scream. He tears of the door and walks to the evidence room and grabs his butcher knife. "Good Danny, we will feast well, kill for me my vessel." Boomed the voice in his head. (For info on Danny's backstory click where it says deadeyes on my post)
Malovent, the aloof occult and theorized witch, eventually joined the group, fashionably late from preparing a small ritual earlier and taking her time to bring a thermos of tea. "Raven," She sat next to who she considered her currently closest friend who wasn't dead or a spirit, "Tom," Her least favorite, and Kyle and Chasity went unmentioned as she knelt down to rest on her knees, feral dreads and the beads in them swaying and clicking from the movement.
(Someone remind me to write Malovent's sheet later. So sorry for not jumping in sooner)
"I'd love to see Umbra in person.." She brought up the topic as if she hadn't caught it on the wind. "Deeply disturbed spirit, I can relate in kind." Her violet eyes seemed to stalk Chasity a bit, when some claimed to be an edge lord...none came close to Malovent's haunted nature. "Not like life gives anyone purpose directly."
(Someone remind me to write Malovent's sheet later. So sorry for not jumping in sooner)
"I'd love to see Umbra in person.." She brought up the topic as if she hadn't caught it on the wind. "Deeply disturbed spirit, I can relate in kind." Her violet eyes seemed to stalk Chasity a bit, when some claimed to be an edge lord...none came close to Malovent's haunted nature. "Not like life gives anyone purpose directly."
"You WANT to meet that sociopath?!?, why?" Asked Tom
Chasity just smiles and digs around in the dirt, looking for bugs.
I had flinched away from the butterflies, turning my head until they were all gone, looking back and sighing softly. "You know how I feel about butterflies. Did you know they can sometimes eat flesh?" As you continued to talk I suddenly shiver and look around. "I'm getting a bad feeling about this..."
Malovent gave a discontent shrug. "He'd give a better conversation on the meaninglessness of life, laws, and order. Like for example, why can't we force Raven through a haunted house?" She grimly chuckled, tempted to terrify her later with her bug collection later. "People are soft and complacent to the system, mindless sheep. He actually has the gaul to do something extreme."
"You absolutely terrify me some times, you know that Malovent?" Said Kyle.
"Maybe you should dance a little with Death instead of whoring your virginity on Fortnight...you might grow a little." She gave him a blank stare, and then the crack of a smirk bled through.
She'd die of embarrassment if anyone knew she was a fan, but no surprise she loved the Ravensuit.
She pulled a small book from her back pocket, various sketches and some spells and poems coated the pages in a purple ink graffiti, and with a pen pulled from somewhere in her tangled dreads she kept working on a scale in flames, simple concept, many details.
She'd die of embarrassment if anyone knew she was a fan, but no surprise she loved the Ravensuit.
She pulled a small book from her back pocket, various sketches and some spells and poems coated the pages in a purple ink graffiti, and with a pen pulled from somewhere in her tangled dreads she kept working on a scale in flames, simple concept, many details.
"Good Christ, its like everything you say is an Allen Edgar Poe quote." Said Tom
It's 11:00 now and a museum security guard is walking through the Salem history museum in the midevil section when he notices something is wrong, a plauge doctor uniform was missing from its pedistal. He looked around for it and noticed that a steel scythes from the puritan times display was missing as well. He leaned into his walkie-talkie "John, we've got some missing items in the purtain and midevil displays, over." His coworker replied "copy jarred, I've got some items in the witchcraft section missing as well, I can't find that satanist book we had on display and... what the hell?, SIR!, the museum is closed, leave or be turned into the poli... HOLY SHIT!" The sound of pistol fire could be heard for a brief moment, then silence. "John?, come in John?, is the intruder down?" Nothing was heard on the other end. Then a voice whispered over the walkie talkie.
"Quote the raven." Suddenly a sharp blade cut through jared's stomach. Jared gasped for air but choked on only blood. He turned to see a man wearing the plauge doctor suit holding the scythe that had been plunged into him. "Nevermore." Said the man, and jared's world faded. The voice in Danny's head roared with satisfaction. "Yeeees, kill for me Danny, you will be rewarded, now to prove your loyalty, bring me the blood of 13 children." Danny smiled with glee. "Kill, slaughter the ones who laughed and tainted me, make them suffer!"
It's 11:00 now and a museum security guard is walking through the Salem history museum in the midevil section when he notices something is wrong, a plauge doctor uniform was missing from its pedistal. He looked around for it and noticed that a steel scythes from the puritan times display was missing as well. He leaned into his walkie-talkie "John, we've got some missing items in the purtain and midevil displays, over." His coworker replied "copy jarred, I've got some items in the witchcraft section missing as well, I can't find that satanist book we had on display and... what the hell?, SIR!, the museum is closed, leave or be turned into the poli... HOLY SHIT!" The sound of pistol fire could be heard for a brief moment, then silence. "John?, come in John?, is the intruder down?" Nothing was heard on the other end. Then a voice whispered over the walkie talkie.
"Quote the raven." Suddenly a sharp blade cut through jared's stomach. Jared gasped for air but choked on only blood. He turned to see a man wearing the plauge doctor suit holding the scythe that had been plunged into him. "Nevermore." Said the man, and jared's world faded. The voice in Danny's head roared with satisfaction. "Yeeees, kill for me Danny, you will be rewarded, now to prove your loyalty, bring me the blood of 13 children." Danny smiled with glee. "Kill, slaughter the ones who laughed and tainted me, make them suffer!"
"No, I killed him when he debated the existence of the time machine I steal somewhere in my life." She had a small shit eater grin as she kept drawing away, stopping to drink some tea and reflect on the possibility of stopping the witch trails of Salem...if she only had a time machine.
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