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Halloween/Blood fanfics

Post by DustyStyx » Sat Oct 30, 2004 04:39 am

Hey guys, want to do some fanfics for halloween?
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Post by Daedalus » Sat Oct 30, 2004 11:26 am

Too busy with Blood levels for writing! Don't worry... maybe next halloween my campaign will be released...

... but only maybe.
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Post by Ra_Ra_Gazaa » Sat Oct 30, 2004 02:44 pm

I would like to, but I'm pretty busy with assignments right now :?

Any there any rules?
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Post by DustyStyx » Sat Oct 30, 2004 03:43 pm

It only has to be a page or two, editied or not, it's all just for fun. The gore factor can be over the top, but try and keep everything else an R rating or less.
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Post by RedFanatic » Sat Oct 30, 2004 05:16 pm

How do you mean just a general hallow'en based
blood story

and if so can i play
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Post by DustyStyx » Sun Oct 31, 2004 03:04 am

Just a Blood fanfic with a Halloween theme to it. Anyone can write who wants to. Or just a Blood fanfic in general. It's all good... bad... whatever, just so long as it has a gun.
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Post by Damien_Azreal » Sun Oct 31, 2004 05:51 am

This would be real cool to do, but all my ideas and time for writing go towards my short story. Over 80 pages and still going... it's about a vampire. :D (sorry... plug for myself)

And it takes me to long to really get any ideas together. I do ahave a "short" story I wrote about a year ago called "HELL". It isn't edited and is a very ealry draft... plus it's around 20 pages.

I would love to doe this... but my writing is spent with my passion for the night. :twisted:
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Post by DustyStyx » Sun Oct 31, 2004 06:14 am

Ah, come on now Damin, writers always rehash their stuff. :D You could do some little thing, for Halloween? for Blood?
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Post by DustyStyx » Sun Oct 31, 2004 07:41 am

Well, here's mine. Note I'm breaking alot of my own criteria, but oh well.
Cruaich wrote:A deep amber played tricks with the light, glimmering across the pool of bourbon. Calloused finger traced along the wood grain, lifting to watch a drop congeal and fall to re-join the shapeless mass below. “Ah, memories”

“You say somethin' buddy?” The bar tender stood there, whipping an already clean glass, eying the clock.

“What's it to ya?”

“Look, I really need to close up. Iii-It's nearly 4, the cops come by and see the joint still open, my boss...

A rumble of a laugh cut him short. “Cops...? I think that's the least of his problems, a fine officer of the LAW!” His voice boomed through the deserted bar. “My, my. What ever should he do... this... boss of yours?”

They stared at each other for a brief moment, the bar tender and the stranger. A hard level stare, melting the resolve of the tiering barkeep.

Satisfied, Caleb spun on his stool, facing the door. “Well, this is what I'm going to do for ya” He stretched, touching his toes, flowing forward to a stand. He came up with a $20 and tossed it on the bar. Walking towards the door he reached to the breast pocket of his trench coat.

With a sense of relief, the barkeep pocketed the $20 and began to wipe up. A pulsing red flash in the reflection was his only warning before the world began to shake. Waves of heat blasted him back against the wall. Dazed he was almost surprised to see the stranger still standing there in the door, holding what looked to be a cell phone in his hand, staring at it, as if the fireball across the street were a nothing more than a car in passing.

“Huge Jass? Who IS that guy?” He tossed the phone into the booth by the door, walked out.
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Post by Daedalus » Sun Oct 31, 2004 06:29 pm

Short and sweet!
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Post by RedFanatic » Sun Oct 31, 2004 10:44 pm

ok here it is now don't get nightmares :P


the town of Bleakburg is situated in the pentagram quarry, a formation
of five hills carved into claw like points decades ago by some unknown people,
built on the ground once known for the massacre of innocents and now home
to a population of 500, 300 Undead and the rest there twisted masters.

The date is October 31, and in the Huge dark ceremonial barn the towns
folk are meeting, "he is coming the betrayer" a murmur went through the room
"what can we do" Losmak the town mayor spoke up "we must defend our town
and our ways the memory of the One That Binds the Devourer of Souls must live on"
"get weapons wake the dead! we shall hold every house!!"

As night fell doors locked windows barred weapons in every hand, Losmak peard out of
a Knott hole down the main street the fires inside and lanterns out of the houses flickered
shadows across the street, as he turned away the crack of gun fire drew him back to the view
the first house at the end of the streets lights where now out, he called to the others down stairs
"pretaanluxis " (living dead) and listened to the growling moans as six shambling corpses
left the house the door secured behind them.

he looked again two more houses had gone dark, he listened crunching of feet on gravel, sputtering
of flame, a scream broke the night "AAAAAHHHH IT BURNS IT BURNS" a flaming figure shot
out of the house three down form his and explodes showering the fence on the other side with
blood and melted flesh two zombies turn to pick through the mess, Losmak screams orders to
the guards down stairs and listens to them thumping about checking windows and doors.

suddenly as a gentle wind rustles the long-dead trees lining the street he hears a voice a soft dry
voice murmuring almost hypnotically "I've got you under my skin I've got you....." it trails off
as a huge explosion shakes the house the front wall of the house two from Losmaks tears out
flame and wood skittering across the road the zombies move quicker and disappear behind the burning
house the night shudders with the blast of shotguns then quiet, Losmak checks his guns are loaded
then rechecks the house next to his rocks with gun shots and shouts "cruo cruento pestis"
"malax exim’ha AAAAAHHHH".

Suddenly there is a loud thump on the back door of Losmaks house
three men and four zombies are sent to check it out they leave slowly torches held high shotguns and
Tommy guns held tightly, on the door is a large blood stain and lying on the back steps is the severed head of a zombie the small group approach slowly, one of them bends to grab the dripping remains and as he dose he see's that the eyes are glowing red, there is a beep and a fire ball engulfs the hole group spattering them on the back wall of the house as it dose the ground floor window on the right hand side of the house explodes in searing flame following it, Losmak waits in the candle lit gloom hearing the massacre below then silence, silence all but for the slow but certain foot steps coming up the stairs.

stealing himself Losmak grips his pistols and aim's at the door with the first sign of movement
Losmak fire's and keep firing until his fingers are white on the trigger's,
smoke fills the black opening, for a moment nothing then the unbeliever the chosen Caleb
emerge's from the swirling smoke, in one hand he holds a Tommy gun a thin trail of smoke
issuing from its barrel in the other a shotgun both hammers lifted,
with a cold smile Caleb locks Losmak with his dead red eyes and ask's
"Trick or Treat"
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Post by DustyStyx » Mon Nov 01, 2004 06:10 am

Hey RedFanatic, thanks for posting a short. :D I guess it's just our two entries for this year. Oh well, fun stuff all in all.
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Post by Ra_Ra_Gazaa » Mon Nov 01, 2004 11:43 pm

Sorry Cru. It would have been great to take part in the ghostly storytelling. :)

Maybe fanfic ought to be an open topic. We don't have to wait until next halloween, do we?
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Post by Daedalus » Tue Nov 02, 2004 07:09 pm

Next halloween I'll give you the best horror story of all . . . and you'll be the star! :twisted:
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Post by Damien_Azreal » Tue Nov 02, 2004 11:20 pm

I agree with Ra_Ra_Gazaa, I think we should just be able to throw out fanfics whenever we want. I mean give me some time and I should be able to come up with something. :)
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