Jason2k14 (2014-10-31 22:12:51)

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The alarm rings, as Corban tries to avoid the noise. "God damn, why don't you shut up?" He then aggresively slams it against the desk, but nothing works. "GAHHH!", he shouts as he stomps towards his bathroom to begin his morning routine.

*At Lindsay's house*

"I don't know what house I want to buy, though. It's supposed to be a house just for Corban, I and whoever wants to come and hang. A no-rules free house, y'know what I'm sayin'?", Lindsay says.

"Oh, I know exactly what you're saying, but my parents..my siblings..", R says. "Oh, you got some drunk ass parents, bish. They won't give a crap. And I'll beat up your siblings for ya," Lindsay replies. "Ok, sounds cool! I'm in.", Dimentia says. "I'm going to eat breakfast, then sort this out at Corban's house, bye."

*hangs up*

*At Corban's*

"Ahh, today's gonna be a good, good day. Our very own house, this would be like the perfect house. I wonder what's on television..," corban says.

*turns on the TV, but nothing happens*

"Come on, you stupid tv. Turn on," as he aggressively slams the remote on the floor. "Ugh, it's no use, I'll just text Lindsay if she's finishe--, wait, where's my phone? I left it right HERE!," shouts an angry Corban. "WHAT THE FING F F I THOUGHT I LEFT MY FING PHONE ON THE ING COUCH! DAMN!," shouts Corban again.

*A man outside throws a rock through the windows, and it suddenly crashes towards Corban's head* "Shut up, faggot!"

"What the.. You know what, I'll just go to Lindsay's house.."

*At Lindsay's*

"Alright.. what should I eat for breakfast.. Pancakes or Waffles?" Lindsay says. "I'll just eat pancakes.

*minutes later*

"Mmm, this pancake looks yummy," as she viciously spreads the syrup all over the pancake like a maniac.

*bell rings*

"Who is it?", says Lindsay
"It's me, Corban"

*door opens*
"AHHHHHHH!", Lindsay shouts.
"WHAT, WHAT?", says Corban.
"Your face is hideous, I know it's Halloween, but still.., replies Lindsay.
"This is my regular face?, says Corban puzzled.
"Ohh.. Hehe.. sorry, happy halloween," says lindsay.
"...Shut up, I just want to talk to you about the house we're going to buy."

Wait... Something's not right here!
"What?", Corban says.
"You forgot to sit in the living room with me and talk, you're still outside, REMEMBER?"
"Ohhh.. *walks inside*, as Corban feels stupid.

"So, about the house.."
"YESSSSSS?," shouts Lindsay
"I just want to say tha--"
*the lights start flickering*
"What is up with the lights, Lindsay? Are you doing a trick on me?," says Corban
"No, why would I?!," Lindsay replies.

*the lights go out*

"Well, isn't this amazing?", Lindsay says.
"This is just great! I wanted to share some information with you but no--" Lindsay stops Corban in his words. "You hear that?" "Hear what?", Corban says.

"Nevermind", Lindsay sighs. So, what info would you like to share with me?
"You know the house on Riverdoom Avenue? That big house?", Corban says.
"Yes?, Lindsay says.
"Well, we'll be getting that one! Pack your stuff because we're moving tomorrow! Riverdoom Avenue looks so beautiful."
"Alright, you can leave now", Lindsay says.
"In the dark? Yeah, right.."
"Don't you have a cellphone?", Lindsay says.
"At least I had one, but now I cannot find it.."
"Well that's too bad, might as well lie down here and sleep until tomorrow morning." says Lindsay.
"Good call!"

* minutes after they fall asleep *

*an unknown man enters the house, turning on the power in Lindsay's apartment and places down a bottle next to Lindsay, and in that bottle, there lingers poison awaiting to be inside Lindsay*

"Hehehe, sweet dreams, little girl. Hope you have a good taste of some poison, says the unknown man"



*The next morning*

*YAwwwn*, goes Corban as he stretches for his big day.

"What is that bottle doing beside Lindsay?", Corban wonders as he sniffs the inside.
Oh no, no, no! *tosses the bottle on the streets*

"W-W-what's all that commotion?" goes Lindsay as she suddenly awakens.
"Long story, but nevermind that, today we're moving out!", says Corban.
"Yay, but I got a friend to stay with us, is that cool with you?", says Lindsay hoping that he'll say yes.
"Why, that would be great. But we have to enter the house first and the---Lindsay cuts him off-
"Yes, I know that! Let's get moving!"

*a few hours later*

"There you guys go, all your stuff are here! Enjoy!," says the workers.
"Thanks," replies Lindsay and Corban.
"Wait, are you actually going to live in that abandoned large house over there?" says one worker.
"Abandoned?", asks confused Corban.

*truck drives away*

"Hey Corban, look at this!", shouts Lindsay
"What, what is it?"
"All this furniture is a dump, is THIS the kid of house you wanted us to chill in? Come on now, get ahold of yourself, faggot. We're moving BACK."

"Hey, what the heck?", says Lindsay.
"What's wrong?"
"The knob won't turn."
"Here, lemme try. You gotta let my big guns do the trick." *tries turning it*
"Yeah, your "big guns" are totally working." Lindsay says.
"How are we getting out of he--"
*power goes off*
"Again? What is this madness?"

Corban: THIS IS.. SPARTA



-Lindsay smacks Corban- "Would you not be a fag?"

"That's it, I'm calling R!"
"Okay, but you better hurry." Corban says.
"Oh great, just great!" says Lindsay
"What? What happened?"
"My phone died.. Unbelieveable."
"I guess we're stuck here for the time being.." Corban says.

"GET OUT! GET OUT! SHOO! SHOO! FLEE NOW! FLEE HEHEHEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAH FLEE!

"AHHHHH!!!!", shouts Corban and Lindsay.
"Will you please hold me?", says Corban
"Uh, no! I'm terrified, I'm the girl here, you hold me!", Lindsay says.
"Hey, what's that shadow over there in the dining room?", says frightened Corban.
"I'm not so sure.. But I see a gun in its hand and it's aimed right towards US!!", screams Lindsay.

"AHHHH!"
"LET GO OF ME, CORBAN!"
"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WANTED ME TO HOLD Y-"

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Yeah, I know you might not like the first Chapter, but that is okay. I'm not as good with first chapters, but as I go on, you'll catch on and find it more interesting. Anyway, there's your first chapter to the series.

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Dimentia (2014-11-01 06:08:21)

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. Love it. Make more, pls.

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Jason2k14 (2014-11-01 11:24:09)

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^Either today or tomorrow.

I don't care if you claim I have some grammar errors in my story, I could fix 'em so it's not a problem.

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Nutsy (2014-11-01 17:43:34)

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Wtf is wrong with Cornvan. He's a never ending Anti.

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Jason2k14 (2014-11-01 23:55:08)

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Chapter 2:

Lindsay: *jumps*

*a bullet glides in the air with full speed as Lindsay springs from Corban's arms*

Lindsay: Corban, are you alright?

.....

Lindsay: Corban?

Corban: *walks up to Lindsay* Yeah, I'm.. fine..

Lindsay: Oh my god, Corban! There's a hole in your hand!

Corban: Ow, ow.. Ye-yeah I know..

Lindsay: Good thing I brought you some big ass bandages.

Corban: Well what are you waiting for, woman?! PUT 'EM! *swings his hands in air whilst in pain*

Corban: Ow.

Lindsay: Alright, alright. Just stop moving, goddamn.

*2 minutes later*

Lindsay: There.

Corban: I still want to know, who's there with the gun?

Lindsay: Do you want to go to the Dining room and find out?

*Corban sits on the floor, shaking his head in fear*

Lindsay: Ugh, fine I'll go..

Lindsay: Who's there?

........

Lindsay: I SAID WHO THE F IS THERE!?

A baby: goo goo hehehe

Lindsay/Corban: WHAT THE F?

Corban: A baby did this to me?

Lindsay: This is unbelievable, I just don't know ho--

*knock knock knock*

Corban: W-Who is it?

It's me, R!

*lindsay dashes towards the door*

"R!!!!"

HEEYYY LINDSA-- What in the name of Ebola is this?

Lindsay: Well, this is phase 1. Some baby is here, and just shot Corban in the hand, and the furniture looks like it's been here since the 1970s.

Well, aren't you going to move back?

Corban: The knob wouldn't turn.. :/

Wait, then how come you were able to turn the knob now?

*Lindsay and Corban look at each other*

Lindsay: This is really, really strange. We just want to get out of here.

*walks inside the house* First, we have to call the ambulance on Corban.

*the door slams shut*

Corban: R, why did you slam the door?

Wasn't me. o_o

Lindsay: Then who could it have been?

A baby: gaga

Why is the baby here? Could it have been alone trapped here for many years?

Corban: We don't.. F THIS HURTSS..

Lindsay: You just rest, Corban..

I'll call the ambulance right away.

*On phone*

Ambulance: Hello, are you in trouble?

Yes, our friend here had his hand shot by a bullet. We need your help right away.

Ambulance: We'll be right the--

*hangs up*

Hello??

Lindsay: What did they say?

They hanged up on me, welp, I'll call the police.

*on phone*

Hello, officers?!

Officer: How may I help you?

My friend's been shot by a baby, would you come right over?

Officer: HHAHAHA, that is funny and stupid at the same time!! Hahaha!

*hangs up*

[b] WhAT THE F, MAN!

Corban: What's the haps?



Lindsay: Alright, we cannot get out of here. What to do, what to DO...

I know! Let's go to the bedrooms, and get out the windows.

Corban: You wanna do that?

Lindsay: Yeah, wynaut? Let's try!

Baby: Googoogaga MAMA

Lindsay: No, silly. I'm not your mom.

*the baby vomits on Lindsay*

Oh, that's just.. GROSS.

Lindsay: Oh, COME ON. STUPID BABY! Whoever owns this baby does not know how to treat one correctly!

Corban: Let's go to the bedrooms.

*Inside the room*

Wow.

Lindsay: Are you seriously kidding me?

Corban: The window is so small, not even a baby could fit in there.

Lindsay: Alright, let's get out of here. *twists knob*

..... *knob does not turn*

Lindsay, twist it already.

Lindsay: I'm trying, it won't turn.



Corban: Guys, do you hear that?

Yeah, it's coming from upstairs! Someone else is in this house!

*baby screams*

Lindsay: Well, we can't get out of here, and now we're screwed.

*suddenly, a blanket starts moving from the bedroom*

Guys, is it just me or did that blanket just move?

Corban: It's not moving..

I swear, I saw it move.

Lindsay: Forget the blanket, we have to GET OUT OF HERE, ARE YOU FING CARING FOR A FING BLANKET OR WILL YOU FING CARE FOR FING MOVING OUT OF THIS FING PLACE?

Corban: Oh damn, chill out.

*Lindsay smacks Corban*

*a shadow appears behind Lindsay*

Lindsay.. the blanket just moved behind you, and..

*Lindsay rotates a 180 degree angle*

???: Hello, kids. *carries a pistol* You dare come in my house, and now you're not getting out. We're going to have a little fun here.

Lindsay: Who are you?!

R/Corban: .. *shakes*

???: You don't need to know. *aims the pistol at Lindsay's head* Buh-bye.

TBC

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FYI, R is Dimentia just so you guys know k?

This post has been edited one or more times, the last time was:
2014-11-02 02:17:56

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Nutsy (2014-11-02 01:17:07)

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ConnorRonnoc (2014-11-02 02:11:19)

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3spoky5mi

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Sollux (2014-11-02 02:14:41)

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+1 Nice.

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Dimentia (2014-11-02 04:26:34)

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Scuse me while I snort. I'm serious. I snort when I get happy.

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Jason2k14 (2014-11-02 14:45:27)

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Chapter 3:

Corban:Oh know you don't!

*Corban swings a fist past a mysterious person under the blanket*

???: Ow, you just crossed the line, MISTER.

*places a smokebomb in the room and vanishes*

R/Corban/Lindsay: *cough cough cough*

R : Oh, are you kidding me right now?

Lindsay: Well, that guy disappeared, and now we do not know how to get out of here.

Corban: Perhaps, I might have a plan. *winkwink*

R : Corban's creeping me out..

Corban: Why not we crash into the door, and it will slam open?

Lindsay: I'll go first.

R : Okay. 1...2.....3....GO!

*Lindsay dashes towards the bedroom door, but instead of slamming it open, she falls back to the floor*

Lindsay: Oww..

R : Pathetic little twirp. My turn.

Corban: 1...2...3...GO!

*R flips in the air and tries to kick the door with full force, but instead falls down to the floor*

R : Aw man, I thought I fing had that!

Lindsay: Who's the pathetic one now?

Corban: Guess it's up to me. *cracks fingers and neck* Say it.

R/Lindsay: 1....2....3.... GO!

*Corban spins around like a faggot, and tries punching and kicking the door*

Lindsay: Alright, the door wins.

*Corban pants*

Corban: It's no use, we'll be stuck here for the rest of our lives.

R : HEY! I got it.

Lindsay/Corban: Spill it.

R : Teamwork, us 3 slam the door open and see who's upstairs!

Corban: That's a great idea.

Lindsay: I know, why didn't I think of that?

R : Because you're..

Lindsay: Say it, and you're dead.

*R shrieks*

Corban: Alright, ready guys?

R : Born ready.

Lindsay: Let's do this s!

All 3: GAHHHHHHHH






.......

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R : We did it!

Lindsay: Yeah, yeah! Come on, let's get upstairs!

???: Alright, you little baby b. Take this pistol, and you know the rest. G'day.

*SMOKE GRENADE*

*the 3 teenagers dash upstairs*

Corban: We lost.. whoever was here..

Lindsay: Guys.. The baby has another gun is his hand... O_O

R : Good baby, give me the gun!

Baby: gagagahehe

R : GIVE ME THE GUN!



Lindsay: Do you see what you have done? You made the damn baby cry! YOU MADE THE BABY CRY!

Baby: hehhe gaaa

Corban: Uh, guys, it's getting dark out.

R : Looks like we'll have to sleep here for the night.

Corban: The baby still has the gun though..

R : Oh, right..

*R takes a few steps back, and dashes to the bedroom*

Lindsay: Oh well. We've got nothing to lose. G'night, Corb.

Corban: I'll stay here for a bit..

11:55 PM

Corban: You're not.. *yawns*.. gonna give me the gu--*yawns again*

*Corban falls asleep*

*A mysterious unknown woman walks inside the house*

???: *lifts Corban's other hand and inserts a pistol in it aiming towards his head* Sweet dreams, kid. Sweet dreams.

*The woman prowls away and slams the door shut*

*R awakens from her sleep thinking as if she had a nightmare*

R : Who's there?

.......

*R prowls upstairs, spotting a pistol in Corban's hand*

R : Corban, no!

TBC

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Dimentia (2014-11-02 16:12:38)

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Corban, you meanie! Don't kill ths baby!!!!!!!!! 1111###!!!

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Jason2k14 (2014-11-02 20:10:13)

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Chapter 4:

*Corban awakens*

Corban: Huh, what's all the commotion?

R : Your other hand, Corban..

*Corban glances at his other hand*

Corban: What about my hand?

R : THE PISTOL. WHERE IS IT

Baby: Gagagaga

Corban: The baby has 2 pistols?

R : Apparently. Looks like WE HAVE TO RUN!

*Corban and R head towards the bedroom*



*Corban and R are panting*

R : Did you hear that?

Corban: Yeah.. Gun shot. Let's go check it out.


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Corban/R : WHAT THE F?

Corban: The baby accidentally killed himself..

R : Nobody came back for their baby anyway, what's the point? The baby would die either way.

*the power goes out*



Corban: *shrieks*

..........


R : Corban?!?! CORBAN!

..........

R : Aha! Let me use my cellphone to see better. *pulls out cellphone*

???: YOU WON'T BE NEEDING THAT! > : )

*??? snatches phone away*

R : Dangit, I didn't even open up the phone yet, can you at least wait a second, unknown faggot?

???: UNKNOWN FAGGOT? Okay, okay. Lindsay and Corban are gone, and you're NEXT.

*??? releases a smokebomb*

TBC

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Nutsy (2014-11-02 21:46:33)

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Babbies.

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PhoenixDawn (2014-11-03 03:00:39)

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Wow I forgot about this completely. You made me spot on as Anti though.

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Dimentia (2014-11-05 00:26:23)

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No one shall defeat R! My phone.....

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