Phantom jackal:New rp story
This story is an rp me and my friend are doing hope you all enjoy
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warning some characters are ooc and remember this is an rp story almost anything goes.
This story is an experiment to try out a different writing style
In Roosevelt Woods there was small town nearly closed off from the rest of the world, the town was friendly and had very nice people, small shops, small houses. Funny how ironic that town was that looks so nice and welcoming has a deep dark secret with in its swampy woods.
A large hill and 2 acre's behind the small curve of the old fashioned houses was a dark and eerie wood land swamp water was so thick and so deep many people had drowned there,and some of the bodies had never been found. People avoid the swamp as much as possible and made sure that no one got near it either,they made a long fence that cut of the swamp and the town from each other. Unfortunately not everyone heeded to the warnings.
A long time ago when the town was finally finished being built, there where two boys who where the best of friends playing and joking around like normal children had just moved into the currently finished built town and had not thought that the swamp was dangerous. They decided and went into the swamp one night itching to explore and satisfy there curiosity, even though they where warned of the dangers of the swamp.
They where never seen again.
A day after they had went into the swamp loud and fearsome roars that could rival that of the oceans roars during a level 4 hurricane. Howls so loud and ear splitting that some of the windows had cracked and shattered just by the sheer vibrations that hitthem. The towns people became scared and tried to figure out what is going on,but they where too afraid of the swamp and what lies within it. So they had tried a different method,each year at midnight accordingly they send one person with a sack of food and throws it over the must have worked, for the roars and howls had stopped the next night after the first tried it, they decided that every night they would do the same thing and had never broken the cycle...until one night on a town festival.
It was 2 years later after the tradition started, in the dead of night someone had forgotten to throw the sack of food over the fence because they wanted to celebrate at the festival. The roars and howls had started once more only more louder and terrifying. The howls shattered all the glass in the town and the roars had woken many children and adults keeping them up all night. Eight children went in to check it out the next night and to hand the monsters the food, even though there parents warned and told them not to. One child only came out of the swamp alive and he was kept saying there where beasts the size of mountains in there, that the monsters had taken away his friends and he barley made it out alive. The next day he was sent to an asylum.
Till this day no one went in there and no one had broke the tradition again...until two 15 old boys did.
There names where Judai Yuki and Tyranno Kenzan.
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