Vincent Adventures
~VIDEO ONE~
~Video Starts~
Text: October 31st, 2014 -Happy Halloween Ghosties!-
Video: Fades into a very animated Vincent. She is hopping slightly from one foot to the other, like a young schoolgirl having to go to the bathroom. She's wearing a smooth black dress, the cloth shimmers and billows (billowing) slightly from the flow of powerful air rushing through her open window. There is no protective screen over the window to keep the gale in check. Her hair is either has black dyes or in a black wig, her green eyes pop out more than usual. It looks like she is a witch for Halloween.
Vincent: Hello Ghosties! Like my costume? In the spirit for Halloween and Ouija I've put on my Necromancer outfit...just without the makeup. Anyways this is the day we've all been looking forward to! The medieval holiday of souls, where monsters and ghosts linger in our world. Be careful when going out Ghosties, or you just might meet an untimely demise at the hands of the undead, or the Creepypastas. Wouldn't want to get caught in between two creepypastas that both brandished knives. Talk about getting in a sharp situation...Come on guys that was funny wasn't it? I think that's the first pun I've done on here.
Video: Vincent stands and walks out of the camera's frame. She returns and holds up the Ouija board. She giggles bouncing slightly before landing on her bed. She opens the box, and there is the board. It was made of wood. Either Oak or Redwood, maybe even Cedar. An old Glass pointer lays on top of it in a neat way, right on top of the Goodbye. As if someone had just finished using it.
Vincent: I thought it would be fun to start our Ouija adventure in my room then work our way up the attic.
Video: The footage flickers suddenly, her words become high pitched and broken up as if there was a bad connection.
Vincent: I know I'm not supposed to record, it's supposed to ward away the spirits, but how else are you guys going to see? I was going to do a live stream but then, my webcam stopped working so I was forced to instead go and record this. So in case any of you Ghosties are upset know that this is not the way I wanted it to go either.
Video: The flickering thickens making it hard to hear and see anything in detail.
Vincent: I'm sure that…..mean Ghosts aren't really….we'll be able to catch a …...camera…...we'll go back….attic….and then we'll be done.
Video: The flickering forms into a light static showing the form of a young being, short with gaping eyes. Then as soon as the being can be seen, the video returns back to normal. Vincent is still talking, for she hadn't seen that anything that had happen.
Vincent: …..Of you Ghosties were worried about my safety, thinking that my soul was going to be banished (banish) into the abyss. Don't worry, I highly doubt that'll occur. Why on earth would anything take the time to harness enough power to send me into the oblivion, I don't see the logic. Anyways, so now that I'm done droning on, shall we begin?
Video: Vincent gets up out of the frame again and the lights turn off. The footage turns bright green as the night vision comes on. The video shakes and the view of Vincent's bed and window changes into a view of the floor and the Ouija Board. Vincent sits down cross-leg in front of the board, facing the camera. Vincent, though a bit gingerly, places her fingertips on the pointer. She quickly recoils with a cry full of confusion and panic.
Vincent: It's scorching Hot! How is it hot?
Video: Carefully, now incredibly wary of the board, she removes it from it's case. The board is quite big, almost half an inch thick. When it touches her carpet, sizzling can be heard. A small stream of smoke flitters up to her ceiling as the carpet burns. She curses and grabs it back up, placing it on a sheet of glass ment for what one could only assume was an art project.
Vincent: How is it so hot?! I don't get it!
Video: She frowns as a shudder runs down her spine. She places the pointer on the board, but doesn't touch the board or the pointer afterwards. Vincent sits there and watches the board, scowling, daring it to scare her. Then the pointer moves. Vincent pushes herself to her feet in a blink of an eye, she stands on top of her bed breathing heavily, gawking. The pointer shutters and continues to move in graceful circles, as if it were warming up.
Vincent: Th-That's impossible!...I...no way….
Video: The wood creaks as the pointer moves around the board, Vincent looks out of breath.
Pointer: H-I.
Vincent:...In case you guys can't see what is being...'written' the pointer moved to say Hi. And...Uh….Hello.
Pointer: A-R-E-Y-O-U-C-O-M-I-N-G-D-O-W-N-F-R-O-M-T-H-E-R-E-A-N-Y-T-I-M-E-
S-O-O-N?
Video: Vincent visibly pales, and she doesn't repeat what the pointer was saying, there was no need too, the camera had the perfect angle. Lays down on her bed facing the board and camera.
Vincent: What is your name?
Pointer: B-E-N-D.
Vincent: Ben, or Bend? Hi...My name is Vincent. Caroline Vincent.
Ben: C-A-R-O-L-I-N-E-C-O-M-E.
Vincent: Come? Come where? Where am I going? What do you want?
Ben: Y-O-U.
Video: Vincent crawled back down onto the floor, her body tense, ready to flee. She sits down in front of the board, scowl in place. The pointer moves towards her, causing her to flinch, but it stops at the "Goodbye."
Vincent: Me? That doesn't make sense! Where are you going? Bye? Weird, I'm posting this before things get twisted and dangerous. Bye for now, I'll see you in a few seconds.
Video: Fades out.
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~VIDEO TWO~
~Video Begins~
Text: Halloween Special Continued!
Video: Fades in to Vincent stretching out her left hand and holding it right above the board checking the temperature of the board, probably fearing it would burn her again. She then picks it up and studies it, turning to the camera, giving out a nervous giggle fit.
Vincent: So I guess it's on to the next room...That was honestly the scariest thing I have done in like...my entire life.
Video: She walks off of the camera, panting and giggling as if she were on a sugar high. Moments later the frame shakes as the camera is taken from one room into another, it's the Living Room. Vincent mutters under her breath,
Vincent: Good thing parents aren't Home. If my Murder or Destruction saw this...oh man...what I do for my Ghosties.
Video: The camera is set up quickly. Vincent is sitting on a large "L" shape couch, the back of the couch is facing the camera. Behind the couch is a large television with a small palm tree leaning beside it. In front of the couch is a small table where the Ouija board sits right next to a large volume of the bible. Vincent adjusts the camera, cutting off the view of the tree and instead showing a doorway. No light came from the doorway, only the hum of heavy equipment. Vincent's finger points out the door way
Vincent: That's the kitchen, that's where we're going next...I think I'll post this video first before we do that though...Now, down here I have access to candles, so we'll be raising up the creepy factor. I'll go grab them, I'll be right back!
Video: Unknown to Vincent, the bible had already begun to steam, and the pointer was moving once more. She turned, oblivious, and hopped away. She was still pumped even through the display of the Ouija board. Smoke began to emit from the bible just as Vincent came back into camera's view.
Vincent: Okay! Now- Whoa!
Video: Vincent leaps forward and yanks the bible away from the board, she does a small hot-potato movement trying not to get burnt by the hot book. She tosses it in front of the couch, out of sight.
Vincent: I am not liking the way this is going, by this time in the next video my house will be gone. Heh, that isn't as funny as I thought it would be. Oh, look the Pointer is moving again...how is that even possible? Ah...I'm going crazy.
Pointer: A-R-E-Y-O-U-D-O-N-E-S-T-A-L-L-I-N-G?
Video: Vincent takes the opportunity to look offended, but her body was still shaking. She looks frightful.
Vincent: Well that's rude Mr. Pointer. I am letting my Ghosties know what is going on, I'm letting them see my fall, my demise.
Pointer:C-O-M-E-C-A-R-O-L-I-N-E-Y-O-U-C-A-N-T-E-S-C-A-P-E-H-E-S-
A-L-R-E-A-D-Y-T-H-E-R-E.
Video: Vincent backed away, a crash sounds from the kitchen, easily pulling a scream from her trembling lips. She turns and flees. Loud banging can be heard, as Vincent tries to open then break the windows. A shudder runs through the house visibly, slamming all the doors at once. A booming sound echoed through the house from the doors, sealing Vincent's Fate.
Vincent: This is not happening, I swear...oh god, what will parents think if they come b-back and see me?
Video: Vincent was pacing about like a headless chicken completely senseless. The pointer was moving, the letters visible for the camera.
Pointer: N-O-U-S-E-P-A-N-I-C-K-I-N-G-O-R-T-R-Y-I-N-G-T-O-E-S-C-A-P-E
Video: Vincent seemed to remember that the board was still in the room. She ran to it, desperation clear in her eyes.
Vincent: Please tell me what's going on! I can't stay here, I'm trapped! Please...how do I get out?
Pointer: Y-O-U-D-O-N-T.
Vincent: Wh-What?
Pointer: Y-O-U-R-T-R-A-P-P-E-D-N-O-O-N-E-T-O-S-A-V-E-Y-O-U.
Video: Vincent slowly fell to the floor. Fat alligator tears crawling down her cheeks. A huge shuddering breath brought her back to her senses. She stood and walked out of camera.
Vincent: I won't panic, I'll ask my Ghosties what to do, I'll post the video so they'll see that is going on. I will NOT die.
Video: Vincent comes back into view, still crying. She smiles into the camera, her eyes puffy and red, her cheeks flaming pink.
Vincent: Okay, Ghosties, kind in a bad position. I'd like it if you could give me some help before I die from whatever is in my house.
Video: A thud shook the house from the attic, she looked up nervously.
Vincent: I trust you guys. Please comment. I got my tablet. All the rooms are locked, the doors and windows won't open by prying or breaking, and this board is freaking me out. I'll start recording as soon as I can.
~Video Ends~
Hello Dear Readers, I apologize, I couldn't post during my spring break. However I have returned to give you this installment. I'm sorry for the cheesy parts in there, but trust me, they were needed. I hope you enjoyed reading! Please take the time to review! Vincent needs your help! Simply review your "Youtube" comment , or message me it. Please give a fake username, so I can type it into the story. Reviews to help my writing is always welcomed, and I am still looking for editors and proof readers. If your interested, shoot me a message. Thanks for reading!
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