The Gaming Hour 5: Stories and Adventures
By: DMEX
This ain't mine. Don't sue my ass.
A/N: It's been a bit hectic for me but I got this up. There was a few votes and it was unanimous so here ya go.
Meanwhile, in the locker room…
Yami Bakura (spitefully): I can't believe that damn woman! Making me go through this!
Producer: Why you so mad?
Yami Bakura: You know damn well why I'm pissed!
Producer (like Dr. Cox): So I should get a boom box and have Kiss the Girl playing until you and her start making out?
Yami Bakura (like Ice Cube): #%&$ YOU!
Yami Bakura takes off his shirt
Producer: Dude, you've been workin' out?
Yami Bakura (aggravated): WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?!
Producer: Man, nobody who's built would deny a rose bath with a chick like her.
Yami Bakura: "THAT CHICK" HAS A NAME YOU BASTARD!
Producer: DAMN! You turnin' all pink an' red on me!
Yami Bakura: Keep it up, Todd. Keep it up, and you'll find out how hard this job is when your jaw is wired shut.
Ch. 9
The House With the Red Light
(Shadi glances at the strange jack-in-the-box toy sitting on the floor next to a what appears to be some sort of red light)
Shadi: Hmm? What's this?
He picks up the strange jack-in-the-box and examine it. A look of shock then appears on his face.
Shadi: THIS CAN'T BE! I THOUGHT THIS WAS LOCKED UP IN THE CATACOMBS!
Yes, I remember my first encounter with this relic and it was not a fun experience… Believe it or not, this toy is not as harmless as it looks.
-3 weeks ago, Downtown Domino-
(Bronk and Yuma have just ended their Duel. Yuma lost, as usual)
"AW DAMMIT!" Yuma yelled. "Man, Yuma; I Jabronitized your ass in less than 10 minutes!" Bronk stated removing his Duel Scouter. Yuma got in Bronk's face, "You callin' me a Jabroni?!" "Dude, you're losing Duels faster than the Cleveland Browns." Bronk stated as he got in Yuma's face.
"C'mon you guys, stop it." Torrie begged trying to keep the peace. "AT LEAST I DON'T ROOT FOR THE JETS!" Yuma shot back. "Oh, yeh?! Tebow could 86 your ass in a Duel every day of the week!" Bronk shot back. "Nice reference, genius!" Yuma sarcastically said.
Torrie: STOP IT RIGHT NOW!
(Both stopped arguing)
Just as a tear drop fell from Torrie's cheek and hit the floor, a strange light blinded them. When it stopped…
"Look Yuma." Astral pointed out to Yuma. "Is that a jack-in-the-box?" Yuma asked. Torrie and Bronk looked at it. The toy looked rather strange. Two of the sides of the box had big blue question marks with a yellow background while the other two sides had this strange bird-like jester on it. One side had a happy face while the other side had a sad face. "Check this out." Bronk said as he examined the bizarre box. "Did my tear produce that?" Torrie asked rather perplexed.
Yuma: Looks like it.
Astral: Yuma, I have a bad feeling about this.
Yuma: Chill out, Astral. What's the worst that Jack-in-the-box gonna do?
But Astral was right to be concerned because that was no ordinary toy. Nightfall was approaching and they decided to walk home. That's when they passed The House with the Red Light. That's when strange heavy metal music was heard followed what sounded like 3 Blind Mice.
Torrie nearly jumped out of her skin in fear. "What the hell is that?!" Bronk yelled. "I think it's coming from that house." Yuma explained. That's when the familiar dark portal appeared before them. Yep, Pharaoh had just shown up. "I wouldn't go in there if I were you." Pharaoh warned.
"You don't have to tell me twice." Torrie said cringing. "Who lives there anyway?" Bronk asked. "Probably some deranged lunatic." Yuma said.
"YUMA!" Astral barked at Yuma. "Nobody really knows for sure, but the child may very well be right." Pharaoh explained.
Pharaoh saw the strange jack-in-the-box in Torrie's arm. "Young lady, where did you find this?" Pharaoh asked Torrie.
Torrie: Would you believe me if I said my tear made this?
Pharaoh: Yes I would. But those patterns are a bad symbol-
Yuma: Hey, it's getting late. We better get going.
(everyone scrambles)
Pharaoh: I hope the girl takes my warning seriously.
-Torrie's house, her room, midnight-
The jack-in-the-box was staring at her. That creepy happy face looked like it was watching her. Torrie got up out of her bed and put a blanket over it to ease her fear.
"I wish I hadn't brought that thing in here." Torrie said with relief.
She went back to bed and curled up in bed. She thought she heard light tapping at her window. She got up and it was Iima tapping at her window.
"Oh, you again." Torrie said a bit relieved, "I thought it some strange pervert after me." Iima glared at her clueless. "Well, what d'ya want? It's midnight and I have to go to school in the morning." Torrie asked.
Iima pulled out her sketch out of her vest pocket. It was the jack-in-the-box she found earlier. But it had that strange bird-like jester out of the box wielding a gigantic scythe. "Bad toy." Iima said fearfully. "What?" Torrie asked with confusion. "BAD TOY! BAD TOY!" Iima screamed at her while shaking Torrie violently.
"ARRRRREEE YOOOUU HAAAAAVIIING AAANNNNOOOOTTTHHHERR NIIIIIGHHHTMMMAAARRRREE?" Torrie asked trying not to upset her.
That's when red gleaming eyes showed up. Iima turned pale white at the sight of it and whimpered. That's when the handle started moving by itself playing Pop Goes the Weasel. It started very slowly.
Iima was whimpering even more. Because each time the song would end, the handle would turn faster. "What's happening?" Torrie asked very confused. Iima screamed in bloody murder. She pulled the blanket off (hoping to kill whatever it was) but she then saw the Jack-in-the-box's handle being turned by itself. The handle was moving faster and the song was getting faster.
Iima let out a fearful blood curling scream. She then jumped out the window and ran away screaming.
Torrie: THANKS A LOT IIMA! LEAVE ME HERE WITH THIS "THING!"
Demonic Voice: Take me.
Torrie: What?
The toy hopped toward Torrie.
Demonic Voice: Take me to the House with the Red Light.
Torrie: But why?
"That is my home." the demonic voice spoke. "Well, whoever you are; you scared Iima half to death. Let alone myself. If you need to get home, I'll take you there, but I'm not going in there." Torrie spoke.
Demonic Voice: I'M AFRAID YOU DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE!
The lid popped up and out came Bickuribox! It put it's hands in it's mouth and looked to be searching for something.
"Ew, that's just gross." Torrie stated a bit disgusted. And out of no where, Bickuribox pulled out A GIGANTIC SCYTHE!
Torrie's eyes grew big and her skin and eyes grew pale. IS THIS WHAT IIMA WAS TRYING TO WARN ME ABOUT?! she thought very frightened.
Bickuribox: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
-Yuma's house-
Yuma was awakened by hitting the ground hard. "Ow!" Yuma pained. He dusted himself off. "That's the last time I watch Pittsburgh Steelers game before bed." Yuma commented. He turned around and someone was in his hammock cringing in fear. Yuma pulled the blanket off and it was Iima. "Again, Iima?! Lemme guess, another nightmare?" Yuma barked.
"Yuma, are you okay?" Yuma's grandmother asked. "Yeah, I'm fine, but Iima snuck in my room and threw me off my hammock because she had another nightmare." Yuma said.
"My goodness, I hope it wasn't too horrifying." Yuma's grandmother said. "Knowing her, it was probably the Deadpool wearing a purple gorilla suit."
Iima choked Yuma and screamed very angrily at him. Almost as if she was going to kill him. "RED HOUSE LIGHT!" Iima yelled. "YOU'RE *GAG* HURTING ME!" Yuma said in pain.
-The House with the Red Light-
Yuma, Astral and Iima were in the foyer of the strange house. Iima was hiding behind Yuma and clutching him like a shield. Almost as if she was in Luigi's Mansion. "Get off me." Yuma barked. "Yuma, she's obviously very frightened. And 95% of the time, her warnings end up being very true." Astral reasoned with him.
That's when Yuma saw Torrie standing a few feet from her. She seemed to be looking at the ground.
Yuma: TORRIE!
Torrie: Have you come to play with me?
Yuma: Play? We have to get you home. We have school tomorrow.
Torrie: Does that mean you don't want to play with me?
Iima cringed in the corner. "You don't sound like yourself, Torrie. But if I was stuck here, I guess I'd lose it as well." Yuma said. The next thing that would come out of Torrie's mouth was very bizarre.
Torrie: YOU'RE A BAD NEIGHBOR, YUMA!
Yuma and Astral looked at Torrie very blankly. That's when they saw her face. Her mouth had been cut to make a smile with something very sharp, her face was painted to look that of a mime from hell and her hair was a dark as the midnight sky. Her eyes were bloodshot and had the sickest smile on her face.
Iima loosed a blood curling scream and ran away… Silence… Nothing but dead silence… That's when Shadi came in. Looking for some sort of strange relic or something.
(Shadi glances at the strange jack-in-the-box toy sitting on the floor next to a what appears to be some sort of red light)
Shadi: Hmm? What's this?
He picks up the strange jack-in-the-box and examine it. A look of shock then appears on his face.
Shadi: THIS CAN'T BE! I THOUGHT THIS WAS LOCKED UP IN THE CATACOMBS!
Shadi lit a match and burned the Jack-in-the-box. "This demonic toy will never hurt anyone again." He then left without a trace. But out of the smoldering ashes, it seems that the Jack-in-the-box survived…
Ch. 9 End!
To be continued…!
Krusty the Klown: HEY HEY! Gather 'around round readers, it's time for another question for the Gaming Hour fans to answer!
(insert Krusty the Klown laugh as Krusty the Klown's theme music plays in the background)
Krusty the Klown: Now the question will have a 3 week time limit so mark your calendars because at exactly midnight on November 4th, this chapter's time limit expires and the question this time is a multiple choice so here it is:
"WHICH WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER?
a) THE NEW BABYSITTER
b) MY HEAD'S IN THE GAME
c) THE PROJECT or
d) CAN YOU DRAW ME?"
Krusty the Klown: Now send your thoughts and comments by messaging or by comments to answer this question! And remember kids; Today's valuable lesson is this: A toy is never happy unless it's loved. And if you see a house with a red light, remember; STAY OUT!
(insert Krusty the Klown laugh as Krusty the Klown them plays in the background)
Yami Bakura: I am so getting a new guy for this…
Krusty the Klown: Tough break, Iron-Clad Contract.
