ForgottenWolf: Well… I'm still trying to get used to this. I think I'm doing good ^_^
Morte: Says you…
FW: -_-*
Morte: O.O eep
FW: Don't worry, I won't hurt you
Morte: good…
FW: Not yet anyway
Mara: Ha-ha!
FW: Mara!
Mara: Huh?
FW: I need a narrator
Mara: Uhh, you mean me?
FW: Uh-huh
Mara: Will I get to torture Morte
FW: Only once in a while
Morte: Butbutbut…
FW and Mara: On with the story!!!
Morte BUT THIS IS A VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS!!!!
Note: Disclaimer and character note is in first chapter, enjoy!
::Narrative::
Name: Spoken words *actions* ~thoughts~
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::Morte walked through the apartments until he came to a door::
Morte: Yeah, it's a door… *trying to open door* Unf… stupid piece of shit door. It doesn't open…
Door: Lock broken
Morte: please tell me the door didn't just talk…
Door: …
Morte: ._. *tries to open door*
Door: Lock broken
Morte: Okay then
*walks to other door* *door opens*
Morte: Yay!
*goes inside*
Morte: Ah!
*light blinded him for a minute*
Morte: *opening one eye* It's better now, where's that light coming from?
*sees flashlight hanging from a mannequin*
Morte: I'm guessing I need this… *takes flashlight*
::Suddenly from the corner of the room, a mannequin wakes up. The mannequin has legs for arms and no head::
Morte: O.O hey, that's kinda kinky...
::Mara: BAD MORTE!! FOCUS!::
Morte: Ah! Yes… Die evil legs thing! *kills mannequin*
Morte: I think I'll name them "Legs" ^_^
::Mara: Morte, you're a retard::
Morte: HEY!!
*goes upstairs and sees a key through the grating*
Morte: Hmm I think I can reach that with my tail…
*is about to grab the key with his tail when a girl comes out of nowhere and steps on his it*
Morte: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Girl: Ha-ha! *kicks away key*
Morte: You little bitch!
Girl: *runs away*
Morte: Grr… my tail *snffsnff* *pets tail*
::Morte walks around some more and finds a handgun::
Morte: HAHAHAHA Finally! I finally got a gun! Now, where's that little bitch?
::Morte runs around looking for the little girl, but a scream stops him in his tracks::
Morte: *concentrates on scream* Hmm the voice sounded male, 30ish, sounded like he was shot with a silencer, scared to death, or had his heart removed while he was alive… O_o damn I'm getting rusty…
::As he is going into the room where he heard the scream come from, he sees a red glow-y demon standing behind grating::
Morte: *squints eyes* Joe? Is that you?
"Joe": Morte? Hey! What're you doing here?
Morte: I just came to see who sent me this creepy letter. What're you doing?
Joe: Well, I'm supposed to torture some human that's supposed to come by here looking for his dead wife by killing some other creature that looks just like his dead wife, but isn't even human and dies about three times. This is to somehow remind him of what he did to his wife, when he killed her by suffocating her with a pillow. Then once my brother and I have reached our goal, we're gonna impale ourselves on our spears ^_^…
Morte: …
Joe: I'm admiring the grating…
Morte: Oh… well, see ya later!
Joe: See ya Morte…
::Morte goes inside the room and looks around::
Morte: Wow, this guy really couldn't furnish his house could he?
*sees dead body in front of snowy TV*
Morte: Hm?
*goes over to dead body*
Morte: Hmm… 30ish, male, dead, just recently died. I think this guy's the one that screamed, but what killed him? (wasn't me *snffsnff*)
*sees key*
Morte: A key, wasn't here before but, it's a key! Wonder what it's for?
::So Morte walks around again until he finds a door that doesn't have a broken lock and is actually working::
Morte: "Room 202" Ooookay.
*goes inside*
Morte: HOLY FUCK! What's with all the dead butterflies?
*gets attacked by a moth*
Morte: AHH! EVIL MOTH FROM HELL!!
*shoots at moth**moth dies*
Morte: Dead moth ^_^
*sees hole in wall*
Morte: *looking into hole* Lots of dead bugs around here… I think I see a key.
*reaches into hole and gets key*
Morte: Looks like a clock key, but I haven't seen any clocks around here u_u
::Morte then runs around looking for the elusive clock::
::Mara: And he never finds it ^_^::
::FW: -_-;;; Bad Mara, don't be so mean to him or you'll join him::
::Mara: Eep.. I'll be good. So Morte eventually finds the clock::
Morte: Damn bitch, always getting me into trouble…
*studies clock*
Morte: I see… I see… a grandfather clock… lemme try and push it.
*tries to push it from all possible sides*
Morte: *panting* doesn't… move… *sees keyhole* Hmm
*puts clock key in keyhole*
Morte: *opens clock* Ooooooooooooooooooo… *starts playing with the minute hand*
::Morte played with it so much that he eventually figured out the puzzle without really reading anything on the wall::
Morte: *hears click and pushes the clock aside* Whee! A hole!
::And so Morte passed through that hole, what he found…. Let's see!::
Morte: A hallway… ooo, and a door… OOO! A bluuuuuuuuuuuuue dooooooooooooooooor ^__^
*walks through blue door*
Morte: *sees PH having fun with the two mannequins* aie-
*covers own mouth and hides in closet*
Morte: _ *trembling and whispering* Please don't let him see me… Oh GOD please don't let him see me… if he sees me I am dead… I've owed him 200 bucks ever since I lost that bet… and I don't have ANY money on my whatsoever….
*PH drops the mannequins and looks around*
PH: ~Why do I smell Morte? He's supposed to be in hell with Mara.~
*looks around and walks over to closet*
Morte: *squeals quietly* _;;;;;
PH: *sniffing air* ~Hmm, let me go get my knife~
::And so PH walks out of the room, leaving poor Morte in a fetal position on the floor of the closet::
Morte: *still whimpering, he moves back a bit and accidentally makes a key fall and hit him in the head* Ow… hmm? A key. *takes key*
::Morte decides to go looking for a way out to the courtyard::
Morte: This door should be the one to take me to the courtyard!
::Mara: Morte? That's a window::
Morte: NO, it's a door!
*proceeds to jump out "door"*
::Mara: MORTE!!::
::FW: Morte then jumped out the "door" only to find out that it really was a window, but it was too late to remedy his action for gravity pushed him down to the ground where he met it, in a VERY personal way….::
Morte: Ungh…
::A blank screen with the words,
Chapter Over:
Continue?
End?
appears, what do you choose?::
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Morte: Well, I don't like that chapter very much. Why do I have to die?
Mara: *blinks* I don't know, I was just reading the paper
FW: Let's leave it for next time, I have school later and it's practically midnight and I have to get up early… Please review, I would like everyone's opinions on this ^_^ Thank you.
Morte: Says you…
FW: -_-*
Morte: O.O eep
FW: Don't worry, I won't hurt you
Morte: good…
FW: Not yet anyway
Mara: Ha-ha!
FW: Mara!
Mara: Huh?
FW: I need a narrator
Mara: Uhh, you mean me?
FW: Uh-huh
Mara: Will I get to torture Morte
FW: Only once in a while
Morte: Butbutbut…
FW and Mara: On with the story!!!
Morte BUT THIS IS A VIOLATION OF MY RIGHTS!!!!
Note: Disclaimer and character note is in first chapter, enjoy!
::Narrative::
Name: Spoken words *actions* ~thoughts~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
::Morte walked through the apartments until he came to a door::
Morte: Yeah, it's a door… *trying to open door* Unf… stupid piece of shit door. It doesn't open…
Door: Lock broken
Morte: please tell me the door didn't just talk…
Door: …
Morte: ._. *tries to open door*
Door: Lock broken
Morte: Okay then
*walks to other door* *door opens*
Morte: Yay!
*goes inside*
Morte: Ah!
*light blinded him for a minute*
Morte: *opening one eye* It's better now, where's that light coming from?
*sees flashlight hanging from a mannequin*
Morte: I'm guessing I need this… *takes flashlight*
::Suddenly from the corner of the room, a mannequin wakes up. The mannequin has legs for arms and no head::
Morte: O.O hey, that's kinda kinky...
::Mara: BAD MORTE!! FOCUS!::
Morte: Ah! Yes… Die evil legs thing! *kills mannequin*
Morte: I think I'll name them "Legs" ^_^
::Mara: Morte, you're a retard::
Morte: HEY!!
*goes upstairs and sees a key through the grating*
Morte: Hmm I think I can reach that with my tail…
*is about to grab the key with his tail when a girl comes out of nowhere and steps on his it*
Morte: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Girl: Ha-ha! *kicks away key*
Morte: You little bitch!
Girl: *runs away*
Morte: Grr… my tail *snffsnff* *pets tail*
::Morte walks around some more and finds a handgun::
Morte: HAHAHAHA Finally! I finally got a gun! Now, where's that little bitch?
::Morte runs around looking for the little girl, but a scream stops him in his tracks::
Morte: *concentrates on scream* Hmm the voice sounded male, 30ish, sounded like he was shot with a silencer, scared to death, or had his heart removed while he was alive… O_o damn I'm getting rusty…
::As he is going into the room where he heard the scream come from, he sees a red glow-y demon standing behind grating::
Morte: *squints eyes* Joe? Is that you?
"Joe": Morte? Hey! What're you doing here?
Morte: I just came to see who sent me this creepy letter. What're you doing?
Joe: Well, I'm supposed to torture some human that's supposed to come by here looking for his dead wife by killing some other creature that looks just like his dead wife, but isn't even human and dies about three times. This is to somehow remind him of what he did to his wife, when he killed her by suffocating her with a pillow. Then once my brother and I have reached our goal, we're gonna impale ourselves on our spears ^_^…
Morte: …
Joe: I'm admiring the grating…
Morte: Oh… well, see ya later!
Joe: See ya Morte…
::Morte goes inside the room and looks around::
Morte: Wow, this guy really couldn't furnish his house could he?
*sees dead body in front of snowy TV*
Morte: Hm?
*goes over to dead body*
Morte: Hmm… 30ish, male, dead, just recently died. I think this guy's the one that screamed, but what killed him? (wasn't me *snffsnff*)
*sees key*
Morte: A key, wasn't here before but, it's a key! Wonder what it's for?
::So Morte walks around again until he finds a door that doesn't have a broken lock and is actually working::
Morte: "Room 202" Ooookay.
*goes inside*
Morte: HOLY FUCK! What's with all the dead butterflies?
*gets attacked by a moth*
Morte: AHH! EVIL MOTH FROM HELL!!
*shoots at moth**moth dies*
Morte: Dead moth ^_^
*sees hole in wall*
Morte: *looking into hole* Lots of dead bugs around here… I think I see a key.
*reaches into hole and gets key*
Morte: Looks like a clock key, but I haven't seen any clocks around here u_u
::Morte then runs around looking for the elusive clock::
::Mara: And he never finds it ^_^::
::FW: -_-;;; Bad Mara, don't be so mean to him or you'll join him::
::Mara: Eep.. I'll be good. So Morte eventually finds the clock::
Morte: Damn bitch, always getting me into trouble…
*studies clock*
Morte: I see… I see… a grandfather clock… lemme try and push it.
*tries to push it from all possible sides*
Morte: *panting* doesn't… move… *sees keyhole* Hmm
*puts clock key in keyhole*
Morte: *opens clock* Ooooooooooooooooooo… *starts playing with the minute hand*
::Morte played with it so much that he eventually figured out the puzzle without really reading anything on the wall::
Morte: *hears click and pushes the clock aside* Whee! A hole!
::And so Morte passed through that hole, what he found…. Let's see!::
Morte: A hallway… ooo, and a door… OOO! A bluuuuuuuuuuuuue dooooooooooooooooor ^__^
*walks through blue door*
Morte: *sees PH having fun with the two mannequins* aie-
*covers own mouth and hides in closet*
Morte: _ *trembling and whispering* Please don't let him see me… Oh GOD please don't let him see me… if he sees me I am dead… I've owed him 200 bucks ever since I lost that bet… and I don't have ANY money on my whatsoever….
*PH drops the mannequins and looks around*
PH: ~Why do I smell Morte? He's supposed to be in hell with Mara.~
*looks around and walks over to closet*
Morte: *squeals quietly* _;;;;;
PH: *sniffing air* ~Hmm, let me go get my knife~
::And so PH walks out of the room, leaving poor Morte in a fetal position on the floor of the closet::
Morte: *still whimpering, he moves back a bit and accidentally makes a key fall and hit him in the head* Ow… hmm? A key. *takes key*
::Morte decides to go looking for a way out to the courtyard::
Morte: This door should be the one to take me to the courtyard!
::Mara: Morte? That's a window::
Morte: NO, it's a door!
*proceeds to jump out "door"*
::Mara: MORTE!!::
::FW: Morte then jumped out the "door" only to find out that it really was a window, but it was too late to remedy his action for gravity pushed him down to the ground where he met it, in a VERY personal way….::
Morte: Ungh…
::A blank screen with the words,
Chapter Over:
Continue?
End?
appears, what do you choose?::
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Morte: Well, I don't like that chapter very much. Why do I have to die?
Mara: *blinks* I don't know, I was just reading the paper
FW: Let's leave it for next time, I have school later and it's practically midnight and I have to get up early… Please review, I would like everyone's opinions on this ^_^ Thank you.
