I know it takes me forever to update, but I have to keep ya hangin' for a while, don't I(like, forever? lol). And, my brain is shrivelling up and dying, so please give me some ideas or I won't be able to update at all and this story will remain unfinished.And you wouldn't want THAT, now would you? (OK, some people probably would, but I don't care about them cuz they suk!)
When Samara woke up the next morning she was extatic. She knew some imbecile had picked up the tape. She could feel it. But they hadn't watched it yet. She could only wait for the moment when they put it in the VCR and pushed play. Then all Hell would break loose in this idiotic town. And she couldn't wait.
"Hey Samara. Wanna come play with us?" Lisa and Bart Simpson walked up to her as she was playing aimlessly in the yard, singing a random song."Yea hold on. Let me go and ask."
She disappeared inside the house for a moment and then came back out with a smile on her face. "So what had you guys planned to do?"
"We were going to go to the mall and do stupid stuff." Said Bart with a maniacle laugh.
"Hmm . . . Sounds like fun,"
"Oh you have no idea." answered Bart with another evil type laugh-thingy. "But you can only go if you promise not to be a snitch. Promise?"
"Only if you promise to do the same for me." was her answer.
"My lips are sealed." said Bart, doing that stupid zipper thingy where he pretends to zip up his mouth.
"I don't like it, but so are mine." said Lisa. "So have you ever done anything like this? Because, I mean,. you don't look like the type to do this."
"But I am." she said. "I used to do things to people that would put your pranks to shame."
"Like what?" Said Bart, looking at her suspiciously.
"That's for me to know and you to wonder,"
"Why?" inquired Lisa. "Do you plan on pranking us?"
"No, I like you."
They walked on until Bart ran into a newspaper vending machine thingy. Then he looked into the window of the newspaper vending machine thingy and gasped. "Heeeeeey . . . someone killed cheif Wiggum. Wonder who it was?"
"I have no idea," said Lisa. "But, I'm strangly not that surprised. I mean he was such a bad cop, it was only a matter of time before some criminal got him." She put fifty cents into the machine and pulled out a paper to read.
"It says here that he was in his house when he was killed. It also says that whoever did it was pretty good because there is no sign of entry OR exit. Just a bunch of water on the floor and the TV was on and it was all static."
"He probably peed in his pants." Laughed Bart. He looked at the picture in the paper. "Eeewww!! Look at his face! It's like something out of a horror movie!" Meanwhile back at the Simpson household, Homer was bored. And showing it.
"Marge! I'm Bored!"
"Why don't you watch some of those movies. You got so many of them. And you've only watched one."
"But, I don't wanna!"
"Homer, I knew you wouldn't watch any of those movies! You shouldn't have gotten them!"
Homer looked at her and sighed, "Oh, Marge, you don't understand. The fact that it doesn't LOOK like I needed them, has nothing to do with whether I did or didn't need them. You understand?"
"No, Homer, I don't, but if you don't watch at least two of those movies before dinner, I'm taking them ALL back to the store!"
"D'oh!"
He picked up a random tape and place it in the VCR. He was immediately looking at some horrific images. They went something like this:
A bright pink ring in a black background.
a severed hand and some pink bunnies in a box.
A creepy man-lady brushing his/her hair, looking into a toaster as a mirror.
A shot of a tree with toilet paper all over it.
A spinning chair, upside-down.
Man sitting in upside-down spinning chair. (AN- taken form Scary Movie 3, Me no own, you no sue!)
Dead pink bunnies.
Some pink water
The same man-lady as before, jumping form a cliff.
Static.
Homer looked at the screen as if he were staring at . . . something he didn't understand. He bagan to drool. Meanwhile, at the mall with Bart, Samara, and Lisa.
Samara looked around nervously, "I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back."
"Ok," says Lisa, "We'll wait for you here."
"OK." She walked off to the restroom center, where there was a payphone right beside it. She put some play-money in the payphone and began dialing. Back at the Simpson's house-
The phone rings and Homer answers it.
"EeeeeeeYellow?"
Samara (in a whisper,) says "Seven days."
"I told you, I'll pay the stupid electric bill when I get the money, you losers! Go ahead, cut off my electircity in senven days, see if I care!"
"NO! YOU IDIOT! YOU WATCHED THE TAPE, AND NOW YOU HAVE SEVEN DAYS TO LIVE!!!"
"Huh?"
"Did you just finish watching a tape that had horrific images on it?"
"Yes,"
"Don't you know the legend of that tape?"
"No,"
"Well, you simpleton, when you watch the tape, you have seen days to live, unless you figure out how to not die. Whitch you can't, because it's impossible."
At this, Homer get indignant, "Oh, yea? Well, who says?"
"I say, now can I get on with this? I have things to do."
"Yeah, okay, sure,"
"Good, now, whisper seven days."
click
"OH GOD, I'M GONNA DIE!!!" A/N- I updated! I'm not dead!!! YAY!!! I'll ntry to update sooner, but unfortunately, skool is starting, and that sucks, so just try not to go insane if I update even slower than I have been, if that's even possible. BTW Thany you to spring, who inspired me to write more of this story, i had most of this chapter done, but i forgot about it, and now im updating it! thank you spring!!!