Post by squeaky on Jan 8, 2010 20:05:41 GMT -6
I see we have no Artistic section and figured I'd add a story ehre for you all to read and help me with. I'm not asking for everyone to help I'm just simply going to post it and elt you all decided.
"A Thousand Corpses"
Reader,
I am so glad you decided to join me on this adventure tonight. Before we begin I must ask that you trust me to keep you safe beyond this forward. At any time you feel your saftey is in jepardy, feel free to shut this book and cast it aside for another day, or to neevr pick it up at all. I do beg that if you set this book down it is because you were forced to. I ahte wasting a good novel if no one willr ead it for fun.
The events that take place are fictional to some extent. What youd ecided to beleive is real and fictional is allways up to you. The Characters are absed off of friends of mine or I ahve gained the permission of their owners to use them (This being the case for any characters I used off of Enter The Darkness).
The places are also absed off of places I have seen in my lifetime. Yet at the age of Eighteen I already feel liek I've seen it all. No I do not mean in an "all-knowing" manner like one's elders would say. I mean life hit me with her worst at a VERY young age. But that is a tale set for a later date.
One
"Katrina! Wait!" My boss telling me to wait in the oven we call Milwaukee. Usually the heat was not this bad, yet we had a really fucked up winter so we did kind of deserve this. I'd rather deal with the summer anyways. Means I get to wear less clothings.
"Katrina Crowley if you don't stop this exact instant and listen to me I'll fire you!" I turned to face my jerk of a boss, Jasper Mccarty. This confident man has large brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His thick, wavy, blood-red hair is long and is worn in a handsome style. He is tall and has an elegant build. His skin is light-colored. He has delicate ears.
"You've got a full night ahead of you and here you are running off on me again? I'm beginnign to think lending you to the government was a bad idea." I simply shrugged. See I'm in mnagament, of clubs Jasper owns. I run his two biggest ones when he's not around. There are about five "managers" I'm head of 'em all. Anyways tonight I was suppossed to sit through five interviews and determine who would be ebst to work at which club. I also worked for the United States Government as an undercover Agent. Did I forget to mention I'm a mixbreed?
"Jasper I'm tired there is no way I can sit through five interviews unless you want me blowing up at them. Pawn them off on someone else why don't you? It's not my fault the government needs me at every chance they get." He gave he a stern look after I reminded him I worked for Uncle Sam.
"I only lended you to them because I knew you would enhance your powers. You still have yet to even pick a Human servant and I worry to much that you never will." Jasper knows I'm part Vampire, and most powerful vampires choose a human servant. He believed that if I didn't find one, the Vampire Council would come swooshing down on my head and cut out the Vampirism running in my blood.
Oh here's another thing. Humans still don't know we exist. They know Daybreaks are a half-truth, as in people who claim to be part Vampire are true but the fact that they can walk in the sun is not. I know it sound's stupid but the referre to them as Daybreakers because most Half-breed's presuade them into thinking they're true Daywalkers. I only know of one true Daywalker, and he's been dead for a few years.
"Well than you shouldn't have lended me to Big Brother now should you have?" Jasper sighed. He never could take loosing a fight well.
"I want you back tomrrow night, and feed your lycanthrope side will you? You never feed her anymore!"
"A Thousand Corpses"
Reader,
I am so glad you decided to join me on this adventure tonight. Before we begin I must ask that you trust me to keep you safe beyond this forward. At any time you feel your saftey is in jepardy, feel free to shut this book and cast it aside for another day, or to neevr pick it up at all. I do beg that if you set this book down it is because you were forced to. I ahte wasting a good novel if no one willr ead it for fun.
The events that take place are fictional to some extent. What youd ecided to beleive is real and fictional is allways up to you. The Characters are absed off of friends of mine or I ahve gained the permission of their owners to use them (This being the case for any characters I used off of Enter The Darkness).
The places are also absed off of places I have seen in my lifetime. Yet at the age of Eighteen I already feel liek I've seen it all. No I do not mean in an "all-knowing" manner like one's elders would say. I mean life hit me with her worst at a VERY young age. But that is a tale set for a later date.
One
"Katrina! Wait!" My boss telling me to wait in the oven we call Milwaukee. Usually the heat was not this bad, yet we had a really fucked up winter so we did kind of deserve this. I'd rather deal with the summer anyways. Means I get to wear less clothings.
"Katrina Crowley if you don't stop this exact instant and listen to me I'll fire you!" I turned to face my jerk of a boss, Jasper Mccarty. This confident man has large brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His thick, wavy, blood-red hair is long and is worn in a handsome style. He is tall and has an elegant build. His skin is light-colored. He has delicate ears.
"You've got a full night ahead of you and here you are running off on me again? I'm beginnign to think lending you to the government was a bad idea." I simply shrugged. See I'm in mnagament, of clubs Jasper owns. I run his two biggest ones when he's not around. There are about five "managers" I'm head of 'em all. Anyways tonight I was suppossed to sit through five interviews and determine who would be ebst to work at which club. I also worked for the United States Government as an undercover Agent. Did I forget to mention I'm a mixbreed?
"Jasper I'm tired there is no way I can sit through five interviews unless you want me blowing up at them. Pawn them off on someone else why don't you? It's not my fault the government needs me at every chance they get." He gave he a stern look after I reminded him I worked for Uncle Sam.
"I only lended you to them because I knew you would enhance your powers. You still have yet to even pick a Human servant and I worry to much that you never will." Jasper knows I'm part Vampire, and most powerful vampires choose a human servant. He believed that if I didn't find one, the Vampire Council would come swooshing down on my head and cut out the Vampirism running in my blood.
Oh here's another thing. Humans still don't know we exist. They know Daybreaks are a half-truth, as in people who claim to be part Vampire are true but the fact that they can walk in the sun is not. I know it sound's stupid but the referre to them as Daybreakers because most Half-breed's presuade them into thinking they're true Daywalkers. I only know of one true Daywalker, and he's been dead for a few years.
"Well than you shouldn't have lended me to Big Brother now should you have?" Jasper sighed. He never could take loosing a fight well.
"I want you back tomrrow night, and feed your lycanthrope side will you? You never feed her anymore!"