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We open to see a dark room it’s a familiar room it’s the room where we always hear our greybles. But the room seems different, evil you might say. Lights are flickering and there’s what looks like blood on the floor. In the background the famous human show twilight zone played. Were the story teller normal sits someone else dose incased in darkness.
His voice was forced and doesn’t sound right. “Hello--------- watcher, rea—der, and or tra-vel-er.” theres a long pause. “I’m so glad you made it.” There was another long pause. “Unlike the stories ----o-r grey—bles you are used to this---or sh—ould I sssay- these stories are short and bring to light a diff---erent ss-i-de of your h-ome Ooo.”
He presses a button on the control panel and a holographic frame of a girl formed. He says one more thing turning toward you still cloaked in darkness... “This story is sh-ort and is quick but w---hen 10 of Ooo’s citi--zens go diapering in 4 days fear or com-motion spread and spreads like fire.”
“So I suggest you watch your---self for the ne-xt 18 days cause it’s hun-gry and ready to feed….. And unlike your normal stories there are no themes to mine let us begin with victem number 1...”
It’s late in the land of Ooo. The air is crisp and bone chilling. A lone girl in her late teens walks down the night road care free. Her skin is light blue and hair purple on her back is a traveling pack. She’s wearing a black long sleeve t shirt and skirt. This is her home town so there’s no reason to be on alert. She stops and looks up at the moon and smiles. “It’s really nice tonight …” she stops when a large creature dashes across the night sky. She’s startled a little but then realizes. “There’s no need to get all worked up it’s probably the princess of candy kingdom riding her morrow…” and continues walking. There’s the sounds of giant wings flapping behind her she ignores it and speed up her walking. The wings get louder she turns around and see’s nothing but picks up speed turning the corner. She bumps into a man knocking her back. She apologizes bashfully. “Oh sorry I didn’t see you there…”
The man was around 7-8 feet tall with white hair. He was wearing a ragged brown trench coat and hat blocked the light from his face. He just stood there breathing. She nervously says walking past him. “I’m sorry I really have to get going now.” The man snatches up her arm his grip firm and strong.
She screams. “Hey let me go!!” trying to pry her arm free. The man slowly looks at her the moon light shining on his face she stares in shock. He has mottled grayish-green skin, and wing-like mandibles and skin flaps on his face, he has a grim jagged smile as a pair of giant wings burst from his back a sudden thought runs through her head. The thought was about an excavation site her class was at she remembered a line form a journal.
“Every twenty-third spring, for twenty-three days he gets to feed.”
She screams in fear as the creature flaps its wings flying through the air effortlessly. She screams into the night as the citizens’ of her home town come running out looking around in commotion staring up at the sky as they watch helplessly as the thing flew off with her.
---------DEAD END
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So for every good there is bad and this is the bad of the greybles. I like the idea of a bunch of different stories about random people encountering thing/ creatures that have been able to excape from my kingdom dark city. The creeper is one of them. you could write your own if you want i'm curiouse to see what some one with good writeing skills and can write unlike me. But yeah i'll come out with more and if you want to know something just ask.
His voice was forced and doesn’t sound right. “Hello--------- watcher, rea—der, and or tra-vel-er.” theres a long pause. “I’m so glad you made it.” There was another long pause. “Unlike the stories ----o-r grey—bles you are used to this---or sh—ould I sssay- these stories are short and bring to light a diff---erent ss-i-de of your h-ome Ooo.”
He presses a button on the control panel and a holographic frame of a girl formed. He says one more thing turning toward you still cloaked in darkness... “This story is sh-ort and is quick but w---hen 10 of Ooo’s citi--zens go diapering in 4 days fear or com-motion spread and spreads like fire.”
“So I suggest you watch your---self for the ne-xt 18 days cause it’s hun-gry and ready to feed….. And unlike your normal stories there are no themes to mine let us begin with victem number 1...”
It’s late in the land of Ooo. The air is crisp and bone chilling. A lone girl in her late teens walks down the night road care free. Her skin is light blue and hair purple on her back is a traveling pack. She’s wearing a black long sleeve t shirt and skirt. This is her home town so there’s no reason to be on alert. She stops and looks up at the moon and smiles. “It’s really nice tonight …” she stops when a large creature dashes across the night sky. She’s startled a little but then realizes. “There’s no need to get all worked up it’s probably the princess of candy kingdom riding her morrow…” and continues walking. There’s the sounds of giant wings flapping behind her she ignores it and speed up her walking. The wings get louder she turns around and see’s nothing but picks up speed turning the corner. She bumps into a man knocking her back. She apologizes bashfully. “Oh sorry I didn’t see you there…”
The man was around 7-8 feet tall with white hair. He was wearing a ragged brown trench coat and hat blocked the light from his face. He just stood there breathing. She nervously says walking past him. “I’m sorry I really have to get going now.” The man snatches up her arm his grip firm and strong.
She screams. “Hey let me go!!” trying to pry her arm free. The man slowly looks at her the moon light shining on his face she stares in shock. He has mottled grayish-green skin, and wing-like mandibles and skin flaps on his face, he has a grim jagged smile as a pair of giant wings burst from his back a sudden thought runs through her head. The thought was about an excavation site her class was at she remembered a line form a journal.
“Every twenty-third spring, for twenty-three days he gets to feed.”
She screams in fear as the creature flaps its wings flying through the air effortlessly. She screams into the night as the citizens’ of her home town come running out looking around in commotion staring up at the sky as they watch helplessly as the thing flew off with her.
---------DEAD END
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So for every good there is bad and this is the bad of the greybles. I like the idea of a bunch of different stories about random people encountering thing/ creatures that have been able to excape from my kingdom dark city. The creeper is one of them. you could write your own if you want i'm curiouse to see what some one with good writeing skills and can write unlike me. But yeah i'll come out with more and if you want to know something just ask.
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