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Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?

A: The answer is trivial and is left as an exercise for the reader.

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But, imagine the door slamming shut... Wouldnt there be a fire axe somewhere which could, euhm, "remove" said door? :P


...sure, if you want to get expelled~ xD
I like how Andy took Theresa's butt ghost comment seriously.


Bro, Andy takes everything seriously~! XD

He's a gullible idiot. Just wait and see-- it'll get worse. :3
Pooooosted~!!

For everyone who wants to be involved in the actual ghost-busting scene, get into the bathroom, pronto, because the door may or may not be about to slam shut!

If you end up outside, that's still fine~ You can loiter around, make friends, and be vaguely concerned for everyone locked inside with the ghost.
Andy Anderson

"... The butt ghost musta got him! What ever shall we DO!?” said Theresa. “Or maybe, he took a dump in the haunted toilet and it sucked him innnnnnnn! Ha!"

…butt ghost? Andy ran through a mental check of all the ghosts he’d ever heard of. The “butt ghost” that Theresa mentioned… didn’t seem to be something he recalled.

Maybe he’d look it up afterwards.

But still—there were lots of skeptics in this particular group of people. Theresa, Sidney, Lillith… well, they were still part of the club, and while Andy really did believe in ghosts rather sincerely (sincerely enough to get labeled a bit of a wackjob, to be honest), he could see why people would be doubtful.

After all—even he hadn’t really seen a ghost before. Or… well, there’d been that one time in his neighbor’s garden, but. He’d never actually seen anything particularly definitive. He’d just done a whole lot of research into things like this.

"Well duh. After that comment Lillith made, the guy probably was upset. We all know Brody's a sensitive wittle baby~" said Sidney, interjecting herself into the situation. "He probably was upset and left. Case closed." She shrugged, looking pleased.

"Sidney, aren't you cold? I'm not sure I believe in ghosts, but something just feels off," said Tori. She’d opened up the bag of salt, Andy noticed.

Well, good for her. He was liking her more and more by the minute. Usually he’d give a location the benefit of the doubt, but this place really did have strong evidence (if you could call it that) connected to it, and…

Well, it gave him the creeps, to be honest.

He smiled reassuringly at Tori, but turned away to check out the rest of the room. Sidney was offering Tori her jacket— how nice of her. Maybe she wasn’t so bad after all.

"I hope the ghostie isn't camera shy~" hummed Sidney.

Andy looked up from the sink that he was inspecting. The metal spout was spotted with rust, but said rust looked… oddly redder than it should have. He turned the tap on absentmindedly. “I’m not really into taking pictures myself,” he offered hesitantly. “But I heard that having a ghost in the frame corrupts the picture. If you printed it out, though, then you might be able to see it. I’ve heard a lot of different theories about this, though, so I’m not sure.”

There. A peace offering. Photography advice from the school's resident ghost buff. Yeah, now that he thought about it... his advice probably meant nothing to her.

He looked down. Rust was mixing into the water as it swirled down the drain, leaving red stains on the sides of the porcelain sink.

Somehow, that seemed like a bad sign. A very, very bad sign.

The lights flickered, and Andy glanced up sharply at the single, antiqued-looking lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw something move in the mirror, but when he looked back, there was nothing. Just Sidney, Theresa and Tori, and the rest of the club just beyond the door.

And that, of course, was when the lights went out all together.

Andy flinched, and promptly tripped. He caught himself on the sink, but his glasses went flying… somewhere. Well, fuck.

He could still see the rest of the club outside, silhouetted in the light from the hallway, but it was dark as hell. The frosted glass window was not doing much for visibility.

“You three okay?” he said, and took a step forward.

Something crunched under his sneaker. Oh, Christ-on-a-shish-kebab. Those… were his glasses, weren’t they?

They’d been nice glasses, too. And expensive. All I have for back-up are contacts, he thought, feeling vaguely frustrated. But now really wasn't the time.

Something breezed past him, brushing against the nape of his neck. It felt like… fingers. Cold, chilly fingers, running down his neck. He jerked forwards even more, unwilling to let go of his baseball bat. In the darkness, though, he didn’t know how he was going to use it without killing someone by accident. What the fuck—

Rustling noises. He thought he could hear muffled sobbing sounds, from the direction of the stalls, but… none of the three girls who’d come in with him had been crying, had they?

Was it… the wind? But it couldn’t be. They were indoors, for crying out loud.

Fucking hell. He could only just barely see the outlines of the other club members.

“Be careful,” he said, raising his voice. It echoed oddly in the darkened room. “And get ready with that salt, Tori. I’m not sure what’s going on, but I think it has Brody, and it’s sure as hell not happy that we’re here to get him back.”

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NEIN! NO SPOILERS IN THE BALLROOM!

(If you liked it than you should have put a ring on it.)


Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh....

Zoldie, if you wanna marry Ogo, you need approval from the to-be sister-in-law first. And I have NOT given you approval to marry my (almost) big brother.

(╯°Д°)╯︵ /(.□ . \)
Yes, yes...


>:]

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Oh look! Suddenly


Morning~!!

I'm gonna be pretty inactive in the OOC today... I have finals to study for. Still, I'll get up a post by tonight~!

If you're planning on doing something I'll disapprove of, now is the time. XD

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On second thought, it looks like I'm actually in a good place to post right now. I'll get something up~
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I founded the club, it's my baby :P, I love doing crazy things for it. Pieing in the face isn't half of the weird stuff we do. Once they dumped a a garbage can full of ice water and dumped it on me. We raised about 50 dollars for charity, which is pretty awesome. It's amazing how much money people will pay to see you do weird stuff. Another time we sang and did random stuff at Barnes and Noble and raised over 1,000 dollars for our library!

That's awesome that you'll be one of the leaders for debate, congrats! You'll have a blast next year! Hmmm... maybe you can be the one who starts weird traditions!? The debate team's coach at my school shaved off his beard because they won state (or something like that :P).


Wow, you sound super dedicated. That's so great!!!

And thanks! I'm sure as heck gonna try~!! Though maybe not shaving stuff off. The only problem is that I'm pretty much the only one in the whole club who even cares about it and isn't just going for the co-curricular credit, sooooo. T-T

Wait, no, there's another problem. My brother's going to be coming in as a freshman next year, and I REALLY don't want him to lose all respect for me. He's still in his cute stage... XD

Oh well~!! Anyway, I'm off to bed. Niiiight~!!!
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Haha thanks :P I'm president of the club so I had no choice XD And Blue or Ajah works, it doesn't really matter. You can call me Megs (that's my nickname in real life) if you want. :)


Okie-dokie, Megs it is~!!

And... woah. That's some dedication. Next year I'm going to be one of the co-leaders of my school's debate club, but I... don't think that they're gonna want me to do anything like that.

Debate club's pretty tame, I guess. The weirdest thing that ever happened to us is probably that there was one time at a debate tournament where I got asked on a date and then rapped about, but... even that's not THAT bad, and fairly out of the norm~?
Sorry I haven't posted anything for awhile :( I was getting pied in the face at school for a Book Club fundraiser. I've taken two showers but I can still feel sticky stuff on my face. Ugh. I'll work on a post now though :D


You were getting PIED IN THE FACE?!

Wow, Blue. That's pretty cool. ...or do you prefer Ajah? XD

I'll probably post tomorrow, give a few more people a chance to go~!! :D
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Creating your own character could easily work in the Witchers setting. I've read enough about it to know that with a little bit writing and good story telling, that it'd work well. Just do what bioware did with Shep. ME has the best way to create your original charater while still keeping it in line.

And good and evil? dear god, ME has so many desicions that are a 'grey area'. Like killing the Rachni Queen, or re-introducing the Genophage to the krogan. I have yet to find a desicion that is defined as 'good' or 'evil' in ME. I don't see any 'chosen' one in any of the games. really, I could argue that Geralt was a 'chosen one' or that any hero 'is a chosen one'.

But, eh, that's a matter of opinion, so I'll leave it there, and say that the 'character of Shepard' is formed by the player, a lot like the way you're describing Geralt. Character creation could work well in any true RPG game if enough thought is put into it. I'll also add, I just don't like that as Geralt, you're on this mission to save someone. To me its like 'Dafuq is this person and why should I care?'

But again, that's just my general dislike for playing a character that already has a set story or a background.

Anyways, yeah, let's drop it. we're probably not getting anywhere with this~ xP

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Oh god.

PMD.

The first two...so many tears were had T-T

The third one...eh, I dunno, I didn't like it so much.


OH GOD. I just... Crying and crying and crying, dude. I'm a sucker for good ol' tragic friendships. It's probably why Madoka Magica appealed to me so much.

The third one was kind of jarring because the art got kind of weird when they made it 3D, but... eh, still liked it. Not as much, but I still liked it.

And yes, I cried anyway. And it was in public. WHY ARCEUS WHY
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