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A blinding light
A blinding light blinds me. My head starts pounding................... With a yell I jerkeup. Confusion fills me. I'm sitting on a crystal clear white table. I'm in a procline room., the surfaces on the walls are bright white. The walls surfaces reflect reach other and I close my eyes from the glare.
Were the heck am i? How I get here? I was sitting in my.......What? Were was I before this? Whats my name? Omg I can't remember were I live, were i am!
I put my hands on my head in frustation. My heart punds in my chest and my breathig is rapid. I should remember! Come on! Think!
Tears slipp down my cheeks. God I'm in trouble.
A hear a slight woosh. I open my eyes, blinking against the glare. I whirl around to face the were the noise comes from....and see a man! standing in a door. I didn't notice a door... He has a strong build and is dressed in tuxedo. His hair is sandy blonde and he is wearing glasses. He looks like a sercuity guard. Top sercuity.
Hope flutters in my chest. Maybe he call tell me were the heck i am!
He beckons to me with his meaty hand to follow him and i almost do, but doubt fills me. Can I trust this dude? Maybe....he put me in here?
"Were am I?" I deman, standing by the table.
"Nowhere" he answers in a deep voice. He beckons again for me to follow him.
Frustation fill me. "Tell me where the heck I am and all follow you!"
He shakes his head, sighing. With a singe stride he reaches out and grabbs my arm. Shocked I try to pull away, but his grips too strong. "Release me!" I yelled, still struggling as he walks towards the door.
He simply shakes his head.
I grit my teeth and pull. His grip dosn't even lossen. With a hopeless sigh I stop struggling. The guys too strong.
He pulls me out of the room and into a hallway. The floor is ugly green. The walls are not made out of glass, thankfully. The paint is peach. "This is the ugylest hallway!" I exclaim, trying to piss him off. I'm really mad at him.
"Deal with it" He growls, giving my arm a painful squeeze.
"You'r a real jerk, not telling me were i am and taking me to some strange place!"
"I told you were nowhere, so shut the @#$ up" He almost shouts, face turning red in annoyance.
"Jerk" I mumble.
~.~
"Go mix and mingle" The guy growls shoving me onto a balcony.
"Are you stupid? There no one to talk to in this cursed place!"
He shakes his head, clearly annoyed. "Look down!" He yells at me as he dissapring down the hall.
I hate that dude!!!!! He's a jerk. I looked down though, anyways. Chairs covered the expanse of a small room, reminding me of a waiting room at a doctors office. A blue carpet covered the floors and table sat beside the chair, covered with magizines. Teenagers talked to one another, looking as confused and frustated as i was.
How do I get down there?
I looked around, spotting a white marble staircase leading down to the clearing to the right of the bacolny. Stupid me.
submitted by MJ, age 12, californa
(January 25, 2018 - 11:04 pm)
(January 25, 2018 - 11:04 pm)
Um, so a while back I was a part of Kyoto’s Brainwashed RP??, and this beginning seems awfully similar...did you get this idea from that?
(January 26, 2018 - 5:23 pm)
(January 26, 2018 - 6:36 pm)
Yes.
(January 26, 2018 - 6:37 pm)
Except differnt...
(January 26, 2018 - 6:38 pm)
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I'm sitting in front of a girl. She looks like she's about 13, but a 13 year old from the 60's. She has bright spiky eltric blue hair and she wearing a bright green corp top. I'm almost blinded, again. She is wearing flower patterned pants that hang lossely around her ankles. Stangely, i fell itimdated from her. Maybe it's her eyes. They seem to be burning with fire.
My feet tapp the hard concert floor, nervously. "So whats.....your name?" I say awkardly, hoping she might have answers.
Her forehead creases. "I don't know....." She looks around the room at the array of strangers and i follow her gaze. "No-one seems to know."
Dissapppoinment fills me. "Well, thats cool."
Her eyebrows shot way up her head.
"Er..........I mean...welll....I didn't mean that...its not cool. Umm, do you know were we are?"
"Nowhere." She say sarcastically, making air quots with her hands.
"ha, ha" I laughed, driely. "Were are we really?"
The hippie girl sighs. " You can't take sarcasm can you?" I glare at her. "It looks to me like were in a top secert milatary base, but if i am right i don't know why"
Top secert? Are wer some sort of expiremnets?
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I eventually leave the hippie girl to aks other people, but there as clueless as me, sadly. I Finally find someone who remember a little bit, but not much......
She remembers her name, which is vericona. She has dark black hair and is wearing a short pink dress.
Vericona stares at her small hands thinking. "I do remember feeling like I was being carried somewhere in a car......"
(January 26, 2018 - 8:19 pm)
Well even if it’s a bit different, it’s still Kyoto’s original idea. Perhaps you should ask for her permission to use the plot.
(January 27, 2018 - 8:53 am)
Hey kryto can I use the being of the plot of this story?
Okay things are going to change here from kyto's orginal idea but if she dosn't want me to use it i'll just delete these posts. Btw the last part I wrote i'm going to redo it.
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Eventuallly I left the hippie girl alone. I asked other people if they remember anything, but they did not, sadly. I absentmidly flicked through a magizine, wondering what the heck I should do.
"My names justin" said a voice across from me as i jumped a little. I look up from the magzine, putting it on the table beside me. A dude stat in the chair across from from me with sandy blonde haair and blue eyes. He is wearing a jean jacket and a gray shirt. His also wearing black, ripped jeans.
"You remember your name?" i ask, quizzacly as I lean closer towards him. Maybe he knows something?"
Justin nodded, his sandy hair flopping in front of his face. He sweeps it out of his face with n irrated sigh. "Yeah....."
I amlost screamed with excitment. "Do you know were we are?!"
His blue eyes suddenly have a farawary look as if hes remembring something. "No...'' he says, slowly....almost as if he know were we are and is lying.
If he dose..Why would he hide it?
"Are you lying?"
His eyes look startled and alarmed.
Why?
"No" he says, stairghting his back, nervously.
I narrow my eyes at him, but don't say anything.
~.~
Click....Click.....
" What's that?" I ask Justin, looking around the room, skin prickling in unease. He dosn't answer.
Beepppppp.....
In front of the room the walll slids out, revealing a gaint screen. I shift my feet, heart pounding.
A women wearing a blue millatary uniform appears on the screen. Her hair is done up in a neat brown bun. She seems friendly enough, smiling warmly, but her eyes are cold as ice. I shrink back from the screen, wanting to get away from the women. Even if she just on a tv screen she stills scary.
"Hello...young ones. How nice of you too make the journey"
"Like we weren't froced" mutters Justin.
The women glances at justin, seeming to have heard him. But how? Justin was way too low..
"Now, before we get started with real excitin the stuff you need to kow your name. Well, worry not little ones...you'll soon learn....but that is....if you survie what come's next."
Comes next?
"In approtmently two minutes you'll be transported to a maze.....if you get through the maze alive....you might just come home."
"Home" I muttered. Home sounds would so wonderful, even if i don't know were my home is.
The women notices everyones hopeful faces. "Not home home your new home. This place!" she says laughinging cruely. Dissappionment and anger fills me. I wish i could punch in the face. "But don't worry..this place is the best palce on earth. Enjoy your two minutes of peace....or life" She says winking.
The screen gose blank and the wall slides back to cover up the screen. My neck hair stands up on end. Fear fills me in waves. i feel sick.
We have to stop her.
Without thinking I stand on the chair, heart beating fast. Justin stares at me, confused. "Listen up people!" I yell, but no-one looks at me. There to busy muttering. I take a deep breath and scream. "LIsten up people!"
Confused faces turned towards me. Hundreds of eyes staring at me.
"Look.....what the lady said was pretty scary, but we can't let her win. We have to escape. I know this places seems like a pirson, but we can;t let her kill us! WE have to stop her! there's home out there someowhere! We can get our memory back!
We have to fight! No matter the cost!"
Justin stands up, face pale. Almost like he's seen this happen before. Almost like her know were going to fail. "We can't! Its sucide. if we do!"
I stare at him hard, willing him not to be right. "I's sucide if we stay"
Shouts of agreement back me up. Hopeful eyes stare at me....And the hippie girl her eyes are burnring even brighter. It amazing.
"GFight, Figh, Fight!" They start to chant, stomping, but justin keeps shaing his head.
Like his know were going to fail....Like his seen this happen before and go down in flames....
(January 27, 2018 - 2:56 pm)
Wow that had a lot of tpyo's in it. XD.
(January 27, 2018 - 5:55 pm)
(January 27, 2018 - 7:28 pm)
IS kryto still on? Anyways is it ok i used you plot idea for the start?
(January 27, 2018 - 7:25 pm)
We stand, tense waiting for something to happen.
But....nothing did? I could hear the slightest movement; the room was so quite.
Maybe the lady had been toying with us. She seems to like to do that. Maybe Justin's fear is just anxiety. Maybe my rally had been for nothing-
Glass descend swiftly from the ceiling. I'm barely able to dodge one of them as scream erupt from the room. The cylinder I should be in speeds to the ceiling silently until it seems to melt into the wall.
My heart feels as if it is going to burst out of my chest at any moment. I look up as more cylinders start there ascent to the ceiling. People I don't recognize are trapped in some, horrified faces peering down as the ground disappears from below them. Some pound on the glass, helplessly.
I look out at are remaining people-Justin!? Were's Justin! He must of been taken too!
Suddenly guards appear out of nowhere and surround us. No....this can't be happening!
I watch, frustrated as some people give them up the guards. Then, the people are tied to columns around the permitter of the room. How could they?
The ones who hadn't give up! and I bunched together, proctectly. My body tenses ready for fight, although I don't know how were going to defeat these guards.
But they don't advance....They click something on their wrests and stand, patiently.
My heart skippy a beat. What are they planning!?
Click...
Holes appear in the wall and suddenly... darts shot out of them.
One almost hits me when out of nowhere....golden tendrils of arch over everyone's head and they hit the floor, sparking a little. They solidified and...the darts hit the force field and....explode! Clear blue sticky liquid and metal shards fall to the ground right outside were golden engery meets the floor.
I whirl around, trying to figure out what just happened. A young 16 year old stands in the middle of our group arms outstretched, palms facing forward. Golden threads flow out of his palm, the part glowing gold were the engery goes through skin. And they connect… the threads surrounding us like spider webs. The force field looks like one giant golden spiderweb.
My head spins with confusion. "how-"
"We have a situation in the main lobby. Theres a manifest code red 1, but were facing restiance. We'll need the Skeeters! Bring them in!" yells one of the guards into his wrest which has a watch like device on it.
(January 27, 2018 - 9:17 pm)
Feel free give me any constructionuive critzitm for the last post.
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What are the skeeters?! Whats a code red 1? How's the dude making the.....froce feild!? My breathing is rapid, panicked.
A girl with golden hair and is wearing a pink dress approaches the dude, carefully. I and everyone else watch apprensivly. She touches the dude's like he's some sort of alien....some sort of forgien creature...a thing to be approached with great care and he is...I suppose.
"How are you doing that" she asks, tentatively.
The dude shakes his head, mystified. "My names...Leo" He says slowly, like hes not sure what else to say.
I"m too confused and mermisiezed, watching the golden thread scome out of his palms like silk. I'm too worried about wondering what the heck a Skeeters is or a manifestion or a code red 1 to ask him if he knows were we are.
I shake my head to clear it. "Shouldn't we been focousing on what a Skeeter is?" I say.
I hear a sound like snake skin on cold floor...and everyone else dose too. My skin prickles in unease. What now? is the Skeeter here?
My question is answered as a terrifying creature on a chain, led by a teenager or a 2o year old? Wearing a black body suit comes in. His face is obsured by black mask...and he strides cofindently into the room. His hair is hidden in the mask.
My breath caughtes in my throat. Its going to rip us to shreds!
The teenager stands facing us, the Skeeter pulling on the leash as hard as it can, yearning to kill us. I shudder.
"Now...listen up. If you come with us peacefully...we can" He looks at the creature. "Avoid some upleasant things. If you don't well.. we'll let loose the Skeeter.
My heart stops. Should we surrender?
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(January 28, 2018 - 12:27 am)
Hay admins can you change leash to chain?
I just made one change for you. Was that all? I didn't take the time to search for other occurences.
Admin
(January 28, 2018 - 11:58 am)
Thanxs ;] I think that was it.
(January 28, 2018 - 3:25 pm)
Everything's deathly silent. No-one moves or speechs. We can't surrender, but with the skeeter.....We could all die...I think Justin was right...
"It sucide if we try." His words echo in my head. His pale face borring into mine.
"Drop the sheild Leo....were surrending." I shot a hateful glance at the teenager? and the guards.
"No!" says the girl in the pink dress, determindly. "Its better to go down fighting, then die at the hands of the women!" She shouts, a resighed look in her eyes. "You can give yourself up....but me i'm going to fight" She looks at the others. "And you guys can be cowards too or you can stand up and fight."
No-one moves. Their eyes darting to the skeeter and too the sheild.
My heart flickers with hope as i too look at the sheild. It can't get us.....in here can it?
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(January 28, 2018 - 12:59 pm)