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You're at a mall with a group of friends.
Suddenly, the power goes out , dozens of shop doors close and all of the previous shoppers that were around, have seemingly vanished. You and your group of friends cling onto eachother, all whispering things under your breaths like, "It's going to be okay.", and "Is everyone alright?" or, "Do you guys know what's happening?"...
All of your friends vanish, and you've been teleported to a random store, you hear some yells and you believe the same things have happened to your friends, luckily, you're all still in the mall...
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This is going to be a kind of choose your own story game, I-the manager- will write what has happened to you. The goal is to get back to your friends and escape the mall.
To begin, write your name below.
submitted by Manager, age ..., Mall.
(May 14, 2019 - 8:54 am)
(May 14, 2019 - 8:54 am)
Alas dear shoppers, the Manager has met her fate. The Manger's post had become slightly too popular for her and she couldn't bare to write any longer. As her fingers clack on the keyboard she can feel dissapointed sighs echoing in her ears already.
Laying on her bed, Manager tussels and turns knowing the story she's left behind. Her eyes wide open, Manager bounces out of bed, hops on her computer and begins writing. Once she's done she closes it, the Manager smiles slightly and climbs back in bed, not knowing her fatal mistake.
The Manager had left her computer on and as it seems, she must've forgotten to plug in her computer and it died, not saving her work.
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I'm sorry dear costumers but the mall will be closing. I'm too busy and burnt out to write this much. I'm so very sorry.
(May 20, 2019 - 9:46 am)
I could take over if you so wished, keep the thread going since it's so cool. This thread was a very good idea and I think maybe it could be a part of this prodject I'm doing where I write a bit every day to better my skill.
If you wish to let this thread sink then that is file as well, threads come and go and maybe I will make another.
(May 20, 2019 - 12:59 pm)
I have a shop in this mall, I could write for you some too! Shopkeeper, wanna keep this going with me? I'll take over Leafy, Ella Starburst, Agent Winter, Leo, Ty, Kitten, Sybill, Joan B. of Arc, Quill, and Moonlight. You get the rest?
(May 20, 2019 - 3:58 pm)
If it is okay with the manager then great, though maybe we should post one at a time or have a thread for discussion about the plot. I was planning on posting with a separate accomplice but the three of us can work together if you’re okay with that.
(May 20, 2019 - 5:17 pm)
Aww. Don't worry, I won't sigh disappointedly. I get it. It was a cool idea though! May I ask who you are?
(May 20, 2019 - 4:18 pm)
The manager opens her computer, surely very many would be enraged, but no.
There's hope!
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I'm passing this thread onto my dearest employees.
Shopkeeper and two others may join.
I will pop in regulary and maybe even write a post.
To respond to Leafy, I would not like to reveal myself for the time being. Maybe later.
(May 20, 2019 - 8:03 pm)
Thank you dear manager for granting us permission to write on this intriuging and inspiring thread, I will do my best to make this interesting and frequently updating
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Darkking, opens his eyes and all he sees is darkness. He begins to panic, as he has a fear of the dark. Backing himself up hoping to hind a wall, he lets out a pitiful whimper of fear and curls into himself, his shoulders curving inward and his eyes wide.
Then he feels something in his hoodie pocket, his phone! He grabs his phone and turns it on, only to feel a hand grab the hood of his jacket and tug him backwards.
He screams and runs forward, away from whatever that was. After running for what felt like an hour slams into a solid object, smacking his elbow on a nearby table. Through his blind panic he had somehow managed to get to a wall. He climbs under the table next to him and presses his back against the wall, shining his phone flashlight around him.
He looks to be in a cafe of some sort. Then he spies movement, it’s a shadow that’s definitely not his and is forced to make a decision about his next actions.
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Darkking. Will you run from that moving shadow or stay and see what happens?
(May 20, 2019 - 9:48 pm)
Probably shine the light in it's face and run far away, not planning on dying tonight!
This is so spooky
(May 21, 2019 - 10:08 am)
"I am the accomplace that Shopkeeper was speaking about. I may help with the writing on this thread but may not be active often. Emotocon dealer, I hope working with you will be as fun sounding as your shop." Tipping their fedora, at the other two, they dissapear in a puff of smole, the only lingering trace of them are faint fading music notes and a card with the name Mall Musician on it, with a picture of a bag containing many musical instruments.
(May 21, 2019 - 3:35 pm)
There is a thread on This Month for story discussion and what happens next s that we can be coordinated in our actions.
(May 22, 2019 - 12:19 pm)
Oooh, oooh! Can I be in this? Or am I far too late?
(May 28, 2019 - 3:27 pm)
Twirlgirl, you are not yet too late, though you may have to wait a bit for your first part.
(May 28, 2019 - 5:24 pm)