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posted on Dec, 18 2006 @ 04:44 PM
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post horror stories here.year around for zombies vampires and crime stories.




posted on Dec, 18 2006 @ 04:49 PM
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ill start. the blood was flowing through the holes in the wall. jesse could hear the gunshots approaching the room. the constant mumble of zombies. you could here crunches of the bones. the door popped open. thank the gods that is was a stars agent.



posted on Dec, 18 2006 @ 05:03 PM
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he was almost bitten by the crowd of rushing zombies.but i shot them down before he was bitten.we quickly closed the door. he told me that more agents were on the way.their was a rattling from the doorway. it burst ajar and men in black masks came in.you are in a infected area one of the small ones said. the man next to me said his name is comander xavier. they praised the lord for letting one of the agents live. he said hed been pinned down by a horde of zombies, his wyhole unit was infected except him. the men told him how the contamination has spread to diffrent cities.how their was a whole army of them when they came but now their was only 5 of them.just then a chair came came crushing through the window. zombies flocked to the windows.the stars huddled up to it. to cover it but unfortunately they were ripped apart.



posted on Dec, 18 2006 @ 06:47 PM
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Originally posted by theconspiracyisherenow
thank the gods that is was a stars agent.


I'm afraid I have to call you out on this one...not to be a jerk, but because I believe you have an imagination that will allow you to do more than simply rehash Resident Evil plots.

Use that imagination.

Write your own video game.
Your own characters.
Your own monsters.
Your own terrors.

Resident Evil was then.
Be now.
Better yet, be next.

Good luck.



posted on Dec, 19 2006 @ 10:43 AM
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this has nothing to do with resdient evil.



posted on Dec, 19 2006 @ 10:44 AM
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im trying to get other people to try to post.



posted on Dec, 19 2006 @ 12:12 PM
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By WildBob

He sat in his 49 Mercury, a non filtered camel between his lips, with his rage barely under control. It was Halloween night and the deal was supposed to go down in the parking lot of the Hideaway, a sleazy bar on the outskirts of this impoverished mid-western town. The other members of the Wolves had been in position way before he’d actually showed up. They had saved his butt when the gunfire started. He played the events back in his mind and just couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong. He wasn’t even sure where he was. He’d pealed out of the Hideaway under a hail of gunfire and his adrenalin had kept him driving for some time. He had just parked because he needed to think what to do next.

He got out of his pride and joy, his 49 Mercury chopped, sectioned and painted such a dark purple that it almost looked black. He rubbed his fingers over the two bullet holes near the rear quarter panel. They had put two holes in his $3000 paint job and somebody was going to pay for this. His rage built up again and came out as a low scream. He needed to think. He couldn’t give in to his rage.

He got back in his car again and turned the ignition key just far enough for the radio to come alive. The oldies station started to play “Little Red Riding Hood” and he started to sign along. He always liked this song since his gang was known as the wolves and he considered himself the biggest baddest wolf of all.

“Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,
You sure are looking good.
You're everything a big bad wolf could want”

He howled along with the song.

As he finished his howl and brought his head back down he noticed a young woman in a red cape walked across the street up near the intersection. She was carrying a basket and proceeded directly across the street and walked into the woods. Surely, this was a sign. Here was the release for the rage that he was feeling. It was fate.

He got out of his car and closed the door quietly. He moved into the shadows by the edge of the street and quickly made his way to where he has last seen the young woman. She sure was looking good he thought to himself and actually drooled a little.

Into the woods he went. He could barely make out a figure in the distance. She was quite a ways off but if she stayed on this path she shouldn’t be hard to catch. The slender moon gave off just enough light for him to catch a glimpse of his prey every once in a while. He had to start to jog because she moved so fast. It almost looked like she was skipping when he could see her.

He wasn’t sure how far he’d come when he finally noticed her entering a rather shabby looking cabin. Why was their a cabin here in the middle of the forest? Perhaps she was meeting someone special her for a little Halloween romance? He didn’t care. He knew what he wanted. If there was someone else in the way, that was their problem. After all, this was fate.

He carefully approached the cabin. The front door was open slightly. He walked as quietly as he could. He could hear a young woman’s voice. “Why yes grandma, I have brought you something to eat. He drew his knife and quietly opened the blade. “Looks like grandma’s going to have a tough Halloween”, he grimly thought to himself.

He burst through the door of the cabin ready to quickly subdue his prey but stopped in his tracks when he saw the women in front of him. Both appeared to be about the same age. Both were beautiful and both had rather large fangs. “Vampires”, was his last conscience thought. Urine trickled down his leg as grandma came over to feed first.



posted on Dec, 19 2006 @ 02:35 PM
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thank you for the first post that was a good story. now some other people post stories and other creepy things.


[edit on 19-12-2006 by theconspiracyisherenow]



posted on Feb, 10 2007 @ 08:24 AM
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Jake was running for some time now. 3 miles of non-stop running and he couldn't remember what he was running from. He got a quick flash back of a man in a suit with a fedora and....the eyes. His eyes were just freaky. Bloodshot, dark green and just plain freaky. Jake started to lose his breath and sat on the old ice house used by the family of Duff House. The woods always looked creepy at night but it was the look on in that mans eyes that made even more unsettling.

Jake reached into the pocket of his leather jacket and pulled out a pack of smokes. He wondered if the other hawks were going to turn up at all. He put the filter to his lips, took out his lighter and struck it up. But the flame just went out. "wind-proof my ass," he thought as he struck up again but it just extinguished a second time. suddenly the cigarette in his mouth seemed to slowly be pulled away from his mouth. "thats bads for yours," a strange voice wheezed behind him. Jake shot round just to see the man at the bottom of the hill. The eyes were the only thing that stood out in the autumn darkness.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU" exclaimed jake throwing the lighter at the stranger. "i's is justs a friend who wants to helps.£" "YOU STAYED THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAK." At this point, the man slowly and creepily smiled and let out a very spine tingling giggle. He slowly took off his fedora, much to jakes horror. The mans face was just a scary as his eyes, His bald head was completely burned and scarred. He had the distinct lack of a nose and his whole head shook uncontrolably. "maybes you loks freakys to meeees," Jake turned to run but his feet just stuck to the ground. As the man approached him with a strange spiked object, he could only imagine the eyes watching him.....those eyes.



posted on Oct, 2 2007 @ 10:08 PM
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Renenwing this thread its almost Halloween Post! post! post!



posted on Oct, 7 2007 @ 05:52 PM
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There's a Halloween short story contest running at the moment with points prizes. Submit one of your story's to that theconspiracyisherenow.

cheers mojo



posted on Nov, 25 2007 @ 12:17 AM
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Look i have changed alot since i wrote the first post and here is a improved story and i want you guys to tell me if i should write more.
The breed.
As im writing this letter,the hordes of the the undead are aproacching
Are force feilds are growing week.
Its the year 2053.28 years after 80% of the earths population left the earth to go to mars because of the infection.I am part of the interglatic rehilbation squad.The dead have evolved into super zombies.they became more intelliglgible.They learned to colonize,and and attack as a army.They also learned not only eat flesh but eat lava.They have dug gouges in the earth to open up lava vents.Their skin have hardened from the heat and lava.They can communicate.They pose a threat to people on and off the earth.their are only 1 small colonie of regular people left on earth.They have a automated turret defense sytem thats shoots anything in site.They are awaiting rescue by us.Unfortunately their by a barricade of dead bodies.On to top of that behind that barricade on the other side Their is hundreds of thousands of zombies.Waiting,elvolving,
BREEDING
To be continuied [if you give me enough feedback]



posted on Nov, 25 2007 @ 09:38 AM
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So i guess this sucks becuase noone replied?



posted on Nov, 25 2007 @ 12:22 PM
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posted on Sep, 12 2008 @ 09:59 PM
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Damn...............................



posted on Sep, 12 2008 @ 11:24 PM
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Wow! What a nice surprise! I believe I was the one who requested a horror board/forum. There may have been others who requested such a thing as well and if so, I do apologize for having the audacity for taking all the credit. Anyway, thanks for starting this forum because I'm a horror whore myself. Men can be whores too by the way! LOL!
I'm reading everyone's posts and I'm trying to make heads AND tails out of them.
Even though I absolutely adore horror.............!!! There are some issues I have with the genre.
I remember when I was younger it was almost always the blonde female who got it first, next and last. Now, it seems that the only one left standing at the end of most of these movies are the blonde women and the brunette gets it first, next and last! LOL! By the way, I'm not a blonde. Now, I think we're about ready for a balance. Either the blonde AND the brunette BOTH get it first, next and last or BOTH the blonde AND the brunette are left standing in the end. That would be nice to see.
Another big issue with me.................For sooooooooooo many years the female (whether blonde or brunette) never seemed to be wearing a bra and they would have her running with clear definitions of her nipples through her T-shirt. As a woman and an extremely strong proponent of Womens' Rights I got so SICK of seeing that.
I was starting to get the impression that I was watching porn movies passing themselves off as horror movies where men and boys could respectfully jack themselves off while watching them!! NOW I'm beginning to see that women are beginning to wear bras AND to prevent the nipples from being so conspicuous they wear padded bras. The padding is so thick that they look like they're wearing miniature breastplates over each breast. It does look kind of funny, but, at the same time I'm so happy that women are not as objectified as they used to be in these movies. Although, I am still getting sick of the infamous, 'Shower Scene'. It seems, that still, a horror movie isn't a horror movie without the gratuitis shower scene to please the pickles of men and boys.
Thanks for reading my editorial.........and remember..........Happy Haunting Everyone!
Purrs,
Catwoman=^..^= & Mija (my furangel)



posted on Sep, 26 2008 @ 11:55 PM
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Sounds intresting.But please do get more poster or Stories



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