The Legend of the Great Battle waged by the Terrifying King Jack Skellington of Halloween Town against the Evil Oogie Boogie has been told and retold countless times, by those that were there, and those that were not
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Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itgive_us_candyFebruary 18 2007, 06:33:22 UTC
"So strange- such a pretty young thing, and nobody loves her. Nobody wants her, they just use her. Everybody uses her, and she LIKES IT. She wants to be used, because she knows that's ALL she's good for!"
The shadows crawl around her ankles, thick like clam chowder.
"Filthy little thing. Useless. God, what a mistake! You know you were a mistake- your father HATES your mother- even your dead auntie hates your mother- AND you remind everyone of her! Think of what that means, little freak girl- you're a constant reminder to everyone around you that your father made a mistake! AND you nearly cost them everything! Their jobs, Kim- oh, you wouldn't remember that,... you were just a baby. A baby that should never have been born..."
A lone shadow pulls itself up from the darkness, forming a wall around Angela.
"Tell us, Angela! Tell us, so we can play. Tell us what you fear, SCREAM LOUD SO WE CAN HEAR!"
Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itangela_edmundsFebruary 19 2007, 15:54:18 UTC
This completely catches her off guard, and it isn't like those thoughts are ever very far from her mind. And when it begins to darken around her, her thoughts tend to match her surroundings.
She must have been stupid to think she could help at all. She was horrible, and useless, and a mistake. Why did she like being used? Why did she like when people cozied up to her for no reason? Must be because...because she was easy. Easy to fool, easy to get to do whatever they wanted.
It's hard to breathe with her heart so heavy, and she sighs, tears slipping down her cheeks.
But, deep down, there's that little part of her that is calling out in a small, but strong voice, you're not useless, people love you, you're not a mistake...
It's hard to pay attention to that voice when you're crying.
Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itgive_us_candyFebruary 21 2007, 05:33:16 UTC
"We can hee- ear you!" Sing a-song-song! Sing a-long-long! The shadows swirl, pulling through her hair, through her arms, through and through into her heart-
Her parents are there. Chase, Kim-
"Angie?" A little boy. A tiny creature, scared, terrified, he doesn't belong here.
Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itgive_us_candyFebruary 25 2007, 04:12:22 UTC
The boy's laughter mixes with tears. "Johnny's not here, can I take a message?"
"Johnny's all alone- you hated him, wanted to be the only one, wanted your daddy and-" The boy pauses, as if in thought.
A wide, smug smile stretches over his face, showing a gaping hole where his mouth should be.
"She isn't your mommy. She's Johnny's mommy. And that's why they had him, isn't it? Because she wanted to have her own baby- not some loser ex-girlfriend's baby. That's why he kept you from her- he knew she'd resent that he had fucked another woman AND had a BABY with her! She should only BE so special."
Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itgive_us_candyFebruary 25 2007, 04:51:35 UTC
They can be, if Angela's not careful.
"Whatever you want me to be, Angela." Melou appears, a sword through his gut. Melou morphs into a slit-throat Chase, into a Kim with massive head trauma, into...
"Is this Kim Edmunds? We have your daughter- she's down at the station, you can pick her up there.
No ma'am, she's not hurt- she's been out with some friends, and they were all caught smoking marijuana."
The shadow doesn't even try this time, it merely floats a quick image of a police station and a single cop before fading back into a gray soup.
Re: Create Your Own Nightmare & Battle Itgive_us_candyFebruary 25 2007, 05:16:52 UTC
The shadows start to fade into the cobblestones below Angela's feet. In a distance, a dog barks. A red glow pierces through the night to Angela's left.
A cackling bellow accompanies the barking. "Ho-ho! Anyone out there! Can you hear me!"
She felt very strange.
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The shadows crawl around her ankles, thick like clam chowder.
"Filthy little thing. Useless. God, what a mistake! You know you were a mistake- your father HATES your mother- even your dead auntie hates your mother- AND you remind everyone of her! Think of what that means, little freak girl- you're a constant reminder to everyone around you that your father made a mistake! AND you nearly cost them everything! Their jobs, Kim- oh, you wouldn't remember that,... you were just a baby. A baby that should never have been born..."
A lone shadow pulls itself up from the darkness, forming a wall around Angela.
"Tell us, Angela! Tell us, so we can play. Tell us what you fear, SCREAM LOUD SO WE CAN HEAR!"
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She must have been stupid to think she could help at all. She was horrible, and useless, and a mistake. Why did she like being used? Why did she like when people cozied up to her for no reason? Must be because...because she was easy. Easy to fool, easy to get to do whatever they wanted.
It's hard to breathe with her heart so heavy, and she sighs, tears slipping down her cheeks.
But, deep down, there's that little part of her that is calling out in a small, but strong voice, you're not useless, people love you, you're not a mistake...
It's hard to pay attention to that voice when you're crying.
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Her parents are there. Chase, Kim-
"Angie?" A little boy. A tiny creature, scared, terrified, he doesn't belong here.
"Angie, where are we?"
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No, no, they can't be here, they can't, this is bad
She takes Johnny's hand and looks around frantically. "We've got to get you out of here."
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"You were bad, Angie, and now I'm cold." The grown-ups disappear, replaced by taunting dark soup.
The boy laughs.
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She looks up as her mother and father disappear. "Johnny, why are you laughing? We've got to get you out of here."
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"Johnny's all alone- you hated him, wanted to be the only one, wanted your daddy and-" The boy pauses, as if in thought.
A wide, smug smile stretches over his face, showing a gaping hole where his mouth should be.
"She isn't your mommy. She's Johnny's mommy. And that's why they had him, isn't it? Because she wanted to have her own baby- not some loser ex-girlfriend's baby. That's why he kept you from her- he knew she'd resent that he had fucked another woman AND had a BABY with her! She should only BE so special."
Another voice, a woman's. Familiar-
"I won't raise a daughter for you, Chase."
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"That's not true! What are you?"
She backs away but those shadows are really very solid, aren't they?
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"Whatever you want me to be, Angela." Melou appears, a sword through his gut. Melou morphs into a slit-throat Chase, into a Kim with massive head trauma, into...
"Is this Kim Edmunds? We have your daughter- she's down at the station, you can pick her up there.
No ma'am, she's not hurt- she's been out with some friends, and they were all caught smoking marijuana."
The shadow doesn't even try this time, it merely floats a quick image of a police station and a single cop before fading back into a gray soup.
It's getting tired.
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Till the last.
She clenches her fists at her side and she's angry, now. "I was not! I don't do that anymore!" she cries at whatever the shadow is around her.
"You're a liar!"
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So Tired.
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She begins looking for a clearer path. She's had it with this whole thing and just wants to go home.
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fightfightfight
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Angela can do that.
She tears at the shadows with her hands, still crying, her face twisted in anger.
"Let--me--out!"
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A cackling bellow accompanies the barking. "Ho-ho! Anyone out there! Can you hear me!"
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