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| I can only read so long...; before I want to write the universe | |
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| Topic Started: Dec 3 2007, 06:16 AM (483 Views) | |
| Aither | Dec 3 2007, 06:16 AM Post #1 |
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Somewhere, some forsaken magician sounded the last syllable in his summoning. A familiar tug threatened too bring me out of this realm. I tried resisting, just as I always did, hoping a mispronounced syllable would weaken the summoning enough for me to stay put. But no such luck for a “demon” like me. I held on for three seconds before the last pull drug the last of my essence away. I stretched to infinite lengths, just to be crushed and compacted down to minute sizes a second later. My essence leaked through a crack in the realms and I appeared in the middle of a pentacle. A little blond girl with pigtails appeared in the center of the pentacle. She had on a ruffled pink dress that went down slightly past her knees and was clearly too big and puffy for her. Her arms stuck straight out, her dress being too puffy and stiff to let her arms go an any direction but striaght out. She only had some small white ankle socks on her feet. Her eyes were wide with fright, and tears rolled down her bright pink and slightly fat cheeks. The magician in the pentacle opposite looked almost confused. He had been expecting some horrid creature with fangs and horns the size of his arm (which wasn’t very big), not this pink marshmallow that was crying her eyes out. “Mommy!” The little girl cried her little heart out, her arms waving franticly in small circles. Her eyes shut tight as water streamed out. It slightly opened one eye just enough to see how the magician was taking the bait. The magician was probably about 20, and very lanky. I doubted he had ever lifted anything heavier than a teacup in his whole life. He reached out to the little girl in the circle who tried reaching back and took a step forward, but her dress wouldn’t let her and she fell flat on her face, a crack echoed through the chamber indicating a broken ankle. The girl cried harder. “Mommy!” The magician took a step forward, stopping just short of the pentacle line. “STOP!” Somebody yelled from the other side of the room. The little girl turned her head around, but continued her crying. Her eyes glowed red at the second magician in the room. That one was trained, that one knew what she was dealing with. But this spindly little thing on the other side of the room didn’t. The little girl turned her little blue eyes toward the first magician. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying, she mouthed the words ‘Help me…’ but the magician didn’t move this time. He understood now. The girl’s eyes glowed red, and she transformed slowly and grotesquely. Each bone in her body grew bigger; her skin hardened and started to turn a dark green. A fire surrounded the transforming girl and enveloped her until she couldn’t be seen. “Stop your shenanigans this instant, demon!“ the second magician yelled. Shenanigans? We must be in America. “You can’t control me, Woman!” A dark voice echoed around the chamber. (I’ve got to say, it was one of my more terrifying voices. Just the right amount of everything to scare the knickers off of a new magician. It sent shivers up my spine. I didn’t blame the human for being afraid, it was perhaps one of the top 5 scariest voices of all time, and I was enjoying ever moment of it.) “I obey no one!” I yelled again. (Not to try and strike more fear in to the heartless woman and her, presumably, spindly legged apprentice. But just because I was really enjoying this voice, it was SO perfect! ) A head began to appear among the flames. A dragon with shiny green scales so dark they were almost black, and probably would have been mistaken for black if the fire weren’t there. A black substance dripped out of its mouth to the floor. The fire suddenly stopped, and the black liquid hit the floor with a sizzling sound. The boy looked at the liquid with fright. The room was very dark now, and just as I expected, the scales looked very much black now “Acid…” I whispered in the same voice from earlier, the room started getting colder. “Perhaps you would like a taste…?” I stared at him with nearly all black eyes that had the thinnest layer of red surrounding the pupils. He gulped. The dragon stuck his long reptilian forked tongue out, and licked around the air, acid dripped off the tip of the toungue at a steady pace. Each drop made a hissing noise as it burnt the floor. “Get your demon under control!” The woman yelled at him. I hissed at her, and then reached my head out as far as the pentacles would let me and tried to bite at the boy. Acid from my mouth flew everywhere and burned though everything it hit. The boy jumped and let out a particularly high-pitched scream. (So high in fact, that I was probably the only one that heard it, as human ears cant hear sounds past a certain pitch.) The dragon bore its teeth in a malicious grin. I was going to enjoy this stay more than some others. “Ph-ph-pha-Os!” He squeaked halfway though my name. The fear was overriding him. I almost smiled. “That is not my name!” I yelled, putting on a malicious frown (My names 'Phaos' (fay-es), not 'Ph-ph-pha-Os' (f-f-fay-Os). You get the idea). “Don’t lie to me demon!” The boy yelled. I could see some confidence rising behind his hazel eyes. “Even if that was not your name, which it is, you are my servant, and I will call you what ever I wish!” he did some unnecessary and very unmanly hand gestures as he said this. I almost laughed, but held my tongue, it wasn’t often I got a magician this scared, and I didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere by laughing. Wait…What? I laughed loudly in a horrifying “You are nothing to me” sort of way, it worked. His face become even paler than it was before. I saw the woman grin out of the corner of my eye. I grimaced, she was the problem. If I could get her out of the equation, it would make my job so much easier. But by simply being there, she gave the boy all that was necessary to hold himself together. “Tell him his comm…” She started to call to the boy. “I OBEY NO ONE!” I screamed, and the chandelier on the ceiling shattered. (Pretty impressive, right?) “You obey me…” The apprentice said, trying to sound confident, but it ended up sounding more like a question. “Tell him his order.” The woman said. The boy nodded. “I command you to…” I laughed ferociously. The dragon, spat acid everywhere over the room. The creature seemed to slowly get bigger as each second passed. “I told you, I obey no one!” "You obey me! And I command you to find the City Of The Dead!" Meh. Not really sure what the point of this was. I just wanted to make a demon, and see him/her in action, defying a master. When ever I read a book, I always get ideas for fanfictions, and I always want to write them out. Sometimes its a whole plot, sometimes the idea is just a little girl in a pink dress that looks like a marshmallow. Feedback if youre willing to give any. It took me like 15 minutes to write this up, and I pretty much made it up as I went, so I apologize if theres lots of errors, please point them out as you see them. If I get enough positive feedback, ill see if I can turn it into a full (short) story. Of course, id have to come up with a plot first.  :sentynel: 
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| Aither | Dec 4 2007, 11:55 PM Post #2 |
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Mouler
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Not even a demeaning insult? Wow. I must be worse than I thought. Usually I get atleast a few reviews. Some bad some good. |
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Let's get emotion girls to all wear mood rings -Mood Ring-Relient K- I dont know what to tell you Bobbo, either this kid has a light bulb up his butt, or his colon has a great idea.-Dr. Cox (Scrubs) | |
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| Nero | Dec 5 2007, 02:48 AM Post #3 |
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Meh, its okay. Try making a greeting for the Jonathan Stroud Card we're making. |
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| Aither | Dec 5 2007, 03:31 AM Post #4 |
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Mouler
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I never said I was a great author, and I never expect anything more than "its okay." So thanks for atleast posting.
 As for the card. If its an actual letter...no. I hate writing letters with a passion. But if its some sort of fictional story or something like that, id be happy to help. Key word being help. haha |
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| Nero | Dec 5 2007, 01:55 PM Post #5 |
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Nope. Just a card. Put a poem, some fanfiction, anything to fit the card. Go to the thread to find out about more. It's in the Bartiforum discussion. Or you could just say a comment to Mr. Stroud. |
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| Nethernity | Dec 23 2007, 12:03 PM Post #6 |
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Well, that pretty good for chapter one. I hope you'll update sooner!. 
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