Post by Wyoko on Sept 3, 2013 19:46:46 GMT -5
Heya! Wyoko here with a little story I came up with and wanted to see if anyone would be interested in reading it. Note that the prologue is short (chapters will be longer) because this is just to see if people will like it, and I hope you guys will. 
CHAPTER 1 is live!
CHAPTER 2 is live!
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Who Could Win A Rabbit? By Wyoko
Prologue:
Morning? Yes, it was morning, lovely. Summer has been just a blue blur of monotone hues of the occasional heat wave or the even more occasional heat wave. It's only been five weeks, four days, eleven hours and thirty.... Five minutes; I'm not counting, obviously. My vast and colorful schedule included waking up, eating, surfing the web, eating, sleeping, repeating.
Though, in the earlier weeks of summer, I found this ARG, or alternate reality game website, featuring interactive stuffs and such, and one was titled "The Thirteen Trials of the Wolf."
I signed up for it because I do love ARG mystery games and such, but not much else about it was described.
Today when logging onto my email, I got a notification, alerting me I had a message. I opened it to find that I had been chosen to take place in the ARG with a few others. It read:
Receiver: [REDACTED]
cc: [ALL REDACTED]
Subject: WELCOME WELCOME MY NEW RABBIT!
You, my friend, along with few other lucky players are invited to participate in The 13 Trials of The Wolf!
Please come to [REDACTED] and begin the game! We'll be waiting!
I shut the laptop and ran to get ready, that feeling in my stomach when I'm excited making its presence known.
Little did I know, it wasn't the excitement that my gut was reacting to....
CHAPTER 1: Friends with benefits
Dressing as lightly as I could, mostly because another heat wave was rolling through, I stumbled out of the house, blinded by the mid sun. I paused to look around for a moment, letting my eyes adjust to the vaguely familiar environment of the outside world I call my neighborhood. The bright and cheerful suburbs I resided on with my family in was getting more popular with building contractors looking to squeeze a house in the already densely populated area.
I must have zone out for a moment remembering that because I neglected the distant high pitched warning shouts from across the streets and my face was promptly acquainted with a frisbee. After flailing for a moment, only to land on my rump, I glared at the neighbor's kids staring at me like they shot me with a gun. I shook it off and thanked them by throwing their frisbee in front of a moving vehicle, and was rewarded with the sound of plastic shattering. I grinned and hopped up into my bike, satisfied.
Glancing down the street before leaving the driveway on my bike, I spotted a few police cars parked out in front of a house a few doors down. I recognized the house, but never gave a thought about it as a gave a polite wave to a tall skinny kid that was probably my age but I haven't really seen before. Probably a babysitter that did a bad job at babysitting. I shrugged and rode off to the meeting place.
Taking a seat at a seat inside a local café, I scouted for the others who were supposed to meet up with me. I set the papercraft rabbit I printed out for the game out on the table and waited. About a half hour later, I fell asleep and was rudely awakened by something pushing up against my back followed by an enticing female voice breaking through my dreams from my right earhole.
"Look's like I found my rabbit." She muttered into my ear. I could hear her smiling. Being the smooth and ladykiller I am..... Squeaked in terror and fell out of the seat. I looked up to see a pale blond hair girl in school uniform. A single braid snuck out from her long flowing hair and hung over her right shoulder. Her orange eyes seemed to stare into my soul. I was prepared for the worse when she stood there, her eyes wide and her mouth forming a little "O," but instead she started giggling uncontrollably.
"You even squeak like one too!" She said through choked laughter.
I glared angrily up at her before standing and muttering, "Meh.."
Another deeper, huskier voice made me jump.
"You need better comebacks..."
I slowly turned to face a guy not much older than me sporting a black leather jacket and jeans with a chain hanging from the left pocket that looped to a belt loop. His hair was short, buzz cut on each side, only allowing the median of his hair to form a line of blue hair shaped to form a small Mohawk. Meanwhile in the background, the orange eyed girl was on the floor clutching her stomach as she continued to giggle like a crazy person.
Meanwhile, another voice appeared out of nowhere for me to turn and see a kid a year younger than me with white shaggy hair and glasses. He was only slightly shorter than me.
"I'm rethinking coming to this meeting," he said with a small sigh as he glanced around at our forming group.
"I don't think it's so bad!" A higher pitched female voice says as I turn back around to see a girl my age with pink bob haircut with one long ponytail coming out from the side. She had icy blue eyes that seemed to make me feel freezing whenever I looks her in the eye.
"I think that's everyone!" The orange eyed girl said as she suddenly stopped her giggle fit and popped up.
"Good, cuz' I could only handle a certain number of idiots." Blue Mohawk said.
"Oh shush yoooou!" Orange eyes gripped onto him and poked his belly. "I know you have gooey good stuffs inside of you."
We all pokerfaced at her.
"I MEANT KINDNESS. GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTERS!!!" She exclaimed whilst flailing.
We all stood there for a moment before we started laughing. Even blue Mohawk was chuckling.
So going through introductions I learned that orange eye's name was Suzuha, blue mohawk's name was Tokohama, the gray haired glasses kid was Sinji, and the pink hair girl's name was Miyuri. We sat in a booth and started hanging out and getting to know each other. Laughing at one another's jokes and having a really great time. ... Before the lights flicked off and a TV came on.
"Welcome, welcome, to the 74th Trials of the wolf!" A distortedly creepy voice accompanied by a talking CGI wolf.
"Please DOOOOOOOO report to these coordinates immediately for the first trial to commence."
The screen flicked off and we all turned to one another.
"That... Was SUPER creepy," Suzuha said, putting her hands in her lap.
"It wasn't scary at all!" Tokohama scoffed as he rested his feet on the table.
"No one in the café seemed to notice.." Sinji added.
Miyuri seemed to scoot closer to me.
We then all looked at the coordinates on the screen.
"How the heck are we supposed to find that?!" I asked, looking at the meaningless numbers on the screen.
"We could use my GPS," Sinji suddenly said as he pulled out a small device and entered the numbers.
"Geeks, ya gotta love em'!" Suzuha exclaimed as she giggled and hugged Sinji, his face going beet red.
"Anyone drive?.." I asked, looking at all of my new friends.
"I do.." Tokohama piped in, jangling his keys.
"Alright! Leeaaaad the way!" Suzuha exclaimed, pointing a triumphant finger in the air whilst keeping Sinji in her bosom grip of death with one arm causing Sinji to flail slightly.
[NEW] Chapter 2: The Forest has Eyes.
[LOG IN:{REDACTED}]
[PASS:••••••••••••••••••••••
[LOST FILES RETRIEVED]
[MENU]
[filename:TOTW]
[subjectname:Player-17-BLA]
[STATUSofSUBJECT: DECEASED]
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Ruby. Ruby lived near her grandmother's house but it was over a small river and through the woods that sad behind Ruby's own house. One day, she was tasked with bringing cookies, soaps and bread, and a neatly folded handkerchief, to her ill grandmothers house.
Setting out on her journey, ruby armed herself with her favorite white hood. Skipping through the woods, ruby was stopped by a wolf that appeared from behind a tree. After a moment of silence between the two, the rays of sunlight piercing through the cracks in the leafy tree branches, the creature looked from the white hooded girl to the basket in her still hands. She showed no reaction to the beast in front of her. The wolf's ears flicked back slightly as it spoke, asking the girl what was in her tan basket and if he could have a bite. Ruby just giggled in response and told them that the contents were for her grandmother. The wolf asked her if she was talking about the woman who lived up the hill, but Ruby had already moved along, skipping happily up the dirt and cobblestone path surrounded by the hazel and green shaded forest, the question belonging to the wolf hovering in the place the creature once was.
Further up the path, the journey to her grandmother's house seemingly endless, she was encountered by another wolf who pondered the same questions as the wolf before him, and yet again, Ruby left without a word about her grandmother. This happened several more times as the forest slowly became a kaleidoscope of colors bursting in energy and intensity before coming to a blinding beam that never fazed the girl, only to come to a stop in an opening in the forest where a lone small cottage sat atop a hill, the windows, like snowflakes were all unique in shattered patterns. She called out to her grandmother cheerfully as she let herself in and heard her grandmother call her in. She made her way to the back of the cottage to her grandmothers room. Ruby grinned as she casually walked in further and stepped over the fallen pictures and broken furniture, making her way further into the house and back to the bedroom. She opened the door and stepped into the dimmed room, the light from the mid-day sun shown through the broken windows shredded, tattered curtains. Ruby moved to the lump under the bedsheets and removed the sheets to reveal the torn pulpy corpse of the once old woman. She put the basket down and started talking to the remains happily, pulling out the items and talking about we day and that it would be a bit chillier tomorrow. Another lump moved under the blanket near her. She removed the sheet to reveal that near the remains sat a wolf who looked up at Ruby who immediately growled at her, baring its teeth.
Ruby was found by a park ranger the following afternoon who'd been dispatched to find a girl who'd disappeared a month ago. He stumbled upon her inside the cottage, he called paramedics and detectives, taking the girl, who was found curled up in the corner surrounded by the limp, blood soaked corpses of several wolves, a butcher's knife clenched tightly in her hand, her white hood wrapped around a possible wound on her arm, the silky fabric drenched in the fluids of her and the creatures around her, having drenched the hood red with blood.
A few months afterwards, and many failed therapy sessions later, Ruby was found dead in her room, hanging from her top bunk, her neck suspended by the same once white hood that she refused to let anyone clean, drenched with her memories.
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Memories is what remains of it. Of this horrid game we once found haven into to escape our realities; yet only to find ourself wanting to escape back to reality. A forest. Why the hell was I in a forest? Questions unanswered I looked at the black sky which housed no stars, a mangled girl next to me and a swelling bruise forming around my eye as a campfire illuminated the four figures above me, their eyes seem lit with rage, creepily as I would like that to be a metaphor, their eyes were glowing. Wait... Four.. Four? Who was this fifth one?..
I looked back to the mangled body; remembering earlier today in a haze of hot flashes so intense I swear there's a permanent 3rd degree burn scar embedded on my brain.
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12 hours earlier
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"OHHHHHHH MY gosh you have a really AWSOME car Tokohama!" Suzaha exclaimed as the rest of us silently stared at his pink mini van. "I absolutely LOOOOOOVE the color~!"
Yokohama grimaced slightly as he commanded everybody in.
A chatty car ride in the pinkie van to the destination through the mountainous terrain let us get to know each other a bit more than the little tidbits we learned at the café. Sinji was forced by Suzaha to show us the CGI movie about some weird version of Little Red Riding Hood he was making, apparently he had dropped out of high school to pursue his dream of being in the big leagues, and I can honestly say his stuff outdoes some of the biggest FX creators! While Suzaha was busy cuddling the red face, hard at work Sinji, Miyuri had turned to me and has been telling me about her happily getting out of summer classes for extra credit hours for college and whatnot. She has the kind of parents that could drive a person into a murdering sociopath. Between work, school, circuit building her robots for her plans for a kids show, she happily leaned on me and told me today was a rebirth of sorts, a place to clean out shop. By which she most likely meant her thoughts, I don't know, nor do I care, because I was cuddling an extremely gorgeous girl.
Meanwhile Suzuha went on a rant about her home life, raising wild wolves at her family's zoo, absolutely being obsessed with the creatures, even saying she went on a pack hunt with the ones she raised and gladly feasting on the prey. I don't care how good looking she was, she was a psychopath.
Tokohama stayed quiet, probably because he was driving and such, but like I said, I was too busy trying not to get too excited about the girl leaning against me, clinging to my shirt like a lost child. Sinji pipped up telling us we were close to our destination, a small cheer of excitement, minus Tokohama. Rude.
Though, the cheers turned to screams in an instant, like a gunshot. The van was overturned and rolling down the bare cliff side with no intent of an ending resulting in anything other than death.
Everything went black.
CHAPTER 1 is live!
CHAPTER 2 is live!
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Who Could Win A Rabbit? By Wyoko
Prologue:
Morning? Yes, it was morning, lovely. Summer has been just a blue blur of monotone hues of the occasional heat wave or the even more occasional heat wave. It's only been five weeks, four days, eleven hours and thirty.... Five minutes; I'm not counting, obviously. My vast and colorful schedule included waking up, eating, surfing the web, eating, sleeping, repeating.
Though, in the earlier weeks of summer, I found this ARG, or alternate reality game website, featuring interactive stuffs and such, and one was titled "The Thirteen Trials of the Wolf."
I signed up for it because I do love ARG mystery games and such, but not much else about it was described.
Today when logging onto my email, I got a notification, alerting me I had a message. I opened it to find that I had been chosen to take place in the ARG with a few others. It read:
Receiver: [REDACTED]
cc: [ALL REDACTED]
Subject: WELCOME WELCOME MY NEW RABBIT!
You, my friend, along with few other lucky players are invited to participate in The 13 Trials of The Wolf!
Please come to [REDACTED] and begin the game! We'll be waiting!
I shut the laptop and ran to get ready, that feeling in my stomach when I'm excited making its presence known.
Little did I know, it wasn't the excitement that my gut was reacting to....
CHAPTER 1: Friends with benefits
Dressing as lightly as I could, mostly because another heat wave was rolling through, I stumbled out of the house, blinded by the mid sun. I paused to look around for a moment, letting my eyes adjust to the vaguely familiar environment of the outside world I call my neighborhood. The bright and cheerful suburbs I resided on with my family in was getting more popular with building contractors looking to squeeze a house in the already densely populated area.
I must have zone out for a moment remembering that because I neglected the distant high pitched warning shouts from across the streets and my face was promptly acquainted with a frisbee. After flailing for a moment, only to land on my rump, I glared at the neighbor's kids staring at me like they shot me with a gun. I shook it off and thanked them by throwing their frisbee in front of a moving vehicle, and was rewarded with the sound of plastic shattering. I grinned and hopped up into my bike, satisfied.
Glancing down the street before leaving the driveway on my bike, I spotted a few police cars parked out in front of a house a few doors down. I recognized the house, but never gave a thought about it as a gave a polite wave to a tall skinny kid that was probably my age but I haven't really seen before. Probably a babysitter that did a bad job at babysitting. I shrugged and rode off to the meeting place.
Taking a seat at a seat inside a local café, I scouted for the others who were supposed to meet up with me. I set the papercraft rabbit I printed out for the game out on the table and waited. About a half hour later, I fell asleep and was rudely awakened by something pushing up against my back followed by an enticing female voice breaking through my dreams from my right earhole.
"Look's like I found my rabbit." She muttered into my ear. I could hear her smiling. Being the smooth and ladykiller I am..... Squeaked in terror and fell out of the seat. I looked up to see a pale blond hair girl in school uniform. A single braid snuck out from her long flowing hair and hung over her right shoulder. Her orange eyes seemed to stare into my soul. I was prepared for the worse when she stood there, her eyes wide and her mouth forming a little "O," but instead she started giggling uncontrollably.
"You even squeak like one too!" She said through choked laughter.
I glared angrily up at her before standing and muttering, "Meh.."
Another deeper, huskier voice made me jump.
"You need better comebacks..."
I slowly turned to face a guy not much older than me sporting a black leather jacket and jeans with a chain hanging from the left pocket that looped to a belt loop. His hair was short, buzz cut on each side, only allowing the median of his hair to form a line of blue hair shaped to form a small Mohawk. Meanwhile in the background, the orange eyed girl was on the floor clutching her stomach as she continued to giggle like a crazy person.
Meanwhile, another voice appeared out of nowhere for me to turn and see a kid a year younger than me with white shaggy hair and glasses. He was only slightly shorter than me.
"I'm rethinking coming to this meeting," he said with a small sigh as he glanced around at our forming group.
"I don't think it's so bad!" A higher pitched female voice says as I turn back around to see a girl my age with pink bob haircut with one long ponytail coming out from the side. She had icy blue eyes that seemed to make me feel freezing whenever I looks her in the eye.
"I think that's everyone!" The orange eyed girl said as she suddenly stopped her giggle fit and popped up.
"Good, cuz' I could only handle a certain number of idiots." Blue Mohawk said.
"Oh shush yoooou!" Orange eyes gripped onto him and poked his belly. "I know you have gooey good stuffs inside of you."
We all pokerfaced at her.
"I MEANT KINDNESS. GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTERS!!!" She exclaimed whilst flailing.
We all stood there for a moment before we started laughing. Even blue Mohawk was chuckling.
So going through introductions I learned that orange eye's name was Suzuha, blue mohawk's name was Tokohama, the gray haired glasses kid was Sinji, and the pink hair girl's name was Miyuri. We sat in a booth and started hanging out and getting to know each other. Laughing at one another's jokes and having a really great time. ... Before the lights flicked off and a TV came on.
"Welcome, welcome, to the 74th Trials of the wolf!" A distortedly creepy voice accompanied by a talking CGI wolf.
"Please DOOOOOOOO report to these coordinates immediately for the first trial to commence."
The screen flicked off and we all turned to one another.
"That... Was SUPER creepy," Suzuha said, putting her hands in her lap.
"It wasn't scary at all!" Tokohama scoffed as he rested his feet on the table.
"No one in the café seemed to notice.." Sinji added.
Miyuri seemed to scoot closer to me.
We then all looked at the coordinates on the screen.
"How the heck are we supposed to find that?!" I asked, looking at the meaningless numbers on the screen.
"We could use my GPS," Sinji suddenly said as he pulled out a small device and entered the numbers.
"Geeks, ya gotta love em'!" Suzuha exclaimed as she giggled and hugged Sinji, his face going beet red.
"Anyone drive?.." I asked, looking at all of my new friends.
"I do.." Tokohama piped in, jangling his keys.
"Alright! Leeaaaad the way!" Suzuha exclaimed, pointing a triumphant finger in the air whilst keeping Sinji in her bosom grip of death with one arm causing Sinji to flail slightly.
[NEW] Chapter 2: The Forest has Eyes.
[LOG IN:{REDACTED}]
[PASS:••••••••••••••••••••••
[LOST FILES RETRIEVED]
[MENU]
[filename:TOTW]
[subjectname:Player-17-BLA]
[STATUSofSUBJECT: DECEASED]
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Ruby. Ruby lived near her grandmother's house but it was over a small river and through the woods that sad behind Ruby's own house. One day, she was tasked with bringing cookies, soaps and bread, and a neatly folded handkerchief, to her ill grandmothers house.
Setting out on her journey, ruby armed herself with her favorite white hood. Skipping through the woods, ruby was stopped by a wolf that appeared from behind a tree. After a moment of silence between the two, the rays of sunlight piercing through the cracks in the leafy tree branches, the creature looked from the white hooded girl to the basket in her still hands. She showed no reaction to the beast in front of her. The wolf's ears flicked back slightly as it spoke, asking the girl what was in her tan basket and if he could have a bite. Ruby just giggled in response and told them that the contents were for her grandmother. The wolf asked her if she was talking about the woman who lived up the hill, but Ruby had already moved along, skipping happily up the dirt and cobblestone path surrounded by the hazel and green shaded forest, the question belonging to the wolf hovering in the place the creature once was.
Further up the path, the journey to her grandmother's house seemingly endless, she was encountered by another wolf who pondered the same questions as the wolf before him, and yet again, Ruby left without a word about her grandmother. This happened several more times as the forest slowly became a kaleidoscope of colors bursting in energy and intensity before coming to a blinding beam that never fazed the girl, only to come to a stop in an opening in the forest where a lone small cottage sat atop a hill, the windows, like snowflakes were all unique in shattered patterns. She called out to her grandmother cheerfully as she let herself in and heard her grandmother call her in. She made her way to the back of the cottage to her grandmothers room. Ruby grinned as she casually walked in further and stepped over the fallen pictures and broken furniture, making her way further into the house and back to the bedroom. She opened the door and stepped into the dimmed room, the light from the mid-day sun shown through the broken windows shredded, tattered curtains. Ruby moved to the lump under the bedsheets and removed the sheets to reveal the torn pulpy corpse of the once old woman. She put the basket down and started talking to the remains happily, pulling out the items and talking about we day and that it would be a bit chillier tomorrow. Another lump moved under the blanket near her. She removed the sheet to reveal that near the remains sat a wolf who looked up at Ruby who immediately growled at her, baring its teeth.
Ruby was found by a park ranger the following afternoon who'd been dispatched to find a girl who'd disappeared a month ago. He stumbled upon her inside the cottage, he called paramedics and detectives, taking the girl, who was found curled up in the corner surrounded by the limp, blood soaked corpses of several wolves, a butcher's knife clenched tightly in her hand, her white hood wrapped around a possible wound on her arm, the silky fabric drenched in the fluids of her and the creatures around her, having drenched the hood red with blood.
A few months afterwards, and many failed therapy sessions later, Ruby was found dead in her room, hanging from her top bunk, her neck suspended by the same once white hood that she refused to let anyone clean, drenched with her memories.
__/\____/\____/\____/\_____________
Memories is what remains of it. Of this horrid game we once found haven into to escape our realities; yet only to find ourself wanting to escape back to reality. A forest. Why the hell was I in a forest? Questions unanswered I looked at the black sky which housed no stars, a mangled girl next to me and a swelling bruise forming around my eye as a campfire illuminated the four figures above me, their eyes seem lit with rage, creepily as I would like that to be a metaphor, their eyes were glowing. Wait... Four.. Four? Who was this fifth one?..
I looked back to the mangled body; remembering earlier today in a haze of hot flashes so intense I swear there's a permanent 3rd degree burn scar embedded on my brain.
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12 hours earlier
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"OHHHHHHH MY gosh you have a really AWSOME car Tokohama!" Suzaha exclaimed as the rest of us silently stared at his pink mini van. "I absolutely LOOOOOOVE the color~!"
Yokohama grimaced slightly as he commanded everybody in.
A chatty car ride in the pinkie van to the destination through the mountainous terrain let us get to know each other a bit more than the little tidbits we learned at the café. Sinji was forced by Suzaha to show us the CGI movie about some weird version of Little Red Riding Hood he was making, apparently he had dropped out of high school to pursue his dream of being in the big leagues, and I can honestly say his stuff outdoes some of the biggest FX creators! While Suzaha was busy cuddling the red face, hard at work Sinji, Miyuri had turned to me and has been telling me about her happily getting out of summer classes for extra credit hours for college and whatnot. She has the kind of parents that could drive a person into a murdering sociopath. Between work, school, circuit building her robots for her plans for a kids show, she happily leaned on me and told me today was a rebirth of sorts, a place to clean out shop. By which she most likely meant her thoughts, I don't know, nor do I care, because I was cuddling an extremely gorgeous girl.
Meanwhile Suzuha went on a rant about her home life, raising wild wolves at her family's zoo, absolutely being obsessed with the creatures, even saying she went on a pack hunt with the ones she raised and gladly feasting on the prey. I don't care how good looking she was, she was a psychopath.
Tokohama stayed quiet, probably because he was driving and such, but like I said, I was too busy trying not to get too excited about the girl leaning against me, clinging to my shirt like a lost child. Sinji pipped up telling us we were close to our destination, a small cheer of excitement, minus Tokohama. Rude.
Though, the cheers turned to screams in an instant, like a gunshot. The van was overturned and rolling down the bare cliff side with no intent of an ending resulting in anything other than death.
Everything went black.
