Post by bomb on Jul 23, 2009 0:39:50 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]short story time!!!!
just had to kill some time.... so enjoy reading this and hope you like it i guess[/glow]
THIS STORY IS FICTION
The Turning Ritual
Composed by Adam Bomb Thomas.
[shadow=red,left,300]CHAPTER 1[/shadow]
[glow=red,2,300] Say you are young and curious about what the other side has to offer, should you inspect it first or dive right in?
you inspect and find that there are such beings as vampires, existing, living in the world, breathing the same air as you. you research them and somehow come across a magick that can turn you into one and you decide to try it however you lack the neccesary supplies to complete it. you decide to visit the local shop(i know very shady sounding, bear with me)you find the supplies needed and pay for them, or prehaps you "forgot" to pay for them and leave with them anyways.
On your way home you think about what youre going to do long and hard and stare at the items you just bought, you decide that you are going to proceed in the ritual.
the ritual calls for the blood each of a mundane and that of the nature of vampire you wish to become.
BlahBlahBlah (5000 characters remaining:)ahh here we are, The ritual is complete! But you feel no different and are mad at the money and time you jsut wasted collecting the necesary items for it., and decide to turn in the the night(or day)
The next morning (or night) you wake up disoriented and extremely thirsty, you go make yourself something to drink and guzzle it down still not satisfied, you suddenly become weak at your limbs and unable to comprehend your surroundings, you black out.
next thing you know you wake in your bed, vision clear and hearing keen you hear the sound of the neighbors dogs barking.
You yell out the window but soon realize you have no neighbors. you try to remember anything, anything at all, but cannot seem to recall anything but your name and a peculiar taste in your mouth that wont go away...[/glow]
[shadow=blue,left,300] CHAPTER 2[/shadow]
[glow=blue,2,300]That night you cannot sleep but can only concentrate on the taste in your mouth that wont go away, and the extreme hunger that precedes everytime you focus your mind off of it.
all of the sudden your vision becomes blurry and everythings takes on a slightly red tint. you stare outside at the moon, it is full. you stand there staring for the longest time when your instincts tell you to jump out of the window, your mind says you wont survive it seeing as you are on the second floor, but your body cannot hold back. you jump and hit the ground, but you feel no pain as you should. you look down at your legs and they are normal, untouched and unharmed. "what is happening to me?" you think to yourself, except your thoughts are heard out loud. you stare off into the dark foreboding woods, as they call you to explore them, surprisingly you can see into the darkness, and as you walk into the dark void, gazing in the take off as fast as the wind rushing through the trees; no wait you ARE the wind!
[/glow]
[shadow=green,left,300]CHAPTER 3[/shadow]
[glow=green,2,300] As you are rushing through the woods as fast as your legs can take you faster than any human could ever run you realize what you have become and what you must do to stay alive.
You find a cabin in a secluded, quiet part of the woods, your instincts tell you to break in but your well being says not to.
Once again you instincts take over and open the door quietly slipping in as silent as the woods around you. You find the elderly couple sleeping on their bed, first you kill the woman drinking her blood. the man awakes and grabs the nearest object, which happened to be a hunting knife and throws it at you. It hits you where your lung should be but you realize you havent breathed since you awoke the night before. you quickly advance on the man killing him slowly, and torturing him, draining his bloos pint by pint until the life is gone from his body. you drink his blood dry, right from his body.[/glow]
[shadow=purple,left,300]CHAPTER 4[/shadow]
[glow=purple,2,300] The ritual of turning is complete and you are now a full vampire, it is up to you how you should spend the rest of eternity. But ponder this 1 fact: is it really worth the trouble, drinking blood, sleeping irregularly, not being able to die in peace, painful agonizing thirst, and the deaths of all those you once knew for just a tasty morsel. Next time you think about peforming the ritual of turning, think twice about it.[/glow]
[glow=cyan,2,300]THE END[/glow]
just had to kill some time.... so enjoy reading this and hope you like it i guess[/glow]
THIS STORY IS FICTION
The Turning Ritual
Composed by Adam Bomb Thomas.
[shadow=red,left,300]CHAPTER 1[/shadow]
[glow=red,2,300] Say you are young and curious about what the other side has to offer, should you inspect it first or dive right in?
you inspect and find that there are such beings as vampires, existing, living in the world, breathing the same air as you. you research them and somehow come across a magick that can turn you into one and you decide to try it however you lack the neccesary supplies to complete it. you decide to visit the local shop(i know very shady sounding, bear with me)you find the supplies needed and pay for them, or prehaps you "forgot" to pay for them and leave with them anyways.
On your way home you think about what youre going to do long and hard and stare at the items you just bought, you decide that you are going to proceed in the ritual.
the ritual calls for the blood each of a mundane and that of the nature of vampire you wish to become.
BlahBlahBlah (5000 characters remaining:)ahh here we are, The ritual is complete! But you feel no different and are mad at the money and time you jsut wasted collecting the necesary items for it., and decide to turn in the the night(or day)
The next morning (or night) you wake up disoriented and extremely thirsty, you go make yourself something to drink and guzzle it down still not satisfied, you suddenly become weak at your limbs and unable to comprehend your surroundings, you black out.
next thing you know you wake in your bed, vision clear and hearing keen you hear the sound of the neighbors dogs barking.
You yell out the window but soon realize you have no neighbors. you try to remember anything, anything at all, but cannot seem to recall anything but your name and a peculiar taste in your mouth that wont go away...[/glow]
[shadow=blue,left,300] CHAPTER 2[/shadow]
[glow=blue,2,300]That night you cannot sleep but can only concentrate on the taste in your mouth that wont go away, and the extreme hunger that precedes everytime you focus your mind off of it.
all of the sudden your vision becomes blurry and everythings takes on a slightly red tint. you stare outside at the moon, it is full. you stand there staring for the longest time when your instincts tell you to jump out of the window, your mind says you wont survive it seeing as you are on the second floor, but your body cannot hold back. you jump and hit the ground, but you feel no pain as you should. you look down at your legs and they are normal, untouched and unharmed. "what is happening to me?" you think to yourself, except your thoughts are heard out loud. you stare off into the dark foreboding woods, as they call you to explore them, surprisingly you can see into the darkness, and as you walk into the dark void, gazing in the take off as fast as the wind rushing through the trees; no wait you ARE the wind!
[/glow]
[shadow=green,left,300]CHAPTER 3[/shadow]
[glow=green,2,300] As you are rushing through the woods as fast as your legs can take you faster than any human could ever run you realize what you have become and what you must do to stay alive.
You find a cabin in a secluded, quiet part of the woods, your instincts tell you to break in but your well being says not to.
Once again you instincts take over and open the door quietly slipping in as silent as the woods around you. You find the elderly couple sleeping on their bed, first you kill the woman drinking her blood. the man awakes and grabs the nearest object, which happened to be a hunting knife and throws it at you. It hits you where your lung should be but you realize you havent breathed since you awoke the night before. you quickly advance on the man killing him slowly, and torturing him, draining his bloos pint by pint until the life is gone from his body. you drink his blood dry, right from his body.[/glow]
[shadow=purple,left,300]CHAPTER 4[/shadow]
[glow=purple,2,300] The ritual of turning is complete and you are now a full vampire, it is up to you how you should spend the rest of eternity. But ponder this 1 fact: is it really worth the trouble, drinking blood, sleeping irregularly, not being able to die in peace, painful agonizing thirst, and the deaths of all those you once knew for just a tasty morsel. Next time you think about peforming the ritual of turning, think twice about it.[/glow]
[glow=cyan,2,300]THE END[/glow]