--WARNING--
Do not under any kinda circumstance read this at night...unless wewe need nightmare fuel for a siku and a half
Cori woke with a short icy breath, she had some pretty long clothes, but she still felt cold. She felt around in the dark room and felt another person. She screamed and jumped back.
"WHERE ARE WE?!" the small voice cried out in the pitch black
a sekunde voice just as little
"I-I'm scared"
Cori felt for anything that would help. All wewe found as her key ring, and it only had her light on it, every last key was gone. She shined the light on the two voices, They we two girls, two young girls.
"I-I wanna go home" The little girl with an odd shade of machungwa, chungwa pink hair whispered.
The sekunde girl, she was beautiful in every way, a small body, flowing black hair, shimmering blue eyes. But a nasty scar found it's place on her right eye. She pointed to the ukuta in horror.
On the wall, written in what could just about everything and anything. It was gross whatever it was, it was a strange, red, brown color. Almost liked fresh blood applied to old blood. It spelled out 'You have all your limbs' under it it alisema 'My kisu goes, chop, chop ,chop' and inayofuata to that 'Then your blood goes, splat,splat,splat!'
It was written like a child's nursery rhyme. but this was no daycare.
"D-don't worry. It'll be okay. I'm Cori"
The girl with machungwa, chungwa pink hair opened her mouth to say something. When a ear splitting scream came from what felt like every where rattled the room. I grabbed the two girls and forced them to follow me. What ever was coming, did NOT plan on three girls for dinner.
When we got far away enough our lighting was slowly dying. at some point the light completely died. And the scream was back...and closer than ever.
Cori's moyo raced and I felt for anything, a wall, a door, a window. Something she could smash her way though but all of a sudden. There were no walls. Like the room formed at was now shapeless. Cori ran, and the girls followed, the room just went on forever. Until Cori and her two sidekicks couldn't run anymore. She sat down and pulled the two kids close to her. If they died, They died as a team.
The voice had caught up
*Thump Thump*
This was it
*thump Thump*
Cori's life line ended here
*thump thump*
She took in one last breath, The scream smelled like metal. Then, it happened. Her eye flew open and she hadn't even felt like she fell asleep. Every limb of her's was bound. The horrid nursery rhyme her head
wewe have all your limbs~
The firey pain hit her chest
My kisu goes
Her wanted to yell and cry but all that came out was air. Her voice...gone
CHOP
The same horrid pain filled her legs
CHOP
Then her arms
CHOP
Then it all stopped at once she was seeing stars and tears soaked her face
Your blood goes splat,splat,splat, On my new rug.
But then, she realized something. She was curling her toes and her nails were digging in her skin. and her moyo still beat. Then her bonds let her go she sat up and there it was. A wide open door the two girls already gone, Cori stumbled her way out. Into the fresh air. Of a fenced in, grassy plain.
Do not under any kinda circumstance read this at night...unless wewe need nightmare fuel for a siku and a half
Cori woke with a short icy breath, she had some pretty long clothes, but she still felt cold. She felt around in the dark room and felt another person. She screamed and jumped back.
"WHERE ARE WE?!" the small voice cried out in the pitch black
a sekunde voice just as little
"I-I'm scared"
Cori felt for anything that would help. All wewe found as her key ring, and it only had her light on it, every last key was gone. She shined the light on the two voices, They we two girls, two young girls.
"I-I wanna go home" The little girl with an odd shade of machungwa, chungwa pink hair whispered.
The sekunde girl, she was beautiful in every way, a small body, flowing black hair, shimmering blue eyes. But a nasty scar found it's place on her right eye. She pointed to the ukuta in horror.
On the wall, written in what could just about everything and anything. It was gross whatever it was, it was a strange, red, brown color. Almost liked fresh blood applied to old blood. It spelled out 'You have all your limbs' under it it alisema 'My kisu goes, chop, chop ,chop' and inayofuata to that 'Then your blood goes, splat,splat,splat!'
It was written like a child's nursery rhyme. but this was no daycare.
"D-don't worry. It'll be okay. I'm Cori"
The girl with machungwa, chungwa pink hair opened her mouth to say something. When a ear splitting scream came from what felt like every where rattled the room. I grabbed the two girls and forced them to follow me. What ever was coming, did NOT plan on three girls for dinner.
When we got far away enough our lighting was slowly dying. at some point the light completely died. And the scream was back...and closer than ever.
Cori's moyo raced and I felt for anything, a wall, a door, a window. Something she could smash her way though but all of a sudden. There were no walls. Like the room formed at was now shapeless. Cori ran, and the girls followed, the room just went on forever. Until Cori and her two sidekicks couldn't run anymore. She sat down and pulled the two kids close to her. If they died, They died as a team.
The voice had caught up
*Thump Thump*
This was it
*thump Thump*
Cori's life line ended here
*thump thump*
She took in one last breath, The scream smelled like metal. Then, it happened. Her eye flew open and she hadn't even felt like she fell asleep. Every limb of her's was bound. The horrid nursery rhyme her head
wewe have all your limbs~
The firey pain hit her chest
My kisu goes
Her wanted to yell and cry but all that came out was air. Her voice...gone
CHOP
The same horrid pain filled her legs
CHOP
Then her arms
CHOP
Then it all stopped at once she was seeing stars and tears soaked her face
Your blood goes splat,splat,splat, On my new rug.
But then, she realized something. She was curling her toes and her nails were digging in her skin. and her moyo still beat. Then her bonds let her go she sat up and there it was. A wide open door the two girls already gone, Cori stumbled her way out. Into the fresh air. Of a fenced in, grassy plain.
Me:* puts phone on ear*
Lh: calling Mrs Bing
Me: please I'm not married to a moron
Candy: *texting me saying Mrs obsessed*
Me: *text back*not obsessing over u honey
Sweeney: *taps me*hey shy lady
Me: not shy no zaidi dear
*next day*
Me : *reading*
Noel: yo Nerd
Me: never a nerd to *knocks him out*knock u out so baby tear out
Kushy:hey hoe
Me: *looks around* what did u call me dear sorry i thought wewe were talking about your moms text me Mrs Bing but im not call me obsessed I was obsessed with the nigga Chris call me shy I might kick u one time call me the nerd I blow u and your jembe, hoe up but mark my words call me the jembe, hoe omg your house got bomb bitch, kahaba now say it one zaidi time I blow your brains on the ground until u bleed out
Lh: calling Mrs Bing
Me: please I'm not married to a moron
Candy: *texting me saying Mrs obsessed*
Me: *text back*not obsessing over u honey
Sweeney: *taps me*hey shy lady
Me: not shy no zaidi dear
*next day*
Me : *reading*
Noel: yo Nerd
Me: never a nerd to *knocks him out*knock u out so baby tear out
Kushy:hey hoe
Me: *looks around* what did u call me dear sorry i thought wewe were talking about your moms text me Mrs Bing but im not call me obsessed I was obsessed with the nigga Chris call me shy I might kick u one time call me the nerd I blow u and your jembe, hoe up but mark my words call me the jembe, hoe omg your house got bomb bitch, kahaba now say it one zaidi time I blow your brains on the ground until u bleed out
Age: 16
Personality: Nice, sweet, artistic, outgoing, musical, independent
Stereotype: The Artsy One
Bio: Luna's family is the richest family in Texas. But Luna doesn't like being rich all that much and prefers doing art projects to earn her own money instead of borrowing money from her parents. Luna loves being on stage and performing. She loves to sing, act, and dance.
Talents: Painting, drawing, singing, acting, dancing
Phobia: Being lost
Audition: Hi, I'm Luna. I really wanna be on Total Drama so I can make zaidi Marafiki and maybe make some of my own money instead of borrowing from my parents. I don't really have many Marafiki because I'm nyumbani schooled...okay I wasn't nyumbani schooled originally but all the kids at school were mean to me so I decided to get nyumbani schooled....