[Viego]

this is amaaaziinngg!!!

and awwwwwwwww.... But it would be so cool to have harry potter in narnia... *goes to see if she can find any crossover fanfics of that*

Good luck you guys that are entering. XD

[Vespur]

-Finished, hope its scary enough. -

[Hawkfire.]

Lol scary stories xD

[RaistlinAgaric]

Done with mine! Finally!

[kyum-]

Here's my entry :3 All the characters are my human characters. :3 Oh, and Key's.

rologue:
Once, there was a school. Now, this was your ordinary average school with happy students and torturing lectures. Now our main students in this particular class - Class 9S - were Scarlet, Kyle, Cielle, Sylphay, Valen, Sky, Chuckyi and Sephiroth. Valen and Cielle were twins and were so very close. They were enjoying a normal day in school, on the 16th of June, the year of 2XXX. Well, that was because... None of them knew, there was a secret behind this school...

:Chapter 1:
Cielle was unpacking her bag for the first lesson, maths. She sighed. Valen nudged her with his elbow.
"What's wrong?" he teased.
"Shut up, Val," she muttered, placing her maths textbook on to the desk. She dropped her bag on the ground softly, then slumped on to her chair.
"Oh, and could I borrow your homework?" she asked her twin, looking bored. Valen laughed and handed it to her.

WIP

[Saikiyo]

24 hour warning! judging tommorow!

[Horneddragon]

[center]hum.. well well see what i can do..
**meh not feeling my original plan, we'll see what i can come up with other wise <3
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Jenivere Stitt was once a beautiful and serene young woman. She was the cheer leading captain, prom queen, lovely, kind hearted, and popular. With her long golden locks crystal blue eyes thin build and elegant curves; she won the hearts of many. From the outside, so it would seem, she had the perfect life for a senior in high school. But, like every rose, Jenny had her thorns. In her breast there welled a wealth of jealousy, luckily no one was quite so beautiful in her small town as she was. Well, that was at least until the buxom auburn haired beauty Kathrine (kat) Thomas, moved in across town.

Kat well well bred, tall thin, yet curvy, with luscious long auburn hair and deep piercing green eyes. The rumor was that Kat and her family had come from an upscale inner city area, and Kat sure did look the part. With her dark colored designer clothing, and perfectly chic hairstyle, with fashionable make up. She quickly won the admiration of both her peers and teachers alike.

Now Jenny tolerated her new, unexpected rival for a few months. Neither spoke to the other, and in all realities neither seemed to care about the others goings on. That was at least until Jenny's long time crush, decided he liked Kat better and began going steady with her. Jenny seemed, to betaking the news well enough, but her angelic mask was much to hard to crack, and no one noticed the conflicting and growing hatred for her rival building within.

After one seemingly normal day, Jenny rode home. She seemed a little distant on the drive, yet her angelic resolve did not break until her foot touched the soft cream shag carpet of her room. Before she had vaulted herself the rest of the way unto her bed. As soon as her body hit the soft cushion of pillows she screamed her outrage into them. Her cries of broken hearted despair were bone chilling, and inhuman.

She never really stopped her screaming, her voice just seemed to fade out shortly before midnight. By this time, she was tired. Her body seemed so heavy, so lethargic. Slowly she rolled her heavy body over. The world seemed to have taken on a dark and depressing state in the night. and as her eyes slowly ran their way across the room, they began fixated on two red orbs in her window. At first, she believed them noting more than a pair of tail lights from a car driving down the road. But they were to constant, and to her wonder, Jenny found she could not look away. Something seemed to stir within her, a simple notion, Kat must pay for what she had done. That (girl) must pay for taking her man. The twin orbs seemed to radiate something, akin to pride as the notion slowly became rooted in Jenny's mind, and with each passing second Jenny found, she found she could not look away.

Sometime in the night, Jenny had fallen into a deep sleep. and she awoke with quite the start. On instinct she looked over to her alarm clock, the time read, 3:28. She allowed her eyes to wander, till once again she found the window. She wondered if she had drempt the eyes, she HAD been sleeping, but they HAD seemed so real. With a sigh, she sat up and looked around. This late at night, well early in the morning, the world seemed to have taken on a darker tone.

Lightly Jenny yawned, and stretched her body out. Well, if the odd eyes were gone, she may as well get some sleep, she had much to do, and revenge to plot for later on. Slowly she dozed off to sleep.

She was awoken by a raspy voice, it reminded her oddly of the wind in the trees, and of dark things one could only find at night. It seemed not to have said any thing coherent, and thinking she only drempted it jenny soon fell asleep once more.

Jenny....

Her eyes snapped open instantly at the sound of that same voice saying her name.

Jenny ...

In your bed ...

Why oh why, do you rest your head? ....

All the wile the voice seemed to be getting louder, and more substantial, wile taking on a distinctly female tone.

Jenny sat bolt upright in her bed. body shivering, and beginning to break out in a could sweat. There was no way she had imagined that voice, It WAS real, and by the sound of it, in her room.

Jenny ...

Jenny ...

are you scared....

It would matter ...

If I cared ...

There was no mistaking it, the voice was definitely female.

"W-who's there?"

Jenny called out into the growing darkness, clenching her blankets closer to her body as if they would protect her from the unseen.

Jenny..

Jenny..

Why do you cry?

Asking out who am I?

Jenny could not help herself, she did beguin to sob.

"What do you want from me?"

She cried out in to the darkness.

Jenny...

Jenny ...

Dont you see...

you will never take revenge on me...

Jenny's sobs, caught in her throat as out of the darkness, a figure lunged out, and clasped one hand inhumanly fast around her throat. Her attackers red hair blossomed out around her, and her once green, now red eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. Jenny let out one silent scream of recognition as her attacker laid open her throat and gorged herself on Jenny's life.

[flyteck]

This is about the egg. Just because I can't think of anything else.

It was dark, and I was outside. I shouldn't have been, but I was. I left my tent and walked past the cold remains of my camp fire. They were completely out. I stuck my hand into the ashes. They were cold as ice. I felt a chill run down my spine. I looked up, and the wind howled around me. Leaves were wrenched from the trees and they swirled through the night, eery spots of black against the twilight of night. I made my way quickly back to my tent, shivering from an unnatural cold. I heard movement behind me, and struggled to pull the zipper down. It was stuck. My numb fingers fumbled with the cold metal of the zipper, but it would not budge. Leaves crunched loudly behind me, and I spun to face my attacker. Nothing. My head began to spin slightly as the cold wrapped itself around me. I coughed, and the cold grasped my lungs. I fell sideways, wrapped into a tight ball, fighting the cold that froze every drop of life from me. All I remember after that is that my head felt like a rock, my fingers were no longer mine, and that the world was alive with howls, wails, and screams. They might have been mine.

I did not really wake up. More I drifted into a nightmare. I was on my back in the fire pit. Only it had swollen to grand proportions. I was in the ashes, which were no longer cold. The coals were live, moments from flames. I had nothing on, and was naked, burning in the ashes. They scorched through my skin, the burned my eyes and feet and hands. Pain shot through me. I rolled in the ashes, terrified. The more I tried to escape, the hotter the ashes burned. I felt myself beginning to slip away, towards death. A gold glow hovered above me and I reached for it, trying to escape. But the light was a like a tiny sun, scalding my hand away to ashes. I screamed as I watched my entire hand turn to soft ashes and blow away on the wind. Then the ashes broke away beneath me and I fell.

I landed in water, cold as ice. I felt relaxation flood me as the cool waves washed my wounds. But soon my arm stub began to ache, and pain came in waves. My scalded feet, then my melted cheeks, then my missing toes, then my burned lungs. I felt them squeeze in, looking for air. Water was everywhere. High above me, deep below me, all around. I swam up as fast as I could, only to hit sand. I had swam deeper. I felt pain shoot through me as my lungs shrivelled. I would not die. I could not die. Death was my relief, but this torture had no mercy. There was a shark, large glinting teeth white in its mouth. I swam at it and punched it, trying to force an attack. The shark swam away, then trained it's beady eyes upon me and laughed. Loud, maniacal laughter. I screamed, only draining my lungs further. I gulped in water, and the stars that had clouded my vision pulled me under.

Surely I could escape. But no, whatever was causing this, killing me a million ways, was not done. Slowly being killed by needles, each making a new wound, all removed at once, me, a fountain of blood. Beating with rocks, slowly breaking all my bones and tissue until death by internal bleeding. Having my spine severed and each and every bone removed from my body, then having my eyes gored out with a mellon baller. Killed by a swarm of bees, dieing only in three days time. Hanging from chains, preparing for slow, measured shocks to nearly kill me. But then, something odd happened. I fell, like I had tripped. I was back at my camp, dawn light creeping over the edges of the horizon. My foot was wrapped in a chain, something buried in the leaves. I pulled it up, and looked in horror at an egg, wrapped in chains, shaking feebly. Small screams, wails, and murmurs echoed from it. I recognized them as my own.

Ta-Da!

[Butter Dragon]

Very sorry if i'm doing this the roung way! This is my first time adopting.....

Is this the right form?:

-gender: Male
-name: Taylor
-species name: Zuinglow... Am i suppossed to make it up?
-favourite game: Blind mans Bluff
-favourite food: Lava rocks
-personality: Fisty, smart, Loyle, always happy!

Is that good?

[Saikiyo]

Very sorry if i'm doing this the roung way! This is my first time adopting.....

Is this the right form?:

-gender: Male
-name: Taylor
-species name: Zuinglow... Am i suppossed to make it up?
-favourite game: Blind mans Bluff
-favourite food: Lava rocks
-personality: Fisty, smart, Loyle, always happy!

Is that good?

well, only the winner of the contest gets him