[✧ 花chéngzhǔ.]

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.

Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sentient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.

I like drawing trees

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To win this kalon, tell me a scary story.
1000 word limit, and remember to keep it CS appropriate!

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]kalon name:[/b]
[b]scary story:[/b]

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Ends August 5th, @11:59 PM, EST

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Res!

Cassandra

[Softea]

username: Softea

kalon name: Luna

scary story:
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the dark creeped up the walls, the wood creaking, something oozed from the floorboards making a gurgling noise. Luna backed up, fear showing on her face like wool shows on a lamb. She was hyperventilating, there was no way out of the room, and it was filling up with dark gray goo. Luna backed up to the very corner of the wall trying not to touch the ooze, until it filled up to her ankles, she squeaked, covering her mouth and starting to sob slightly, the gross feeling of complete mush on her legs. The murky ooze was up to her shoulders and she took a huge breath, floating at the ceiling. The ooze went passed her head. She was gone.

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Suddenly, luna's eye's opened, she was moist from the ooze, but it felt like she was only swimming. All her bruises from the haunted house she went in to with P.D Anderson were gone, but so was P.D. She needed to find her best friend. Luna got up and started walking toward a hallway, feeling like she took the best breath intake in her entire life, it's as if she was entirely healed. Luna found 3 doorways and opened the first one, it was the same room she was stuck in, but it was covered in light purple ooze now. She picked it up and put it in a bag she was carrying in her pocket. Luna to the second door after grabbing some 'healing ooze' and turned the handle, though it was locked. She shrugged and wandered to the last door at the end of the hallway, she opened it and saw P.D sitting there, she walked towards her and smiled "P.D! I was looking for you!" she grabbed her shoulder, and as P.D turned around, Luna felt an extremely cold shiver go up her spine.

It wasn't P.D.
It wasn't even anything she's seen before. An alien?

[sparks!]

User: kumquat.
Name: seishin
Gender: male
Story:

Hello world! I'm Lillian! I'm going to college next month, so I decided to pack all my stuff up. When I was cleaning up my closet, I found my childhood doll! I was always freaked out by her, so what better to do than to film her for a Halloween special? I'm going to start posting regularly about Lilly.

There's been nothing crazy. How lame. Fun fact: She makes me sick to my stomach.

I went to retrieve the first pieces of footage today. When I went into my closet and turned on the light, she wasn't in the chair I had her in. She had been behind the door. I hadn't touched her since I had put her in that chair. I took the camera from its stand. I reviewed the footage. It was so weird, it was normal for the most part. Then it went completely black. When it turned back on she was gone. Gonna try again tonight. Cya ghouls and ghosts!

Wow so it looks like it's not happening anymore.
Edit: Omg it happened. She was right in front of the closet door, but she was in it.

The same thing happened, except she was closer to me this morning. Lilly was right outside my closet. When I got up, I felt a pain right by my ankle. I looked at my ankle. There was a cut, and it looked like it was caused by fingernails. I thought it was my cat at first, but it looked nothing like a cat. What should I do with her? I'm scared for my own safety now.

I have the days it happens: Monday: Thursday, and Saturday.

Still nothing.

Cuts on abdomen, Lilly next to beanbag chair.

Claw marks moving to chest. Next to dresser.

Guys, she was almost to my bed. The claw marks were getting closer to my neck. I've lost sleep over this doll. Help please.

Gonna sleep in living room tonight.

She was on stairs.

Called medium. She said it was possessed by a kind young spirit.

I'm finally getting rid of this doll. I'm gonna burn this thing. I can't deal with this doll.

Where'd you get her?

I got her from a thrift store in town. I believe the owner said an elderly lady brought it in and said it was her late sister's doll. She had apparently died due to some common disease back in the 30's or 20's, I dunno? I'm burning her tonight.

Did research. It belonged to a girl named Lilly Rose Matthews. She looks so young. Almost too young. She was beautiful.

Put doll in steel barrel. Doused in lighter fluid.

BURN.

I burned her and some force pushed me down. I had the feeling that something was choking me. God, I am glad that thing is gone.

Went to hospital. The cuts were actually getting deeper as they neared my neck. Put bandages around cuts. Met a cute nurse. He gave me his number. Texting him all night.

Contacted a medium. I asked her to come to my house. She came around three o' clock. We sat down at my dining room table and I told her the story. She said the other medium was wrong. The doll was possessed by a demon or malicious spirit idk.

Also the nurse and I are a thing now. C:

Leaving this blog as I'm going to college. <3

Epilogue: After a few days, Lillian went to college, and years later graduated with a bachelor's in fine arts. She decided to tell her boyfriend about everything that had happened with the cuts and such. He was pretty shocked and was concerned. She told him it was years ago. They dated for another year until he popped the question. She had, of course, said yes. He had to work pretty hard in order to afford everything, even with the help from his parents. The wedding was beautiful.
A year later, they welcomed a daughter named Jamie. Three years after Jamie's birth, they welcomed twin boys named Timothy and Thomas. The family will welcome another child in six months.

I based it off the story of Annabelle, obviously. It also has a kinda Blair Witch feeling too, with the video diary entry things of some sort.

[nana]

(wip)
username: cassafrass
kalon name: luna
scary story: (warning: if you get scared easily please don't read this)

winnie was babysitting that night. the parents had just left and she was taken upon the job of taking care of her 6 year old neighbor. things were going great. they were having a great time. he then asked for ice cream. "sure, where is it?" she asked. "in the basement. there's a fridge down there." she nodded and hurried down stairs. she saw a picture with a girl in it. she didn't think of anything about it. she grabbed the ice cream from the from the fridge. she brought it upstairs and put it in a bowl for him. she grabbed a spoon and handed it to him saying "here you go little buddy." he smiled. "could i get some chocolate syrup as well? its downstairs." she nodded and walked downstairs. she looked at the picture and the girl had a knife in her hand. "weird. i would have sworn before she looked different. hm." she shrugged it off and grabbed the syrup. she brought it upstairs for him. she handed it too him. "one more thing. can i have the caramel syrup? its in a little jar." he said. winnie giggled. "sure." she said and walked downstairs. looking at the picture for a last time. the knife was red. she still didn't think anything of it. it took a few minutes for her too find it. but when she did she walked up stairs. "buddy i got the-" the caramel fell onto the floor and it shattered. he was dead.
three hours later.
police and agents surrounded the house. as well as the child's crying parents. winnie was talking to a federal agent. "nothing unusual happened. accept that super creepy picture in the basement. there was a girl in it." she said. when she said that she got the childs mom attention. "picture? what picture? we have only have a mirror in the basement." she said and winnie's face went white. the girl was standing behind her the entire time in the basement. hiding in the darkness. she never noticed.

[zakuro.]

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[witchcrafting]

Username; Cipher || Name; Voltaire

A scary story

My house was built in 1904. It is a single family home, wood frame setting on a concrete block foundation. I have been living here for about 12 years. Of all the weird things that my siblings and me have seen or heard in this house this one event is my favorite. This happened to my brother. About ten years ago my brother and his best friends had started a garage band playing mostly “Spanish rock,” alternative music but in Spanish. His friends could only get together on Sunday afternoons. They would practice into the early evening, and they would usually call it quits by 8 pm. This was the time I usually showed up and went to bed, cause I worked the graveyard shift.

This happened in late fall, so the days were getting shorter, they had just finished a long session when the decision to head to someone else house came about. My brother handed his car keys to his buddy so they could load up the equipment. Everyone had filed out of the basement, but the tricky part was that they needed to walk all the way to the back of the basement, up the back stairs, through the kitchen doorway, down the hall into the living room and out into the front porch. Everyone was outside sitting in my brother’s truck waiting for him. My brother was walking up the back stairs when he remembered that he had left his pancakes in a to go container sitting on a speaker in the basement. He made the decision to go back. Now the basement is not clean, with full sight lines, there had been partitions made, and the boiler and main heating unit are right smack in the middle. So after my brother walks back, he is about to retrieve his food container, when out of the corner of his eye he sees it.

It is a shadowy figure, right at his peripheral vision, this feeling of dread and uneasiness washed over my brother. We had been taught that if you are in the presence of a spirit or ghost and you felt a bad vibe, to say quick prayer or to cuss at it. My brother chose the latter, he basically just told it “hey [censored], I don’t have time for this [censored]”.

My brother started to walk to the back of the basement and briskly up the stairs, closing doors and turning off lights as he was walking out. The last light switch is on the opposite side of the front door...luckily the door was open and the light from the street lamp was flooding the living room with its amber light. My brother said he felt something at his back, but at no point did he turn around. As he flicked the last switch the living room went dark, as did rest of the house. As he stepped out he pulled on the door closing it behind him, still holding his food container in one hand he jogged down the few porch steps. He walked towards the front gate...our house resides far from the main street, essentially having a large front yard but no rear garage. As he closed the gap between himself and his friend-laden truck he kind of smiled and thought things over in his head, mad at himself for spooking out when there was no reason.

He climbed into the drivers side of the truck, putting on his seat belt and getting ready to pull out of the parking spot directly in front of the house, when one of his friends asked “ Hey wait what about your brother, isn’t he coming with us?” My brother answered, “What do you mean? He went to work early tonight, he is already gone, do you see his car anywhere?”

The next question they asked “So then who was walking behind you when you were leaving the house? “

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[roelian]

username: Katzuvo

kalon name: Damien

scary story: 11:59pm... You go to submit the end of term exam... "Internet connection not found"

[cocogerber13]

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Ress

[Vulcriptic]

username:
Marzal
kalon name:
Duske
scary story:
I was driving home from work one night when I see a little girl on a tricycle riding across the street and into some woods that drop off into a creek. I brake and skid to avoid her and walk to where I thought she fell.

I see no one and a cop pulls up to ask me what I am doing. I tell him he was the person I needed (I was still in my security uniform) and tell him that I saw a little girl riding her tricycle across the street heading into that area where it dropped off.

He then tells me right away that I see what some other drivers here see. It was more than 40 years ago a child was killed riding her tricycle across that section of road. Others have seen her multiple times. Sometimes walking other times on her tricycle.

After some construction brought change to that section of road with expansions and barriers the sightings all ceased.
(Taken from "The Line Up")