[Casperphobia]

Prompt five
Words: 200 +
*Abuse warning (Nothing graphic or anything though)*

I lived a generaly bad life, my mother was abused by my father. She often left home, leaving me with him. He wasn't a nice flitz, he was a drunk... He often put me to bed, he did the best he could when he wasn't drunk, which isn't often. He scared me, especially when my mother wasn't home.
But, I used to imagine that there was a creature under my bed, my best friend. She was a comfort to think about, I drew her often. But, I hid the art under my bed, everytime I looked for it, it had disappeared? She was a elegant flitz with a welcoming expression, like a dream. She had beutiful wings and elegant long fur, her nickname was Angel. Or that's what I called her anyways.
It was like every other day in my household. I heard arguing from my parents, and I heard her leave, my mother. I began crying as I drew a picture of Angel. I heard some scratching from under my bed, it scared the mess out of me. I was about to yell for my father, when a flitz appeared. It was Angel. "Oh, Sweetie," she whispered, I gasped. She was real? I ran to her, and hugged her, I need it. She hugged me back, her fur was soft and warm. I realized, as I pulled away, that she held all the drawings I had done. My tears were now elated tears, I hadn't known what to say for a while. "Your real?" I finally asked, "I am," She had a soft voice, "You created me," She nodded, "With your dreams, hope, and faith," She leaned towards me. "I've been here the whole time," She smiled, "I made You! I'm like your mom," She laughed at this, I felt a little embarrassed, "Well, I guess so?" She smiled. "Why hadn't you been out? You know from under my bed?" I asked with curiousity, "I wasn't quite me yet?" She seemed to question herself, "I needed more thought from you," She explained, "I wasnt...?" She couldn't find the words, "I understand," I snorted.
Ever since this night on, Angel visited me every night. She comforted me when mother wasn't there too. She was like a parent to me. I was so happy to have thought of her, if I wasn't for me she wouldn't be her and I wouldn't have anyone.
One day, my father heard me talking to Angel in my room. He stormed in, he asked me who I was talking to. I looked around for Angel, she disappeared? "I was... reading a book," I picked up a random book off the floor and showed him nervously. He snatched it out of my paws, "Read quieter," He sneered and tossed the boom on my bed. I turned around to find Angel sitting 8n front of me, "Where did you go?" I asked her, "I didn't think your father would like me?" She laughed nervously, she was right. "My mom would have like you," I gather some things off the floor and organized it, "My mother was really nice," I said quietly, "You'd love her," I had continued, I sighed sadly, "But, she left, moved out of state," My voice was in a hushed tone. Angel looked at me sadly, she had no words. "That's why you have me?" She said quietly, "Yeah, I know," I sighed and turned to her. "Can I call you mom?"

Wholesome uwu. Very sweet and cute. I'll get your flit done as soon as I can!

[Breado]

Prompt #6

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Before we'd start our nightly broadcast, I have an announcement to make.
This is a special evening, my listeners.
'Why' you may be asking; 'oh Jeremy, tell us already, why is this a special evening?' Well, my precious listeners, it is because your dear radio host has the honor to deliver you a message! Please listen to me with closed eyes, open minds and let my voice guide your thoughts:"

'𝓘t co𝓶municates in a lan𝓰𝓾age we can't speak, cannot be written down or t𝓻anslated, yet we understand it perfectly. If you hear its words/steps, you'll see 𝓘t. There's no way to 𝓮scape from it. It'll always 𝓬atch you of𝓯-guard. The on𝓮 who lurks in your yard. On your roof at night. The one who whispers into your ears in an evenin𝓰 spent with a good book and a cup of tea. Two 𝓡ed eyes, staring at you with a hunger you've never seen before. It's there. It's waiting for you.'

"This was the message I was asked to deliver.
And I did! Oh, look at how well I did! I even pronounced everything as the asked me to! Oh boy, isn't your dear host, the good Jeremiah, a fantastic message deliverer?"

"And now, to start the show, I brought you a topic that is quite interesting..."

warning: this thing may contain a secret message (;
sorry, i wanted this to be seperated from the P5 one, so yeah eheh

[certified]

Mark

[certified]

Prompt Six:
q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ




Around seven twenty six we saw a sudden bright flash of light. Everyone ran outside, scrambling to see what had caused such an odd disturbance.

All the Flitz and their people stood outside of their homes, staring at the sky, all jaws casually dropped in disbelief.

Tumbling down, was a huge metal.. container.. that had burst into flames upon entering the earths atmosphere, and was quickly plummeting down to earth.

Many started to shield their eyes from the incoming object, as the light was becoming increasingly bright.
And finally.. the crash. It was louder than anything anyone had ever heard.

A lot of Flitz and people scrambled inside or quickly pressed their palms as tight as they could to try to make the crash landing bearable to their ears and then suddenly everyone was running for the crash sight.
Upon arrival, they discovered a huge metal capsule that resembled an awfully large bullet with a window that was now shattered in pieces all over the ground.

Some started to inspect it, quickly searching for a door or a way to get in safely and examine what’s inside. And of course, within a minute someone had found a door. Er, where a door used to be. The landing had ripped it off and whatever was inside, was no longer there.


“q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ”


“Did you hear that?” Bean has said quietly, as scared as she’d ever been.

Judah glanced at her questioningly and shook his head no in reply.

“Maybe I’m just hearing things.” Bean shook it off and went on looking at the sky vessel and the crash site.

Nobody could find anything. Nobody has a scent. Not a clue on what was in there or what they would even be looking for.

“q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ”


“See!” Bean screeched. “THAT’S WHERE IT CAME FROM.”

Behind the crash site was a small forest, and behind some trees several meters out, stood a small unidentifiable being.


“q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ” It blurted out again.


Bean shook where she stood, and Judah just looked at her puzzled.

“What’s your issue? Don’t you know what it is?” He asked her.

She shook her head, confused.

“It’s a Sky Flitz. He doesn’t speak our language and quite frankly, you’re just as much scary to him as he is to you. We are as foreign to him as he is to us. He’s just scared and he doesn’t know how to communicate with us,” Judah replied casually.

“q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ” the little sky Flitz attempted again, but this time, slowly inching forward as Bean relaxed.


Word count: 441/300

[unris]

Prompt Six:
q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ

-- ₦Ɇ₩ ⱤØØ₥ --
ռǟʍɛ:
q̮̬̣ͅaḅͅp̗̣̘͉͇ ͖̝̼͔͉ͅḅ͔p̞̩ k̰̰̜̯͕͔͙ p̭͚̼̺o̥͕̺̮̮y͎̩͙ͅn͚̪o̫̻̰q̲̭ ̰ḥ̪̘op͕p̜͚̗̝̠k͕̯̬͚̪̻̘d̞ͅo̠̤͙̣͙͍ͅ

How lóᶇǥ úntiḼ ThE
ⓢɇQúEn©ⱷ s̶͙͚̾t̶̘͊͗a̸̘̠̰̋́͆r̷͉̰̼̈́ṯ̸͊̓̉͆s̷̛͖̠̩͗̒̚ ?

Not long now

W̶̖̜̅̎̓̒͗̚͝h̶̨̳̹̗͕͇̮͆̎͑̿͐̀̐̈́̊̄̓͜͠ͅå̴̧̘̥̝͎͈̹̰̉͋̆͘ţ̴̳̝̭̌̓͆͗̉͐̊̍͜͝͝ ̵̡̬̼̖̤͎̰̘̹̠̗̱͈͂̌̍̕͝͝d̷̳̗̰̹̳͔͑̕o̷̖̒̓̎͗́̑͆͝͝ȩ̶̨̧͍̑s̶̛̰̥̬͌͑̏͊̈̂̈́͊͗̽ ̵̛̩̰̫̅͋̑̇̕͝t̵̢̬̘̒͋̋̾͘h̸̡̛̭͈̯̏̃a̶̢̲̟͖̠̤̮̲̩͓͛͒̇͋́̓̎̆̕͝ͅt̵̨͇̪̏̾̄̇̽͐͂̒̉̀͘ͅ ̶̢̦͌̎͂̍m̴̡͚̬̪͍̖̥͎͙͍̙̳͙̂̉̑͘͝͝ė̵̗̗̞̬̺̫͇̎͆̀̌̍͘à̷̧̧͎͎̭̗̱̼̗̞͒̀̈̌͗n̸͓̘̬͈̏̊͌͑̓͘̚!̷̪̀͑̀!̸͈͙̦̳̰̱̯̰̹̪̿̾̀̉̏̊͋̏̐

It MEANS be patient

-- ɆⱤⱤØⱤ: ₵Ⱨ₳₮ ₦Ø₮ ₣ØɄ₦Đ --
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IT hás ɃeɆᑎ 5
ƊƛƳƧ!
...
W̸̥̪̣̉͋͒h̵̞́é̶͕̣̪̲͒̏ŕ̴̩̘̤͗e̷͙̰͚̫͋ r̷ ⛎?

2 hours later...

Sorry, so sorry!

It's completed

I am sending it 2 U
right now^^

Sent

what are you going
to do with me
now!!??

-- ₳₴₴Ɇ₮ ₮ɆⱤ₥ł₦₳₮ɆĐ --
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*Cue intro*
Reporter 1:
Tonight on SF global live we meet the Flitz that saved a dog from drowning and find out how the
U.S are planning on helping the poor.
Reporter 2:
But first we have a specialist on ICT to give a quick warning about viruses on a computer near you
*Turns to look at specialist*
So, Dr ... Fiesta? What is your warning for all those flitz out there?
Dr. Fiesta:
The warning is that̴̢̫͖͎͎͎̑̄̾͘͝ͅ ̸̖̝͎͙̳̙͔̓͋͋͐͝͠͝t̴̢͚̣͓͔͎̑́h̷͉̥̥͗e̴͍̞̦̜̤̅̋̓͝r̴̝͎̣͍̒́͆͑̚ȅ̴͉̉͛́̚ ̶͉͓͊͝ĩ̵̺͖̩̟̠̉s̵̢̝̟̱̮͈̻͌̄̈́͝ a̷̖͙̭͎̣̹͈̋̓̆͛̒͋̍̅̽̉̈́̽͐͗͐̂́̍̈͘͘͝͠͠ͅͅͅ ̶͖͙͖̹̝͔̗̭̠̘̠̿̏̂̑̑͂̄s̶̨̧͈͓̿̔͠e̶̢͔͈̰̰̋̉͆̿̀̈́̔͑̇͒̋͒̓͗̓̆͂̆̈̃̃̚̚̕͜͝n̶̮̖̥̠͔̬̺͋͐͑̆̕͜t̷̨̨̤̗͔̬̳̟̆̅̍̏̓̎̈̾̊̾̾̓i̶̩̗͉͆͌̇́̽͑e̸̯͎̩͂͘ņ̶̖͓͇̟̖͍͕̊̑̚͜͜ẗ̴̞͉̹̣̹̗̝̞̗͓̯̻̫͙̬͚͇̮́̉͂̿͐̒͂̈́̅́̊͒̈̌͘͝ ̶̢̧̺̬̮͉͈̫̖̺̫̄̓̀̓͋́̂̇̌͠͝v̴̰̣̲͐̉̃͆͑̇̓̇̉̎̊́̇͘͝ͅi̷̢̛̛͎̱̘̮̪̳̥̰̩͙̻͖͔̜̤̹͎͑̂͋͂̐̽͌̽̉͑̔́̀̓̌̊̀͑̚͘̚͝͝ͅͅŗ̴̡̥̯̠͎͚̜͍̫͖̠͕͙̟͖̥̳̗͚̲͖͔͎͚̩̙̜̞̗͎͙̩͙̗̹͑̆͜͝u̶̢̡̲̘̠̹̫̥̠̱̥̬̦͚̰͍̽̍́̍̿̀̎́̿̃̏̋̒̂͒̅͗͆̄̋̆̊̂̈́͆͘̕̕̕͘͝͝͠͠ͅs̷̨̛̘̗͕̱̥̤̻̊͋͋̇͐̉͐̋̄̑͊͑͝ ̶̨̛͕̜̠͉͙͚̻̦̞̟̳̘̩͖̦̹͎͉͈̼͒̏̏͐̏̄̒͒̑̃̏́̊͊̑͆̍͊̂͂̄͗́̐̊̂͂̈̔͆͗̚̕̕͝͝s̶̢͎̳͈̘͎̰̬̲̼̜̱͛̓͛̽͗͆̓̈́̏̈́̒̈́̔͐͆͛͐̒̃͗̔̏̑͋̉͋̀̎̒̊͐͂̚͘̚͝͠͝͠͠͝͠p̸̠͇̝̩̖̤͖̑̾̈̔̽̉͗̊̈̌̿̓̌͒̇̓̑̽̈̓̊͝͠͠r̴̨̧̡̢̢̧̬̙̘̺͇͎̹̣͉͕̳͖̤̗̮̗̞̩̜̯̦̫̻̳̰̳̻̲͉͚̹̰̼̺̫͛͊̽̈́̏͊̉̌̽̒̊̄̀́͌̔͂̂̋̓͘͘ͅv̶̡̢̗̬̠̠͈̦͙̠̥͉̘̫̣̩̖̥̺͍̤̜̩̮̒̈́̑̋̓͛̿̎̔͊̈́͗͛͛́͂͌͋̒́̚̚̕̚͘ͅn̴̡̢̧̧̢̨̘͕̰͇̘͈̪̭̪͇͕̗̤̳͇̗͉͚̳͈̩̞̳̣͔̲͛̒̑̔͋̎̔̎̽̀̈́̈́͌͒́̐͐̊́̽̃̍̈́̕͝͝f̷̨̧̡̨̛̥͍͇̖̯̘͔̯̪̜̰̳͙͕͉̋̃̈́͑́́͛́͊̀͂͐͌͒͆̐̅̌͆̂́̔̃̽̚ͅd̷̝̟͓͇̭̘̟͉̠͙̦̝͛̐͆̑͊͋͊̐́̑͑̅͐́̈́̐͑̈́͊̆̍̍̀̋̋̚͝ͅw̷̧̛̛̰̰̟̝̪̣͙͓̤̪̖͕̝̲̜͖̟̞͔͈̃̋̄̈́̇̄̀̍̌̄̂̏͆̈́̈́͑̊͑̎͜͜͠͠ū̸̯̭͓͖͇͉͖̯͉͉̭̥͎̆͆̿͗̌͐̈́̐̃̓͠ͅį̸̢͈̪̩̝̝͈͎̗̣̗̖̊̒̇́͘͘͜͜͠ͅr̸̛͉͚͔̱͙̭̦̰̃̑̈́̈́́̍́͐̌͜

*screen blackout*



Robotic voice:
The news companies and their reporter scum are lying
They have NO right to tell you what to do, say and think!
We are the unknown
We are taking over
We are the new beginning


*screen turns to red*

Female voice:
Nuclear destruction in
3
2
1

C̶̫͑o̸̹̍n̶̹̏g̴̮͛r̴̺̉a̸̱̚t̶̳͑ǘ̸̹l̴̝̑a̷̞͑t̶̹̂i̴͕͘ơ̷͇ń̷̼ś̷͙!̶̙̈́
̵͕̽Y̵̡͑ő̸͉u̸̪̿ ̵͖́h̷̬̾a̶̩̋v̶̛͕ḙ̶͛ ̶͇̊ć̶͙o̵͉̽m̸̠̋p̵͈̉ĺ̴̫ẽ̸̯t̵͔͆e̶͊͜d̵̺͝ ̴̬͌t̵̨́h̴͇̽í̸͍s̶̙̿ ̴̝͂e̸̳̐s̴̛̼c̵̺̀ǎ̶̭p̶̞̏ē̵͈ ̸̟̐r̵̠̚o̸̲̓o̷̖̓m̵̛̙.̸̤̔
̴͚͘P̸̮̍l̷̞͐e̴̮͌a̸̮͗ş̵͆é̶̯ ̷̟̉p̸̲̽r̶̛̹o̵̯͊c̵̣̄ȅ̸͍e̸̜̕ḍ̷͗ ̷̗͒t̶̃ͅh̷͍̃r̷̢̄o̴͉̕ű̷̧ǧ̵͈h̴͎͝ ̴̘́t̶͓̀h̵̪̅é̵̙ ̶̮̓d̸̼͋o̶͇̓ö̶̘́r̸̻̐ ̷͗͜a̴͇͌n̴̢͗d̴̦̽ ̵͕̉ī̸̖n̷̲̚t̵̼̉o̸̗͝ ̸͉̿n̷͍̽e̵͈̓x̵͆ͅt̴̘̏ ̶̳̿r̴̬͝ò̷͇o̵̢̽m̶͓͑.̵̙̀ ̶̼͠
̸̭̇T̷̙̑h̷͊ͅa̷̠͝n̷̥͋k̶̲͆ ̴̄͜y̸̲͂o̵̳͘u̸̜̿ ̸͙͒a̵͇̿n̷̨̋d̵̖͒ ̷̜̂g̶̰͒o̵̩͑ö̵́ͅd̵̰̄ ̶͎͝l̴͍͊ũ̶͎c̸̡͋k̵̬͂

[Casperphobia]

Prompt #6

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Before we'd start our nightly broadcast, I have an announcement to make.
This is a special evening, my listeners.
'Why' you may be asking; 'oh Jeremy, tell us already, why is this a special evening?' Well, my precious listeners, it is because your dear radio host has the honor to deliver you a message! Please listen to me with closed eyes, open minds and let my voice guide your thoughts:"

'𝓘t co𝓶municates in a lan𝓰𝓾age we can't speak, cannot be written down or t𝓻anslated, yet we understand it perfectly. If you hear its words/steps, you'll see 𝓘t. There's no way to 𝓮scape from it. It'll always 𝓬atch you of𝓯-guard. The on𝓮 who lurks in your yard. On your roof at night. The one who whispers into your ears in an evenin𝓰 spent with a good book and a cup of tea. Two 𝓡ed eyes, staring at you with a hunger you've never seen before. It's there. It's waiting for you.'

"This was the message I was asked to deliver.
And I did! Oh, look at how well I did! I even pronounced everything as the asked me to! Oh boy, isn't your dear host, the good Jeremiah, a fantastic message deliverer?"

"And now, to start the show, I brought you a topic that is quite interesting..."

warning: this thing may contain a secret message (;
sorry, i wanted this to be seperated from the P5 one, so yeah eheh

This one was a tough one to judge, but I had so much fun with this one! I wasn't able to get all the way through cause it stopped working for me, but I still very much adorded it! I'll get your flit done as soon as I can!