[eleutheromania]

black extreme piebald
accessories: halo, glow.

prompt: ghosts, favorite ghost story. ends halloween.

username: Wileyfangs
name: Boo
sex: Female
kennel: 9 - 5 Kennel

transparent no items.

[vixiebun]

username: starii ★
name: Gomez
sex: male
kennel: Monarca Papilo
prompt: This is a real story -

Before we moved into the current house we own, my parents were checking it out and came one day unexpectedly to see the house where they saw the old people carrying the boxes out of the house and walking. The next day when they came back with the realtor they learned the reason why the house was being sold, the old couple had passed and now the children wanted to sell the home. When I first walked into my room I asked my mother if the house was haunted- she said no. here was a corner in the living room that always made cold but i braved up and stood in the spot. I felt content and oddly cold but ok. The first night my sister and I slept in the room we felt the presence of two people and awoke to them touching us. The following morning my sister claimed angels visited us.

[Andromeda]

Marking!

[~Rush Furry~]

username: ~Rush Furry~
name:
sex: Male
kennel:
prompt: WIP!

[Wileyfangs]

username: Wileyfangs
name: Boo
sex: Female
kennel: 9 - 5 Kennel
prompt:
It's said that on 1800 Street, down the winding alleys and old brick housing skeleton branches scratch at the sky in the wind. In the red-blue of the dying sun on an old abandoned road there lived a family. A little boy and his mother.

The mother, Vanessa and her son, Jules were very close. A tiny family of two, they were not rich and barely not poor. Every day Vanessa would walk her son to school in a new handmade quilt and everyday that quilt would disappear. One day frustrated with her son's seemingly carelessness she snapped at the boy while making dinner.

"Why do I make you a quilt for you to lose eh?!"

Her son replied.
"They're not lost mama. But I cannot get them back."

"Well why not?! Do you not love your mama's handmade quilts? Why do you lose them so?!"

But the boy would not answer and this angered his mother. So she said, "You have better find every quilt, my son, for I refuse to make you any other until you do."

The next day was the first time she walked her son to school with not a single stitch and the poor boy was forced to shiver at her side in the chilling winds.

"Mama, please. I promise I'll find them."
But his mother wouldn't listen. The boy went to school chilled to the bone.

When he went in, Jules immediately went to find the quilts which had been in the boiler room of the school as they always were. But nestled in them was an old and dusty grey dog with white blind eyes.

"I'm sorry Senior. But I must take the quilts back."
The old dog looked up at him forlornly and the sight struck the poor boy the way the dog seemed to heft himself up on arthritis ridden bones and shaky tendons.

[houndoom]

username: 
houndoom
name: 
Harpamine
sex: 
female
kennel:
will link later!!
prompt:
res res res

[certified]

username: certified
name: Boog
sex: Male
kennel: White Orchard Kennels
prompt: The Big Toe. It's a story in "Scary stories to Tell in the Dark". It was kind of spooky at first, and ended up just chuckling every time he heard "Toe" after.

[Psychxpath!]

xx

[RosslynRouge]

username: RosslynRouge
name: Lucille
sex: Female
kennel: n/a
prompt:

In the forgotten districts of the city, those avoided by even the least fortunate, a lone soul wanders the cracked pathways and crumbling buildings. When dusk falls, and the light of the moon falls upon the ground, one can hear distant steps trailing after them. Some even speak of a light which fills the air.
Though many fear the spirit, there are those who know its true purpose.

In the darkness, the ghost provides a light for the lost, to guide them.

Where there is danger, it pads alongside the vulnerable, to guard them.

In the cold, it stays beside those without warmth, to comfort them.

Where there is loneliness, it stays with the hopeless, to reassure them.

After all, the spirit of a stray has felt all of these before; and she would not wish them upon another.

[eleutheromania]

username: Wileyfangs
name: Boo
sex: Female
kennel: 9 - 5 Kennel
prompt:
It's said that on 1800 Street, down the winding alleys and old brick housing skeleton branches scratch at the sky in the wind. In the red-blue of the dying sun on an old abandoned road there lived a family. A little boy and his mother.

The mother, Vanessa and her son, Jules were very close. A tiny family of two, they were not rich and barely not poor. Every day Vanessa would walk her son to school in a new handmade quilt and everyday that quilt would disappear. One day frustrated with her son's seemingly carelessness she snapped at the boy while making dinner.

"Why do I make you a quilt for you to lose eh?!"

Her son replied.
"They're not lost mama. But I cannot get them back."

"Well why not?! Do you not love your mama's handmade quilts? Why do you lose them so?!"

But the boy would not answer and this angered his mother. So she said, "You have better find every quilt, my son, for I refuse to make you any other until you do."

The next day was the first time she walked her son to school with not a single stitch and the poor boy was forced to shiver at her side in the chilling winds.

"Mama, please. I promise I'll find them."
But his mother wouldn't listen. The boy went to school chilled to the bone.

When he went in, Jules immediately went to find the quilts which had been in the boiler room of the school as they always were. But nestled in them was an old and dusty grey dog with white blind eyes.

"I'm sorry Senior. But I must take the quilts back."
The old dog looked up at him forlornly and the sight struck the poor boy the way the dog seemed to heft himself up on arthritis ridden bones and shaky tendons.

winner

1 point to
rosslyn
starii
certified