[Saikiyo]

from the depth of this egg, you can hear screams of what ever the shell of the egg and the chains are holding wants out. the restless egg gives you a uneasy feeling.




-gender Male
-name Kaleidas (Kahl-AI-das)
-species name Canis Mortis (Dog of Death)
-favourite game Ghost in the Graveyard
-favourite food Apples
-personality Kaleidas isan enigmatic figure that stalks the shadows, watching the world through a cynical pair of glowing eyes. Kaleidas is often known for being waspish, easily bothered, and always in pain, for some reason. His friends speculate that Kaleidas was born with some kind of disease that makes him hypersensitive to pain.



believe it or not, the idea for this came while i was watching my little pony (yes, i watch mlp:fim) and then you see what this grows up into and think "how on earth did Pinky Pie make you think of this?" changelings my friend. changelings made me think of this. (pinky had nothing to do with the design, just thought i'd let you know)
(Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall, learn to face your fears. You'll see that they can't hurt you, just laugh to make them disappear )


this is a story egg, but not just any story will do, it has to be a scay/ghost story! ooooOOOOooo! it doesn't have to be about this egg, it can be about what ever you want (if you want it to be about the egg, go for it ^^), as long as it's scary. i just want a few paragraphs at most, not looking for a novel, and all the work (story, writing, characters...) must be your own! you may use your pre-made characters (like your fursona) but do not use other peoples characters/settings (no, i don't want Harry potter in Narnia)


have fun! scariest story wins, and that is scariest to me. ends the first of May (you have 2 days, maybe an extra if needed)

[RaistlinAgaric]

Arg! Not on my computer right now!!!!!!!!!!!!! I gotta start writing this though!

WARNING: NOT FOR THE FAINT HEART, THIS STORY IS BLOODY!

You watch mutely as the pentacle before you begins to glow. A dark, foreboding aura enters the room as a dark, bloody red shines off of the walls and you. The feeling of a presence in the room prickles in the back of your neck and you turn. A women, dressed in a wedding gown, has a butcher's knife sticking out of her chest.

"Help me," She whispers, nearing you with an outstretched hand, "Help me! Help me! HELP ME!" She screams. Suddenly, her face turns into a skull and she flies toward you, the knife sticking out of her midsection now flying toward you. You close your eyes, preparing for death, but a cold wind rushes over you, and the spirit is gone.

A scream splits the darkness as another spirit appears, this time a young girl. She is missing both of her eyes, and her teeth are missing too. She is holding a doll that is also missing her eyes.

The girl smiles at you as she rises from the center of the pentacle, "Come with me," She calls out softly, a fingerless hand reaching out toward you, "Come with me and we can be happy together," She blinks and a pair of red eyes appear where sockets once were, "Come with me and we shall avenge my death! Come and I shall show you what lies in the farthest reaches of the galaxy," She begins walking, before a large, red hand reaches out and grabs the girl. She screams and blood goes flying from her mouth onto your face. You back away in horror as the hand pulls her back in. She lets out a piercing scream before she disappears.

"Don't worry," A new, soft voice whispers, "They cannot hurt you," You turn around to see a young girl, about eight years old, standing in the doorway. The pentacle stops glowing and you get a good look at the girl. Her head's bowed, allowing her long black hair falls around her pallid skin, and she is clutching a bear in his left hand. In her right, she is firmly grasping a cross with a pointed end. She smiles, and you see a set of bloody teeth underneath. She begins to walk slowly toward you, "yet, you should worry. See, I can hurt you."

You try to move, but notice that your feet are stuck. You try to scream, but you can't. You have lost control of your body, and your vision is fading. Spirits rise from the pentacle and form a circle around you and the nearing girl.

"Wait!" You cry, "What have I done to you to deserve death?"

"Oh?" The girl whispers, smile growing insane, "You don't remember?"

You shake your head, and the girl sets the bear and gun down before clasping her hands together in a prayer-like format, she bows her head and begins to sing, "Beata Maria, Beata Maria, Et tibit Pater, Kyrie Eleison, Mea culpa, Mea Culpa, Pater. Glory to God! Forgive my sins!"

You whimper at the haunting tune that is sung and try to run again, but you can't move. Spirits with ripped faces, bleeding, or crying are beginning to near you, and you feel the ground under you give way, but you do not fall

A red creature with black eyes and a malevolent smirk rises from under you and nears you, slowly, "Retribution," He whispers and he grabs your head, then the fallen gun, and points it at you."

"Mea Culpa," You whisper."


Wow, that was bloodier than I intended.

[wildly-unaware]

I am going to do this about the egg! I can't go to high scary level but I can go to a scaryish 'Oh did that just happen ?!' ish type story..if that makes sense

This is based in a school at night, yet nor of or two main characters no that it is haunted... with some of the most terrifi

12:37 PM
Paulina wandered through school corridor. "A-are you sure this is a good idea?" Caroline asked her scared they would get caught at this time of night. "Shhh, all we have to do is steal the answers...and my phone back....then we can get the heck outta here!" Paulina said wandering off to the staircase. Caroline wasn't sure but went through with her friend. a cool breeze touched Caroline's face, like someone breathing on her.... She gasped and grabbed on to Paulina. "What!" she whispered loudly. "I-I felt something breathing on my face!" "It was probably just the wind! down man up!" Caroline glared at her friend. Then she looked around... there was no window to let in a breeze like that......

Start done! much more to happen

[wildly-unaware]

Tehe i really am loving the fact that Pinkie Pie and Flutter Shy did make you think of this :L then the changelings omg I love that episode lol yeah I whatch it too I actually can't wait to see what comes out of this egg!

[coelagirl]

Heh, ponies.

I should never have gone into that house. Never, never, never. But I did.
It was a dare, a stupid dare. I realized it for the first time, standing on the steps that creaked and bent under my weight.
I should have stopped right there, but I didn't. I went in.
It was nearly pitch black inside, the only light streaming through the grime coated windows and a few cracks in the dilapidated ceiling, causing the prevalent dust motes to glow like torches. The foyer was large and richly furnished even after all these years, though once posh couches, tables and chairs were now moldering and covered in the same dust that flowed like liquid through the air.
I took a few steps to a long table in the center of the hall. It had a pair of candelabras and a vase which still miraculously contained a flower. I touched the flower, which had been a rose, and it joined the cloying dust in the air.
I wiped my dusty fingers on my jeans and shook my head. Ten minutes, right? That was all I had to stay in this creepy place, then I could be out in the day and the sun again. I took a seat in a cleaner looking char and waited.
Roughly five minutes had gone by when I began to hear the noise. It was like... footsteps, but footsteps of a creature made of jell-o.
I gripped the edge of my seat and my heart pounded. Where was my sister? My mother? My father? What would they think if I didn't come back?
No, I re-assured myself, your mind is playing tricks on you. How could there be footsteps? This house has been deserted for thirty years.
How wrong I was.
I had left the door open on my way in and a soft, cool summer breeze drifted in, along with some light. The open door was like a portal to salvation.
I heard the Jell-o footsteps again, but I managed to convince myself that they were certainly not coming closer. I squeezed my eyes tight shut, the light from the open door burning red into my eyeball. Then all was dark.
I opened my eyes, by stomach boiling with fear at what I might see.
Something loomed in front of me, blocking the light from the open doorway. I squeezed my eyes shut again and whispered, my voice breaking with fear "It'snotrealit'snotrealit'snotreal"
A sound came from the thing, somewhere between a growl and a snarl. I screamed and ran.
I was rash, I know. But fear held me in it's iron vice as I sprinted up the back stairs and deeper in to the house.
The Jell-o steps followed me, sounding like a horse's canter now. It was on four feet and therefore, faster then I.
Hoping for a barricade between us, I dodged into the nearest room, slamming the door behind me and grabbing a chair from a near by table and shoved it under the nob, effectively stopping the door from opening .
I leaned against the wall, huffing. What had happened? Where was I? What was that thing?
Outside, there was a sound like someone throwing a piece of meat on a chopping block. I screamed. It was trying to break in the door!
Huddling against the far wall, I waited for the inevitable.
The door did not break. In fact, as I gained courage and looked up, I saw that it didn't even bend against the barrage. I was safe.
Then I realized: I wasn't.
That door was the only door, indeed, the only entrance to the room. And it was the only exit.
Flinching at every pound, I made my way around the room. There was a bed, still hung with draperies and made with rich sheets, a table adorned with sheaves of paper, a quill and a stoppered ink bottle, a dresser filled with moldering rags that had once been beautiful dresses, and ,of course, the chair I had shoved under the door nob.
The only light in the room came from an arrow slit, so tiny birds couldn't even fly in or out.
I was trapped.
I am trapped.
It's been two days since I first set foot in this accursed place. I am so thirsty, so hungry. I think I will die here.
The thing that greeted me on my first day here has never lost interest in my door. It has battered this door all day and all night, yet hasn't even made a dent.
Me? I decided to wright this down so if ever anyone came in here to find my emaciated body, they'd know what happened.
Funny though, I'm not scared. I only wonder what my family will do without me. I'll miss them. I hope they don't forget me.
I don't think the thing will go away. I think it will pound on this door forever, even after I die.
I think a quick death might be nice. After all, I don't think there's another way this can end.
I'm opening the door now.

[teacup.]

My Entry :3

Alexis crept silently through the forest and she heard a twig break,her head darted around,she saw nothing.She shook her head so her monocle almost fell out.She carried on walking before she saw a white flash in front of her and felt herself be swept off of her feet and she shrieked.Ghosts?!Surely there weren't ghosts here...She screamed as she felt blood pooling out of her and she turned,seeing a huge black objext with massive red eyes,staring down at her,blood dripping from its claws.She blacked out...

[Work in Progress!]

[Saikiyo]

Tehe i really am loving the fact that Pinkie Pie and Flutter Shy did make you think of this :L then the changelings omg I love that episode lol yeah I whatch it too I actually can't wait to see what comes out of this egg!

well, Fluttershy had nothing to do with it nor did pinky (just the song i thought was fitting) the whole idea came from Queen Chrysalis


edit, .:ϰѦɛω˩σʌɛяϰ:., thanks


these stories are off to a great start! can't wait to see them done ^^

[teacup.]

[I removed it and I am thinking of Finishing my entry soon.]

[Vespur]

Breaths where ragged as I heard the noise creeping up like a monster inside my mind. It was grinning with hunting blood red eyes as it came closer to laugh only in my face though from inside its soul of its eyes I could see death lingering. Running stopped me as it ran in front of me to stop my escape as trees jerked around to face me or cage me by the creatures mind. Screams where blocked as I looked upward to watch as the hard dark grey trees grew there long thick branches over my head as a cage would be before another laugh took my eyes towards the hole which was created from the monster as it misted into the cage. I turned hoping to get away form the glowing eyes of blood, black body with razor claws that scrapped the soild dirt ground.
No hope. The creature with acid that dripped down its jaw came closer with a grin on its teeth that hitched up into a cruel grin as it was halfway to me, and even with lawing at the trees cage that held us I couldn't free myself. This time when I felt a cold iced hand I turned towards the holder for the hand that had black claws as well as misting body. Turning I stared up to face it, but as I did so the creatures teeth opened to decede straight at my eyes..then pain..
I jerked away form the dream which had been the same for me for days on end inside the creepy house my parents got. I rubbed my eyes in the midnight darkness at the fog covering them gently from sleep. Without much better to do as well as a try to return to my slumber I got up from the soft bed to head into the bathroom where I could take a pill for my sleep. Though as I flicked the light up, opened the window cabinet once I shut it the window was black with red eyes grinning at me once more with the smile of venom. I stumbled backward as the pills in my hand dropped from my grasp. The creature of black reached out from the window to grasp my neck with a iced black hand that wrapped around me like a snake, and with a blink of its eyes I knew this time this was not a dream. I could not scream as it tighted its grasp around my neck as blood began to come from its claws in red drops that dripped down its hand in a small tingle like water. Though even by the smell I knew who's blood it was as it went down its elbow, and onto the tile floor now that was barely seen by the flicker of light above my head. My blood. Again I claws up at the unknown creature hoping to escape from its grasp, but only laughed before letting its snake like tounge rip form its teeth to hiss at me. It a hard attempt to break free I looked around before seeing a razor on the table top, and reach down with my length of my arm I grabbed it in my hand to rake it across his face. When I did so he hissed out in pain before dropping me as black acid poured out of his face with a lot of blood coming loss to roll at my feet. I screamed before running out of the bathroom, but more screams entered inside the house. There where of my parents. Dreams. Its a dream...it must.
Again I woke up to see only at my side where my bed rest was a black egg standing there on the table top with chains linked around it. I looked into its shining black window to see myself once more, before my head fell back again into a another set of dreams. Though before I drifted away a tiny bit of screams laughed before I went under.

[coelagirl]

Egads, my story seems quite long. hope you enjoy it (even if I'm not the best horror writer )