Haunted Ambrosia Halloween

[terraboN]

Once Upon a time there was a Mother,father and they had a baby, one night they had to go out for dinner with the fathers boss, so they had to hire a babysitter for him.
 once the baby's parents had gone the babysitter put the baby to sleep. but the baby started to cry, so the baby sitter went uptairs and put the baby to sleep, then she looked out the babys bedroom window and saw a strange man in a black hood and holding a HUGE axe, she thought its was just her imagination and walked back downstairs, but a few minutes later the baby started crying again, like last time she went back upstairs put the baby to sleep,
and looked out the window again, and the SAME man was still staring at her, but this time she got a little freaked out, and went down stairs, BUT this time the baby only cried for a short period of time then stopped... the babysitter went upstairs one more time and there was blood all over the walls, and the baby sitter was horrified when she saw the babys head was GONE!
 when the parents got home they called the police, so the babysitter,mother,father and a cop were in a circle the cop asked "was there anything suspicious in the room at the time?" the babysitter said "well there was a strange man in a hood with an axe staring at me through the babys bedroom window" suddenly the mother butted in and said: "THERES NO WINDOW IN THE BABYS ROOM THERES JUST A MIRROR...

Ahhh hahhaa i understand it nice story!

[Critical]

Alberto and Regalterror were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour. “We’d better stop.” Said Alberto. Regalterror nodded his head in agreement. When he stepped on the brake, the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They went off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline, After that an guy came called Arne and screw them off the helling

2nd part but only harry is in it
When Felix Agnus put up the life-sized shrouded bronze statue of a grieving angel, seated on a pedestal, in the Agnus family plot in the Druid Ridge Cemetery, he had no idea what he had started. The statue was a rather eerie figure by day, frozen in a moment of grief and terrible pain. At night, the figure was almost unbelievably creepy; the shroud over its head obscuring the face until you were up close to it. There was a living air about the grieving angel, as if its arms could really reach out and grab you if you weren't careful. ,
But Harry didn't notice and was so scared of the statue, After that the statue shaked and harry was like oooohno OOHNO AAAAAAAAAA and ran away like a chicken, The statue could use arms of 90 metres and was unstopabble,
The statue took harry's face and said who is here the baws!!
Harry said: Euhh si IM DA BAWS and gave the statue a bunch of scarest face, The statue said nice face and kissed harrys face, And died..
End
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My story
fails but its fun XD

[NM.Camper]

Here is my late story that i remembered right now:

There was only one man left on the planet

Then He Heard a Knock On The Door

Death, GREAT STORY I Wont Be Sleeping Tonight

[Platypus]

Here's a little stupid poem i wrote at school:

Sitting on the couch watching TV, feeling bored
just as if im feeling drunk tho.. I look out the window
but all i could see is everything in its own place
just like everyday, i ask my mom if i could hangout
with my friends but all she says is the word "NO!".

Besides, it sucks though so.. hmm sheesh! xD
Its not scary at all ffs. but i meant to write it this way.

[Deathknife]

Once Upon a time there was a Mother,father and they had a baby, one night they had to go out for dinner with the fathers boss, so they had to hire a babysitter for him.
 once the baby's parents had gone the babysitter put the baby to sleep. but the baby started to cry, so the baby sitter went uptairs and put the baby to sleep, then she looked out the babys bedroom window and saw a strange man in a black hood and holding a HUGE axe, she thought its was just her imagination and walked back downstairs, but a few minutes later the baby started crying again, like last time she went back upstairs put the baby to sleep,
and looked out the window again, and the SAME man was still staring at her, but this time she got a little freaked out, and went down stairs, BUT this time the baby only cried for a short period of time then stopped... the babysitter went upstairs one more time and there was blood all over the walls, and the baby sitter was horrified when she saw the babys head was GONE!
 when the parents got home they called the police, so the babysitter,mother,father and a cop were in a circle the cop asked "was there anything suspicious in the room at the time?" the babysitter said "well there was a strange man in a hood with an axe staring at me through the babys bedroom window" suddenly the mother butted in and said: "THERES NO WINDOW IN THE BABYS ROOM THERES JUST A MIRROR...

Great story Ren0k.
I really enjoyed reading it, way shorter then mine but way better

[terraboN]

This is the lame story i wrote in about 20 minutes




Grim Reaper


9:52 PM, 31st October 2012. The Night of Halloween.
Kids are out and about trick or treating whilst ambrosia sets off the night with a competition for the Halloween holiday. Many contestants are writing up their stories, exploring every corner of the forums for the treats and creating horrific pumpkins for the events. As far as the emperors are concerned, they’re worried about their servers. The Halloween wind is picking up in the UK , violently blowing the internet cables left to right. Raven, the most worried of all is scared his internet supply will suddenly cut off, along with the servers shutting down. Raven goes to his front door, peeps outside and sees the wind is getting stronger. But he is more curious of the red fog gathering at the end of the street. It was thick with a crimson red shade like blood, it smelled horrible and tasted 1,000 years old. Raven shuts the door astonished of what he just saw. “What the hell is going on outside….” Said Raven. 5 minutes later Raven meets up with Casper on TeamSpeak 3, discussing his thoughts of the red fog. “Well I have never heard of red fog before, seems peculiar, I don’t know how to help you out Raven, just keep your windows and doors shut I suppose, prevent the fog from entering the home, it may be toxic who knows” stated Casper. “ I suppose you’re right, I will see what happens, hope everything will remain fine” said Raven.
10 minutes pass whilst speaking to Casper, but suddenly Ravens electricity cuts off, his worst nightmare. All the lights switch off and the house is filled with silence. Raven is nervous, not knowing what to do next, so he runs to his front door and looks outside, the red fog grew more thicker and bigger than before. “Seriously Halloween night always ends up as a troublesome day…” said Raven. He shuts his door, then walks into his kitchen, drawing out a butchers knife from his drawers. “Might as well get some defence since I don’t know what the hell is going on…” Raven suggests. He then quietly tip-toes to his living room, only to find blood spilled over the carpet with an odd shaped skull lying next to it. Raven shouts in anger “Who the hell is doing this huh!?, show yourself!”.
Just after he shouts, he falls unconscious. A shadowy figure appears from behind, with a long red robe and a scythe in his right hand. He stares at Ravens body with his hollow eyes.
He lifts off his hood, to reveal his face, a skull 1,000 years old that looked like he had been born in hell. His voice is deep and sinister, “Raven, Raven, Raven… Finally you know not to play around with Grim Reaper…” Says Grim Reaper. He teleports himself and Raven to an underground system. He drags Raven across the floor towards a big door locked with a magical aura. He chants a few unknown words and the door opens, to reveal a room full of evil and insanity. He lifts Raven to his feet and grasps his head with his powerful ancient skeletal fingers. He twists it around , breaking his neck, then rips it off and consumes it, with a single mouthful. Ravens blood spills everywhere, on the damp and ancient floor. Grim Reaper then says “Remember when your father killed me? Yes this is revenge for that you pathetic mortal. Your father is next on my death list.” He drops Ravens body on the floor, then clicks his fingers and suddenly Demon appears at the entrance of the room. “Take this worthless body to the rotting chamber or feed him to my hell hounds, your choice.” Commands Grim in his deep and sinister voice. “Yes my lord, Raven shall be disposed to the hell hounds.” Demon replies while growling in his demonic voice. Demon drags Raven to the Hell hounds chamber, whilst Grim Reaper draws out an ancient scroll. He checks off the name “Raven” listed on the scroll, and marks it “DEAD”. He writes down another name on the scroll, “Craven” and marks it as “Ravens Dad, Still alive”. Suddenly Demon returns with Ravens soul, which has been compressed in a glass marble. He hands it to Grim, then Grim calls his Eagle, an Ancient Eagle with Crimson Red eyes staring at the marble. “Take this to the Devil my Eagle…” Grim Commands, then the eagle sets off in the abyssal black sky on his way to the Devils Lair. Grim sits back on his throne of skulls, pleased of his work. He glares at his mighty Scythe, wielding it proudly in his right skeletal hand. He clicks his fingers and the Crimson Red doors shut. The room fills in darkness and everything stops moving, the room is lifeless. Next year Grim Reaper will stalk the streets of London and choose his next soul to torment…

The End, Written by Grim/BonBon.
Amount of words in this story: 827.
Date Written: 4/11/2012





JUST A NOTE RAVEN I DON'T HATE YOU I JUST NEEDED TO PUT YOU IN STORY! LOL

[Deathknife]

This is the lame story i wrote in about 20 minutes




Grim Reaper


9:52 PM, 31st October 2012. The Night of Halloween.
Kids are out and about trick or treating whilst ambrosia sets off the night with a competition for the Halloween holiday. Many contestants are writing up their stories, exploring every corner of the forums for the treats and creating horrific pumpkins for the events. As far as the emperors are concerned, they’re worried about their servers. The Halloween wind is picking up in the UK , violently blowing the internet cables left to right. Raven, the most worried of all is scared his internet supply will suddenly cut off, along with the servers shutting down. Raven goes to his front door, peeps outside and sees the wind is getting stronger. But he is more curious of the red fog gathering at the end of the street. It was thick with a crimson red shade like blood, it smelled horrible and tasted 1,000 years old. Raven shuts the door astonished of what he just saw. “What the hell is going on outside….” Said Raven. 5 minutes later Raven meets up with Casper on TeamSpeak 3, discussing his thoughts of the red fog. “Well I have never heard of red fog before, seems peculiar, I don’t know how to help you out Raven, just keep your windows and doors shut I suppose, prevent the fog from entering the home, it may be toxic who knows” stated Casper. “ I suppose you’re right, I will see what happens, hope everything will remain fine” said Raven.
10 minutes pass whilst speaking to Casper, but suddenly Ravens electricity cuts off, his worst nightmare. All the lights switch off and the house is filled with silence. Raven is nervous, not knowing what to do next, so he runs to his front door and looks outside, the red fog grew more thicker and bigger than before. “Seriously Halloween night always ends up as a troublesome day…” said Raven. He shuts his door, then walks into his kitchen, drawing out a butchers knife from his drawers. “Might as well get some defence since I don’t know what the hell is going on…” Raven suggests. He then quietly tip-toes to his living room, only to find blood spilled over the carpet with an odd shaped skull lying next to it. Raven shouts in anger “Who the hell is doing this huh!?, show yourself!”.
Just after he shouts, he falls unconscious. A shadowy figure appears from behind, with a long red robe and a scythe in his right hand. He stares at Ravens body with his hollow eyes.
He lifts off his hood, to reveal his face, a skull 1,000 years old that looked like he had been born in hell. His voice is deep and sinister, “Raven, Raven, Raven… Finally you know not to play around with Grim Reaper…” Says Grim Reaper. He teleports himself and Raven to an underground system. He drags Raven across the floor towards a big door locked with a magical aura. He chants a few unknown words and the door opens, to reveal a room full of evil and insanity. He lifts Raven to his feet and grasps his head with his powerful ancient skeletal fingers. He twists it around , breaking his neck, then rips it off and consumes it, with a single mouthful. Ravens blood spills everywhere, on the damp and ancient floor. Grim Reaper then says “Remember when your father killed me? Yes this is revenge for that you pathetic mortal. Your father is next on my death list.” He drops Ravens body on the floor, then clicks his fingers and suddenly Demon appears at the entrance of the room. “Take this worthless body to the rotting chamber or feed him to my hell hounds, your choice.” Commands Grim in his deep and sinister voice. “Yes my lord, Raven shall be disposed to the hell hounds.” Demon replies while growling in his demonic voice. Demon drags Raven to the Hell hounds chamber, whilst Grim Reaper draws out an ancient scroll. He checks off the name “Raven” listed on the scroll, and marks it “DEAD”. He writes down another name on the scroll, “Craven” and marks it as “Ravens Dad, Still alive”. Suddenly Demon returns with Ravens soul, which has been compressed in a glass marble. He hands it to Grim, then Grim calls his Eagle, an Ancient Eagle with Crimson Red eyes staring at the marble. “Take this to the Devil my Eagle…” Grim Commands, then the eagle sets off in the abyssal black sky on his way to the Devils Lair. Grim sits back on his throne of skulls, pleased of his work. He glares at his mighty Scythe, wielding it proudly in his right skeletal hand. He clicks his fingers and the Crimson Red doors shut. The room fills in darkness and everything stops moving, the room is lifeless. Next year Grim Reaper will stalk the streets of London and choose his next soul to torment…

The End, Written by Grim/BonBon.
Amount of words in this story: 827.
Date Written: 4/11/2012





JUST A NOTE RAVEN I DON'T HATE YOU I JUST NEEDED TO PUT YOU IN STORY! LOL

Great story. Only took you 20 minutes? Took me like a month to write mine :@

[Razzi]

ooo how nice to see my bro add me in his story

I loved the story!
It was amazing!!

[Arne]

Impressive Deathknife.

Impressive.