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Community Stories / Re: Cruther's Wolf
« on: January 30, 2016, 07:43:22 PM »
MESSIAH: INTERPRETATION

    Mankind has always been a source of frustration in my eyes.
    Indeed, my view is quite bitter for an almighty Savior, but my point still stands: causing useless conundrum and then refusing to take responsibility, it’s been quite stressful keeping up with their shenanigans. And to think, now I’ve come face-to-face with a troublesome assistant? Is my fortune truly this terrible?
    Nonetheless, I must continue my studies, no matter how tiring all this is. I must create more experiments even as I sigh at this newfound rowdiness. I should try to think of more efficient methods of communication with my clients. I have a feeling this case is merely the beginning of my troubles, and more influential information transfer will definitely help keep things under moderation. The data I receive might end up more useful, too.
    That being said, my head hurts.

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Community Stories / Re: Cruther's Wolf
« on: January 29, 2016, 12:57:58 AM »
ADAM: SYMBOL

    Melissa Bolden was a girl I pretended to know. I’ve seen her in person about two or three times, all from a safe distance, and the people I talked to around them introduced me to her so I wouldn’t have to actually speak to her. Short black hair, tall, a bruised right eye, quiet, loved marijuana, never dated, rumored to be a lesbian. I tended to associate her with a group of girls that I always saw giggling whenever she walked past. Some of them told me jokes about her, and I feigned amusement. She was just some underclassman, though. I don’t understand why people are so fascinated by others’ livelihoods.
    From now on, however, I knew I would associate the name Melissa Bolden with a mangled corpse, the centerpiece of the decaying parking lot.
    In an obvious attempt to conceal their anxiety, I heard some younger guys make slut jokes about Bolden, inciting faint memories of the bubbly girls that made fun of her in my mind.
    “I seriously caught a glimpse of it. Her legs were spread open so wide!”
    I simulated laughter with them, thinking of what I should do today.
    “...fuu…”
    I whirled around at the unexpected sigh behind me. It was a stocky kid with a dark buzz cut and groggy eyes.
    Wolfgang.
    “...” He stared at me as if he were expecting me to take the initiative.
    “H-hey,” I mumbled as I hid my surprise. “Did...did you hear?”
    “Di-did I hear?” he said hastily.
    “About the dead girl.”
    “D-d-dead girl?” he was now trembling, desperately searching for words. “S-someone died?”
    “Melissa Bolden, the tenth grader. They found her out in the parking lot. School got canceled and we’re stuck in the dorms.”
    “She was murdered?”
    I shook my head. “They don’t know yet.”
    “Ah…” His gaze was casted to the floor. His trembling continued. “W-w-what if the killer is s-still on campus?”
    “Weren’t you listening? They don’t know yet.”
    “W-what reason would she have to commit suicide?”
    “You’re awfully hung up on that murder idea, dude.” Wolfgang is pretty much the only person I understand at this school, and if there’s anything I know about him, he doesn’t get around much. What would he know about the other students?
    “...you’re..so uninterested…”
    I nearly jumped. “I-it’s not that I’m not, I’m j-just tired, that’s all…”
    “...So is everyone else,” he sighed.
    The only person I could comprehend was a pretty eccentric guy.

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Community Stories / Cruther's Wolf
« on: January 28, 2016, 11:58:24 PM »
heeyyyyy friends. I was bored so I decided to write a story based off a crappy video series I made (and deleted) called Bullworth's Wolf. I'll probably end up abandoning it like the original series anyway, but I'll write as much of it as I feel like, I guess. I don't really have a plot line, so I'm basically just making stuff up as I go, so it'll probably still be crappy.
here's the wattpad link if you want to follow it from there i guess: https://www.wattpad.com/story/61685156-cruther's-wolf


ADAM: PROLOGUE

“There’s no need to be afraid, Adam. I am the Messiah.”
My flesh stiffened against my bones, squeezing blood to my head and racing thoughts constricting my brain. The entirety of my existence was a mesh, a binding of crying trees and fading songbirds, all of it waxing and waning within a blanket of wispy gray. Yet there was no denying the rhythmical, beast-like sound calling out; it poisoned the serene ignorance I held inside for so long.
“I have come here to save you, my son. Recognize my voice. Disclose your sterile heart.”   
I wanted to breathe, but the intangible tendrils that bound me reminded me that I had no lungs. Next, I wanted to adjust to the sky.
“I have found an immaculate being in your world. In coming time, all Things will perish.”
It was then that I discovered my left half. It was completely indistinguishable from my right. I opened my mouth, and  a cascade of disturbing liquids flew off into the smoke. Cold slime lensed my eyes.
“Accept me as your Savior, and I will assure that you will be protected from the blinding onslaught.”
The world suddenly went dark. There was only me.
Only me.

A shrill noise broke off my dream. Flailing my arm around until my room was silent once again, I tried to lift my body out of the surrounding sheets, only to fall back into the pit of comfort. This was the same struggle I had every morning. No big deal: just ignore the urge to give in, get up, stretch. A monotone voice told me to get dressed, go downstairs and head to the cafeteria for breakfast. Almost everything I did felt instinctual.
Without tripping down the steep, sweat-mongering staircase like yesterday, I traversed down the expressionless halls until I was forced to make eye contact with some greasy-looking guy by the exit.
His face twisted and his eyes squinted. “What are you doing?”
I responded with a grunt.
“Dude, didn’t you hear? School’s canceled, and we’re not allowed outside.”
My hazy expression became sharp.
“Someone was killed.”

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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 25, 2013, 11:34:11 AM »
goodbye

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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 24, 2013, 06:50:10 PM »
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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 24, 2013, 06:13:34 PM »
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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 24, 2013, 06:13:12 PM »
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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 22, 2013, 02:19:10 PM »
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News & Updates / Re: Rules
« on: December 15, 2013, 08:15:28 PM »
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Video Stories / Re: Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 09, 2013, 09:41:33 PM »
goodbye

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Video Stories / Re: Walkers [Episode 10] - FINAL
« on: December 08, 2013, 09:12:27 PM »
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Video Stories / Bullworth's Wolf
« on: December 08, 2013, 09:08:56 PM »
goodbye

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Chapter 5 / Re: Complete Mayhem 2: Bullworth Academy
« on: December 08, 2013, 01:29:50 PM »
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News & Updates / Re: New Bully-Board theme!
« on: December 07, 2013, 06:06:54 PM »
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Bullworth Experiences / Re: If you were a Bullworth student
« on: December 07, 2013, 05:47:55 PM »
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