Liquid Ocelot
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Liquid Ocelot
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...bumping because I want this and I will finish what I started
eventually.
eventually.
Mayor Lark
Bow to the Queen
this is bad but here
Making the daily rounds of your town, you find little indications of worn away earth, cracks in the ground that seem to appear overnight. You can dig up the bones of long-dead animals. The museum curator doesn't talk much about them. He doesn't even praise you for the completion of your fossil collection.
No one ever really mentions it, the origin of these fossils.
Everyone knows but you.
But you don't need to know, right?
It was a long time ago, and those villagers are long dead.
Making the daily rounds of your town, you find little indications of worn away earth, cracks in the ground that seem to appear overnight. You can dig up the bones of long-dead animals. The museum curator doesn't talk much about them. He doesn't even praise you for the completion of your fossil collection.
No one ever really mentions it, the origin of these fossils.
Everyone knows but you.
But you don't need to know, right?
It was a long time ago, and those villagers are long dead.
I tried to write one. My English isn't that good though. I apologise in advance for any mistakes.
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He was at the beach when it happened. Fishing at the dock. Just like Isabelle had told him to.
"Mayor!", a voice called and he turned his head; he small red ball with the hook attached to it still touching the water.
Dotty was standing a few meters behind him on the white sand. He looked right into her big, black eyes. Like every time when she approached him, he came to think that these eyes looked kind of hollow.
"What is it?", he asked and she smiled at him.
"Ah, it's nothing. I just wanted your company."
"Uhm... right."
"May I watch you fishing?"
"Sure."
He turned his eyes back on the sea and tried to concentrate. He could feel Dotty's presence behind him. It was weird. Being watched like that.
Should he tell her that he felt uncomfortable? That she should go away?
"Mayor! It's a shark!", Dotty shouted. Her eyes turned red from excitement.
Now he saw it too. The giant dark shadow under the water. The fin.
"I didn't now that sharks live here", he said and felt sick. This thing could have killed him while swimming. Why did no one tell him about it?
He just wanted to get the rod's hook out of the water, when Dotty said:
"Catch it, Mayor!"
"What?"
"Try to catch the shark with your rod, Mayor! We still need one for our museum."
"The rod will break!"
"Nah, it won't. You can easily catch a shark with that rod, Mayor. It's a fine one. I can help you if you're not strong enough to pull the shark."
Suddenly she stood right behind him. "O-okay, I'll try."
The shark swam now right in front of the dock. Just a bit nearer...
Just when he thought the shark would swallow the hook, another fin appeared. And another.
"Dotty, there are-", he began and suddenly felt her paw clamping his shirt.
"I really liked you, mayor. But I - we all think - you need to taste the void. Just like Maple did. Just like Flurry did. Just like my sister Ruby did."
"What-"
He tried to turn around to see her face and caught a glance, of her big, red eyes, while she pushed him forward. They had the colour of blood.
When he fell into the water, he already knew that the sharks would get him.
- - - Post Merge - - -
Wow, I really like this one^^
- - - Post Merge - - -
Like that one too :3
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He was at the beach when it happened. Fishing at the dock. Just like Isabelle had told him to.
"Mayor!", a voice called and he turned his head; he small red ball with the hook attached to it still touching the water.
Dotty was standing a few meters behind him on the white sand. He looked right into her big, black eyes. Like every time when she approached him, he came to think that these eyes looked kind of hollow.
"What is it?", he asked and she smiled at him.
"Ah, it's nothing. I just wanted your company."
"Uhm... right."
"May I watch you fishing?"
"Sure."
He turned his eyes back on the sea and tried to concentrate. He could feel Dotty's presence behind him. It was weird. Being watched like that.
Should he tell her that he felt uncomfortable? That she should go away?
"Mayor! It's a shark!", Dotty shouted. Her eyes turned red from excitement.
Now he saw it too. The giant dark shadow under the water. The fin.
"I didn't now that sharks live here", he said and felt sick. This thing could have killed him while swimming. Why did no one tell him about it?
He just wanted to get the rod's hook out of the water, when Dotty said:
"Catch it, Mayor!"
"What?"
"Try to catch the shark with your rod, Mayor! We still need one for our museum."
"The rod will break!"
"Nah, it won't. You can easily catch a shark with that rod, Mayor. It's a fine one. I can help you if you're not strong enough to pull the shark."
Suddenly she stood right behind him. "O-okay, I'll try."
The shark swam now right in front of the dock. Just a bit nearer...
Just when he thought the shark would swallow the hook, another fin appeared. And another.
"Dotty, there are-", he began and suddenly felt her paw clamping his shirt.
"I really liked you, mayor. But I - we all think - you need to taste the void. Just like Maple did. Just like Flurry did. Just like my sister Ruby did."
"What-"
He tried to turn around to see her face and caught a glance, of her big, red eyes, while she pushed him forward. They had the colour of blood.
When he fell into the water, he already knew that the sharks would get him.
- - - Post Merge - - -
Wow, I really like this one^^
- - - Post Merge - - -
Like that one too :3
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Swiftstream
ethreal
First chapter/section~
“S-She’s gone mayor” The small black cat said quietly. I shook my head in disbelief.
“No, she’s here. She’s always been there!” I said defiantly not wanting to accept reality.
Isabelle… I repeated in my mind.
Section I
Sometimes people have to take a break from things, and do something else. I am one of those people.
“Where have you been?” The monkey in the suit demanded. His usual hat was gone, and he looked much older than he was before.
“Nowhere special, just the mainland. Long-time no see though, Porter.” I handed my passport to him.
“Things changed y’know.” He nodded and opened the gate for me.
At first I didn’t know what he meant, but the moment I stepped out I realized.
The perfectly green grass was worn to almost nothing, the trees were cleared away, and the flowers were gone.
After being dazed for a while, a familiar voice called my name.
“Mayor!” A small black cat appeared in the distance.
“Kiki!” I ran towards her. She looked worn out, and her usual outfit was switched out for something that resembled rags.
“Where’s Isabelle? What happened?” I called desperately.
“S-She’s gone mayor” The small black cat said quietly. I shook my head in disbelief.
“No, she’s here. She’s always been there!” I said defiantly not wanting to accept reality.
Isabelle… I repeated in my mind.
“Who’s the new comer?” A loud voice boomed behind us.
“I-I’m sorry!” Kiki backed away as I turned to see who it was.
The large raccoon towered over the both of us, as he studied me meticulously.
“Perhaps, YOU’RE the one who was our old mayor?” His laugh was terrifying.
“Tom Nook right?” I thought out loud.
“King Nook” He glared at me furiously.
“Tut tut, you’re no longer mayor. Starting tomorrow you’ll preform manual labor in sector B. Should you not show up, my servants will hunt you down. You certainly wouldn’t want to share the same fate as your assistant right?
Or should I say dead assistant” Nook smiled horribly.
“No, she’s here. She’s always been there!” I said defiantly not wanting to accept reality.
Isabelle… I repeated in my mind.
Section I
Sometimes people have to take a break from things, and do something else. I am one of those people.
“Where have you been?” The monkey in the suit demanded. His usual hat was gone, and he looked much older than he was before.
“Nowhere special, just the mainland. Long-time no see though, Porter.” I handed my passport to him.
“Things changed y’know.” He nodded and opened the gate for me.
At first I didn’t know what he meant, but the moment I stepped out I realized.
The perfectly green grass was worn to almost nothing, the trees were cleared away, and the flowers were gone.
After being dazed for a while, a familiar voice called my name.
“Mayor!” A small black cat appeared in the distance.
“Kiki!” I ran towards her. She looked worn out, and her usual outfit was switched out for something that resembled rags.
“Where’s Isabelle? What happened?” I called desperately.
“S-She’s gone mayor” The small black cat said quietly. I shook my head in disbelief.
“No, she’s here. She’s always been there!” I said defiantly not wanting to accept reality.
Isabelle… I repeated in my mind.
“Who’s the new comer?” A loud voice boomed behind us.
“I-I’m sorry!” Kiki backed away as I turned to see who it was.
The large raccoon towered over the both of us, as he studied me meticulously.
“Perhaps, YOU’RE the one who was our old mayor?” His laugh was terrifying.
“Tom Nook right?” I thought out loud.
“King Nook” He glared at me furiously.
“Tut tut, you’re no longer mayor. Starting tomorrow you’ll preform manual labor in sector B. Should you not show up, my servants will hunt you down. You certainly wouldn’t want to share the same fate as your assistant right?
Or should I say dead assistant” Nook smiled horribly.
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This is from Pietro's point of view.
I fell to the ground, sobbing. I had just been beat by the mayor. He said I should go suicide on the cliff. I actually thought about that. Abomination... they called me. Creepy, horrible.. They called me all these things. For this, I do not know why. I thought... I was nice to them. I complimented them. I even flirted sometimes. But they still hate me. No matter WHAT, they will hate me. I got up and wiped my tears. I slowly walked to my house, head down, getting drenched by rain. I decided not to take out my umbrella, to avoid anymore beatings. Then I saw the mayor. I quickly thought, I'll tell him I'm leaving and then he won't beat me! I ran up to him and said, "Good afternoon, Joe! I decided I'm going to leave on the 17th of this month. Only 3 days! Hope we can see each other before that time comes!" But I knew that wasn't happening.
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I fell to the ground, sobbing. I had just been beat by the mayor. He said I should go suicide on the cliff. I actually thought about that. Abomination... they called me. Creepy, horrible.. They called me all these things. For this, I do not know why. I thought... I was nice to them. I complimented them. I even flirted sometimes. But they still hate me. No matter WHAT, they will hate me. I got up and wiped my tears. I slowly walked to my house, head down, getting drenched by rain. I decided not to take out my umbrella, to avoid anymore beatings. Then I saw the mayor. I quickly thought, I'll tell him I'm leaving and then he won't beat me! I ran up to him and said, "Good afternoon, Joe! I decided I'm going to leave on the 17th of this month. Only 3 days! Hope we can see each other before that time comes!" But I knew that wasn't happening.
PaperLuigi3
CCR
Redd sold you a fake painting. The next day, police find him dead in his tent, from killing himself with a knife in his right hand. The problem? He's left handed.
I know I reserved a space and everything, but I'm on my phone right now so lolno.
Btw, I didn't proofread. There should be 1-3 curse words.
Btw, I didn't proofread. There should be 1-3 curse words.
He stared at the wide expanse of space the laid itself before him. It was exactly the same as before: the paths he had walked on, Re-tail right next to the station, a forest of Cedar right by the river. However —something didn't feel right. Maybe it was the fact that there was no one in sight. No, that couldn't be it. It was 7:30 AM, he expected everyone to be asleep. And so he stood there, lost in thought.
A tap on his shoulder snapped him out from his thoughts.
"Hi." The voice seemed flat and uninterested in him.
"Hi."
He turned around to face to owner of the voice, which, to his surprise, was a boy in a dress.
"Don't even ask. You new around here?"
He reasoned with himself silently. He could reply truthfully, or he could make up a lie that anyone in a ten-mile radius could see through. That's the thing about lies, they're usually a bad option. However, they turn from bad to particularly ****ty if you're not actually good at lying.
He chose truth.
"Yup."
"You looking for Marshal? He should be in his house. I think he's asleep."
"No **** Sherlock, it's way too early for anyone to be awake right now." Well that came out harsher than expected.
The stranger was not pleased. "Watch your mouth, having a sharp tongue here will do you more harm than good."
"What?"
"Welcome to the void kid. A place where the shops are never open and the trains never run. Good luck tonight, you're gonna need it." And with that last word, the boy proceeded to walk away. However, he soon paused.
"If you want to live, listen to my instructions carefully.
One – Do not come outside after 6 PM.
Two – Do not go into human houses.
Three – Be stealthy. Run and hide when you can.
Four – Don't be stupid. "
"So you're telling me that, for some reason I can't understand, I could possibly die out here?"
"Replace the 'could possibly' with 'will probably' and then you'll be spot on."
"You're going to leave me to die out here?"
"Of course not, we're not that evil. Consider it a test– survive the night, and we'll help you."
"Thanks."
"No problem sweet-cheeks."
A tap on his shoulder snapped him out from his thoughts.
"Hi." The voice seemed flat and uninterested in him.
"Hi."
He turned around to face to owner of the voice, which, to his surprise, was a boy in a dress.
"Don't even ask. You new around here?"
He reasoned with himself silently. He could reply truthfully, or he could make up a lie that anyone in a ten-mile radius could see through. That's the thing about lies, they're usually a bad option. However, they turn from bad to particularly ****ty if you're not actually good at lying.
He chose truth.
"Yup."
"You looking for Marshal? He should be in his house. I think he's asleep."
"No **** Sherlock, it's way too early for anyone to be awake right now." Well that came out harsher than expected.
The stranger was not pleased. "Watch your mouth, having a sharp tongue here will do you more harm than good."
"What?"
"Welcome to the void kid. A place where the shops are never open and the trains never run. Good luck tonight, you're gonna need it." And with that last word, the boy proceeded to walk away. However, he soon paused.
"If you want to live, listen to my instructions carefully.
One – Do not come outside after 6 PM.
Two – Do not go into human houses.
Three – Be stealthy. Run and hide when you can.
Four – Don't be stupid. "
"So you're telling me that, for some reason I can't understand, I could possibly die out here?"
"Replace the 'could possibly' with 'will probably' and then you'll be spot on."
"You're going to leave me to die out here?"
"Of course not, we're not that evil. Consider it a test– survive the night, and we'll help you."
"Thanks."
"No problem sweet-cheeks."
I love everyone's stories so far!
If I get time I'll edit this later with my own
It's definitely a WIP - would love to hear feedback ^^
If I get time I'll edit this later with my own
I gasped for air and opened my eyes wide. Had I been asleep? I looked around with blurry vision. I was encased in some kind of round glass ? a tube? I tried to wiggle around but couldn?t move. After my eyes adjusted to the circumstances, I could see beyond the curved glass. There were figures in white coats walking all around me, some were writing things down while others were hunched over a large table. After what felt like an eternity, someone turned to face me. They spoke but my hearing was muffled. Another figure came towards me, peering over me like they were inspecting a juicy steak.
They unlocked my glass coffin and yanked me out quickly.
?Do you remember your ID?? One of them asked me. Not being able to speak yet I shook my head. They huffed and set me down on a cold, steel table. I wasn?t alone ? there was a long line of us ? most looked exhausted, barely keeping their eyes open. Did I look that bad, too?
An important looking man strutted over to us, staring down at a clipboard he held in his hands. He peered over his silver frames at us; you could almost see the contemplative wheels turning in his mind. He took his gold pen out of its holster and used it as a pointer, counting us all one by one. It looked like he was checking us off, making sure we were all here and accounted for. What is going on?
A bell rung so loudly it hurt my ears. I winced as though in pain, and it looked like some of the others were writhing as well. A large panel on the wall opposite us started flashing, scrolling through numbers so fast I couldn?t keep track. It finally stopped on ?391?.
391? 391? I?ve heard that number before. The puzzle pieces slowly starting coming together in my mind. Yes, I was number 391. But why?
The man in the glasses flipped over a few pages in his clipboard, presumably scanning for me. I quickly tried to search my mind for any lost memories? but nothing. All was blank.
He finally found my number and smirked at me.
?You?re up, bud.? He said, grabbing some constraints from his lab coat. Before I knew it I was tied, bound and stuffed in another cage. Panic crept up on me, gushing through my mind and body like waves. My heart was pounding. What should I expect?
Then it hit me. My whole world fell apart. Panic was replaced with dread. Curiosity was replaced with fear. Not this again. I can?t go back?
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I gained consciousness just as quickly as it had left. This time when I woke up, I hadn?t forgotten all that I had remembered, although I wish I could.
THUMP. I landed on my a** on a hard wood floor, in a room I knew all too well. I wanted to throw up but that wasn?t physically possible in this dimension. I stood up, trying to gain balance on my stupid small feet. I adjusted my stupid denim jacket on my stupid fat torso. If I counted correctly this was my 998th time of doing this. Only 2 more to go and I?ll be free forever. I took a deep breath and waited for the inevitable.
As if scheduled, I heard a knock on the door. A huge bobble-headed girl with pink hair and rosy cheeks came bustling through the door. She ran up to me with a stupid grin on her face.
?HI MARSHAL!?
Oh no. Oh god no. Did she just call me Marshal? This can?t be happening.
Each soul has a penance to pay. It costs 200 turns to be set free. Only then can we retire. I only had two more to go? but now? Now I may never leave.
They unlocked my glass coffin and yanked me out quickly.
?Do you remember your ID?? One of them asked me. Not being able to speak yet I shook my head. They huffed and set me down on a cold, steel table. I wasn?t alone ? there was a long line of us ? most looked exhausted, barely keeping their eyes open. Did I look that bad, too?
An important looking man strutted over to us, staring down at a clipboard he held in his hands. He peered over his silver frames at us; you could almost see the contemplative wheels turning in his mind. He took his gold pen out of its holster and used it as a pointer, counting us all one by one. It looked like he was checking us off, making sure we were all here and accounted for. What is going on?
A bell rung so loudly it hurt my ears. I winced as though in pain, and it looked like some of the others were writhing as well. A large panel on the wall opposite us started flashing, scrolling through numbers so fast I couldn?t keep track. It finally stopped on ?391?.
391? 391? I?ve heard that number before. The puzzle pieces slowly starting coming together in my mind. Yes, I was number 391. But why?
The man in the glasses flipped over a few pages in his clipboard, presumably scanning for me. I quickly tried to search my mind for any lost memories? but nothing. All was blank.
He finally found my number and smirked at me.
?You?re up, bud.? He said, grabbing some constraints from his lab coat. Before I knew it I was tied, bound and stuffed in another cage. Panic crept up on me, gushing through my mind and body like waves. My heart was pounding. What should I expect?
Then it hit me. My whole world fell apart. Panic was replaced with dread. Curiosity was replaced with fear. Not this again. I can?t go back?
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I gained consciousness just as quickly as it had left. This time when I woke up, I hadn?t forgotten all that I had remembered, although I wish I could.
THUMP. I landed on my a** on a hard wood floor, in a room I knew all too well. I wanted to throw up but that wasn?t physically possible in this dimension. I stood up, trying to gain balance on my stupid small feet. I adjusted my stupid denim jacket on my stupid fat torso. If I counted correctly this was my 998th time of doing this. Only 2 more to go and I?ll be free forever. I took a deep breath and waited for the inevitable.
As if scheduled, I heard a knock on the door. A huge bobble-headed girl with pink hair and rosy cheeks came bustling through the door. She ran up to me with a stupid grin on her face.
?HI MARSHAL!?
Oh no. Oh god no. Did she just call me Marshal? This can?t be happening.
Each soul has a penance to pay. It costs 200 turns to be set free. Only then can we retire. I only had two more to go? but now? Now I may never leave.
It's definitely a WIP - would love to hear feedback ^^
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Liquid Ocelot
dead + tired
I love everyone's stories so far!
If I get time I'll edit this later with my own
It's definitely a WIP - would love to hear feedback ^^
I laughed. Is it okay that I laughed? Not because it was bad, but because being cycled and voided and other such nonsense has to be freaking terrible for those poor creatures.
Not perfect, but I liked it. c:
Oh it's definitely not perfect! I was extremely tired last night so I'm not even sure it made sense lol.
I'm glad you liked it though
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