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4 yrs ago
Current Is it crazy how saying sentences backwards creates backwards sentences saying how crazy it is?
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4 yrs ago
I'd describe the season of fall to be calm, peaceful, comforting and a bit sad. During fall, the world is preparing to rest for a quiet, cold, and grey winter.
4 yrs ago
The story lingers on.... but the version that is drawn is T̸W̸I̴S̵T̴E̸D̸
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4 yrs ago
Let's save the pitiful children, woah! Let's save the pitiful children, woah! Let's teach the pitiful children, who just haven't a clue! - The Pitiful Children from Be More Chill
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4 yrs ago
"It hurts the most when the person who have you the best memories... ends up being a memory." - Jiraiya from Naruto
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Hi! I'm Winter Star... I'm pretty shy except in roleplay. I'm interested into mystery, fantasy, and horror roleplay and maybe the occasional anime roleplay





































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Virgil woke up. He felt pain rushing through his body. It seemed to start at his chest and branch out through his whole body. Virgil didn't want to move. He felt dead. His phone let off a text notification sound. He looked at his phone and read a message by Roman. 'Hey, I assume this number is Virgil since this is the number Virgil gave me in the dream. May I get a picture for proof though?' the text read. Virgil took a quick selfie and went it to the person. The next message made Virgil smile. 'It is you! My brother called me stupid for wanting to try but you do exist!' Virgil sighed and texted back and forth with Roman.
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Where can I read it?


Here on the guild, in the gallery section. It's titled The Odd Dream. I update it regularly.
Virgil jumped slightly, waking up. He sighed as he laid his head back down on his pillow. He knew it was going to happen but he wasn't ready for it. His heart pounded against his chest as his mind replayed Roman's brother's death. He winced slightly when he reheard the snap of the neck. 'I guess it makes sense the brothers would have the same death...' Virgil thought. He sighed as he mentally prepared himself, expecting to die in this next dream as he started to fall asleep again.
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Delicious shit.


Currently working on a story where a group of people start dying in odd but not unnatural circumstances in an abandoned house. It starts through dreams but the group of people will meet and go into the abandoned house.
Virgil shook himself out of that vision. That guy with the half snake face got impaled on a sharp piece of wood that fell from the ceiling. He sighed, not because that death hurt him but because after Roman's brother he was next. He grew a bit worried and started to tremble. He broke down into violent sobs that shook his entire body.
Virgil whimpered like an injured puppy as he jumped awake. Roman had just died in that dream. He had grown used to the other's deaths but when Roman died, something just hurt him a lot more then before. It might've been Roman's pleading look or it might've been that fact that even though Roman might've been nothing more then just a figment of Virgil's imagination, he love Roman or it might've been the fact the snap of Roman's neck once he fell sounded so real. Virgil trembled, feeling a prickling sensation in the corners of his eyes. He then just broke down into a mess of nothing more then tears and sobs.
My signature is lyrics from a song I got hooked on called Saint Bernard. My pfp is a living demon doll character I made.
Virgil jolted awake in terror. He stared up at the ceiling. He really just say someone's throat got slit by glass? Who was he? He was a bit of a smartass but Roman's older brother seemed heartbroken about the guy. He wore glasses similar to the guy that got crushed. What was his name? Why couldn't Virgil remember anyone else's name? All these questions ran through his mind.
Virgil quickly shook himself out of his thoughts as terror raced through his mind. He trembled as his mind replayed what he witnessed. Did he really just see the door mysteriously lock behind him? That odd house kept plaguing his every thought. The door locked behind him and then he heard Roman's scream as one of the others was crushed under an old chandelier. Who was he? All Virgil remembered about him was the cardigan around his neck and his cyan shirt. Did his name begin with a P? Virgil didn't remember.
I love writing horror stories for some reason. Everyone's being festive for Christmas and I'm over here writing stories of darkness and death and cannibals and all sorts of stuff.
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