Septtober Contest! - Spooky Twitter Returns!

[Philosopher B.]

The man with the porno stache at my window didn't bother me, but that clown with the butcher's apron and pickaxe was just too damn much.

The worst part wasn't seeing my best friend eviscerated before me. The worst part was lapping his soupy insides up - and lovin' it.

Drip, drip. My belly opened up as my hot insides spilled forth, spattering my shoes, red against black. Drip, drip.

I darted a glance under the bed and was relieved to see nothing there. I sat up, and admired the glistening claw growing out of my chest.

The stooped figure staggered, greasy hair dangling, foul breath billowing out like an egg fart. I pulled the trigger, and there was a click.

They called me a monster. Freakin' ... pffft! Assholes, the lot of them. Vomiting acid into their faces was less than they deserved!

The first child made a crunching sound, like a chocolate cricket. I didn't hear the thing eat the rest, because I tore my ears from my head.

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to finish eating this mailman. They send one of these to my house every day!

Blood was on my hands. Blood was on my shoes. Blood was on my tongue. Blood ... was on my mind.

 

[Docseverin]

I awake in the morning to find her still there, she offers me a ride to work, it's on the way to her kids school!

The condom broke.

Cumming in her mouth was a bad idea, what with her semen allergy and all.

 

[Bumble the Boy Wonder]

There was no remorse for what they did. Knives slashed about; skin was ripped clean off the bone. They would not need a fire for this meal.

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His fists were led by rage. The men lay bloody. His fists were bloody. He had loved her. But he was too late to protect her. She is.. dead.

 

[Fun Size]

"There are two inches from the bottom of the couch to the floor." When the gray fingers curled around that edge, this was my first thought.

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I dodge the knife again, trying to move between her and the door, my only thought our kids. I ask her again, "Honey, whose blood is that?".

 

[fade]

Ha ha, I thought, as I realized some prankster had replaced the Dyson Air Blades with actual ones. I wondered how to pick up my hands.

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A sharp pain in my abdomen. Only gas, I thought, as a machete cleaved into my skull.

 

[Fun Size]

Programmed to listen for EVP, and so successful. The sound of millions of constant, terrified whispers combine into static, delivered on TV.

 

[Fun Size]

Fun fact: brain, once dried, has the consistency of concrete. Given that, it was just easier to finish the wall in bone shards. Like it?

 

[Andi]

At least there was one certainity in his life: "We're all going to die. Eventually." He triggered the belt of explosives around his waist.

 

[Fun Size]

She picked up the first essay. "I'm so afraid. Can't go on like this. And I'll be damned if I'm going alone." Behind her, the gun cocked.

 

[Fun Size]

"What was that?" He sat up, half asleep. He heard nothing until a voice cooed from the baby monitor. "Say goodbye to mommy and daddy."

 

[Hailey Knight]

"Good news and bad news. Bad news is, Dan's dead." "That's not so bad." "Good news is, he'll let me live if I kill you."

 

[fade]

Assholes. I can't stand being NEAR one, much less being extruded from one as a half-digested corpse.

 

[Roxxoredizorz]

October 12th
The heaving of my chest replaced the once loud sound of the blood gurgling out of her neck. I think she said I love you. I'll go with that.

Once, twice, thrice. The knocking at the door stopped. The oracle was right. The scratching started. Once, twice, thrice. Now for the screa

His face was smiling; looking down at his masterpiece he felt completed. The faces of his friends were now deformed into an aberrant object.

Drinking the nepenthe made her feel better. Forgetting everything she had done. It tasted good to her, and felt good. Momma... dadda... ...


October 13th
"Ugh, what is this in my mouth? It's disgusting that I'm eating this guys limbs, and organs, but... I can't stop, this actually isn't bad."



(More later, when I think about them, in this post)

 

[Fun Size]

Each time he turns on the radio, cries for help is the only sound he hears. Some days, he wonders what would happen if he plugged it in.

 

[PatrThom]

Breakups suck. Hmph. Can't afford chocolates, can't afford flowers. CAN afford bullets. See you soon!

You idiot! It's waist/inseam, not inseam/waist. Go buy more nails!

From Kati:

I should've known something was up when he kept asking me to bathe in ice water.

After 40 years, Edna finally found a dish her husband was bound to love. Himself.

 

[Fun Size]

Sixty-two years together, and then she's gone. I should call someone, but if I get up and leave her now, I know I'll never hold her again.

 

[Fun Size]

"No! Bad kitty!" The cat looks up but doesn't stop. I should have planned this out, or at least stopped it when it was just eating his face.

 

[Fun Size]

Another drop fell from my wrist into the tiny cup. She dipped in her brush, smeared red on her work . "Oh daddy, you make the best colors."

 

[Hailey Knight]

The elixir worked! Grandpa was healthy and young again. "How'd you do it?" I asked. He grinned and said, "Don't worry so much, old man."

 

[Fun Size]

Nov 1st. I woke up surrounded by candy, my belly aching. Just how many did I eat this time? No way to know until I count the empty costumes.

 

[Fun Size]

You whisper my name, love, but I can't see you. "Auditory hallucination" they say, jealous because I'm the only one you choose to touch.

 

[Fun Size]

We saw the reports, cursing each second of delay. Pictures of loved ones in hand, we watched as towers of flame lit up the world below us.

 

[Bumble the Boy Wonder]

The jagged teeth ripped flesh, coloring her porcelain skin red. Those sadistic eyes turned to me, and I pray the chainsaw has run out of gas

 

[Dave]

Contest...OVER!!



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I will be looking into this and giving a winner within the next 2 days. I'm moving fast. Remember, the winner gets issues 1-10 of the trades for "The Walking Dead"!

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Apparently I screwed up Phil's entry by closing the thread 3 minutes early. So here's his:

What lay before him he did not know, but it was once his wife. He knew she was feeling different, but he never would have guessed this.

The knife ripped into her throat, spraying her blood into the air. He gazed into her eyes as she said her last farewell. He would miss her.


They knew what they had to do, but could never go through with it. They hugged their son one more time as he bit them. Family stays together

 

[Dave]

Just a quick note - 93 legal entries this year! Well done! (I had to shitcan 5 entries that were too long. Sorry, folks!)