Future Stine d3 Done
Feb 14, 2014 11:07:55 GMT -5
Post by minie on Feb 14, 2014 11:07:55 GMT -5
Future Stine
3 | 17 | female | Rachel Lehnen
[presto]
Dumb boy, you should have known better than to step into this house, if your alone or if your not, it doesn't matter, because your never getting out. You can't run, cause we will catch you. Don't even dare to hide because we will find you wherever you are hiding, there is no escape, you are now stuck forever. So do you want to play with me? I'm great company you know, I never fail to displease or disappoint if you don't displease me. I am your future, past and present. I'm am your mistress and you are my servants.
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The girl that greeted you at the door, sat on a small round bed smiling as if someone just gave her the best present ever. She sat there staring at you like you were her new play toy, the one she wanted for over a year and finally got. Her somewhat green eyes showed a hint of craziness and insanity, like she was a psychopathy. All over her room there were life size dolls with strings attached to them like a puppeteers doll. They looked so real, as if any moment they will stand up and do something. But they didn't they sat there lifeless with a scared look in there eyes, as if the girl really was a psychopath.
I watched her get up and walk over to her drawer, a small wooden closet that went up to her chest, she walked with such elegance as if she were a queen, as if this was her palace, her kingdom for her to rule. My eyes followed her body, she wasn't exactly what you call pretty or beautiful, but she had a exotic touch to her, as if she came from far away and was a beauty over there. She was wearing a short dress that exposed much of her slightly darker skin. Her legs were very thin and were almost like twigs, a bit to long for her body as well. From far away she was a goddess, one from somewhere else, up close you could see her way to many faults.
She carried carefully a small wooden box with flowers printed on it and knelt down next to me. Her green eyes came close to mine, and her lips centimeters away from mine. A small smile appeared on her thin lips and she whispered in my ear, with a soothing and calming voice "Your all mine know, make yourself welcome at your new home." She inched away and sat down with her knees folded off to the side. She opened the box and inside it was string, black one like the ones on the puppet. Her smile faded, and she seemed to start to concentrate a little more.
She grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull away, but she had a firm grip, she dug her nails into my hand to get me to stop resisting. "If you don't struggle it won't hurt as much" She grinned wickedly and pocked the needle into my skin. She started sewing and sewing, first my right hand and them my left hand. It took me a while to notice what was going on. I was becoming a puppet, a slave to this crazy girl. These people they were all real, and they existed, now they are nothing, with no meaning. They were just here, being a puppet a tool.
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One year later I am still here, I am still a puppet, I found out there is no way out, once you are here there is no way out, you have too stay here till you die. There are more kids here, free ones, ones that have their own puppets. They are the masters. I learned each one of them has their own taste. Future like collecting boys, manly as lovers, one in a while she has a girl, that is like a maid in waiting to her. She treasures the girls, boys are nothing to her, nothing but lovers that have to please her, she sleeps with another one every night, then tosses them in the corner. The girls have to treat her like this is her palace, they wait on her and guard her bedroom. She refuses to do anything alone, she is way to lazy and used to people doing stuff for her.
Every time a new boy or girl comes, we hide and we feel the pain, we watch the horror we had to go through the last few years, we watch our nightmares come true, another person falls into the trap. I have watch Future kill one of her puppets before, there is no doubt the girl is a psychos. She kills because she can and she will, she kills because we disobey, or we try to escape. When she kills she makes sure we are all watching as a lesson, but that doesn't matter, none of us want to stay in this hell hole, we try our best to go into the games, because then she has to let us go. She can't keep us forever, because someday death will catch up with us and that will be the best day of our lives.
[/presto]
Dumb boy, you should have known better than to step into this house, if your alone or if your not, it doesn't matter, because your never getting out. You can't run, cause we will catch you. Don't even dare to hide because we will find you wherever you are hiding, there is no escape, you are now stuck forever. So do you want to play with me? I'm great company you know, I never fail to displease or disappoint if you don't displease me. I am your future, past and present. I'm am your mistress and you are my servants.
__________________________________________________
The girl that greeted you at the door, sat on a small round bed smiling as if someone just gave her the best present ever. She sat there staring at you like you were her new play toy, the one she wanted for over a year and finally got. Her somewhat green eyes showed a hint of craziness and insanity, like she was a psychopathy. All over her room there were life size dolls with strings attached to them like a puppeteers doll. They looked so real, as if any moment they will stand up and do something. But they didn't they sat there lifeless with a scared look in there eyes, as if the girl really was a psychopath.
I watched her get up and walk over to her drawer, a small wooden closet that went up to her chest, she walked with such elegance as if she were a queen, as if this was her palace, her kingdom for her to rule. My eyes followed her body, she wasn't exactly what you call pretty or beautiful, but she had a exotic touch to her, as if she came from far away and was a beauty over there. She was wearing a short dress that exposed much of her slightly darker skin. Her legs were very thin and were almost like twigs, a bit to long for her body as well. From far away she was a goddess, one from somewhere else, up close you could see her way to many faults.
She carried carefully a small wooden box with flowers printed on it and knelt down next to me. Her green eyes came close to mine, and her lips centimeters away from mine. A small smile appeared on her thin lips and she whispered in my ear, with a soothing and calming voice "Your all mine know, make yourself welcome at your new home." She inched away and sat down with her knees folded off to the side. She opened the box and inside it was string, black one like the ones on the puppet. Her smile faded, and she seemed to start to concentrate a little more.
She grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull away, but she had a firm grip, she dug her nails into my hand to get me to stop resisting. "If you don't struggle it won't hurt as much" She grinned wickedly and pocked the needle into my skin. She started sewing and sewing, first my right hand and them my left hand. It took me a while to notice what was going on. I was becoming a puppet, a slave to this crazy girl. These people they were all real, and they existed, now they are nothing, with no meaning. They were just here, being a puppet a tool.
______________________________________
One year later I am still here, I am still a puppet, I found out there is no way out, once you are here there is no way out, you have too stay here till you die. There are more kids here, free ones, ones that have their own puppets. They are the masters. I learned each one of them has their own taste. Future like collecting boys, manly as lovers, one in a while she has a girl, that is like a maid in waiting to her. She treasures the girls, boys are nothing to her, nothing but lovers that have to please her, she sleeps with another one every night, then tosses them in the corner. The girls have to treat her like this is her palace, they wait on her and guard her bedroom. She refuses to do anything alone, she is way to lazy and used to people doing stuff for her.
Every time a new boy or girl comes, we hide and we feel the pain, we watch the horror we had to go through the last few years, we watch our nightmares come true, another person falls into the trap. I have watch Future kill one of her puppets before, there is no doubt the girl is a psychos. She kills because she can and she will, she kills because we disobey, or we try to escape. When she kills she makes sure we are all watching as a lesson, but that doesn't matter, none of us want to stay in this hell hole, we try our best to go into the games, because then she has to let us go. She can't keep us forever, because someday death will catch up with us and that will be the best day of our lives.
[/presto]
Plots: Stine family plot
Codeword :oDair
Table: Credit to anzie
