Re: spooky scary stories send shivers down your spine [ event ]
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Originally Posted by PINTO BEAN
DOVEKIT
{ he/they | 2 moons } THE COLLECTER - ACTIVE
EVERY STEP I TAKE IS A MISTAKE....WHY CANT I JUST BE PERFECT?
ׂ╰┈➤The young kit buried into the warrior's fur, still frightened by the story, they calmed down a little, their mind didnt want to, he visioned the story in his mind, the brutal killings of the kits. He covered his ears with his paws and shook his head once again, he just hoped the warrior didnt notice his scared actions. "Yeah im alright, are you?" he said in a gentle but scared tone to the warrior he was buried into. "Gutspaw made the story so scary, im only 2 moons!" he wished hawkbite would be the one he could open up to, and actually be able to trust someone.
The Commander would wrap his paw around the small kitten and hold him a tad closer in his fur. "It's just a story, though. I promise," Hawkbite spoke, glancing upwards at Gutspaw to see if it were going to continue on with another story or open it up to anyone else. "Two moons, though?! That's crazy! You'll be an apprentice so soon!" Hawkbite mused, trying to lighten the subject, trying to distract him from the story.
Re: spooky scary stories send shivers down your spine [ event ]
DOVEKIT
{ he/they | 2 moons } THE COLLECTER - ACTIVE
EVERY STEP I TAKE IS A MISTAKE....WHY CANT I JUST BE PERFECT?
★ LIFE ISNT FAIR FOR ME ★
ׂ╰┈➤cream paws touched him, giving him a comforting feel, like the parent he never had, he purred slightly, trying to say that he liked it. His blue eyes shined with excitement at the sound of the word apprentice. He looked up at hawkbite. "And your going to mentor me!" he said with a hopeful look on his tiny little face, he curled up into a ball, rubbing his head with his paws.
Then he felt it. Another episode coming. And this time. He couldnt stop it.
YOU WILL NEVER BE AN APPRENTICE YOU KNOW THAT! NO ONE BELEIVES IN YOU DUMB ASS! WHATEVER THEY SAY TO YOU IS ALL LIES LIES LIES LIES! DONT BELEIVE IT KID. DONT GET YOUR DAMN HOPES UP. The voice boomed in his head, he tried to make it go away but there was no hope in stopping it by now. He didnt show his discomfort to hawkbite though. The voices always told him to keep it a secret. Their little secret.
He rubbed his face with his paws and let a little grin light up on his tiny face and he looked back at hawkbite. He grinned happily at him. "I'm going to be the best warrior if your my mentor! I will be better than dawniestar!" he said dawnstar's name wrong, but it was because he was very excited!
Nightpaw had hesitated going to an event that he thought was for kits, it was a fellow apprentice telling scary stories for kits. As much as it interested him, it was for kits. So he hung around nearby, pretending he wasn't listening when in fact he was. And the story was good, that's what convinced him to come over and sit down. A nice bit of horror stories, perfect entertainment!
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Re: spooky scary stories send shivers down your spine [ event ]
Event [#event]
ⵌ ➜ #GUTSPAW ˗ˏˋ ✮ it . teeth . bite . // fifteen moons ˎˊ˗
small spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes. has a huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - notch in left ear.
❝HIGH ACHIEVER, DON'T YOU SEE? BABY, NOTHING COMES FOR FREE !!❞
It let go of the talking stick. Gutspaw's gaze flickered towards Doeflame. Really, it could've gotten more descriptive but its mouth was getting dry and it still had two stories to go. Furthermore, teeth couldn't quite tell if this was genuine or a goading question. Either way, it shrugged its shoulders. "Would've had fake blood if it didn't make a mess, " maybe next time with a bit more planning. Teeth's ears peaked up at the sound of a shaking kit voice.
huh. It was trying to instigate fear in the little devils but hadn't thought it was seriously THAT scary - at least not enough to cause such a reaction. It was far different listening to a completely pretend story then seeing the real deal. Honestly, skill issue if they were already faltering.
The apprentice would wait a few more moments, mainly to catch its breath and allow the story to settle inside the onlookers head. It was simple, something to dip their paws in. Every scary story session needed something similar. It was a given.
Gutspaw placed two paws on the stick, and the second story begun. "In the distant past, there was a group of apprentices. The others don't really matter, they were just some insecure idiots who decided to follow the loudest and most insecure apprentice of all - Duskpaw! See, she was raised by a bunch of hardasses. Had real high expectations, like they were life or death, y'know? Even if she happened to fulfil them, she rarely got recognized for it. Soo, all her emotions were repressed. At least around her parents. 'Course, what not many warriors realized is that to release a little bit of steam and feel better about herself Duskpaw and her goons looved to terrorize other apprentices, " It started off, leaning back as it started to set up the story. The names were just about random.
"But see, there was a specific apprentice she really liked to target - Moonpaw. They weren't particularly remarkable, struggling in a few areas - average in others. Despite this, their parents were always very supportive. They were everything Duskpaw wanted. So, Moonpaw always got the brunt of it. Never anything too extreme, stuff that could float under the radar. The more obvious bits usually got 'em threatened into silence. It's on one day where alll the apprentices are going hunting - Moonpaw accidentally reveals their biggest fear." Dramatic pause for effect.
"Centipedes, " Gutspaw hissed in a low voice, leaning closer to the crowd.
trigger warning : this story contains bug-themed body horror, vomiting, and apprentice death. please do not read if you have trypophobia or entomophobia. a less descriptive summary will be at the end
"Duskpaw is always looking for something to use against another and this fulfilled about everything she could ever want. So, she sneaks out with her friends and they work together to collect a good amount of 'em. Its around this time about everyone is asleep - the sky was pitch black, clouds covering the moonshine. The only light was stars. Carefully and quietly, they snuck into the apprentice's den and planted centipedes in Moonpaw's nest while they slept soundly. Safe to say they woke up screaming and ended up a handful of frustrated apprentices."
"Duskpaw takes relish in this. A successful mission always brightens up her day. Maybe that's why she didn't think too much on her actions when a week later she found herself hunched over hacking up a fly. The damn thing was still somehow wiggling, but with damaged wings it would succumb. Disgusting, yeah, but easy to brush off as accidentally swallowing it. 'Course, that excuse started to wear out even on herself as it became a frequent occurrence. The bugs were small at first. Usually one. Maybe two. A fly, an ant, " the grin of a devious storyteller had appearance once more. It was unfortunately a bit hard to do sound effects this time around.
"The medicine cats couldn't do much about it. Strange, and she started to think Moonpaw was perhaps the cause. So, her harassment worsened. And then Duskpaw's state worsened. Her parents started to nag her, she started to fall behind in her training. The bugs became larger, multitudes. And they weren't dead, damaged - maybe, but they squirmed and twisted inside her throat. The worse were the ones that did not need her to start hacking. The ones that had enough legs to exit themselves. Can you imagine? Eight, fuzzy legs sinking into the inside of your throat - pulling itself up and up. The uncomfortable burn as you sputter and choke, unable to breath until it manages to escape?" Having a spider in one's throat seemed like a Dark Forest punishment.
"Again, even the other medicine cats from differing clans could not help Duskpaw's ailment. It started ,,, to fester inside her. She knew they crawled around in her insides. They needed to get out. Yet there started to become limited room. Limited time. The ones that could gnaw sought ... different .. avenues. She didn't notice the holes at first. They didn't hurt, not exactly. Perhaps less about the pain existing and more about the disconnection Duskpaw felt with her own body grow day by day. As it started to become less hers, less recognizable. To watch something ,, foreign wiggle and slither in and out of your body - to lose that control. That autonomy. "
"Those around her watched her state begin to decline. Friends distancing, schemes slowly stilling as her life became more and more consumed by one simple fact. She was a walking corpse; a hive, a home. Nothing more. Her identity was stripped. She did not know who she was without fulfilling expectations. The moment Duskpaw realized this - finally, finally bloody understood. External influences had always controlled her. Even when she thought she was regaining her autonomy by lashing out - it was still only a reaction instead of action. The only difference is now she had internal influences. " See, the difference between Gutspaw's fondness of leaving unpleasant nest gifts was at least its was only well-deserved. Someone had to deliver karma around here.
"... the acceptance bought a buzzing. a constant buzzing that rung in her ears. a reminder she was never truly alone. There was never silence anymore. Duskpaw could bite, gnaw, itch at her fur and slam her head into walls as many times as she wanted but the Hive had claimed her. She was their Queen, their host. It was on her last day she understood her purpose. Accepted what was to come, " Gutspaw made a low, bzzzz-ing noise with closed lips.
"Holes littered her body now. Not completely, but not one limb was without. Knowing the time was near, Duskpaw invited her friends out for a walk. They reluctantly accepted, sneaking out with her out into the territory. They walked for what seemed to be a long time, trying to ignore the worms and ants and centipedes and bees that crawled around. How she breathed and talked was an unanswered question. Then again, a silence stretched amongst them as they got further and further."
"..and then they heard it. the Buzzing. It grew louder and louder until they step out into a clearing where a single tree stood. A nest hung lowly from it, wasps swarming about hungrily. Her friends tried to turn back, talk with her - anything to stop her from approaching. They couldn't leave her - even after all this time. It would be their undoing as Duskpaw launched herself at the nest, crashing it to the ground. There was a beat of silence before it erupted into a loud, screaming buzz. The wasps swarmed the apprentices - and their fate was sealed. "
Gutspaw finally leaned back, tail wagging gently. "A patrol found the group. Every single inch of their body was covered with honey-comb holes. They loss their identity, unable to tell from afar and certainly not wishing to approach the moderate hum. Of course, they needed to dispose of them. A sickness, they reckoned - desperate to apply some type of logic to this bizarre situation. One of 'em got the smart idea to steal some fire from Twolegs. Though, they didn't expect for the apprentices to start screaming as the fire consumed their bodies. It lasted, far, far too long. Yet, they had to supervise. To watch it all lest the fire get out of control. "
[ duskpaw uses moonpaw's fear of centipedes against them and stuffs a few of 'em in their nest with her friends. then she starts coughing up bugs which progressively gets worse until they start to chew through her body to get out. once she accepts her fate as a hive she lures her friends to a wasp's nest, breaks it and lets them consume her and her friends. a patrol finds them and burns them to dispose of their bodies. ]
Gutspaw lets go of the talking stick, deciding to lay down on its nest instead of sit. Second story completed. One more to go.
Re: spooky scary stories send shivers down your spine [ event ]
(I couldn't read the story because I have Trpyophobia and entomophboia. But much love bc I peaked and IT'S LONG. Lol)
Meadowwhisper and Fallenmoon watched, Meadowwhisper translating for Fallenmoon
Mothclouds was in the nursery but she heard the story
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