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Dark Chapter 6: Painful dreams "WAIT!" I begged but it was too late I was back in the darkness. The long corridor stretched on for what seemed like forever again but it was dead silent. I just sat there and stared at the ground dully waiting for my awakening. Suddenly the sounds of shattering glass startle me and pull me back from my blank stare. A panicked look crosses my face as I try to run as fast as I possibly could. I felt a blistering pain in my back like a knife or...glass! I spun around and to my horror I was surrounded by the glass which seemed to trap me in the middle. It's shape now spherical and was shattering but fell towards me like I was the center of it's

No~NO

"We will be out for a while. Please watch out our apartment, 'kay?" Pewdie said, looking through his real friend but not-to-real-friend, Piggeh, Stephano, Gonzales, Mr.Chair and Skully, while filled something in his bag. Yeah, as you know, they are in Pewdie Marzia and Pewdie's room, (because their room so small and makes them 2 to sleep together).
"Where will you guys go?" asked Piggeh, look very curiosly. Pewdie shook his head no.
"If I tell you, sure you guys will going to stalked us again until you guys made avery big trouble like before…" Pewdie said and close his bag. Marzia, his girlfriend, give them a small smile.
"Sorry

Too Much Fame...Felix sighed, pushing his seat back from his computer. He stood up, and made his way to the kitchen. He picked out a tall clear glass from the cabinet, and set it carefully down on the counter top. The Swedish man grabbed a gallon of milk out of the fridge, and poured a glass.

After filling the glass about up to the rim, he set the milk back in the fridge and closed the door, watching the light shut off. Felix then picked his glass up, and then sat down on the couch. The clock just hit three AM. "Ugh." He sighed, and took out his phone.

Felix opened the Twitter app, and then clicked "compose new tweet." He then proceeded to type. He publish

Bloody Trapland - Sample"Goddamn brofists." I muttered underneath my shallow breathing. Panting heavily, I stood up and stretched from the spot where I had fallen.

Cry strode onwards, determined to press forward until we reached the ending.

We needed to get the hell out of here.

Our last level consisted of pounding brofists, speeding bullets, razor sharp cutting devices, and other deadly weapons consisted of a level floating above an empty abyss. The first brofist already pounding away into the unbreakable ground.

Cry turned and met my eyes. His fluffy green ears twitched excitedly for a moment before he locked eyes with me. Behind his mask, I could make the si

You will agree [Will be completed soon~!]When Cry slowly finally opened his eyes, he heard a muffled scream of terror and pain. His vision was fuzzy, but as soon as it focused, he wish it'd stayed disoriented. He was looking directly into the gaunt, pale eyes of his best friend, Pewdie. He shakily sat up and looked around. The sight of the deceased friends of Pewdie were still strewn all around and the smell was still rancid as hell. Cry bent over a bit and emptied whatever was left of his stomach's contents on the ground in front of him. He dry-heaved for a few minutes afterwards, then dizzily stood up and staggered towards the door.
Cry was careful to avoid all puddles of blood, vomit, and other fluids while he made his way to the door. As soon as he opened the door, the screams intensified ten-fold. He glanced to the room -which was really a jail cell- to his right and started to make his way towards it, staggering slightly and leaning on the wall for extra balance. When he glanced in, he was horrified at the sight.
T

Ara (Ib fanfic) Chapter 3: Gamer... I jumped up and towards the door ready for whatever came threw it. Garry tried to stop me but I was already opening the door when someone fell on me! They sat up and slammed the door behind themselves. "Ha ha sorry bro." said the stranger with a thick Swedish accent. He had sandy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes and a small amount of facial hair. He wore a strange neon green headset with a shirt with a fist on it and BROFIST in all caps. When he stood up he was short which made me giggle as I got up. "What's your name?"" I asked him as his gaze met mine "Oh I'm PEEEEEEWDIEPIE! But you can call me Pewdie." I looked at him odd name I thought be

Lost...Chapter 7: Rescue!!! STEPHANO'S POINT OF VIEW.
No No No No this can not be happening I thought back to the events that just happened...I-I finally got to hold her in my arms and now she is gone. It is all my fault...if I wasn't so blinded by love I would be able to protect her. An angry tear slipped from my eye I looked to Mr.Chair "We must get back!" I screamed the hurt rung in my words. "We will we need the power of the light though...no point in fighting on the enemies territory..." he said intelligently I gasped "Brilliant!" I ran to her seemingly lifeless body "Ge mig sitt ljus" I whispered repeatedly to her. Suddenly a small light slipped from her lips in

The Golden Man "The sky is beautiful this time of night,"a lonely voice sighed. A pair of honey brown eyes gazed to the purple sky, lit gold by the silver moonbeams. It was early morning, before dawn in Paris and Stephano was awaiting the return of his father from an excavation in the Valley of The Kings.
He couldn't sleep. He was exhausted but rest was impossible to accomplish. The worthless, broken artefacts scattered decoratively around his bedroom kept him alert. Some things just seemed to tell him to stay awake, to keep guard, to not look away. It was mid August of 1914, the Germans had just declared war on the French. The terrain of his countr

PewDieCry In Amnesia - Part Eight

Stephano. . .

Clank. . . Clank. . . Clank. . .

I took consideration of my feet falling one after the other, trailing everyone. Head sunken and eyes occluded, I assumed I was a prisoner to them, hauling the rear with bloodshot eyes.

I overheard PewDie's chuckle, making my head shoot upwards for what felt like the millionth time that minute.

He faced Cry, the lantern he clasped illuminated the Archives we recently strolled into, laughing as Cry told him a story about how he had drifted off while. . . recording?

What the hell did that mean?

My vision blurred somewhat at the borders, making me blink several times before I froze in my spot

Toujours En Attente

The former god awoke from his slumber, rubbing his eyes tiredly as he sat upright in his bed.

He peered out into the darkness he knew as his room, and sighed deeply to himself as he rose from his warm cavern known as where he slept.

The golden man yawned as he picked up a tinderbox and struck it, a small flame emitting from it as he placed it by a candle.

He blew out the tinderbox flame as the candle's light bloomed across his bedside, illuminating a section of the wardrobe that stood by the bed.

He lazily shook his bright golden hair out of his eyes as he adjusted his boxers that seemed to be falling off.

Slowly, he opened the closet, m

Ara (Ib fanfic) Chapter 1 : Like a Nightmare... "I DON'T EVEN WANT TO GO TO THE ART GALLERY!" I argued with my mom who retorted "Ara you are only sixteen you don't get to make decisions for two more years!" I growled and cursed under my breath gazing out the window at the scenery. The car was silent until we got to the art gallery. I had been thinking about when dad died and then that horrible woman he married was all I had left. I had no boyfriend, aunt, uncle, grandparents, or other relatives. She didn't even call me by my real name which was Aradia (pronounced: A-RAY-D-uh) she just calls me Ara. I don't mind it but she seems to hiss it like I'm some disgusting creature. Finally we wher

Birthday SurprisesThey both sat cross-legged on the bed across from each other. A small conversation was heard from inside.

"Thank you brother." They said in unison, cracking a smile on the other's face.

They swapped wrapped gifts, Stephano receiving a copper looking one and Gonzales receiving a bright golden one.

They looked up at each other excitedly before opening their gifts, both gasping in surprise.

Stephano chuckled as he held the simple copper framed photo, just as Gonzales held up a fancy golden one.

"How is it possible we got each other the same exact gift?" Stephano asked, laughing.

Gonzales smirked then shrugged, "I don't know brother, but I

StephanoXReader - French Delicacy pt 2You blinked at him, the name rolling off of you for a moment as it tried to register in your brain who it was. It failed.
"Who?"
"Jesus Christ! Everybody knows who PewDie is!" Stephano snapped, crossing his arms. You narrow your eyes and glare at him. Now he was just being rude!
"Well, I don't! If you'll excuse me, I have to go to work!" You whirled around, heading for the kitchen. As your fingertips brush the doorknob, strong, masculine arms wrap around your midsection, tugging you back.
"My apologies, Mademoiselle. I did not mean to be rude. I am very 'ungry and a tad lost, so I beg you excuse my be'avior." The deep, rhythmyc tones of t

An Interactive Fic: THE FINAL /Ch.1B

THE FINAL
An interactive Walking Dead experience.
Rated T. Warning: Explicit language.
Pairings: Felix & Marzia, Red & Russ. May be hints of slash.
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You and 63.2% of the readers chose B:
c) "Bigger groups will drag each other down..." - 18.4%
a) "I don't know... The journey seems a little risky." - 3.9%
d) "You want me to go out there?! No way! That's not safe!!" - 1.3%

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Chapter 1, B: Quarrel in the crew

You've chosen to trust Pewdie's idea.

"That's a good idea." Marzia smiles, and Felix's face lightened. "Let's stay together."

He got up, and said with excitement. "Great! We can take one of the working cars on the stre

How Would You React?How would you react to meeting PewDiePie in real life, and get to spend a total of, oh, let's say a week with him. You two get to do whatever you want. And for those people who want to know, yes, anything you want with him. It can be as realistic as you'd like or you can go in a total opposite direction.

So, write it, post it as a deviation, and post the link to the deviation here.

Since some people don't understand what I mean, here's an example -

Oh my gosh, I couldn't believe it. PewDiePie. Felix. The man himself stood in front of me....
etc etc.
"So, uh, bro, what do you want to do?" Felix asked me.
"Well, I'd like for us to..."

In

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The kidnaping

by ~KuroshitsujiLover000, Sep 28, 2012, 4:06:24 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Horror / Short Stories

Pewdie awoke in a strange place, a place that he
thought he knew but for some reason felt like he
didn't know as well. He slowly sat up, rubbing the side
of his head "w-wha…where am i…?". He looked around trying
to guess where he was but it was pitch black. "I can't see a thing" he said
also trying to feel his way around…
"huh?, what's this?", he touched something cold, something like metal.
"Could this be a metal door?", pewdie move his hands up the metal
like object until he came to something like a metal cage lock.
"What? Is this a lock…?", finally his eyes adjusted to the darkness
of the room and slightly he could see a light source slowly coming towards him.
"pewdie? Is that you?" said a familiar voice which was coming closer
and closer to him.
"Who's there?", pewdie was now shaking from fear.
Who was it? , who was there?....."pewdie…" said a worried Mr.chair who was standing in
front of the metal door hold a lit torch.
"pewdie what happened?", Mr.chair was now worried sick trying to
find out what happened to his friend.
"I can explain" someone said with an evil tone in their voice.
Mr.chair quickly turn around but before he could see who was there
he was knock out cold.
He dropped to the floor with a thud and the torch he was
carrying rolled into the metal cage pewdie was in.
Pewdie quickly picked up the torch, "who's that!?" holding the torch out to see who it was.
He quickly saw who it was and gasped, tightening his grip on
the torch he was holding. He soon had a furious look on his
face as the looked at the person in front of him.

The kidnapingby ~KuroshitsujiLover000

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Horror / Short Stories

the first chapter to my story "the kidnaping"
sorry that it's a short chapter but the other chapters will
be bigger.
I,m not a very good writer but still i hope you like it ^_^

if you do not like the art DO NOT comment

EDIT- the next chapter will have to wait until I get back from my holiday