[TALES AROUND THE CAMPFIRE!]
...And then, finally, there was silence. The body slid to the floor with a sick, wet, heavy thud, and he was finally left with the reality of the deed he had just committed. And as the heavy stench of blood filled the room like a dense fog, he could still feel those eyes upon him. Watching. Waiting.
Sometimes, in the dead of night, in the midst of the shadows, you can still see her. Watching. Waiting. And if you stare closely enough, you can see a faint smile. There will always be other men. And perhaps they wouldn't be as lucky.
Oh, come ON, Hakugen! That was SO LAME! That happened in the showers last week. And it wasn't nearly as complicated as that! Zombie wanders in, zombie gets shot in the face, and oh hey, the shower ghost pops up to stare at some guy's ding dong. THE END. And hey, that took me like, what. Five seconds to tell?
((IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE WE HAD GHOST STORIES AROUND THE CAMPFIRE. So here are Boyan and Ryoutou, here to fail at scaring each other. AND POSSIBLY YOU.
Sometimes, in the dead of night, in the midst of the shadows, you can still see her. Watching. Waiting. And if you stare closely enough, you can see a faint smile. There will always be other men. And perhaps they wouldn't be as lucky.
Oh, come ON, Hakugen! That was SO LAME! That happened in the showers last week. And it wasn't nearly as complicated as that! Zombie wanders in, zombie gets shot in the face, and oh hey, the shower ghost pops up to stare at some guy's ding dong. THE END. And hey, that took me like, what. Five seconds to tell?
((IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE WE HAD GHOST STORIES AROUND THE CAMPFIRE. So here are Boyan and Ryoutou, here to fail at scaring each other. AND POSSIBLY YOU.