Pulped Fictions Masquerade Entry: And Boy Are My Arms Tired

[switchbladesis]

Finally getting around to posting this. Back in October, there was a horror challenge at pulped-fictions. So I decided to write some wingfic, and see if I could make it work as body horror

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[jaimeykay]

booboos? at it was all he could do to stay upright.

you’re eggs are getting cold.

You still eggs, don’t you?

'andt'

he took off her shirt

I'm curious as to why he went to the nurse's office. He's been trying to hide everything so well, taking great care to keep his back covered especially, so how come he showed the nurse so readily?

Oh man, this was seriously creepy, very quietly horrifying. I love how he went downhill so easily, so naturally, and how he tried to blend in while he was so obviously not going to. How he was scared but then it just went away, became normal to him. My favorite part, though, was how his prey started out being "little" things and ended with a human. :D Especially because he referred to the human as 'it' :DDDD

The near lack of dialogue worked perfectly for this. Very well done :D

[switchbladesis]

Ha, guess which part I was rewriting at 2am last night! Fixed.

Um, the idea was that he went to the nurse's office to get out of gym class, after the close call when he started bleeding through his shirt. Hmm. maybe I should make that clearer.

Thank you!