Chemical Legend
Stories (16/0)
A Guide to the Land of Bizarre
There is a world that is the same as ours, except there are no clouds in the sky. Instead, there are wings. To make snow, the cloud-wings shake, and the feathers fall. In summer, the grass is rich green. The people of FeatherFall Village look like humans and act like them, but they are not. Don't be fooled, traveler! They are mimics that can be told apart by their lack of any face, though they may seem like they have one at first glance. When visiting this first village, you mustn't go to any shops, as you will get lost in their many mazes. Don't mind the many voices that talk to you. Ignore them and keep on the gray sidewalk. If the voices get closer, run. Whatever you do, don't talk to them. There are eyes everywhere. They are always watching. Don't worry about them during the daytime, as they are statues. However, you should never stay in FeatherFall during nighttime. That is when the eyes strike.
By Chemical Legend2 years ago in Fiction
A Bizarre Night Write
The dog got up, it’s little clawed feet tapping along the floor until they came to the carpet, where the feet were muffled. Slowly, the dog walked across the carpet and onto the wood floor once again, coming to an abrupt halt near the bed of a 14 year old girl. The dog laid down, causing the bedframe to slightly shake as her body settled, squashed comfortably between the fan and the bed. Suddenly, a noise outside the girl’s bedroom door made the dog get up again. The voices, both male, seemed to grow further away, across the hallway to the girl’s brother’s room. One of the voices grew louder. The bed creaked as the girl hastily put her notebook and pencil away, searching the bottom of her electronic candle for a moment before shutting it off with a small click and placing it on her desk with another creak from the bedframe. Footsteps could be heard going back downstairs.
By Chemical Legend3 years ago in Fiction
Haunted House
There is an odd story of a man who hung himself after brutally murdering a family consisting of a husband, wife and two kids, one of which was only 2. They say that his rotted corpse, now pecked upon by crows and flies, still swings from the tree where he buried the family, their spirits lurking amongst the house and yard, looking to avenge their untimely death.
By Chemical Legend3 years ago in Horror
Story: Ending 1(Title Pending)
Casper was out during a cold fall night. Dressed in her usual muted red and black My Chemical Romance shirt, fishnet sleeves, black and silver platform boots, black jeans and rainbow coffin earrings, she walked towards a house door, the night air blowing her pony-tailed blonde hair gently behind her. Slowly, she opened it and slipped inside the dark room, the door clicking shut quietly as she closed it. Casper snuck across the room, her boots making small thumping sounds on the wooden floor, and came to the couch, where there was a purse. Casper grabbed it and rummaged through it, until she found a wallet, which she opened and took some money from. She put the wallet back in the purse and walked out of her house, carefully closing the door behind her. Outside again, she walked to a bush, where she hid her muted gray-pink backpack with silver pins and put the money inside. Then she ran down the sidewalk, towards a small cluster of stores about a block away. Once there, she stopped, catching her breath and slowing down. She wasn’t exactly in a hurry, but she wanted to get away from her home as fast as possible. Casper took out a small slip of paper from her pocket and read it in the streetlight. Meet us at the Old Warehouse on Mobark Street at 11:30pm tonight. Bring whatever you feel is important - Fabien and Chem. The note was signed by her friends using their nicknames. She checked her phone once again. 11:29pm, it read. She walked towards an old building and stopped, thinking she saw movement near some trees. When no movement was seen again, she shrugged it off as her imagination and started pacing around the front of the Warehouse. She checked her phone again and again, until she heard laughter in the distance around 11:37pm. In the streetlight, two female figures emerged, one taller than the other. The laughter was coming from them. As they came closer, Casper was able to see them better. The taller one had a penguin hat, medium brown hair, glasses, a gray-blue jean jacket with a black undershirt, black leggings and black sneakers. She was Walking towards Casper with her hands in her pockets. The shorter one had shoulder-length dark-brown hair, a green t-shirt with a biohazard symbol on the top right part, an unzipped blue jacket over it, a red scarf, black leggings, black fingerless gloves and brown, ankle-height brown heel-less boots. She was waving to Casper, who waved back.
By Chemical Legend3 years ago in Fiction