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Post by Ted Wakeman on Feb 26, 2010 12:34:17 GMT -4
Well, it's been an eternity since I've made a solely MLaaTR fan-fic, so here's a new idea I've made.... The story revoles around Tuck, who keeps expierencing nightmares of a dark, demonic being tormenting him. Because of this, everyone thinks he's insane until this dark being shows its existence to Jenny, and practically kills her, which leads the whole town into a dark depression, until....well, I won't spoil anymore... Anyway, this is a fic I plan on putting here or Fanfiction. P.S This fic was inspired by the nightmarish and disturbing verbal descriptions by the Insane Clown Posse in the song "Boogie Woogie Wu".
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Post by Zero on Feb 26, 2010 14:20:30 GMT -4
Sounds interesting, looking forward to it!
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Post by Ted Wakeman on Feb 27, 2010 0:37:43 GMT -4
This fic was inspired by the nightmarish lyrics of the song "Boogie Woogie Wu", by Insane Clown Posse.
So, without further ado, I present "ROBOTIC NIGHTMARES"!
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"So, you've told me about your life as a superhero. Now, tell me about your dreams..."
"My what?"
"Please. Robots can dream nowadays can't they? I'd expect a legendary robot like you to be able to dream..."
"....Yeah, I've dreamt before. There was one time though, where on some nights I would sit at night, not wanting to shut my eyes. There was a beast out there.....The beast lived....out in the raging storm at the dead night....It searched for it's next sacrifice. We could've just listened to the first witness, but by the time I acted, I'd already cost the lives of innocent."
"Interesting. Tell me more about this "Beast"....."
"It was a ravenous, blood-sick creature, searching for it's dinner. It was driven, quite frankly, by evil itself...."
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The slow gargle of Tuck's usual teeth-brushing routine echoed through the dark hallway that was across from his big brother Brad's room.
"Tuck, you know how much that annoys me!" Brad moaned from his closed door. Tuck spit his now gargled mess, and chuckled.
"I just bet you did it once or twice.....Trust me, one night you woke me up and it sounded like a hippo giving birth to a large terd." Tuck answered back. Tuck slowly shuffled to his bed, and he crawled into the small bed that barely occupied his now larger statuer.
"Goodnight Brad! Hope the "Boogie Man" won't get ya!" Tuck joked, remembering how his mom showed him pictures of Brad checking under his bed every night.
Tuck closed his eyes, and quickly dozed off to sleep.
Tuck opened his eyes, this time to a bright looking place, like something you'd see from a Beatles music video. Tuck gazed at all the mezmorizing colors as he felt he couldn't move. Then, Tuck felt a slow grumbling from under him.
Tuck flipped his eyes open, this time to his empty ceiling.
"Weird. That noise is still in my head." Tuck said with a confused tone as he slowly tossed his head around, trying to think about something else.
Suddenly, Tuck saw a large pillar of spikes blast out from under his bed, and they jutted into Tuck's chest from his back, unleashing gallons of blood into the room.
"GAHHHH!!!!!" Tuck screamed at the upmost he'd ever had in pain as he chocked on the continuing blood spurting from his chest. A dark hooded shape suddenly appeared in front of the bed of spikes.
"Little Tuckerton....do you like your blood?" The creaking and absolutely pure evil sounding voice asked with a satisfied tone. Tuck continued screamin in pain as he vision became nothing but blood red.
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"WHAT TUCK?!" Tuck heard Brad yell as he opened his eyes to a normal room, only with Brad bursting through the door. No bed of spikes, no blood, no hooded figure.
"BRAD! Blood, hood guy, NIGHTMARE!" Tuck cried at the top of his lungs. Brad stopped, and then sighed.
"Really Tuck? You got me up just because you had a dream? Jeez, next time you might as well just wet yourself then scream your pants off." Brad said as he walked out of the room. Tuck wiped his brow in relief, but then examined his finger to see it was submerged in blood.
"Wha.....how did that get there?" Tuck asked himself as he glanced around his room.
"You got off easy Tuckerton......Next time you'll feel a little more than 4 gallons of blood...." The dark voice croaked once again. Tuck glanced around scaridly, and decided to keep his eyes open the rest of the night......
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A/N: Yes, this is a HUGE step above my other "humorous" fics. My point is to make a Horror-themed MLaaTR fic that'll actually work.
REVIEWS! PLEASE!
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Post by Terminator on Feb 27, 2010 0:53:56 GMT -4
Good work!
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Post by Ted Wakeman on Feb 28, 2010 17:53:53 GMT -4
"So, this "Tuck" boy was having nightmares about a hooded figure?"
"From what I heard at least. Brad said he went all loopy that night and kept getting up and walking into the bathroom."
"Strange. Was any of this paranormal?"
"From what Tuck said, he only saw the guy in his dreams....Well, until a couple weeks later...."
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2 weeks later.....
The morning rays of light hit upon the large, mansion-sized house of the Wakemans, home to global savior and only robot teenager, XJ-9, or Jenny, as she liked to be called.
Without warning, the house next door's door burst open, and out ran Tuck, who was sweating and panting nervously.
"Maybe Nora will help me out. She's generous right?" Tuck assured himself as he started knocking swiftly on the front door. Norean Wakeman, master scientist and inventor stepped out, but was then hit repeatedly by Tuck's knocking, until he large nose was pushed in.
"What is it Tuck?" Nora asked annoyed-soundingly.
"Look, do you have an inventions that could prevent dreaming?" Tuc asked frantically as he peeked his head around Nora's body.
"Well why would you need something like..." Nora wasn't able to finish, as Tuck had already bolted in, and was rummaging through a pile of machinery.
"Why would he need something like that?" Jenny asked as Nora had just realized she was right there.
"How did you know what he asked for?" Nora asked in a confused tone.
"Duh, I'm a robot. Super sensitive sound detection system." Jenny said as she pointed to two sattelite dished sticking out her head.
"I need it because......I need it......I NEED IT BECAUSE OF THE BOOGIEMAN!" Tuck screamed at the top of his lungs. Jenny and Nora looked at each with strange expressions, and then began snickering, and then went into full fledged laughter.
"You need...Something like to fend of the BOOGIEMAN?!" Jenny asked while she still laughed hysterically.
"What's next, will the Easter Bunny be stealing your Christmas candy again?" Nora asked sarcastically while laughing.
"Hey, now that was somewhat believable that time! I saw he replaced my Christmas candy with Easter eggs.....But that's not the point!" Tuck defended.
"Then what is the point? Is the Boogieman picking your nose? What was he wearing?" Jenny asked sarcastically while still laughing from her own joke.
"The point is that I'm expierencing these nightmares that are too real feeling. One night I get embedded in spikes, then the next morning I have blood on my head. I dream of him chewing my toes off, and then the next morning my toe is bleeding to high heaven!" Tuck yelled. The mother and daughter stopped laughing, mcuh to Tuck's relief.
"Even if this was real, dreams are known to give minor effects to the body. These feelings are made from your nervous system, telling your body to prepare for the injury." Nora explained. Tuck sighed, and scratched his head in frustration.
"Then why the heck am I bleeding after every night?! I just know it isn't involuntarily!" Tuck yelled. Jenny thought for a minute, and then came to a strange solution.
"Maybe you're emo and just sleep cutting yourself?" Jenny suggested. Nora glanced at XJ-9 and had a large scowl.
"XJ-9, how many time have I told you NOT to use that word in this house?" Nora asked angrily, but Tuck had already left.
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"Won't believe....Why can't anybody believe me? Brad doesn't believe me, my parents don't believe me, my therapist doesn't believe me, even my super cool robot friend doesn't believe me...." Tuck said sulkingly.
As Tuck continued walking, he glanced behind him, thinking something was watching him.
"Hello?" Tuck called to whatever was following him.
"Tuck, after you, your friends are next...." Tuck heard a low murmer growl say. Tuck glanced around nervously again, and then ran back to his house screaming.
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It had been later that day, and the sun had already set when Jenny was preparing to go into her mandatory charge period.
"Man, Tuck isn't even trying to fool us anymore. Boogieman? What's next? A Kangeroo is sitting over his dinner table?" Jenny asked herself as she plugged herself nto the charger that had been made for certain nights life this.
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Jenny opened her eyes to see a dark wall in front of her. Jenny looked all around, and tried to walk, when she realized she was chained to a wall by her legs and arms.
"So....you don't think I'm real do you?" A low voice growled from what sounded like a short distance.
"Who's that? You can't keep me with just chains you know." Jenny said as she tried to activate her buzzsaw, but then began to feel suddenly cold. Jenny then noticed that she was actually had skin. She looked exactly like she did with her Exo-skin on, only she was in her underwear.
"I'm your worst nightmare. The one that you called the "Boogieman"." The voice said, and suddenly a hooded figure appeared in front of her.
"I create your nightmares. I'm the one who lurks outside the mind. I'm the one....who eats souls." The dark figure said, as he took off he robe, to reveal a demonic creature in front of Jenny. It had a head of a devil, a body and wings of a gargoyle, and the legs and arms of a spider.
"Now, let's see how this feels." The beast growled as foam dripped from it's large maw. The monster creeped closer and closer, until it grabbed at Jenny's head, and then Jenny felt unbelievable pain....
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"Uh, XJ-9?" Jenny heard as she came through.
"What mom? Why are you in my room?" Jenny asked groggily.
"Um, why is your head in the hallway?" Nora asked. Jenny's eyes popped open, and she realized that what Tuck had described, hadn't been all that fake.
"I don't know...." Jenny lied.
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A/N: All I'm going to say for this chapter is.....REVIEWS! I WANT REVIEWS!
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