User talk:Dr. Frank N. Furter/Archive 2

What Would Curry Do?
Lmao. I'm surprised to hear you say that. A true Curry would never utter such nonsense!

P.S. I specifically avoided saying the words "too long" in my last message. We need help...

Jay Ten (talk) 23:41, September 7, 2016 (UTC)

Transylvania- Land of excitement!
Oh, wow! That's awesome! Thanks for letting me know! I'll have to check out yours too. Raidra (talk) 17:12, September 8, 2016 (UTC)
 * By the way, how do you download YouTube videos to post on stories? There are two YouTube narration videos I'd like to post on my stories, including that one.  Then again, since you know how to do it, I could let you do it to further your advancement to the Wiki Reanimator badge.  Earn points, win badges, be popular! ;-) Raidra (talk) 00:17, September 9, 2016 (UTC)
 * 1. No, I don't think it was cloying at all. It was moving and respectful.  You're certainly welcome!


 * 2. That worked like a charm! Thanks!  In appreciation, here's a bowl of a traditional foodstuff- http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Curry_of_Life.  It's not native to Transylvania, but I'm sure it's popular there just the same! Raidra (talk) 14:28, September 9, 2016 (UTC)

They have curry pills in Naruto too, but those are considered poisonous. It's like the yin and the yang. You have to choose your curry meals carefully in the Naruto world, or else go to eateries with copies of the Nara Clan Medical Encyclopedia at each table. Raidra (talk) 01:58, September 10, 2016 (UTC)
 * Maybe the problem isn't that the pills are poisonous, but that not everyone can handle the magic that is Tim Curry. Raidra (talk) 02:37, September 12, 2016 (UTC)

Hello!
How are you?

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   01:20, September 12, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Greetings from the Creepypasta Wiki!" Message
For me, I'm doing just fine! I've been working on a pasta that I started a year ago and I was wondering. Would you like to take a look at what I have so far? It's a long story so I can either send it to you chapter by chapter or I can just send you the whole thing all at once. It's entirely up to you.

I'm also working on a Pokemon series called Pokemon: Johto Quest and I'm currently fixing up some of the grammar errors with the first episode.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   15:16, September 13, 2016 (UTC)

Thank you kindly
Sometimes autocorrect assumes I want to split words when I'm writing and it does its best to interpret that. Thanks for correcting that issue (not the first, likely not the last typo I'll ever make). EmpyrealInvective (talk) 03:52, September 14, 2016 (UTC)


 * Never! (Emp flagellates himself in retribution.) Jokes aside, it goes to show you how easily anyone can make a mistake. The real mettle of a good admin is accepting those errors. I hope you continue along that path and grow to become a great candidate for admin one day (once you meet the requirements of course). This wiki needs devoted users like you who are consistently calling me on my bullshit (a full time job btw). EmpyrealInvective (talk) 04:06, September 14, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Chapter by Chapter" Message
Okay, I'll send the story chapter by chapter. For this message, I'll send chapter one.

(Chapter 1

I remember watching a show called Goosebumps on Cartoon Network when I was a little girl. From what I can recall, it was a horror anthology show based on the book series of the same name by R.L Stine. Think of it as a kid's version of something like Tales From the Crypt or The Twilight Zone. Even though I watched the show, I wouldn't call it a masterpiece of television history or anything. You see, the only time I would watch it is when there was nothing else on TV because I just found this show to be way too cheesy for me to fully enjoy it. I also found the child actors and even some of the adult actors to be terrible, especially the kid who played Matt Amsterdam in the episode, "Don't Go to Sleep". Look, I'm not saying it was the worst show I've watched, but it had some major flaws that were just too prominent for me to overlook.

When I heard that another kid's horror anthology show based on R.L Stine related works called R.L Stine's: The Haunting Hour was coming to the Hub (Now Discovery Family) in 2010, I was intrigued. At the same time though, I still had my doubts about the show, thinking it was going to be just as cheesy as Goosebumps. When the trailer aired on TV, the show seemed a lot darker AND scarier than the original Goosebumps show, which I thought was a much needed improvement. The acting from both the kids and adults seemed vastly better as well. After the trailer played, I decided to give the show a chance and check out what it had to offer.

I had seen quite a few episodes of this show and I have to say, for a kid's horror anthology series, it wasn't that bad. While it did have a few good episodes such as "Weeping Woman", "Intruders", "Scary Mary", and "The Golem", I wouldn't consider it one of my favorite shows of all time. I guess this was because I found some of the episode plots to be predictable, especially the episodes where a kid sees a monster and no one else believes them until they see it for themselves. I'll give the show some credit. It did at least fix the problems of the original Goosebumps TV series and kept me entertained until the end of an episode.

From what I saw, the series seemed to end in its 4th season on the episode "Goodwill Towards Men" and I was rather disappointed that it had ended so suddenly. I think this had to do with the fact that I found it pretty underwhelming for a series finale. After the series ended, I went back and watched a few episodes from Season 4 of The Haunting Hour on the DVR at my mom's house. It was a rather hit and miss season but not anything atrocious. The only episode in the entire series that I considered god awful was Poof De Formage. Ever since the Goodwill Towards Men episode first aired, I constantly wondered whether or not it was even intended to be the series finale as I always felt like the network wanted to air another episode but couldn't do so for whatever reason.)

Let me know what you think after you read it but do take your time.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   14:06, September 15, 2016 (UTC)

Template Temptation
Thanks for getting that talk page story. Feel free to use this template in the future. It's easier and gives them that picture I'm sure you've seen. It's fine if you'd rather do it your way, but I thought I'd let you have the option. I know how difficult one-handed (possibly no-handed) typing can be.

Jay Ten (talk) 19:17, September 16, 2016 (UTC)

You're a beast
Damn man, I just noticed that there was some spacing issues in the story and by the time I had it all fixed, you had already gotten to it. How did you even find all those so fast?

JohnathanNash (talk) 05:56, September 18, 2016 (UTC)

Wish I was that fast at seeing things wrong with something I've written. But I'm still learning how to edit my own things. I'll also remove one of those groups, the Devil/Demon group, if for no other reason than I was given God/Deity for my cliche.

Best,

JohnathanNash (talk) 06:11, September 18, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Short Chapters" Message
Depending on what happens in the chapter, the length varies. Sometimes they're long and sometimes they're short. I'll send you the other three chapters later tonight if you like what you're reading so far. Regarding the Pokemon series, I just uploaded the first episode of the series onto a website specifically desigined for it. If you're interested, here's the link: http://theofficialpokemonjohtoquestsite.weebly.com/episode-list/pokemon-johto-quest-season-1-episode-1-humble-beginnings

I noticed that my talk page is getting cluttered and since I suck at archiving, I was wondering if you could help me archive my current talk page. If not, I can ask one of admins to do it.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   23:25, September 19, 2016 (UTC)

RE:
Done.

Thanks for the support Doctor. MrDupin (talk) 01:08, September 21, 2016 (UTC)


 * Ffffu-


 * Thanks for catching that. God, I should probably go to sleep. MrDupin (talk) 01:21, September 21, 2016 (UTC)


 * Good catch. Taken care off. Have a nice one. MrDupin (talk) 23:09, September 21, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Here Are the Chapters" Message
Thanks for archiving my talk page for me! That really helped clear some of the clutter I had on there. I think after the talk page has fifty or so messages on it, that would be a good time to archive it.

Anyway, here are the next three chapters in the story: (

Chapter 2

When the warmer months came, my brother and I decided to go up to Cape Cod and stay with my mother's friend Erika for a little while, hoping that it would break the crushing boredom we were experiencing at the time. Our mother didn't object to it since she and Erika were on good terms. Not only that but she also felt like we were mature enough to go by ourselves, but reminded us to be on our best behaviour anyway.

From what I remember, it was a pretty nice place. It was quite tranquil and seemed very remote but it wasn't too far away from any shops or businesses. The house was located on a dead end street and there was a lake near it although I wasn't allowed to swim in it because there was too much algae or something as I couldn't quite remember the exact reason. All I knew was that the lake looked like it had a bunch of tall recycling bins with their tops floating on the surface. It was rather disappointing that I couldn't go in the lake since I grew up near the sea and loved dunking my body in the calm and refreshing waters.

Not only that, but this neighborhood was kind of boring to me. For one thing, there wasn't much to do. There were no basketball courts, baseball fields, or anything of the sort. Heck, there weren't even other kids my age to hang out with! It seemed as though everyone in this neighborhood was around Erika's age, which was about fifty or sixty. To add fuel to my disappointment, it was extremely humid that day, despite the fact that it was cloudy and foggy. The only things that were cooling down the house were open windows and fans. However, even they weren't enough to completely repel the humidity as I still felt very warm.

I was hanging around the house looking for something to watch since my older brother Hunter had already taken up the big living room TV that had Netflix on the Blu Ray player. He also covered up the entire couch with as many pillows as he could find to form what he would've called a "marshmallow fortress". I didn't bring many DVD's with me and I had already gotten bored of watching those. That's when I got the idea to browse through Erika's DVD collection since it had a nice variety of different movies and TV shows. Her collection mostly consisted of titles that I haven't heard of and while some of the show and movie names sounded cool, they didn't seem to interest me once I read the actual summaries on the back of the cases. Oh well, I guess it was better than nothing.

As I was browsing through the collection in her room, I came across this odd looking DVD case. For one thing, it seemed like the case was large enough to fit a whole VHS tape in it, let alone a DVD. In fact, it reminded me of those clamshell VHS cases that you had to open to get the tape out, rather than just simply sliding it out. When I took the case off the shelf, I looked at the cover and while I was intrigued, it made me raise one of my eyebrows and say "huh?" out loud. Basically, the cover had the title "R.L Stine's: The Haunting Hour: Super Disc" Written on it with what I like to call "Microsoft Word Bubble Text". It was kind of like that fancy graffiti that was really colourful and made the text seem like it was popping out at you.

It also had an image of R.L Stine standing in front of a densely foggy purple background that had at least a couple of triangular grey trees with what looked like extremely slender arms for branches that kept overlapping one another. In addition to that, every other branch was either slanted up or down diagonally. R.L Stine himself was standing in the center of the cover with 4 outstretched arms that obviously didn't belong to him.

One of the left arms looked like it was made out of light silver smoke that had see through holes and scratch marks. It also had three wispy, jagged fingers that were gradually faded at the top. Above the arm, there was an even smaller DVD cover that read "The Haunting Hour: Season 1". The arm on the upper right of Stine's body was a plastic, ivory beige arm with short and stubby fingers. Above that arm was another DVD cover that read "The Haunting Hour: Season 2".

The lower left arm had a bright yellow tuxedo sleeve that nearly covered the arm in its entirety with a hand the size of a baseball mitt. The sleeve had a white circular end with a black button on it that seemed to come from an undershirt with longer sleeves. There was yet another DVD cover hovering over the arm's hand but this time it said "The Haunting Hour: Season 3". The final arm looked like it was made out of cheap light blue fur and had scrawny metal fingers. It held up a DVD cover that read "The Haunting Hour: Season 4".

I was looking at the cover when, at that moment, something had caught my attention. I heard a creaking sound coming from the hardwood floor inside the room. The strange thing was that I had been sitting on the floor quietly, without vigorous movement. I tried to shift my attention back to the DVD cover, hoping that its surreal appearance would distract me from the noises.

However, just when I was starting to relax, I heard another creaking sound that was louder and closer to me than the last. Eventually, another creaking noise had occurred inches away from me and my body had really tensed up. During this time, I was unable to move and breath as I was trying to figure out what was going on. After a little while, the creaking had stopped and I told myself that it was probably just the settling of the house that had caused those creaking noises. I got up off of the floor and prepared to leave the room. As I had gotten close to the door, I felt a strange sensation. I noticed this unpleasant tingling feeling, almost like a million tiny insects were crawling all over my body. This feeling had also made me seem rather jittery, which I tried as hard as I could to keep it under control. I felt a bit of agitation as I seemed like I was being crowded by a group of people, even though I was the only one in the room.

At that time, I felt vulnerable and extremely uncomfortable being alone in Erika's room, even though it was during the day at the time I had found the DVD. I felt like someone or something was hiding in Erika's room, watching me and waiting for me to let my guard down and inflict harm. Not only that, but it felt rather difficult to move. All of a sudden, I had caught something out of the corner of my left eye. I saw a small, shadowy, humanoid figure zipping past the bedroom windows. The strange thing about this situation was that when I saw the figure, there was no one outside that could've made this shadow.

A little while later, Erika came home and as soon as she went into the kitchen to put away some groceries, I asked her about the DVD I had found. Although... she seemed rather stressed out as she was putting away the groceries. The closest thing I got to a response was "Yeah OK, whatever honey!" Even with that said, she didn't really seem to be paying attention to me when she said it. This was rather odd because Erika was rarely ever stressed out.

Don't get me wrong, I was unbelievably impatient on the inside and I did ask her about the DVD with a bit of aggression in my vocal tone. Nevertheless, it seemed like she may have been avoiding the question altogether. Though, maybe it could've been something else that made her stressed out. Was it a long line at the checkout? Did she have a bad day at work? Or was it a hectic drive home? I honestly had no clue. All I knew was that I felt really fraught around her at that moment.

Chapter 3

I went upstairs to my "Temporary Bedroom" which was really a room no one was using at the time of my visit. This room had two types of beds in it. Leaning up against a wall in the middle of the room was a daybed with white railings on three of its sides. It also had a thick, navy blue comforter with a couple of white blankets underneath. On the right side of the room was a queen sized bed with a camouflage coloured comforter, two light green hypoallergenic pillows, and a memory foam mattress.

My room also had a TV with a stand that was on wheels. Not only did it have a VHS player underneath it, but a DVD player as well. The TV didn't have cable because Erika couldn't really see the need for it when her grandkids brought their own movies to watch up there anyway. As you can imagine, my entertainment options were very limited. Before I viewed the DVD, I decided to look for another fan because the fan in my room wasn't working right and the room was as hot as a sauna. I had looked in my closet but much to my dismay, I only found a few empty coat hangers sitting on the thick, wooden rod.

Thinking that there was a fan in another part of the house, I left my room and proceeded down the stairway. As I was walking down the stairs, my heart started to beat rather quickly and I had felt rather faint. Since I thought these feelings were occurring from overheating, I took a few deep breaths and continued on my way. I went into one of Erika's spare bedrooms to see if there were any fans in there. I opened up the closet and a towering pile of forgotten objects had toppled over and buried me. I soon heard Erika's voice grow louder as she got closer to the room. She hastily dug through the rubble until she found me lying on the ground, moaning in pain.

"Are you alright?!" Asked Erika. She also wondered if I had gotten a concussion from the rubble. "Nope!" I responded cheerfully. Although I didn't get a concussion, I did get a couple of nickel sized bruises on my forehead. I went on to say that I was looking for a fan to put in my room. She let out a couple of small chuckles and proceeded to crawl underneath the bed. When she emerged, I was given a fan that was one foot high and had a square base. The cord was wrapped tightly around its neck like a snake and there were 4 buttons on the base, each with their own colour. The high setting was red, the medium setting was white, the low setting was blue and the off button was black.

"Oh boy!" Erika said with concern, "It looks like you've got bruises all over you! Maybe you should go upstairs and rest for awhile." I agreed and gave Erika a hug. While I was heading off to my room, I noticed that I was slightly limping and I felt rather sore. It was even worse when I had to climb up the stairs because it seemed as though somebody was whacking my leg bones from the inside of my body. By the time I reached my room, my legs had turned into jelly as I could barely stand without feeling extremely sore. Regardless, I had started up the DVD player in my room. I opened the disc tray and the DVD case.

Chapter 4

I was itching to find out what was going to happen in this episode. With my hard to contain excitement, I quickly put the disc into the DVD player and sat down on the daybed. However, instead of showing all the "FBI warning" screens, distributor logos, and the network logo, it had cut straight to the intro of the show. The quality of the intro was so sharp and the motion was so fluid that while it was playing, I was unable to blink and I had gotten a bit of a headache from it, even though I wasn't epileptic or photosensitive.

Keep this in mind, I wasn't watching this on a big high definition television. Instead, it was one of those little, "Camel" televisions with the big backs on them. I had also made sure to give myself enough distance from the television to the daybed to prevent eyestrain. Besides, the television screen itself wasn't that big to begin with. From what I remember, the screen was quite miniscule. In fact, if you took a ruler sized throw pillow and put it near the television screen, the pillow would've covered the screen in its entirety. It felt rather odd to me since the room itself was quite large and it made the TV look as though it had been shrunken down. For that matter, I had also felt very small staying in that room as it seemed liked I was the size of a mouse compared to most of the furniture in there.

When the intro was done playing, instead of showing the name of the series, it cut to a DVD menu that contained the episode "Samurai Shōjo o Shōkan!". Not only that, but the menu had also included a few other Haunting Hour episodes as well. There were two episodes from season two (Bad Feng Shui and Dreamcatchers), three episodes from season three (Weeping Woman, Intruders, and Uncle Howee), and three episodes from season four (Grandpa's Glasses, Spores, and Lotsa Luck). At first, I was a bit miffed by the small episode count but that had quickly dispelled when I realized that I didn't have anything else to do.

I took a good look at the menu to decide which episodes to watch after I had seen "Summon The Samurai Girl!" But then again, maybe this new episode would satisfy me enough to where I didn't need to watch another episode in a single sitting. After I planned my "playlist", I clicked the samurai episode and it had begun to play.)

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   03:24, September 21, 2016 (UTC)

Pennywise and Clown Foolish
This is a weird story. Have you heard about the rash of menacing clown sightings on the East Coast and Midwest? There are reports of people dressed like clowns chasing and otherwise menacing people. Apparently it's hit the Miami Valley (a collection of several counties in southwestern Ohio and southeastern Indiana), which is where I live. There have been two or three incidents in the last couple of days, and none of them were pretty. It's a serious situation, though I can't help but laugh when I talk about it because it's just so absurd. I don't think that the clowns would come to my city (Trotwood, which is in Montgomery County, Ohio and close to Dayton), but I'm going to start carrying my cane sword just in case. A couple months ago Walgreen's (a drug store) was selling clown noses in honor of Red Nose Day (a fundraiser meant to help children with medical conditions). I bought one, and it's currently sitting on my chest of drawers. I thought, "Maybe I should hide it until this blows over," and then I thought, "Actually, maybe I should carry it around so in case I do run into them, I can try to convince them I'm one of them and they should leave me alone." Didn't you say recently that they were making a remake of It? I thought, "If this turns out to be an It promo gone horribly wrong..." Raidra (talk) 00:41, September 30, 2016 (UTC)
 * Here's a link to a news story- http://www.whio.com/news/crime--law/third-clown-sighting-reported-dayton-area/QCbPG6yfH78khrF7C7NKqN/. Raidra (talk) 01:31, September 30, 2016 (UTC)

Using a picture of Pennywise is kind of imagining the worst case scenario, isn't it? Since the Halloween stores are in business the news crew went to one to show various clown masks. At one point they showed a Pennywise mask and said something like, "They don't have an explanation for it." I said, "Ah, I see what you did there!" All I have to say is that is actually a cool hoodie! When you have the hood down, does it look like someone degloved his head? Spooky! Oddly enough, my cane sword does look remarkably similar to that one!

Here are a couple more local reports-. I enjoyed the sheriff's comment too, but I don't think it was toward killer clowns. I think it was to these boobs who try to scare people while thinking, "Oh, this is gonna be awesome!" and then break down the second someone stands up to them and reality hits that they might get punched in the face. Of course, pranksters like that don't always get the chance to start whimpering for someone to stop- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jC6W8JIYYUQ. Raidra (talk) 00:44, October 1, 2016 (UTC)
 * Can't you imagine a bystander watching someone with the hood down and then with it up? "That's a colorful hoodie... Oh, it's a scary clown." Before I went out to mow the lawn today I caught part of a news story about that twerp who got arrested.  Someone declared, "This is serious. It's not funny anymore."  I thought, "He posed as a killer clown and threatened to kill his schoolmates. When was this ever funny?"
 * In non-clown-related/non-stabbing or pimp-slapping punks that aren't funny-related news, I've been working on the final part of "The Memory Machine", so hopefully I'll be able to post something in a few days. Raidra (talk) 00:52, October 4, 2016 (UTC)

How Has it Been?
Hey there Frank! I haven't heard from you in awhile and I was just checking to see how you were doing.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   18:02, September 30, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Attributions" Message
Thanks for taking the time to review what I sent you so far. I plan on sending the next two or three chapters to you later tonight since they're currently on my tablet and I'm writing this message on my computer. I'll go into more detail about the review in the next paragraph or so.

Starting with the errors you found, thank you for catching them! Had it not been for you, I probably wouldn't have caught moments of tense swapping. I started writing this story in January of 2015 and back then, I had no idea about attributions (Hooray! I learned a new word today!) and thought that because auto correct was captializing after the puncuation the quotes, it was correct grammer. After working on the first episode of Pokemon: Johto Quest (http://theofficialpokemonjohtoquestsite.weebly.com/episode-list/pokemon-johto-quest-season-1-episode-1-humble-beginnings), I kind of know more about attributions. I think I've come up with a formula for learning attributions. If the dialouge is one whole sentence, the attribution stays uncapitalized unless your dialouge has something like ("Oh no! It's Man Bear Pig!" Harold yelled pointing to the end of the street.") I also have no idea why user talk fixes the extra spaces. Perhaps it could be a weird glitch of some kind or it has a very sporatic auto correct function that we don't know about. Tonight, if I don't feel tired, I'll correct the issues that you pointed out since night time is the time to write horror stories.

As for italicizing and whatnot, I think I might save that for when the story is finished. Right now, I'm writing the story in an app called Fast Notepad and while it runs smoothly and quickly on my tablet, it doesn't allow me to italicize or bold text. I have Google Docs on my tablet but I like Notepad more because you can change the background to a darker colour like black so it's easier on my eyes, especially when writing at night. When the story is finished however, I'll put it in a google doc file and style the text and add in what needs to be added, though I'll use Google Docs on my computer since the editing might be easier to do on there (I grew up using a desktop computer so using one to edit seems smoother and more natural to me though I sdon't mind using mobile.)

I'm glad to hear that you like what you're reading so far. While the Haunting Hour is a bit more obscure than the Goosebumps TV show, I think it's an excellent horror anthology series and I'm currently reviewing every single episode of the show on my blog and I can send you the link to the blog if you're interested. I'm doing this not only because I love the show but I'm also using it to help me do research and keep me motivated in writing the story.

Regarding the entity, as the protagonist watches more of the episode, the entity goes from being a mere formless shadow to an identifiable thing. I'm thinking that this entity could be one of three things:


 * The first option is that the entity was nothing more than an elaborate prank pulled off by a mysterious neighbor. I'm not sure about this one though because there are things that happen later in the story that could actively debunk this possibility such as noises coming from inside the house like banging and rumbling. Like unless the neighbor broke into the house, which there are no signs of besides a broken window in the protagonist's room that was broken by a large bird later in the story, how could they possibly made some of the noises and whatnot inside the house?


 * The second option is that the entity is a hallucination that's either brought on by the protagonist's own anxiety, making this a psychological horror. I think there might've been a Lost Episode pasta that's a psychological horror story called Miss Mosaic but honestly, I don't think the story is all that good. Not only that, but I think this might be the most plausible/realistic option and I think it might fit the sense of realism I'm going for.


 * The third option is that the entity could be created by an illness that the protagonist got by breating in the air that's been affected by the algae in the lake. The illness could cover the lungs with a fungus like substance and could also affect the brain. However, the ilness could only affect children under the age of 18 since children's lungs might be more sensitive to it and since the neighborhood is mostly if not wholy made of more elderly people, that might explain why there haven't been any reports of the illness from the residents.

I don't know. I'll think about these options a little bit more and see if I can come up with samples of each option and show you if you're interested.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   21:20, October 3, 2016 (UTC)

Some More Chapters for You!
Sorry I wasn't able to send you the chapters last night. I was busy binge watching Adam Ruins Everything. I think it's a decent show so far though at times it leans a little too much to the left and P.C territory at times.

Anyway, here's chapters give six and seven:

(Chapter 5

This episode started out with a cold opening, where the initial establishing scene would play before the opening credits. Though to be honest, some of the episodes in this series had started out that way so this didn't seem unusual to me. In this opening, a battle between Japan and another country was taking place. There were multiple, three second scenes of soldiers clashing with each other that had me on the edge of my seat. In these scenes, the Japanese army, in which the soldiers are samurai, used weapons such as Katana swords, fans, and some scythe like weapons. After that montage of fights, the episode cut to a scene where a group of samurai were chasing down a soldier from the invading army on horseback. As they were chasing the soldier, he made a sharp turn into a forest, hoping to escape the samurai.

When the samurai entered the forest, they split up and searched the area for the missing soldier. The search was proven to be unsuccessful though as they turned up empty handed and decided to leave, thinking the soldier may have gone elsewhere by now. As they were leaving, a strange bellowing growl had stopped them dead in their tracks. A few seconds later, they came to the conclusion that it was probably a wolf or somebody's stomach growling and continued on their way out. Unfortunately, they didn't make it very far as a streak of golden light came towards them at such a breakneck speed, that by the time they turned around and tried to get out of the way, the light had already dashed through them, causing them to fall off their horses and hit the ground hard enough to be rendered immobile.

When I saw this scene, I felt like it went by so fast that it had warranted an audible "What?!" out of me. I decided to keep going in the hopes that the golden light would be fleshed out more later on. After the "Golden light samurai" moment, the episode immediately cut to a scene involving a frustrated Daimyo becoming even more frustrated by the fact that more of his troops have been disappearing and the most recent disappearance wasn't helping him simmer down at all. As he was trying to figure out why his troops had disappeared, it's revealed that his daughter was listening in on the conversation. Seeing the amount of stress her father was under, she became worried about him because she knew her father's heart wasn't very strong and if too much pressure was put on it, then his chance of survival would be slim to none.

Armed with this knowledge, she needed to figure out a way to help her father without drawing too much attention to herself. That's when she got the idea to saddle up a horse and dress up as one of the samurai to investigate the disappearances. As she ventured out to the samurai's base camp, she started to become quite anxious at the thought of seeming suspicious to the samurai. Despite the fact that she was dressed up as one of them, she feared that her voice might seem too high pitched to pass for a samurai. She then took a few deep breaths and tried to figure out a way to disguise it. A few moments later, it seemed as though a lightbulb went off in her head and immediately opened up her bag. She rummaged through it until she came across a little book with blank paper and a quill pen.

The girl eventually made it to the camp, where she wasted no time writing down questions about the disappearances and showing them to the samurai. "From what I've heard, the invading army is using some kind of technique where they hide in various places and ambush enemy soldiers." Said one samurai. "They seem to be using soldiers to lure our men into the woods with a horseback chase. We would go investigate ourselves, but we've been told by the Daimyo to stay put in order to prevent losing more men," Said another samurai.

When the girl listened to the samurai's answers, she felt as though something was amiss. As the soldiers were giving their answers, she noticed that their voices sounded a little shaky and they seemed to have trouble making eye contact with her. Even though she was a bit suspicious of the samurai's answers, she thanked them anyway and proceeded to exit the camp. As she rode on her horse, she had felt a surge of energy flow through her and commanded the horse to run at full speed towards the forest. This energy also made the girl quite fidgety as she constantly wondered what the enemy of the forest could really be.

She had made it to the forest where she noticed that it was quite dense and filled with trees that seemed to touch the sky. These factors had failed to intimidate her as she entered the forest with no second thought. As she traveled through the woods, she noticed that the forest was too quiet for her liking. In fact, it seemed as though it was absent of life. When she was investigating, she came across samurai armor with no body attached to it. "Hmm..." Said the girl. "If there were enemy soldiers here, you'd think they would take the armor and weapons when grave robbing."

As soon as she finished stating her observation aloud, the golden streak had burst through the forest at such a magnificent speed. I then saw the streak ripping through her body, leaving no visible wounds. The girl cringed and gasped as her eyes rolled up into the back of her skull. Since the streak went through the girl at an extremely high speed, she fell off her horse, and hit the ground in slow motion with such force that it sounded like a faint cannon blast. The camera slowly zoomed in on her unresponsive face, making it clear that she was down for the count.

Chapter 6

By the time the cold opening had ended, I found myself sitting on the edge of the daybed in a trance as my eyes bulged out of my head and my mouth gaped open as wide as it could. Out of all the Haunting Hour episodes I've seen, this had to be one of the best cold openings of the entire series. In fact, I would've been satisfied if this cold opening was just the entire episode. I had soon gotten out of my daze when the intro to the show came on. Since I had already seen this intro, I decided to fast forward through it.

When I came to the beginning of the episode, I decided to pause it and get a drink. Although I wasn't limping as much as I did earlier, it was still difficult to walk down the stairs. I eventually made it to the kitchen and started to search the fridge for a refreshing beverage. It didn't take me long to find something I liked and started to make my way upstairs. Before I could make it to the stairs, I saw the shadow figure from earlier dash across the living room floor and disappear behind the ivory beige leather couch. However, the figure seemed to be a bit more detailed than before. You see, it seemed to be wearing trapezoid shaped headgear.

At that moment, my heart had skipped several beats as I dropped my drink and bolted as fast as I could towards the door leading to the backyard. "Erika!" I shouted frantically at the top of my lungs. I started to check all of the areas in the backyard, especially the most visited spots such as the shed and grilling area. When my search came up empty handed, I ran back in the house and screamed Erika's name even louder. At this point, sweat was pouring down my forehead and my head felt extremely tight as I was wondering where Erika was. I had yelled Erika's named and banged on nearly every door in the house.

After my search turned up empty, I scrambled to find Erika's old beat up prepaid phone to contact her. As soon as I found it, I attempted to turn on the phone by holding down the "end" button with as much force as possible. After more than a few seconds, nothing showed up on the screen. I tried frantically tapping the button with my thumb but it was as effective as trying to fix a sinking ship with a band aid. I quickly pulled out all of the kitchen draws and fished around for the charger, hoping that it would actually be the solution to the problem. When I spotted an outlet on the left hand side of the oven, I dashed over there as fast as I could. I forcefully shoved the box like end of the charger into the outlet and pushed the smaller end into the bottom of the phone. The moment I had gotten everything plugged in, I didn't even wait to see if anything would happen and bolted up the stairs and slammed my bedroom door shut.

I made my way towards the closet and carefully slid the door open. When I got in there, I did my best to make sure that I made as little noise as possible while closing the door. I sat in there for at least a half hour until I decided that whatever that thing was downstairs had left and it was safe to come out. I breathed a sigh of relief and soon plopped myself on the daybed, and hit the play button on the remote without hesitation.

As the episode began playing, the setting had been switched to modern day Japan. There was flat hooded black and white truck parked alongside the half opened steel gate of a two story home. From what wasn't blocked by the truck, the house seemed to have a large, green trapezoid shaped roof with rectangular windows on both sides of the house front. The siding had a beige colour and its texture reminded me of those "echo reducing" panels that are sometimes implemented into large rooms like concert halls. This shot was focused on for a few seconds with almost nothing but the ambience of humming cicadas and the occasional chirping of the birds alongside calm but faint orchestral music.

The episode then cut to a family moving into their new home where a young girl that looked like she was in her early teens was carrying two cardboard boxes over to her mother on the first level porch. "Mom", Said the girl, "I'm not sure that moving to Japan is a good idea. I mean, it's one thing to move to a new town or even a different state. But another country?!" The mother let out a small chuckle and started to give the girl a big hug. "I know this isn't easy for you Kristy, but this is a decision that's not really yours to make." Kristy tried to pull away from her mother and continue moving boxes but the mother had stopped her before she could pull off the action successfully.

"Kristy please! Don't act like you're the only one who isn't happy about your father's company forcing him to transfer to another branch for God knows what!" She cut herself off and took a deep breath. "Look if it makes you feel better, I'm not exactly up to moving out here myself. I'll tell you what though, when your father gets home from checking out his new workplace, we'll have a big celebration! Until then, let's get this stuff moved in, alright!" At first, Kristy tensed up and let out a huge sigh. However, Kristy's mother had reassured her and they disbanded to continue moving boxes.

The episode had then shown one of the rooms inside the house. At first, I couldn't tell what it was supposed to be but after closer examination, it looked like a living room with only a couple of furniture pieces in place. Kristy and her mother were then shown on opposite sides of the room unpacking various objects like vases and two small end tables. "Kristy! In a bit, I'll show you your new room, OK?" Said Kristy's mom. "Alright mom. Let's just hope it's big." Kristy replied. The mother laughed and said, "Not every room in Japan is the size of a closet you know!"

After the girls were finished unpacking things in the living room, they started to walk up the stairs. As they were walking, the episode had switched to a point of view shot of Kristy walking up the stairs with her mother just a few steps behind her. By the time she had nearly reached the top of the stairs, there was a still shot of the doorframe of what appeared to be Kristy's room. Kristy shortly appeared in the shot and she took a peek at her new room. As she was looking around, she noticed that something was amiss.

In the middle of the room, there was a large empty space where Kristy's bed should've been. "Mom!" Kristy shouted, "We've been robbed!". Kristy's mother came flying up the stairs and burst into her daughter's room. She hastily examined the room and had also seen the empty space. Her panic had quickly turned into frustration as she let out a huge sigh. "I'm sorry honey. I thought the moving guys got all your furniture set up. Besides, I don't think burglars would want to go through the hassle of moving a bed."

"Let me guess, I'm going to have to sleep on the dirty reed floor, right?" Kristy asked furiously as she sat down in her pink bean bag chair. Her mother came up to her and started rubbing her back. "Well until me or your father have time go bed shopping, it seems like that's the case." Kristy immediately climbed out of the chair and stormed out of the room in a huff, saying that she was going to go for a walk.

Chapter 7

The episode shifted back to the outside of the house where Kristy had slammed the door behind her. As she proceeded down the walkway, she seemed to stroll at a very brisk pace. When she got to the gate, Kristy was shown to have a slight scowl on her face as she unlocked it. The gate had burst wide open as Kristy fiercely heaved it forward and hit the surrounding stone wall so hard, that one of the hinges had almost broke.

As Kristy set out on her walk, she took note of the street's colour. Instead of the inky black asphalt she was used to, the street had a grayish green tint to it. She then let out a small grunt and said to herself, "Who chose the street colour, leprechauns?". Kristy calmed down as she started to look around at the colourful flowers that lined the tops of the beige walls on both sides of the street. A bit later into her walk, she started to realize how narrow the street was and became more fidgety.

At the thought of being run over by a car, Kristy hastened her stride and the background music became more audible and gradually increased its tempo. The music kept building until Kristy got to an open gate where a figure had leapt out at her and let out a thunderous roar. At the same time, I heard the window on the right side of the queen sized bed shatter, which made me shriek and roll off of the daybed and onto the left side of the queen sized bed.

I paused the episode and slowly crawled over to investigate. Once I was within inches of the shattered glass, I got up off of the floor and saw something that made me jump back and whisper "What the hell?" There, on the floor near the window was a dark bronze and ivory feathered bird with yellow eyes and a lengthy wingspan lying down. The bird was still as a statue, as I didn't see it even attempt to move. I also noticed that it had small strands of green plant life in its sharp slate beak and feathers that I thought got caught on whatever the bird had eaten.

After I looked over the bird, I turned away as quickly as I could and inched my way back to the daybed while holding my breath. Before I climbed back on the daybed, I swiftly grabbed a blanket off of the queen sized bed and threw it over the bird.)

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   07:46, October 4, 2016 (UTC)

Re:
I haven't noticed anything on my end. What specific buttons?

Jay Ten (talk) 22:52, October 4, 2016 (UTC)


 * Ok, I see now. I actually have monobook as my default skin, so I didn't notice, but yeah, it's gone on mine when I switch over.  If you only use it for the feed, this link should get you there - http://creepypasta.wikia.com/index.php?title=Special%3ARecentChanges&useskin=monobook


 * I'll see if I can find out anything.


 * Jay Ten (talk) 23:07, October 4, 2016 (UTC)

Clowns and frowns
I wonder how many people have been led away in handcuffs because they thought it would be funny to prank-threaten someone. "All I did was joke that I had a bomb in my toothpaste! Come on, that's funny, right?" I suppose if your threat had a cartoon with a clown making the actual threat before getting pied in the face and falling down, it might be funny. To let you know how far out this has gotten, I heard that Stephen King issued a statement saying not all clowns are dangerous. Last night there was a commercial for The Late Show with Stephen Colbert advertising a message from clowns. I just watched it and it's actually pretty funny. My favorite part is the clown at the end pleading, "Please, give us back our dignity." Just a heads-up- there will be no clowns in the final part of the Houseguest draft, which hopefully I'll be able to post tomorrow. Raidra (talk) 00:23, October 7, 2016 (UTC)
 * The last part has been posted! Raidra (talk) 00:54, October 8, 2016 (UTC)

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So in terms of the errors you found, I corrected most of them and even corrected errors on chapters five, six, and seven (mostly in the dialogue parts) but I couldn't find this part: (" I noticed that I was". Extra space.) I forgot which chapter it was on. Ack!

I'm currently on season three fir my Haunting Hour reviews and I'm going to upload a new review tomorrow since I usually upload reviews every other Friday.

I also removed the line where the protagonist says ("Even though I wasn't epileptic or photosensitive") because while a condition known as Photosensitive Epilepsy exists, it sounded weird when I put the exact name of the condition in that particular line ("Even though I didn't have Photosensitive Epilepsy"). Maybe there's a better way of describing the condition without it sounding weird, but I can't think of how to do that for now.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   06:15, October 7, 2016 (UTC)

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So I went to chapter three and I corrected the error. Sometimes, Fast Notepad will process spaces weirdly if they're near a line break so what looks correct on Notepad looks incorrect on the talk page. I'm currently working on a new chapter for the Haunting Hour pasta and I'm considering adding the line about the character not having any sensitivities to light or sound or anything but if I'm going to do that, then I'll have to keep it more general like you said. I'm thinking something along the lines of (Even though I wasn't sensitive to bright light...).

As for my Haunting Hour reviews, I just finished reviewing the sixth episode of season three and when I get a chance this week, I'll watch the next episode I have to review if I can find it. Season three never got am official release so most of the full season three episodes were most likely taped off of TV when they aired. I honestly don't know why the full series hasn't been released but I'm glad that someone taped the episodes while they were available. As far as making these reviews go, I usually upload them every other Friday, though sometimes I upload them sooner. For the time it takes me to make a review, it depends on the episode. Sometimes it takes me less than a week to write the review while others take a bit longer.

Go ahead and take your time reading them. It's now taken me at least a year to write this pasta.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   14:16, October 12, 2016 (UTC)

Yo
Couldn't think of a funny subject line, apologies. Just checkin' in since it has been a while since I talked to ya. This isn't me bustin' your balls, but really I'm just seeing how things are going. Hope all is well.

Jay Ten (talk) 13:35, October 17, 2016 (UTC)


 * Dude, that sounds awesome. I've never been to the theater to see an older film, but I would love to, especially one that epic.  I just hope you don't get arrested for indecent exposure when you show up in your black lingerie.  And yeah, the auto-refresh was added recently, but the feed is still the better choice in my opinion.  And no worries about the time away.  Sounds like you had the perfect storm going on, which I can relate to.  Have a good one.


 * Jay Ten (talk) 14:53, October 18, 2016 (UTC)

Bonus features
Here's a bonus for you- entries I wrote a while back for Devotee/Daniel and Kent. I have the feeling that once you know Kent's full backstory, you'll look at a couple parts of the story in a new light. However, I'm neither confirming or denying that he's a brony. I have to have some secrets.

Devotee Trivia
 * Secret identity- Daniel Marcus
 * Birthplace- Georgia
 * Occupation- counterterrorist (formerly soldier)
 * List of powers, abilities, and weapons- strength, agility, heightened reflexes, endurance, speed, combat skill, marksmanship, special shield, special armor, utility belt
 * Status- member of Basilisk, member of Re’em, member of Shophetim
 * First appearance- Horrific: Devotee
 * Personality- Devotee is brash and usually not shy about entering a fight. He desires to do good works, but he also struggles with emotional issues.  A series of personal tragedies made his mind start to become unstable.  Due to his imprisonment and torture, his mind warped further and he developed post-traumatic stress disorder.  However, he received support and is now more stable.  Though he can be arrogant at times, he admits that he has faults and has done things he’s not proud of.  He formerly believed that good works could cleanse his soul, but he came to realize that he needed to have faith in a Higher Power.  Because members of both groups helped him in his time of need, he is close to both Basilisk/Re’em and Shophetim.  He is especially close to the Basilisk and Re’em member known as Pathos and the heroine known as Liberator.  Devotee is patriotic and wants to protect America’s people and values.  Because of this he revels in the chance to serve as a hero.  He hates firearms and prefers other weapons, such as his shield.  Due to his recovery in Dart Tongue’s clinic, he sometimes prefers a hospital bed to a regular bed.
 * Appearance- Devotee is a male Caucasian human with blond hair with three thick tufts. His costume consists of a dark blue gray mask and chain mail armor with a white star over the left breast, red gloves and boots, and a white utility belt.  The back of his armor also has a silver shield holder.
 * Entry- Patriot and ex-soldier Daniel Marcus was abducted and used as a guinea pig in an experiment which gave him increased power. His captors then forced him to relive traumatic moments in his life, making his mind unstable.  Luckily for him, Dart Tongue found out about him and had his henchmen rescue him.  Members of Basilisk helped in his recovery.  Seeing his potential, Dart Tongue also gave Marcus equipment so he could become a vigilante.  Since Marcus had a great love of country, he was given the alias “Devotee”.  Feeling that heroes such as The Flying Fox, Ultra Kate, and Karate Kate would be better equipped to help Devotee’s psychological recovery, Dart Tongue compassionately let the Super Kates take Devotee into their care.  This led to Devotee’s mental state improving further. Devotee became a member of Basilisk, but he is also a heroic vigilante who helps those in need.  The brash counterterrorist is glad that Dart Tongue and many of his associates have reformed. [Basilisk is technically a criminal organization, but as we've seen, many of the members are very heroic and altruistic.In fact, some members are vigilantes who protect people against criminal gangs. There's a further shift away from criminal dealings so the members can focus on heroic work like they performed in The Houseguest series and "Fu Manchu's Serum". In the process the Basilisk off-shoot Re'em is formed. It still sounds weird to say Ripley and his bunch reformed, though, since, as you saw, they always had morals and integrity.]
 * Description of powers, abilities, and weapons- Devotee has increased strength, speed, agility, endurance, and reflexes. He is a very skilled fighter and can throw a weapon with accuracy.  He wears a belt containing various weapons and other items as well as a special suit of armor made of a special chain mail which is lightweight and helps protect against bullets and extreme temperatures.  He wields a shield that is made of special material, nearly indestructible, and capable of being thrown easily.
 * Weaknesses- Devotee is susceptible to the same weaknesses as an ordinary person (extreme temperatures, poison gas, etc.). [This seems to contradict the frigid water test, but the way I look at it is he would have died if he had been left there for too long. He endured it and recovered quickly, but he still got frostbite] His armor provides some protection from extreme temperatures, but if he spends too much time fighting in extreme temperatures, he’ll pass out. He has post-traumatic stress disorder (a mental illness in which certain triggers cause one to relive traumatic events), which can result in fits and a loss of control, but this does little to stop him.
 * Devotee was inspired by U.S. Agent (John Walker) from Marvel Comics, a character who once took the mantle of Captain America away from Steve Rogers. His first name is a reference to Jack Daniels, another one of his aliases, and his last name is a reference to Mark Gruenwald, the Marvel editor who wrote Captain America for a number of years as well as the first U.S. Agent series.  “Marcus” is also a Latin name meaning “Martial” or “War-like”, a reference to how U.S. Agent was more violent during his term as Captain America.  I had difficulty coming up with a name for the character.  I repeatedly noted to myself that the best name would be “U.S. Agent”, but I couldn’t use that because that was the name of the character I was ripping off!
 * Devotee, a U.S. Agent rip-off, debuted years before Liberator, a Captain America rip-off, made her appearance. This is the opposite of the case at Marvel Comics, as Captain America was around decades before U.S. Agent (originally the second hero to use the title “Super Patriot”) debuted.  Ironically, Liberator was created first and I simply chose to debut Devotee first.

Kent Vimms Trivia
 * Secret identity- Jimmy Mester
 * Birthplace- Kentucky
 * Occupation- henchman/bodyguard
 * List of powers, abilities, and weapons- combat skill, marksmanship, weapons expertise, mechanical ability, tranquilizer pistol
 * Status- member of the Who Knows League, member of Shophetim
 * First appearance- SLJ#50 (first mentioned in KK#12)
 * Personality- Kent Vimms has a strong sense of honor. He loves his little sister, Missy Mester, and is very protective of her.  Like Missy, he misses their late mother and has no respect for their late father, terrorist Johnny Mester.  He ran away from home due to Johnny’s behavior.  He felt guilty about this, and when he went to reconnect with Missy, he was unsure of how she would react.  This led to him concealing his identity, posing as a friend of her brother instead.  He kept this charade up for years, abandoning it only when Missy told him that she had figured out the truth long ago.  One of his trademarks is his excessive use of hair grease.  This may be due to his fondness of the movie Grease.
 * Appearance- Kent Vimms is a male Caucasian human. He has red hair which has three tufts and a definite sheen from his excessive use of hair grease.  He often wears a light blue-green shirt, blue shorts, and white shoes.
 * Entry- Kent Vimms, the man with the excessive hair grease, is really Jimmy Mester, Missy Mester’s older brother. Years after he ran away from home, he felt guilty about leaving her and wanted to meet with her.  However, not knowing how she’d react to him, he decided to say he was a friend of her brother’s.  On the way to visit her, he began suffering from illness.  Missy found him unconscious in a field and took him in to treat him.  Kent told her the story he’d crafted and gave her a letter he’d written.  Missy was happy to hear from her brother again and insisted Kent stay, as he was too sick to leave.  Kent eventually became Missy’s henchman and bodyguard.  His comments to the Super Kates made them realize they needed to made peace with Missy Mester and try to help her.  When Ultra Kate helped treat Kent and Karate Kate, who had accidentally been infected with Missy’s fear gas, Missy admitted that she had figured out the truth shortly after meeting Kent.  Kent, like his sister, is now a member of the Who Knows League.
 * Description of powers, abilities, and weapons- Kent Vimms is a good fighter and knows how to use a variety of weapons. He is also good at repairing machinery.  He has a tranquilizer pistol which he can shoot with accuracy.
 * Weaknesses- Kent Vimms is susceptible to the same weaknesses as an ordinary person (extreme temperatures, poison gas, etc.). He has some emotional problems stemming from his traumatic childhood, but this does little to stop him.
 * Kent Vimms was created because I thought it would make for interesting storylines.
 * His greasy hair was, not surprisingly, inspired by characters in the movie Grease. Raidra (talk) 14:37, October 20, 2016 (UTC)

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Hey there! How's it going? I haven't heard from you in awhile and I was just checking in to make sure everything was okay. Speaking of that, how's the reading of the next three chapters of that Haunting Hour pasta coming along?

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   03:54, October 21, 2016 (UTC)

My Little Brony: Penance is Magic
It was my pleasure! I'm glad you liked it. Do you think I should add Daniel's profile to the end of the story when I post it, like how "The Man Called Pathos" has Pathos's profile at the end? I think I am going to make Kent a brony, but a quiet one. If the subject comes up, he won't talk your ear off about it, and if you walk in on him watching an episode, he's not going to scramble to turn it off like he's ashamed; he'll just nonchalantly mute it and turn to look at you like, "Yes? What is it?" In other words, he won't be like this guy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGbXWVKSOSI, he'll be like like these people https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0HDeoap8zs. Raidra (talk) 20:36, October 23, 2016 (UTC)
 * Kent Vimms- he's not that kind of brony. ;-) Raidra (talk) 00:37, October 25, 2016 (UTC)

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So I went back and corrected the grammatical errors you spotted. I've also gave a bit more detail to the cold morning's setting (There were multiple, three second scenes of soldiers running across a vast green field and clashing with each other that had me on the edge of my seat.) I also got rid of the word "daimyo" and replaced it with something a little more descriptive (After the "Golden light samurai" moment, the episode immediately cut to a scene involving a frustrated elderly man wearing a green low cut vest with a puffy white shirt underneath becoming even more frustrated by the fact that more of his troops have been disappearing and the most recent disappearance wasn't helping him simmer down at all.) Because I figured it would be easier for the reader to follow along and not have to Google the word to know what I'm talking about. Not only that but in chapter six, I changed the words "prepaid phone" to "flip phone" because I recently figured out that not every prepaid phone, especially nowadays, is a flip phone.

You also said something about how it would help to fill the reader in more on how the protagonist was feeling during all of the incident after she watched the cold opening since that is not really touched on. I'm trying to figure out a good place to put it. Maybe she could give more insight about her feelings during the incident when she is hiding in the closet or maybe when she is looking for Erika. Not only that but I'm also trying to figure out how express her feelings. Maybe it could be completely through inner dialogue or something else.

It's been awhile since I sent you a set of chapters but I think I've sent you chapters 5, 6, and 7 though I could be wrong. If you could remind me what chapters I sent you last, that would be great since I don't want to send the same chapters twice.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   20:26, October 25, 2016 (UTC)

Behold my creation!
Okay, "The Memory Machine" has been posted! Raidra (talk) 15:57, October 26, 2016 (UTC)

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Here's Chapters 8-10:

(Chapter 8

I once again propped myself up on the daybed and continued watching the episode. When Kristy saw the figure, she turned around and scampered as quickly as she could. As she was running, a voice called out saying "No! Wait come back!" and "I'm sorry!". This continued until Kristy felt someone gripping her arm very tightly.

She was forcefully turned around and as soon as she saw who grabbed her, she started to calm down a bit. It turned out to be a boy her age who was wearing a plain white T-shirt, black jeans, and glasses with thin, circular frames. "Mind telling me what that was all about?" Kristy asked as she was panting heavily. The boy started to laugh and said "I'm sorry! I was trying to scare my friend and you looked a bit like her." The boy kindly introduced himself as Hotaka Koizumi and Kristy had followed suit.

Hotaka told Kristy about the truck and she had responded to him by saying that her family had just moved in. "So you're the new neighbors, huh?" Hotaka asked with enthusiasm. "You know, my family has been wanting to meet you and your family but they were busy with other things." Kristy told him that she would be more than happy to visit his house since she was out anyway. She called up her mom and let her know that she was going to be a bit late getting back from her walk.

The next scene showed Kristy and Hotaka sitting under what looked like a cross between a table and a blanket. They started talking about various things from both their cultures, which led to Hotaka asking Kristy if she has heard about the legend of the samurai girl. "I gotta be honest, I haven't heard of that legend." Hotaka began to tell Kristy about it and as soon as he said the words "Well, you see", it immediately cut to the outside of his house with an orange sky in the background.

The episode shifted back to Kristy and Hotaka. Only this time, Kristy had a bit of a surprised look on her face. "Speaking of girls," Hotaka began, "Me and my friends were thinking of playing a game of Kokuri San in the forest near our school sometime this week. Would you like to join us?". Kristy thought about it for a moment and happily accepted Hotaka's offer.

When I got to the scene where Kristy arrived at her house, I heard tiny footsteps coming from the bathroom, which was right next to my room. "Huh... That's strange." I thought to myself, "I didn't hear anyone come up the stairs." Thinking somebody had broken into the house, I grabbed a large wooden coat hanger from my closet and made my way towards the bathroom.

As I opened the bathroom door, I ran in and checked every possible hiding place. When my search came up empty handed, I proceeded back to my room. I was just about to shut my door when I encountered the shadow figure once again as it glided along the wall of my brother's room across the hall. This time however, it seemed to be more detailed. Along with the trapezoid headgear, it now had thin crescent horns in the middle of the headgear and rectangular shoulder pads. I hastily gasped and slammed the door shut. I started to hyperventilate for a bit as I locked my door and made a break for the daybed.

Chapter 9

I was inches away from the daybed when I jumped up and collided with its mattress just hard enough to find myself bouncing a couple of feet up in the air. A moment later, I had stopped bouncing and tried to find the remote, only to discover that it had fallen off as I landed on the mattress. I quickly found it lying under the queen sized bed and hit the play button as soon as I sat down.

The episode showed an establishing shot of the outside of Kristy's house before shifting to the inside of it. The moment Kristy walked in, her father was calling her name in a rather ecstatic tone of voice. "Ohh! There's my girl!" Kristy's dad said as he gave her a big hug. "Hi dad." Kristy replied with a sheepish chuckle. Kristy's dad asked her how her day went and she told him she had met with a neighbor, to which he immediately lit up. "Well would you look at that! Not even one day as residents and already my girl has gotten to know the others." He then moved his hand around Kristy's hair and enthusiastically announced, "Way to go, honey!"

Kristy's muscles started to stiffen as her eyes widened and her mouth turned into a frown that showed the upper half of her teeth. "Uh dad... You feeling OK?" Kristy asked in a shaky voice. Before Kristy's dad could answer, the two were called into the dining room to start the celebration that was mentioned earlier in the episode.

Like in the rest of the house, the room had sliding doors and reed floors. The table had thick but tiny legs and a thin rectangular top that had a bit more width than the average dugout bench. Despite its size, the table was able to have room for two bowls of what looked like slimy beans on top of white rice and three black boxes that had five compartments in them. The chairs had plush, white cushions on the back and on the sitting area. However, these chairs had no legs which I assumed made it nearly impossible to pull them out easily.

The family all sat down in the chairs and as soon as everyone was given a glass of what I assumed to be non-alcoholic wine, they all gave a toast to their first night as residents in Japan. From there, everyone happily dug into their food and guzzled down their drinks. As the family was eating, an ear piercing crash came from the kitchen. At that moment, everyone dropped what they were doing and scurried towards the kitchen. By the time they got there however, their jaws had dropped.

Appliances such as an electric can opener and toaster were thrown on the floor and had a few large scratches on them. The trash bin was still rolling around as garbage nearly covered the floor. The window above the sink had a large hole in it and glass shards were found in the sink and on the dish towel near said sink.

As Kristy stared in awe at the chaotic mess, she noticed a trail of odd looking black spots that began from the floor up to the left hand side of the counter leading to the window. Kristy then walked through the rubbish to get a closer look at the dots. She kneeled down on the floor and leaned over a bit. "Hmm..." Kristy thought as she was examining the trail, "These don't seem like any animal tracks I'm familiar with." Kristy's parents asked her what she was looking at and the only answer Kristy gave them was a small shrug.

Chapter 10

After that scene played out, I noticed that my room became dimmer. I turned around to see that the sun was setting as it turned my room orange. While this seemed beautiful to look at, my breathing became faster as I slowly walked over to the shattered window to shut the blinds. When I was a kid, my mom would tell me to close my blinds at night so that way, people would be less inclined to look into my window or break in or something like that. Ever since then, I have NEVER left my blinds open at night. Even during sunset, I still closed them anyway.

As soon as the blinds were shut, I went back to the daybed and grabbed the remote. Just as I was about to hit play, I heard some low rumbling sounds that seemed like there was a thunderstorm coming from the basement. At that moment, every part of my body had stiffened tightly and I took in a small gulp. I then got up and grabbed the blanket that was covering up the bird and broken glass. I headed down the stairs and opened up the basement door.

When I put my foot on the first brown wooden step, I noticed that it gave off a creaking sound and it seemed as though the step was hollow and ready to give way if I'd put too much weight on it. Nevertheless, I continued down the stairs into the basement where I turned on the light as soon as I made it to the bottom.

Much to my surprise, I couldn't hear the rumbling anymore and brushed it off as a really loud motorcycle passing by the end of our short street. Just to be safe, I had checked both the washing machine and dryer to make sure that they weren't left on by Erika or Hunter by mistake. Aside from the abundant amount of loose change I found in the back of both machines, nothing had really seemed out of place.

As I was inspecting the basement further, I once again saw the shadow figure but this time, it was gliding on a wall that was just inches away from me. It also seemed to be carrying a thin rectangular blade with a diagonally cut tip on the right side of its waist. I hollered so loudly, that I almost broke the glass of the basement windows. I then threw the blanket with the dead bird inside it at the figure but when the blanket hit the wall, the shadow figure had disappeared.

At that point, I ran out of the basement so fast that I didn't even bother bringing the blanket upstairs with me. I headed for the kitchen counter and tried using the flip phone once again. However, when I grabbed the phone, I accidentally ripped the charger out of the wall. I frantically plugged the phone back in and tried contacting 911. However, when I tried dialing the number, I noticed that the phone's screen was blank for a few seconds. I forcefully sighed and quickly tapped my foot up and down.

When the screen finally turned back on, I tried contacting 911 once again. The dial tone played for a least a few seconds. Before anyone could answer however, the screen had gone blank and when I tried turning the phone back on, the screen remained unchanged. I angrily screamed "Oh come on!" and threw the phone against the living room wall so hard, that the cheaply made phone had snapped in two.)

By the way, if you're worried about Hotaka and Kristy becoming a romantic couple, they won't. I intend to have them be just friends because not every boy/girl relationship needs to be romantic. Cliche averted... I think!

So I took your advice about character insight in chapter six and I think I might've gotten it down but I don't know. Here's what I got: (At this point, sweat was pouring down my forehead and my head felt extremely tight as I was wondering where Erika was. I had yelled Erika's named and banged on nearly every door in the house but she along with Hunter were nowhere to be found! Hell! I didn't even see a note anywhere. Tears were running down my face and my whole body felt extremely hot. "Oh no! Please don't tell me they..." I sobbed.") If that's what you meant by having the story touch upon how the character is feeling in that situation, then great. If not, let me know.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   21:49, October 28, 2016 (UTC)

Re: Car Crash Conundrum
Hey, the only thing I mentioned in my story was that it was violent. I think the main character only sees the aftermath so the details are more than up to you. In my story I have the protagonist notice a manhole that's been launched and stuck a concrete wall due to the force. If I had to make one suggestion it'd be that I like the idea of the water/sewage being filled with remnants of the spider's chitin. Other than that it can be shit, generic 'brown' water, clean water - anything you want. I think that because the sewage system runs throughout the town that maybe in some parts it would be violent, whereas for other parts it might just be a swelling of water that makes certain roads unpassable. I think you should just settle on whatever works best for your plot ChristianWallis (talk) 10:23, November 4, 2016 (UTC)

I'm Just Spreading the Gospel
I thought you'd be happy I was doing my part to spread the word of Pen E. Flirter. I was hoping that it would allow you to enter more innocents' dreams where you could... well... do whatever it is Dr. Flirter does to people. I imagine it involves a lot of tears and latex, perhaps some nipple clamps. If that's not enough payment, I suppose I could send you a portion of the profit I made from selling the life-size posters I had made of Flirter. Travis and Christian (and a few others who wish to remain nameless) paid a pretty Pen E. for them. And for some reason I feel like you've likely had more than your fair share of Four Lokos.

Jay Ten (talk) 23:37, November 5, 2016 (UTC)

Congrats!
Congratulations on winning the People's Choice for the Creepypasta Wiki Costume Contest. Here is a page where you can view your entry and the other participants. Thanks for entering. EmpyrealInvective (talk) 03:55, November 6, 2016 (UTC)

Talk page
Might be the time for a new archive, my friend.

You bring the bodies, I handle the rest (talk) 20:47, November 7, 2016 (UTC)


 * You're forgetting about Frank's undying love for all things unwieldy, Diex.


 * Jay Ten (talk) 20:54, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

But there's only so many things you can stuff in a place at the same time before it can't fit anymore. You should know best, Jay.

You bring the bodies, I handle the rest (talk) 21:01, November 7, 2016 (UTC)

Rose tints my world
Good evening, Doctor.

I have posted a story yesterday and was wondering if you could give me some feedback on it. It's not like any of my other stories, as in there are no monsters or paranormal things happening in it. It's titled Jenna if you get a chance.

Thanks,

JohnathanNash (talk) 02:30, November 8, 2016 (UTC)

Reply to "Chapter Pack Review" Message
Some of errors can be attributed to me typing too fast or my tablet using autocorrect without my knowledge. I wish there was a way to tone down auto correct so it isn't such a pain in the ass. I have something like that on my phone but nothing like that on my tablet. I think there might be apps out there to control autocorrect but I'll have to check. In the meantime, I can correct those errors you pointed out.

While I'm correcting the errors, I could send you chapters 11, 12, and 13. I'm still working on 14 at the moment so I'll send that to you when I complete it.

So for chapter ten, I originally had the protagonist break the phone by throwing it across the room because it wouldn't let her call 911 due to insufficient funds. I did some research on that to see if could actually happen in real life and much to my surprise, you can call 911 even if you don't have service or have service terminated. Because of this, I decided to change it to something a bit more realistic like the phone turning off as she tries to get a hold of 911 while it's on the charger and not being able to turn back on due to how cheap and beat up the phone is thus prompting the protagonist to throw the phone across the room.

For the dialogue scenes, I tried paragraph breaking but on notepad, it looks really weird (perhaps because I'm not used to doing something like that) and I always have the urge to remove the breaking. I think it might look better in a word document but I'm willing to give the breaking another shot.

Heeere's Hailey!  Wanna Talk?   06:58, November 9, 2016 (UTC)