Jay - Day 352 (ALL HAIL CHURNABOG!!)
So yeah, my life's been.....mostly me not doing blogger post's like I should.... busy! Thought I'd write some horror stuff for yah (thanks for the idea Anna!). It's based on a picture, but I'm too lazy to find it.
*Waves baton threateningly* ON WITH THE SHOWWWWW!!!
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"Are you absolutely, positively, extra certain that this is safe??" Noelle raised an eyebrow as she stared at the electric fence, her arms crossed. Beside her, a certain black-haired girl was twitching with excitement, her two-toned blue and violet eyes wide.
"Of course! I would never put you in harms way!" She chirped as she walked up to the fence. "They never put the fence on anyways!"
Scowling, Noelle followed, reaching a hand out tentatively. As she fingered one of the metal links, the fence quivered, but didn't shock her in the slightest. "I'm not even gonna ask how you knew this was going to work, Jay."
"You don't want to know!" The teen started scaling the fence clumsily, her sneakers digging into the small holes of the fence. "You coming?"
"Of course!" As Noelle followed, she snorted at the red and white 'PRIVATE PROPERTY: NO TRESSPASSING' sign that was clamped onto four different links. Looking back up, she watched as Jay fell ungracefully to the ground, her shoulder-length hair falling around her. Following her over to the other side, her sneakers met the ground with a thump.
"Welcome to the Dark Side!!" Jay motioned to an abandoned warehouse behind her, pulling off a spray paint bottle form her belt. Shaking it up, she turned and started walking towards the building, her leather jacket still dusty from her fall.
"Jay! Wait! What are you trying to do?!" Noelle caught up and gave her a suspicious glance.
"It's called graffiti, honey." She held out a can of neon green paint. "Wanna try????"
"No...I thought this was a dare?" Noelle glanced back at the car parked on the other side of the fence, where Jillian and Anna were waving and laughing.
"It is. This place's supposed to be haunted by the dead members of a cult!" She whispered, a sadistic grin crossing her face. "We gotta stay inside for at least thirty minutes!"
Staring back at the place, she gulped. "Thirty minutes in an abandoned warehouse? What if it collapses?"
Already five meters ahead of her, Jay turned and grinned. "It won't!"
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"HELLOOOOOOOOO?????? ANY CULT GHOST'S 'ROUND HERE????" Jay said loudly, her hands cupped over her face. Noelle walked a few paces behind her, spray can held up defensively. Though, as she walked, Noelle noticed Jay quivering slightly and jumping at unexpected sounds.
"Are you scared?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Jay scoffed and laughed obnoxiously.
"Of course not! No cult ghosts are gonna sca-"
All hail Churnabog! All hail Churnabog!
The ravenette squeaked and shuffled closer to Noelle, shaking slightly. "What was that??"
"A cult ghost?" Noelle guessed as she walked closer to the sound, her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
Suddenly bursting with confidence, Jay pulled a butterfly knife out of her pocket and walked down the hallway, waving it dramatically in front of her. Following, Noelle watched as she peeked around a huge doorway, only for the heterochromatic girl to come running back.
"They're summoning something Noelle!" Jay hissed, eyes wide. Rolling her eyes for about the hundredth time,the totally scared totally unafraid teen poked her head around the doorframe, watching with increasing surprise, confusion, and fear.
At least thirteen men and women (it was hard to tell in the dim lighting) stood around a red, satanic circle. Masks covered their faces, and robes shrouded their bodies in gray and red. A huge fire roared behind them, and they were mumbling words under their breaths in unison.
All hail Churnabog! All hail Churnabog!!
"I told you! Cult ghosts!" Jay said from behind her, nervous sweat glistening on her forehead. Either that, or the fire was a bit too close.
"Shut up! Shouldn't we call the cops?! Or a church?!" Noelle turned to her, her hands still gripping the doorframe. Nodding furiously, Jay pulled out her anime encased iPhone and Noelle watched as she dialed 9-1-1.
"Hello? Ah, hi. We're at this abandoned warehouse on a dare- yes, I know, a very dangerous dare- and we found these cultists....can you come, I dunno, arrest them or something?" Noelle listened closely to the one-sided conversation, sighing with relief as Jay ended the call.
"They'll be here- oh, hello!"
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"This is all your fault!" Noelle growled as she struggled against her bonds, her eyes blazing with fury. Beside her, Jay hummed a tune, though her eyes were wide and she shook visibly.
"Blame the cultists~!" Jay half-sang, half-spoke, trying to keep herself from stuttering. One of said cultists walked up, their eyes glittering behind their mask. Jerking the two up by their wrists, the person dragged them into the circle. Plopping them down harshly, they returned to their spot in the circle and resumed their chant.
"We are literally, and physically doomed, you know that, right?" Noelle sighed as she slumped.
"We still gotta wait for the cops Editor!" Jay replied, attempting (and failing) to uncut her bonds with a knife. As she fumbled with the blade, one of the cultists walked up with a torch, bowing to them twice.
"May the great and mighty Churnabog accept this offering and take one of us as his new vessel." The person spoke in a deep male voice as he backed away, eyes closed and hands clasped.
The ceremony was nearing it's climax when.....
"CHURNABOG, SEND US THE BEST OF YOUR DISNEY MOVIES!" The people threw off their masks and robes to reveal normal teens with Disney t-shirts on, wide, completely normal smiles on their faces. One, a girl, walked over and undid the two's bonds.
"Thanks for your help! Now we'll be able to watch the newest Disney movies without buffering!" She chirped, helping the two dumfounded teens to their feet. Noelle gave her a shocked look, while Jay smiled.
"Cool! But what's with the demon summoning circle?" She motioned to the red mark, which had smeared. Laughing, the girl explained how this was a thing they did for fun, and there was nothing satanic going on at all. Also, the 'demonic circle' was actually a picture of Mickey Mouse.
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"Sorry Mr. Cop, sir!" Jay waved as she hopped into the car with her friends, grinning. Noelle was still a little shocked, but was actually intrigued as well.
"I cant believe you two found a cult! Without us!" Anna flopped back on her seat, scowling at the two. Jillian started the car and the four drove off, continuing their game of Truth-or-Dare from where they left off.
Hopefully none of them would run into a Disney Cult during all this....
Reviews:
WHAT. I WAS NOT INVOLVED IN THIS. GOOD BYE AND GOOD DAY! -Noelle
Me and Anna have the best parts in this! Just smile and wave Anna, smile and wave! -Jillian
*Waves baton threateningly* ON WITH THE SHOWWWWW!!!
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"Are you absolutely, positively, extra certain that this is safe??" Noelle raised an eyebrow as she stared at the electric fence, her arms crossed. Beside her, a certain black-haired girl was twitching with excitement, her two-toned blue and violet eyes wide.
"Of course! I would never put you in harms way!" She chirped as she walked up to the fence. "They never put the fence on anyways!"
Scowling, Noelle followed, reaching a hand out tentatively. As she fingered one of the metal links, the fence quivered, but didn't shock her in the slightest. "I'm not even gonna ask how you knew this was going to work, Jay."
"You don't want to know!" The teen started scaling the fence clumsily, her sneakers digging into the small holes of the fence. "You coming?"
"Of course!" As Noelle followed, she snorted at the red and white 'PRIVATE PROPERTY: NO TRESSPASSING' sign that was clamped onto four different links. Looking back up, she watched as Jay fell ungracefully to the ground, her shoulder-length hair falling around her. Following her over to the other side, her sneakers met the ground with a thump.
"Welcome to the Dark Side!!" Jay motioned to an abandoned warehouse behind her, pulling off a spray paint bottle form her belt. Shaking it up, she turned and started walking towards the building, her leather jacket still dusty from her fall.
"Jay! Wait! What are you trying to do?!" Noelle caught up and gave her a suspicious glance.
"It's called graffiti, honey." She held out a can of neon green paint. "Wanna try????"
"No...I thought this was a dare?" Noelle glanced back at the car parked on the other side of the fence, where Jillian and Anna were waving and laughing.
"It is. This place's supposed to be haunted by the dead members of a cult!" She whispered, a sadistic grin crossing her face. "We gotta stay inside for at least thirty minutes!"
Staring back at the place, she gulped. "Thirty minutes in an abandoned warehouse? What if it collapses?"
Already five meters ahead of her, Jay turned and grinned. "It won't!"
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"HELLOOOOOOOOO?????? ANY CULT GHOST'S 'ROUND HERE????" Jay said loudly, her hands cupped over her face. Noelle walked a few paces behind her, spray can held up defensively. Though, as she walked, Noelle noticed Jay quivering slightly and jumping at unexpected sounds.
"Are you scared?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Jay scoffed and laughed obnoxiously.
"Of course not! No cult ghosts are gonna sca-"
All hail Churnabog! All hail Churnabog!
The ravenette squeaked and shuffled closer to Noelle, shaking slightly. "What was that??"
"A cult ghost?" Noelle guessed as she walked closer to the sound, her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
Suddenly bursting with confidence, Jay pulled a butterfly knife out of her pocket and walked down the hallway, waving it dramatically in front of her. Following, Noelle watched as she peeked around a huge doorway, only for the heterochromatic girl to come running back.
"They're summoning something Noelle!" Jay hissed, eyes wide. Rolling her eyes for about the hundredth time,
At least thirteen men and women (it was hard to tell in the dim lighting) stood around a red, satanic circle. Masks covered their faces, and robes shrouded their bodies in gray and red. A huge fire roared behind them, and they were mumbling words under their breaths in unison.
All hail Churnabog! All hail Churnabog!!
"I told you! Cult ghosts!" Jay said from behind her, nervous sweat glistening on her forehead. Either that, or the fire was a bit too close.
"Shut up! Shouldn't we call the cops?! Or a church?!" Noelle turned to her, her hands still gripping the doorframe. Nodding furiously, Jay pulled out her anime encased iPhone and Noelle watched as she dialed 9-1-1.
"Hello? Ah, hi. We're at this abandoned warehouse on a dare- yes, I know, a very dangerous dare- and we found these cultists....can you come, I dunno, arrest them or something?" Noelle listened closely to the one-sided conversation, sighing with relief as Jay ended the call.
"They'll be here- oh, hello!"
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"This is all your fault!" Noelle growled as she struggled against her bonds, her eyes blazing with fury. Beside her, Jay hummed a tune, though her eyes were wide and she shook visibly.
"Blame the cultists~!" Jay half-sang, half-spoke, trying to keep herself from stuttering. One of said cultists walked up, their eyes glittering behind their mask. Jerking the two up by their wrists, the person dragged them into the circle. Plopping them down harshly, they returned to their spot in the circle and resumed their chant.
"We are literally, and physically doomed, you know that, right?" Noelle sighed as she slumped.
"We still gotta wait for the cops Editor!" Jay replied, attempting (and failing) to uncut her bonds with a knife. As she fumbled with the blade, one of the cultists walked up with a torch, bowing to them twice.
"May the great and mighty Churnabog accept this offering and take one of us as his new vessel." The person spoke in a deep male voice as he backed away, eyes closed and hands clasped.
The ceremony was nearing it's climax when.....
"CHURNABOG, SEND US THE BEST OF YOUR DISNEY MOVIES!" The people threw off their masks and robes to reveal normal teens with Disney t-shirts on, wide, completely normal smiles on their faces. One, a girl, walked over and undid the two's bonds.
"Thanks for your help! Now we'll be able to watch the newest Disney movies without buffering!" She chirped, helping the two dumfounded teens to their feet. Noelle gave her a shocked look, while Jay smiled.
"Cool! But what's with the demon summoning circle?" She motioned to the red mark, which had smeared. Laughing, the girl explained how this was a thing they did for fun, and there was nothing satanic going on at all. Also, the 'demonic circle' was actually a picture of Mickey Mouse.
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"Sorry Mr. Cop, sir!" Jay waved as she hopped into the car with her friends, grinning. Noelle was still a little shocked, but was actually intrigued as well.
"I cant believe you two found a cult! Without us!" Anna flopped back on her seat, scowling at the two. Jillian started the car and the four drove off, continuing their game of Truth-or-Dare from where they left off.
Hopefully none of them would run into a Disney Cult during all this....
Reviews:
WHAT. I WAS NOT INVOLVED IN THIS. GOOD BYE AND GOOD DAY! -Noelle
Me and Anna have the best parts in this! Just smile and wave Anna, smile and wave! -Jillian
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