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Post by masqueradia on Jun 30, 2009 1:19:56 GMT -5
(Here you go Jeremy. Lisa didn't quit your thread she moved your characters because it was getting long.)
Cecilia wandered up to the Amusement park. She'd been able to see it from a ways off. This place was in one of the pictures she'd found at Wish House, she was sure of it.
Secretly she wondered if she'd meet back up with the boy here. They'd gotten separated before she'd gotten this far. Heck, maybe he was excited to come here and had just beaten her?
She slowly wandered past the ticket booths and looked around. This place, like every other she'd seen, looked dilapidated. But the lights were still on. And she was sure she could hear music and motion from further in the park.
Suddenly movement caught her eye and she turned to the left. There was a poster on a light pole nearby and several posters were hanging on it, flapping in the wind. She walked over and tugged on the flyer.
It was a poster. It kind of looked like a wanted or missing poster but instead of wanted or missing it said, "MOMMY" in big, red letters under a child's picture of a woman with blond hair and brown eyes.
Looking at the scrawled, messy lettering on the poster, Cecilia stood there motionless trying to make sense of it.
If this poster were real... if this were left for her... then Jeremy may not only be alive... but he would know who she was...
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Post by shadow on Jun 30, 2009 11:48:39 GMT -5
((She teleported herself to Heaven's Night and left me in Woodside Apts.))
Jeremy rode on the carousel horse, his arms and legs held out and a huge smile on his face. His Closer stood off the side near the railing and watched as Jeremy rode around and around. Jeremy laughed, "This is great, Frank. I wish you could ride too." He thought to himself how much fun it was going to be to have the amusement park all to himself and what fun it would be when SHE showed up. The thought made his grin grow sinister. He could feel that she was near, in the park right now.
"The game starts now...Should i play fair, Frank?" He held up his Robbie the Rabbit doll, "Robbie?....Nah, i didn't think so either." He laughed and it echoed throughout the area, a haunting sound. The horse he rode upon changed to a bloodied abomination, neighing in pain. "We're going to have fun with her...."
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Post by masqueradia on Jul 2, 2009 0:49:46 GMT -5
Cecilia walked forward, sticking the poster in her bag with the other things she'd gotten that were leading her to Jeremy. At least... she hoped they were.
She looked up. Nearby there was a ball darts game where you threw the ball to knock down some milk bottles. Right there on the front of the stall was a pale blue Robbie doll. Cecilia slowly walked forward and picked it up, looking into it's beady eyes.
"...Jeremy..." She whispered, running her finger over it's nose. "You wouldn't leave Blue behind..." She stuck him in her backpack as well, looking up she noticed that there were blue Robbie dolls all over the stalls now. She gasped and stepped back.
Had those been there before? Blue Robbies holding balloons, blue robbies on mugs, blue Robbie alarmclocks... hair brushes, books, posters... everywhere... There were blue Robbies invading...
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Post by shadow on Jul 2, 2009 13:33:55 GMT -5
Like a whisper on the wind, a voice blew gently past Cecilia. A soft cry. "Mommy....Where are you mommy..." A dark figure ran from the ball dart booth, knocking over the pyramid of empty bottles. The small boy ducked behind another booth. "Mommy..." The soft sobbing echoed to her.
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Post by masqueradia on Jul 4, 2009 19:28:28 GMT -5
Cecilia's eyes widened and she slowly, cautiously stepped toward the booth she'd saw movement behind.
"...Jeremy?" She whispered. "...J...Jeremy?"
She held the blue robbie doll close and peered over the booth's opening. It was a booth with shotguns in it. There were balloons lined up on the back of it. A few hanging filled with helium probably as consolation prizes, most of the red, yellow, blue, green...
And one...single...solitary black one. She noticed it and raised her eybrow. It seemed to be barely attatched to the corner of the booth. She looked back to the booth itself.
"Sweetheart? ...Mommy's here... where are you?" She whispered desparately.
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Post by shadow on Jul 15, 2009 4:05:10 GMT -5
The figure, huddled in a corner made by adjacent booths, sobbed into his hands. The cries echoed eerily as Cecilia approached.
"How could you mommy....How could you let them do it...?"
The cries continued, reaching deep inside Cecilia and breathing deep sadness into her. The boy turned slowly. "How could you let them kill me mommy?" His pale face turned to her, blood spilling from his empty eye sockets. He stood and screamed, "HOW COULD YOU?" He ran toward her, grabbing the Robbie doll, and like a ghost passed through her. Disappearing on the other side of her, the sound of the child's laughter trailed off down the isle of booths. A breeze followed behind brushing fliers and garbage around the ground.
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