Dragonrii

The selection office was a decently pleasant place. Polished dark wood flooring, and walls with a nearly peach pale skin colour. There was an out of place, dimly lit chandelier in the middle of the small waiting room, which had a large umber rug depicting a wolf eating children, and four overstuffed maroon arm chairs sat upon it. Just beyond that, there were two separated offices.   In one of those offices, a sort of meeting was taking place. Four men spoke tirelessly to each other, and what had once been a simple discussion had sort of become a heated debate.   "We all know what expulsion means!" angrily shouted Güroah, a tall, frail

Corpsewalk School rules 1. No wandering around the halls if you have a class that you should be attending. If you have a free period, you are to see the selection office imminently for a new class. Not doing so is punishable by loss of privileges for a year-no exceptions. 2. No leaving your rooms before curfew is up, or after the curfew is in action. Not doing so is punishable by loss of privileges for a month, and expulsion. 3. Stick with your assigned guide until they choose to leave you. If they leave as the result of a dispute, ask the selection office for another. Punishment for no doing so, is a beating, and loss of privileges. 4. D

You don't wake up here. Or at least, that's the rumor. You don't wake up when you go to sleep in the silver room. It could all be lies, but it could all be true too. Everyone who's ever gone there (who I knew) has never written me back. I usually have them write me letters if they're dragged off. And it happens a lot. People get dragged off constantly. Every day of every year. And now I'm here, in the silver room. I won't explain how. The story's too long, and too painful. ... Let me describe this room to you... Well, for starters, it's silver. On top of that there are other things. It's just that the silver is the first thing you notice. It

There once was a man named Donnias Revile. He was a sweet, timid, tall man with bones of thin glass, a slender body, and the face of a fish, but a very frightening habit. Donnias Revile loved to eat his preference partners. (He worked at a traveling circus, you see, and people there hardly got to eat, as it was becoming more and more common for people to visit less and less.) The only thing was, nobody knew that he ate the other performers. And it was only when three of them were left, that they started getting suspicious. As Donnias slept one night, the three remaining performers crouched low in the corner of the nearby tent and whispered to

Here's a CHALLENGE for whoever wants to take it up! It must be either a comic or story with a picture. If drawing isn't your thing, it's okay, stick with a written story- different ways of telling tales are graded in their respective categories! Alright, so here it is! You/your character are watching a movie, when suddenly, all the power goes out! There isn't a thunderstorm outside, but you know that recently, a bunch of ghosts have been wandering around, and they become unnaturally violent when it get's dark. The goal is to make a comic/story with you finding the source of the power outage, and fixing it. RULES: 1. No sexual themes/unn