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Post by celticbear on Sept 2, 2010 23:03:30 GMT -5
okay Orino, it's your Story, you do what you feel best. But I hope in the end you post the rest of the story. No hurry on any updates to your stories. School comes first!
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Post by orinocoflow on Sept 3, 2010 0:11:54 GMT -5
it sure does. minimum 2 tests a week!
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Post by orinocoflow on Oct 28, 2010 17:42:48 GMT -5
hey y'all, haven't updated in a while, and had inspiration hit me yesterday in biology. dont ask why--i dont even know myself. Paul groaned as a sharp pain lanced through his head in the middle of the night. Staggering into the bathroom and automatically slapping the light on, he splashed cold water on his face. That eased the headache slightly, but not by much. Straightening, he looked at himself in the mirror above the sink.
His hair was sticking up in wet spikes, making him look like a hedgehog on a bad day. Bloodshot blue eyes blinked sleepily back at him, exhausted. His face was not much better, with a pillow crease running along one cheek. Sighing, he continued to stare at his ragged expression even as he flicked the light off.
And then, with a yelp, he leaped back from the horrifying image that met his eyes in the mirror and slammed into the wall behind his back.
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Staring back at him was a gaunt face streaked with deep shadows and lit slightly by the silver moonlight coming through the window. But other than that, nothing was the same. His hair was still sticking up all over the place, but it was a startling jet-black color, and seemed to be swept back from his face as though he had been blasted in the face with a gust of wind. But it were his eyes that terrified him the most: the neon blue orbs seemed to glow with an inner fire, flickering in the dark.
His breath coming in short, choking pants, Paul advanced forward a step and reached towards the glass. As soon as he made contact, however, he gasped as an electrical shock coursed through him, setting his eyes even more aglow. The mirror’s surface shimmered for a few moments, distorting his features, and when it stilled it had an icy blue glowing rim, a paler version of his own new eye color.
“There is evil nearby, that’s why it’s doing that,” came the hoarse voice he was now all too familiar with. Paul’s eyes widened as he watched the black shadows in the small room form into the shape of the Ghost Rider. But just before he was about to whirl around to look at the man, the Ghost Rider slammed his hand down on Paul’s shoulder, stopping him immediately.
“Do not turn,” he warned. “Unless you want to bear this curse forever, never look me directly in the eye.”
“What do you want now?” he asked, his voice strong.
“I’ll come tomorrow and give you the assignment. Tonight I’m here only so that you know what will happen when you go work for me.” And with those words, he was gone in that blinding flash of silver.
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Post by celticbear on Oct 28, 2010 23:03:10 GMT -5
Ori! That was a Brilliant and Shocking Update! yes the Pun is implied! LOL! Update when the mood Strikes you next!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2010 20:12:42 GMT -5
Great update
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Post by CelticLass91 on Oct 29, 2010 20:37:44 GMT -5
Loved it! can't wait for more!
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Post by orinocoflow on Nov 14, 2010 23:01:15 GMT -5
eh, i dont think i can think of any g-rated way to say what he does, so i'll skip to the ending. i'll type it up when i have time. if any of you want to help with the story, i would love it.
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Post by celticbear on Nov 15, 2010 0:08:20 GMT -5
Ori! PM to me either here or in the PUB what it is that Paul actually does and I'll see if I can make it G-rated.
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Post by orinocoflow on Nov 15, 2010 11:16:36 GMT -5
Thank you!
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