Doc
BoDoc Horseman
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2012
- Gender
- Male
So this is it. The most poorly written haunting story you have ever heard of. My boredom is being cured though, so it has served its purpose. It was fun using the submitted characters, and I am gladly writing more entries to add to this.
Special Thanks to Archangel, Tatltails, DarkAssassinXer, and Mamono (not sure if that I spelled that correctly)
Special Thanks to Archangel, Tatltails, DarkAssassinXer, and Mamono (not sure if that I spelled that correctly)
Two vehicles travelled down a dark road; one a small car and the other a motorcycle with a sidecar attached. In the latter, a leather jacketed lad complained, “I can’t see anything! Are we even going the right way?”
His companion, who was ridiculously scrunched up in the sidecar, looked at the map and said, “It’s the next right, Archie. I think. Maybe not?” The companion, who was called Doc, flipped the map back and forth, examining it at each angle. “Yes! We are. I was right!” he exclaimed.
Archie sighed over the wind as he peered at the street.
Further back, in the car, sat three other individuals. In the driver seat sat Rick, or as his friends knew him, Xer.
“Where is Archie leading us?” the passenger beside Xer said. “Doc said this place wasn’t too far out. What is it again?”
“Some mansion. Well, a cottage that is on the same property. Leray Mansion” Xer said, echoing what Doc told them a few days earlier. “Tatl, you sure you want to do this?”
The girl nodded. “Why not?”
“It could be creepy. There might be ghosts…” Xer mused.
Tatl laughed. “Yeah, sure. If ghosts exist. Xer, eyes on the road,” Tatl snapped.
In the back was Nathaniel. He listened intently on the two’s conversation while looking out the window and looking at the area. It was all woods as far as he could see, and was widely aware that the last car they passed was 40 miles the other way.
He had always been the black sheep of the five friends. Doc and Archie had known each other for years. And those two were good friends with Xer and Tatl both. Nate was content with that though. He didn’t mind all too much. He had only been friends with them all for a year.
“How you doing back there?” Xer called out, looking through the rear view mirror to see Nate.
“Fine,” he replied, before Tatl barked at Xer for taking his eyes off the road.
Back on the motorcycle, Archie cried out, “I see it! Let the others know,” he said to Doc. His friend in the sidecar waved back to the car behind and directed them to turn right, moments before Archie forced the motorcycle down a hidden street.
This road was even darker than the last, and the trees leaned in closer to the road. Many branches and sticks littered the street where they had fallen from forest. Amidst the grass, a groundhog poked its head out of its hiding hole to spy the approaching lights of a motorcycle. As the sight neared, the groundhog scurried off into the woods.
Archie rode up to two cobblestone pillars with a brass arch connecting them. On each pillar were lamps, glowing bright. “This is it.” Doc said, looking at the words spelt out by the metal arch. “Leray Mansion,” he read.
His companion, who was ridiculously scrunched up in the sidecar, looked at the map and said, “It’s the next right, Archie. I think. Maybe not?” The companion, who was called Doc, flipped the map back and forth, examining it at each angle. “Yes! We are. I was right!” he exclaimed.
Archie sighed over the wind as he peered at the street.
Further back, in the car, sat three other individuals. In the driver seat sat Rick, or as his friends knew him, Xer.
“Where is Archie leading us?” the passenger beside Xer said. “Doc said this place wasn’t too far out. What is it again?”
“Some mansion. Well, a cottage that is on the same property. Leray Mansion” Xer said, echoing what Doc told them a few days earlier. “Tatl, you sure you want to do this?”
The girl nodded. “Why not?”
“It could be creepy. There might be ghosts…” Xer mused.
Tatl laughed. “Yeah, sure. If ghosts exist. Xer, eyes on the road,” Tatl snapped.
In the back was Nathaniel. He listened intently on the two’s conversation while looking out the window and looking at the area. It was all woods as far as he could see, and was widely aware that the last car they passed was 40 miles the other way.
He had always been the black sheep of the five friends. Doc and Archie had known each other for years. And those two were good friends with Xer and Tatl both. Nate was content with that though. He didn’t mind all too much. He had only been friends with them all for a year.
“How you doing back there?” Xer called out, looking through the rear view mirror to see Nate.
“Fine,” he replied, before Tatl barked at Xer for taking his eyes off the road.
Back on the motorcycle, Archie cried out, “I see it! Let the others know,” he said to Doc. His friend in the sidecar waved back to the car behind and directed them to turn right, moments before Archie forced the motorcycle down a hidden street.
This road was even darker than the last, and the trees leaned in closer to the road. Many branches and sticks littered the street where they had fallen from forest. Amidst the grass, a groundhog poked its head out of its hiding hole to spy the approaching lights of a motorcycle. As the sight neared, the groundhog scurried off into the woods.
Archie rode up to two cobblestone pillars with a brass arch connecting them. On each pillar were lamps, glowing bright. “This is it.” Doc said, looking at the words spelt out by the metal arch. “Leray Mansion,” he read.
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But poor groundhog; why did it have to die? :cry: Ok, so lets put that dead thing aside for now, but I hope that hog doesn't come to play a small role later in the story, such as scaring the hell out of TatlTails' character by appearing as a ghost right behind her. 
