"Who told you these things? Those aren't true..." Jess said, then sighed. She fell in Taro's arms and cooed. Taro just hugged her gently.
"Please don't do that around me, please?" Jess asked. Taro's eyes widened at the kind Jess, but he nodded.
"Good. Now I'm going to get a big bottle of sake for sensei, so before I go, I want to tell you a story." Jess sat down and began her story:
Once Upon a Time, there lived a spider in Africa called Anansi. His master was a tall black man who loved to gamble and his friend was half bat and half human named Hector.
Anansi loved a brown-haired girl named Diana, but he thought he was too small to love her. He wished that he would be big enough to even kiss the girl.
One day, Hector noticed that Diana was captured by a seductive plant monster. Anansi wanted to help his girlfriend...but he was clueless to where the plant monster is. Hector then had an idea. He knew a magical scarecrow named Sam who can control fire and defeat the heartless bitch. So the two friends black-mailed Sam and they went in search for Diana and the plant monster.
"You'll never get away with this, ya over-sized whore!" Diana yelled at Thorn, the plant monster. Thorn laughed but then the 3 africans had arrived! Horray!!! Hector had some explosive cards, but Thorn dodged them and tied the bat-boy up. Sam threw fire, but Thorn ripped the scarecrow apart.
Anansi was scared at first, but when Diana screamed on purpose, all hell broke loose. Anansi grew and he cracked his knuckles. In a few minutes, Thorn was rippped apart and put in the Hall- I mean African jail. Diana gave Anansi a kiss and everyone was happy.
When the master came back, he looked at the group and said, "I go to a meeting for a hour and this happens..."
Then the author of this story posted it on theO, it came true and then the author and her boyfriend gave each other a birthday kiss even though she was 8 and he was 13. The End.
When Jess finished the story, Taro smiled, then kissed Jess on the cheek. He put a silver braclet with a red black widow symbol on Jess's left hand for her to remember him by.
Jess looked shyly at Taro, then whispered, "...I love you, Taro..." She kissed him on the lips. Her right leg went up. They were unaware that they were watched by a shark and a girly man. XD
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Yeah I put both part's into one. That way the story here would be just like the one in the comments that I had. If it isn't clear, tell me.
Name: Moogie Boogie
Age: Unknown but in his teens
Gender: Male
Species: Sack of Bugs
Hair Color: Green (Brown in some cases)
Eye Color: Black
Personality: cunning, jazzy, evil, prankster
Likes: Snake & Spider Stew , killing, gambling, drinking, pranking
Dislikes: Lock, Shock, Barrel, the light, being sober
Attack Types: Magic, bugs, song
Family: Oogie Boogie (Older Brother)
Relationships: Dating Marinda
Friends: The Bat Brothers, Hybrid, Jess, Sam, Nightmare
Weapon: Explosive green dice and a bat-like cane
Favorite Song: Oogie Boogie Song by NBC
Sayings: "I'm NOT anorexic!!!"
Looks: Like Oogie boogie but a LOT skinner, green-skinned, red spider tattoos
Clothing: Spider and ghost-like jacket, black fedora hat
History: When Ogie was once just a cockroach in a research lab, he had a little brother that he forgot to free when he freed the other bugs. Another doctor poured a different kind of toxic waste on Moogie and Moogie escaped after that. He gathered some bugs in a sack and with his new body, Moogie went to Halloween Town to find his brother. But instead he went into pubs and he found Marinda there. They fell in love and they're now dating. Moogie now lives with his brother incognito in the dance/pub parlor room.
~Jess
~Moogie
"Jess! Look what you did!" Taro called up to the werehog.
"What do you think you're doing, doing that?!" Jess asked in a hyper voice.
"I'm ending it..." Taro said, looking back down at the rope and planning to set it up again, but Jess kept slashing at the rope.
"Stop it!" Jess snapped at him, "You can't just kill yourself!"
"I could if you'd let me," Taro replied.
"Why do you want to do that?!" Jess seemed to be even less understanding as to why Taro had wanted to do something like this as Shukaku questioned how Kyuubi seemed to get skinnier when he ate something (Kyuubi's lucky T-T).
"Because, I'm hated by everyone. I'm a freak, so I might as well die like a freak and hang this noose up... either that or shoot myself... Maybe I can get someone to bury-"
"Stop talking like that!" Jess scolded him, "You're my friend! I don't think that!"
Taro looked down, "But they say so..."
Meanwhile...
Hybrid looked at Spits oddly as Spits had a determined look in his eyes. "Um... two things with that, Spits..." Hybrid commented to him.
Spits turned to Hybrid. "And what's that?"
Hybrid stood up and held an ace of diamonds. "Number one... Wasn't it already personnal with the fact that the bitch ate your dad?"
Spits blinked. "Umm... yeah... BUT now it's more personnal!"
"Oh, and another flaw to your plan genius," Hybrid continued, flipping up a 2 of diamonds.
"And that is...?" Spits asked.
"Where are you going to even go if you have no idea where the bitch is?" Hybrid finished.
Spits paused for a second to think. "Oh..."
Elsewhere...
"Hmm... So what to do while waiting for that naive spider..." the living rose, Thorn seemed to be asking herself.
She started to rearrange the vines that were attatched to her body, along with the other roses that seemed to be growing as well. "Knowing him, he'd be stupid enough to take the bait and try to rescue this girlfriend of his..."
Thorn looked over to the tied up Deiara that looked more pissed than scared. "He's just my friend!" the seven year old snapped.
Thorn seemed to wave her off. "Like I'll believe that... You're just trying to fool me so you can run off to him and then have me miss my meal..."
"He's not your meal in the first place!"
"Shut up you little bitch," Thorn sling a rose vine at her and it scraped Deiara's cheek, "I haven't had spider in a while and no one, not even this spider's stupid girlfriend is going to stop me."
Deiara glared, not even listening to the plant's rant. Why am I the ONLY one that seems to have to deal with being the f-ing damsel in distress ALL the time?!
If you have read The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe, This poem is the Raven's point of view of the poem. Actually I made OC's during writing this. Here it is:
Annoying Poe
By Darkness the Raven (Written by SandLover13)
One time in the full moon light, when the fog didn't make things bright,
I slipped into the night, And tapped on someone's door.
With my eyesight a bit low, I really didn't know
That man, Edgar Allan Poe, owned this chambered door
Within this boring night I wanted something more
Unlike things I done before.
I came up with a ploy to finally play my toy,
I wanted to annoy that poet to the core.
So I kept tapping, the door almost snapping,
Distrubed the Cat's napping by knocking on the door
I knew what to do with my plans on the floor
All I have to say is "Nevermore"
When Poe opened the wood, I flew up high and stood
Upon the top of dead wood and sared at Poe with bore.
With every single answer to that question's dancer
I only did answer, only the word "Nevermore".
And Poe's soul from out my shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!
But suddenly in a stat, So hard to put my claw at
It was Poe's pet cat that ate me up a lot more
Now I always know, that to be with Edgar Allan Poe,
I'd have to annoy the cat, Loe, until he's living no more
And now from in Loe's stomach that now drags on to the floor
Shall be peaceful- nevermore!
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What do you think?
~Jess
~Darkness
Here's the poem that inspired me to create Loe that I found. I don't know who wrote it, but it's good.
The End of the Raven
by Edgar Allen Poe's Cat (Loe)
On a night quite unenchanting, when the rain was downward slanting,
I awakened to the ranting of the man I catch mice for.
Tipsy and a bit unshaven, in a tone I found quite craven,
Poe was talking to a raven perched above the chamber door.
'Raven's very tasty, ' thought I, as I tiptoed o'er the floor,
'There is nothing I like more.'
Soft upon the rug I treaded, calm and careful as I headed
Towards his roost atop that dreaded bust of Pallas I deplore.
While the bard and birdie chattered, I made sure that nothing clattered,
Creaked, or snapped, or fell, or shattered, as I crossed the corridor;
For his house is crammed with trinkets, curios and weird decor -
Bric-a-brac and junk galore.
Still the Raven never fluttered, standing stock-still as he uttered,
In a voice that shrieked and sputtered, his two cents' worth - 'Nevermore.'
While this dirge the birdbrain kept up, oh, so silently I crept up,
Then I crouched and quickly leapt up, pouncing on the feathered bore.
Soon he was a heap of plumage, and a little blood and gore
Only this and not much more.
'Oooh! ' my pickled poet cried out, 'Pussycat, it's time I dried out!
Never sat I in my hideout talking to a bird before;
How I've wallowed in self-pity, while my gallant, valiant kitty
Put an end to that damned ditty', then I heard him start to snore.
Back atop the door I clambered, eyed that statue I abhor,
Jumped - and smashed it on the floor.
~Jess
~Loe
