It's Halloween time which means a time for stories of ancient myths. You can tell a funny story, a scary story, even a sad story as long as you abide by this golden rule:
Obey the normal wiki rules.
I'll come up with a story later, you guys can start
You want scary story?
Hows this?
Discraimer: This is mearly a fictional story for fun and isn't meant to demonise anyone
It was at Cartoon Natwork studio. Regular Show had finished, Adventure Time was ending and Clarence was finally going away for good. However, there was one series that was never going to die, and would always be there wether we wanted it or not... That show was Teen Titans Go!
TTG was CNs biggist hit. Everyday millions of children (and some adults) would be exposed to the abonination of cartoons. Mabey it was the stupid jokes, bright colours or cutsy designs of the characters, but what ever it was many would watch this show and enjoy it, unaware of the dameage it was doing to their brains. However. Despite it's overwhelmng time slot, CN decide that there wasn't enoght time to show this cartoon, and sacrifices had to be made.
On the other side of CN was Steven Universe, a show that, despite it's long hiatus and lack of reruns, was the pinnical of cartoons, a diamond in the ruff. It was that day that CN decide, without warning, to ax the show, for it were a distraction from TTG. So as fast as TTG keeps makeing jokes di CN have every new episode of SU destroyed, every animation cell was wiped to be reused for TTG, every sound recording wiped for more TTG. Even the SU department was renamed "Teen Titans Go! B".
If that wasn't enougth. Amazing World of Gumball, We Bare Bears and even it's new show OK KO suffered the same fate until "Cartoon Network" was renamed "Teen Titans Go! Network". Eventuly it spead to other channels until TV itself was named TTGV.
It became so bad that TTG took over all of media and then the world. Real life History itself was effected! Until THE ENTIRE WORLD WAS TTG.
Thus TTG itself was efected by it's own posion since as all pop culture was now TTG, any no TTG popculture was eliminated and this paradox caused the world to implode...
The end.
Okay I kinda got carried away, but thats what happens with scary stories I guess.
one time i walked into my kitchen and there was a demon he said "give me your soul or i will kill you" and i said "that doesn't really give me much options now does it" and he said "oh sorry i didn't really tthink about that bye" and left
((Not really a 'scary' story, but w/e))
The young child traveled thru the woods, no longer chased by the self-appointed 'witch hunters' that chased her.
She ran thru the forest until she cried. Cried that she had no friends. Cried that no one loved her, or cared about her, or thought of her.
Cried that no one would come to chase her, whether to reunite or finish the job.
It was then she found the cottage. A nice, little cottage with an arrow pointing away from it, as if trying to ward people off.
The young girl smiled, and looked at an old picture she held in her robe's pocket. Could this be...?
"Only one way to find out", the girl thought as she went inside.
"Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd," one voice said.
"Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined," said another.
"Harpier cries, 'tis time, tis time!'," said a third.
The child couldn't be happier.
"Toad, that under cold stone," started She, startling the three witches. "'Days and nights has thirty-one; sweltered venom, sleeping got; boil-"
"Who are you?!," shouted the first witch, tall and lanky, with red, straw-like hair. "And what are you doing here?!"
"Tell us!," boomed the second witch, short with buck teeth and longer, well-kept red hair that covered her eyes.
"Yeah, tell us, or else!," screeched the third, who had short, curly redhair, and proceeded to make a slashing motion on her neck.
The young girl didn't even flinch. "I'm Brunnhilde. I want to be a witch."
"A WITCH?!," they yelled simultaneously. "We...uh...HUDDLE!"
The girl had been given a mission; get them their dinner of a human lad, as well as an owl, or she could not stay.
She smiled as she came across a boy who'd a speckled owl perced on his shoulder, and approached him.
The boy didn't look too bad, the girl supposed, with nice overalls, a sweet face, and beautiful bluegreen eyes.
Too bad he and his friend had to die.
The owl, now looking more and more like a strixoid as time passed, had his wing plucked off. However, due to his new-found magic, would grow one soon.
"Double, double, toil and trouble...," chanted the first witch.
"Fire burn, and cauldron bubble...," smiled the second.
"Fillet of a fenny snake, in the cauldron boil and bake...", the witches, and Brunnhilde, chanted.
"Eye of newt..."
"Toe of frog..."
"Wool of bat..."
"Tongue of dog..."
"Adder's fork..."
"Blind-worm's sting..."
"Lizard's leg..."
Brunnhilde dipped the newfound wing into the cauldron.
"Howlet's wing..."
"For a charm of powerful trouble..."
Brunnhilde smiled evilly, biting the fried leg of a boy before saying;
"Like a hell-broth, boil and bubble..."
Many years ago a man betrayed his love, she watched from afar as he became a worse and worse human. One day that man vanished along with all evidence and memory of his existence. He faded from photos, he was cut from videos, anything he ever wrote vanished. And no one knew or cared that this happened. That man spent the rest of his days in his former girlfriend's snowglobe, watching his family and friends go about their lives without him and knowing that they'd only remember him when he died.
Why he betrayed his love?
Same reasons real life people do
Beta On Fire, Part 1
In the midst of Rebellion, two Jaspers, Ocean and Biggs, and a human native to the outskirts of Beta headed to an encampment associated with said kindergarten. Rose Quartz requested that her allies try to encourage and assist those in the location, including a small enclave of humans, to no avail; the humans mysteriously disappeared, and the gems stationed there (various Quartzes, Prime and Beta notably) were obstinate. Upon the return trip to the Earthly Allies (EA), the Jaspers and human were confronted by a group of rather intimidating quartzes, one of which did most of the talking. They eyed the rebels with scrutiny and contempt.
“You think you can just mosey around this territory without a pass?”
“No ma’am, we have the appropriate passes to travel here.”
“Lemme see ‘em.” This Quartz was a Jasper, perhaps the ultimate, most powerful Jasper to come from Beta. But she appeared to have little sympathy for her sister Jaspers, and even less for the human companion. Before she could respond, the Biggs Jasper said they meant no harm, and were only interested in negotiations, but the lead Jasper smelled a lie, despite her gem nose.
“Listen here, you organic-loving Off Color,” she yanked Biggs by the collar, who tried not to flinch, “I know what you were here for, and I know you won’t cause trouble anymore because you won’t be able to, when I get finished with y’all!” The much smaller human gulped, and tried backing away, when two Prime Amethysts grabbed him by both arms. “C’mon y’all, let’s teach these traitors a lesson they’ll never forget.” Jasper smirked, dragging a weakly resistant Biggs along; Ocean complied at the sight of the many destabilizers the other Quartzes wielded, and the human had no choice either. They were never heard from or seen alive again.
Concerned for the fate of the expedition, Rose sent a Prime Amethyst and a recently defected Zircon (due to a legal mishap punishable by harvesting*) to investigate the missing soldiers. The Zircon was deployed under Pearl’s advisement, reasoning that a highly rational gem was necessary to make sense of any clues, and Rose thought a Prime Quartz could better assimilate to the other Quartzes on enemy sides. Unfortunately, the two were still not welcomed in the settlement, though they were not immediately confronted by the local gems stationed there. Many were skeptical of their allegiance, though under the current regime, all gems outside of battlefields were to be spared, and judged only by their Diamond Authority. Still, a minor faction of gems, dubbed the Great Gem Guardians, took it upon themselves to “discipline” any humans or gems that posed a threat to the regime.
Interrogation produced few leads, as most of the Quartzes were convinced that the two Jaspers and human were either never there, or left unharmed. Amethyst insisted that the Zircon was approaching the investigation the wrong way.
“These gems don’t want to hear about Rebellion, or the rehabilitation and ‘ethical treatment’ of humans!” She threw her hands up, and scoffed at her irritated companion. “In their minds, all of gemkind’s problems are the result of human existence and interference! They’re just weak and ignorant savages. If you’re not better than an organic, who are you better than?”
“If humans are so weak, then why has Pink Diamond tried to recruit them? Offer them a place in gem society?” Her expression was pensive; even she pondered the reasoning. “It appears we’ve underestimated them and the insurgents. We don’t give them enough credit.”
After gleaning various sources independently, it was clear who belonged to the Great Gem Guardians, and that this group was responsible for the anti-organic sentiment and terror. Whenever one of the “loyal” humans was questioned and a Guardian found out, a few of them would stalk said human into the night to make them regret what they had done, and discourage future conversations. Zircon caught on, and she and the Amethyst in turn tracked the Guardians’ movements before someone ended up dead—or shattered. Just above the Ultimate Jasper was an Agate that acted indifferently to her subordinates’ affairs, providing indirect permission for their dangerous activities.
Over the course of the investigation, the Guardians burned several existing human shelters, leaving the former inhabitants to fend for themselves. They tried to congregate outside of the watchful eye of the Guardians, but were forced to disband when gems of any creed showed up. Noticing the elevated crime and hostility, the Agate finally confronted the Amethyst and Zircon, threatening to consult higher Authority if they didn’t stop instigating humans and gems alike.
Outnumbered by loyal gems, the EA’s requested reinforcements, which aided significantly in searching for any possible leads, and at this late date, remains. A tip from a Bismuth stationed near a quarry led the EA’s to their targets, and confirmed their worst fears: rusty and bluish shards, along with a badly decomposing corpse were found buried beneath deposits of waste rock from gem creation. This not only meant the Guardians were lying, but they had more than likely been responsible. Rose Quartz was devastated when she heard of the fate of her comrades. The only one left of her kind, she was reluctant to shatter; instead, she would settle for taking those guilty as prisoner.
*Despite not being directly responsible for the infraction, Zircon was held liable for her previous client’s actions. The client was shattered shortly after conviction, and Zircon, not wanting the same fate, has been evading Supreme Authority, and any other gems involved in the case.
Beta On Fire Part 2
Now it was a matter of getting the gems responsible, and apprehending or disarming them in any way to prevent future tragedies. Amethyst looked to another she emerged with, who unfortunately still pledged allegiance to the Agate and Diamond Authority.In spite of her alignment, she appeared primed to break free, with just the right nudge. Amethyst prodded her for her connections to the Guardians, developing sympathy for the seemingly conflicted Quartz. Eventually, she caved:
“They tell us to hate from the moment we emerge; to conquer with little mercy, and take what is rightfully ours.It’s as though we are superior to other beings, who only deserve to suffer at our expense.”
“I know,” Amethyst sighed, wrapping her arm around the other’s shoulder, “It was our intended purpose. We’re all roped into service; we don’t choose who or what we are.”
“You want to know their whereabouts that night, right?” She whispered to her sister Amethyst, who was satisfied to know they now had corroboration for their speculation. Unfortunately, this cost the other Amethyst her safety and good standing, when the Guardians discovered she blabbed. She was brutally beaten, her gem nearly split down the middle, and almost left to shatter completely. Amethyst was so enraged that she was ready to take the Guardian leader head on, but Zircon protested, threatening her to follow procedure. Amethyst continued to resist until Zircon proposed a controversial compromise.
Meanwhile, the remaining humans mourned the death of their fellow human, but were reluctant to do the same for the murdered gems.
“They want us to mourn the shattering of the two gems, allegedly our comrades, and yet, these gems will not be honored in the same place or dignity as our human brother. But Lord Almighty, I can’t do that.”
“Amen.”
“For hundreds of years, humankind has been at the mercy of the gems—and who sent our human to his death by gems? Other gems!”
“Amen!”
“And death for what? For what they see on the outside?! What about the inside?! How we think and how we feel, just like gems!”
“Amen!”
With the help of the Zircon and some EA recruits, Amethyst was able to apprehend one the Guardians. 8XG, the alleged weakest link in the gang, was clearly uncomfortable, but still reluctant to comply.
“So 8XG,” Amethyst wrapped her arm around the other Quartz. “About those Earthly Allies. Shame they ended up dead.”
“I don’t have to tell you nothin’!”
“Huh, are you sayin’ you go something to hide?”
“I’m sayin’, I ain’t got nothin’ to say to you about any Earthly Allies!”
She continued to badger the other Amethyst, but she wasn’t ready to break. In fact, she insisted that the Allies had left, and there weren’t any bodies to be found, despite the contrary. Either she somehow hadn’t been clued in, or she feigned ignorance at the threat of someone else, likely another Guardian. Either way, it was time for a different approach. 8XG was released in a location in the center of one of the remaining human settlements at the fringes of Beta, where she scampered away under the scrutiny of every inhabitants’ gaze.
“Crazy Lace.”
A band of rugged-looking humans sat before the Agate who over oversaw Beta affairs. Upon leaving the barracks in the middle of the night, she was abducted, bound, gagged, and dragged to an undisclosed location.
“You knew her?”
The Agate, still bound and gagged, only shifted a bit. Two of the humans chuckled, while one with a particularly nasty grimace appeared to be sharpening a tomahawk. The other, seated directly across from the captive gem, told the tragic tale of “Crazy Lace”.
“She was an Agate, just like you. She was loyal to the Authority, just like you. She even condoned her gems go on a rampage to kill helpless humans, just like you.”
The Agate murmured something, and the human only quirked a brow before continuing.
“Well, one day, it all caught up to her, and she realized the humans weren’t so helpless anymore—but it was too late. They took her, bound and gagged to a remote location where they would decide her fate. You know, it took some time to figure out an appropriate punishment: what wouldn’t make her poof?” The human tapped his chin, as though considering how to finish the impending tragedy. The one with the tomahawk looked up, narrowing her eyes at the Quartz manager.
“The physical form isn’t as critical as the gem, no? Much like our human hearts, pulsing the life force through our entire being. If your cut up or tear out our hearts, we feel it; they learned the same was true of gems. And so, with a very sharp, very precise tool,” The human with the tomahawk strode toward the Agate, who’s eyes widened. “They picked, hacked, and scraped away at Ol’ Crazy Lace’s gem.” The storyteller shook his head, and bit his lower lip. “Can you imagine what that’s like, to watch pieces of your gem crumble to the floor, all while being helpless to stop such an agonizing demise?” A bulge dropped down the Agate’s throat, but she kept quite otherwise.
“Well…do ya?”
Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the human kneeling beside her. Before she could utter another sound, the human raised the tomahawk, swinging right for the Agate’s gem. The incapacitated gem shrieked, and the human stopped short.
“Hey Ruchel, I think she has something to say.” The weapon wielding human acknowledged her companion briefly, before turning back to the captive gem.
“Is that right,” she began, still holding the tomahawk blade close to the gem. “Are you ready to confess?” The Agate nodded vehemently, and Ruchel ripped the gag from her mouth. When she told them what they wanted to know, the humans nodded to each other. They unbound the the Agate and left her in the cabin, still petrified from the close encounter.
Once upon a time, There was a boy name Peedee. He was so annoying that everyone dies the end!
Beta On Fire, Part 3
“She claimed there’s at least 7 involved, including 8XG. They like to meet regularly on nights of the full moon.” Amethyst skimmed a list of names the human recorded.
“I see. Thanks John, I appreciate it.” With that, the group of humans retreated further into the darkness in the direction of the Allies base. The purple Quartz returned to the station where Zircon awaited her arrival. She proudly presented the list to Zircon, pointing to one moniker in particular. “This is who we go after next.”
Jasper sauntered into an abandoned barrack, surprised to find several other Quartzes there, seated on weathered stone benches. They all turned to the clacks and echoes of her hard-soled shoes against the floor. “What’re y’all doing here?”
“I thought you might know,” a purple Quartz called 8XJ answered, and looked around the room at the others. 8XG frowned and nodded.
“Yeah, I coulda sworn you were the one that called us here!”
“What?! In the middle of the day?! Are you daft, you crystalline clod?!”
8XJ rose from her seat, tossing her curl over her shoulder. “Look, I know we’re all tense, but let’s lower our voices. Obviously it was a mistake, and we should all just get back to business.” After some hesitation, the others hummed and nodded. “We meet tomorrow as usual, right?” She glanced over to Jasper, who tipped her head before turning for the exit. Something didn’t feel quite about the situation, but she couldn’t trouble the others with her suspicions. Besides, 8XJ needed to refine her swordsmanship; if the rebels were manufacturing versatile weaponry, Homeworld ought to level the playing field and do the same.
“Wow 8XJ, that’s some technique you’ve got.” The curly-haired Quartz spun around to face her admirer. Amethyst and 8XJ vaguely recognized each other, emerging around the same time from Prime; this however, was not enough for them to be as close as they were to other Quartzes from the same batch.
“Hn, thanks.” She shrugged, and resumed her stance. “The key to exceptional form is an exceptional stance. The sword whistled as 8XJ swung it through the air.
“Is that so? My superior always told me that the key to skilled sword fighting,” she held up her hands and slowly approached, “Is in your grip.”
“That’s a pile of—“ She was cut off by Amethyst, who stood behind her and grasped her hands.
“Now, make sure you hold it tight.” Amethyst squeezed, and 8XJ grunted, but tried to remain in control. Her sister Quartz was probably more bark than bite.
“Yes, thank you, I know what I’m do-ING!” She yelped as Amethysts vice-like grip nearly crushed her hands.
“Do you?” 8XJ twisted her neck to find the other Quartz with a quirked brow. “Yeah, that’s right. Of course you do. And I’m sure you knew what you were doing when you slapped that other Amethyst around!” 8XJ fell to the dirt with the force of her shove; before she could return to her feet, Amethyst yanked her by her collar and stared at her with contempt. “Don’t think we don’t know what you did!” She shook 8XJ with so much force that the curly-haired Quartz’s eyes rolled erratically in their sockets. When they stilled, she focused on the glare before her. “If you treat your fellow Quartzes like that, who’s to say you wouldn’t do worse to the rebels!” 8XJ didn’t respond. “Well?!”
“I’ve got nothing to confess.”
“I beg to differ! I know what you did to her! You need to answer for that!” Fearful of another thrashing—or worse—she licked her lips, and managed a weak nod. Amethyst’s face constricted in disgust, and she launched her curly-haired counterpart back onto the stiff soil. “I’m done with you, for now.”
8XG was on guard duty that night, and served her shift alone. Every now and again, the easily distracted Quartz would peer at her fellow gems, most of whom were resting to resume training tomorrow. She heard a thump, and turned back to the barrack, thinking a clumsy Quartz inside dropped something, although no one else appeared to have noticed. When she twirled back around, she was face-to-face with with three other gems, who under the veil of night looked like her comrades. Muffling her desperate yelps, the three other Quartzes dragged the amateur guard to a dilapidated outpost, still stocked with tattered tools and weathered weaponry. Two held her down, while the other slipped inside; she returned with a two-pronged device in one hand, sparks spawning from the tips. The sparking device drew near and 8XG writhed about in terror, unable to escape her impending fate. When a loud boom pierced the crisp night air, all four gems stopped before the device could do damage; footsteps pounded the ground with increasing intensity, and the three assailants looked at each other before dropping 8XG to run. Surprised by the turn of events, 8XG whipped around to see a larger group of figures approaching, one of which appeared smaller than the others.
“8XG, that you?”
She recognized the voice of one of the larger figures; it was the Amethyst who asked a lot of questions, whose Zircon companion followed close behind. The remaining figures chased her attackers off into darkness, and 8XG was still too petrified to utter a response.
“Hey, are you alright? What happened here?” Zircon surveyed what she could through the dark, emitting a slight glow through her monocle. Amethyst knelt to pull the startled Quartz to her feet, and tried to make eye contact with her.
“I-I-I n-n-no-nothing?”
“They looked Guardian. Maybe it wasn’t nothing.” Zircon shrugged, and Amethyst nodded, placing a hand on 8XG’s shoulder.
“Listen here, kid. I think you’re in one hell of a lava lake with those brutes. If we hadn’t shown up when we did,” Amethyst gasped, and shook her head, “well, you just might’ve drowned.” Zircon stepped forward, a stern look etched in her face.
“Perhaps now is as good of a time as ever to tell us what you know.”
“I told y’all I don’t know nothin’!”
“Well they seem to think you do. In fact, maybe you know a little too much.”
“Why should I tell you anything?” 8XG snapped at the lithe gem, who barely flinched. Amethyst moved her hand to wrap around her shoulders in a gesture of sympathy.
“Look, we can protect you. You saw what happened. We chased them away.” The other Quartz pondered her options, and realized that they were bleak; still, knowing the Guardian ways, she was probably better off taking her chances with these two. She sighed, and nodded just enough for Amethyst to notice. “Good choice. Now, about those other gems,” she began, leading 8XG toward whence she came. Zircon turned in the opposite direction, anticipating the arrival of the shadowy figures in the distance.
“Nice job, gals. You scared the rocks out of her.” The approaching gems laughed, amused by their successful ruse.
“I thought she’d poof from sheer fright!” one guffawed, and bumped fists with another.
“Thanks for your cooperation. I think we’ll get all we need out of her.”
It wasn’t long before Amethyst and Zircon divulged the testimony they needed from 8XG. Of course, it came with a meager price: a lesser punishment for 8XG. Amethyst was especially enthusiastic with the apprehension of Jasper and 8XJ, who’d be on probation indefinitely, pending further investigation into Guardian crimes. Although pitted against each other at war, neither side’s leaders wanted a high casualty count, and thus would spare every capable gem.
In the days that followed, Amethyst revisited her sister Quartz to inquire about her plans. She was slightly disappointed by her choice to remain in the Beta barracks, but accepted that perhaps it was for the better. Before she and Zircon departed, they stopped by a small gathering of humans and gems. Upon closer inspection, they realized the gathering formed to mourn the recent losses from both sides, and pray that there wouldn’t be any more. They could only hope that in the near future, their prayers would be answered, and begin the path toward planetary peace.
