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His Night 2012Virgin snow piled high over the filth which normally decorated the streets. The growling sucking sounds were so muffled it was as if the creatures in the sewers who made the sounds were hibernating...His Night 2012 by =MojoBrown
church bells rang out old familiar songs...silver bells, echoing flatly in every direction.
these were the only noises in a place so alive with sounds... usually... but not tonight
under bridges and alleys some did lay, crouched happily over hot soup, the mission had been by. most of those who choose to, got a bed that night... the shelters were full, and the overflow were left alone, the cops usually threw them out, kicked them, arrested t
Terrible Night for a Walk...Sandra was out late, and knew she should not be. The campus had put up a curfew after the murders began. She was making her way back home as quickly and carefully as she could. Sandra thought she heard a sound behind her. She held her breath and slowed her walk. It seemed all she could hear was her heart pumping away like an engine in her chest. She stopped walking altogether and craned her neck, in the direction of the sound. She paused for about a minute, hearing nothing, and broke back into her power walking stride.Terrible Night for a Walk... by =MojoBrown
It was not safe to be on the streets at night. Campus security and th
When Hell is Full...When Hell is Full..When Hell is Full... by =MojoBrown
by D Mojo Brown
Turner hid in the shadows and took it all in. He remembered the times before things got so far out of hand. He thought about when the people were actually people, and there were so many more of them. When his nerves could take no more, he slid back deeper into the dark and thought. These days, he found himself doing a lot of thinking.
The screaming had stopped and he heard Them slurping away at the woman, the one who was screaming. Soon enough she'd be lumbering along right beside them, looking for other people, maybe looking for him. That is unless They were really hungry, and if that were the case... T
His Night 2012Virgin snow piled high over the filth which normally decorated the streets. The growling sucking sounds were so muffled it was as if the creatures in the sewers who made the sounds were hibernating...His Night 2012 by =MojoBrown
church bells rang out old familiar songs...silver bells, echoing flatly in every direction.
these were the only noises in a place so alive with sounds... usually... but not tonight
under bridges and alleys some did lay, crouched happily over hot soup, the mission had been by. most of those who choose to, got a bed that night... the shelters were full, and the overflow were left alone, the cops usually threw them out, kicked them, arrested t
Terrible Night for a Walk...Sandra was out late, and knew she should not be. The campus had put up a curfew after the murders began. She was making her way back home as quickly and carefully as she could. Sandra thought she heard a sound behind her. She held her breath and slowed her walk. It seemed all she could hear was her heart pumping away like an engine in her chest. She stopped walking altogether and craned her neck, in the direction of the sound. She paused for about a minute, hearing nothing, and broke back into her power walking stride.Terrible Night for a Walk... by =MojoBrown
It was not safe to be on the streets at night. Campus security and th
When Hell is Full...When Hell is Full..When Hell is Full... by =MojoBrown
by D Mojo Brown
Turner hid in the shadows and took it all in. He remembered the times before things got so far out of hand. He thought about when the people were actually people, and there were so many more of them. When his nerves could take no more, he slid back deeper into the dark and thought. These days, he found himself doing a lot of thinking.
The screaming had stopped and he heard Them slurping away at the woman, the one who was screaming. Soon enough she'd be lumbering along right beside them, looking for other people, maybe looking for him. That is unless They were really hungry, and if that were the case... T
Bored Nearly to Death (Complete)Bored Nearly To Death (A Modern Fairy Tale)Bored Nearly to Death (Complete) by =MojoBrown
1.
Susanna Victoria Blevins was ten. She had everything a girl her age could ever want. She was an only child in a well to do family and her parents doted on her. The girl lacked for nothing, except for maybe imagination. She was in a constant need for entertainment. She had a wonderful room, full of all the magnificent things she asked for. Her friends loved coming over to play, for Susanna had all the latest and greatest toys. Everything they saw advertised on the television, could be found in there. Susanna had many friends, and it was not just because she had so many nice things to play with.
Nothings from Nowhere CompleteThe Nothings from Nowhere. Bored Nearly to Death Part 2.Nothings from Nowhere Complete by =MojoBrown
Before they were Nothing, they were nothing. 1
Sometimes children are bad. This is the catalyst, the first cog on the first wheel. The fact that this is consistent is what set the whole wheel in motion. The Visitors were born out of necessity, the need for parents to control a disagreeable child. The seasons of the year all have their Boogeyman. The times in between create a lull. The adults noticed that their children would become unruly during these breaks. Acting out just after Christmas or Easter, and their threats of Santa and The Easter Bunny neglecting them on their designated
It's Monster TimeIt's ...Monster Time Again!It's Monster Time by =MojoBrown
Part 1: That Good Old Bump and Grind.
Larry Boyd's life has turned into something beyond his control, something he could not handle anymore. At work, he is the office whipping boy. His employer John Quinn takes great pride in humiliating him before his co-workers. This set a precedent for the others, who also treated him with little to no respect. Larry is the guy who all of their excess work gets placed upon. Larry is the guy who cleans up their mistakes, and takes the blame for any that slip by. He goes to work for the money which is the only good thing about his job, and even that should be better. It's likely
BNtD NfN CompleteBored Nearly To Death (A Modern Fairy Tale)BNtD NfN Complete by =MojoBrown
Chapter 1.
Susanna Victoria Blevins was ten. She had everything a girl her age, could ever want. She was an only child in a well to do family and her parents doted on her. The girl lacked for nothing, except for maybe imagination. She was in a constant need for entertainment. She had a wonderful room, full of all the magnificent things she asked for. Her friends loved coming over to play, for Susanna had all the latest and greatest toys. Everything they saw advertised on the television, could be found in there. Susanna had many friends, and it was not just because she had so many nice things to pl
Bored Nearly to DeathSusanna Victoria Blevins was ten. She had everything a girl her age, could ever want. She was an only child in a well to do family and her parents doted on her. The girl lacked for nothing, except for maybe imagination. She was in a constant need for entertainment. She had a wonderful room, full of all the magnificent things she asked for. Her friends loved coming over to play, for Susanna had all the latest and greatest toys. Everything they saw advertised on the television, could be found in there. Susanna had many friends, and it was not just because she had so many nice things to play with. She was a pleasant enough girl and always sharedBored Nearly to Death by =MojoBrown
Bored Nearly to Death 2Susanna sat transfixed as the little man stared at her. His eyes danced in merriment. His mouth locked in that beautiful grin. Color blossomed into his face and hands. He stood steadfast, in front of her, barely moving. It occurred to her that she had not spoken to her visitor during this whole exchange. She tried to grasp her mind for the exact words she wanted to say. The question to get the answer she was seeking, when she heard a noise. Someone was knocking at her door. The little man threw his head towards the door with a look of sheer annoyance. Susanna followed his gaze. The knock sounded again, and her mind focused on it. The door, myBored Nearly to Death 2 by =MojoBrown
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if you add the ! to the url of either...it will take you to the link, yeah I know...extra work...but I did not code this site.)
