A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending. Chapter 3 of 4.
… outside, a voice called out, just at the edge of hearing.
“Who’s there?” Marty said, looking up from his book. He barely even realized that he’d been staring at the same page for the last few minutes. He strained his ears, nervously glancing around the room. “Dana, was that you?”
The silence stretched. He could hear some talking from the living room but, otherwise, the entire cabin and everything outside was-
You should go outside, the voice whispered again, slightly louder. …
A retelling of the absolutely brilliant horror movie ‘Cabin in the Woods’ with an altogether different ending.
Chapter 2 of 3/4.
Notes: Soooo… hey! Bad news-good news-maybe bad news! Bad news is that I wrote way more than expected so chapter 2 is not the end of the story. The good news is that I’ve already got 9000 words done on chapter 3! I plan to release that chapter Sunday evening. The possible bad news is that I may have to break it into chapter 3 AND chapter 4. If I do that, the final chapter 4 will be out by Tuesday.
I’m writing this as much to just write something as I am to make a story. So, it’s slightly rushed and I didn’t mean for the TF to be that long and I ran out of writing time so it is definitely rushed. Apologies but I really just wanted to write something!
Set in the DC Comics world, Artemis targets Wonder Woman.
Tabitha held herself still in her chair. She sat apart from the rest of the students and all were arranged in a crescent around an old, round theater stage. The young girl nervously moved her notebook and collection of pens until they were perfectly even with each other. …
A newborn princess is given a gift by an old crone – a gift that expresses itself violently on her wedding day.
“And on this, the occasion of our daughter’s birth, we call forth the three fairies to be her godmothers. Wise beyond even their own years and powerful beyond our knowing, we offer our finest jewels to thee.”
The king stood atop the dais, arms raised. His staff of office was held in one hand with the other bare to show his good intentions. Before him, a select crowd of nobles and rich merchants applauded politely. The queen, so fresh from a harsh childbirth, smiled thinly from her seat next to her royal husband.…
I actually did this about 3 weeks ago but I’ve not been sure whether I should include pictures on this site.
Thoughts? Yay? No? Don’t care?
I was proud of the hand for this one – I had to use my own as a reference and make it fit somehow. And I thought the foot turned out nicely – something else I had to add :) Oh, and BE and muscle growth, too :)
So, I kinda sorta messed with doodling a few times in the past. I always wished I could draw but, apparently, writing is more my thing. However! I still like to mess around with art.
I ordered some sketch paper and drawing pencils recently and decided to start actually practicing. Last night was my first attempt and those are attached here. It’s terrible but I wanted to at least share the pain :) I found a picture I liked and then attempted to copy (without tracing) the angle and outline and then added to it bit by bit while taking pictures at every step. …
The things I’ve ordered from various websites are mostly harmless but, all together would paint quite a bad picture of me. Chains. Metal cuffs – not handcuffs, mind you, actual proper thick metal cuffs. A little like you’d see in old movies (old England or France or wherever) when they throw a prisoner in the deepest dungeon with his hands chained to the wall until they lead him out to be beheaded.
Which, to be honest, is pretty close to what I’m doing.
The murders started about eight months ago. Grisly things. Bad enough that you wouldn’t really call them ‘bodies’ anymore. …
This morning I had a weird dream. I think because I’d just finished reading a sci-fi book the day before. Spaceships and fighting and etc… etc… So, anyway, I had a dream about aliens exploring Earth. And, well, could aliens be infected by werewolves? It was an interesting dream so I wanted to write it out quickly before I forgot too much or got sidetracked.
Delicate chimes alerted the young female to the impending drop.
Light flared around her as the small ship woke. Displays gave atmospheric information surrounding the drop zone. A live holographic representation of her site bloomed before her eyes. …
3,000 (out of an estimated 6,000) words into the commission story. Should be done tomorrow. I’ll post a link to the story once it’s done but it won’t be posted here since it’ll belong to the person that commissioned it. I’ll admit I was stuck on it – I’m not used to doing commissions and I sometimes struggle with them.
Then, again, I’ll start work on a bimbofication story that isn’t a simple sketch. Then either a chapter of The Lady Wore Red or Testing Grounds but definitely both of those before a chapter of Sacrifice.
I’m mentally working through the plots of all the stories, including the new werewolf one I’d thought of recently. …