Happy Halloween Everyone! Do you believe in ghosts?

subminiki03 said:

"I'm so excited! Today we're doing out photo spread for the fashion contest! I've picked the best locations. Abba keeps teasing me because he says the Swamp is haunted. Who cares? If I can get the perfect picture then I'm going. What's a 'ghost' going to do anyway, it doesn't exist." ~Miniki Yushido, Journal Entry #72
"I don't believe in ghost stories. I just don't. Ghosts are about as real as Santa. We always hear that he's appeared, but we never see him. When Abba showed me the pictures from our photo shoot and claimed there's a spirit coming after me, I just laughed. Oh... That thing in the corner? It's just mist from the swamp. For the last time, I'm not afraid of any ghosts." ~Miniki Yushido, Journal Entry #78
"I feel... Weird. I think I caught something while in the Swamp. I'm always so tired and I feel as if I can hear something. It's probably just a cold. Though I've never known a cold to make my vision go hazy. I just hope my picture gets picked for the new fashion magazine. How cool would that be?" ~Miniki Yushido, Journal Entry #81
"It's... too much. I just... I can't fight anymore. I'm... You are Mine." ~Miniki Yushido, Journal Entry #84



Character: xxMinikixx
Place: Swamp of Wraiths, near Wraith Gate
Server: Etherblade

Win!

Direct Link: http://i.imgur.com/N3oVHhN.jpg
Name: GreenLegend
Server: Etherblade
Location: Dark Depths of Momaganon


Legend of the Flying Dutchman

Centuries ago, during the time when ghouls and ghost were not creatures of mere tales, there was a dutch man who craved the idea of flight. Of course during that time, this seemed like what only witches could preform. The villagers around him grew wary. They all feared what and who he was getting involved in and soon mocked him for his preposterous idea. He hated them and wished suffering for all of them.

One day, in search of materials for his inventions, he had stumbled across an ancient historical cave which has seemingly went undiscovered until the day of his arrival. As he walked towards and into the cave, it seemed to be getting hotter as he wandered deeper within the cave. The sounds of heavy winds started to build up, throwing hot gusts of winds into his face. He kept moving forward out of curiosity to the point where he could no longer see the light from the cave entrance. Suddenly, one strong gust of wind blew out his torch and a large flame appeared in front of him, scorching him. He was severely burned to the point where he could no longer be recognized, and with his melted eyelids, he saw it; he saw what was lingering in that cave. A Dragon! One so massive that it seemed like a size of an entire village.

"Human, you're the first to survive the gust of my flames. You have impressed me, and I have powers far beyond anyone of this time. Tell me pitiful human, what do you desire?" the dragon said.

Through his badly scorched face, he stuttered and mumbled, "I... I wa... want to fly..."
He soon lost consciousness as the burns were far too much to bare.

"Very well." the dragon said. "You've disturbed my slumber and survived my flames, therefore I shall give you mercy. I shall give you the power of flight, but you shall forever remain within my realm of Momaganon, carrying a mere fraction of my power within your hand."

Now, to this day, centuries later, a man is seen flying around whose face can no longer be seen but seen carrying red scales in his hand torturing all nearby villages. That was the day the flying Dutchman was spawned to linger and fulfill his desires.

P.S.
The dragon was in the bathroom making toast.
#BathroomToast​​

Server : Twilight Temple
Character : sashaangel
Location: Wraith Gate

Hell

There was no pearly gate.
The only reason I knew I was in a cave was because I had just passed the entrance. The rock wall rose behind me with no ceiling in sight.
I knew this was it, this was what religion talked about, what man feared .. I had just entered the gate to hell.
I felt the presence of the cave as if it was a living, breathing creature. The stench of rotten flesh overwhelmed me.
Then there was the voice, it came from inside and all around.
“Welcome”
“Who are you?”, I asked, trying to keep my composure.
“You know”, the thing answered.
I did know.
“You are the devil”, I stuttered, quickly losing my composure. “Why me? I’ve lived as good as I could”.
The silence took over the space as my words died out. It seemed like an hour went by before the response came.
“What did you expect?”
The voice was penetrating but patient.
“I don’t know .. I never believed any of this”, I uttered “Is that why I am here?”
Silence.
I continued: “They say the greatest trick you ever pulled was convincing the world you don’t exist”
“No, the greatest trick I ever pulled was convincing the world that there is an alternative”
“There is no God?” I shivered.
The cave trembled with the words: “I am God”

peacexstarwolf wrote: »

i cannot post links. but its imgur .com /u41WrSn
(sorry if not uploaded correctly had some issues)
Etherblade, nameless isle, 695,685
character : Shadowsbarb and his beloved wife mad_dogg


In dark places sometimes, is no love to be found.. but everytime i crawled out of my hiding place.. there she was, sitting, meditating and listening to the waves of the quiet sea. i fell in love with her, the impossible love since i have been turned in this creature with blazing eyes and giant fiery paws. but she didnt mind at all.. she loved me for who i was, they left me here to rot on this isle surrounded with water, spiders for food and sometimes married couples as visitors. i am a disgrace for humans and all other creatures. i will wait.. untill i have my revenge.... this halloween.

Whatever it is you're posting on, please tell me so I can warn the rest of the world to not use it ever at all under any circumstances. It's only allowing plain Text. It's not even TextEx (which I previously thought was the worst, and no one will tell me how they manage that either.)
I cannot even edit your post to force the display of it, so I'm quoting you and fixing it here. It's not easy since you additionally used IMGUR for the image host, so in the next 48 hours the link will change and I'll have to edit it again.​​

Name : NivaValo
Server: Etherblade
Location: Blazing Wind Valley (inside the creepy cave with demons )

Character: ISavannaH (Stormbringer)
Server: Twilight Temple
Location: Ruins of the Exiled - 729, 975

Happy Halloween!



Ps: posted by my main character account J/\DDE, because my stormbringer is a new user.

seventhmooners wrote: »

Name: IrisFaye

Server: Etherblade

Location: Stairway to Heaven (413, 550)


Link:(remove any spaces) http://i1380. photobucket.com/albums/ah187/RandomBaggins/Untitledkk_zpsojpydina.jpg



What was once a great warrior... is now nothing more than a solemn corpse dangling from a tree. (I'm new so I guess it won't let me post the pic/link... whatever)

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Name: SoloCaster
Server: Twilight Temple
Location: Black Mountain Coords: 493 305

sever Twilight Temple
location 396 549 brimstone pit
char RedRosesX
other pic in brimstone cant see me the hunted horses hideing me

The sapphire haired wizard moves around the circle, his one good eye inspecting each of the volunteering humans. "Tell me, how many of you believe in spirits?"
Neo rolls his eyes, looking at Zephyr skeptically. "Spirits? You're kidding right? I'm just here because there's a chance of saving one of my faction members. Even my brother isn't stupid enough to believe in that stuff, right Blaine?"
The bluenette sighs, black eyes meeting Neo's. "I... Well, after what I've witnessed from Jace, I can't say I don't believe in it."
Zephyr chuckles, his head turning to the other two wizards present. "And what do the two of you think on the subject?"
Vidrik sighs, his expression one of exasperation. "Sorry pops, but once it's dead it's dead. This is a waste of time."
Paigeon, his thoughts elsewhere as usual, doesn't realize he's being asked a question. Vidrik, his face showing annoyance, elbows him in the ribs. "Hey, you were asked a question, moron!"
"Hmm? Oh, right. Sorry, I was wondering where I left my other shoe. Spirits... If they didn't exist we wouldn't exist. I'm certain one of them has run off with my shoe again. If you'll excuse me..." The odd man wanders a little bit away, his eyes focused on something the rest can't see.
"Well then, this should be interesting, to say the least." Zephyr moves to the center of the circle, kneeling down over the lifeless body of the ebony haired veno. "I am assigning an element to each of you. You will be the embodiment of this element for our ritual. I shall be representing Air and stand at our eastern point. Neo, you shall represent fire, standing at the southeast. Your brother shall represent water, standing next to you in the southwest. Vidrik will be earth, guarding the western side. Paigeon seems to be most in tune with the Otherworld and shall be our spirit incarnation to the north."
"Yea yea yea, let's just get this started already. I want to save Anluryn." The orangette glares at the strange wizard, still distrustful from their past experiences in dealing with him. "Paigeon, get over here. Everyone heard the deal? Get to your standing points."
The five wizards move, each going to stand in position. Blaine nervously looks to his brother, whose eyes are focused on their fallen faction member. Vidrik boredly spins his sword in his hand, wanting to go home. Paigeon, distracted as always, stares up at the cloudy sky, speaking to himself quietly.
"We are ready to begin. Our circle has been cast and our connection made. I shall now begin the ceremony." Zephyr holds out his hands, closing his eyes and beginning the spell. "Black as night, erase death from our sight. White as light, mighty Isrifar make it right."
Slowly, each wizard begins to chant, adding power to the spell. The ground around them starts to glow, forming a symbol connecting the wizards. Blaine's eyes widen as he sees movement near the venomancer's body. Paigeon tenses and takes a step back. Neo turns, looking at the smiling wizard angrily.
"What do you think you're doing? This is a demon!" The orangette glares, "I knew we shouldn't have trusted you."
Zephyr looks at the fiery young man, a cold smile on his lips. "I am giving you what you wanted. If you don't like the methods then you don't want it bad enough. Her soul may be sacrificed, but she will live again, I can assure you."
"That's insane!" Neo moves to go towards the veno, to stop the ritual. However, he feels himself pushed to his knees from an unseen force.
"Karasu... Why have you called to me?" The demon's voice thunders lowly, shaking the ground as his sparking eyes land on the head wizard.
"The task is simple. I wish the life of the creature below you be returned. I already know and accept your cost, Lord Isrifar." Zephyr waves his fingers lazily in the direction of An's body.
The archdemon Isrifar looks down, his smile sharp. "It shall be as you wish then. I consume this cat's soul in exchange for her breath to be returned." The beast looms over the girl's lifeless body, releasing his breath upon her and completing the spell. With a vicious laugh, he looks around at the wizard's once more. "Remember what it is you have done, for it cannot be changed."
With that, the demon rips a hole in the sky, climbing through and taking the light with him. Out of the darkness a small, female voice cries out weakly. "K-Krimson?..."

Character: DR_OZ
Sever: Etherblade
Location: Blighted Garden, Morai



Story:
Back some hundred years ago in a village some where deep in the land of Morai. Where a young man searching for his long lost love ho has been bitten by the Dark Prince of Morai. He heard of story's of the living dead and learned ways of killing them.

The Scene Above:
The young man tracks her down on Halloween Night in a small village pub late after the villagers party. He finds the horrible sight of her feeding on some unlucky towns people he uses his skills and some garlic to subdue her. Then uses a wooden stake to set her free from the prison of being the living dead. After which he could hear the Dark Prince cry out in anger then and there he valid to hunt him down.

Notes:
The wooden stake I used in game wood texture.
The green skull from the entrance of Wraithgate.
The skeleton from Swamp of the Wraiths.
The pumpkin head from the Boutique.

Happy Halloween 2015

Character: DevilDoll

Server: DawnGlory

Location: Lord Tyrant's Fortress

Sorry I can"t write a story coz my English is bad

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( I took out the dot before 'com' so I could post my entry. It wouldn't let me post a link for images or anything saying I had to wait a while longer before I could post links. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause!Someone informed me that someone could edit it for me, so it would show the pictures since I can't add them.. Dx)
Story:
Phenex landed in the field and folded her wings away, a cry for help had led her to this area so she searched the grounds carefully too look for the fallen one. As a healer it was her duty to what she could for anyone who was wounded. After a couple hours of continuous wailing of the dying victim she finally came to a stop in front of an odd building made of stone. The glowing lanterns in the windows made her think someone may be home. But a second look and she was looking at a completely abandoned battle ground. Arrows dotting the grounds spoke of a battle long past and the stench of burned flesh made her cover her nose in disgust, "What in the world..." she wondered out loud.

As she drew closer to the mansion the wailing grew louder and it seemed to be coming from reality instead of within her mind. Carefully walking to the door, still looking around cautiously she gently grasped the decrepit handle. As all four fingers and thumb grasped the handle she was hit with a sudden feeling of fear and a sharp blaring pain began in her head. Trying to let go of the handle the wailing and pain became louder and louder and it seemed to echo. Her other hand grasped her forehead as she staggered with a sudden feeling of nausea and a wet feeling made her touch under her nose.
Gasping quietly as she brought her finger into a faint light for inspection she noticed the dark smudge and collapsed to her knees. The handle miraculously released her and she trembled in terror at what could be happening to her and curled into a fetal position. It may have been hours if not days when she finally gained consciousness. Her head felt oddly heavy, as she struggled to her feet staggering and feeling off balance. Reaching out for some leverage she touched nothing but air and crumpled to the ground again on her hands and knees. Finding it odd she could barely hold up her head she strained and finally looked over to where the mansion had been and felt a cold chill rack her body. There was nothing but a large standing mirror that sparkled mockingly and her eyes filled with tears a she saw what had become of her head. "Got'cha..." whispered fiendishly from an invisible foe and she screamed and screamed as what had replaced her face was a huge and bulbous pumpkin head.

Name: Phenex
Server: Twilight Temple
Location: Guild Base Trials-Trial 9 Kingdom of Isrifar​​

koui wrote: »

( I took out the dot before 'com' so I could post my entry. It wouldn't let me post a link for images or anything saying I had to wait a while longer before I could post links. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause!Someone informed me that someone could edit it for me, so it would show the pictures since I can't add them.. Dx)
Story:
Phenex landed in the field and folded her wings away, a cry for help had led her to this area so she searched the grounds carefully too look for the fallen one. As a healer it was her duty to what she could for anyone who was wounded. After a couple hours of continuous wailing of the dying victim she finally came to a stop in front of an odd building made of stone. The glowing lanterns in the windows made her think someone may be home. But a second look and she was looking at a completely abandoned battle ground. Arrows dotting the grounds spoke of a battle long past and the stench of burned flesh made her cover her nose in disgust, "What in the world..." she wondered out loud.

As she drew closer to the mansion the wailing grew louder and it seemed to be coming from reality instead of within her mind. Carefully walking to the door, still looking around cautiously she gently grasped the decrepit handle. As all four fingers and thumb grasped the handle she was hit with a sudden feeling of fear and a sharp blaring pain began in her head. Trying to let go of the handle the wailing and pain became louder and louder and it seemed to echo. Her other hand grasped her forehead as she staggered with a sudden feeling of nausea and a wet feeling made her touch under her nose.
Gasping quietly as she brought her finger into a faint light for inspection she noticed the dark smudge and collapsed to her knees. The handle miraculously released her and she trembled in terror at what could be happening to her and curled into a fetal position. It may have been hours if not days when she finally gained consciousness. Her head felt oddly heavy, as she struggled to her feet staggering and feeling off balance. Reaching out for some leverage she touched nothing but air and crumpled to the ground again on her hands and knees. Finding it odd she could barely hold up her head she strained and finally looked over to where the mansion had been and felt a cold chill rack her body. There was nothing but a large standing mirror that sparkled mockingly and her eyes filled with tears a she saw what had become of her head. "Got'cha..." whispered fiendishly from an invisible foe and she screamed and screamed as what had replaced her face was a huge and bulbous pumpkin head.

Name: Phenex
Server: Twilight Temple
Location: Guild Base Trials-Trial 9 Kingdom of Isrifar

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There was a Myth...
About Miroor which takes Your soul..
Trasia Decided To check this out..
While looking at her pretty Face...
The Mirror ghosts Came And....
Her body was found out in a Town,
While her soul is trapped at Morai..
Looking for her body...

So Do You Dare to look in the mirror??

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