BSGF Artistry Thread III

Post » Mon Dec 09, 2013 4:57 pm

I'll start with the beginning of the story I've been working on:

It was creepy as [censored] the first time seeing myself dressed in a suit climb out of the bottom drawer of my dresser. The first thing the dresser me said to the actual me was, "Why hello!" When I got over the shock of this incredible hallucination, I responded with "What's up?" I assumed it was a hallucination because I was really high at the time, and what else could it be? He looked perplexed, then he smelled the air and understanding crept onto his face, "I see I've picked a bad time, stay sober tomorrow, I'll be back" As he was about to step back into what I can only assume is Narnia or the Twilight Zone, he remembered something and said "One more thing, you're going to need this." He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a razor blade, "After I leave, draw blood and smear it on the bottom of the drawer, that will make sure only you and I can use the portal, after you're done with that, shut it and leave it alone until I come back tomorrow." He walked back to the other side of the room and put his feet into the dresser, and he slowly sunk back into the mysterious portal thing.

That's all I have for right now, what do you guys think?

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Sarah MacLeod
 
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Post » Mon Dec 09, 2013 8:36 am

Was this supposed to be the beginnings of a Creepypasta?

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Post » Mon Dec 09, 2013 10:55 am

Not necessarily, I was thinking about making it a surrealist take on my experience with depression and cutting.

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