Acyra Prelude
Author's Note Ok, first of I'm still working on the title and I'm open to ideas about it. This story has taken me years to come up with and will take another few years to write it, due to it's massive size. Also note that I'm only 18 and that...
Freddy Fazzbear's pizza origins (non furry)
Our story begins in February 1962 On his 14th birthday Vincent Christopher visted show biz pizza fasenated by the animatronics Vincent decideds to open a restaurant of his own fast forward five years and on October 21st,1967 Freddy Fazbear's...
The Dead Man's Mouth
#1 of the dead man's mouth just a random, non-furry creepypasta i threw together and thought you guys might enjoy. would you believe me if i told you that genies were real? they are, but they're not like anything you'd expect them to be.
Our Time
In this room music and masks dance, the masks a new guise from which only the eyes, the windows to the soul may be seen. Say look there at the handsome young pair, dancing so slowly and entwined, no words do they speak for a talent...
Museum Killers
Looking back, it is kind of hard to read note: not furry related at all ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ the boy grabs the femur
Junior Undercover
_What kind of perverted school still makes girls wear skirts?_ I tugged at the hem of my grey skirt again, but just like before it stubbornly refused to cover anything below my kneecaps. I'd stopped wearing girly clothes like this the minute I...
It wasn't Just Me
Wasn't Just Me by: Lu-Man Well, vindictive ain't a good look on anyone And darlin, it's ugly on you I heard you talkin all around the whole town about what you hope she will do No, things ain't perfect But for right now it'll do But lookin...
Eyes like the Forest (8)
There was much to know before action could be taken. The voices that commanded Galen were always so ambiguous in the task required of him, always a place, always a face, and some hint of what was to come, but that was all. The challenge of discovering...
Eyes like the Forest (7)
No-longer-gray had awoken some hours before dawn, having slept as much as he was allowed, and made a breakfast of wild berries and a crust of bread leftover from the previous day's meal, all while watching that fragile construction of wood and straw....
Eyes like the Forest (6)
Despite assurances otherwise, it was nearing midday when the ferry had finally docked in Tarrensford, a fact the traveler would have bemoaned, were he not simply grateful to be on solid land once again. No more wagons, no more ferries, no horses, or...
Eyes like the Forest (5)
Nausea fought its way into No-longer-gray gut as his stomach once again threatened to empty itself. The gentle rocking of the wagon's wheels turning over the dirt road, while once a comforting boon to the weary traveler, now tormented him in his...
Eyes like the Forest (4)
Blood and rainwater mixed with the earth to create a viscous muck in which the body of the ox had sank. The rain had broken an hour ago, but the wind still shrieked about them cart, carrying the distant lupine howls. The attack had been fast, not an...