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Liberal Phantom

I'm having a writing contest for whoever can create the best horror story. It can be scary, twisted or however you want it to be.


The Entry fee is 250g

There are prizes for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place.


1st Place- 5k
2nd Place- 3k
3rd Place- 1k

EDIT- sorry I am only going to award first place, I'm questing. v.v;

If you do not pay the fee first, your story will be ignored and not be able to be in the contest.

If you would like to participate in this, please only talk to me in this thread

Starts June 6th - Ends July 6th



R U L E S

1. The minium number of contestants is 5.

2. There is no maxium amount.

3. Entry must be At least one paragraph

4. Stories should be posted in this thread only

5. You can submit an entry that you have entered in a previous contest as well.

6. Please use good grammer.



I Will Be Judging All Stories.

Have fun with your story and make it creative heart
Good Luck

Liberal Phantom

I'm gonna enter. =). Hey Stephanie

Liberal Phantom

Okay, write your entry here in the forum. 3nodding

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1. Mininum number of entrants?

2. Max or min word count?

3. Start/end date?

4. Where should the stories be posted?

5. Who is/are the judge(s)?

6. There are multiple other horror contests going on. Are you okay if one's entry is also an entry for another contest?

Please try to fill these facts in. Maybe look to other contests for layout ideas.
That night was brutal, in fact it was horrifying. Now it is only us, the others are now dead…You're probably wondering how this all happened, and how all them died in the same night...And we are going to tell you. Ever since we were about three, we’ve had a gang of friends down the block. We've continued to stay friends until almost a week ago (May I include that these were all boy friends) This is what happened; we were hanging out together at our house, and came inside at around three o’clock in the afternoon. Our parents were away, so we decided to invite more people over. They all cornered us, and started to scream and yell at us. They called us brutal names, and told us that we were a whore. We told them that we were not, and tried defending ourselves. They wouldn’t listen… Eric, the leader of the group, threw us into the mirror and began to strip us of our clothes. We screamed… We felt as Eric began to take our innocence away. We couldn’t fight him… Then he passed us around like rag dolls, all of them taking a turn. We were shoved into the mirror again, and it broke around us, shattering into a million pieces. We felt our back begin to bleed… We grabbed a shard, and began to flare our arm around, the people I called ‘friends’ moving back away from us. We had the power now. We started to slice the throats of each of the ones that hurt us, from Johnny, to Tyler, to Alex, and finally to Eric. We whispered into Eric’s ear, “You will regret even trying to hurt us”. He seemed confused, but his pretty face soon went blank. We killed him. Now we sit here, the corpses rotting. Our parent’s are still gone, and won’t be back for another week. Just Gina and I, just the two of us. We are one. We were born to the same parents, on the same day, at the same time. We looked alike, but were very different. But now we are alone, and we wonder what the cops will do. It’s been a week, and we haven’t had food, or water, and right before we pass out, Gina whispers “You are never alone with a schizophrenic”…

Liberal Phantom

Imoto Lehcar
1. Mininum number of entrants?

2. Max or min word count?

3. Start/end date?

4. Where should the stories be posted?

5. Who is/are the judge(s)?

6. There are multiple other horror contests going on. Are you okay if one's entry is also an entry for another contest?

Please try to fill these facts in. Maybe look to other contests for layout ideas.


Thank you I edited my first post. 3nodding

Liberal Phantom

suzieNmaddieBFFLx
That night was brutal, in fact it was horrifying. Now it is only us, the others are now dead…You're probably wondering how this all happened, and how all them died in the same night...And we are going to tell you. Ever since we were about three, we’ve had a gang of friends down the block. We've continued to stay friends until almost a week ago (May I include that these were all boy friends) This is what happened; we were hanging out together at our house, and came inside at around three o’clock in the afternoon. Our parents were away, so we decided to invite more people over. They all cornered us, and started to scream and yell at us. They called us brutal names, and told us that we were a whore. We told them that we were not, and tried defending ourselves. They wouldn’t listen… Eric, the leader of the group, threw us into the mirror and began to strip us of our clothes. We screamed… We felt as Eric began to take our innocence away. We couldn’t fight him… Then he passed us around like rag dolls, all of them taking a turn. We were shoved into the mirror again, and it broke around us, shattering into a million pieces. We felt our back begin to bleed… We grabbed a shard, and began to flare our arm around, the people I called ‘friends’ moving back away from us. We had the power now. We started to slice the throats of each of the ones that hurt us, from Johnny, to Tyler, to Alex, and finally to Eric. We whispered into Eric’s ear, “You will regret even trying to hurt us”. He seemed confused, but his pretty face soon went blank. We killed him. Now we sit here, the corpses rotting. Our parent’s are still gone, and won’t be back for another week. Just Gina and I, just the two of us. We are one. We were born to the same parents, on the same day, at the same time. We looked alike, but were very different. But now we are alone, and we wonder what the cops will do. It’s been a week, and we haven’t had food, or water, and right before we pass out, Gina whispers “You are never alone with a schizophrenic”…


I love it. So far you're in first place.
i would like to enter but i can not send the 250 trade to you...it says you don't have a traders thingy...
Oh, oh! I wanna try this! Must send fee!
" thank you for tuning into Y.O.K.I news radio 1200. we have some breaking news. a young women has been declared missing........" a hand turned off the radio. " god damn bullshit." the young man exclamined. he was a very sout and hansome young man. maybe around his mid twenties, blond hair blue eyes. he reached up to the rearveiw mirror of his 06 eclipse, and turned it to face the passenger window. he didnt want to remember what had just happened. the night wind held a curious sent as it whisped past his nose and through his hair till it escaped the car through the other window. no matter how hard he tried, it would never stop torturing him. " you ment it didnt you?" the young turned his head to see who had uttered thses words. but there was no one. he shook it off and placed his eyes back on the road. " its your fault she's dead. thats why you turned of the radio. isnt it?" th young man turned his head once again and saw nothing. what was it that was tortuing him. his mind toying at him? his guilt eatting away at his soul? " ha ha you didnt even swerve!" the voice was taunting him. " shut up. shut up damn it." the young man burst into tears. it was just too much. his eyes drifted for a moment to inspect the car once more. nothing. as soon as he returned his eyes to the road a small fugre was in the path before him. he swereved out of the way and buried the front of his car right into the trunk of a tree. two weeks later " cause of death. sudden head trauma. time of death approximatley 3: 15 am" the tall man in a doctors smock clikced off the tape recorder and layed it down on a table in front of him. as he stepped away from the table, a tiny umbillical cord fell to the floor. the tall man once again picked up the tape recorder and clicked it on. " the victim was pregnant. twins." as he clicked of the recorder once again he veiwed the items on the table with a great sense of acchomplishment. the tables contents cocisisted of: the tape recorder, a body of a women maybe 30 with two babies laying next to her still attched by thier umbillical cords. and the body of a young man. " you didnt even swerve." the tall man laughed.

Liberal Phantom

evilperson201
Oh, oh! I wanna try this! Must send fee!


Okay I accpeted the trade, you can write your story whenever you want, thanks. =)
What happens if there aren't five contestants?
Beauty isn’t every thing. Don’t we all learn this the hard way? Sure, she was gorgeous, but she just wouldn’t stop screaming at me. What could I do? I got the longest screw driver from my tool box and chased her down the road with it. I just wanted peace, I needed alone time. I got on the Harley and chased her down the road. It was midnight, no one saw. Also, it was Saturday; everyone was to drunk to know what was going on anyway.

I really loved her, and I didn’t want to hurt that gorgeous being, but, my body moved even when my brain said stop. I got her cornered in the park, out alone, just the two of us and the animals. It was pretty nice actually, but my happy thoughts soon ended. She just kept screaming at me and trying to run away. By now I was holding her down with my hands over her mouth.

She was pleading that a let her free. She fought and fought, but it was no use for either one of us. I dug the screw driver into her flesh, she screamed more. I twisted it and turned it, mutilating ever inch of her body. In time she became quiet. Her cold dead eyes looked up at me.

I realized I now had a carcass to rid of. So, I drove back home on the Harley and got a shovel. This time I got in her car and drove back to the park. It was around one o’clock now. Surely the partiers were fast asleep or passed out.

I hurriedly dug a grave for her. When I was done I put her in. I thought I had done a mighty fine job. Most of the cuts and gashes had such lovely red blood drying upon them, and then others still gushed whenever I moved her. For several minutes I admired this in her, this that was all I saw in her… her body. I covered her with the dirt that was like her soul, and then I walked home. It was over between us.

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