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 | Posted On: 07/28/2004 At: 12:42:01 PM |
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The old subway. The clitter clatter of the train can put people to sleep. You always seem to meet the weirdest 'people' on here and fights are always erupting between gangs, Vamps, you name it. You can also meet some of the nicest people on here, it is truly a thing of rusted beauty.
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I sat down on the Train heading for the Down Town Theater district. It wasn't very full this time of night becuase most everyone was off at a club, at a play, at the movies, or at home. Unfortuneatly there were a group of Vamps on the train and judging by the way they dressed and the tattos they were in one of the biggest Vampire Gangs to ever come to Necropolis. One of them came up to me, a scronny blonde-hair punk who had probably just been turned, "Yo Red wassup?" I ignored him, "Yo what's your problem? I said Wassup! Answer me!" I glared at him, "Back off you little puke." He grinned and got his buddies. They all came over as I starred out the window ignoring them, "Yo Red! Our friend says you were rude to him. I rolled my eyes, "You have no clue what I am do you?" I turned to face them and the lights went off in the train.
I got off the train at the Theater District with blood on my face, "Well know you know."
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Simcha Devero had been having a hard time making a living. Being an old-time bard didn't earn as much money as it used to, and with a face likes hers, she was more than likely to become a target quickly. Only with the aid of her cloak, was she able to get by in the slums. Her last employer had done worse than some of the people living on the streets and so Simcha had no choice but to leave. Hoping that her life was not at stake, Simcha pushed onward. She had decided to take the subway in hopes of finding another way to earn money. Her harp was cuddled closely to her slender body, underneath her cloak. It was the one thing she would risk her life on.
However, Simcha paused as she saw a man exit a train....his face was covered with blood.
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| Posted On: 07/28/2005 At: 11:00:24 PM | | | Reply Link |
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The small girl took a seat on the train. Only a few feet away from an older woman, in her near thirties. She watched the women, not taking her eyes off her. She was looking at something in particular. The woman’s hair. It was long a red, almost the exact color of blood. The girl had never seen anything like it. The woman was busy reading a magazine trying to pass the time, of the subway ride.
Then slightly, only if you had watching the little girl very closely, you would see the twitch of a smile on her face. But then her face changed; slowly tears came poring down her face. This caught the women’s attention, and she made her way closer to the small, crying girl.
"What’s wrong darling?” the women asked the girl. "Where's you mommy or Daddy"
The girl didn’t answer. She only continued to cry.
The women tried to comfort her, by giving her a hug. "You must be lost, sweetheart its ok ill help you find you parents."
The girl continued to cry, petting the women beautiful hair as she did. Stroking it, like a kitten. Her grip then became tight on the hair, and she pulled it slightly.
Slowly the little girl pulled out a five-inch knife out from her dress.
The lights on the subway flashed. When the train stopped the little girl walked out, of the train with a handful of blood red hair in her hands, and a puddle of red liquid, flowing out of the subway doors.
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| Posted On: 07/29/2005 At: 12:30:49 AM | | | Reply Link |
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Hector was down on his luck, he lost his job. He ended up living in a box and holding up people as why came into the subway. I sat in my box, thinking of a way to get back on top and getting back into the world. I grabbed my AK and walked out into the Subway and saw a lady waiting to get on the train I ran up and got on with her and said "you don't have anychange to spare do you?"
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I've had a hard day...broke into a couple warehouses full of vamps...I would think by now I know white shirts stain easily...I'm going out to a theater to meet a friend of mine, she just finished a show and doesn't trust taking the subway alone at this time...just as I walk onto the subway I look down the train...a gang of oh, 8 vamps are sitting at the end of the next car over...too bad for the young student sitting across the isle, he did not know it was feeding time...
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pulling her cloak over her head she sighed "i cant walk anywhere without ppl lookin" here i am an ex-singer n dancer i was so famous everyone loved me but i had to screw up didnt i sighing gets to her feet and walks to the trains door
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| We live our lives standing frozen unable to cry out for eternity. |
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