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The Troublemakers Three ----------------------------- 'Twas not long ago, on a cold autumn night, On that same dreadful day filled with terrors and fright, Around an old mansion, so neglected and old, Where the story of three youngsters is about to be told... (Sackgirlsrule) “Awesome costume, GDN!” (gdn001) “This is what I normally wear...” (CyberSora) “Have no fear, for I am here!” “Cyber, you look ridiculous.” “Haters gotta hate.” Sackgirlsrule was prepared for a thrill, Dressed as Chloe from the show Smallville. GDN adorned his normal attire, His trusty pistol loaded, ready to fire. And CyberSora, well... it goes to say, It seems as though turtles are a fad now these days. “If you end up falling over on your back, I'm just gonna bust out laughing.” “Ohh, don't be so mean, GDN...” “Yeah, don't start getting all jelly because I look so awesome.” “Sympathy for the lost cause...” Up a small hill to the house they went... “I was really hoping you would dress like Clark Kent..” “How come?” “Because then you can be my hero if something goes wrong! That would be soo awesome!” “... right.” The old, lonely mansion sat atop a small hill, Standing in the moonlight, surprisingly still. The windows were shattered, the painting was chipped, And all signs of past beauty were conveniently stripped. “Exactly WHY are we doing this again?” “Because, Cyber, you lost a bet when we were playing that survival level not too long ago. Remember?” “Oh yeah. Stupid rocket shark...” “Besides, we're too old to trick-or-treat now these days, so we might as well have some fun!” “... by sneaking into some old dude's house?” “No one lives here. I'd be surprised if anyone lived in this old pile of toothpicks anymore.” Upon approaching the entrance, the trio came to a stop, Checking behind them in-case there was a cop. Now in the clear, they slowly opened the door, Tiptoeing along the rickety floor. Inside the mansion, they noticed a vase, Standing guard by an ancient staircase. An old chandelier hung in utter vein, Suspended only by a rusty, old chain. “I have a bad feeling about this...” “Well, where to begin?” Suddenly, the door slams! The locks began to spin, Before they could react, the trio was locked in! “What the?! We're trapped!” “Ohh man... I knew this was a bad idea...” “I guess it's too late to go trick-or-treating?” The mansion was shaken by a blood-curling roar! Peanuts began to soar out of the floor! And looking up the staircase, what do they see? Why, the evil RockSauron in all his infamy! (RockSauron) “FOOLS!! YOU DARE ENTER MY DOMAIN?!” “No-no-no!! This is all a mistake!” “Y-yeah! A convenient accident! R-right, Cyber?!” “... yes?” “FOOLISH MORTALS!! I SHALL SMITE YE WITH THY PEANUTY PROWNE-” Caught by a floorboard, suddenly snared, The Dark Lord of Peanuts began tumbling down the stairs. Smashing and slamming and landing on his face! RockSauron continued his fall from grace. Tumbling, tumbling, falling evermore, His graceful trip stopped with a THUD on the floor. “... Jack, you're a jerk.” I know. “Oh great. Jack's writing this?” “Ugh. I thought he was busy with some comic-project-thing...” ANYWAYS... “Dude, you okay?” “Meh.” “I'll take that as a yes.” “What are you doing here, Rock? I thought you haunted Mount Peanut.” “Me and some friends came in here earlier to check it out. Now they've all disappeared on me.” “Disappeared? Then how come you aren't-” “Evil Peanut Lord of Darkness, if I must recall?” “Oh yeah.” “Wait. Are you telling us that-” “Yes, you pitiful mortal. This house really is haunted.” “... did you do something to-” Rock springs back up and continues running by, Diving into the shadows with a- “kthxbai.” “... well, that was short-lived.” “So much for the 'Evil' part...” “Let's go looking for the others. They might have an idea on what's going on.” Forth the trio went, heading down a hall... Or was it into a room? I can't quite recall. Anyways, they began looking around, Seeing if anyone else could be found. While searching the walls, one cannot blame Someone's sudden interest in an old photo frame. “Whoa. Check this out!” “Who is it?” “... what is it?” “It looks like an old family photo. Around '09, it looks like.” “... dude, is that Morgana25?” “Looks like. I notice that large set anywhere.” “Hey! She could be reading this!” “Oops! Sorry, sorry...” “We got Joey, Teebonesy, Burnvictim42, Fenderjt, comphermc...” “These are all members from two years ago.” “Why are they all dressed like old people?” “Maybe it was some sort of special occasion?” “I dunno, but things are starting to get fishy...” Things WILL get fishy, in the room up ahead... “Can you please stop rhyming?” Only once you're dead. “That explains a lot. Let's go.” Into the next room our trio went, Blowing off the warning I clearly sent. Into a dining hall, they come, The floors littered with empty bottles of rum. “Eww, alcohol...” “*sniff*... These things are too fresh to be antiques.” With a BONK and a THWACK and a really loud CLUNK, Out of nowhere came Alex... obviously drunk. Dressed like a pirate, with fake beard and all, The bar-crawling bum began his drawl... (Alex) “Blarg... *BELCH*” “And I thought the booze was gross...” “Aye sweartorunk, I'm nah God!” “Alex. A god. That'd be pretty scary...” “Me sober. Nah thaddbe terrifyihn.” “Can you please explain to us HOW you got your drunken butt down here all of a sudden?” Slow to think, but then suddenly seeing, Alex pointed to the hole that went through the ceiling. “Oh. That's how.” “Whaddre YOU kiddies doin' inere?” “We're trapped. The front door locked itself. Now we're trying to find a way out.” “Oh... yerscrewed.” With one last swig from his trusty bottle, Alex dozed off without much doddle. “Wow. You're much help.” “Whatever. Let's check out the next room.” “Yeah. Before I get sick off of this...” Through the next door, they found more stairs, Leading up to who-knows where... “That doesn't rhyme.” SHUDDUP. Now do you wanna get outta here or not? “Fine...” Climbing up the stairs, careful not to fall, The long staircase stopped at a blank wall. “Sigh, I'm getting too old for this...” Whipping out his pistol, he began to shoot, Tracing out a door, then giving the boot. With another “door”, they went inside, Unknowing of the creatures that hide... Wandering around in dense dark, Cyber finds a light switch... “Dangit. No spark.” “I think I have a flashlight somewhere on me...” Turning it on, Sackgirl looks to up ahead, They flash it at someone... with a bullet to the head! “AAAHH!!” The lights flick on, the trio unharmed, Sackgirl is seen cradled in GDN's arms. “... ohh Clark...” “Keep wishing.” With a carless drop and a little pout, Jwwphotos finally comes out. (Jwwphotos) “What's up?” “We thought you were dead!” “... dead? Me? Why?” “Have you not noticed the gaping bullet hole in your helmet?” “Ohh, that? It's purely aesthetic.” “... seriously.” “Yeah! It's all just fun and games.” “Whew. For a second, I thought it was real-” “You can come out now, honey. It's just some kids.” Quiet as night, light as a dove, TheCountessZ descended from above. “And apparently she is...” “Oh... hello.” (TheCountessZ) “Hi! What brings you over to the old abandoned mansion tonight?” “Uhh... we were originally gonna check the place out...” “But the front door suddenly locked on itself and now we're stuck.” “Huh. That's odd. I thought we got rid of that in the seance...” “Seance?” “Yep. You know, one of those rituals to talk to dead people, communicate with ghosts...” “Ghosts?...” “Uh-huh. Well, at least xkappax. She was supposed to meet us here, but some evil spirits took over the place.” “WHAT?!” “Convenient, huh? It's not everyday me and xkappax can get together.” “Me, Countess, Alex, Rock, Cin- the whole gang! First we had to deal with just getting connections with xkappax and now we've ran into this.” “Well, Rock fled and Alex is passed out in the dining room.” “Oh! So that's where he wandered off to. Be right back.” Quickly changing into a bat, She flew like the wind and immediately scat. “Uhh... okay...” “Wait-wait-wait. You're telling us that this house is possibly POSSESSED by demons?!” “Not possibly. It is. Now we're just trying to find a way out, like you guys.” “Just great! The headshot guy and the vampire lady have no idea how to get out, and there's DEMONS about!!” “Calm down, Cyber. We haven't even ran into any 'demons' yet.” “W-well.. I-i don't w-wanna stick a-around to f-find out!” Panicked, Sackgirl runs to the next door, Opening it like once before. An abomination appears in her sight! Grabbing her with its terrifying might! “AAH!! HELP ME!” “Sackgirl!!” Quickly aiming with evil afoot, GDN shot that very evil... in the foot. The foul monster falls over in pain, Ensuring he'll never harm Sackgirl again- (Incinerator22) “Aaaaahh!!” “Oh geez! I thought I was a goner...” “Wait a sec- Cin?! What are YOU doing there?!” “Thanks a lot, JERK!! Now I can't stand up straight!” “What the heck were you doing?!” “I swear, I thought she was a demon or something!” “You can't grab demons, Cin.” “... so? It's not like I'd know that!” “WHAT. WERE. YOU. DOING.” “Same as you guys. Finding a way out!” “Well, good luck. So far, none of us have.” “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Now will someone PLEASE help me up?” With Sackgirl and Cyber lending a hand, The duo hoist Cin back up to a stand. “... what kind of gun is that?” “A Desert Eagle. Why?” “Good. At least I was shot with SOME dignity...” “Hey, hey. There's no need for that. Right now we gotta focus on an exit out of here.” “Yeah, before those demons grab a hold of one of-” Cyber's foot was suddenly caught by a force, Quickly being dragged at the speed of a horse! “Daaaaahhh!!” “CYBER!!” Flying through the halls! Dragged down the stairs! Slamming into walls! Tipping over chairs! Cyber was in for one heck of a ride! This demon will NOT let their intrusion slide. Rounding a corner, to the banshee's glee, Cyber is promptly launched up the narrow chimney! Coated in soot! Covered in ash! Cyber's launched out with a muzzle flash! Flying high, well above the house, Compared to the mansion, he looked like a mouse. Falling back down- “THIS ISN'T FUNNY, JACK!!” Hey! I'm rhyming here! Cut me some slack! Down through the chimney, squeezed through the hole, Cyber landed hard and looked like coal. “... is it over...” Oh-ho, you wish. “Ah no...” Dragged once again, he picks up speed, Fulfilling this demon's malevolent need! But it wasn't done yet! It craved for more! Meanwhile, on the second floor... “So you tried conducting a dark, yet dangerous, ritual just so you can talk to xkappax?” “Yep. Don't really know any other way.” “Doesn't she have a Facebook?” “... she does?” “Told yah we should've checked, idiot.” “Back! What did I miss?” “Bah-humbug...” “Can someone PLEASE explain to me why Alex is drunk again...” “Hey. You were his designated watcher, not me.” Up through the floor and smashing through a beam, CyberSora let out a sharp scream: “DEAR GOD SOMEONE PLEASE HEEEEELLLPP!!” Sensing the danger, and without much haste, The Countess flew up and grabbed Cyber's waist. Stopping the demon right in its tracks, The fiend let go and gave Cyber some slack. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just fine... AFTER BEING DRAGGED THROUGH THE ENTIRE HOUSE!!” “What could we possibly do?! You were snared by a demon!” “Yeah... a demon disturbed from YOU SHOOTING ME!!” “OH WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT THAT?!” “Please, guys. Stop shouting. You're giving me a major headache...” A low tremor began to build, The chandelier chimed, the floor panels trilled. What could it be? Where was it? How? Whatever it was- IT WAS COMING UP NOW!! “Ohgeezohgeezohgeezohgeez-” “I think your screams provoked HIM...” “HIM? Who's HIM?” “Only the most horrifying thing ever to roam LBPC...” “Oh God, I really don't wanna stick around for this-” “Too late now.” A large, ghastly spirit rose through the floors, Taking up much room and blocking both doors. A snicker, a chuckle, and then a laugh, What was it that this demon was laughing at? No time to think, it was turning around! The reason for it's laughter could not be found. It had a large head, but no features could be seen, Though it started to take shape and looked like Charlie Sheen. It formed a squarish head, then two big ears popped out, A 6 o-clock shadow sprouted, along with a long snout, A large, trollish grin formed, two bushy brows grew, And once two blue eyes settled in, everybody knew, After all of the chaos, it would prove after all, That this demonic entity... looked like Jake Gyllenhaal. (Inanimacy) “Problem, officers?” The entire group screamed; scared witless no doubt. And with a quick turn-around, the group bolted out. Smashing through the walls, kicking down a door, Swinging off the chandelier, landing on the floor, Rushing toward the entryway, tearing the locked door down, The group rushed down the hillside and ran back into town. So with this parting message, thanks to Inanimacy, Do not attempt to mess around with stuff you cannot see. So what will happen next? That remains to be seen, Just stick to trick-or-treating... and stay tuned... ~ Outlaw-Jack

2011-10-17 07:15:00 Author: Outlaw-Jack Posts: 5757

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Well done Jack. Very creative. I laughed, was scared and intrigued. lol Can't wait to see the next chapter.

2011-10-17 13:44:00 Author: Lady_Luck__777 Posts: 3458

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You ARE a jerk... >_ > <_< <_< >_> Will the part 2 be a continuation, or will it all be isolated short stories?

2011-10-17 14:02:00 Author: RockSauron Posts: 10882

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wow never before has a poem been that stylish and funny for me at the same time Bravo I had plans to do this as well but maybe it would be better if you just did it ( no one would give mine a second look)

2011-10-17 18:01:00 Author: butter-kicker Posts: 1061

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Excellent. (what, you expected more?)

2011-10-17 18:24:00 Author: Valeview Posts: 1581

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That was awesome Outlaw! Outlaw at his computer did sat typing like a madman under that hat. Words appearing on the screen as if by magic This story would not be happy, but tragic The sounds of giggles and snickers could be heard and as he frantically typed, his fingers were blurred. Aha! I'm done with part one he exclaimed and for this masterpiece I will not be ashamed. He posted it for all LBPC to see and the masses began reading it with glee Biorogue saw the thread and gave it a start then at the end he said, "That's awesome Jack, but where was my ****** Part!"

2011-10-17 19:32:00 Author: biorogue Posts: 8424

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Bio attempting A reply, did not see that possibly I, Would aslo have an idea, to use onomotapea, To signify typing, Is Click-click-clicking, While a famous outlaw named Jack, Would create a story without Mac, Because of this he just Might, Get in a huge fight, with a man in dover, signafying that this is over! ^^

2011-10-17 19:37:00 Author: Valeview Posts: 1581

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You ARE a jerk... >_ > <_< <_< >_> Will the part 2 be a continuation, or will it all be isolated short stories? This story is the first of 3, but also part of 1, For it's truly a Halloween ballad that's only just begun. The story will continue on, but with three different guys. And just be glad that it won't be you who eventually dies. Well done Jack. Very creative. I laughed, was scared and intrigued. lol Can't wait to see the next chapter. I'm glad you enjoyed the read, much as I had in typing, Let's hope more people give a read due to all of this hyping. wow never before has a poem been that stylish and funny for me at the same time Bravo I had plans to do this as well but maybe it would be better if you just did it ( no one would give mine a second look) This rhyming gig is pretty hard, it almost went kablooey, Had it not been for influences from Banjo-Kazooie. But if you were to make a story, I'd definitely give a read, For it's truly other people's tales that fill my reading need. Excellent. (what, you expected more?) Here's a rhyme. Thanks for your time. That was awesome Outlaw! Outlaw at his computer did sat typing like a madman under that hat. Words appearing on the screen as if by magic This story would not be happy, but tragic The sounds of giggles and snickers could be heard and as he frantically typed, his fingers were blurred. Aha! I'm done with part one he exclaimed and for this masterpiece I will not be ashamed. He posted it for all LBPC to see and the masses began reading it with glee Biorogue saw the thread and gave it a start then at the end he said, "That's awesome Jack, but where was my ****** Part!" Do not worry, my undead friend, by the next chapter you'll know, If I will be influenced by your Grim Fandango. Bio attempting A reply, did not see that possibly I, Would aslo have an idea, to use onomotapea, To signify typing, Is Click-click-clicking, While a famous outlaw named Jack, Would create a story without Mac, Because of this he just Might, Get in a huge fight, with a man in dover, signafying that this is over! ^^ Idea and onomatopoeia, sadly, do not rhyme, But I appreciate this post in which you've put some extra time. I hope to have the next chapter up in a day or two, So stick around, and hey! Who knows? It just might feature you.

2011-10-18 00:08:00 Author: Outlaw-Jack Posts: 5757

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Lol, I loved the story! Thanks so much for including me in it.

2011-10-18 04:02:00 Author: Unknown User

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*Cries* they do if you pronounce them in the way that i do *Whimpers* *Crawls to Butter-Kicker's thread to leave a better story comment...*

2011-10-18 20:17:00 Author: Valeview Posts: 1581

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Cool story Outlaw, What happened with the western? Will there be Voids in the next part? (Hint, hint)

2011-10-19 13:31:00 Author: nysudyrgh Posts: 5482

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Well made Outlaw! You should one day publish.

2011-10-21 00:10:00 Author: Spazz Posts: 484

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