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L'élu apocaliptique

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Reads 4,363
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Parts 11
Time 34m

Bonjour,
Je m'appelle Térence, des évènements spéciaux se sont passés autour de moi, du genre que quelqu'un est mort avec d'énormes trous dans le coeur et les poumons, ou que je suis rentré, je ne sais pas comment, mais je suis rentré dans sa tête.
Comme je vous l'ai dit, je ne suis pas normal, mais je suis loin de me douter de la vérité et de la mer°° dans laquelle je me suis fourré en naissant.All Rights Reserved

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Craig of the Dead by Its_Me_Tweek_Tweak

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

Fans corner! [ Inanimate insanity fanfiction ] by Dollieeaterr

so basically fan has been wanting some juicy stuff to happen in his blog but nothing good has been happening around neighborhood ( yes I said neighborhood cause oh em gee, the discord mod finally got a house with all the other rich object others anyways ) so he hosts a party at his house. Later that day fan hosts the party at 10:20 pm, everyone in the neighborhood comes over and has a good time untillll, Fan got bored so he would put some intoxicating liquid into everybody's drinks, some drank it some did not. But to the objects who drank it had passed out due to it not hitting them in the right spot to make them dead so anyways, the other side who didn't drink it panics and runs out if fans house. Fan would be pleased as everyone ran out his house. And when everyone runs out his house he drags the remaining objects into a big dark and secret room. As soon as he puts them up, he'd wake them up and they all panic but nobody can hear them. He tortures the living hell out of them and posts it on his blog to look cool. Some objects thinks they look cool but..others didn't but couldn't help but watch him torture them in every single way ------- the story will have parts with huge gore, death mentioning, poison, puke, Maybe a bit of ykyk ad Self harm. Contact A hotline if you have feelings of sh or suicide of course. If you are sensitive to these topics then i recommend to not read this

Spree (Kurt Kunkle x Fem Reader) by KingSpacey

You've recently taken up streaming, mostly streaming Art, Minecraft or game playthroughs. One day as you're streaming it's around 2am and there's only one viewer. You guys chat for awhile simple things like what to do in the game or what games you play until they mention that they're also streaming. "So what are you streaming?" You say into the mic. You don't have a face cam because you don't want any creeps yk. kurtsworld96 is typing... kurtsworld96: Not much wanna watch? "sure." You close out of everything and join his stream. You soon realize he's driving along your street. Before he can pull past your house you leave the stream abruptly. "What the fuck?.."

Forgotten by crystalbooks24

//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktok

Noah by Averys_Blade

"You can't rely on other people's kindness in this world. It don't exist." Normal people are like oblivious little ants, just working their way around, carry food, part of a bigger picture. People are so bland and mundane, each of them trying to be like the others. I suppose I'm no different- I'm trying to fit in too. However, a crippling obsession to avenge my only friend's death is getting in the way of that. If I want to get on with my life, I need to learn to come to terms with my past in a way that's less likely to get me killed.

I may be a child, but... by Ar1cruz_r3adz

The blood led into the toddlers play room, which Tommy stiffened at. He was so glad that he put the easiest floor to clean in there, or else he might have murdered the bitch for going in there. All caution gone, he strutted into the room only to see a hulking mess on the floor. The dude was really big, pinkish fur matted with blood and other gore. He, or well, Tommy thought they were a he, seemed to be having trouble breathing. Rough wheezes could be heard through the room, and the dude was all the way across the room... Tommy doesn't believe the world does anything but take. So he takes from it while it takes from him. He was fine with Michael and Shroud until a harmed villain just happen to pick his house to die in. He was just a 15 year old trying to have some fun. Why did his life have to go even more shit? or Dark sbi insticnts go brrrrrrrr while Tommy is just trying to live his best life as a thief.

Finger Paintings (REBOOT) by FentonGizmo

After MePhone4 mysteriously dissapeared, the remaining contestants were sent back to Hotel OJ. People picked up new interests, Fan became a famous internet blogger, Suitcase and Balloon became detectives, Test Tube continued her science experiments, ect ect... But what about Paintbrush? That *is* who this story is about, is it not? Yes yes, of course. How would we forget our beloved Paintbrush, famous across all of the seasons of II. What happened to them? Well, they started an art class, every wednesday they would help their students get better at painting. But soon enough, they found a new interest. Finger Painting. They loved how much control they had, they loved how easy it was to glide their finger against the canvas. One day, they accidentally spilt some blood onto their canvas. They tried to rub it away, but.. It felt good. Even better than paint. They loved the feeling of the blood against the canvas, rubbing into it and creating an amazing picture. How could they not like it? But they couldn't use it again, they could use a substitute. And so they would. ~~~~~ ah yes, im better at writing now how did that happen? idk lmao since im better at writing i thought, why not rewrite my most popular book? its not like its ahha its not like ive got 3 other things to do so yeah finger paintings reboot was born also the death orders might be a little different giggles Also i will not be making a reboot of revival (unless its highly requested). The ending to this is going to be very different, and will not need a second story. Thank you :) ~~~~~ THIS IS A REBOOT OF THE FINGER PAINTINGS STORY ON MY ACCOUNT, THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING IMAGERY BLOOD SCREAMING DEATH POISONING SUICIDAL THOUGHTS VOMITING SELF HARM ALCOHOL USAGE SEX JOKES (like a lot of them) AND MUCH MORE. IF THESE TOPICS BOTHER YOU IN ANY WAY, PLEASE DO NOT READ. THANK YOU. ~~~~~ CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO ANIMATIONEPIC ON YOUTUBE.

Passion Face by larakramer__

I never struck myself as the type of man to stare at a corpse, but there was something about this one that gave me a sense of compassion; a sense of... Lust. Maybe it was empathy. But I would not alter my view right now if I could. It was rare, and raw, this moment between myself and this stranger, deep scarlet, some sort of pull stronger than any I have ever experienced with anyone whose lips grazed mine.

[old] Island Experiment [] II Fanfic [] {Completed} by EternalStarstorm

This was my first fanfic ever so hope you like it -[Warnings below]- ‼️YES this does contain blood, maybe a bit of gore in some places but I'll put a warning for any gore, self harm, or suicide at the beginning of the pages, blood won't have a warning (unless it's gore) and death won't have a warning (unless it's suicide).‼️ - [Actual summary below]- Several contestants have been either taken or slaughtered, the few that still live are trapped on an island. They try to survive and stick together, to them it's life or death, to the scientist who watches from coconuts, it's just another way to test experiments. Even though they all have their own likes and dislikes, they all want one thing... Freedom. -[Extra info below]- All characters belong to Inanimate Insanity except two. Hope you enjoy this book, this is my first fanfic and I try my best to keep this interesting.

Awake by googleand123

We were going on a field trip. Quiet trip,for me.Not talking. Everybody else is,but I zone them out.Just thinking.Then it happens.It comes strait towards my seat on the bus.Crash.Im out.Everything's dark. I hear ambulance.I feel that I'm being carried somewhere.I hear talking.I don't know where I am,but that's not what I'm worried about. ✌️

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Craig of the Dead cover

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[old] Island Experiment [] II Fanfic [] {Completed} cover

Craig of the Dead

Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading. ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence