[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] MrSpinkleswirth *points flashlight under chin* Once upon a time, there was a floodian, he awoke to find himself in the middle of the Halo 3 Forum, and he could never leave! muahahahahahahahaaaa!!!![/quote] Me?

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] alexn2012 Isn't that plagiarism?[/quote] not when he is telling you where it came from. Only if he claims it as his own

I am post a story okay? NOTE: I DID NOT WRITE THIS IT IS FROM A BOOK A univeristy in the south some where has a frat members of the frat would a initiate a fellow member by making them go as far as possible into a "Haunted House" with only candles 2 new members were being initiated. One candle blew out on the 2nd floor then the next on the third. Although the students did not come out. so they others thought they reversed the joke on them and that they would show up tomorrow. They didn't so they told the Dean the kids were not arrested but the frat was ended. Now around the time of the disappearances a member of the frat would mysteriously die or go insane. One frat members was quoted "I am usually okay but today i feel a little peculiar"

The Applesaucer's grammar attacked the once peaceful town of Buenos Aires. No one lives in what some people once called the latin paradise. NUFF SAID!

John Stalvern waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were demons in the base. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Cernel Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway. John was a space marine for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the spaceships and he said to dad "I want to be on the ships daddy." Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY DEMONS" There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the space station base of the UAC he knew there were demons. "This is Joson" the radio crackered. "You must fight the demons!" So John gotted his palsma rifle and blew up the wall. "HE GOING TO KILL US" said the demons "I will shoot at him" said the cyberdemon and he fired the rocket missiles. John plasmaed at him and tried to blew him up. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill. "No! I must kill the demons" he shouted The radio said "No, John. You are the demons" And then John was a zombie.

Okay I have a story this is mine not from a book THE SOLDIER In early 1990's towards the end of the cold war. The United States had a special forces team in the Arabian desert. To help fight the Approaching Commies well in the very end there was word of retreating Russians. During the raid there was a team compiled of Americans & 2 Arabs. The Americans were Ryan Loniero, Bruce Stinner, Robert Franklin. The Arabs we Aziz and Laden. it was a small Russian warehouse somewhere in Pakistan. when outside the men noted loud shrill screams from within the warehouse. They were thinking Arab prisoners. The plan was to have 2 men storm the main warehouse door another charge into the door that leads to the 2nd story office the last was to enter the side door. Ryan lead the group so him and Aziz storm the main door Laden and Bruce stormed the side and Robert got the office. when they did it nothing was found. But Rob broke the silence over the radio when he said sir get up here. they went to check it out all they saw was 4 Dismembered body's probably Russian. they called Bruce and Laden on the radio. they said they have seen nothing but heard strange noises. then a blood curdling scream and gunshots were heard over the radio. Aziz rushed out Yelling " MY BROTHER!!" "Bruce, Rob get him will ya i'll radio command" 'Okay" he next all he heard was screaming and guns over the radio "Run captain'!' Bruce yelled. So he did when he was found 3 days later he told the story the said probably Russians. but before he left he saw a name of the warehouse with a bloody hand print. he searched librarys and found out that during WW2 Russians would executed German children there and then desserted it after the war. One of the kids was an african shamans chilid and was captured and brought to germany then again to that place before they slaughtered him he cursed and said the next russian to enter would release the spirits to fight the -blam!-s again PART 1 ends

Video games are destroying todays youth.

PART 2 the war was ended but Ryan soon found himself in the Middle east again during the gulf war although he was in Pakistan with another team unidentified. there was a mortar on the nearby base and they followed it back too the warehouse ( if i wasn't clear last part the kids fought for the Na-zis) anyway so they saw the warehouse and heard nothing the went to check it out except for Ryan "lets go" a marine replied "Uhhh i can't" "Why" "just go will give you cover fire" "ok" for the next few minutes nothing...Until that ever so familiar scream he over came his fear and charged the warehouse. nothing it was just dark he turned his flashlight on. he saw a blood trail and heard dragging noises he look and saw his men dragged by nothing then he turned again to see a little German boy spoke German to Ryan in German he said hello "hi to you too" Ryan replied in German "you speak German well" said the chilid "what is this place?" asked Ryan. "Welcome to Hell" said the boy and disappeared. Ryan became freaked out and ran towards the door locked all locked. he saw what looks like little kids with blindfolds walking towards him he was now afraid.he was exploring an area he a large fire place he saw a girl then he saw here face chare into ashes to reveal bones he ran to a large empty room with a window then he saw kids coughing in it and realized it was a gas chamber all around he saw kids dieing little did he know hell has just BEGUN..... PART2 end

This is a true story. Me and one of my freinds were at my house playing a video game called drakengard. In the game a girl gets turned into something and screams an inhuman scream. Later that night we heard that scream and the game was not on.It sounded like it was coming from outside the window.So what do we do.......we eat cookies!!!! Seriously it is true every word of it. In the creek by my house there is some old clothes that are hanging from a pole....noome knows why they are there.ther is also some evidence of an old camp thet seems to be abandoned.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Jack_Thompson Video games are destroying todays youth.[/quote] The H3 forum is living proof of that.

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] MrSpinkleswirth *points flashlight under chin* Once upon a time, there was a floodian, he awoke to find himself in the middle of the Halo 3 Forum, and he could never leave! muahahahahahahahaaaa!!!![/quote] I soiled my pants....dont make it TOO scary

Back in the 1980s, an old abandoned town stood near nevada state line.It is said that if you sleep in that town for a night you will begin to see what it once looked like when it was first built. However, do not go into the old saloon, it is rumored that if you go in there you will most certainly die.Old ghosts of people who have died there haunts the saloon, after the town was demolishened they found an old diary recording the events until the owner apparently entered the saloon. The rest of the pages were covered in blood.Also they found the body of an unamed victim whose skin was rotted and falling out in chunks.But, they never found out who the victim was......or why half the demolition team died while tearing down the town.

this is a true one. my room was getting painted when i was a kid so i was forced to sleep o the living room floor. anyways in the midle of the night i rolled over looked up onto the railing above and saw a dark figure wave at me and then drift toward my room. WTF!!!

yea i loved reading your old thread every night before i went to bed, its just so much fun when your scared, but you know that nothing can happen.

That's PURE luck. [quote][b]Posted by:[/b] steelboom490 Room for One More A man named Josh went to New York City on a business trip. He stayed with his friends in a apartment outside the city. They talked about life in New York and Michigan, where Josh lived. When Josh went to bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He heard a car pull up into the driveway, and saw the headlights shine through his window. He wondered who would come this late. He looked outside and saw a long, black hearse, with many people inside of it. The hearse driver looked at him, and said, "There is room for one more." Josh stayed in his room, and the driver drove off after a couple of minutes. The next day, Josh went to one of the many office buildings in New York City for his business meeting. He went up the elevator to the top floor, and went to the meeting. After the meeting, he went to the elevator to go back down. The doors opened, and he saw the elevator was very crowded. "Room for one more.", he heard a man say quietly. Josh looked at the group of people and saw the Hearse driver. "No thanks, I'll wait for the next elevator." Josh said. The elevator doors closed, and the Elevator started it's journey down. Josh heard a scraping noise, and many screams and shrieks. The elevator cable had snapped, and the elevator had fallen all 50 floors to the bottom of the shaft. Everyone died.[/quote]

I know I'll use blood for my cereal !!1!one!!!two!three =)

Sorry its 1 in the mourning and I decided to poop out a not so scarry wall of text, its more of a war story, but I got bored. The year is 2024. A huge corporation has made it big by introducing implosion based technology into everyones lives. They made it bigger by mining the moon of its titanium and other metals and the He3. This is where it gets strange...They have transports going to the moon and other planets, flying and performing high G maneuvers (15 G maneuvers have been reported regularly, we suspect it can get dramatically higher). We suspect they use electrogravitics for these feets, but its closely gaurded. They dont even have a pattent for it! Now heres where it gets bad. They kept growing and then stopped. Just stopped growing. They gained more and more money but the spent the same amount. Then Africa fell. All the southern governments of Africa have ceased contact. The UN lead an expeditionary force from Egypt. All contact was lost after they left controlled territory. Everywhere within an hour. All contact was gone. Before contact was lost reports indicated that the local areas were radically modernized. Perhaps more advanced then that of nations such as the USA, PRC, EU, and the NSU (New Soviet Union). I am Srg Millers of the United States Army 7th Stryker Division. We were deployed in Egypt. The UN was sending a second expedition...every nation still in contact. Hell...we were with a few Russian armored divisions last weak. Their new T-220 tanks....damn those things are beasts. Nothings going to stop those, perhaps our MT-19s....much better than the outdated Abrhams. Anyways...we loaded up one day and moved out of Egypt. We kept going for days. Into uncharted territory so to say. We were in a village in southern Sudan when we stopped. We weren't going to advance further. The Russians were going to spearhead this. These people really were advanced.I mean we seen the reports but...I'll just describe it. They didn't have many roads...they didn't seem to need them. Most of their transport systems were by air. Sometimes we would see small flying...like shark like...things. I dont know what they were, certainly not planes. They didn't have wings, nor rotors. They didn't have jets. They flew silently. They often surprised us even. There were also huge floating...blocks. They were streamlined in a way but they were HUGE! Sometimes as big as a small city. Whats more is that most of it didn't show up on radar. These things were STEALTH! The fields were maintained by the people, but the vehicles and tools seemed much for sophisticated. They had these things that spread soil, or fertilizer or seeds or whatever. It looked kinda like a tank, with the turret and everything. Upon inquiry they demonstrated how it was readilly adaptable...they even changed the turret and storage bay for watering use. Their village wasn't like those run down, stinky, mud covered, cheap villages you usually think of an African village. I know it wasn't THAT bad to begin with but still. These were sophisticated. They seemed to use the Earth itself as an outside or rooftop to many of the buildings. The buildings were made of a metallic substance...very very strong though. The people didn't seem to mind being invaded. They weren't happy our overwhelmed with joy. They kept saying that we are welcome in their lands for we have always traveled on their lands. I have no idea what they meant by that. One day we were making our patrols. The stryker commander told us they just gotten reports via radio transmission that the NSU was under attack. All the Russian forces ahead of us had turned around and were heading back. The villagers seemed like they didn't care at all. They understood us. But.... A few days latter Northern Europe and Canada was overrun just like Russia was. The Russian forces had disappeared before we meat up with them. We were getting nervous. A weak latter the satellite network was wiped out. No communication state side. We were isolated. Now we were tense. One day we were making patrols on the south side of the village. It was at night, the cool air was good, we were loading up into the stryker. I looked up and saw a trail of burning smoke. Then a huge boom! I looked up again and this time saw an explosion. I caould hear the furious thundering and booming of fighters. I saw a low flying one just out right blow up no more than a mile above us. The infantry commander kept screaming that they were F-35s. Holy -blam!-! F-35s! Those were ours! We quickly loaded up and tried contacting the RFC (regional force commander...our operation was huge). The latch closed and we started pulling away. The look on Pvt Jenkins face...he was about to -blam!- his pants. I looked around, same face. I guess I looked like that too. We were getting out of there. The unit commander just decided to screw it and get the hell out of there, these villagers were really spooking him out...for that matter I dont recall seeing any villagers that day. We were meeting up with 3rd Regiment on the other side of town. There was a deafoning crack and than an explosion. I cant remember what happened next...it happened so fast. We were flipped over and getting out. I looked...the driver and commander was dead. Just us the infantry now. One of the strykers was completely engulfed in flame. I pulled on a fallen comrade lying on the ground...he was shot in the leg and couldn't move. Bullets were whizzing by me now. They kept barely missing....even got grazed a couple of times. I saw them. They were...well they were wearing armor...fully encased in armor. Jeesh, like straight out of a sci-fi movie or a video game or something. There was once a game called Halo or something like that, kinda like something from that. I took cover behind a wall. I looked to my left and saw one of those seed spreaders or whatever. It shot a shell at us and blew up another stryker! Good GOD! IT was a tank! I took out a grenade, picked off the pin...loosened my grip waited a second and threw. It exploded on contact. The guy was knocked onto his feet, I thought I made a kill. He sat up and shot, missed me and nailed Jacobson in the head. Oh god....god...It was horrible. I turned back, shacking now, and fired. Bullets...grenades...rockets...50cal machine gun fire from the stryker....nothing was stopping these guys! I felt a searing hot pain straight through my thigh. Damn...I was hit. Then again in the arm... I looked around....most of the others were hit, actually all of the crews were represented. They only were blowing up empty strykers. They had knocked them over to get us to come out...damn they wanted us alive, and we accepted. We surrendered. Although there seemed to only have been a few fatal casaulties, almost all of us were at minimal combat abillity. They had us surrounded, them invincable bastards. A transport ship came down onto our postition and these enemy soldiers swarmed the area...sifting through the injured and the dead. I saw alot of seriously injured being helped out by these people....it seemed as if they planned on aiding us from the start. One offered his hand, I grabbed it with my good arm, and he pulled me up and helped me away. I turned to look at him. He took off his helmet...and said with a slight French accent "Former Crp of the EUA....believed me sucked when that happened to me too....See now I'm with the UHR....they just united the world....we are just a species now, but thank god we wont have another wave of attack, damn I know how it fees..." "So..." than he stuck me with something, things got blurry, and I cant remember afterward.

Ill make one now. Not sure if someone has used this title yet but still. [b]Six[/b] It was their first time in Atlanta, Georgia. Scott, his wife, and their 6 year old boy recently moved into a small neighborhood. The house they bought was built 200 years ago but was recently refurnished. It had 3 bedrooms and each bedroom had a closet and its own bathroom. Since Scott and his wife were planing on getting a divorse, Scott agreed to use the bedroom on the bottom floor. Since they agreed the wife would keep James, (the six year old) , she got the bedroom next to James'. Things were working out just fine until they spent six days in the new home. On the sixth day, the wife and James were watching TV. Then Scott came into the room. The wife turned to greet the husband. "Hey hon...". Scott had came into the room with a knife. He stabbed imself six times until he bled to death... Part 1 end. Ill probably forget to write the rest so u guys will have to remind me.

Once there was this guy who killed this other guy and his ghost rose from the grave and killed the guy who has killed him.

Bleedorange has got some good stories. Not that scary, but good, nonetheless. [Edited on 07.14.2008 12:01 AM PDT]

Okay here goes: Boo! THE END

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] steelboom490 Well, I re-wrote a lot of it, and I made sure to state that they were from the books... and I'm not using the stories for like a school project or something and taking credit for them, I'm just showing the stories to people. So, no, I don't think it is.[/quote][url=http://www.explosm.net/comics/798/]TRUTH[/url]

[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] FinalHazard006 Bleedorange has got some good stories. Not that scary, but good, nonetheless.[/quote] True, but oh well. Sweat dripped down his face, and his hair was matted to his backside like the leech from last week's fishing trip. Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his harness and looked out the window. The stars rolled past, and beneath he could feel the thundering roar of the engines. Rubbing his eyes, he struggled to stay awake at his post. The days of battles and bloodshed had wreaked havoc on his body, quite literally. Scars adorned his face, and a large portion of it was severly burnt. He snarled. Just the thought of the demon who did this was enough to anger him. Just then, the ship's commaanding officer strolled down the hallway. The elite soldier instantly straightened, and saluted. He walked past without a word, eyes staring ahead. 'Something is wrong,' he knew, but what? He again checked his harness. He sensed that a battle was approaching. To be continued...

Spring 1956 Chocolate Franklin, Freddy to his friends, was walking down the street on a Thursday to meet his two best friends in the world, Lydia and Rob, at the malt shop. When he arrived he looked for his friends, but they were couldn't be found. A thought crossed his mind, perhaps they had went to candy store as was the norm when the children needed extra cash. So off Freddy went to the candy store. From there he asked the owner, Mitch a fatherly old man that loved in the community, if his friend had been by to help around the store. Mitch replied that they had, and offered Freddy a free chocolate bar. Freddy quickly ate the candy bar. He then rushed around to the back of the store, but Lydia and Rob were still could not be found so he decided to enter the store room in the back to if they were loading boxes in there. He rushed into the pitch black room. He smacked into something, and heard a crack. He felt around for a light switch to see what he had broken. The dim light filled the room. In this room there were no boxes just a big pot on top of a fire. He looked at the floor. There he saw Lydia's face shattered as she had turned completely into chocolate, as did the figure on his left, Rob. Freddy stood in terror unable to believe his eyes. He heard a slam behind him. There stood Mitch. Freddy tried to make a mad dash to the opposite end of the room, but he was caught and forcefully thrown into the steaming water. His skin stared to peel and then boil. And under his peeling skin was pure chocolate. Yeah I never was good at horror stories, more of an action guy myself. Great stuff [Edited on 07.14.2008 12:16 AM PDT]

ok,here we go *takes deep breath* in the summer of 1947,a large,round aircraft crashed in the small town of Dennvalleburg.Arizona.the townsfolk dug it up the next morning only to find the most advanced thing in the history of mankind. part one conplete

sweet steelboom, this thread will be another success! [inside halo has not showed yet, so i don't know if our pic was chosen] [hot topic post wewt weewt] [Edited on 07.15.2008 11:28 AM PDT]