#51
|
||||
|
||||
Damn it, wish I was here for the continue the story. Start another one please. If you wont I will.
__________________
Wtf do you want? |
#52
|
||||
|
||||
Go for it, I will get in on the fun!!
__________________
Let's just say that if all the corpses were to stand up at once, we'd have one hell of a population problem |
#53
|
||||
|
||||
Okay here goes nothin.
The Trees Can See. "My name Timothy Chaplin, I am a explorer from America. I always thought an explorer has nothing to fear from the woodlands. I was wrong. You see I have been cursed to wander the wilderness. I am now but a lost soul seeking freedom from the things that live in the woods. Trees." My story begins on an investigation on the disappearances of people who went into these woods. These woods were called Normans Woods. Norman was a suppose to be a warlock that worshiped trees. It was in those woods where he disappeared. He was not the only one unfortunately.
__________________
Wtf do you want? |
#54
|
|||
|
|||
Belongings of previous "wanderers" were strewn amongst the trees to wait forever to be claimed.
|
#55
|
||||
|
||||
Angelwitch, you should really start a new thread for the new story, (just cut and paste what you have), otherwise, it will be a hassle for others to find what page-and-post starts the new story.
|
|
|