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Hi, I just noticed a user posting their stories so i just thought why not start a game where each member write a continuation to a story so person a rights a passage then person b etc.

 

 

" Winter! Winter, began to reside back to his mountain cabin leaving its host to the the soothing melodies of its complimentary younger sister "spring". As the sun effortlessly suspended in its eternal isolation bathes the young in its warmth and heat in an attempt to make those volatile siblings into a war-bearing man before once again her brother grasps its host and bombards its with roaring anger leaving nothing with weakness , leaving nothing that is weak, promoting only strength and endurance as winter conforms with his disciples of Darwinian ideology that only the strong and fit survive in a world of hostility. Not only is it hostile but its of constant hostility. Wave after wave crashing merciless upon yonder shores winding the weak and constraining it with in its strong forces. washing the weak to the abyss and leaving only those who endured its anger and indulged in its hardship like a bee licking its lips after its indulgence in an abundance of nectar.

 

Soon Our familiar war bearing mentor "Winter!" will have his cold grasp around our neck once more but not whilst his sister , the firm, luscious, delicate sister sows her seed of fertility back into the host that he stripped bare of life.

She makes the sun smile in its place of solitude as it starts to shine more and bathes the world in its caring, tender love as the waves gently lap the shore as if passionatly caressing the sand. The wind whispering its meolidc happiness in hope to spawn more young, to make more life.

 

Then in a few month when winters sister "spring" becomes a woman bearing her fruits of old and blossoms of new as she smiles at life and sits by her mother "nature" as she sips and relishes the taste of new life and swirls it around her mouth and gasps at her satisfaction.

 

when her child rearing selection is over and there are many young her brother in his young youthful age under his childhood name of "autumn" will start to harden the young and ready it for the meciless trials to come to determine wether they will see next spring , to see if once more they will climax in the moment of unconditional love that his sister spring promotes to all, to smell her neck once more and say "I am glad to be by the bosom of my dear spring, in her arms and protection , aroused by her caressing touch".

 

If they fail to prove there worthiness and endurance in winters haste to make men they they will cease to exsist. cease to breath in the sexist, patriarchal manipulation of the host. Winter knows although he shares his host with his sister, nevertheless his Alpha-male dominance declares this world (The host) his own and all who do not prove themselves will slowly cease to be. He will start by infecting the individual -

 

slowly , he will turn there skin blue and make them shiver uncontrollably with no room to think nor breathe before he slowly eats his way through the hard-work of his sister and wraps his thaw-ridden hand around the warm-blooded pump of a heart and constrains its life. gently absorbing the warm running liquid of life into his own old bones to rejuvenate him. Then he will seep his way in to the species slowly bringing millions to a halt as they drop dead like logs in a forest and with nobody to see them drop.

 

You wanted a killer. The real serial killer than either idealise or look upon him in disgust because the real killer. The real deal is Winter and he will be here waiting for you. waiting for that unwitting slip of common sense before he focuses in on his prey.

 

Little Jimmy Hobbs. A good boy. Always loved the thought of self independance. A frightened child. bullied in school, tortured in life. Retreating to his Paradise. Turning inwards to block out the external world. In love with the idea of hunting and camping and one day he wishes to be a hero. A SAS (special air force) operative. Jumping into sticky situations and thinking on his feet as he wields his strongest weapon his mind. A powerful tool of "AW". Where he will quickly navigate the situation and utilize everything possible to effectively and quietly complete his objective to the best of his standards. He knows fine-well the hostility the seasons can bring as they whoosh through our world and knows how they effect survival.

 

"jimmy" , "jimmy" shouted his ?...........

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Dad from the house, Jimmy blinked and sat up, the swirling mayhem of daily life rushed over him like flood waters breaking a dam, his head rang as a thousand noises crashed over his head, he squinted, the light too bright, the world too loud.

 

Slowly he got to his feet and walked like a zombie towards the house, as he reached his hand out to open the door the house evaporated, the whole world disappeared and he was falling, falling, through space, through time, through the eternal breach of forever. He closed his eyes and screamed. Then bang. He was laying on his back, winded but otherwise ok. Silence, he opened his eyes and clambered to his feet, the world was now black, he peered into the darkness and saw a light, he walked towards it and......

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