This was not easy! Every story I read made it harder and harder to pick a winner. After taking a few days to process everything, the winners have been chosen! Please congratulate them! [size=x-large][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]1st: @CedKl[/font][/size] [size=x-large][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif][size=small]an eerie story that was also both cute and funny[/size][/font][/size] [size=x-large][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]2nd: @Nanashi[/font] [/font][/size] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]a tale of love, featuring a true yandere[/font] [/font] [size=large][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]3rd: @Neko [/font][/size] [size=large][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif][size=small]short, sweet, hilarious[/size][/font][/size] Prizes will be awarded within 48 hours. Please join us next time! Winning Story [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif][size=medium][size=large]A Forum Mascot[/size][/size][/font] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]The dark design and MYBBS-Theme looked rather plain in comparison to the other websites the boy was used to frequent. It wasn’t exactly ugly but it couldn’t be called remarkable. However, the young man on the other side of the laptop screen still found a way to be bothered by the forum. He didn’t exactly choose to visit this site, it was more of an accident. The boy had simply misspelled the words “lewd sex” in his google search. The quest for pornography took a wrong turn and he ended up on a different place entirely. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]With moody thoughts, he moved his cursor past the Ask.com toolbar to the “Go Back” circle on the left but before he could press his right index finger on the mouse button something stopped him. A weird feeling widened in his stomach and ordered him to stay there on this obscure corner of the web. Unsure what it was, the boy followed the order and kept looking at the different boards. There was a category for serious discussion and one for more general themes. Both of these had many little subcategories focused on topics the visitor had never heard of. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]His eyes wandered around and he quickly found the register page. He typed in his information and chose the username “MAIsterB8t666”, the name he also had on this Xbox-Live account and steam profile. There was no exact reason behind his actions other than following this strange, little voice he felt that told him he should stay there. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]His first action as a registered user was to click on the “Lewd things”-link which he could not access as an unregistered visitor. Unfortunately, instead of finding sexy pictures of women all he got were a bunch of discussions, weird sex comics and a link to a cartoon picture of a crying panda. His annoyance grew and he made a thread asking where he can find the real stuff. However, his post was so important, it had to be seen by everyone, the registered users and visitors of the forum, so he couldn’t make one in the R18 category. Instead, he chose the “Introduction” category, which he found trough the only private message he had received so far. A friendly girl with the username Reu messaged him and gave him a few tips like who to contact and where he can introduce himself to the community. She was also the only one who replied to his thread. She didn’t answer his question to where he can find porn on this site but she heartily welcomed him to the forum. The user got the feeling that she must be a mod or an admin. He answered her PM with a “thank you” and immediately after he went back to the main page a red sign glowed to show he has received a new PM, which said “You’re welcome ^. ” He closed the browser. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]A few hours later the boy returned and to check his thread. He hoped for a post that linked him to a secret page of the site or a download link for a few cool .gif files he could masturbate to but the only post in the thread, besides the one made by Reu, was a weirdo with a cartoon girl as profile picture saying “I think you’re on the wrong site.”[/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]He realized that he was just wasting his time with this forum and didn’t plan on going there again in the next time but a thought struck him. Why didn’t he just go to a different forum that actually had something to offer? He typed in “Porn forum” on his adware toolbar and joined the first one listed. Of course, he ignored the Terms and Conditions and the warning about monthly membership fees for the sake of seeing naked women on the internet. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Now with no strange feelings or annoyance he looked through the different topics and boards, opened a few in new tabs and downloaded a bunch of picture and execution files that had similar names to “very sexy girls” and “hottest babs”.[/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]The user was satisfied with his catch. As he was about to shut down his laptop he noticed that he had received a private message. Wondering about what it could be he clicked his inbox button and read: “What are you doing here?? pls come back to lewd [/font][/size] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif].·´¯ (>[/font][/color][color=#777777][font=MS Gothic]▂[/font][/color][color=#777777][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]<)´¯ ·.“ The message-sender appeared to have the nickname Reu and the same icon as the bot from the lewd.sx forum.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]With a bad feeling he checked the profile of this Reu to find out more but just as he was about to click on the link the webpage he was on turned into 404 error message for a few seconds. After that, he was redirected to the homepage of the other weird web community. He looked at the topics, the boards. Everything was the same as when he first visited the site. Even his thread still had the same two replies. Too tired to think about it he just shrugged it off and told himself, that he probably clicked a weird button combination that sends one back to a previously visited website. [/font] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Clicking through tons of websites only to find interesting porn was exhausting to the user. He rubbed the tired feelings off his eyes and moved the cursor to the “Close”button in the right corner. He clicked it just as he noticed that he had received another PM on the forum. The feeling he had experienced a few hours before came up again and told him to check the inbox. The power this creepy website had on him that made him stay there and visit again could not be described so easily. The boy himself was not consciously aware of it but his mind wanted to visit the site repeatedly.[/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Only twenty seconds later, he was on the forum and after another ten seconds he had finished reading the new message: “I’m happy youre here again!!!! :3c I don’t like it when you visit other sites.” The sender was again Reu. [/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Trying not to think about this surreal situation the boy just shut down the computer and laid down in his bed. All kinds of worried thoughts came in his head such as “Did I get hacked?” or “Am I being followed?” until he fell asleep.[/font][/size] [size=medium][font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]When he woke up, he found his laptop already turned on with a Google Chrome icon blinking on the taskbar. When he opened the window, he was in his inbox. A new message arrived only a minute before. It said “Good Morning! I hope you slept well [/font][/size] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]σ(≧ε≦[/font] [font=MS Mincho]ｏ[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif])“ The user didn’t have to look at who the sender was. He replied with a long paragraph about what is happening and why he is being followed. An immediate answer came but it was just “[/font] [font=MS Mincho]ｍ[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]([/font] [font=MS Mincho]｡≧Д≦｡[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif])[/font] [font=MS Mincho]ｍ[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] I’m sorry!!!“ He tried closing the browser but there was no reaction from the computer. He also could not open the task manager or shut down the computer. Whenever he tried doing something , the page refreshed and a new private message was added to the list.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] “How are you? (“⌒∇⌒”)“ [/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] „Lets spend some time together, ok? ([/font] [font=MS Mincho]｡･ω･｡[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif])[/font] [font=MS Mincho]ﾉ[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]♡“[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]“I think I like you ( [/font] [font=MS Mincho]´ω｀[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] )”[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]“Don’t get so fussed up. I made sure you don’t leave me again (°◡°♡).:[/font] [font=MS Mincho]｡[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif] I hope that’s ok.”[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]End[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]This story was posted with the permission of the author, Cedkl. If any other entrants wish for there stories to be shared, please post them below.[/font]

Congrats! [size=xx-small]showthestoriesIwannareademallllll[/size]

Nanashi's story: [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]I think it all started on that Saturday. I was just sitting in my office as usual, drawing doodles and procrastinating like I normally do. I was about to turn off my laptop and go jogging, but something piqued my interest. A notification on my deviantart account. I clicked it and... I was positively surprised. Somebody asked for a commission. I smiled lightly, thinking that my goal for going to Japan might really be met by the end of the year. The person, going by the name cronhound, asked me to draw a mascot for his forum. Reu, as that was supposed to be the mascot's name, was supposed to have fox ears, a tail and some other minor details pointing at her personality. I knew just how she would look in my eyes, so I wasted no time and started sketching. After three failed attempts I finally managed to outline the exact design I had in my mind. I decided to give Reu a knife and a blood drip on her face, thinking the person who requested it would like it. I saved the file, stretched my arms and laid back for a bit. Since it was rather late, I decided to go to sleep. Before I managed to close my eyes, though, I got a phone call. It was my girlfriend. She was on a student exchange program at the time. I was tired so I didn't talk much, but I managed to ask her out on a date. 'Next Sunday, huh? Finally some fun.', I thought. Smiling slightly, I slowly dozed off.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Dreams in my case are a rather rare occurence, so I was surprised to have one that night. At first it didn't seem too special. I was waiting in front of a fountain in the mall, looking at my watch. After a few seconds, I heard the troubled 'Sorry I'm late!' I'm so familiar with already. I looked up and there she was, wearing a long white dress. But it wasn't my girlfriend. It was Reu. Smiling from ear to ear, she hugged me tightly, whispering 'I love you' in my ear. She proceeded to nip at my earlobe and... I woke up. It was morning already. I was all covered in sweat, so I stood up and decided to take a shower. I yawned loudly and started taking off my clothes. While taking off my sweaty T-shirt, I flicked my ear slighty. It was wet. Surprised that my ear is sweating too, I decided to taste it. That wasn't sweat, though. It was saliva. 'Must have been drooling, too', I thought, laughing.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]After the shower I decided to finish the commission. Coloring isn't exactly the easiest thing in the world, but I like it. It lets me focus on various processes going on screen rather than thinking about whatever is worrying me at the time, so it's a nice escape from the earthly worries. I took the time to carefully place colors in proper places as I usually do, layer by layer, until the commission was completely done. I was impressed by my own work to say the least. Before I sent it to the person who requested it, however, I stared at it for a while. Why did she, of all things, appear in my dream the night before? I am fond of all my works, attached to some of them on an emotional level too, but Reu wasn't really anything exceptional. I kept repeating that to myself, but no real explanation came to mind. I decided to send Reu to cronhound, thanking him for the patronage, and went to sleep shortly after.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]The dream never appeared again. I led a normal college life for the next week with nothing special happening, met with various people, chatted online even, but the Reu chapter seemed to be over for me. Receive a request, fulfill it, forget about it - the usual format seemed to apply in this case as well, except for the unnatural dream, but even that seemed not to matter so I started forgetting about it. What's more, my girlfriend made a new friend, so I was happy for her - given that she was a shy loner for a good while, it was a relief to hear she's getting along with someone. After the classes, when I reached home and booted up my PC I went to the kitchen to eat some dinner. In the fridge I found some fresh meat I didn't recall seeing before. Underneath it was a scrap of paper with two words and a heart scribbled. 'For you', I read loudly. So mom was here after all. I decided to cook the meat as I would any normal steak of that size. Since I didn't know exactly what kind of meat it was, I went with the safe option and cooked it rare. Upon eating it, however, I still couldn't identify the meat. It was delicious, though. 'I have to thank mom the next time she comes by', I thought, finishing the steak.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]The next day was the day my girlfriend was supposed to come back from the student exchange. I had offered her earlier that I would pick her up, but she said she wasn't sure if it was even needed, so I was patiently waiting for a text from her. In the meanwhile I decided to take care of the chaos going on in my house. Clothes were everywhere, I had forgotten to take out trash and for some reason in the hall and living room there were hair strands to be found on the floor. 'I need to take better care of my hair', I thought, cleaning up this mess. Once my house was all nice and sparkly, I took my wallet and went out to buy some new shampoo. When I was choosing between an all-in-one formula and a separate hair conditioner, I got a text from my girlfriend. 'You don't need to come, the bus driver is kind enough to drop me off at my house. I will see you tomorrow!', I read - or rather, decrypted, since the message was, as usual, emoji-heavy. Once I paid for my shampoo and went out of the shop, I could have sworn I felt a warm breath on my neck. I turned around and, as I expected, nobody was there. Blaming it on the temperature change, I went back home.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]The next morning I woke up early. I had to prepare for the date. I took a shower, dressed up properly and stylized my hair, made sure none of the hair strands are loose or falling off and then just... waited. After half an hour I departed to the mall to arrive early enough. I sat down on a bench in front of the fountain where we agreed to meet and tried to relax. The time was slowly moving forward and I couldn't help but get reminded of that one particular dream I had... Laughing at my own stupidity, I checked my watch. Five minutes past the designated time. Well, she had a history of arriving fashionably late. I kept on waiting, repeatedly checking my watch. After half an hour, I started getting worried, so I decided to text her. Just when I thought something happened to her, she replied. 'Sorry, I forgot what hour we were supposed to meet up. Can you come over?', I read. Surprised, I stood up and decided to do what she suggested. That's the first time it ever happened, but I didn't blame her - she must have been tired after spending the previous day in a bus.[/font] [font='Open Sans', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif]Her house wasn't too far away, so getting there didn't take long. I pressed the doorbell - it didn't work. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. 'She must be in the bathroom', I thought, trying to calm myself down. The door wasn't closed though, so I stepped in and tried calling her name. No answer. When I stepped further in the hall, however, I felt this... smell. Something like a rotting piece of steak out of the fridge. 'She must have forgotten to eat it before departing on the student exchange program', I thought, regaining my composure. But simply turning right to the living room proved how wrong I was. In the very middle of the room, there she lied, in a puddle of her own blood, now partially dried up. There was a big hole in her abdomen, showing parts of muscle missing from the body. Desperate, I collapsed on the floor. The stench and the sight were so gross I tried to hold back the puke... when I heard a giggle behind me. My face in tears, I turned around, just to be embraced by somebody I knew. This person slowly nipped at my ear and proceeded to whisper in my ear with her sweet, soothing voice: 'I love you... that's why you don't need anyone but me.'.[/font]

:o I am in no way salty about this. Maybe a little. Congratulations to the winners! Just read Ced and Nana's stories and they're really good. EDIT: You can publish my story if you want to ¯_(ツ)_/¯

Congratulations @"cedKI" and @"Nanashi"; both of your stories are great. I'm still amazed that my spooky rendition of Harry the Worm got third place. I'd love to see some of the other stories that were submitted! c:

sorry Im so late. I guess I won? so thats really cool. I hope you like my story.

I am a big fan of @Nanashi's writing. Not a huge fan of the story, but the way it was written was very nice. Also, in @cedKI 's story, he used the totally NOT overused and COMPLETELY ORIGINAL idea of "that creepy website that knows what you do." I think that @suicid3Panda 's formatting took away from it for me; it made it a little more difficult to follow. Congratulations nonetheless, all.

how do I downvote @Desu 's post?

21999 While it's not exactly worded in the nicest way, it is a valid point. truth hurts sometimes. ez, just b& I feel like me being banned is like an accepted normality at this point.

desu wrote 21999 While it's not exactly worded in the nicest way, it is a valid point. truth hurts sometimes. ez, just b& I feel like me being banned is like an accepted normality at this point. Well, you did talk to @"Kira".

Contest Winners!!

Ashley

22111
You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, would ya?

None_At_All

desu wrote
22111
You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, would ya?

I can confirm, hitting a guy with glasses is ineffective. Hitting him with an aluminum baseball bat is better.

Ashley

22118
Correct. However, if you're going to go that far, why not use, say, a railroad spike? Or a knife? How about just shooting him?

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