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re: Nosleep Series: Part 3 added
Posted on 3/3/14 at 9:19 pm to MrTide33
Posted on 3/3/14 at 9:19 pm to MrTide33
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Where does it get too detailed? After entering the building?
I would say that's where it got good. The build up to entering the building is a bit too wordy ( imo ). Now, that being said, if the courtyard walk is gonna be essential to the story later, then leave it be for now. But my guess is you're trying to make the building itself as vivid and scary as possible, I think the build up takes away from that.
Posted on 3/3/14 at 9:27 pm to Vols&Shaft83
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I would say that's where it got good. The build up to entering the building is a bit too wordy ( imo ). Now, that being said, if the courtyard walk is gonna be essential to the story later, then leave it be for now. But my guess is you're trying to make the building itself as vivid and scary as possible, I think the build up takes away from that.
Well, that's definitely better than the back half being too detailed
I might strip it down a lot. I do sort of like the threshold bit though. I may need to describe the concrete change a bit more. Do you think it would be better even without that reference?
This post was edited on 3/3/14 at 9:32 pm
Posted on 3/3/14 at 9:44 pm to MrTide33
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might strip it down a lot. I do sort of like the threshold bit though. I may need to describe the concrete change a bit more. Do you think it would be better even without that reference?
Perhaps. Again, i may feel completely different knowing more of the story
Posted on 3/3/14 at 9:59 pm to Vols&Shaft83
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Again, i may feel completely different knowing more of the story
I'll bump this with more written.
I'm about to be done, just have to add finding the lobby and seeing the picture.
Posted on 3/3/14 at 10:48 pm to MrTide33
Here it is
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I stood and stared at the building looming before me. If I had known I was going to have to make up my drama quiz here, I probably would have just gone to class Tuesday morning.
The building didn’t fit in with the college’s look. Most of the old buildings have been updated with white-column facades. We joke that the university just tries to stick a white column up wherever it gets the chance. This building must not have been updated since at least the 90s. It was solid, built for use, not for scenery.
I stood at the edge of the path to the building. Even the concrete was older than the concrete on the back quad. The quad’s concrete was a light gray, smooth. The path to the art building was dark and rough. The threshold to another world.
I swallowed and crossed over it.
Nothing really changed, I suppose. I could still see the same familiar buildings all around me, their welcoming facades smiling as if everything was fine. The fountain was still spitting up water in its rhythm, undisturbed by my step into another dimension. Students were still walking to class, or the food court or library; nothing out of the ordinary.
I faced the building again. Another strange thing about the building: it’s built next to a hill, so when you walk to it from my dorm, you actually enter on the second floor. The path becomes a bridge as the ground drops out from underneath you.
I feel like the fall leaves should have been beautiful from this view, but I couldn’t shake my uneasy feeling. Everything about the building makes you feel isolated. I walked toward the door.
It didn’t open into a lobby like you would expect when entering a building from the outside. It entered into a tight hallway that looked more like a high school than a college. I kid you not, the lights were flickering, sending out an unnerving random pulse between bright, fluorescent light and a dim orange, sometimes cutting out completely. The light bathed a dirty tile floor, sheetrock walls, and crumpled old lockers, making the scene feel like a high-school nightmare.
I looked down to make sure I was wearing pants.
Fortunately, this was daytime, and the light from outside was filtering in through a few windows, minimizing the effect of the flickering lights. I peered out and saw that it overlooked a courtyard.
The hall forces you in one direction, so I walked that way, still unsure of where I was supposed to take my quiz. A classroom on my right had been completely painted black: floors, ceiling, seats, everything. A black-box theatre. This would be on my quiz. I quickly walked by and reached a door at the end of the hallway.
The door opened to another hallway, this one with concrete flooring and brick walling, like an outdoor structure might have. The inside wall had tall, narrow gaps, with one bar running horizontally up the middle, giving another view into the courtyard below.
I noticed as I walked on that there was a collage on the wall. It was drawings by some of the art students for Halloween. A zombie with its flesh ripped off in patches revealed bone, muscle and sinew. A spider’s thick, furry legs protruded from an eyelid. Other pictures held equally gruesome sights.
At the end of this hall was an enclosed stairway. I made my way down and stepped out into the courtyard. I was still under a roof; a covered walkway that went around the courtyard. In a room on my left lay a mannequin head covered in paint, a large pencil stuck through its Styrofoam cheek. Weird art projects were everywhere, some were hanging around the courtyard, some were actual structures just sitting in the grass. It may not make sense, but my mind equated it to projects to help psychiatric patients in a mental asylum.
Two guys whispered off to the side as they smoked. They didn’t seem pleased that I was there, so I moved on and finally found the lobby. Looking back, I think they may have been discussing something illegal.
It was actually pretty normal in the lobby, aside from a few eccentric art students with alternative looks. There is actually a nice museum viewable from the area.
The secretary gave me my quiz, and I took it (I made a 98. Whoop whoop!)
I was finally getting out of there, and after having done something so ordinary in such an ordinary place, I felt less uneasy about going through the building.
“Goodbye creepy mannequin head!” I smiled as I walked towards the stairs. I checked my phone as I went upstairs and back through the halls. I almost missed it.
My mind registered a few steps past the collage and I went back to look at it.
There was a new drawing on it. A young man wore a striped polo shirt. His head was separated from his neck, held together only by his esophagus. It was drawn in excruciating detail.
I was drawn in excruciating detail.
Posted on 3/3/14 at 11:26 pm to MrTide33
Random thoughts (take 'em fwiw):
Missed a great chance for a dirty joke here (probably because your mind isn't a tenant of the gutter like mine )
You used "high school" as a descriptor in consecutive sentences. Perhaps a little redundant.
Redundancy again. Don't mind me--it's a bit of a pet peeve of mine, nothing more
Excellent ending
Enjoyed it, MrTide
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We joke that the university just tries to stick a white column up wherever it gets the chance.
Missed a great chance for a dirty joke here (probably because your mind isn't a tenant of the gutter like mine )
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It entered into a tight hallway that looked more like a high school than a college. I kid you not, the lights were flickering, sending out an unnerving random pulse between bright, fluorescent light and a dim orange, sometimes cutting out completely. The light bathed a dirty tile floor, sheetrock walls, and crumpled old lockers, making the scene feel like a high-school nightmare.
You used "high school" as a descriptor in consecutive sentences. Perhaps a little redundant.
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It was actually pretty normal in the lobby, aside from a few eccentric art students with alternative looks. There is actually a nice museum viewable from the area.
Redundancy again. Don't mind me--it's a bit of a pet peeve of mine, nothing more
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I checked my phone as I went upstairs and back through the halls. I almost missed it.
My mind registered a few steps past the collage and I went back to look at it.
There was a new drawing on it. A young man wore a striped polo shirt. His head was separated from his neck, held together only by his esophagus. It was drawn in excruciating detail.
I was drawn in excruciating detail.
Excellent ending
Enjoyed it, MrTide
This post was edited on 3/3/14 at 11:27 pm
Posted on 3/3/14 at 11:59 pm to TbirdSpur2010
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TbirdSpur2010
Thanks Tbird.
Fixed the "actually" redundancy, can't figure out a great way to fix the high-school one.
And I changed the ending slightly
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My mind registered a few steps past the collage and I went back to look at it.
There was a new drawing on it. A young man wore a striped polo shirt. His head was separated from his neck, held together only by slimy, writhing entrails. Each drop of blood was drawn in excruciating detail.
The young man was drawn in excruciating detail.
I was drawn in excruciating detail.
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:05 am to MrTide33
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can't figure out a great way to fix the high-school one.
How about:
"It entered into a tight, claustrophobia-inducing hallway."
Or something along those lines?
Unless you had a specific reason for driving home the high school motif, it gets the point across, and you can leave the second sentence about the type of nightmare untouched.
ETA: Like the change to the ending, too
This post was edited on 3/4/14 at 12:08 am
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:10 am to TbirdSpur2010
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TbirdSpur2010
I'll leave it as is for now and think of a few ways to change it later. Right now I'm just mad cause nobody's upvoting anything
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:14 am to MrTide33
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I'll leave it as is for now and think of a few ways to change it later.
Probably for the best. Look at it with fresh eyes, so to speak.
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Right now I'm just mad cause nobody's upvoting anything
Can't login to reddit at work
Just write for the sake of writing, though
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:15 am to TbirdSpur2010
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Just write for the sake of writing, though
Will do, it's just annoying seeing "624 readers online" and you have no clue if anyone's reading your work. I really only care to see if people read it. Its not so much about them liking it.
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:16 am to TbirdSpur2010
I don't even know what this thread is about.
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:19 am to MrTide33
Yeah, my advice is just to get most of your enjoyment out of writing, because you never know what kind of audience is in the vicinity. If they love it, great, if they hate it, great, if they read it, great, if not, it's whatevs, because you've already gotten what you want out of the experience, you know?
Just my $.02
Just my $.02
Posted on 3/4/14 at 12:22 am to TbirdSpur2010
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TbirdSpur2010
I gotcha, and I do enjoy writing it. For me, the only reason people not reading is a disappointment to me, is because it's like I've created a gift for them, but I can't get them to unwrap it and look at it. Worst of all, some people may not even know it's there.
Posted on 3/4/14 at 4:43 am to CatFan81
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don't even know what this thread is about.
Then get the frick out, nosey arse bitch
Posted on 3/4/14 at 5:31 pm to Vols&Shaft83
I think I've got a direction for this that will really make it good and a bit twisted. I've decided to make my stalker a beast, but I think I'm going to make him a former human that's been turned into a beast gradually by the art department.
Like, he was human at the art building visit, barely beast at the time of The Visitor and then by the time I went to take pictures, he was about half beast.
And soon, he will be full-on creature (still a humanoid in ways, but physically unable to appear human.
ETA: This can be the real program the art department runs, turning art students into creatures. My stalker can be trying to scare me away since I was an outsider they didn't want snooping around their building. Heck, it can be a government operation
Like, he was human at the art building visit, barely beast at the time of The Visitor and then by the time I went to take pictures, he was about half beast.
And soon, he will be full-on creature (still a humanoid in ways, but physically unable to appear human.
ETA: This can be the real program the art department runs, turning art students into creatures. My stalker can be trying to scare me away since I was an outsider they didn't want snooping around their building. Heck, it can be a government operation
This post was edited on 3/4/14 at 5:33 pm
Posted on 3/4/14 at 5:34 pm to MrTide33
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Heck, it can be a government operation
Would post on PT Board then, as a news story, bet you set some bites
Posted on 3/4/14 at 5:45 pm to Vols&Shaft83
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Would post on PT Board then, as a news story, bet you set some bites
Posted on 3/4/14 at 7:15 pm to MrTide33
Post the bathroom one too
Now I'm in scary story mode
Now I'm in scary story mode
Posted on 3/4/14 at 7:39 pm to cas4t
The Visitor in the Communal Bathroom
I will be updating the story around 11pm CST.
The situation's going to get real Thursday
I will be updating the story around 11pm CST.
The situation's going to get real Thursday
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