Ravenloft
Sweet Rogue
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- Jan 29, 2000
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Robert sat on his unmade bed in his dorm room, his hair amateurishly dyed black hanging in his face as he crossed his legs and rested his arms on his knees, focusing on the circled pentagram he'd drawn in chalk on the floor. It was lit at its points with black candles he'd bought from the bargain bin at Walmart last year after all the Halloween stuff went on sale.
He chanted some incantation he found on the internet that promised him "ultimate power" and pricked s finger with a safety pin, flicking drops of blood into the circle as he did, like the spell said to do. Then he pinched hid bloody fingers to his thumbs like he saw in some old yoga video his hippy mom used to work out to and hummed, wishing with all his heart for something cool to happen...
Wishing so hard that he squeezed his eyes shut and wrinkled his freckled nose with the effort.
He didn't open his eyes until the smell of something burning shafted under his nose.
Cracking one eye open, he saw that one of the candles had fallen over and was catching the carpet on fire! He panicked and got up, rushing to his mini fridge
, desperately looking for something he could use to duce the fire!
An out of date half gallon of milk wax all he could find, so he used it in his panick, inadvertently adding the one ingredient the spell required to actually work! Mothers milk.
He spilled it all over the carpet and a small stream of the milk wound it's way over to the circle.
With a puff of sulfuric smoke that made Roberts eyes water, therd, in the center of the circle stood a young woman, wide eyed and looking just about as perplexed as he did.
She had... horns... Fangs... a set of small bat like wings... a slender tail with a stinger at the end... and she was naked as a Jay bird!
To say Robert freaked out at this would be an understatement.
He threw the empty carton of milk at her, yelped like a frightened chihuahua and dove under his bed, pulling the loose sheets down to hide himself.
He chanted some incantation he found on the internet that promised him "ultimate power" and pricked s finger with a safety pin, flicking drops of blood into the circle as he did, like the spell said to do. Then he pinched hid bloody fingers to his thumbs like he saw in some old yoga video his hippy mom used to work out to and hummed, wishing with all his heart for something cool to happen...
Wishing so hard that he squeezed his eyes shut and wrinkled his freckled nose with the effort.
He didn't open his eyes until the smell of something burning shafted under his nose.
Cracking one eye open, he saw that one of the candles had fallen over and was catching the carpet on fire! He panicked and got up, rushing to his mini fridge
, desperately looking for something he could use to duce the fire!
An out of date half gallon of milk wax all he could find, so he used it in his panick, inadvertently adding the one ingredient the spell required to actually work! Mothers milk.
He spilled it all over the carpet and a small stream of the milk wound it's way over to the circle.
With a puff of sulfuric smoke that made Roberts eyes water, therd, in the center of the circle stood a young woman, wide eyed and looking just about as perplexed as he did.
She had... horns... Fangs... a set of small bat like wings... a slender tail with a stinger at the end... and she was naked as a Jay bird!
To say Robert freaked out at this would be an understatement.
He threw the empty carton of milk at her, yelped like a frightened chihuahua and dove under his bed, pulling the loose sheets down to hide himself.
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