Masøn M.Blue
(AND MY HAIR IS TOOOOO)
Masøn M.California
Masøn M.Same… I wish there was a setting that would just let you hide the songs with the tags, which shouldn’t be hard since they are all already tagged. Since TOP and stuff are compared to other bands and stuff with blatantly explicit lyrics, I can never listen to my Discover Weekly or anything…
Masøn M.Socks
Masøn M.My parents really want me and my older sis to watch Sixth Sense. I definitely prefer suspense than I do gorey horror and all that.
Masøn M.Also the elevator isn’t possessed, everyone is just stuck in it with the devil… So it’s noting like I just described…
Masøn M.Okay, so it was an M Night movie so I guess it wasn’t ‘cheap’, but I mean it still has pretty bad ratings…
Masøn M.Ah, yes, it’s called ‘Devil’… Super creative for a horror movie name, ain’t it…
Masøn M.I’m pretty sure there’s a cheap and stupid horror movie where an elevator is possessed and just kills people… I think…
Masøn M.AWW HECK NO. NONONO. ANYTHING BUT ELEVATORS, THANK YOU…
Masøn M.Cracker
Masøn M.https://drawception.com/game/dZqZETet9T/5-nights-at-wendys/
Drawception is amazing if you can endure all the trolls…
Masøn M.Ouch… Just ouch…
Masøn M.Vampires
(That’s amazing Potato lol)
Masøn M.Taste
Masøn M.(I should mention that this is loosely based off of a piece of Greek mythology that is fleshed out a lot in Percy Jackson, but can be originally found in ‘The Odyssey’…)
Masøn M.Muscles
Masøn M.Loser
Masøn M.“Not again,” Peter thought. He was sick of getting portaled all around. At least this time it was semi-familiar to him. Remembering how he had landed last time, he braced himself for impact.
When the portal spit Peter out, however, he felt… nothing. It was a pleasant surprise. He sat up and looked around. It was… beautiful. He was in a large courtyard of sorts. Trees were scattered around everywhere, with large, brightly colored fruits hanging down from the branches. Though there were no animals in sight, there was a sort of distant chirping. It filled in the silence perfectly, without being obnoxious or intrusive. Surrounding the courtyard was a huge gold and marble hotel-like building. The architecture was indescribable, nothing like Peter had ever seen before. In the sky a golden sun shimmered and lit up the entire sky. The air was light, and felt… good.
Straight ahead Peter saw a large gate which lead into the building. As he stood up to begin walking toward it, he continued to look all around him. He wasn’t sure where he was, but he knew that it was the best place he’d ever been. A smile crept up his face, and he didn’t know why. He just couldn’t help smiling in this place. It was, dare he say, perfect. When he was nearing the gate, he spied a small pond to his left. It was lined with brilliant pink flower. He walked over to one and picked it up. Then popped it into his mouth. He didn’t know why, but it was like an instinct, buried deep within his mind. It tasted like nothing he’d ever tasted before, yet somehow also felt familiar. He didn’t think he’d ever eaten anything like it before, he’d probably remember eating a flower, but nonetheless he kept the thought in the back of his mind. Somehow, everything looked and sounded more brilliant, as if the flower had enhanced his senses! It was amazing! So he ate multiple, stuffing them into his mouth.
When he was full, he continued into the building, entering into its dazzling lobby. It looked like something you could only dream of. He noticed that there was a cherrywood desk in the corner with a little bell on it. He went over and clicked the little button on the top. Instead of ringing with an annoying ‘DINNGGG’, it was softer, and the sound gently floated in the air around Peter. Out of nowhere, a man appeared behind the desk. His face looked warm and kind. He looked ageless, as if he was young and yet had lived for hundreds of years.
“What can I do ya’ for, son?” the man asked.
“Uh, I’m… I’m not quite sure. You can start with maybe telling me where I am?” Peter sounded nervous, for some reason. He didn’t know why. He thought that maybe he wanted to impress this man, or not make a fool of himself in front of him.
The man chuckled and said, “Well, we call this place the in-between. We don’t really know where we are to be honest! Isn’t it just wonderful, though!”
“It really is,” Peter replied. He paused for a moment, and said, “This… This isn’t heaven, is it?”
“Oh, heavens no! But it may as well be!” the man smiled.
The answer slightly confused Peter, and also unsettled him for some reason. “So… is this like a hotel?”
“It’s like a lot of things, to be honest. There are hundreds of things you can do here. But yes, we do have rooms that you can live in. Best rooms in the universe, I always say.”
“Well, I don’t have any money, so I don’t know–”
“No matter boy! None of us have money! That’s the beauty of this place! I was in your place many years ago, nearly everyone here was.”
Peter looked around. “I don’t… I don’t see anyone…”
The man flashed a brief puzzled look, so faint and quick that most people wouldn’t even notice, but Peter did.
“Ah yes, you… You just arrived, did you not?”
“Well, obviously.”
“Right, right, yes. Of course you did, what am I saying. Well, erm, some of the folks prefer to stay, uh, hidden to newcomers. They like to observe the new people at first. Tend not to like new folks disrupting their wonderful lives they’re living here. I’m sure they’ll open up to you soon, they always do.”
“Wait, so you can just make yourself invisible to whoever you want here?”
“Uhh, yes. There are many things you can do here. The possibilities are near endless.”
“Alright. I suppose I’ll take a room, then?”
“Yes, yes, right, right. I’ll just give you a room key and you can take the elevator to your right to the correct floor.”
He opened a drawer and picked out a card, handing it to Peter. “I hope you enjoy your stay. There hasn’t been a soul who hasn’t!”
“Right, thanks.”
Peter took the card from the man and walked to the elevator the man had gestured to. As he approached the doors slid open automagically. He walked in and an angelic voice sounded from the ceiling, saying “Please hold your card up and wait patiently as we take you straight to your desired room”. Peter did as he was told, and waited for a few seconds. Suddenly he felt a slight jerk. “We have arrived at your destination”.
“That’s strange,” Peter thought. “I hardly felt movement at all.”
The doors opened and Peter walked out of the elevator and… straight into his room? The elevator behind him closed, also closing a second set of doors within his room.
“Instant transportation. I can live with that,” Peter said to himself.
He decided to look around his room, although it was more of an entire house in and of itself! To his left was a living room, with a huge, soft couch. The living room lead into the kitchen, a kitchen like Peter had never seen before. He walked over to the fridge and opened it. Inside it was stuffed with flowers, the same flowers he’d eaten outside. Though he was full, he plucked one out and shoved it into his mouth. It tasted just as amazing as earlier. To the left was a door that lead into the most incredible bedroom. The furniture was lined with gold and gems, the bed in the middle could probably fit three people, and the chandelier hanging from the ceiling gave light to the entire room. He took it all in with awe, and walked over to another door he spotted in the room. It lead to the bathroom, and it was just as fantastic as everything else in this place.
He ran around his hotel room, giddy with excitement like a kid who had just been told they were going to Disney World. He just couldn’t stop smiling. He finally collapsed into his bed, thinking of all the things this place had to offer. He wondered when he could meet the other residents. He couldn’t wait to meet people! He wanted to have some friends to enjoy this place with!…
“Friends…” he thought, losing his smile that had stayed on his face for such a long time. He remembered Dawn, and Brooke, and Josiah. He remembered Mason, and Kye whom he’d just met. He remembered Manalive. He remembered Carlos. They all seemed so distant now. Like none of their adventures had ever happened. It didn’t sit well with him. He ran to the bathroom and puked. Thought everything else felt great in this place, that wretched feeling of losing your stomach stayed the same. And it all went. When he finally stopped, he got up and walked back to his bed. Everything looked darker, but his mind felt clearer. He laid back on his bed, suddenly much less comfortable, closing his eyes and trying to get some sleep.
His sleep was filed with nightmares. One nightmare consisted of him being trapped in a room, with no windows or doors to escape. Another consisted of him repeating the same day over and over, unable to leave the vicious cycle of repeating time. In another, he saw all of his friends in front of him, but they were beaten and unconscious. They looked terrible. And when he tried to run over and help them, his legs couldn’t move. He hoped so dearly that one of his ‘abilities’ the Franklin Folk had discovered wasn’t the gift of foresight. In his final dream that night, he was sitting in a completely black room, void of anything. All he could hear was a faint voice, repeating the same thing over and over.
“open your eyes. open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open Your Eyes. Open Your Eyes. OPEN YOUR EYES. OPEN YOUR EYES.”
And he tried, over and over, until he finally woke up to the sound of a voice in his room.
“Shut up, we can’t let him hear us. The first day-ers always sleep well, but it doesn’t mean he won’t wake up. You know how much trouble we’d been in if him, of all people, woke up!”
Peter got the chills and prepared for whatever would come next.
Masøn M.Blood
Masøn M.Heh… Heh… I̶s̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶b̶a̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶’̶v̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶t̶c̶h̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶b̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶m̶u̶l̶t̶i̶p̶l̶e̶ ̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶?̶ That was indeed beautiful…
Masøn M.Comic
Masøn M.Juan
Masøn M.Obi
Masøn M.Ten
Masøn M.1. BotW
2. Phantom Hourglass
My list is short… And I don’t even know how far into PH I got…
Masøn M.HAPPY (2 days belated) YEASTER!..
You see, I had planned this weeks in advance… Because I was going through my subscriptions and seeing when their channels were created… Well, Yeast’s was made September 23. And that date was soon. So then I thought of ‘Yeaster’ and was proud of myself… AND THEN I WENT AND FORGOT… I’M SO ASHAMED…
Honestly, it was mainly to share the joke, but now I’m actually disappointed that my brain failed me lol…
Masøn M.Oh dang!… I totally didn’t forget… .-. Nope… That didn’t happen…
Masøn M.Hmm…
Masøn M.(This is the action sequence that this story deserved… And the one it needed…
Also, welcome to the ‘I got carried away…’ club!)
