Hello guys and welcome back to Epic Quest, the contest where you make YOUR adventure YOUR way (and occasionally mine )

This week we’ve got an extra spooky spectacular cooked up for you! (Because who doesn’t love the pre-Halloween excitement when you dress up for Halloween at LEAST twenty days before?)

So this contest will ultimately be another writing contest- which we all know and love! Unfortunately, after this contest I will be taking a hiatus from making contests as I want to free up my time to work on a personal project. I will still be entering other contests, though. I’m not dropping off the face of fashionista land completely.

Right then Fashionistas, on to the contest!

How it’s going to work READ BEFORE POSTING

The contest itself is based off the books by RL Stine, most notably his ‘Give yourself goosebumps’ books. In these books you would be prompted as the reader to make a decision about a scenario you were presented with- you would then flip to the page that was marked next to your answer and read another scenario before making another decision. You’d either get a good ending or a bad one based on the pages you flipped to. (They were choose your own adventure books, if that’s a clearer explanation for anyone).

So in this contest I’m going to present you with some super spooky scenarios. You either need to pick option a, b or c to respond to them and then write me a segment describing how your character performs in your chosen response

For a really simple example:

Oh no you’re being chased by a zombie. Do you either:
a) Attempt to distract it with the leftover meat from your packed lunch?
b) Hide in a crypt?
c) Confront it using your backpack as a weapon?

So for this example, say my character was called Marie and I picked b. I would respond with something like:

All though Marie was frightened she managed to outrun the zombie and hide in a crypt. She bunked down between two coffins for safety. Eventually, the zombie turned its attention on something else and she was able to escape.

Also, in the spirit of RL Stine books, you must make sure that the horror in your stories has good sense of humour. I’m not expecting every story to make me laugh out loud, but just keep it in mind while you write. We’re looking for more Shaun of the Dead than Dawn of the Dead. However, if you wish to make an edgy and emotionally conflicted story, feel free to. I’m not going to deduct XP, it’s just an element I thought would make the contest more true to its roots

I WILL be writing endings for this contest and you WILL receive XP rewards like my first one.

I assume you get the gist. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me

Previous Rounds

Round One: From Humble Beginnings

For Round One I want you to make the hero of your story. You need to create a short biography for them, giving information such as their name and age as well as creating a general feel for who they are as a character. However, they must ultimately end up at a haunted house You also should include whether they believe in the paranormal or not and whether they’ve come in a group or alone. Feel free to flesh it out as much as you like

Round Two: The things we see in the mirror

Your character has been exploring the house for quite some time, unsure of where the owners are. Eventually, they come across a room filled with large glass mirrors. After perusing through them for a while, they notice that there’s a young woman trapped inside. She smiles and says that she knows a way out.
Do you:
a)    Stop to hear what she has to say?
b)    Panic and smash the mirror?
c)    Continue onwards without paying much attention?

Oops, I forgot to also specify that I want you to dress your fashionista up as the ghost girl

Sorry for any confusion ^-^

ROUND THREE:

Phew, you only just made it out of the mirror room by the skin of your teeth! Unfortunately, there’s another challenge up ahead. In the corridor of the second floor, you find a vampire and a werewolf locked in a deadly skirmish. Their ceaseless fighting is blocking your path!
Do you:

a)    Attempt to edge around them without them noticing?
b)    Try to reason with the battling creatures?
c)    Join in the battle yourself just to get things done quickly?

You also need to dress your fashionista as either the werewolf or the vampire

Round Four: With wicked intentions

You made it! You’re finally at the very top of the haunted house- after battling through hordes of spooky monsters, you feel like you deserve a free ticket back home. Instead, you come face-to-face with a witch who reveals that s/he (because a witch can be either male OR female) trapped you here for nefarious purposes…  Now s/he seems intent on never letting you go!

You should also dress your fashionista/boyfriend as the witch


Rules

Round One runs from 10/17 to 10/19 18:49
Hair and make-up will count
Banners will be awarded to winners and participants. Your banner style and ending will depend on the responses you give.
One entry per fashionista

Have fun


CONTEST IS CLOSED, WINNERS WILL BE ANNOUNCED SOON

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"Everyone knows that place is haunted." I said to my friends as we stood across the street from an abandoned house that looked straight out of a horror movie.

"Actually, everyone knows that there are so such things as ghosts Janna." my friend Luca chided as she poked me playfully in the ribs.

"All I'm saying is that if looks like some sort of serial killer clubhouse, maybe we shouldn't go in there." I replied.

"But we're already here." Luca's older sister Alek offered

"You're right we're here." I said stamping my foot on the sidewalk to emphasize the last word, "And the super, scary abandoned house is over there."

"C'mon Janna, we'll be in and out." Luca tried to reason.

"In and out we swear." Alek said almost begging.

"Fine." I sighed "Who needs a sweet 16 anyway, when she has friends who want to make it a spooky one."

Every step toward the house made me feel more nervous, but what harm could there be in just taking a quick look...

Vella Nightwood
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From Humble Beginnings

Vella lifted her drink into the air, waving her arms around as she sang along to the loud music. The room was completely crowded with people in costumes each more extravagant than the other, leaving her very little room to dance, but Vella didn’t mind. She loved parties; being surrounded by so many people was actually when she felt most comfortable. The music and drinking was only an added plus.

“Vella! Vella!”

The girl turned around, hearing her name through all the noise, and recognized Trish in her pink cat costume right away, her best friend and college roommate, on the other side of the room. Vella waved her over and Trish’s blond hair bounced around in its ponytail as she stumbled towards her friend though, as Vella looked over the other girl, one thing became clear: she had clearly had too much to drink.

“You HAVE to come with us!” Trish declared, clearly excited about something. “Come ON!”

Vella sighed, letting herself be pulled out of the crowded room, down the crowded hallway, into a slightly less crowded kitchen. A group of people were restocking the fridge with alcohol, three other guys were stuffing themselves with what they had raided from the cupboards and a couple was busy making out in the corner.  However, Trish led Vella past all of them, through the back door and onto the porch.

“Alex, you can NOT be serious.”

“And why not Jessica? I think it is because you are scared.”

“Scared? Ha! You wish…”

There stood a red headed witch who seemed to have the attitude of one and a French guy dressed as a pirate. From the looks of it, the two of them had been arguing for a while now.

“Are we going or not?” said with exasperation the third member of the small group. A black haired guy with dark skin sat on the porch railing, his legs hanging off the side, with a ripped t-shirt that could barely be called a costume at all.

“Go… where exactly?” asked Vella, making everyone turn to the newcomers.

A smile illuminated Alex’s face. “You will see.”



And that is how Vella, along with Trish the blond cat, Alex the French pirate, Jessica the witch and no name bad boy, ended up in front of a super creepy, super dark and super supposedly haunted house.

“In we go!” exclaimed Trish, clapping her hands excitedly, running towards the beaten down front door.

…Vella had a feeling this would finish badly.

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Meet Robin Mansions


Robin was just a little girl when she made her first heist. She used 2 other neighborhood children as a distraction when the ice cream man came down the street. While they were pretending to take forever to make up their minds, Robin cleaned out the ice cream man right behind his back, filling her ninja turtle back pack to overflowing with sweet treats! Robin smiled fondly, thinking back to the memories of the nuns in the orphanage finding all the melted ice cream hidden under her bed, infested with ants. That was when Robin decided ice cream heists were for children, and the next time she decided to steal, it would be something that wouldn't go rotten. And that she would not get caught.

Robin strolled down the street on a brisk, October evening. The sun was just falling behind the horizon, and the children filling the streets with costumes and candy slowly made their way back inside their homes, safe and sound. Robin was 18 now, and totally on her own. Much too old for trick or treating, at least in the general sense. Robin felt another smile slide across her face. The neighborhood was a nice one. Three story houses lined the street, all with security systems, white picket fences, and most likely a Lexus in the garage. But these homes were not her destination this night. At the end of one of the lanes, Robin spotted her prey. An old colonial home, easily one of the oldest in the neighborhood, that had been abandoned for a few months now. The door was still sealed with crime scene tape, but Robin had no intention of using the front door. Using the cover of night, she slipped into the backyard, fished a lock pick out of her jacket pocket, and began working on the french doors. Robin had been watching the home since the family that lived there had been brutally murdered by their own father. When they found the man, covered in his wife and children's blood, all he would say was "the house did this!" Now, he is locked away in the madhouse. The many expensive possessions the family once owned, however, sat unguarded. As the doors finally popped open, the sweet smell of decay and old blood greeted Robin's nose, and a shiver ran up her spine. For a heartbeat she hesitated, "Don't be stupid," she told herself. And stepped over the threshold.

Character One - Kelsea

Name: Kelsea Blunt. But make sure it's with an 'a' and not a 'y', although sometimes I get confused myself
Age: Seventeen
Nationality: Do I say British or English here?
Location: Locations the fancy word for 'where you live' I think. In that case Boston in America. You know, where Chris Evans was born. Ooh he's well fit him in-he?
Do you believe in the paranormal? Ghosts and stuff like that? Yeah of course. At the start of horror films it always says 'based on a true story', and films don't lie.

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I always thought school was well boring. Well, I guess American school was slightly better than British school, but only because you get to wear your own clothes.

I'd been studying in America for four years now. And only after four years did it start to get intresting.

Very intresting.

In September this year, I was minding my own business, simply chatting with my gazillion friends, when the hottest boy ever walked past. Oh. My. GOSH! You would not believe how gorgeous he was!

Okay, so he was kinda pale which suggested he was super-nerdy, but he had light brown hair which looked as soft as a cloud, and those muscles oh! You could certainly tell he worked out.

I'd not had a boyfriend for a while (it was like, a week or something) so I decided I would it was going to be my mission to hook up with this guy, Mr. Hottie.

A couple of days later I was sat in maths, when the teecher asked me 'if x equals three, what does -9x+2 equal' or something stupid like that (seriously, when am I ever gonna need that in life? Especially if I want to be a model)

Anyways, I got the answer wrong, and I blushed. Not because I got the answer wrong, but because Mr. Hottie was looking at me. But like right at me, into my sole almost.

After the lesson he came over and spoke to me, and told me his name was Vlad Drake. How good does it sound: Kelsea Drake. Oh I love it!

So we've gotten to know each other over the last month. And now I've been invited around to his house! It took me ages to decide what to wear.

Once I was ready, and shooed away little children demanding for candy I walked over to his adress.

I got there and stopped outside for a few minutes, gazing up at the house. It was very dark, but that was probably because it was dark. And it looked very old too, like there was holes in it. But it was okay, I understood that not everyone could be as rich as me. If they were, there'd be no one to work in McDonalds would there?

I strutted up to the porch, and knocked on the door. As I put my hand on it, it opened slowly, creaking. I walked in ammediately.

"Hello?"

No response.

'Funny time for a game of hide and seek' I thought...

**I'm aware there are spelling mistakes in this piece - Kelsea isn't the brightest match in the box in case you couldn't tell

Character Two - Cassidy

Name: Cassidy Stevenson
Age: Sixteen
Nationality: American
Location: Boston
Do you believe in the paranormal? Of course I do

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This was the day I had been waiting for. October 3st. Halloween.

My paranormac device (the machine I made (by myself) to detect paranormal activity) had been going off the scale.

They were here; all I had to do was find out what was here. Was it ghosts? Vampires? Werewolves even?

Just the thought made me excited!

I wrapped up warm that night, it was chilly. Or maybe it was the thought that I was going to make an important scientific discovery that gave me goose bumps.

I'd walked past the house everyday, it was the place the paranormac went off at the most. It was a large house, dark with large parts of it missing. It looked suspicious.

That evening as I was walking down the street with all my scientific gear I saw a girl ahead of me in a long (what appeared) brown dress. She then turned down the garden path, and there was just enough light for me to tell who she was.

It was Kelsea Blunt, the 'bimbo' of the school.

And something told me she was going into the house to investigate.

I sped along the pavement, dropping half of my gear as I ran. I had to warn her that the house was haunted - a girl like her wouldn't cope!

I raced inside, but Kelsea was gone...

Third Character - Jack

Name: Jack Scofield
Age: Seventeen
Nationality: American
Do you believe in the paranormal? Oh come on man, get over yourself. I've already had enough of my friends going on about ghosts. Of course I don't.

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"Oh guys, you've got to be kidding me" I laughed.
"Why? You scared Jack?" Micky chuckled in reply.
"Scared of thin air? Coz that's all that's in there"

I looked towards the house. Although it was dark, but I could see the large gaps between some of the panels, and the cracked paint peeling off. It looked gothic, not haunted.

"Go on Jack, a dare's a dare."
I sighed, "You ain't gonna go until I've been inside that house, are you?"
"No I certainly ain't" Micky grinned.
I sighed once more, "Fine."

I ran towards the front door, which was already open ajar. Looked like I wasn't the only one who'd entered the house.

On the porch I glanced back at Micky, rolling my eyes at him before I entered the house.

In the hallway, using only the light caused by the moon, I saw ancient pictures hanging on the wall. So old, the people in them were wearing capes.

From behind me the door slammed shut, cutting off all of the light.

"Micky" I sighed for the third time that evening...

**Characters are one group, they just haven't met up yet

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ROUND ONE IS NOW CLOSED

ON TO ROUND TWO!

Round Two: The things we see in the mirror

Your character has been exploring the house for quite some time, unsure of where the owners are. Eventually, they come across a room filled with large glass mirrors. After perusing through them for a while, they notice that there’s a young woman trapped inside. She smiles and says that she knows a way out.
Do you:
a)    Stop to hear what she has to say?
b)    Panic and smash the mirror?
c)    Continue onwards without paying much attention?


Oops, I forgot to also specify that I want you to dress your fashionista up as the ghost girl

Sorry for any confusion ^-^

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B) Panic and smash the mirror

Bang. Cassidy heard the door slam shut. She ran towards the stairs, hoping to set her sights on a ghost. She pulled her camera out - completely forgetting in all her excitement that a ghost wouldn't show up on film.

She crouched down behind the banister, watching the figure stare at the front door. Oh my gosh, a real ghost! she thought. Cassidy was so excited she was shaking like a life on a freezing cold day.

And then the figure turned around.

"Jack! What are you doing here?" screeched Cassidy, standing back up from her hiding place. Jack eyes rose to see the top of the stairs.
"Oh, hi Cassidy
"That didn't answer my question. What are you doing here?" Cassidy repeated.
"Micky dared me to come in, as it's meant to be haunted"
"Meant? It is haunted."
"So if it's haunted, what's a girl like you doing here then?
Cassidy didn't know whether 'a girl like you' was a compliment or an insult. "Well, originally I came in looking for signs of paranormal activity, but then Kelsea came in so now I'm looking for her... I can't find her though..."
"Kelsea. That dumb girl in our form?
Cassidy winced at Jack's words, she didn't like saying a bad word about anyone, or evening listening to someone else do it.

"Me?"
Both heads spun around to look at the top of the stairs once more. There, leaning against the banister in a 'sexy' manner, was Kelsea.
"Yes you. What are you even doing here?"
Kelsea looked at Cassidy: "Me?
"Yeah... you..."
She sighed, "Well, I was meant to be having dinner here with Vlad and his family. But I guess they're still out buying the food"
Then Jack sighed, "I don't think they're coming Kelse, I don't even think they live here...
"I know..." Her expression became glum, and Cassidy almost felt sorry for her. Almost. Afterall, it was girls like her who had made her school life a misery.

But then Kelsea's eyes gleamed over, "Oh look, a mirror! How did I even miss that"
Jack chuckled. "Well that cheered her up" whispered Jack, and this time Cassidy couldn't help but smile.

Yet all three smiles soon vanished. For as they grew closer to the mirror, they were greeted by a tall, slim woman. Not by the mirror, but inside it.

The woman was dressed in all black, bar the gold bracelet which was chained around her arm. In her hand she was holding a rolled up piece of paper. Cassidy instantly didn't trust her.

"Who are you?"
"Never mind that. Oh my gosh I love your dress so much. And that hat. Amazing!"
The woman laughed, a high pitched cackle. "Why thank you Kelsea."
Kelsea looked shocked, "H...how do you know my name"
"I know everything my dear. And the name's Winnie, by the way" she added, winking at Jack.
"Why are you inside the mirror?"
"Because I kept eating all of the children who lived in the street" Jack and Cassidy matched Kelsea's expression. Winnie cackled again, "I'm kidding, you silly-billies. I'm in charge of the house. I control who enters, and who leaves." She winked, and then waved the paper she was holding tightly in her hand, "I'll show you the way out if you like"
"Oh come on, even I know we can just walk through the front - "
"They're locked Kelsea, it gave me an electric shock when I tried to leave before"

Winnie stretched out her hand again, so much so that it was almost pointing out of the mirror. Kelsea took a step closer, stretching out her own hand, "I don't know about you, but I wanna get out of her!"

Cassidy also took a step forward, "NOOOOO!" she shouted, grabbing a vase from the phone table next to her and lunging it at the mirror. Whilst the others had been talking, she'd been playing the situation in her head, and guessed that 'Winnie' was trying to trap them. If Kelsea touched the map, she'd be pulled inside the mirror too.

Normally Cassidy wasn't very good at physical activity, but her aim had caused the shoe to land in the centre. The mirror smashed, before turning into a thousand tiny pieces. Arising from them was green and grey smoke, circling the trio's feet. Kelsea looked dazed.

"I think we should move into another room. Now." The three of them ran up the stairs, trying to search for a room that appeared safe. As they ran, in the distance they heard a voice call out "You'll be sorry" ...

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a) Stop to hear what she has to say

"Who are you talking to." I ask Luca as I round the corner into the room where she is; I know it can't be Alek because she's standing behind me.

"We're not the only ones who decided to check this place out." Luca offers as an answer, "But we may have been the only ones who got lost."

I look around the room, looking for whoever Luca is talking to and my eyes settle on a blonde in the window.

That can't be right, I think. We're on the second floor. Then it hits me, she's not talking to someone outside the house, she's talking to someone in the mirror.

"Luca." I start trying to keep my voice even, "Luca that girl is in the mirror."

It takes a second for what I'm saying to sink in, and I see Luca take a step back in panic. I'm worried that she's going to do something rash, so I rush quickly to her side.

"We have to smash that thing!" Alek pipes up.

"No!" I say sounding braver than I feel, "Let's Stop to hear what she has to say."

All I can do is hope that if some big bad awful is coming along that I won't have to reflect on the fact that I was the one who made the decision.

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Option B

Robin slid through the doors with a catlike grace. They barely made a sound closing behind her. For a moment she paused, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. The metallic smell of blood was thick in the air, and the only sound that came to her ears was the occasional car down the block. She reached into her bag and pulled out a flashlight.

Robin was in a beautifully decorated sitting room. It was like out of a magazine except for the thick layer of dust that had settled during the houses abandonment. The estate was tied up in court and the house was left currently empty. Robin began her search for valuables, a thrill rising in her stomach. This was her favorite part! And she had hours before the sun came up, plenty of time to enjoy taking every tiny treasure she could find.

She decided to begin with the master bedroom, there was always jewelry or possibly even a safe in houses like this one. She climbed the stairs eagerly, and as she came to the top a movement out of the corner of her eyes stopped her. She froze, instantly, not even daring to breathe while her ears strained for the tiniest sound. Was there someone else here? A squatter coming to live the life of luxury while the house sat empty? Someone beating her to the goods this house HAD to contain? A few minutes had passed at this point, and Robin convinced herself it must have been her own shadow, or her  imagination. She slowly climbed the remainder of stairs, still trying to stay as quiet as possible.

She decided to go towards the shadow she had imagined. Maybe it was a mouse? And slowly opened the door to reveal the mother load. The master bedroom stood before her, all elegance with a four poster canopy bed, and a walk-in closet and bath. Robin shined the flashlight towards the closet, after all the safe was most likely in  there, and was surprised when a light shined back at her. Robin almost dropped her flashlight and had to keep a scream from escaping her throat before she realized, it was her own reflection that had startled her. Letting out a breath of relief, Robin walked to the closet door and opened it fully. What was wrong with her tonight? Halloween had never bothered her before... and she had crept through countless strange homes in the night. This house though, it just felt different.

Robin shrugged off her discomfort, time to get to business and stepped into the walk in closet. Clothes and shoes lined the walls, and a three way mirror stood at the back of the closet. Robin approached the mirror to start her search for a secret safe, when suddenly the doors slammed shut behind her. She could hold back the scream no longer. Robin ran to the door as fast as her legs would go and slammed her body against it. And that is when she noticed the door was gone. There was nothing but mirrors surrounding her! And right in front of her, a girl's figure, but not her own. Robin froze up once again, unable to breathe. The ghostly girl looked at her and smiled, "I know the way out!" the girl says gleefully. Robin screamed again and in a panic smashed the mirror with her flashlight. The flashlight went out, broken from the impact, but behind the smashed glass was the door! Robin grabbed the handle and leaped out of the closet, shaking with terror.

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ROUND TWO IS NOW CLOSED

Yes I know I've not posted the XP scores but I've chosen to keep them private this time for convenience. Don't worry about it, you're all doing great

ROUND THREE:

Phew, you only just made it out of the mirror room by the skin of your teeth! Unfortunately, there’s another challenge up ahead. In the corridor of the second floor, you find a vampire and a werewolf locked in a deadly skirmish. Their ceaseless fighting is blocking your path!
Do you:

a)    Attempt to edge around them without them noticing?
b)    Try to reason with the battling creatures?
c)    Join in the battle yourself just to get things done quickly?

You also need to dress your fashionista as either the werewolf or the vampire

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a) Attempt to edge around them without them noticing?

"Well she was no help." Alek complains

"What did you expect?" Luca asks "She was a ghost trapped in a mirror."

"Will you two please stop arguing. We could be safe at home watching a scary movie, but instead we're in one."

"Janna it's not that ba-" Luca starts but then we hear a violent crash ahead of us.

We can't go backwards, there's a pissed off ghost behind us so we trudge forward. What we see as we enter the next room is a woman in all black in what looks like a wrestling match with a giant animal.

"Bad dog! Bad dog!" she screams as she picks up a rolled up piece of paper with her free hand and begins hitting the creature who whimpers. "Bad dog!"

Luca stops to gawk but I pull her forward, from what I can tell they both have fangs and I don't want to get bit.

"C'mon." I hiss as I grab her hand, and we attempt to leave the room unseen.

The Lady in the Mirror

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Continue onward

After a while of walking down dark hallways and opening creaky doors, Vella couldn't help but think that the old house was much larger than it seemed. She shook nervously, the only sounds being footsteps and squeaky floorboards. For a while now, a gloomy silence had fell over the small group, the atmosphere making it feel improper to speak.

Another door was opened, this time leading to a room full of mirrors. The light of Alex's flashlight shone off the reflective surfaces, making it hard to make out where the room started and where it ended.

"Oh, this is so cool!" Trish gushed in excitement. Running around the room, almost smashing into one of the mirrors.

"Who needs this many mirrors?" Jessica asked.

"Ghosts of course!" exclaimed Alex. "They use them to voyage... Have you not heard of the Bloody Mary?" That last comment made Vella shiver, which only seemed to encourage Alex to continue. "She can only be seen when she is reflect, trapped like in a cage. But she want out, you know?" He smiled mischievously.

Suddenly, Vella heard a knocking sound. She turned around swiftly, only to realize that the only one behind her now, was mister no-name; Trish and Jessica were no where to be seen.

"Um..." started Vella tentatively, "where are the other girls?"

To this, the boy frowned. "I don't know, why are you asking me?"

Then she heard it again: the knocking. Only this time, she saw where it was coming from. A figure, feminine and pale, stood on the other side of the room.

"Who are you?!" demanded Vella, her voice trembling in front of the sudden apparition. This caught the boys' attention, as they both also turned towards pale woman.

"I can help you." She spoke, her voice soft and melodious. "I can help you," she repeated when there was no answer.

"Help us with-" Vella cut herself of with a gasp. No... that was impossible.

"She is... she is IN the mirror." Alex had said what Vella had been thinking.

"It's probably just some weird parlor trick. Come on, the others must have left already," spoke the dark haired boy. He began to leave, heading to what seemed like the exit.

Vella took a deep breath, deciding that he must be right, that it couldn't be anything but a trick. However, she couldn't forget Alex's talk of ghost and, just as they were leaving, the moment before the door closed behind her, Vella caught sight of the horrifying face of the figure; hollow eyes, a stitched smile, and all she could hear was it's shriek of rage.

The Vampire Countess

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Try to reason

More walking had led Vella and the two boys through many hallways and many half-furnished rooms, but they had yet to meet up again with Trish and Jesica. Vella was beginning to get nervous, worried that something bad had happened to the two. Alex reassured her that everything would be fine as the dark haired boy stayed behind, silent as ever.

This time, when weirdness struck, it was much more obvious. The trio had turned a corner and came face to face with a fight between a tall elegant lady and what seemed to be a gigantic dark furred wolf. The animal growled and attacked, jumping at the elegantly dressed woman. Vella felt herself feel afraid for the woman, she was about to get ripped apart, but her fear for the women didn't last long. With a strike so rapid, Vella barely realized it had happened, the wolf was now on the ground, whimpering.

"There! Now, will you stay down?" the women spoke in a polite, but exasperated voice.

Vella took a step back, taking in the strength of the woman who simply couldn't be human. However, Alex seemed to have another idea in mind.

"Oh mon dieu! Madame, you are very strong!" he exclaimed, making the woman turn towards them.

"Merci!" the woman gushed in return, before realizing exactly who was standing in front of her. "No. What are humans doing here? It is dangerous; leave now!"

"We would wish to, Madame. But our friends, they are lost and we can not find them. Did you see them?"

"It doesn't matter! Leave now!" the woman said, the worry clear in her voice. So much, that she didn't seem to notice when the wolf stood back up, readying for another attack. However, this time, when he jumped, it was not at the lady.

"Ahhhh!!" Alex screamed in pain as strong jaws clamped around his leg. His flashlight dropped from his hand as he fell to the floor. Vella screamed for him, but it was too late. He had already been dragged off by the gigantic wolf. The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but only for a second, before she too disappeared.

Vella ran after them, but they had completely vanished. She shook as she began to cry. What was wrong with this house?! They had already lost Trish, Jessica and now Alex. What was next? Vella turned around towards the dark haired boy, who simply stood in shock. Then, with a shake of his head, he came towards her, grabbed her arm and pulled her along, determined to leave as fast as possible.

C) Join in the battle yourself just to get things done quickly (because why not? )

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"So what was that thing Cassidy?" Kelsea asked, a tear rolling down her cheek as the realisation of what was happening had finally hit home.
"Well, I think it was some sort of demon. I think if you'd have taken another step closer she would have pulled you into the mirror. That's why I stopped you." Cassidy looked down at her feet, with were shoeless. She'd thrown one of them at the mirror, forgetting to pick it up in the desperation of trying to escape the mirror ghost. Now she'd taken the other one off also, because who only wears one shoe?

Since then, the trio had been trying all of the upstairs doors, in an attempt to find somewhere safe to hide and contact the outside world (let's face it, there's no knowing who or what would find them if they dared stop for a moment). All of the doors were locked though.

Jack rounded a corner, before reversing back a few seconds later, as white as a sheet. "Jack, are you alright?"
He was making funny gasping noises, "I don't want to freak anyone out, but right around that corner are two hairy creatures and some man dressed in black. I couldn't see what he looked like properly because he was facing the other way." More tears rolled down Kelsea's cheeks, and Cassidy bravely poked her head around the corner.

Sure enough, there were two brown, furry creatures; werewolves. And as Jack had said, there was another figure. Cassidy looked into the appropriate portrait hanging on the walls, before turning back to the others. "Okay, so we're dealing with two werewolves and a vampire."
"Okay, so I get there's two werewolves, but how could you tell there's a vampire? Did he turn around?"
"I looked into the glass covering one of the portraits, there was no reflections. And who do we know that has no reflections?"
"Vampires?
Cassidy nodded, "Vampires"
Jack looked impressed, but Kelsea looked at them with wide eyes, "Well I'm sorry to disrupt your little happy moment about discovering vampires, but we need to get past them. Because I ain't going back to the corridor."

The three of them poked their heads back around the corner to have a look at those that were blocking their path. Now they were deliberately being quiet, they could hear what was being said a bit clearer. "It sounds like they're arguing." Jack whispered .Cassidy thought for a while, as did Kelsea, both about different things.
Cassidy was the first to speak, "I think our best bet is to hope they're too busy arguing to notice us passing..." the others nodded in agreement, so she added "so who wants to go first?"
Silence fell in the corridor for a moment, before Jack whispered "Well, I'm the lad here. I should lead."

Jack, Kelsea and Cassidy all crept slowly along the corridor, praying to whatever God they believed existed that they would make it across without any of the creatures realising they were present.

"I don't care if he is your son, he wandered into my part of the house therefore I am entitled to drink his blood!" the vampire shouted, holding the smaller wolf in his hands, away from the larger one.
"NOOO! I won't let you!" snarled the larger werewolf, throwing herself at the vampire, claws at the ready. She pounced, causing the vampire to topple over onto the floor. The two adults battled it out on the floor. The wolf was clawing away at the vampire's face, whilst he was trying to bite her, still holding onto the young wolf.
"Come on, quick whilst they're distracted! Cassidy whispered from the back, hurrying her pace.

They were almost passed, when one of them stepped on a squeaking floor board which made a very loud noise. "Stop. STOP! Getta off me, there's humans!
The wolf stopped clawing and started sniffing, "Humans". Both of them turned around, evilly grinning as they saw their prey. Kelsea screamed, not because she was scared but because she was shocked.

"Kelsea?", the vampire's face matched hers. And when Jack and Cassidy figured it out, their expression was exactly the same. The only one who was confused as to what was happening were the two wolves.

"VLAD!" she screamed, "YOU'RE A VAMPIRE?!"
"You didn't think I'd actually like someone like you did you? You're a user, a player. The only reason I invited you to dinner was so I could drink your blood. But you're so stupid you didn't even realise." Vlad laughed. Kelsea was hurt, but no longer afraid. All of her fear, all the terrified thoughts, turned to magma. And the volcano was ready to erupt.

Without warning Kelsea through herself at Vlad, just as the wolf had done before. She used her own pointy nails as her weapon, as well as wrapping her hands around his neck in an attempt to choke him. "KELSEA, STOP! IT'S TOO DANGEROUS!" Cassidy shouted, not taking her eyes off of the duo or the wolf.

Jack ran at Vlad, trying to prise the baby wolf from his hands. The vampire, too busy trying to get Kelsea off, easily let go of him. Jack held the wolf at arms length cautiously, then faced the larger wolf. This attracted Cassidy's site "If I give you your son back, you let us pass."
"I will, wolf's word"
"Promise?"
"Yes, yes I promise. Just please give me my baby back!" the wolf whined.
Jack thought carefully, before throwing the pup towards it's mother. For the second time that day he prayed, praying that the pup would make it all the way into it's mother. After all, they didn't need an angry wolf after them as well.

Luckily it did; the mother hugged her baby before scurrying off down the corridor to hide.

Then Cassidy and Jack noticed the silence.

They turned and faced Kelsea, who was standing by herself. "Good job guys". She then collapsed to the floor, and when they got closer they saw blood was pouring out of her neck...

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ROUND THREE IS NOW CLOSED

Round Four: With wicked intentions

You made it! You’re finally at the very top of the haunted house- after battling through hordes of spooky monsters, you feel like you deserve a free ticket back home. Instead, you come face-to-face with a witch who reveals that s/he (because a witch can be either male OR female) trapped you here for nefarious purposes…  Now s/he seems intent on never letting you go!

Do you:
a)    Have a persuasive and compelling argument with her about why s/he should let you go back home?
b)    Fetch a bucket of water and finish him/her off Wizard of Oz style?
c)    Sneak out through a portal while s/he’s busy performing her evil monologue?

YOU SHOULD ALSO DRESS YOUR FASHIONISTA/BOYFRIEND AS THE WITCH


I'm loving your stories so far! I swear this is gonna be a tough one to judge :I

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b)Fetch a bucket of water and finish him/her off Wizard of Oz style?

"We need water!" I said panicking at the witches words.

"Seriously Janna, you're thirsty now?" Luca asked, her own panic unmistakable.

"No...well I mean yeah I could go for some bubble tea but that's not what I mean." I responded.

"I have gum." Alek offered fishing a stick of gum out of her bag.

"How does gum help?" my panic was now mixed with anger and I seriously considered trying to make a run for it...on my own.

"So much for you turning sweet sixteen." Alek laughed as she unwrapped a piece of gum and put it in her mouth.

"Haven't you ever seen 'The Wizard of Oz'?" I whispered.

"Oh I love that movie!" Luca piped up, "My favorite part is with the Munchkins."

"Well my favorite part is when Dorothy defeats the witch." I responded.

"Where are we going to get a house to drop on her, we're on the top floor?" Luca asks.

"The other witch." I said slowly, hoping I wouldn't have to say any more.

The witch just smirked at our whispered exchange and I wondered how much she was actually hearing.

"Oh!" it took a moment but I could tell Alek and figured out what I was talking about and I saw her mouth the word 'I'm melting' to Luca who finally understood as well.

"Do you think if we tell her we're thirsty she'll let us go down to the kitchen for some water?" Luca asked.

"Do we really want to go back down into the house at all?" I asked thinking about everything we'd seen.

"Maybe we can spit at her." Alek suggested.

"Maybe I shouldn't have left my computer on." I grumbled "If we can't find water we're trapped..."

Just then, out of the corner of my eye. I noticed a bucket almost overflowing with water.

Was it a trick? A trap? As I rushed toward it, I figured we were going to find out.

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Sneak away

"You never told me your name..." Vella said, the first words to have been uttered since Alex had been taken. Yet, still no response was given from the dark haired. Finally, Vella turned around, needing the comfort of another human being desperately, but when she did, no dark haired boy followed her. She stopped abruptly, looking around her, not understanding where her companion could have gone. The large corridor in which she stood had nothing to hide, so where...

Then the realization sunk in: she was alone. Vella started trembling, her legs becoming numb. She despised being alone. No, even more, she feared it to the point where she could feel a panic attack coming on. However, just before she broke into tears, she heard a voice.

"Now, now, don't be sad."

Vella couldn't understand where the voice was coming from, until a figure appeared before her. There stood a girl who looked to be no older than fifteen, a gentle but amused smile on her face, her eyes sparkling with joy. Her outfit was very over the top, with lots of black lace, a crown that sat upon her head and a staff topped by a glowing black orb. Adding to her strange look and despite her young age, her hair was completely gray, silver even. She seemed so young and yet so old at the same time, Vella didn't know what to make of her.

A small pout found its way onto her joyous face. "Aren't you having fun?" she asked.

Vella could only look at her in disbelief. "Fun? Fun?! How is any of this fun?!" The girl frowned. "Every one is lost I-don't-know-where, Alex was dragged off, which for all I know he could be dead by now!" By now the girl seemed right out furious of Vella's words. "Why are you doing this?" Vella finished weakly.

"I put all this hard work into making this happen! And all you do is complain and complain and complain! Really, would it kill you to have a little fun?!" The girl had been yelling at that point, but she stopped suddenly, only to giggle joyously the second after. "Actually, it might..." To which she only giggled more.

Vella was starting to get a really bad feeling about the girl. She wanted to get away from her as quickly as possible. Looking around she spotted a door at the end of the corridor. Maybe she would be able to find a way out from there.

But before she got the chance, the girl's attention turned back towards her. "You are so ungrateful! You chose to play the game, so you have to play it RIGHT!" Back to yelling and screaming, the girl advanced towards Vella, her face red with anger. Vella couldn't understand what she was talking about; she hadn't agreed to play any game. Why would she even want to play a game that could kill you?

Suddenly, the girl's staff started to glow more and more, until it was illuminating the entire corridor in it's dark light. "I will make you pay for being ungrateful!" Tendrils of dark mist shot towards Vella, trying to seize her, but she managed to avoid them by a sheer luck. Rapidly, she ran towards the door, hoping she would be fast enough to evade the girl's attacks.

Pulling the door open as fast as she could, relieved that it wasn't locked, Vella came face to face with a wall, swirls of greenish-blue constantly moving on its surface. It looked like a vertical pool of water, though Vella couldn't see what was on the other side. It was suspicious, but as she looked back at the girl, she could see the tendrils coming at her again, and Vella knew she had no other choice.

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Have a persuasive and compelling argument with her about why s/he should let you go back home

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"I don't know how long I can carry her for Cass..." Ever since Kelsea had been bitten, Jack had been carrying her in his arms as he and Cassidy climbed the house, looking for a way out. So far, they'd come across nothing but locked doors. At least it had been quiet, they'd not run into anymore monsters.
"I think we're near the top, I think that's our best bet. To climb onto the roof and call for help. Maybe we'll get signal up there..."
"And what if we can't" questioned Jack, shifting Kelsea's position in his arms.
"Then... then we'll cross that bridge when we get there"
"Okay."

Finally, they made it to the top floor; the attic. They were hoping that there round be a couple of rolls of carpets, which they would be able to stack upon one another to climb out of a window in the top of the house. Then they would try their phones, and if they still didn't work then they would shout as loud as possible until someone came.

But deep down they knew it would never happen like that.

They opened the small, creaking door and crept through, hoping their dreams would come true. Standing over a cauldron was a woman, partly crooked over, wearing a beautiful blue dress. The woman herself was also quite pretty, although her dark hair frizzed over her face.

She spoke in a soothing voice, "Hello dears, I have been expecting you."
"That's such a cliché thing to say..." adjusting the position of Kelsea.
"You can put Kelsea down over there if you like" she whispered, turning her head towards a bed she'd set up in the room. Cassidy looked at Jack, hoping he wouldn't put Kelsea down. After all, they'd only just met this woman. After what had happened to them all that night, would they ever be able to trust anyone ever again?

But Jack's arm were aching, and he had no choice. He gently lay Kelsea down on the bed, and hovered over her.

"Who are you?"
"My name is not any of your concern. I already know who you are, so let's skip introductions. Would you any of you like a drink?"
Both Jack and Cassidy shook their heads violently, "No thank you"
"Okay, so would you mind putting these on?" the woman asked, handing over something that resembled a bracelet.
"No, we just want to leave please."
The woman's face reddened, "PUT THESE DEVICES ON NOW BEFORE I TURN YOU INTO TOADS" she screamed, as a flash of red light appeared behind her.
"I said no. Now please let us leave."
The woman took a deep breathe, trying to calm herself. "Look, why do you think you're here?"
"No...?"
"BECAUSE I BROUGHT YOU HERE!"
Jack and Cassidy looked confused. "Wh...what do you mean?"
"You three are what I need to complete my potion for ever lasting life. You Jack, the compassionate sporty one. Your heart will do nicely. You, Cassidy. The smart one. Hope you don't mind if I take your brain. And Kelsea, the dumb but brave one. Her gut will be great."
"Why didn't you just kill us in our sleep or something?"
"Because I needed to test you, to make sure you were worthy for the spell"
"What spell?"
"For immortality of course. Who doesn't want to live forever darlings? NOW PUT THESE ON NOW!"

More red smoke entered the room, chocking the inhabitants. Cassidy looked over at Jack, who was now huddling behind the bed. She was going to prove that she was a brave one too, not just recognisable for her brains.

She took a step forward, and placing her hands on her hips she shouted "Now you listen to me witch, you let us go now. You don't want to live forever, what if you fall in love. You will have to go through the pain and suffering of losing him whilst he dies, knowing that you will go on when he leaves. And what about Kelsea. She's dying and needs urgent medical assistance. I look at you and you don't look like someone who would kill an innocent girl, you look kind and friendly. So please, just let us go. Please..."

The witch looked at her for a moment, before firing a fireball in Cassidy's direction...

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RESULTS ARE HERE

I know I said I'd be writing endings for this contest but unfortunately I've been landed with a really massive piece of homework to get done in a period of time too short to be called comfortable. The banners alone took a lot longer than I would have liked I'm sorry for the inconvenience but this homework is kind of a big deal and it has to take the most importance. Thanks for being so understanding!

Anyway, here are the winners:











Thanks so much for entering, guys. I really loved this contest- but as stated before I will be going on a hiatus to work on a personal project (along with these really sudden and quite unreasonably timed- yet so amazing to do- homeworks that crop up ). I won't be making contests yet I do still hope to enter them.

Happy Halloween Fashionistas!