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Offline Soren

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A Challenge!
« on: November 15, 2016, 07:38:38 PM »
Hi there!

This is an idea from a different forum. So the challenge is to take the title of one of your favourite songs and write a oneshot based on that. Or a piece of art based on that. You could incorporate other elements of the song if you so wished but that's not required.

Now, this is important, this is a CHALLENGE, not a competition. There won't be any winning or any prizes, it's just a fun thing that people can do if they want. Now if someone more artistically talented than me wants to make people prizes or whatever, that's fine, but there are no official prizes.

So yeah. Anyone can do this at any time. There's no deadline or any limited amount of spaces or anything like that.

I made one for the song Avalanche but Bring Me the Horizon. Here it is if you'd like to read it:

Link to the song on YouTube

Tiberious Pratt sat quietly. He lived a good life. Everything seemed to be looking up for the young man of only 17. He had a strong family, a good home, even a girlfriend. Her name was Denise. Denise met Ti nearly a year and a half before. They quickly fell in love.

Ti wasn't the kind of guy Denise typically found attractive. Ti wasn't a jock. He wasn't on the football team, he wasn't popular. But he was smart. He liked computers, and science. You could ask him any question on any piece of technology and he'd know the answer. He wasn't too shabby looking either. But at his core, he was a sweet young man who always doted on Denise. She loved that about him.

Denise wasn't like Ti. Sometimes she wondered what he saw in her. She was kind to him, and loved him. But she didn't have the resolve Ti did. She started to wish for something else. Someone else. As the couple neared a year and a half of being together, she took up a second boyfriend, a boy named Scott. Scott was a dumb jock who always had his hands on the pretty Denise. One day she stopped finding him annoying.

Ti decided to surprise his love. He was going to head over to her place with a box of chocolates, and brighten her day. She seemed distracted when they texted. As he walked up to the front door, he could see her window was open. It always was, she loved the fresh air. He looked through, and froze. Denise was sitting on the couch with Scott, kissing him, telling him how attractive he was. She felt Scott tense up as he saw Ti, and she looked out the window. "Ti! I…it's not what it looks like…" Ti wasn't listening. Tears welled in his eyes and then burst forth. He through the chocolate from him and ran.

Ti ran as fast as he could, the pain and tears blurring his vision. How could he have been so stupid? How could this have happened? Did it ever mean anything to her? He had never faced a challenge like this. His life was perfect until now. He didn't know if he was strong enough to face this.

As he arrived home, he ran upstairs to his room. He took a drink of water, and tried to calm down. Didn’t work, he spilled it on himself. Cursing, he collapsed into the floor. He wished he could make it all better. He wished he was strong enough. He wished he had the power to not feel this pain.

Ti blinked, as if wishing the power upon himself and it being granted. He stood up, and flexed his muscles. He stared down a pillow on his bed, and it froze, encased in ice. He looked at the cup of water, freezing it into a black of solid ice. He was venting his anger and his pain. But he wanted more. This wasn’t enough. He needed Denise.

He slowly walked up to Denise’s house. He could still hear the two of them lathering each other in loving compliments, kissing and embracing. It disgusted him. It hurt him. He wanted to take it out on them. He burst through the door of the house with ease, and went to Denise’s room. As he entered they looked at him in shock and annoyance. He stuck out his hand and froze Scott the jock, his face stuck in a terrified expression as he met his death. Denise screamed and tried to run. He froze her two, just as she did his heart. She looked at him in horror, but he didn’t care. He wanted revenge. He wanted her. And she through him away.

Denise left her house immediately after Ti walked in on her and Scott. She told Scott she never wanted to see him again, and rushed out to find Ti. She didn’t want to hurt him, she only made a mistake. She wanted him back. She loved Ti, and in a state of weakness wanted attention from a different boy. She wanted to make things right. Denise rushed to Ti’s house, and found the door open. She carefully walked in. “Ti? Baby? I just want to talk…” She looked around. “It’s over between me and Scott, I’m never going to see him again.” Still no sign of Ti. “Ti, I just want to say I’m sorry. Baby, please come out…” she gasped and found Ti. He was sprawled on the floor of his bedroom, a bottle of pills next to him. “TI! No no no no no…” she begged to anyone that would listen, trying to wake him. She cried as she called 911, her fingers shaky. She couldn’t lose him forever for something she’d done.

Ti kept freezing Denise in his drug-induced dream. His emotions were frayed. Everything seemed dark. He was tired. So tired.

Denise went to the hospital with Ti after the paramedics came. She waited at his bedside for the days that would follow, and regularly was ran out by his mother, Mrs. Pratt. She needed Ti to wake up. One night, she snuck into his room while his parents were sleeping. She sat and looked at him. “The doctors say that sometimes coma patients can hear what people are saying to them. Ti, I need to say something. Ever since we met, you’ve been the love of my life. And I made a stupid mistake. I am so sorry. But if you wake up, and take me back, baby, I’ll never do it again. I’ll always be there for you. I love you.” She stared at his blank expression as he slept. She leaned over and gingerly kissed his forehead. “I’m sorry. I love you Ti.” she wept as the tears streamed down her face on onto his. She got up to leave, and heard a mumble from the bed. “I love you too.”
"We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it."
Welcome to the Black Parade, My Chemical Romance

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A Challenge!
« Reply #1 on: November 15, 2016, 07:59:21 PM »
:silverweed3 This an amazing story Soren and I really enjoyed reading. It was well written, and well paced on the theme of the story you wrote for this challenge idea you submitted with Fiver's Honeycomb. Thanks for writing it and thanks for sharing this challenge with our community, can't wait for the more stories to come in the future, I may even partake in this challenge once more.
 :fiver Thanks once more for the story for it did brighten my mood this afternoon.