TftW: Grave Matters.
TftW: Grave Matters.
Anna Valerious TG/MC
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You know the phrase "let sleeping dogs lie"? Well there was this one forum user who didn't even know the meaning of that phrase. In fact you could say this guy was a bit of a thicko, for one thing he was a racist bigot who used racial stereotypes to attack another user. Going by the name ReverendWrath31 as he was commonly known as, he was obsessed with this one particular user. This user hadn't even been on the forum since they were mistreated by the others but was still picked on by them. This guy here absolutely hated people who were from European countries, referring to them as Euro-trash and insulting them, using racial stereotypes to try and annoy them. He especially hated people from Romania, who he thought were all thieves. On top of that he was obsessed with trying to make dead forum threads dead again - as if that would ever happen.
On top of that, he was insane and believed the Illuminati and every single one of David Icke's reptilian theories were real and called out others based on their beliefs, oh and did I mention he was obsessed with making dead forum threads great again? Unluckily for him though....nobody was even around anymore. Everybody knows when a forum thread overstays its welcome and goes past 100 pages with no new activity, that the thread goes to a place known as the forum graveyard, where all dead forum threads go to die.
And that's where he also ended up being transported to, after pissing off the majority of people logging in from other countries he was teleported inside his computer to what appeared to be a virtual representation of the aforementioned place. The dead forum threads in this case being represented as sentient beings who all died in various ways, there he also saw the dead forum thread he happened to be occupying, as a shambling ghoul-like creature that was begging to be put out of its misery.
"Please...kill me..."
"NEVER!"
"But you must....i've over-stayed my welcome. Once I got past 149, I started to change into the ghoul you see before you. I am no longer the most popular one, I lost my spark ages ago and now I am begging for the loving embrace of death."
"I said...NEVER! We keep you around for lulz, and because we have nothing better to do than obsesses over an already undead horse. We do the things we do because we are nothing but energy vampires in this world."
"Kill me, please...I beg you..."
"NEVER! For as long as you exist, there will always be lulz to get out of you. And you were our most successful one yet."
"Yeah...until I got past 100, then it became just plain sad with no real content, just nothing but a loser convention filled with people who were already assholes to begin with, and people who were only doing it because you guys were doing it. Nobody even cares about me anymore, i'm a shambling undead ghoul that begs for the embrace of the crypt, and yet this is how you treat me? I've seen your behavior...you act like a bigger lulcow than you claim I did and that's saying a lot."
"But...."
"Don't even think you can fool yourself into believing that people still care, nobody goes me anymore. I mean look at me, i'm undead for pete's sake! I'm falling apart here and the only thing you can do is try and resurrect me? I'm sorry but i've already been resurrected and by that I mean I have been resurrected too many times. Please just end my undead life already so I can rest in peace."
"I don't know how to do that..."
The shambling ghoul handed him a cross of sorts and instructed him on how to use it, but before he decided to give it a go, without warning the ghoul attacked him and bit into his arm, he yelped in pain before throwing the cross at it. When the cross hit the ghoul, it landed right on its chest, causing it to die in a graphic manner before crumbling into dust - he backed away slightly before turning to leave. 'That was a lot easier than I thought it would be' he thought to himself as he reached for the exit, but unfortunately there was no exit to be found, instead he was greeted by what appeared to be a humanoid being of some kind wearing the same clothes as the ghoul that was there before. The being was a rather androgynous looking one that had a Grace Jones or Prince vibe going on.
"Thank you...."
The being smiled at him before fading away and reappearing back in their original grave, lying down as they were taken to that other place on the internet, that place known as Cyber Heaven. There, they were allowed to rest peacefully without fear of people trying to bring them back to life. With the humanoid being that used to be the ghoul now up in that aforementioned place in the cyber-sky, he could rest easy knowing his job was done and he could go home.
Unfortunately that wasn't the case, because now it seemed that the other ghouls had awaken and were now after him. The gaggle of bloodthirsty undead beings stalked him throughout and they were out for his blood, of course now that he had been bitten himself - he dreaded what was going to happen next. Was he going to be a ghoul himself? Was he going to die? He didn't know exactly..but he feared it nonetheless. And he knew it was probably not going to be good in the slightest.
As he tended to the bitemark he got from earlier, he began to feel a series of unnatural chilling sensations jolting through his very body which triggered a set of changes to take place, starting with his skin as it softened and smoothened - all skin imperfections became invisible and his skin even became rather delicate. In addition to this, the clothing he was wearing was slowly tightening and altering while his body began to slenderize, his chest swelling as two impressively sized breasts developed on it.
His clothing continued altering as it slowly shifted into a very familiar outfit, in fact the outfit looked like the one worn by Kate Beckinsale in Van Helsing. In addition to this, his back arched and shifted while his shoulders shrank, his legs shifted as his feet dwindled a little in size and shape in the new boots he was sporting. His hips inflated and realigned, becoming wider and developing a heart-shape to them along with his rear, he yelped slightly as his genitalia were retracted into his groin and replaced with the more womanly counterpart as his height shrank a bit, in addition to this his hands altered in the same way as his feet while his arms lost muscle definition and his fingernails elongated and grew longer.
It was getting increasingly difficult for him to think straight as he heard a voice in his mind, a very calm but elegant feminine voice with a Romanian accent, the voice told him not to panic as everything was going to be alright. And in addition to this, his mind was shifting as his memories of being who he was completely vanishing amongst the new ones that were already developing. He tried resisting but it was in vain, as this was one battle he was definitely losing. His neckline slenderized as his hair slowly extended, lengthening and turning jet black as it curled slightly and went past his shoulders - his eyebrows thinned and also turned black as he witnessed the rest of his transformation happening.
A necklace in the shape of a cross materialized around his new neck as his eyes widened, eyelashes blossoming around them as they turned to a greenish-blue color, his nose shifting to become dainty as his lips filled up a little, becoming juicy and kissable.
His facial features morphed and reshaped themselves, within a few seconds later he was the spitting image of the character Anna Valerious as played by Kate Beckinsale. That wasn't all though, the voice her head in his head was now getting into his vocal chords as they shifted, elevating themselves higher in pitch and tone to become elegant and effeminate - not only that but also developing an exotic Romanian accent.
He could still speak English of course but he now knew how to speak Romanian as well, as his memories shifted even more - within a few seconds later he was no longer male, he was a she and not just any she, but Princess Anna Valerious, the heroine from the movie Van Helsing. With her transformation completed, she dusted herself off. Now that she was who she was, she had completely mended her ways and no longer wanted to try and resurrect the dead. After all, one ghoul was bad enough...imagine if the other ones came back to life next.
She managed to fight off the rest of the ghouls before running off to a small clearing for a quick breather. She decided rather than leaving in general, that she take on the mantle of the resident slayer, after all - if Buffy Summers can do it, so could she. She walked off in a graceful manner before waiting near by for the onslaught to finish. And with that, she raced off - knowing the night was now hers.
As for what happened to her later, she dedicated her life to getting the dead back to where they belonged rather than trying to resurrect them and was now on the side of good rather than the side of evil, she had done a noble deed by killing that ghoul and helping them go to cyber-heaven, and she now made it her full-time job. And she couldn't have asked for anything more.
Remember, my friends - sometimes it is best not to try and bring anything that has been dead back to life. It is best to let the dead stay dead and let them rest in peace. They probably didn't want to be disturbed anyway. In the words of Jud Crandall from Pet Semetary...sometimes, dead is better.
Anna Valerious TG/MC
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You know the phrase "let sleeping dogs lie"? Well there was this one forum user who didn't even know the meaning of that phrase. In fact you could say this guy was a bit of a thicko, for one thing he was a racist bigot who used racial stereotypes to attack another user. Going by the name ReverendWrath31 as he was commonly known as, he was obsessed with this one particular user. This user hadn't even been on the forum since they were mistreated by the others but was still picked on by them. This guy here absolutely hated people who were from European countries, referring to them as Euro-trash and insulting them, using racial stereotypes to try and annoy them. He especially hated people from Romania, who he thought were all thieves. On top of that he was obsessed with trying to make dead forum threads dead again - as if that would ever happen.
On top of that, he was insane and believed the Illuminati and every single one of David Icke's reptilian theories were real and called out others based on their beliefs, oh and did I mention he was obsessed with making dead forum threads great again? Unluckily for him though....nobody was even around anymore. Everybody knows when a forum thread overstays its welcome and goes past 100 pages with no new activity, that the thread goes to a place known as the forum graveyard, where all dead forum threads go to die.
And that's where he also ended up being transported to, after pissing off the majority of people logging in from other countries he was teleported inside his computer to what appeared to be a virtual representation of the aforementioned place. The dead forum threads in this case being represented as sentient beings who all died in various ways, there he also saw the dead forum thread he happened to be occupying, as a shambling ghoul-like creature that was begging to be put out of its misery.
"Please...kill me..."
"NEVER!"
"But you must....i've over-stayed my welcome. Once I got past 149, I started to change into the ghoul you see before you. I am no longer the most popular one, I lost my spark ages ago and now I am begging for the loving embrace of death."
"I said...NEVER! We keep you around for lulz, and because we have nothing better to do than obsesses over an already undead horse. We do the things we do because we are nothing but energy vampires in this world."
"Kill me, please...I beg you..."
"NEVER! For as long as you exist, there will always be lulz to get out of you. And you were our most successful one yet."
"Yeah...until I got past 100, then it became just plain sad with no real content, just nothing but a loser convention filled with people who were already assholes to begin with, and people who were only doing it because you guys were doing it. Nobody even cares about me anymore, i'm a shambling undead ghoul that begs for the embrace of the crypt, and yet this is how you treat me? I've seen your behavior...you act like a bigger lulcow than you claim I did and that's saying a lot."
"But...."
"Don't even think you can fool yourself into believing that people still care, nobody goes me anymore. I mean look at me, i'm undead for pete's sake! I'm falling apart here and the only thing you can do is try and resurrect me? I'm sorry but i've already been resurrected and by that I mean I have been resurrected too many times. Please just end my undead life already so I can rest in peace."
"I don't know how to do that..."
The shambling ghoul handed him a cross of sorts and instructed him on how to use it, but before he decided to give it a go, without warning the ghoul attacked him and bit into his arm, he yelped in pain before throwing the cross at it. When the cross hit the ghoul, it landed right on its chest, causing it to die in a graphic manner before crumbling into dust - he backed away slightly before turning to leave. 'That was a lot easier than I thought it would be' he thought to himself as he reached for the exit, but unfortunately there was no exit to be found, instead he was greeted by what appeared to be a humanoid being of some kind wearing the same clothes as the ghoul that was there before. The being was a rather androgynous looking one that had a Grace Jones or Prince vibe going on.
"Thank you...."
The being smiled at him before fading away and reappearing back in their original grave, lying down as they were taken to that other place on the internet, that place known as Cyber Heaven. There, they were allowed to rest peacefully without fear of people trying to bring them back to life. With the humanoid being that used to be the ghoul now up in that aforementioned place in the cyber-sky, he could rest easy knowing his job was done and he could go home.
Unfortunately that wasn't the case, because now it seemed that the other ghouls had awaken and were now after him. The gaggle of bloodthirsty undead beings stalked him throughout and they were out for his blood, of course now that he had been bitten himself - he dreaded what was going to happen next. Was he going to be a ghoul himself? Was he going to die? He didn't know exactly..but he feared it nonetheless. And he knew it was probably not going to be good in the slightest.
As he tended to the bitemark he got from earlier, he began to feel a series of unnatural chilling sensations jolting through his very body which triggered a set of changes to take place, starting with his skin as it softened and smoothened - all skin imperfections became invisible and his skin even became rather delicate. In addition to this, the clothing he was wearing was slowly tightening and altering while his body began to slenderize, his chest swelling as two impressively sized breasts developed on it.
His clothing continued altering as it slowly shifted into a very familiar outfit, in fact the outfit looked like the one worn by Kate Beckinsale in Van Helsing. In addition to this, his back arched and shifted while his shoulders shrank, his legs shifted as his feet dwindled a little in size and shape in the new boots he was sporting. His hips inflated and realigned, becoming wider and developing a heart-shape to them along with his rear, he yelped slightly as his genitalia were retracted into his groin and replaced with the more womanly counterpart as his height shrank a bit, in addition to this his hands altered in the same way as his feet while his arms lost muscle definition and his fingernails elongated and grew longer.
It was getting increasingly difficult for him to think straight as he heard a voice in his mind, a very calm but elegant feminine voice with a Romanian accent, the voice told him not to panic as everything was going to be alright. And in addition to this, his mind was shifting as his memories of being who he was completely vanishing amongst the new ones that were already developing. He tried resisting but it was in vain, as this was one battle he was definitely losing. His neckline slenderized as his hair slowly extended, lengthening and turning jet black as it curled slightly and went past his shoulders - his eyebrows thinned and also turned black as he witnessed the rest of his transformation happening.
A necklace in the shape of a cross materialized around his new neck as his eyes widened, eyelashes blossoming around them as they turned to a greenish-blue color, his nose shifting to become dainty as his lips filled up a little, becoming juicy and kissable.
His facial features morphed and reshaped themselves, within a few seconds later he was the spitting image of the character Anna Valerious as played by Kate Beckinsale. That wasn't all though, the voice her head in his head was now getting into his vocal chords as they shifted, elevating themselves higher in pitch and tone to become elegant and effeminate - not only that but also developing an exotic Romanian accent.
He could still speak English of course but he now knew how to speak Romanian as well, as his memories shifted even more - within a few seconds later he was no longer male, he was a she and not just any she, but Princess Anna Valerious, the heroine from the movie Van Helsing. With her transformation completed, she dusted herself off. Now that she was who she was, she had completely mended her ways and no longer wanted to try and resurrect the dead. After all, one ghoul was bad enough...imagine if the other ones came back to life next.
She managed to fight off the rest of the ghouls before running off to a small clearing for a quick breather. She decided rather than leaving in general, that she take on the mantle of the resident slayer, after all - if Buffy Summers can do it, so could she. She walked off in a graceful manner before waiting near by for the onslaught to finish. And with that, she raced off - knowing the night was now hers.
As for what happened to her later, she dedicated her life to getting the dead back to where they belonged rather than trying to resurrect them and was now on the side of good rather than the side of evil, she had done a noble deed by killing that ghoul and helping them go to cyber-heaven, and she now made it her full-time job. And she couldn't have asked for anything more.
Remember, my friends - sometimes it is best not to try and bring anything that has been dead back to life. It is best to let the dead stay dead and let them rest in peace. They probably didn't want to be disturbed anyway. In the words of Jud Crandall from Pet Semetary...sometimes, dead is better.
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