Escape From Horrorland Redux part 2Horrorland Redux: Part 2 X nervously kept looking towards Kal's back as they navigated through the turns of the park. She wanted to thank him again, but didn't know how without somehow offending the unusually dressed young horror. Finally, she opted to silently follow him to whichever exit he was leading her to. It didn't take long, within the first twenty minutes of her freedom, the pair found themselves face to face with the entrance closest to a ticket booth in the part of the park that looked similar to a horrific carnival. A skateboard lay still next to the ticket booth while a horror similarly wearing something that was not like that of the horrors she'd usually seen sat his head upon it while snoring; proving he was in fact asleep. X wasn't too sure if he was as he'd move the skateboard around in his sleep. Kal seemed to move as though he were about to kick the smaller horror but looked towards X and must've thought better of it. "This should be the way out."
Farside Pub: Family Benny Hopper and most of her family cradled themselves into the nearest shade to get out of the intense Texas heat. Her father's car had broken down along the side of the room around twenty or so minutes ago and her mother offered to take the children and look for a repairman or a phone to call one.As luck would have it, or not, they found themselves within the confines of a shoddy bar labeled Farside Pub. “Mom, I don't like this place.” Piped up Benny's annoying older sister in that horrid nasally voice she insisted on using whenever they were in public or when she wanted to make a point; the poor girl thought it made her sound more mature. “Now dear, don't worry too much. We'll find a phone, call a mechanic, and get something to eat while we're at it. Everyone here seems positively friendly. I wonder if their having a Halloween party? Their costumes are to die for.” Came the caring voice of Benny's mother in orde
Escape From Horrorland Redux part 1Escape From Horrland ReduxWarning: This version is written by an older more mature me...heh..yeah right. But seriously though, this one isn't all cutesy and fangirlish like the last one..this one is my attempt at terror. Which is sort of what I failed to do with my first one. Anyway, I will continue this version if you all want, but for now this is just a second attempt at the first chapter of my old fic Escape From Horrorland. Alot of things will be different. You've been warned. Kal Tupelo was a young up and comer. He was also a horror whom was being taught 'responsibility' by picking up the garbage around the park as part of his unwanted part-time job as a janitor for the less dangerous attractions. His dad had mentioned something about it helping him to get to know the park better. Hog-wash. His father could care less about him so long as his precious park was well taken care of. The young green monster found himself sweeping the new exhibit thanks to this. It was an