A Sexy Bleach Choose-Your-Own Halloween Adventure | By : GroovyGondolas Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4320 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It’s never too late to sprinkle a little bit of spooky Halloween mystery into an evening and as you march over to the mausoleum that is exactly what you get. You peek through the stained glass of the door into the tomb, seeing nothing but the red-tinted flicker of a lone candle. As you strain your eyes to see more the wind picks up again, the door swinging open with an unsettlingly welcoming creak. In the center of the cramped marble room lays a large stone coffin, the candle flame dancing and twisting at its head. You try to make out the inscription on the polished stone.
Here lies Ishida Uryuu –
“I haven’t had a visitor in a long time,” says a soft voice from behind you. Standing in the tomb’s doorway, blocking your escape, is ISHIDA THE GHOST.
“GUAAAAHHHH!!” you shriek alluringly as you blindly scramble backwards, trying to put as much space as possible between you and the figure in white.
“Um… you’re sitting on crypt.”
You let out another blood-curdling screech and look beneath you, seeing that you are indeed poised with your butt squarely planted on the stone tomb, decorative carvings digging into the backs of your thighs. If there weren’t one already standing in front of you, you’d definitely be worried about getting an angry ghost. You look at the spirit and he stares right back, looking a bit astonished at the very high-pitched, very distressing noises you are producing.
Eventually you have to stop your squealing and take a breath. Before you can start again ISHIDA THE GHOST gives you a pleading look as if begging you to stop. The scream dies in your throat and you feel guilty. First visitor in who knows how long and he gets one that does nothing but wail like a dying harp seal.
“Sorry about that,” you say, trying to give him some kind of apologetic smile, “I’m not used to talking to, um… people that are…”
“Dead?” he asks, smiling back. He’s the handsomest ghost you’ve ever met for sure. The glasses are a cute touch.
“Yeah,” you respond sheepishly.
“That’s okay, I’m not used to talking to the living all that much either. It takes a lot of energy to maintain a corporeal form, and I can only do it on Halloween. Say, that’s a really neat costume you’re wearing, did you make it?”
- Yeah and you bet your butt this princess spent three hours doing the beading on the corset herself. (Go to #30)
- I think my roommate bought these cat ears at Walmart. (Go to #31)
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