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\chapter{Station 666}
\by{VelvetEvoker}
{\bf Station 666}
Tommy and his best friend Bobby were twelve years old. They lived
in a small town that reeked of pestilence and a terrible oldness.
Bobby's parents were very strict with their son and
@ -89,13 +89,13 @@ screaming.
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\chapter{The Promise}
\by{Donde Esta}
{\bf The Promise}
5 A.M. is a shitty time for burnt coffee.
@ -282,23 +282,14 @@ going to beat him to it. Luke Bavarious is now on the case.
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\by{henpod}
Fuck man whoever reads all these stories is going to be vomiting
blood like no tomorrow
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\chapter{Johnny the Knifer}
\by{BoldFrankensteinMir}
{\bf Johnny the Knifer}
I stopped short at the counter. I sat down. Coffee poured out the
coffee pot and into my cup, like a pot of brown bullets shooting
@ -410,13 +401,13 @@ homicidal killings. Johnny the Knifer{\ldots} and Johnny the Boy.
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\chapter{A BUTTER KNIFE}
\by{lemonlime}
A BUTTER KNIFE
Martin Boswell was always required to remain at table until Mr.
@ -554,47 +545,12 @@ life.
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\by{King Plum the Nth}
\chapter{The Cave}
I'm beginning to feel a bit self conscious about the lack of vomit
in my entry. vomity vomiting vomit which vomits more vomit
from it's oozy vomitous depths. Hmmm{\ldots}
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\by{BoldFrankensteinMir}
For some weird reason I just keep imagining Luke Bavarius as
halfway between Luke Cage and Benny Hill's toymaker character from
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Am I{\ldots} completely off the mark here, or
what?
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\by{henpod}
I see Bavarious as a Max Payne film noir type detective, but with
loads more vomit and suddenly.
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\by{Monkey Trouble}
{\bf The Cave}
The name's Bavarious. Luke Bavarious, P.I.
@ -705,13 +661,13 @@ The End{\ldots}?
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\chapter{The Bodies of Bavarii}
\by{Hired Gun}
{\bf The Bodies of Bavarii}
It was a haunting and horrid night in the city. Luke Bavarious sat
at the bar. He knew that nights like these only brought trouble.
All night, he had been feeling like he was being followed. He
@ -758,13 +714,13 @@ next to his son. For a moment, the two pairs of dead eyes met.
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\chapter{The Torrid Connection}
\by{Danger408}
{\bf The Torrid Connection}
Cleaning his Beretta for the third time that day, and taking a swig
of cheap whiskey, Luke Bavarious pondered his current case.
@ -873,17 +829,13 @@ meant to be answered.
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\chapter{Hell Cab}
\by{Safe Driver}
These stories are great!
{\bf Hell Cab}
``Wake up, Bavarius! Wake up! Wake up!'' The
dispatcher's voice screeched through the radio.
@ -978,20 +930,13 @@ They made it. Luke Bavarius didn't wake up.
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\chapter[Destiny Calls]{Destiny Calls: A Luke Bavarius Mystery}
\by{ Livestock}
Obviously I'm exempt from winning (and not likely to anyway), but I
thought I'd give it a try.
{\bf Destiny Calls
A Luke Bavarius Mystery}
Luke Bavarius was on edge. For months he'd been receiving
terrifying phone calls from a mad man. The telephone would ring,
Bavarius would pick up, and that horrible voice would speak.
@ -1133,13 +1078,13 @@ skull. Suddenly he gulped. {\em Click.}
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\chapter{Horrid Transformation}
\by{JohnnyThreeToes}
{\em Horrid Transformation}
A man lives in that abandoned house at the end of the street. He is
old and secret, nobody knows that he is in there. Those that do
know don't suspect it is a man, but maybe a dog or a cat living in
@ -1172,23 +1117,12 @@ silently thinks, walking out the door into the lightning.
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\chapter{Flow My Tears, the PI Said.}
\by{King Plum the Nth}
This is just too much fun to let go. If it's not kosher to enter
more than once, I apologize and will be happy to remove one of
these. Ben Biddick, you magnificent bastard, thank you for
providing such a rich literary vein to mine. E: correcting an
annoying number of typos.
* * *
{\bf Flow My Tears, the PI Said.}
The kids from the neighborhood pooled their money to hire me. All
the kids on that street in the Bronx, in New York. One slow day I
was getting ready to leave the office a bit early when a kid pushed
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\chapter{Horror D'oeuvres}
\by{Yogi Byron}
{\bf Horror D'oeuvres}
I am on the verge of tears by the time I arrive at Espace, as
I'm sure that I won't have a good table. However, the
maitre'd shows me my place, a cozy booth next to an aquarium,
@ -1393,21 +1327,12 @@ Bavarious, Head Waiter, Espace.'' Suddenly, I am sobbing.
Interviewee: LARRY BAVARIUS - 05/05/09
So what do you want to know?
{\em Question.}
Okay, see, this is something we're going to have to address
before it starts bugging me: You need to relax.
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\chapter{Little Men}
\by{Zarimus}
{\bf Little Men}
``It has happened again.'' moaned the dark clad priest, his rosary
clenched in his left hand. With his right hand he held the old
phone handset indicative of the respectable poverty of the church
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\chapter{For the Children}
\by{CannedMacabre}
{\bf For the Children}
Norma's Diner is a horrible place to get a cup of joe. The only
reason I was there was to meet a mysterious client that had
insisted on anonymity. He had reached me twice by phone in the past
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\by{BenBiddick}
you guys are phenomenal. I started going through these and am
loving it. dont worry about it Funk in Shoe. I'm just glad you put
something together for this event. Keep going all!
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% bz title was:
% {\bf ****Part 1 of: The Cocoon****}
\chapter{The Cocoon: Part 1}
\by{Ridgely\_Fan}
{\bf ****Part 1 of: The Cocoon****}
This place was new.
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% bz {\bf **** Part 2 of: The Cocoon****}
\chapter{The Cocoon: Part 2}
\by{Ridgely\_Fan}
{\bf **** Part 2 of: The Cocoon****}
The man in the doorway was short and stocky. Pudgy even, though it
was hard to tell in his trenchcoat. His hair was thinning, and had
been clumsily combed to the side. His face shone from sweat or
@ -2390,38 +2303,32 @@ to feed before my transformation. And so feed I did.
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\by{Ridgely\_Fan}
Oops.
Uh, my story features Luke Bavarious' distant Romanian cousin, Luke
Bravarious, also private investigator.
Also:
Edited to include the main theme and to fix some grammatical
problems.
% bz We could correct this for the dude if we wanted to
%\by{Ridgely\_Fan}
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%Uh, my story features Luke Bavarious' distant Romanian cousin, Luke
%Bravarious, also private investigator.
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%Edited to include the main theme and to fix some grammatical
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\chapter{THE BLOOD GAME}
\by{raptorred}
This turned out a lot longer than I expected, but I had more fun
writing it than I'm willing to admit. {\em Except I just
did.}
{\bf THE BLOOD GAME}
Once there lived a maniacally demented hag. The kind of person
whose cruelty made the blood run cold and the nose hairs stand on
end. She made her dwelling in a blood-red house in suburbia, rife
@ -2616,17 +2523,14 @@ Suddenly, Tails was sobbing.
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\chapter{It's just me, 'Luke'}
\by{Lorentz Factor}
Mind you, I've not done any creative writing since I was thirteen.
But figured, what the hell.
{\bf It's just me, 'Luke'}
I stepped from the shadows, those last shadows that were hastily
escaping as the sun pours over the cityscape. I had awoken only
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\chapter{The Horrid Beginning of It All}
\by{BatsBjorg}
Hope nobody else took this tactic -- I read through a lot of the
excellent and awesome entires in the thread, but wanted to get this
posted before time ran out. Without further ado:
{\bf The Horrid Beginning of It All}
Eleven-year-old Luke Bavarious stood frozen in the doorway to his
bedroom. He couldn't turn the light on. He wouldn't be
able to turn it back off from his bed. But he couldn't get to
@ -2876,13 +2774,13 @@ kids' shoes anyway, and Luke Bavarious was a man.
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\chapter{The Sack of Horrors}
\by{Twigand Berries}
{\bf The Sack of Horrors}
I polished off another set of ten and felt that good, deep burn. I
sat up from the bench and flexed, noting with pride the hills and
valleys of my bulging musculature. My sweat caused my sleeveless
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\by{henpod}
I cant help but think some entries are too long. If we are writing
in the style of the notable Mr Biddick, surely it shouldnt be
longer than about 7-800 words?
\chapter{Kindness of Strangers}
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\by{Helmet}
{\bf Kindness of Strangers}
Luke Bavarious was driving his squad car on Old Pine Road. A little
while ago, he had given an important lecture on drug abuse at the
local Middle School. Then he saw it: a black car parked in a field
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\chapter{Creature Of The Night}
\by{invision}
{\bf Creature Of The Night}
Bavarious. Luke Bavarious. I'm a detective. I carry a baretta. A
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\chapter{The Book}
\by{Scissorfighter}
I tried to make it authentic Biddick Style. It also uses the
canonical ``body swap'' interpretation of the ending of ``The Horrid
Reflection.''
{\bf The Book}
Trent Fencer was a bully{\ldots} He liked most to bully children. He
hated all children. Even little Timmy
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\chapter{The Journey}
\by{January}
{\bf The Journey}
The name's Luke Bavarious, private detective. I've seen
some gruesome things in my time. Enough to make a man vomit blood.
That's why I carry a loaded Beretta. Ready to deal expedient
@ -3686,19 +3567,13 @@ replied{\ldots}
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\chapter{Shiny Toy Gun}
\by{katiekawaii}
I dedicate this short story to the literary genius Ben Biddick. No
one could ever do you justice. But I think I gave it a good
shot.
{\bf Shiny Toy Gun}
I am a man. Some may call me a beast. I am also a detective.
Detective Luke Bavarious. I wasn't always a man. I used to be
a young boy. Carefree. But not for long.
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\chapter{The Monsters in the Night}
\by{rinski}
{\bf The Monsters in the Night}
Some would say I have seen it all. They luckily don't know
the half of it. I have both seen it all and then I have
additionally seen some more things. Unspeakably horrible things.
@ -3955,17 +3830,12 @@ screamed and screamed and screamed{\ldots}
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\chapter{The Screw That Turned}
\by{BigSkillet}
Too obscure?
{\bf The Screw That Turned}
``{\ldots}and his little heart, dispossessed, had stopped,'' said a man in
a powdered wig that was reading a story to a group of people.
Everyone else in the group was scared except for one, and he stood
@ -4072,13 +3942,13 @@ stop from the true horror that was his fate all along.
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\chapter{A Red Sky at Night}
\by{HastyDeparture}
{\bf A Red Sky at Night}
The sun slowly sinks in the sky, an orange halo telling of the the
morrow's forecast. The forecast is always the same.
@ -4247,13 +4117,13 @@ what happens. I'm sticking to it.
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\chapter{The Warehouse}
\by{lucifer chikken}
{\bf The Warehouse}
Dripping water echoed through the empty warehouse. I stepped into a
slant of light thrown by security spotlights outside. The sliver of
light was intermittently chopped by an exhaust fan set into the
@ -4434,6 +4304,7 @@ Red lights whirled closer. Suddenly, I was sobbing.
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\chapter{Untitled}
\by{ding dang doo}
@ -4508,17 +4379,13 @@ enough.''
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\chapter{AGAIN}
\by{Dominic Bones}
It'll happen tonight. Happens every night. Never stops.
{\bf AGAIN}
I sat on the edge of my bed, drinking a glass of water I had just
gotten from the kitchen. My dog Bud was laying at the foot of the
bed. I stared into the glass, watching my own reflection, and
@ -4613,27 +4480,8 @@ dreamt of my childs face.
All
spelling errors on purpose. Not drunk, I swear.
% bz All
% bz spelling errors on purpose. Not drunk, I swear.
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\by{ding dang doo}
Dominic Bones posted:
{\ldots}words?
Yeah, let's go ahead and not get drunk and write stories, k?