User blog:Jallybwan/Truth or Dare - Prologue

All was dark in the studio. All the wiki-goers had finished a hard day of edit racking work and were ready to sleep. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, although how that pin would drop without anyone awake is up for debate. Some would claim ghosts, but Ghosty was in bed. The most likely explanation would be anons, for their sleep patterns were not catalogued.

However, in this particular instance, there was one person up. One with… interesting plans in mind. One who was never truly asleep, who watched over one specific person to keep them safe from harm. This person was Jally. The chubby, cheeky bugger with a heart of fat gold and eyes the same colour. The one whose insignia was OBVIOUSLY A PHOENIX, NOT A DRAGON.

The narrator coughed as he attempted to get back on topic.

Of course, Jally would never be so careless as to drop a pin. He knew they had feelings – they just had trouble expressing themselves at times. Either way, there were no pins in his room. Only… things. Things that no-one, not even him, knew the origin of. His residence was a part of the Nexus he lived in, the same force that controlled him when his charge died. Some who had witnessed this change would claim Nexus to be nothing but a force of destruction, but this was untrue. It was simply an extension of Jally’s will.

This night was like any other night. Everyone except Jally was sleeping, and he himself was vigilantly stalking protecting Chengsha. His ears listened for any sound, anything out of place – and of course, any pins dropping. He didn’t have a crush on Chengsha, not at all. For reasons he could not understand, his purpose in life was to keep her alive, and the punishment for failure was... unpleasant, to say the least, for the killer.

Deciding Chengsha would be safe for the night, he stretched and phased through her door into the hallways of the studio. Although it was pitch black he could see perfectly fine. Being nocturnal did have its perks. As he returned to the Nexus, however, he heard something. It wasn’t a bad something, but something nonetheless. He shrugged, figuring he had nothing better to do, and walked down the hall to where he thought the noise came from. It was the sitting room, but why would there be anything happening in there?

Entering the room, he looked around, his trained eyes scanning every inch of the darkened area. He couldn’t see anything much… but what was that strange shape in the corner? He walked closer to it. Whatever it was, it looked human. But he couldn’t really see any defining features about it – and that was how he knew what it was.

“Why is there an anon in here? I thought Yami made it impossible for them to get in…”

The anon chuckled. “I am not just any anon, Jallybwan. I am THE anon. And you are merely a pawn in my game.”

Jally sighed. This was obviously another troll. He noticed some graffiti on the wall behind the anon. A vandal too. Haw would be pleased to get his hands on this one. He said nothing and moved towards the anon, silently preparing his chain knife behind his back in case anything went awry.

“Look buddy, I don’t care what you’re doing but that graffiti there’s against the rules. I’m gonna need to take you to Haw so he can deal with you.”

The figure chuckled. “Did you not hear me?”

Suddenly, the whole room was bathed in light as a booming voice declared its presence.

“I AM THE LORD OF ANONS! NOTHING YOU CAN DO WILL STOP ME!”

The noise shook the whole studio, waking everyone inside up. Doors banged open and their residents popped their head through the doorframes.

“What the hell’s going on here?”

<p class="MsoNormal">That was Yami, the leader and main face of the Wiki. She was a middle-aged woman but it didn’t show on her; she was an adorable little blue ghost of around 2 feet tall. Of course, she was the most respected person in the entire studio, commanding nothing but absolute reverence for her power. Now, however, that meant nothing in the face of the mighty Anon.

<p class="MsoNormal">”I’VE BEEN BORED RECENTLY… SO YOU’RE GOING TO PLAY A LITTLE GAME TO ENTERTAIN ME! EVER HEARD OF…”

<p class="MsoNormal">The wiki-goers trembled in fear, awaiting what was surely to be their death sentence. But the next thing that came out of the Anon’s mouth made their terror increase tenfold…

<p class="MsoNormal">“TRUTH OR DARE?!”

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<p class="MsoNormal">That's right, we're going to play a game! Send in your truths and dares to this thread:

<p class="MsoNormal">http://town-of-salem.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:169962

<p class="MsoNormal">You can send in as many truths/dares as you want, so get those brains working! WE WILL TORTURE THESE PATHETIC WIKI-GOERS AND SHOW THE WORLD THAT THE ANONS ARE THE MOST POWERFUL FORCE TO EXIST!!!!!!

<p class="MsoNormal">(Future chapters will be written in script format)