Tragic Magic part 1

A Story I just started on recently.
Experimenting with some details and see how well it will work out.
Love to get some feed back about it.
My Email is on one of my pastebin posts.
You know the one, don't be lazy.

Tragic Magic


>You are Anon.
>On planet earth.
>In your one bedroom apartment lurking the internet at 4 in the morning.
>The only source of light is what's coming from the computer screen.
>Headphones on and volume at max.
>You lurk onto an image board and decide to enjoy some funny shit that gets posted.
>You spot a post "seriously this is the funniest shit ever, check the link!"
>Well you are all for laughing at some shit. So you click on the link.
>You are met with a full-screen expanded clip of Zalgo Twilight, screaming.
"HOLY SHIT!!"
>You fall out of your chair, screaming, you headphones blasting the scream at maximum is practically scaring you shit-less.
>Your heart races, the image is burned into your head, and fumble your way back to the computer and nearly have a heart attack closing out the link you clicked.
>What an asshole.
>You reply to the post saying "You fucking asshole, I hope you get anally raped in hell by a demon with a barbed wired shaft. FUCK YOU!"
>The troll replies, "Hey, she's your problem now man. Good luck sleeping and don't blink."
>You want to find the fucker and end him with your wrath.
>You close out the browser and decided to go to your kitchen and make some coffee to keep you up.
>Fucking hell that was scary.
>What did that asshole mean by "she's your problem now"?
>A few minutes later you have your coffee ready, you lean on your fridge and sip your coffee.
>Coffee always helps clear the mind.


>After your cup of coffee, you couldn't sleep now.
>You wanted to find that troll.
>You get back on the computer.
>Time to put put those hacker skills to work.
>If only you actually had hacker skills.
>You click to the thread where the troll posted.
>The thread 404'd, sadly.
>Son of bitch got away.
>That image of Zalgo Twilight is etched into your brain.
>Sleep will have to wait.
>You decided to get your mind off of it.
>You visit YouTube to watch some funny shit.
>After a few minutes of watching dancing fruit bowls, you end up on the weird part of YouTube.
>It is beyond you how this always happens.
>You always end up on some creepy shit.
>You see a video title "Top 10 Mind fuck creepy pastas."
>For some reason you clicked on it.
>Your curiosity wins this round.
>Damn you curiosity.

>You begin watching the video.
>Most of the creepy pasta wasn't that scary.
>The "WHO WAS PHONE?" Made you laugh.
>MOM WAS PHONE, obviously.
>Oh silly people.
>You reach the number one mind fuck creepy pasta.
>Zalgo Twilight.
>Stories of people posting a link on any random website.
>The link containing the very being of Zalgo Twilight.
>Once someone clicks on it, they are haunted by her for the rest of their lives.
>Her image burned into their heads.
>Never ending nightmares would occur every night.
>It then gets as bad as actually seeing and hearing her.
>For each person she's different.
>Some she mentally tortures causing them to go insane.
>And a once in a blue moon occurrence.
>Where Zalgo Twilight sends then to a different realm.
>Just you and her, you can never die.
>Only tortured to your wits end.

>There were interview footage of the insane that suffer from her.
>They all said the same thing.
>She's looking for someone.
>Before you know it, you're at the edge of your seat.
>Watching closely.
>Why are you so interested?
>You're going against all instincts to watch this video.
>The next victim begins to speak.
>"She's hell bent man."
>"There's no stopping her."
>"She will find her love."
>Love? That's a bit odd.
>"Her sorrow knows no bounds, neither does her wrath."
>"We are just people getting in her way."
>"And who is she looking for?" the interviewer asked.
>"She's looking for someone nameless."
>"She's looking for someone unknown."
>The computer shuts down, all lights cut out.
>A complete power outage it seems.
>You are in total darkness.
>Your cell phone rings.
>You check the number.
>No number was displayed.
>You answer it.
>Why is beyond you.
>At first you hear heavy breathing and moaning.
>The person speaks, it sounded like an evil spirit with a female voice with an echo effect sounding like there was more than one of her.
>"It seems I've found who I'm looking for Mr.Unknown."
>You only have one question to ask. WHO WAS PHONE?!

>You hang up the phone abruptly.
>Well, looks like you won't be getting sleep as long as you can breathe.
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>The lights are still out.
>You can't just sit here and wait for the sunrise to come.
>What can you do?
>You bundle up in your chair.
>Talking to someone sure would be nice right about now.
>Wait! You know a gal 5 doors down, she's a night owl just like you.
>And she's a pretty cool friend too. Hell you've known her for years.
>Chill as fuck.
>You have her number.
>It's a good idea to check to see if anyone else in the building had a power outage.
>You take your phone and dial up her number.
>You put your ear to the phone and listen for a dial tone.
>She picks up.
>"Femanony speaking, who am I speaking with?"
"It's Anon."

>"Anon! How ya doing? I haven't heard from you for a while, what made you decide to pick up the phone?"
"Well, one I had a power outage just wondering if you're having the same problem."
>"Nope, watching cheesy infomercials, did you pay your electric bill? That usually does the trick." She said as she chuckled.
"I always pay it on time. As well as this month's."
>"Okay, so what's two?"
"Oh yeah and two, I'm totally scared shit-less, damn creepy pasta."
>"Weird part of YouTube?"
"Yup."
>"That'll do it for ya, why don't ya come on down? I got a fresh pot of coffee waiting."
"French 'nilla?"
>"Of course, French 'nilla is best 'nilla."
>This is why you like her.
>Chill as fuck.
"I'll be there in a few."
>"Alright Anon, see ya."
>You hang up.
>You don't want to be here any longer.
>You stumble and fumble your way to your door.

>You get out of there quicker than you can sneeze.
>Locking the door behind you.
>You're a bit paranoid about letting anything in or out.
>You make your way to Femanony's apartment.
>Knock on the door.
>Femanony answers the door wearing a purple tank top and some comfy looking PJ pants.
>Her black hair let down and relaxed.
>She's in chillmode needless to say.
>"Anon! Glad to see you!"
>She hugs you tightly with a smile on her face.
>After having a moment of hugs she allows you entrance to her place of dwelling.
>You walk in and hit with the sweet smell of french vanilla coffee.
>She's pretty much got everything you have only better.
>She cheats.
>"Well don't just stand there, have a seat, make yourself at home."
>You take a seat at the couch and initiate chillmode.
>"I'll get you that cup of coffee."
"Awesome."
>"And lemme guess, a lot of sugar and cream and a little something mean?"
"You know it. Thanks."
>She smiles and walks into her kitchen.
>You watch her switch her hips back and forth.
>Dat Ass.
>Why haven't you fucked her yet?

>She pulls out some vodka and makes her special blend for your coffee.
>You prop your feet up on the couch and begin watching cheesy infomercials.
>You see why she watches them, the acting is just horribly funny.
>Over exaggerating situations and their solution to the problem.
>Some ads are quiet as a mouse and the next is loud as any rock concert.
>They need to fix that. Still though, shit's funny.
>A couple of minutes later Femanony walks into the living room.
>"Oi! Make some room for me too, move your feet."
>You do as you're told, it's her place after all.
>She has a seat next you and hands you your cup of coffee.
>"So Anon, wanna tell me what got you so scared you had to call me?"
"Alright, it all started with this asshole on this image board..."
>You tell her about what when you clicked the link with your headphones on full blast in total darkness and scared you shit-less and she lost her sides.
>Well fuck you too Femanony.
>You then tell her how you was trying to get your mind off it by looking up funny shit on YouTube, only to end up in the weird part of it.
>When you watched the Top Ten Mind Fuck Creepy Pastas, how number one was Zalgo Twilight and all about her and who she's looking for.
>You tell her what happened when your lights went out and your phone ringing and the brief one sided conversation that took place.
>She smiles.
>The smiling lead to laughter.
>Is she ok in the head?

>"Anon, you know what you gotta do now don't ya?"
"What?"
>"Give her da dick."
>She bursts into a storm of laughter, doing her best to keep her sides intact.
>It seems a little bit of you rubbed off on her.
"Not funny! Come on I'm more than creeped out here."
>"Alright I'm sowie, would it help if you crashed here? I don't mind."
"Really?"
>"Of course, we're good friends, I see why not."
"Thank you!"
>"Not a problem. Just don't piss yourself scared from a nightmare ok?"
"HA! Like that'll ever happen."
>You've never met anyone like her.
>She's so laid back and fun to be around.
>Perfect for each other is seems.
>Seriously Anon, why are you not getting some from her?
>Your thoughts get interrupted by Femanony punching your shoulder.
"Hey!"
>"Oh shut up, enjoy your coffee."
>The next few hours consisted of watching infomercials and drinking Irish French Vanilla coffee.
>Both of you a bit buzzed and laughing at how ridiculous the ads are.
>"Why is it ALWAYS 19.95?"
"I don't even know, but CALL NOW!"
>Femanony rolls on the floor laughing.
>"Fuuuck my sides!"
>You help her up back to the couch.

>After having a moment of side busting humor from cheesy late night ads, you two simmer down.
>"So don't ya think it's time to crash?"
"Yeah, I'm getting a bit tired myself, I think."
>"Alright well I'm gonna hop into the shower right quick. I trust you can keep yourself under control?"
"Pfff what chu talkin'?"
>"Oh come on Anon, you're telling me you don't want a piece of this?"
>She stands up and twirls around and bends over in front of you.
>She then sits on your lap rubbing and grinding her ass on you as she moans.
>She turns to face you and smiles and gives you the bedroom eyes.
>Fuckin' tease.
>She stands up and strikes a sexy pose.
"You aight, don't get all riled up eh?"
>"I could tell you the same thing right now." She says as she looks toward your junk.
>Apparently you're standing at attention.
"Well...ummm."
>She chuckles and giggles.
>"Calm down soldier, I'm just messin' with ya."
>That's her messing with you?
>Bitches be crazy.
>She walks to her bedroom and collects her clothes.
>You prop your feet back up on the couch and lay down.
>Despite all the coffee you had, you're feeling exhausted.
>You're glad you stopped by, Femanony managed to ease your mind a bit.
>She also allowed you to crash her for the night or er...morning?

>You close your eyes and let your mind drift.
>You breathe calmly.
>You're at ease right now.
>No worries at all.
>You finally drift into sleep.
>Wake up at peaceful island.
>You're liking where this is going.
>The sun is setting and beach sand and palm trees are everywhere.
>Ocean waves flowing peacefully as the breeze flows.
>You find yourself laying down in a banana hammock.
>You have some cool shades on.
>Cool Shades Guy.
>Deal with it.
>You hear a set of footsteps approach you.
>"Ginger ale for Master Anonymous."
>Loving this dream.
>You turn to the lovely servant and scared the heart out of your chest.
>Your eyes meet a purple unicorn pony, blacked out eyes and blood running down from them.
>Zalgo Twilight.
>She puts a sinister grin on her face as she floats the drink toward you.
>The sun turns blood red as it drips blood into the peaceful wave of the ocean.
>The water begins to turn blood red as well.
>The sand below you begins to turn pitch black.

>The banana hammock grips you tightly.
>Restricting any movement.
>Zalgo Twilight walks closer to you.
>You try to break free, but no such luck.
>"There's no point in running now."
>Fuck.
>You panic, you don't want this.
>You just want your damn ginger ale.
>You also want to wake the fuck up.
>Anon the shit you put up with.
>You try and squirm as much as you can to get out of the banana hammock.
>She only laughs at your struggle.
>She moves to your closet ear and whispers.
>"My love, there is no escape, now be a good boy and accept your fate."
>Hell no.
>You squirm some more hoping to break free.
>Zalgo Twilight uses her magic to hold you in place.
>"Resist you may, resist you might. Don't be lead astray, you'll lose this fight."
>It would be nice to wake up right about now...

End of Part 1