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STORY STARTER

Desperately trying to fit in, your character agrees to go on an 'initiation night' with their peers, but the games and rituals start to get very realistic...

Continue the story. You could set this at a school/college, new workplace, sports club, etc.

Writings

The Goat House

*READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*

*GRAPHIC CONTENT*


I never thought my first lay would be a goat, but that’s exactly what it was.


I had just moved to a new college and I was desperately trying to fit in. Nobody wants to be a loner. I was 19 and eager to impress anyone and everyone. I did what any sensible young man would do in my situation; join a fraternity.


I should have realized when I joi...

The Team

It’s my first day as a junior in high school at my new school and my first day of tryouts for the volleyball team. I moved to this school because I was bullied I’m really shy. I’ve tried out every year and never made the team at my old school. The coach told me it’s because I don’t play year round like most of the girls so I’m not that good and I’m not as tall as them. I’m pretty sure it’s because...

A Little Game

I wanted to fit in, but I never thought it would lead to this. The games they started to play were getting far too dangerous for me. To be honest, I don’t believe the sorority would be worth the torture, but now I see the joy in it.


It started mild enough a game of chicken the last to move out of the way of the car on the highway was safe. I managed to pass this little initiation task, but a gir...

Dauntless

“Fearless. Powerful. Dauntless.” With a motto like this, it gave fair warning to any logical person that this evening’s activities wouldn’t be a standard “Welcome to University” night out. No, not for the Dauntless Society. You’ve all heard of them; they’re in every college, some more hidden than others. In Galway, the Dauntless Society are a brand in their own right. They are the original secret ...

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Welcome To Restaurant

I've come to work early today

All my friends come out suprised

Welcome to work, yay

What have you got to hide?


Please let me in on it

I've done all my fair share

Just let me have a peek

What are you doing back there?


Lunch breaks over, so they say,

Time for me to prep the sink

But They've been missing all day

Coming back for a refilled drink


Please let me in on it

I've done all my fair share

J...

Cult

Growing up, Blake did everything she could to fit in. She’s now in college and nothing has changed. The first two weeks were rough, but she found a group to stick with during her third week on the university campus. The only way the group would take her in would be if she dyed her hair black, so Blake followed suit. After classes, Blake would hang out with the other girls that were free. She barel...

Incapacitate

“There’s too many scavengers in this sector.” The Demonstrator announced to a regiment of new scavengers; full of misfits and criminals. A Demonstrator is a veteran scavenger who had earned enough and lived long enough to be worthy of teaching his ways to the less experienced.


“Unfortunately, some of you must die. Mostly the weak and feeble. The slow and the dumb. Pass the test and you will be in...

A Growl

At first glance I saw a tiger. No, no way I thought, I’m so drunk I have no idea what I’m looking at. This is crazy and I’m completely hammered. I had hoped and dreamed of joining the Phi Betas since I was a kid and we would drive by their sorority house. I would see all the pretty girls lined up outside drinking from sparkly cups and laughing uncontrollably. I wanted to be part of that. My dad wa...

In The Beginning

I’ve always been on the outskirts. Never caring for approval but when you meet someone you sometimes get carried along with how they are...that’s how it started.

An initiation night apparently. A lot of fun they said. Harmless was the word they used.

At first it was tiny things, fun things. Hiding stuff from people who lived nearby. I could do that. They’d find it again eventually anyway.

Then ...

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Rites Of Passage

Little did they know but they were dealing with a survivor of abuse. In my childhood, I was physically and mentally abused by my crack-head mother and sexually abused by a string of worthless pieces of humanity, otherwise known as my mother’s boyfriends. I’ve endured hunger, cold, sleep deprivation, you name it. And I’ve done what I could to survive. If that meant walking the streets looking for g...

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