Truth or dare

[robokatt12]

Whoever reads this first has to take the dare, since I'm starting this game that way. You must answer this simple question-
Truth-"What is the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to you?" (You answer and then pass it along however you'd like, including specifying the next player)

[WelchWitch]

hahhahahaha bunch of chickens...15 views and no responses. I will answer but first.....scary , crime wise or? What kind of terrifying?

[Big Perm]

That was sorta my reaction: scary has such a diverse meaning amongst this particular group of collective individuals.

[WelchWitch]

Exactly, hell scary is being the ony 600 year old witch and not yet burned at the stake.

[robokatt12]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (WelchWitch @ Aug 31 2006, 09:11 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}> (index.php?act=findpost&pid=479)</div>
Exactly, hell scary is being the ony 600 year old witch and not yet burned at the stake.[/b]

Well, if nobody bites, that&#39;s hunky-dory. I was just trying to do something a little different, just to stimulate some lively "conversation".
My experience was one involving a late night (probably 3 or 4 am) of partying in Chicago. It had been raining off and on all night but now it was really coming down in buckets. I was making my way towards the "el" (elevated train) station for the journey home when I saw something in the middle of Clark Street. It was a man lying on his back. There wasn&#39;t much traffic, but it still amazes me that nobody stopped to help this guy out.
Now, things get decidedly worse. I assumed at first that he had gotten so drunk that he had simply passed out in the street. Upon closer inspection I realized that the guy was bleeding profusely from the back of his head. He was mumbling and drooling and his eyes were rolled back. I carefully dragged him out of the street and onto the sidewalk and covered him with my jacket, which was soaked at this point. I took my T-shirt off and tried to slow his bleeding with it-but didn&#39;t want to press on his skull because I couldn&#39;t what the damage was. Meanwhile, it&#39;s still raining cats and dogs and there&#39;s nobody else around. He was gurgling and uttering gibberish, shivering and bleeding, dying right in front of me.
Naturally, I ran about a block and a half back to Berlin (the club that I&#39;d had so much fun at earlier) and called an ambulance.
I returned to the man and waited for help to arrive, trying to comfort him.
"You&#39;re going to be okay, hang in there..." or whatever it was that I said to this man who obviously wasn&#39;t going to be okay at all. Not too much later, the paramedics showed up. I told them what little I knew about this man and they rushed him away. I went home shirtless and shaken by the experience.
I still find myself wondering what had happened to him (hit and run, drive-by shooting?) and what the outcome was for this stranger.

[moodeous]

Wow. I can&#39;t believe no one responded to that post... I guess this thread just kind of got lost in the Haunting Season excitement. Robeaukatt, thats a seriously intense experience. Its nice to know that there is still good in the world and while I&#39;m sure it was a bewildering experience I&#39;m glad you stopped and took care of someone in need.

As for me... I can&#39;t really recall anything so terrifying. The closest would be when I was 17... I was riding with two of my High School girlfriends after school let out. My friend Erin was driving and I was in the front passenger seat with my good friend Michelle in the backseat. We were on our way to the mall or something appropriately high school oriented waiting at a traffic light. My friend Erin went to turn left across the intersection and really all I remember is looking out the side window and watching a pick up truck come barreling towards me. After that a lot of crashing metal and glass. Three cars were involved in the accident and I think we were fortunate to be in a rather large SUV. No one was hurt, but when it happened it was definitely the most actively scary thing to happen.

A close second would be going to view the remains of a car crash a dear friend had been in. His SUV rolled one morning on some black ice and the truck slid on its roof into oncoming traffic where he was hit again. The wrecked truck had been compressed so much that it was smaller than my 89 honda accord and its a wonder he lived, much less got away with a collapsed lung. But today he is happy, healthy and well!

Sorry to dwell on vehicle related scares.... but you asked!

So whats next? Another truth? A dare?

[robokatt12]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (moodeous @ Sep 25 2006, 02:56 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}> (index.php?act=findpost&pid=797)</div>
So whats next? Another truth? A dare?[/b]


Thanks, moodeous! Yeah, I guess there&#39;s too many other things on people&#39;s minds, what with the Haunting Season right around the corner. *glee!* You can Truth or Dare anybody you&#39;d like...and hopefully he/she/it will respond accordingly. Maybe we can send a PM to alert them to the fact that they&#39;re "up"?

[moodeous]

Alrighty then, I&#39;m gonna call on fellow critic and carpool buddy ::jAson:: but to truth or dare, that is the question????

Hmmm since I don&#39;t know how one executes a forum dare, I&#39;ll ask for another truth: Tell us about a scare related ritual you remember from childhood? (ie. daring friends to sneak into adandoned places, playing bloody mary, etc)

[jasonbach]

Back in my college town of Oxford, OH there are quite a few haunted ghost stories - one involving this motorcyclist who was killed in an accident out on some rural road. The dare goes like this: You drive out to that very same road at midnight, and turn your car around and park facing the direction you just came. turn your car off, and flash your brights 3 times. Now, there&#39;s a series of rolling hills on this long stretch of road. After you flash your lights, you wait. You are supposed to see one headlight appear in the distance as it rides towards you. It will then disappear into one of the dips (supposedly where the guy died) - and then not reappear at all.

My girlfriend (at the time) and I tried this out one late october our senior year. It was pretty foggy and when you&#39;re sitting there in the dark, surrounded by cornfields and fog, waiting on a motorcycle ghost to appear - well, it&#39;s pretty damn unnerving. We flashed the lights and sat there for like 10 minutes. Nothing happened. just as we agreed to get the hell out of there, and I was turning the key in the ignition, out pops a lone headlight way in the distance. We thought we were seeing things, b/c we couldnt at first make out if it was just one headlight or a car. But the closer it got, the more obvious it became that it was just one light. My girlfriend and I just stared in horror, speechless. It made it&#39;s way into on of the dips in the rode...and never came back up.


I also have another story about Oxford and one of the dorms and gardens nearby involving a mysterious cloaked figure. but thats for another day. Oxford has so many haunted stories like this, they actually teach a class on it at Miami.

http://www.lib.muohio.edu/mysteries/

The Reid Hall murder is our best one I think..

[robokatt12]

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (::jAson:: @ Sep 26 2006, 10:43 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}> (index.php?act=findpost&pid=819)</div>
The Reid Hall murder is our best one I think..[/b]

Cool and creepy stuff, jason. Thanks for the shivers. You&#39;re up at bat to Truth or Dare somebody now.

[jasonbach]

oh yeah - Rob - I dare you to "lose" Scarica in a haunted house if she&#39;s in your group, i/e somehow she ends up first or last in line. (sorry Scarica - you should never reveal your fears to a group of people that review haunted houses). This would be fun, b/c I am temped to see the nuclear fallout war that would ensue.

[Scarica]

Ha ha, Jason! I didn&#39;t mean that I never was first or last...in fact, I frequently am. It&#39;s just in the one or two claustrophobic areas that I need the breathing room. You seriously don&#39;t want to mess with me in those few situations... http://www.octoberlounge.com/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/ohmy.gif

Other than that, I&#39;m all for being lost or having my head messed with. Ask Dayvid about the time I blacked out in a haunt! Ahhhh...what fun!