Labyrinth said:
For my year 12 muckup day, I plan to get as many people as I possibly can made up to look like the infected from 28 Days Later. Then, after hiding themselves out of site near the entrances to the school, everyone would rush in, snarling and the like, about half way through lunch time. In addition I'd have let on to a few other people so they could be 'victims' who would be chased, get 'vomited' on with blood or such, and a few seconds later jump up and start chasing after everyone else too.
Ohhhh yeahhhh.
That.. is just fantastic.. If you pull it of I fully expect to read about it in the papers. Side not, 28 days later and 28 weeks later are two of my favorite movies. Specially 28 weeks. MMM, Imogen Poots.
Back on topic; this is more of a psychological thriller then a prank. Back in my days of scouting we use to camp up at a place called Tonumbuk, any way, there is a small hut near where we use to camp that has been abandoned for agessss. But all the senior scouts get told the history of it (its just a heritage house that was built by our scout troops founder.) The house use to be looked after by a really nice guy, he spent all his time up in the area doing maintenance on the tracks, removing dangers trees (the ones that where likely to fall down) And just general handy work.
Along with this history comes one of the best scary stories I have ever heard. The story goes on about how on one of the hikes up near Tonumbuk it rained really heavily, and so the group of guys hiking up their got isolated as no vehicles could get down to where they were camped, and they couldn't hike out as the rivers where too high and they didn't want to risk crossing them. The story goes that these scouts decided to seek refuge within the hut.
When they reached the hut, they found it to be deserted, but looking like it had only happened recently, there was a coffee sitting on the bench, although it was ice cold. As well as some half eaten toast. Also the mans dog which followed him everywhere was found curled up in the kitchen, licking the bottom of its food bowl, the dog was wafer thin; looking like it hadn't been fed in ages. So they fed the dog and took him with them, but the couldn't find the man anywhere despite looking for him for the better part of the day. Eventually it started to get dark and they knew they had to make camp or else they might get caught out in the rain in the dark.
So they made camp and lit a fire, did all that sort of stuff. The two senior camps sent the young scouts to bed because the younger ones where getting tired, but the two senior guys weren't yet. So they sat up talking when out through the night they hear this *thwack, thwack, thwack* Like an axe cutting down a tree. One looks at the other and says "did you hear that two." too which he nods in agreement. They are both a little unnerved right now, but they
know that their is a heavy river between them and the direction the noise came from. So they keep reassuring themselves until they hear it again *thwack, thwack, thwack* So a little more unnerved now they turn on their torches and start searching near the embankment, but cant see anything. Then they hear it again, *thwack, thwack, thwack* And this time followed by the sound of a tree falling down in the woods,
really close. As they search towards the sound of the noise with their torches they make out the figure of the man from the hut running along the embankment, axe held over his shoulder, hair disheveled and clinging to his face in the rain, stark, naked.
Needless to say the two guys bolt to their tents and pray. The next day a 4 wheel drive manages to get down to them, and they tell the guy in it of what they saw, police scour the forest but they
never find the guy.
So anyway, as I was relating this story up one night at tonimbuk I got my second in charge (APL) to go out into the forest, and when I reached the *thwack, thwack, thwack* bit he started cutting down a tree. It just so happened that when I got to the bit about the tree falling down the one that my (APL) had been chopping fell. I have
never seen so many kids dash for their tents in complete terror in my life. I
almost felt guilty about it.. almost.
And here is another great prank that never was. In muck up week me and my mates where going to cement a toilet into the oval of our school, but two of them chickened out last minute. I was so sad
But if any one else wants to borrow that one. GOOO FOR IT!
