Just one thing I'll add, it's not FFXI related, but I want this to be critiqued, and what better place to put it than a place where people -want- to read 
Please critique *bows*
~Skeletons in the Closet~
“Ok, we checked the whole house,” said the officer.
“And?”
“All we found was her cleaning materials all over the floor, like she dropped it. We have no clue where she has gone. The materials were in front of the closet, so we checked there. Nothing.”
“This… this is weird…”
“This is the 3rd maid in the last week, we might have to bring into questioning, sir.”
“O..k…”
“We’ll call you, just rest on it. I don’t think you murdered anyone. But we still need to question you. Also, don’t think of leaving town. We can hunt you down.” The officer tried to compromise.
The officer and the rest of the policemen left the man’s house. The man sat in his chair and was lost in thought. He just doesn’t know how all 3 maids could disappear. He reached for the newspaper to look for a new maid, but stopped and set it back down, “I can’t let another one disappear.”
The man pondered a bit, and went to where the woman disappeared. He looked at the closet. He opened it. The man tried to scream in terror but he was so terrified he couldn’t make a noise. He was paralyzed at the sight. A gigantic blood-red blob sat in the closet. The faces of the 3 maids were on its body. The red goo was only transparent enough to show outlines of bones. As if the maids were digested in the red slime. The faces of the maids were pale white, eyes rolled to the back of their skull and their mouth’s wide open like if shrieking in terror.
The man didn’t know what to do, he was so afraid. Then the blood red slime let out a scream. A horrifying scream, but it was muffled. It sent chills down the man’s spine. The red creature lashed out and grabbed the man’s arms. And then a third around his neck and picked him up.
“Tell…” It said, “Tell…” it repeated.
The man didn’t know what it was talking about. Then the 3 maids faces said together but in a whisper, “Tell her…”
Then the front door swung open, the creature dropped the man to the floor and closed the closet door. The man fell and sat there in a state of shock.
“Hey hunny, what happened?” Said the woman.
“Hey.. hey.. dear…”
“You ok?”
“I’m fine..” The man said as he got up. He didn’t know what the thing was saying.
The wife opened the closet door, the man jumped a bit, but nothing happened when she opened it. “Nothing, why are you so scared looking?” She smiled a bit.
“I saw.. um.. A rat I guess?”
“Oh… so um.. I heard, 3rd maid this week?”
“Yeah…”
“Ahh…Well, I’m home for tonight, but then tomorrow night I have another business trip.”
The man smiled, “Great! I’ll go cook dinner, go lay down on the couch, we’ll watch a movie, k?” The man acted pleased that she’s home for the night. She smiled.
The man went into the kitchen to start cooking, and he took out the champagne to pour into wine glasses. He poured hers. Then his, but his was red and syrupy. A face in his wine glass formed. “Tell…” He freaked and threw the glass in the sink and it shattered.
“Hun, what was that!?” The wife hollered.
“N-nothing dear, just relax. A glass fell from my hand.” He replied. He went over to clean up the mess in the sink, to his surprise. The red syrup was gone, it was normal wine. He was so confused, and worried. “What… is it talking about…”
He poured another glass. Normal. He started dinner, and put it in the oven. He walked out into the living room and gave his wife a glass and sat next to her, and cuddled. She held the remote and turned on the movie. The movie wouldn’t start.
“I’ll get it…” the man said, as he set down his glass and walked over to the DVD player. He ejected it, then put the disc back in and pushed it back in. He walked back over to the table and went to go pick up his glass, but his fingers were covered in that same red slime.
“What the hell is that?!” She exclaimed.
“I don’t know.. I’ll go wash it, dinner is almost ready anyways.”
He walked into the kitchen and turned on the facet to wash it off, but red slime came from the facet. A puddle formed and refused to go down the drain. “Tell her…” It repeated.
“Tell her what?” He asked.
The red syrup outreached like an arm and hand and slammed the man’s head into the sink and released.
“Ow!”
“Hun, what was that!?” She yelled.
“I tripped, don’t worry about it…” He replied.
“You’re very clumsy tonight.” She giggled a bit.
He looked back at the sink and normal water was running, and his fingers didn’t have that red slime. He shut off the facet and took out dinner and put it on plates and walked out to the living room. They both ate a lovely dinner, and watched the movie.
“I believe I’ll go take a bath.” The wife stated. She got up and went up to the bathroom.
“Ok, I’ll go clean up.”
After an hour, the man was sitting on his bed. Pondering what that red slime meant. Then he heard a scream. The man jumped up and ran down the hall. The woman was on the floor in her nightgown, she was grabbing a hold of the rug and tried to get away from the blood red blob. She was screaming, and blood ran from her eyes.
“Tell her…” It said again.
“Tell her what?! Tell her what!?” He shouted.
The wife looked up at him, her face in so much terror, so much sadness. “Just tell me damn it!” She shouted, crying, pleading, and striving to live.
The 3 maids faces looked at the man, and said, “Us.” At that moment the red goo lashed out and grabbed the man too. Pulled both of them into its body. Then a large buzzing noise sounded.
The man woke up. He looked at his alarm clock. It was buzzing. He looked at his hands. Blood dripped from his palms. “Was this.. a dream? Or reality?” He looked to his side, and his wives side was moved. She’s home. He got up and got dressed and headed downstairs.
As he was walking down the hall to the dining room. His wife said to him, “Well good morning sunshine.”
He smiled, everything was ok.
“Wow.. I just read an interesting article. It was about this woman who was supposedly dating 3 other men. The 3 didn’t know about each other until 1 day they all showed up at her workplace. The 3 men found out that all 3 were dating the same girl. The woman couldn’t handle all 3 of the men’s shouts and their questions. She got herself in such a deep hole. She pulled out a gun and shot all 3 of them, then she shot her self in guiltiness of shooting her 3 lovers. Who would do that? Date 3 men, play them on like that? That’s ridiculous. It also stated here, that a witness heard their conversation. Apparently she called all 3 and told them to meet her at her workplace, but she said she didn’t when they were there. It’s like someone or something told all 3 guys to show up. To stop her sinning, maybe? Life is fickle.” She said.
“Heh.. yeah that’s awful.” He knew what the red blob was telling him to tell. He knew it. His guilty conscience built up, and now he had to tell. However, after hearing that story, he decided not to tell. As he was walking to the dining room, he glanced into the mirror. Behind him was the red slime, with the 3 maids faces.
“Tell her… Tell her… Tell her…” It chanted.
He jumped and was frightened. He turned to look if it was really there, and it was gone. No trace of it. He sighed and stepped forward, and into a glob of red goo. He jumped up again. Maybe it is real, he thought. Out of fear of what the ending of his dream would turn out to be. He walked into the dining room, sat down in front of his wife, and looked her in the eyes.
“What is it dear?” She asked.
“I… have a confession to make.”
“Oh?”
“I… while, you were on your business trips. I… slept with the maids, then the next day they disappeared, it freaked me out.”
“You…”
“I’m sorry… I… Just.. I don’t know…”
“You… slept…. You cheated on me… 3 maids?!” She was so shocked.
The man looked down, and some tears rolled off his cheek.
“I can’t… I don’t know what to say.. or do.. or feel… how could you…” She started to burst into tears.
At this time, he felt so bad. He didn’t know what to do either, but he got it off his chest. He got up to go hug her, to say he’s sorry again. However, when he looked at her, she was holding a knife in her hand, and crying.
“Why… I don’t.. I can’t.. why? Why? Why!?”
Now the man is lost, either he died by the blood red creature, or by his wife. “I’m sorry.” He repeated.
“This is.. Unforgivable. I trusted you… I … I can’t believe it.” She got up and stormed out of the house and got into her car and drove off.
Later that night, she returned home. The man was dead, he shot himself near the closet where he first encountered the creature… or so the detectives thought. They found no gun, or bullet. Only a hole through the man’s heart. A letter was written in his palm. The police examined it.
The creature… It told me to tell you what I have done wrong… I never should have slept with those maids… I got what I deserved. The creature I encountered might have been horrorifying, but it’s not evil. It rids the people of their bad deeds. I cheated on you, and it came back and bit me in the ass. Either way I would have died. This is not a suicide note. I wish to repent for what I did.
The police were confused. This couldn’t be a suicide, but it looks just like one. Later that night they found the woman dead in her very own bed. She too had a note in her hand, and the same hole in her heart.
I met this creature. As horrible it looked, it told me something wise. “Even after death you can be with your husband, I have taught him to stay loyal, but I could not let him live in this life. May you go and be with your husband. If you wish.”
The next part of the letter was written in blood.
She chose to die and be with her husband. Do not ask who I am, for I am not human. Nor do I take form. I live in your imagination. My plan is not to kill, only to bring peace between others. I can look like anything. The two couple are now with each other soulfully.
The police were so scared. They didn’t know what to do. They filed the couple as “Unknown cause of death” and buried with each other at the graveyard. For the next few years and the years leading up to now, many similar deaths have occurred. Was this a way the Grim Reaper could clean the world? No one knows, most religious people thought it as God’s Wrath upon the sinners; other religious groups had related reasons. No one knows if there is a life beyond death, but life is fickle.
Please critique *bows*~Skeletons in the Closet~
“Ok, we checked the whole house,” said the officer.
“And?”
“All we found was her cleaning materials all over the floor, like she dropped it. We have no clue where she has gone. The materials were in front of the closet, so we checked there. Nothing.”
“This… this is weird…”
“This is the 3rd maid in the last week, we might have to bring into questioning, sir.”
“O..k…”
“We’ll call you, just rest on it. I don’t think you murdered anyone. But we still need to question you. Also, don’t think of leaving town. We can hunt you down.” The officer tried to compromise.
The officer and the rest of the policemen left the man’s house. The man sat in his chair and was lost in thought. He just doesn’t know how all 3 maids could disappear. He reached for the newspaper to look for a new maid, but stopped and set it back down, “I can’t let another one disappear.”
The man pondered a bit, and went to where the woman disappeared. He looked at the closet. He opened it. The man tried to scream in terror but he was so terrified he couldn’t make a noise. He was paralyzed at the sight. A gigantic blood-red blob sat in the closet. The faces of the 3 maids were on its body. The red goo was only transparent enough to show outlines of bones. As if the maids were digested in the red slime. The faces of the maids were pale white, eyes rolled to the back of their skull and their mouth’s wide open like if shrieking in terror.
The man didn’t know what to do, he was so afraid. Then the blood red slime let out a scream. A horrifying scream, but it was muffled. It sent chills down the man’s spine. The red creature lashed out and grabbed the man’s arms. And then a third around his neck and picked him up.
“Tell…” It said, “Tell…” it repeated.
The man didn’t know what it was talking about. Then the 3 maids faces said together but in a whisper, “Tell her…”
Then the front door swung open, the creature dropped the man to the floor and closed the closet door. The man fell and sat there in a state of shock.
“Hey hunny, what happened?” Said the woman.
“Hey.. hey.. dear…”
“You ok?”
“I’m fine..” The man said as he got up. He didn’t know what the thing was saying.
The wife opened the closet door, the man jumped a bit, but nothing happened when she opened it. “Nothing, why are you so scared looking?” She smiled a bit.
“I saw.. um.. A rat I guess?”
“Oh… so um.. I heard, 3rd maid this week?”
“Yeah…”
“Ahh…Well, I’m home for tonight, but then tomorrow night I have another business trip.”
The man smiled, “Great! I’ll go cook dinner, go lay down on the couch, we’ll watch a movie, k?” The man acted pleased that she’s home for the night. She smiled.
The man went into the kitchen to start cooking, and he took out the champagne to pour into wine glasses. He poured hers. Then his, but his was red and syrupy. A face in his wine glass formed. “Tell…” He freaked and threw the glass in the sink and it shattered.
“Hun, what was that!?” The wife hollered.
“N-nothing dear, just relax. A glass fell from my hand.” He replied. He went over to clean up the mess in the sink, to his surprise. The red syrup was gone, it was normal wine. He was so confused, and worried. “What… is it talking about…”
He poured another glass. Normal. He started dinner, and put it in the oven. He walked out into the living room and gave his wife a glass and sat next to her, and cuddled. She held the remote and turned on the movie. The movie wouldn’t start.
“I’ll get it…” the man said, as he set down his glass and walked over to the DVD player. He ejected it, then put the disc back in and pushed it back in. He walked back over to the table and went to go pick up his glass, but his fingers were covered in that same red slime.
“What the hell is that?!” She exclaimed.
“I don’t know.. I’ll go wash it, dinner is almost ready anyways.”
He walked into the kitchen and turned on the facet to wash it off, but red slime came from the facet. A puddle formed and refused to go down the drain. “Tell her…” It repeated.
“Tell her what?” He asked.
The red syrup outreached like an arm and hand and slammed the man’s head into the sink and released.
“Ow!”
“Hun, what was that!?” She yelled.
“I tripped, don’t worry about it…” He replied.
“You’re very clumsy tonight.” She giggled a bit.
He looked back at the sink and normal water was running, and his fingers didn’t have that red slime. He shut off the facet and took out dinner and put it on plates and walked out to the living room. They both ate a lovely dinner, and watched the movie.
“I believe I’ll go take a bath.” The wife stated. She got up and went up to the bathroom.
“Ok, I’ll go clean up.”
After an hour, the man was sitting on his bed. Pondering what that red slime meant. Then he heard a scream. The man jumped up and ran down the hall. The woman was on the floor in her nightgown, she was grabbing a hold of the rug and tried to get away from the blood red blob. She was screaming, and blood ran from her eyes.
“Tell her…” It said again.
“Tell her what?! Tell her what!?” He shouted.
The wife looked up at him, her face in so much terror, so much sadness. “Just tell me damn it!” She shouted, crying, pleading, and striving to live.
The 3 maids faces looked at the man, and said, “Us.” At that moment the red goo lashed out and grabbed the man too. Pulled both of them into its body. Then a large buzzing noise sounded.
The man woke up. He looked at his alarm clock. It was buzzing. He looked at his hands. Blood dripped from his palms. “Was this.. a dream? Or reality?” He looked to his side, and his wives side was moved. She’s home. He got up and got dressed and headed downstairs.
As he was walking down the hall to the dining room. His wife said to him, “Well good morning sunshine.”
He smiled, everything was ok.
“Wow.. I just read an interesting article. It was about this woman who was supposedly dating 3 other men. The 3 didn’t know about each other until 1 day they all showed up at her workplace. The 3 men found out that all 3 were dating the same girl. The woman couldn’t handle all 3 of the men’s shouts and their questions. She got herself in such a deep hole. She pulled out a gun and shot all 3 of them, then she shot her self in guiltiness of shooting her 3 lovers. Who would do that? Date 3 men, play them on like that? That’s ridiculous. It also stated here, that a witness heard their conversation. Apparently she called all 3 and told them to meet her at her workplace, but she said she didn’t when they were there. It’s like someone or something told all 3 guys to show up. To stop her sinning, maybe? Life is fickle.” She said.
“Heh.. yeah that’s awful.” He knew what the red blob was telling him to tell. He knew it. His guilty conscience built up, and now he had to tell. However, after hearing that story, he decided not to tell. As he was walking to the dining room, he glanced into the mirror. Behind him was the red slime, with the 3 maids faces.
“Tell her… Tell her… Tell her…” It chanted.
He jumped and was frightened. He turned to look if it was really there, and it was gone. No trace of it. He sighed and stepped forward, and into a glob of red goo. He jumped up again. Maybe it is real, he thought. Out of fear of what the ending of his dream would turn out to be. He walked into the dining room, sat down in front of his wife, and looked her in the eyes.
“What is it dear?” She asked.
“I… have a confession to make.”
“Oh?”
“I… while, you were on your business trips. I… slept with the maids, then the next day they disappeared, it freaked me out.”
“You…”
“I’m sorry… I… Just.. I don’t know…”
“You… slept…. You cheated on me… 3 maids?!” She was so shocked.
The man looked down, and some tears rolled off his cheek.
“I can’t… I don’t know what to say.. or do.. or feel… how could you…” She started to burst into tears.
At this time, he felt so bad. He didn’t know what to do either, but he got it off his chest. He got up to go hug her, to say he’s sorry again. However, when he looked at her, she was holding a knife in her hand, and crying.
“Why… I don’t.. I can’t.. why? Why? Why!?”
Now the man is lost, either he died by the blood red creature, or by his wife. “I’m sorry.” He repeated.
“This is.. Unforgivable. I trusted you… I … I can’t believe it.” She got up and stormed out of the house and got into her car and drove off.
Later that night, she returned home. The man was dead, he shot himself near the closet where he first encountered the creature… or so the detectives thought. They found no gun, or bullet. Only a hole through the man’s heart. A letter was written in his palm. The police examined it.
The creature… It told me to tell you what I have done wrong… I never should have slept with those maids… I got what I deserved. The creature I encountered might have been horrorifying, but it’s not evil. It rids the people of their bad deeds. I cheated on you, and it came back and bit me in the ass. Either way I would have died. This is not a suicide note. I wish to repent for what I did.
The police were confused. This couldn’t be a suicide, but it looks just like one. Later that night they found the woman dead in her very own bed. She too had a note in her hand, and the same hole in her heart.
I met this creature. As horrible it looked, it told me something wise. “Even after death you can be with your husband, I have taught him to stay loyal, but I could not let him live in this life. May you go and be with your husband. If you wish.”
The next part of the letter was written in blood.
She chose to die and be with her husband. Do not ask who I am, for I am not human. Nor do I take form. I live in your imagination. My plan is not to kill, only to bring peace between others. I can look like anything. The two couple are now with each other soulfully.
The police were so scared. They didn’t know what to do. They filed the couple as “Unknown cause of death” and buried with each other at the graveyard. For the next few years and the years leading up to now, many similar deaths have occurred. Was this a way the Grim Reaper could clean the world? No one knows, most religious people thought it as God’s Wrath upon the sinners; other religious groups had related reasons. No one knows if there is a life beyond death, but life is fickle.
