So /x/, the great January march on yourworldoftext.com was a complete success, many people reached paradise and left their /x/-mark. Shall we go again? for those who dont know yourworldoftext is a huge notepad that anyone can write. just keep scrolling north. after page 100 trolling gets considerably weak. you will feel like you are on an epic journey and if you manage to reach paradise...well you just have to experience it.

Onwards /x/, I believe in you.

Alright niggers. Share your best UFO/Alien encounter stories. Anything goes.

>Be 15
>Be out camping at lake
>Sun is setting
>Everyone else sleeping, it's been a long day
>I can't sleep, so I decide to do a little fishing
>Look up
>Small red ball up in sky
>lolwut
>Squint at it
>It's shiny, very shiny, and very red. Like a metallic red
>Sort of like iron man
>It's insanely high up
>Maybe as high as a jet
>It's as fast or faster than one
>Run inside to tell Dad
>It's gone by the time we get out

Fuckin' Aliens.

I really want a nope thread going on right now. I need to find out something important. I'll start with my experience.
>Be not even five minutes ago
>Outside with bro having a smoke
>Out of nowhere this huge thing on all fours comes out of nowhere
>Know it's not a dog because it was too loud to be a dog
>This thing does this demonic growl then dissapears
>Nope our way inside
>Die

This morning my boyfriend and I found a strange dead animal washed up on the sandy edge of the East River, beneath the Brooklyn Bridge, on the Manhattan side. Maybe it's just a dog or an absolutely massive rat, but so far it hasn't matched anything we've found online. I took some camera phone photos, but then decided to return with my DSLR for better clarity, which is what I have for you.

So we compared the paws, front and back, to dog skeletons online, and they aren't right. It has five toe things, instead of four and fifth placed a bit back, and on it's back paws it lacks that little thumb/nub thing dogs have a little ways back from their other toes. Part of it's jaw is gone but we do not see any long canine incisors either.

Anyone have an opinion on what this is? I will dump some more images as well.

Lets get a creepypasta thread going, I need to scare the shit out of people that have never seen any REAL /x/ creepypasta. Can I get the grinning green man story, and the story about the monster writing shit on the wall with his families blood while the kid is pretending to sleep in the bed.

Thanks /x/, i appreciate it.

/watch?v=Oq5hMq83kWU
ITT: Slender man sightings/stories. I found this video scarier than most (Pic Related). They do a good job of making it seem so unexpected.. anyways.. post all videos and stories in here.

So /x/, a friend and I are working on a game, similar to Oregon Trail meets RPG, with horror and eldritch themes. Right now, we're getting started on adding more locations, and we'll be needing items and enemies to put in.
Anyone wanna throw in some ideas? For enemies, we'll need stuff that will be low-level encounters and up, following a supernatural theme, like zombies, possibly raiders, minor eldritch mutants, and stronger encounters, like maybe werewolves, wendigos, stuff like that.
For items, we need weapons that can be mundane objects, like planks, crowbars, knives, etc, and we're going to add in unique weapons, and SCP inspired objects.
We could use random little input; just ideas y'all would want to see implemented into it, and eventually we'll start passing it on to let anyone who wants to play around with it.

ITT: personal ghost stories

>be 11 or 12

>live in 50 year old house

>be midnight

>hear footsteps approaching room

>oh shit it's mom better pretend I'm asleep

>mom usually comes to check on me before 10 pm?

>hear door open, footsteps come right up to bed

>mom usually waits at door?

>suddenly whispering starts, like two people are having a quiet conversation

>make out the word "children"

>sense a warm, affectionate feeling

>suddenly silent

>open eyes, door is closed though I never heard it do so, room is empty

>whatthefuck

I have a few more stories from that house, amidst others in general. Maybe I'll share them after a bit.

Here's what's happened to me over the past couple days.

>Visiting my family in the Great North Woods of Wisconsin for my folks anniversary.
>Staying at my parents house.
>Decide to go hiking in the forests of my youth.
>Wander around for a couple hours, once I regain my headings everything is familiar, like I never left them.
>Come upon a trail that I don't remember.
>"Oh cool, someone blazed a new trail."
>Follow trail for about 2 miles or so.
>It comes to a cave.
>The area I grew up in is pretty flat, as in no stone cliffs with caves.
>"Fuck it. Adventure!"
>Get about 10 feet into the cave and get hit with a wave of stink, like rancid skunk farts, if the skunk ate shit.
>Fuck that, head home.
>Dad and Grandpa (dad's dad) sitting on the deck drinking.
>Tell them about the cave.
>Both turn as white as sheets.
>Grandpa asks if I went in and before I can answer my dad says it's alright because I was never baptized.
>Both refuse to speak about it.

Continued in the next post.

So I discovered through another board entirely that my cousin has been posting up stories and pictures about him. Though I was going to submit him to a slow and painful death via disembowelment, I found the little chickenshit had fled with his friends to a neighboring town.

Tell me what he's told you.