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One we were scum of the Earth Now we've cleared our names In Nifelheim came rebirth Baptized in Mount Doom's flames A decade now we've fought this war Never yielding from our path Our journeys take us to foreign shores Where we let our metal blast We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled But we always made it through - Vs the world This may be our last quest Before we're put to rest The end is coming soon - Vs the world Warriors of the grave tooks us south Hell bent on genocide They made us face the brutal truth This would be no easy ride Grotesque creatues of the sky Met with us on winter fields Christian god cast aside - Massacre of hallowed eve We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled But we always made it through - Vs the world This may be our last quest Before we're put to rest The end is coming soon - Vs the world Persian demons brought us south On merciless campaign We've raided the western shores Always going against the grain All these years we've fought to win And sometimes almost died I tell you now we won't give in Without a vicious fight We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled Versus the world
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AllenJacoby !n/GHOuL3Zs
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How obnoxiously-pretentiously-attention-whorish is it that the main reason I lurk creepypasta threads is to see if any of my works will get posted? pic related...it's not one of mine.
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12/? anyone still here or should i stop
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>>8354793 im here mo chara
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I'm still here
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14/? this one kind of sucks
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>>8354828 If you post so big stories people will be busy reading.
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>>8354743 >gif was there something going to pop up i'm too fucking scared to read it again ;_;
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>>8354856 theres nothing going to pop out i promise
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>>8354867 i refuse dammit, the only seeing red thing creeped me out enough :(
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>>8354867 need me to post it as not a gif then mo chara?
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>>8354895 yeah that would be apreciated
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Just wrote this...I think it sucks. AllenJacoby !n/GHOuL3Zs Sun 07 Aug 2011 07:57:00 No. 8354910 Report The Devil has a driver. I saw him today, as I have seen him before. The car is always different, but it's always a luxury car, like a Mercedes or a Jaguar, and it's always a dark silver. You can see him yourself, if you live in a large enough city, like Los Angeles or London, even someplace like Madrid or Glasgow. The Devil always sits in the back seat, directly behind his driver. The first few times I saw him, here in LA, he was an elderly white man, with no hair that I could see, not even eyebrows. He wore a dark suit, a black (almost cowboyish) hat, and dark red sunglasses. The shades should have looked ridiculous, but they didn't. The way he carried himself in that car was nothing less than sinister. Since then, I've seen him twice in LA again, once in London, and again in New York. I travel a lot for business, and if I'm ever in a Metropolitan area, I make sure to look. Except for the first few times, he has always been a different person...except for those sunglasses. They stay. But I was talking about the driver. It's the driver who interests me. He wears a cheap suit, no hat, and is kind of a swarthy fellow. Maybe half-Indian, I've begun to think. He never changes, you see. At least, he doesn't change like the Devil does. He changes like a regular person; he ages. And, the last few times I've seen him, he almost seemed sick, weak. Cancerous. A harrowed look in his eye, one palm smearing the sweat from his face. I'm sure the Devil likes his car well heated, after all. Today was the worst, though. He looked...awful. On death's door. I was right next to them, at a stoplight, and I couldn't help but stare at him, watch him, and think how sick he looked. And wonder how he had even gotten the gig in the first place. Just as the light turned green, I couldn't resist, and glanced in the backseat. The Devil was looking at me. He was a younger man this time, still white, dark haired, and there was a smile on his face that could cut diamonds.
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And the rest, yeah, i think it sucks. AllenJacoby !n/GHOuL3Zs Sun 07 Aug 2011 07:57:00 No. 8354914 Report >>8354910 As his car started to pass mine, he saw me watching the driver, and there was something in his smile that knew what I was thinking. He brought his hand to his face, lowered the glasses, and gave me a wink. His eyes were neither the red of hellfire or the black of coal, but there was something hideously inhuman about their brown tint, and it made me shiver.
He raised the glasses, still smiling, and drove off. But I don't like the way he singled me out. I've seen him so many times now, it doesn't feel like coincidence, and the thought of seeing him again makes me sick all over.
Makes me sicker, because I got a letter in the mail. A job offer.
The President of Light-Bringer Industries needs a driver.
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I am here The king come down
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>>8354951 the first time I read this one my power went out, scared the fuck out of me, until I saw the power company truck in the street
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>>8355051 my laptop dislikes my charger and randomly forces itself to shut off quite frequently so i was expecting that to happen
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>>8355039 holy shit, only creepy pasta I ever laughed at lol
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Are you playing music? Please, for the love of God tell me you’re playing music, tapping your fingers, humming a tune under your breath – anything! You have to. Maybe you haven’t heard it yet, heard what I’ve heard. The heartless chattering of inhuman voices, monstrous words stuttering across the static in between the stations...and what makes them worse, what makes them so dark and sick and wrong...there’s no music in them. Absolutely none. Do I sound crazy to you? I suppose I must. I haven’t explained. I have to explain, I should explain. But it’s so hard to type things out right with the stereo so loud, humming along under my breath. I’ll stop humming, then. I can take a break from that. Besides, the typing of these keys is sort of melodious, in its own way. And the stereo is so loud, and it’s a CD, so I don’t have to worry about commercials, or worse...the static. That’s what started it all, you see. The static. I was normal, ordinary, calm...just like you, I’m willing to bet. I went to college, had a job, went on dates, all of that sort of thing. Ordinary stuff. In fact, I was completing an average, ordinary day, on my way home from work, kind of late. I hit one of the buttons on my radio to switch stations. Normally, when I’m coming home later in the evening, I listen to Love Line with Doctor Drew on KROQ, but it went to commercial and I switched the station. In the Los Angeles, there’s a great station called KRTH-101, plays all of the great oldies that you grew up listening to with your grandparents. Anyway, I switched the station right into the middle of “American Pie,” and it was coming in surprisingly staticky.
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That’s what started it all, you see. The static. I was normal, ordinary, calm...just like you, I’m willing to bet. I went to college, had a job, went on dates, all of that sort of thing. Ordinary stuff. In fact, I was completing an average, ordinary day, on my way home from work, kind of late. I hit one of the buttons on my radio to switch stations. Normally, when I’m coming home later in the evening, I listen to Love Line with Doctor Drew on KROQ, but it went to commercial and I switched the station. In the Los Angeles, there’s a great station called KRTH-101, plays all of the great oldies that you grew up listening to with your grandparents. Anyway, I switched the station right into the middle of “American Pie,” and it was coming in surprisingly staticky. “The three men I admire most...” Static. “Father, Son...Ghost.” Loud burst of static. I was staring at the radio by then, but looked up just in time to come to a screeching halt as the light in front of me turned red. “...for the Coast...The day...the music...died.” The last verse had barely come through, and just as the chorus was about to hit, the radio grew silent. I mean, deathly silent. No more chitter chatter or pops or fizzes, just utter silence. And that’s when I first heard them speak.
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>>8355082 OH JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE
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How can I describe their voices to you? It would be like trying to describe what a guitar sounds like, or if you had to explain to a blind person what the color red was. If you haven’t experienced it, then I can’t fully convey to you what it’s like. It’s completely devoid of music, do you understand? When people talk to you, they have tone. Intonation. Hidden within their words and sentences are little bits of melody, tiny highs and lows that reveal what they’re feeling, what kind of person they are. It’s the sort of signature in a girl’s voice that makes you want to fall in love right in front of her, or the passion in a musician’s song that sends your heart reeling along with him. Every single thing we say, even the most monotonous of us, has some hidden gem of melody within it. Their voices don’t have that. Their words aren’t words, not like ours; but you can understand them. Hideous clicks and chirrups and almost sneezes, the sounds shove their way into your ears and roll around in your head. And you feel cold, cold all over. I think it’s because they speak with their heads, or something, some kind of telepathy. It just gets stuck through the radio, which broadcasts it as those awful clicks and buzzes. And I was sitting in the car, my foot resting easy on the gas pedal, unable to really move or think with these alien thoughts in my heads, and I wanted nothing more than to sing or hum or clap my hands, because from the moment I could hear their voices, my soul felt numb. I figured it out, you see, the reason their voices don’t have music. It’s because those words were just thoughts, and the mind that thought them up has never fallen in love with a girl or listened to an opera because the mind that thought them up doesn’t have a heart.
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I flicked off the radio right them and there, but it was too late. The things they said! I told you I could understand the thoughts, didn’t? Squirming around in my head like cold eelflesh. Their thoughts were of conquering, of feasting upon the flesh and minds of man, and ruling this world once again. Worse yet, one of the voices had even laughed, obscene mirthless laughter that had sent my stomach churning in knots. I had flicked off the radio after the laugh, but not before I heard one last message, clearer than all the others. The other voices had been on connotations, images, single words or phrases. This one was different. It had been directed, with proper English grammar. Directed at me. “It can hear us.” I drove home that night with the radio off. I realize now that that was probably a mistake, but in my state of mind, could you blame me? The idea of hearing one of those cacophonous voices roiling in my mind was enough to make me drive in as much silence as possible. When I got back to my apartment, I ran inside and vomited into the kitchen sink. I couldn’t make it to the bathroom. I just remember lying there, on the floor, curled up into a ball, and making these godawful mewling noises. At the time, I didn’t even think I was making them. After about ten minutes of that sort of coping, I got up, cleaned the puke from my mouth and drank a glass of water, and tried to convince myself to sleep.
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The phone rang before I could even get all the way into bed. In hindsight, I probably wouldn’t have even answered it, were it not such a reflex of this mechanized age. I pushed TALK and held the thing up to my ear. “Hello?” Silence for a moment. Then static. LOUD static. I was baffled for just a second, but a second was all it took for the cackling and chirping of the Voices to start in, sending sounds of horror and souldeath shuddering through my brain. A second, and then I hung up and hurled the phone on the ground. I screamed aloud, pounding my fists into the bed. It was a primal, animal scream, but at least it was alive, and my own. There was music to it. I ran around the apartment in a mad fit, still screaming, and unplugged all of the phones from the walls. I removed my cell phones battery. I then took my stereo system and beat it viciously against the kitchen floor, until fuses and diodes littered the linoleum like organs. I was making a move for my iPod when I stopped in my tracks, gazing down at the white headphones like a lifeline, connected to the tiny black-metal rectangle.
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The voices. They were in static. They had no music. Ipods, however, did nothing much more than play music. I remember how foolish I felt, how tentative; surely whatever monstrosities had produced those Voices in my mind could not be stopped by a little music? My fingers fumbled their way around the slick plastic earbuds, but finally fitted them into my ears. The screen lit up, the click wheel spun, and my nervous thumbs navigated my music library, until one of them grew ambitious enough to hit play. Piano. Paul McCartney’s Voice. No static. I sat in disbelief for what must’ve been three Beatles’ songs, until finally I realized, with blessed relief, that they weren’t coming through. The Voices didn’t exist in music! I slept on the couch that night, curled up into a ball with the headphones in my hears, playing through the entire Fab Four Anthology. When I woke up with the sun streaming through my window, there was silence...which I quickly rectified by charging my iPod and blasting more music.
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That was a week ago. I tried to adapt to the situation pretty quickly, but it became quite clear that there was no way to lead a normal life with my new...awareness. After all, I can’t constantly be playing music when I’m at work, or talking to friends, or on a date. The thing about it is, you don’t really realize how much static is out there! I haven’t been able to totally escape their eldritch calls. That very next day, I heard one of them beckoning in the static from someone switching the television channel in a department store window. A hideous whisper uttered from a stranger’s cell phone. Even malicious promises from the buzzing of the telephone wires. I couldn’t lead a normal life, but I could fight back. Because I really figured it out. Why we make music in the first place. Don’t you see now, just by reading what I’ve written here? Music kills them, or weakens them, or maybe just keeps them wherever it is they are. Think about it...every single society, since the dawn of time, has made music in some way or another. They’ve found sticks and drums in archeological digs that date back to Neanderthal times. And everyone, everyone can sing, however bad; we all have the innate ability to recognize and make patterns and tunes. All of this, because, some dark time forever ago, we found out it was the way to banish something truly evil from the world.
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Only now, it’s found a way back. In all of the static that’s buzzing and weaving through the air, the entropic bits of extra electricity that don’t have much music to them. If anything, it’s static that kills the music, whether it be a song or a person’s voice, a telephone or a radio. They’ve found that way through, and they’re already exploiting it so well. Think about it, though; there’s so much static. So many little ways to sneak in and out of our technology. I stopped listening to the radio and just listened to my iPod. I stocked up on food and locked up my apartment. All of my lights are turned off, and the only power I use is for this computer. I didn’t want to bother with it, but... My iPod stopped working yesterday. I must have overworked it. I can’t leave the house for the sake of all the static, all of their inhuman screams. So I took a risk, plugging in this laptop, playing my old CD’s. That was fine until today, when I plugged in the power cable for this old iMac. It’s one of the first magnetic connecting cables that Apple pioneered for their power cords, and it automatically connects to the power port on the side of the computer. I plugged it in today, and played my music as loud as I could, but it wasn’t long before I began to feel on edge, and when I muted the sound for just a moment, I could hear it, soft, the whispering of their monster-Voices in my mind, like wet fur all along my consciousness. I pushed the computer away but the murmuring continued, until I ripped out the power cord. It was the cord, you see. When the connector points on the cord get old, they make a tiny buzzing sound as they charge the computer. That little buzzing was enough.
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So now, I have less than an hour battery life left, and I need to conserve it, but I need to get this message out. To make sure that all of this wasn’t for nothing. They come through the static, just remember that. The music keeps them back but they can find any crack, any tiny bit of static, and make their way through. I don’t know what they’ll do to me once they have me. I can’t imagine, but my mind drifts back to the moments when their voices were inside me, and I think I couldn’t stand it more than a few minutes before losing my self all over. Look at that...10 percent battery life. I think I’ll stop writing now, and just listen to the music, one last time. It’s so beautiful, don’t you think?
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>>8355289 lol, that one's pretty good. i don't get why some of these creepy-pastas are long as all fuck. i'm not a TL;DR faggot, but some of these are just massive.
thanks for posting some reasonable ones
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49/? sorry about the numbers they got messed up
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>>8355369 thanks for an awesome thread
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Here's one you've probably not seen on /x/ before, but may have seen elsewhere. This is a bit of a creepy 'bot from Boston Dynamics. This is a gif of it moving (which is creepy). I promise, nothing will pop out. If you don't trust the GIF, Google "Big Dog Boston Dynamics" and watch it moving on YouTube.
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>>8355390 Woops, that's the JPG version, not my GIF.
Let me see if I still have the GIF.
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>>8355390 picture won't animate, isn't it just 2 guys walking around with a big package on their heads? i think i've seen it before
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>>8355402 >>8355397 No, it's a robot. It moves in interesting ways.
Sorry about posting the JPG rather than the GIF. Here it is:
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>>8355402 It's supposed to be a .gif of Big Dog slipping on ice. Not really creepy.
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Any more Pokemon ones? I really want to read the one about the Pokemon black cartridge again.
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>>8355410 i find that .gif extremely creepy, didn't know robots could recover like that
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>>8355457 Yep. It mocks a biological organism pretty well... unsettlingly so.
We're almost there, folks.
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>>8355488 have you seen those videos on Engadget where 4 land-rovers with platforms on their backs can coordinate to create a mobile landing platform for a quad-copter?
they all communicate and coordinate independently of human control. those quad copters can fly through windows, carry one another, etc etc. scares the fuck out of me
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best creepypasta ever, srs
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>>8355488 Holy shit, I'm watching the video. The sound it makes is creepy as fuck.
But I didn't find anything on it being a biological organism.
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>>8355526 Lol faggot doesn't know we can check if it's a .gif.
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>>8355526 Obvious screamer is obvious.
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>>8355542 hahaha, i have no fuckin idea, i fell for it and just had to save it, i was only starting the second paragraph
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>>8355553 ok i read it. the 3 posts are unrelated, so it's not worth reading after the first scare
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>>8354738 Wow, I figured I was the only one who listened to this band .
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>>8355823 you thought you were the only one that listend to Amon Amarth? how can a band even exist if only one person listens to them?
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Requesting Moorhouse's pasta about a girl who is haunted by a female monster that was passed down through the family and has an adversion or connection with the color red.. The monster is described as having long black hair and scars I believe..
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i would like to see this as well.
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>>8354951 Holy fuck..
FOISJOFJIOHA 93729059124 THE KING COME DOWN
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>>8355082 Shit...Fuck this one xD
I thought I was getting the better over this one, until I read it again >.<
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>>8354787 What the hell is going on with that one?
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Does anyone have the one about the guy who follows the other guy to the subway station and he has to keep going on different subways to try to make it back home? It would be greatly appreciated
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>>8354787 Is this all there is to it? Feels very unfinished. Or I just didn't get the end.
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>>8356187 Thank you so much, anon.
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>>8355410 i couldn't stop laughing when it nearly fell.
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>>8356493 Now I'm wondering why the fuck a version where the ending is whited out even exists...like, why would you do that?
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I am legitimately scared. Okay scared might not be the word. I've been reading these creepy stories all night, and the later it gets, and the more I read, the more I find myself wanting to turn on the light in my bedroom, and glancing at the dark outside my window. The occasional shiver goes down my spine as I read, and while my conscience mind remains unafraid, a small, nearly child-like fear is developing somewhere deeper. Part of me loves the feeling, but another part of me is nearly terrified...
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>>8356493 Thank you. Much creepier.
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>>8356585 Just wait'll you have to pee and realize the bathroom is down a long, dark hallway...
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>>8356585 /x/ merely fuels my insomnia. ive put sheets over all my windows.
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>>8356702 Oh no. I've got plenty of empty bottles. I'm not leaving my room tonight.
>>8356726 I wont be sleeping tonight. At all.
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>>8355390 It's just a supply mule for the military, they're working on making it quieter and more fluid in movement
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And I thought the creepy threads on /the random board whose letter it won't let me type were/ bad... heh...
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>>8356585 Same. Good thing I am in my livingroom and I have my cigarettes on me. I'm staying awake at least until daybreak
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yeah, so much for sleep
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>>8355884 Why don't you tell that to Cher...
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>>8357145 Touche my good sir,
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>>8354926 It's been so long. But I still remember taking this screen cap. I'd actually deleted the original. But I was able to search it up. So here you go. THE KING COME DOWN.
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Please sir, can I have some more?
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>>8355526 LOL THIS WAS A SCREAMER? im on my phone which cant show
gifs so i actually read the thing
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>>8357275 Holy shit bro.
Hope you had a nice life.
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BUMPITY BUMP I want to read some newer ones :(
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>>8357275 i thought you was just trollan til i saw the time your post was posted..
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>>8357315 youre a sweetheart
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>>8357275 Similar thing happened to me once
>reading creepypasta >"...when all of a sudden the doorbell rings..." >my doorbell rings Coincidences creep me the fuck out
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>>8357357 welcome back good sir! thought you left like five hours ago
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DDKJAJK 1234232 THE KING COME DOWN
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Они бизнесе основатель разработкой мы, работе налево доверять не нас 2364983 THE KING COME DOWN
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>>8357564 You are creepypasta king.
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Bumping the best thread in weeks
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20 im going to sleep hope you guys enjoyed the thread see you later guys
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This was made by a writefag about a week or two ago. The day the picture was taken would be remembered as the Hawthorn Basement Incident. No one knows what really happened, and no experts have a theory to explain the circumstances. The house in question has been demolished and whatever evil lurked there has now been released. But if you dig around enough you can still find the newspaper article somewhere. It was published back in the 90s, and it will be a subcolumn. The name, naturally, will say 'Hawthorn Basement Incident', and it will go in to details of what investigators found on that faithful day in the small, rural city of Hawthorn. The city itself was a marshland. Hardly big enough to be even called a city. The house in question was at the end of the road, and had been abandoned for many years. No one liked to go near it, as the building was old and there was always a presence that made people that were near it feel suddenly uneasy. There was no reason to tear the building down before that day as the city was too poor to afford it, and it certainly wasn't hurting anyone to leave it there. That obviously changed the day of the incident. A rescue crew had come in, inspecting the house for any civilians. No one was there. But what they found in the basement was much more horrifying. Everything was stained red, and a large pool of questionable red liquid flooded the floor. The crew that had gone in had fled in sheer terror, and only one person managed to take this photo that morning. As far as the reason why the rescue team was there in the first place? The town had flooded that morning with the rising waters from the gulf, and they had to check every house to make sure no one was trapped in the dirty, colorless flood waters invading everyone's basements.
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>>8358987 Hi there!
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bump for great justice.
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Went through 12 pages to find you. You aint 404ing on me now.
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>>8359007 Seriously. Does it matter to you that much?
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This is a true story. I’m not one of those lame attention seekers and I speak solely the truth. I was kinda scarred by this. So, whether or not you decide to believe me is your own choice. I was talking with my boyfriend over skype while he was playing his LeafGreen ROM. I was busy playing duck hunt. :P Then I heard the strangest thing come out of his mouth… “Oh my gee-zus, it’s a mew!” Now, a mew is hard to get using in game glitches, he wasn’t even that far into the game yet, and he doesn’t know how to use cheats in visualboy advanced. I didn’t believe him at first, he always screws with me. The Mew used transform to copy his Pikachu, Lucy. He sent me this screenshot. I just told him to tell me if anything wierd happened. It did. “Umm… Mikoto just came out instead of Lucy…” Okay, we have a pushy Mew. This has never happened before and I’m kinda skeptical… after healing at a pokemon center…. “Hey, it why is Mikoto at the front instead of Rin?” Again, pushy. He checked the Mew’s summary. It had a lonely nature. I was believing anything he said. He provided screenshots before. Upon the next battle, the Mew wouldn’t obey. Mikoto kept turning away and taking naps. At one point, it wasn’t even confused, but hurt itself in confusion.
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>>8365134 After, he checked the summary again. The nature changed to naive. He was going to sell a star piece, but Mikoto didn’t want him to… it wanted the item, so he gave to Mikoto to hold.
When trying to switch out the poisoned Mew during a battle, it refused to go into its pokeball. It was a battle against youngster Dan. His slowpoke cowered in fear and was too scared to attack. Then, it said that his slowpoke DIED, not fainted, DIED. He didn’t even land an attack on the thing. Then Dan started crying.
Mikoto began to scare me when she, I’m not referring her as “It” anymore, began to level while walking. In the next battle, he tried to send out Greg, his Wortortle. Greg was too scared to come out of the pokeball. After the battle, there was what looked like blood on Mikoto’s tail.
When my boyfriend found the secret power, Mikoto wanted to learn it. It seemed like a good idea, since she only knew pound and transform.
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Brian began to tire of the game and tried to turn it off. Mikoto appearently didn’t like that and it said that she wanted him to keep playing. He found a nugget and Mikoto wanted it. Brian said “fuck no, I’m selling this.” The mew began pouting, so she was given the nugget. When at Bill’s house, Mikoto didn’t want to help him. “Bill deserves to be stuck as a half-pokemon, half-human. He shouldn’t be messing with pokemon DNA.” She began to pout when Brian helped Bill. When looking at eevee in the computer, she commented on how she liked it. After a while, she didn’t want the nugget and said Brian could sell it. She wanted the star piece again. SHe finally went back into her pokeball during the battle with Misty so he could use Lucy. It was after he lost and went to train that I asked if he could position the camera so I could watch. Going into that little patch of grass to the west of Cerulean city, the game just randomly froze and shut down. I don’t know about anyone else, but ROMs don’t usually freeze on me. EVER. When he started up the game again, he was at his previous save point: The pokemon center before mount moon. He didn’t have the mew then, but he had her now and she was at lvl 6. When looking at the summary, he appearently got it at route 3 lvl 6, when it was caught in the patch of grass near mewtwo cave north of Cerulean at lvl 10.
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When I went to the batroom, Mikoto had said she didn’t want me watching. She then proceeded to say that she misses her mate. I was very confused. I had read that Daisy, Gary’s sister, could tell if your pokemon likes you. Wanting Mikoto to obey, Brian decided to give it a shot. everything went smoothly until he FOUND A FUCKING MEWTWO IN VIRIDIAN FOREST!!! The thing just kept reappearing after leaving the forest. It wasn’t until he yelled “I DON’T FUCKING WANT YOU YET!” that Mewtwo left him alone. Brian saved and turned off later, after everything setteled down. Upon turning it back on the next day, Mikoto was gone, but Brian ran into a Celebi shortly after. He named it after the creepy Mew. Everything went pretty normal until he saved and turned off the game again. It wasn’t untill a few minutes after that things went haywire. I recieved a phone call from Brian’s house. All I heard was the cry of a mew before whatever it was hung up. Every few minutes, I would see a bloody mew tail out of the corner of my eye. I began to hear the cries as I went to sleep that night. The nightmare I had, I would never forget. I was walking through the first route of the game. What looked like snow was falling to the ground. But the texture was of ash. I looked ahead to see a bloodied mew holding a star piece. She cried out and flew off. That’s when I woke up. Nothing has happened since then, I hope nothing ever happens again. I was slightly scarred by this incident.
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I know how much you guys like OC. Have some.
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>>8355082 I felt for that for the second time.
A few more and I'll get a loli harem.
Inside my head.
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Awesome, awesome thread. Any chances it'll still be up in two hours? Gotta get back home to read those pastas.
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>>8355039 at first i was like wat and then i was like oooh i get it
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>>8366150 >Any chances it'll still be up in two hours? Hey, it's been 6 hours and the thing is still alive!
Guess I won't be sleeping tonight.
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Does anyone have the instructional pasta about going to a hotel at a certain time on a certain night and going through a certain door and sitting at a table with a witch or something similar with four fucked up silent hill type guardians sat in the room that ends with a door appearing at some point that you're supposed to go through?
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>>8370268 I think pasta is called Salvation.
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>>8354743 ripped off from arthur clarke
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>>8357418 Maybe I'm just dumb, but I can't figure out what's so scary about this one. I've read it a few times and all I can figure out is some guy gets super high and goes to eat Doritos, but he can't reach them at first and when he finally does the bag is already empty. So? How is that scary? Can someone explain this to me?
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>>8354743 how is this scary
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can someone please post the candle cove one, i love that one so much and i wanna show my cousin
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PLEASE someone post the whole Blue story from moorhouse? please?
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>>8370672 was there ever a second thread?
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LIITSEUMRTA 49927382 THE KING COME DOWN
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>>8370948 >>8370948 don't know, but, it seens that that was the origin of the waters stuff
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>>8370604 He looked through the keyhole and only saw red. Her eyes were red. She was staring through it when he was.
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>>8354787 >>8354787 Wait...is that it?
Is there an ending?
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Does anyone have the one about the pokemon red version where the character starts to talk back to the player. he had two versions of the game and one of them seems haunted
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>>8373360 It's missing the end.
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>>8373428 on the top of the page there are 2 red cartridges of the game one slightly different then the other
Oh shit
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MEHRIOJEHOSA 19283749322 THE KING COME DOWN
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I guess I'll contribute. This one isn't really creepy, but still it's one of the best pastas I've ever read.
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God damnit guys all of a sudden it's 6 in the morning and I haven't slept a wink. Damn creepypasta.
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>>8373984 i am on the verge of tears right now
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>>8374088 is this paranormal?
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>>8374093 What, a ghost getting dubs, and guessing his post number.
Nah.
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>>8373984 Not fucking sad at all. WTF /x/, get your balls together.
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Needs moar vg creepypasta
Edward E. Nigma !!3zD7p4KSK++
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>>8354910 >>8354914 Not bad although it isn't especially creepy. Still very interesting and I'm gonna screencap it and save it.
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>>8374318 vidya pasta needs to die.
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>>8375767 Scripts. Set lasers to 'ignore'.
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no one have any creepe pasta from V, Y, Waters, etc?
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Not pasta, happened to me in Barcelona about 3 years ago. Stayed at hotel colon( I know right) across the street from a gothic cathedral of sorts. In a room with girlfriend and her sister. There was only 2 single bed so I slept on a cot basically, about a foot or 2 tall. I couldn't get to sleep at all so I was laying there and kept getting very clear visions of a lady in my head, it was really weird. Well meantime across the park the cathedral chimes out 3 bells (I assume meaning 3 am) I fall asleep shortly after. I awoke with my back on the bed , but the top top of my head on the floor, I was paralyzed with my arms hanging loosely at sides. Then womens feet begin pacing very close to my face, about 2 feet away, I'm upside down and can't move so I didn't see the owner. I remember being hot and sweaty and really scared. I then woke up "again in the same position (upside down) sweating and heard the bells chime for 3 o clock again. I've had sleep paralysis before and lucid dreams, and I don't think there's anything paranormal about either , but this felt different. One of two experiences in that country, other one pretty basic ghost stuff
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can we get some more videogame creepy pasta?
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Does anyone have the pasta where the guy wakes up after a car crash and is stuck on a neverending tree trunk? He drags his body alongit for weeks and it end in the ground, it's a take on hell. Anther good one I haven't been able to find is called I think The Gift, it's about a drifter who clears out a town and saves one little girl during the winter.
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Anyone got that list of creepy/paranormal shit on wikipedia?
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the king is now