• Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff-Thread
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People should post more RL creepy shit, like serial killers + old buildings + government stuff rather than creepypasta [editline]12th April 2011[/editline] This is cool [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ee3bld4lTG0[/url] Area 51 caller, it's most likely fake but it's an entertaining piece nonetheless :v:
[QUOTE=KingKombat;29102057]story in a nutshell: "here's a playground BUT DON'T DO ANYTHING AND DON'T HAVE FUN AND DON'T TALK TO THAT MAN" "why the fuck did you even bring me here then" ":byewhore:" some kids play around "come with me to the woods good thing your parents are nowhere in sight" last kid is left "come with me kid" "how about no faggot" "it's time" then he waits OOOOOO SO SPOOKY[/QUOTE] I think it's Metaphor for death. You can take care of yourself and live longer but eventually you're gonna have to go with the man to the forest.
[quote=PulpFiction]Hey guys, have some content![/quote] Not really scary, but a good engaging read. Thanks!
It's not really something scary or a story, but last summer we did some major landscaping. Graded the driveway to install a garage, and that left the ground about seven feet lower than normal by our patio. Since we use the back door a lot, we built some steps to get up. Later on, after we got power out to the garage, we hooked up some motion activated lights so we could get up the steps more safely at night. Since we are in a semi-rural area, a fair amount of critters pass through the yard and some cause the lights to turn on when they go up the steps. My desk is in the basement, and I seem to have an unfortunate problem with timing - I've come upstairs just in time to see the light closest to the steps turn off - and it is on a five minute timer. I know it's just animals, but it still concerns me that some night it might be more than just a cat or skunk, and it makes me glad the family locks the door at night.
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[QUOTE=sniperlover;29110934]Time stoppers?[/QUOTE] Fixed, thanks
[QUOTE=Shostakovich;29108863]Not really scary, but a good engaging read. Thanks![/QUOTE] Indeed, very engaging. I could do with another story or a video to keep myself in the mood.
[QUOTE=PulpedFiction;29108055]Hey guys, have some content! Source: [url]http://forum.malazanempire.com/index.php?showtopic=17291[/url][/QUOTE] Great read and a bit creepy. You win a winner rating.
[QUOTE=npx190;29029693]Phew. That actually was not so bad the time I looked as of posting at midnight, I thought I was going to have Ke$ha without makeup pop out at me. Your posting of that logo alone, does make a point though. Might as well leave this here, even though its old, may be more current and accurate with what is going on now a days: [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_6cVzUOxtM[/media] If this is too hot for FP, please edit.[/QUOTE] This shit just isn't funny.
Lol @ random disappearance of fallout 3 number station story Edit: Ok it just re appeared. Oh well.
Who wants to gather most of the imagines in this thread, and start the op for the next creepy pasta, although it'll probably come in a week
That was good, PulpedFiction. My heart was pumping really hard. Poor Dave. It honestly seems pretty damn realistic, and that's the scary part.
[QUOTE=Dr. Strangelove;29095286]how many times were you slightly tempted by a thought of jumping down a cliff, when standing on the top of a hill? Think about it. Count in ten. One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine [/QUOTE] DO IT! DO IT YOU BITCH! :buddy:
Hi, You might remember me from the 'creepy stuff that has happened to you' thread. I told the story of a haunted room in my house and later went in to take a picture. It is evident to me now that that was a bad, bad idea. The 'activity' in my house has increased exponentially since entering the room. Here's a few things that are happening. 1. LOUD bumps and scratches coming from the room at any time of the day. 2. I had this black cat years ago that we gave away. It would always go up to this closed closet door and wait there for someone to open it. I would usually open it and that cat would just stare in without entering. This happened often and never stopped, maybe every couple months. Now, our newer black cat has just gone crazy about the same damn door - it never interacted with it before, but now it just waits there in front of it all day. When I open the door now, it stares in and then looks at me, almost expecting me to see something as well, but I just don't. Just today, I opened the closet door for the cat and found all the jackets and hangers on the ground. 3. My shit won't stay in the same place. This isn't even small shit like car keys. My entire speaker system moved on top of my bed. My computer desk moved to the center of the room with everything still on it. The chair I use at the dinner table, I find has moved to the front door on multiple occasions. When I place a drink down somewhere, I find it like 3 ft away, or even on the floor, spilled. Things on my shelves are moving around, even just inches a day, I can tell. Did I mention that it's just MY shit thats moving, everyone else's stuff is just fine. EDIT: I just remembered one of the main reasons for posting: my toilet paper is unrolling itself all over the floor or into the toilet - it's pissing me off. 4. I can't keep my bedroom door closed, even if I lock it, I will notice it has creeped open while I was looking away. I hear faint conversation at night - might be paranoia. 5. I'm starting to see things, shadows, around my house when I'm alone. I feel like they are always there, but I only notice them when I'm alone. I think I pissed off whatever was in the room. I'm just glad I'm moving out of the house next year. I'm going to spend a lot more time at friends houses now. No, I'm not going to take pictures, I'm going to try to ignore it and forget it.
[QUOTE=Mr. Chop;29122697]Hi, You might remember me from the 'creepy stuff that has happened to you' thread. I told the story of a haunted room in my house and later went in to take a picture. It is evident to me now that that was a bad, bad idea. The 'activity' in my house has increased exponentially since entering the room. Here's a few things that are happening. 1. LOUD bumps and scratches coming from the room at any time of the day. 2. I had this black cat years ago that we gave away. It would always go up to this closed closet door and wait there for someone to open it. I would usually open it and that cat would just stare in without entering. This happened often and never stopped, maybe every couple months. Now, our newer black cat has just gone crazy about the same damn door - it never interacted with it before, but now it just waits there in front of it all day. When I open the door now, it stares in and then looks at me, almost expecting me to see something as well, but I just don't. Just today, I opened the closet door for the cat and found all the jackets and hangers on the ground. 3. My shit won't stay in the same place. This isn't even small shit like car keys. My entire speaker system moved on top of my bed. My computer desk moved to the center of the room with everything still on it. The chair I use at the dinner table, I find has moved to the front door on multiple occasions. When I place a drink down somewhere, I find it like 3 ft away, or even on the floor, spilled. Things on my shelves are moving around, even just inches a day, I can tell. Did I mention that it's just MY shit thats moving, everyone else's stuff is just fine. EDIT: I just remembered one of the main reasons for posting: my toilet paper is unrolling itself all over the floor or into the toilet - it's pissing me off. 4. I can't keep my bedroom door closed, even if I lock it, I will notice it has creeped open while I was looking away. I hear faint conversation at night - might be paranoia. 5. I'm starting to see things, shadows, around my house when I'm alone. I feel like they are always there, but I only notice them when I'm alone. I think I pissed off whatever was in the room. I'm just glad I'm moving out of the house next year. I'm going to spend a lot more time at friends houses now. No, I'm not going to take pictures, I'm going to try to ignore it and forget it.[/QUOTE] Set up a camera and start recording before you go to sleep. Then, when you wake up the next day, watch everything on the recording and see if anything strange happens.
[QUOTE=Mr. Chop;29122697]Hi, You might remember me from the 'creepy stuff that has happened to you' thread. I told the story of a haunted room in my house and later went in to take a picture. It is evident to me now that that was a bad, bad idea. The 'activity' in my house has increased exponentially since entering the room. Here's a few things that are happening. 1. LOUD bumps and scratches coming from the room at any time of the day. 2. I had this black cat years ago that we gave away. It would always go up to this closed closet door and wait there for someone to open it. I would usually open it and that cat would just stare in without entering. This happened often and never stopped, maybe every couple months. Now, our newer black cat has just gone crazy about the same damn door - it never interacted with it before, but now it just waits there in front of it all day. When I open the door now, it stares in and then looks at me, almost expecting me to see something as well, but I just don't. Just today, I opened the closet door for the cat and found all the jackets and hangers on the ground. 3. My shit won't stay in the same place. This isn't even small shit like car keys. My entire speaker system moved on top of my bed. My computer desk moved to the center of the room with everything still on it. The chair I use at the dinner table, I find has moved to the front door on multiple occasions. When I place a drink down somewhere, I find it like 3 ft away, or even on the floor, spilled. Things on my shelves are moving around, even just inches a day, I can tell. Did I mention that it's just MY shit thats moving, everyone else's stuff is just fine. EDIT: I just remembered one of the main reasons for posting: my toilet paper is unrolling itself all over the floor or into the toilet - it's pissing me off. 4. I can't keep my bedroom door closed, even if I lock it, I will notice it has creeped open while I was looking away. I hear faint conversation at night - might be paranoia. 5. I'm starting to see things, shadows, around my house when I'm alone. I feel like they are always there, but I only notice them when I'm alone. I think I pissed off whatever was in the room. I'm just glad I'm moving out of the house next year. I'm going to spend a lot more time at friends houses now. No, I'm not going to take pictures, I'm going to try to ignore it and forget it.[/QUOTE] Your ghost just hated the style of your room, maybe your on a ghostly lifestyle tv prank show.
[QUOTE=Saren;29124647]Your ghost just hated the style of your room, maybe your on a ghostly lifestyle tv prank show.[/QUOTE] It's just a couple homeless crackheads that are probably waiting in your pantry right now.
[QUOTE=eatdembeanz;29124861]It's just a couple homeless crackheads that are probably waiting in your pantry right now.[/QUOTE] Do note: The white powder in the cupboard may not be sugar/flour.
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[QUOTE=Mr. Chop;29122697]Mr. Chop's story[/QUOTE] That really sucks, man. I can kind of relate, though I don't think it's ever been as bad as that. That's why I'm so glad my sister moved into my old room when I went away to college. Too many nightmares/bad experiences in that room for me to be at peace in it.
Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff-"How about I'll just kill you instead?" Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff part 2: Ballad of closet-skeletons Generally just Fucking Creepy stuff 2: And then you saw the ghost errywhere cuz he's lonely, hombre [editline]13th April 2011[/editline] Pick your poison
[QUOTE=Raiskauskone V2;29154061]Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff-"How about I'll just kill you instead?" Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff part 2: Ballad of closet-skeletons Generally just Fucking Creepy stuff 2: And then you saw the ghost errywhere cuz he's lonely, hombre [editline]13th April 2011[/editline] Pick your poison[/QUOTE] I'll probably spend the next thread lurking as much as I did in this one, but how about: "Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff v2 - Fuck you Emily edition" +1 Winner to whoever figures out who Emily is first.
[QUOTE=Lordgeorge16;29155670]I'll probably spend the next thread lurking as much as I did in this one, but how about: "Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff v2 - Fuck you Emily edition" +1 Winner to whoever figures out who Emily is first.[/QUOTE] Nightmare House?
[QUOTE=Lordgeorge16;29155670]I'll probably spend the next thread lurking as much as I did in this one, but how about: "Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff v2 - Fuck you Emily edition" +1 Winner to whoever figures out who Emily is first.[/QUOTE] wow theirs a girl i like and her name is Emily.... WAT DOES IT MEAN
[QUOTE=Lordgeorge16;29155670]I'll probably spend the next thread lurking as much as I did in this one, but how about: "Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff v2 - Fuck you Emily edition" +1 Winner to whoever figures out who Emily is first.[/QUOTE] emily ross? or something?
[QUOTE=The BoxDog;29160327]emily ross? or something?[/QUOTE] Someone already answered it, look up about two posts. [editline]13th April 2011[/editline] Anyway, I thought of that because whenever I get really paranoid at night and the slightest thing scares me (Which happens often), I immediately think "Fuck you Emily" because her random appearances in Nightmare House 2 scared the shit out of me, mostly in the prologue chapter.
[Media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2qdDR1eDsP8&feature=related[/media] I found her less scary after she told me Nightmare House 3 could take place on the moon.
We should call it "SCP with Occasional Other Things Thread."
Well, as one of the last posts, I'd like to give you all this link: [url]http://www.cracked.com/article_18686_the-7-most-horrifying-museums-earth.html[/url]
I'm going to miss this thread. [quote]Personal Log of: Gordon Richards, member of Mobile team Zeta-9, the Mole Rats Date: June 3rd, ████ Dispatched to the “Kowloon Walled City” to recover an object, and document anything affected by it. I have never seen such a horrible place. The filth is everywhere, whole walls and even structures made of garbage. If you crack your suit for even a second, you get flooded by the smell of smoke, cooking, sweat, machine oil and excrement. Henry fell into a pit used as a sewer on the ground level after breaking through a trash walkway. He was fine, the suit was just filthy, but he threw up and had to be removed. I’m not sure if he’s going to work out. Everyone here avoids us like the plague, or darts out to throw trash or insults. They are a tribe, and a territorial one at that. The sheer crush of humanity is intimidating, and I’m glad I have the suit between me and them. The object is supposed to be somewhere in the core of this mass, but getting there is going to be tricky. Date: June 4th, ████ Local law enforcement led by Agents did a bunch of raids last night. Cleared people out of some of the areas we need to go in, but there are so many people here it’s hard to notice any difference. Yesterdays recon helped uncover a couple “homes” affected by this thing. They don’t look like much, the same squalid homes as everyone else, but they are too big inside. It’s an odd feeling, standing with your hand on the wall, and knowing that by all rights you should be six feet outside the structure, in mid-air. Henry is better today, but seems really jumpy. Lev took him aside and talked to him last night, and I hope it’s helped. I’m getting worried about him. Caught him muttering to himself over the radio today. Told him to knock it off, but didn’t report it, maybe I should have. I think I’m going to ask for him to be put on a different unit after this. Deep recon this evening, we’re splitting up to try and hunt down where they are storing this thing. Lev and I pulled the short stick and have to hike it around the sewer system. Honestly, it can’t be any worse then topside; at least I won’t have to keep seeing the blank, empty faces of these people. Date: June 6th, ████ Henry is dead. We didn’t get back until early this morning; we’d been off the radio for several hours because of all the interference. It seems areas affected by this thing screw with radio waves pretty bad. The sewer was a nightmare, but no sign of alteration by the item. When we came back up, Paul gave me the news. Henry and Paul were exploring near the center of the city, when they got attacked. A mob of people swarmed them and dragged Henry off. Paul was hurt and his suit was badly damaged, and he had to leave for medical attention. Henry was screaming over the radio for a while, and then it cut off. Paul and a couple other Mole Rats charged in with some agents to recover Henry, but after a few minutes, Henry came back on the radio. His receiver was broken, but he could still broadcast. One of the Agents was recording, and he played it back to Lev and I, to see if any of it made sense to us. It didn’t. He was rambling, and sounded like he was hurt. Kept talking about the endless heart of the city, the hell of glass, just crazy stuff. Paul and the rescue team kept trying to find him, but suddenly his radio cut out again. Henry came tearing down one of those tiny halls, helmet off and screaming like a mad man. He ran right by Paul and smashed an Agent into a wall on his way by. He slammed into a dead end and just exploded through it, right out of the building. He fell six stories onto some metal junk. it took a hour to get his body untangled. We’re done screwing around here. Agent Parks, Lev and me are rounding up what amounts to the city elders, and we’re getting to the damn bottom of this. Date: June 7th, ████ Interrogation went well. Agent Parks asked the questions, we provided what he called “negative consequences for non-cooperation”. The first guy, some Triad punk, didn’t want to talk. Two broken legs later, and he was a lot more open. Said the thing was called “The Builder”, and nobody knew when it first came to the city. He never had anything to do with it, just helped stand guard outside rooms where it was working. He said that was all he knew, and that we had to talk to one of the elders, Long-Wen, if we wanted it. He apologized for Henry’s death, said it was just the way of things. I broke his jaw in three places. Long-Wen may be the oldest-looking man I’ve ever seen, and with a will like iron. He just took everything we dished out, and didn’t say a word. Parks said that the next stop was his wife and grandkids, and that got him talking. Told us it was kept in one of the oldest parts of the city, some old temple. It had grown, and made wonderful things, but only the worthy could look upon it and not be overwhelmed by it. He said Henry was shown the wonders, in the hopes that he would be able to convince us to not take The Builder, but that he was not worthy, and was broken. We made him show us where they keep it. Long-Wen said it wouldn’t do any good, that it was buried too deep. They moved it deep inside when they first caught wind of the Agents; he said we’d never get it back. We’re doing Deep Work tomorrow, and we’re not coming out without it. Date: June 10th, ████ Been out for a while. This place is amazing. At first, it was just a temple that was too big inside, neat but nothing new. Then we went in deeper. Whole rooms, altars, everything re-created and rearrange by this thing. It’s like someone build twelve whole temples inside this one tiny structure. Agent Parks set up a recall point in the main hall with some other Agents to make sure nobody sneaks up on us. We suited up and went to work. It started getting odd after hour six. Lots of hallways, not as many rooms. then, eighty-three rooms all connected by those sliding doors, each with a tiny Buddha in the center of the floor, and nothing else. Lev grabbed a few for samples. We knew things were getting odd when we came to a perfect reproduction of the first altar room, but appearing to be made of one solid mass of wood. Thing was beautiful and totally seamless, and not a single tool mark on anything. Paul found some documents, and we scanned them back to Parks. He said they were about the object; apparently they’re calling it SCP-184 now. Parks said it talks about how they moved 184 deeper each time it made a new area. They thought it was some gift from god or something. Used it to expand rooms, if people would donate to the temple, or at least to the gangs that controlled it at the time. I’ve never been in a place like this. It’s getting harder to maneuver. The halls are starting to get strange, they go up at funny angles, and the last few rooms have been tiny. By Lev’s count, we should be twenty feet above the roof of this whole city by now. Date: June 12th(?), ████ I’m getting sick of this place. Came to a branch yesterday, had to split the team. I drew the “up” hallway, and set out. Not sure how long I’ve been climbing. The halls aren’t regular anymore; they wave in and out, like a frozen earthquake. Everything seems to be made of stone here. Managed to squeeze into a side room to catch my breath, once I looked around, I saw everything was made of jade. It was all colored right, and had the right texture, but it was jade. Bed, chairs, table, books, everything. I sat on the bed for two hours and didn’t think. I got up and smashed the jade lamp that was probably worth more than my life, and left. I’m not feeling well. I feel really disconnected here, like an astronaut or something. It’s not like other areas I’ve been in. Never felt so alone. I’m fine, I know that. Its Henry dying, the whole rotten city outside, and me being alone and able to think too much. Rats are tested for mental stability, and I passed with flying colors. It’s just my nerves. I’m sitting on a chair made of thousands of tiny dragon statues, writing on a table made of super-dense paper, and I am fine. Date: June (?) I’ve been out too long. Food low. Water low. Not out yet, but getting there. Hearing things. Keep thinking I hear voices. Been climbing for days. Saw light today. At the end of a side-hall, bright yellow light. I climbed into the hall and ran. Smashed through the door, and it was a room. Millions of candles, all lit, but just another room. Pulled off my helmet, smashed the candles with it. Broke my lenses, neck seal, radio. Didn’t care. Sat and cried for hours. Dropped a pick down the shaft today, never heard it hit bottom. Almost jumped to go get it, but stopped. Got to find this thing. Going to smash it to bits. Stomp it. Crush it. Date: June (?) Food out. Suit can’t make any more water. Saw a hall with ten thousand doors. Ran down it, smashed a bunch, then kept climbing. Lost my boots. Floor looked like carpet. Made of super-sharp stone. Cut suit to ribbons. Feet too. Blood all over the shaft. Hope it appreciates it. Going to crush this thing. Feel it shatter in my hand. Hate this place. Keep hearing Henry. Keep telling him he’s dead. Won’t listen. Date: (?) Top of shaft. Hall to forever. Lights everywhere. Going to kill the heart. Date: (?) Hell is Heaven Heaven is Hell Life is Wonderful Notes: Gordon Richards went missing during the recovery of SCP-184, presumed KIA. SCP-184 recovered by Team Zeta-9. Journal recovered in rubble left from destruction of SCP-184 affected temple.[/quote]
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