Aw fuck, I just read through this entire thread, it's 3:19, I have to take a piss, and I'm just fucking creeped out. I feel if I go into the bathroom I'll see something in there and freak out, so I can't relieve myself.
Hmm, I do have this empty Dr. Pepper bottle...
This is from some ouija stories I found on /x/ I'll seperate the stories as to avoid confusion.
Ouija Board ~ The Demon Called 'B'
(Myself and S were controlling the oracle, while M was writing down what we were saying, and the responses)
M: Spirits, or whoever wishes to answer us. We seek to speak to someone or something, please grace us with your presence.
?: Wel...come.
M: Hello! We are glad to have such a warm welcoming, who are we speaking to?
B: B.
M: B? Is that your full name?
B: Just B.
M: Well then B, may we ask you some questions?
B: Cer...tainly.
M: Are you a ghost of some kind?
B: I am not su...re.
M: How can you not be sure?
B: I am talking to you. You are talking to me. Always talking, always talk...ing.
M: I dont think we understand, are you saying that because we have contacted you, you are no longer dead?
B: In you. Through y...ou. Talking to you.
(Quick backstory, my roomate M is probably a little unstable. He admits to hearing voices quite regularly and has told me
that he thinks he has at least 7 other personalities in his own head, all that speak of their own volition.)
M: Wait, you're in me? You're one of my voices?
B: Yes. I am al...ways with you.
B: J... J... wont let me.
(It spelled out my name completely)
M: J wont let you what?
B: J wont let me in. Cant go wi...th.
M: Youre trying to get into J? Into his head?
B: Blocked... J wont let me.
B: J is like me. I am like J.
(I was a little bit weirded out at this point, and S said that she did not want to continue with whatever this was, but M
had asked us to let him ask B a few more questions.)
M: B, if you are inside my head, then what am I thinking?
B: ...Silence.
M: Are you implying I wasnt thinking of anything?
B: Yes.
M: Wow, that was actually right. Hm, how about something harder.
M: What was the name of my best friend in first grade?
(Neither myself or S knew this answer, there was no way we could have just spelled it out. Equally though, M could have
just lied with this answer, as neither of us could have disputed it. However, he seemed visably shaken and did not want
to continue after B got it right.)
B: Ste...ven.
M: Thats... incredible. B is right.
M: B, what are you? If youre inside of me, then what are you?
B: Xgbra...dvita
M: We dont understand.
B: You might say demon. But that isnt quite right. I am Sudoplkkaer. You will be too.
M: That doesnt make sense. Why do you keep changing the word?
B: Hyergalxae does not change. Only your per...ception.
(This is where things started to get way out of hand. More backstory to put it into persepctive. M and S were sort of
dating at this point in time. Theyd basically just have sex off and on, but it wasnt anything official. Really,
I was the only other person that knew about it.)
B: Kiss her. Taste her, kiss. Taste kiss her.
M: What are you talking about?
B: S, S, S. Kiss her, I like to. I like to taste S.
(It repeatedly spelled out her name)
M: Thats really not possible, and furthermore youre upsetting us all.
B: I taste her, I like kissing her. I want S. S, S, S...
M: Stop it, you arent real, you cant do that.
B: I do, I do, I do. You do, I do. You do.
B: Let me taste. I want to eat. Eat S.
(At this point S had got up and walked out, she really didnt want to think about kissing a demon when she kissed M. It
was at this point that we were all pretty weirded out and decided to call it quits for the night.)
That's the end of our first session, we did a few others as well. They are as follows...
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Ouija Board ~ "Mother"
(This time, M and Myself were controlling the oracle, S was writing down what was being said)
S: Is there anyone or anything that is willing to talk to us?
Mo: I am sorry. Sorry.
S: Well hello there! We dont even know what you are sorry about.
Mo: Please forgive. It is because of me.
S: Why dont you tell us your name first. What can we call you?
Mo: Mother... I was his mother.
Mo: It is still my fault. It will always be my fault.
S: Please tell us, Mother, what is distressing you?
Mo: Insane. It was me. I did it.
(Mother proceeded to repeatedly spell out different variations of the word 'Insane')
S: Mother, we still do not understand. Are you in some sort of limbo--reliving your last memories?
Mo: I am forever and always. It is I that did it.
Mo: It is I who does it.
Mo: I am it.
S: So you are insanity?
Mo: I am not.
Mo: I am what causes, and what comes after.
S: Mother, that's pretty deep. So you're our thoughts before an action, and our thoughts after the action has
been performed?
Mo: Yes... Always sorry. Im sorry.
S: So you're trying to make amends from the things you're forced to do, that's why you're always sorry?
Mo: No. No no no no no.
S: Then what?
Mo: I am sorry to you. Just to you.
Mo: I could not contain him. He is already with you.
S: Who is with us? Mother, that does not sound good.
Mo: He enjoys you S.
(Mother spelled out S's name)
S: Who? Or rather, what? Are they here now?
Mo: Contained as long as I am here. B. B. B.
(At this point it had dawned on us that we had just met the mother of the demon called 'B'. Worst of all, was that
Mother seemed to think that 'B' was now officially with us)
S: Mother, we do not like B, and we did not want him to stick around after our last session.
S: Please take him with you, to where ever you two go.
Mo: I cannot. He is no longer there.
Mo: He is hidden inside of you. I cannot.
(Again, S did not want to continue the session, and she opted out. So far we havent noticed anything different, or
anyone acting any stranger.)
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This is the group's second meeting with B
Ouija Board ~ The Demon Called 'B' (Again)
Against our better judgement (and a mind fuck that has pretty much scarred me for life) M wanted to talk to B again.
Since whatever B was, was apparently in his head, he felt the need to talk to it.
(S and Myself are reluctantly on the oracle, M is taking notes)
M: B. We know that you are here, or at least, we believe you are here. Please talk to us.
B: Always ta...lking. You always talk to ...me. I talk to you.
M: Yes, that is why we have called to you. We wish to talk.
M: We only ask that you remain civil.
B: I talk... before. I talk to J. J talks to me.
M: What do you mean?
B: At night. At night. Late.
B: You are tired. M, always tired. Ti...red.
B: Talking makes you... tired.
(Okay, massive backstory. My job has me coming home pretty late every night. I usually dont get off till around 11PM,
M's job is the complete opposite. He only opens and usually goes to bed pretty early--rather, hes usually in bed
by the time I get off work. On occasion he'll actually wake up and sit outside my room--in the hallway--and talk
at me while im trying to go to sleep. Sorta like some pseudo-straight bonding session, or something.)
J: B, are you referring to myself and M's late night discussions?
(It's at this point that M wigs out on me, and says that he has never talked to me after I get off of work. Hes already
in bed at that point. I pretty much lose it, and call him a liar, but when trying to get him to recall anything we have
ever talked about he either played dumb or legitimately did not recall anything we ever discussed)
B: Talk to you, ta...lk to you. I always talk with you.
B: Kiss him. Kiss J.
B: I want to taste J.
(Im pretty mindfucked right about now, and M doesnt really know what to think. We're all pretty positive that hes
batshit insane, and probably needs to seek out some special help.)
M: That's enough B. We do not want to talk to you anymore.
B: No. No. No.
M: Goodbye.
(So far, that's the last that we have seen of B, though he apparently talks to me when M is sleeping... so maybe i've
seen more of him than I know about.)
Real or not it's a good read and sorry about the page stretch
Get the fuck outta here with that.
THe queen is going to die.
Queen Beatrix? Isn't she apart of the builderberg group?
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I not sure if anyone payed attention to this strange message.
But in the game bioshock there is a lot of propaganda.
There are only men not gods.
and the Industry showing a mason handshake.
This is definitely one of the better threads in FP :D
I demand more Creepy stuff!
How about appa's face in the last airbender movie. That freaked me out a little.
[QUOTE=BananaFoam;23794708]You know, I've watched Facepunch for anumber of years. I've only been a memeber recently, but before I purchased Gmod, I used to look around for sources with more information on it, since I was new to the computer. I stumbled apon Facepunch when searching google.
I can't believe I forgot it. I forgot about that thread. None of you might know of it because the thread was deleted within only minutes of it's creation. Maybe by Garry, or maybe someone else. But the thread itself was called The Subliminal Message Mega Thread, in which you would post images or stories about subliminal messages. The first post had a link to another thread, very old. The thread that was linked was hellbent on protecting an image that was removed from the internet when it was posted in '99. All the image shows is a dark room, with only vague shapes that are possibly furniture. In the center is a TV, on a small wooden cabinet. The TV shoes the color bars that you get when problems happen in the connection. On it was an incoherent string of numbers and letters. Now if you don't have a TV in your bedroom, it's okay to look at the image. But if you do have a TV, then it's to late. Even a glance at the image can activate the triggers in your maind. If you stare, you'll notice that the image becomes increasingly clearer. The viewer then reliezes that the room is begging to resemble his. If he looks closer, he see's arms jutting out from behind the TV. The are making strange gestures. Nobody knows what happens next, but many say that if you look around your room that you'll see that the TV is turned on. The numbers and letters appear on your TV, and the hands begin slowely reaching up. You become stuck, paralyzed, stuck. All the while there's no sound. You can't look away and you can't close your eyes. Other human beings in the room (Including animals) begin dissapating. Still, nobody knows what happens next. Thats only because no one wants to know.
I never saw the image, because it required me to be a memeber of that forum or something. Though I've tried searching, I've found nothing. The thread was quickly removed, and people who had viewed it had inactive accounts, which were also removed after about a year.[/QUOTE]
Oh fuck you dude, I have a TV in my room.
[QUOTE=DJFender;23222929]Awe cmon guys don't pussy out. I'm younger than 90% of Facepunch and only a fraction of these stories spook me. Smile.jpg (rust version) is the only one that really gave me goosebumps.[/QUOTE]
I bet im younger what age are you ?
i c u
[img]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d2eBY9yF6m4/Rfe9T3Phq8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ligkt2HMmEw/s400/pan+(2).jpg[/img]
Oh, you're scared at the TV in your room. [B]I USE MY TV AS A MONITOR.[/B] Wasn't too bad, until when I finished the story and the screen went black because it needed permission for an update on Java. IMMEDIATELY as I finished, too. :ohdear:
[QUOTE=Lol Steve;23807553] [B]I USE MY TV AS A MONITOR.[/B][/QUOTE]
That's hardcore.
[QUOTE=The Pink Scotti;23807532][img]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d2eBY9yF6m4/Rfe9T3Phq8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ligkt2HMmEw/s400/pan+(2).jpg[/img][/QUOTE]
What movie was that from? I remember seeing that and laughing so hard I fell off my couch.
I love this thread, Great its Great.
[QUOTE={ABK}AbbySciuto;23809471]What movie was that from? I remember seeing that and laughing so hard I fell off my couch.[/QUOTE]
Pan's Labyrinth, I do believe.
[QUOTE=The Pink Scotti;23807532][img]http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d2eBY9yF6m4/Rfe9T3Phq8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ligkt2HMmEw/s400/pan+(2).jpg[/img][/QUOTE]
Looks like one of the stalkers from Half Life 2.
[QUOTE={ABK}AbbySciuto;23809471]What movie was that from? I remember seeing that and laughing so hard I fell off my couch.[/QUOTE]
Pan's Labyrinth or Hellboy II
[QUOTE=G-foxisus;23810494]Pan's Labyrinth or Hellboy II[/QUOTE]
The former.
[QUOTE=Lol Steve;23807553]Oh, you're scared at the TV in your room. [B]I USE MY TV AS A MONITOR.[/B] Wasn't too bad, until when I finished the story and the screen went black because it needed permission for an update on Java. IMMEDIATELY as I finished, too. :ohdear:[/QUOTE]
Is it a big HDTV? Do you keep it on your desk?
It would be awesome to have a big HDTV on your desk.
[img]http://images.4chan.org/x/src/1280910878313.jpg[/img]
This is morbidly funny.
VERY MORBID CREEPYPASTA!
[QUOTE=daijitsu;23795459]I [i]hate[/i] mirrors in the dark.[/QUOTE]
[img]http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/1305/bloodsuckerinthemirror.jpg[/img]
Indeed
[QUOTE={ABK}AbbySciuto;23809471]What movie was that from? I remember seeing that and laughing so hard I fell off my couch.[/QUOTE]
I would piss my pants if I were chased down a hall by that guy.
[QUOTE=The Spocker;23824500]I would piss my pants if I were chased down a hall by that guy.[/QUOTE]
I'd be like "DOUBLE HIGH FIVE!" And then hes be all *smack* "OH GOD MY EYES"
Then i'd kick him in the nuts and run the fuck away.
[QUOTE=GamerKiwi;23820523]Is it a big HDTV? Do you keep it on your desk?
It would be awesome to have a big HDTV on your desk.[/QUOTE]
It is a HDTV, but I keep it on my dresser next to my actual computer. I sit at a desk a few feet away from it. It's still amazing. God, if I used it on the desk I'd go blind.
[QUOTE=White;23796277]If you're scared and can't fall asleep watch your favorite porn. Trust me it tottaly brings your mind off of the bad shit. Maybe even mute the porn and have this playing [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFr48tLthUo&feature=related[/url]
:smug:
I prefer:
This muted:
[url]http://www.youporn.com/watch/458378/eyes-of-grief/?from=country_hybrid[/url]
This not muted
[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFr48tLthUo&feature=related[/url][/QUOTE]
I did this once. Guess what happened, I watched a generically named porn called simply "babysitter" and it was actually serial killer domination porn. If you see a decapitated head while expecting to see porn, it fucks with your mind.
I swear, I was scared to death.
Oh dear god, I don't know whether to laugh at that or cry for you. Screen your porn, I guess. Damn that would be.... yurk.
[QUOTE=DarkOps;23824795]*god damnit*[/QUOTE]
You Cunt :saddowns:
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