• Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff-Thread
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Paranoia parrot is a better name imo
[QUOTE=daijitsu;24001130]you live in Wisconsin? They do that regularly across the state as an old farming practice (I assume this goes for a lot of farm communities/states). Farmers would work all morning, and since a lot didn't really have watched back in the day they'd play a quick whirr on the air raid/tornado sirens so they knew it was noon and went inside for lunch.[/QUOTE] Actually I live in Indiana, Winsconsins younger cousing. But since I live in a rural farming communtiy, they still do play the quick siren whirr. And I agree, lab X18 in SoC was the scariest thing I've ever seen, that games atmosphere was unblievable.
I never really found Stalker outright scary, but the game had me on edge the entire time I was playing it. The soundscapes, the mutated animals, that farm full of bloodsuckers - all of it kept me on the figurative edge of my seat when I was playing.
[QUOTE=BulletofHell;24011350]This thread's creepy level is plummeting.[/QUOTE] go back to the start and read till page 4, I did and i regret it...not the story's (well the kids tv show was fucking creepy) the gifs an shit. Skip all the shitty Zelda game story's they suck.
I am currently sitting in front of my computer, scared witless. Any moment now I am going to be killed. Today a friend of mine told me a story. His aunt had taken care of him since he was a small boy, and she told him last night about how his parents died. He did a very fair imitation of her (I knew them both pretty well): “They were doing mission work in some nasty little south american country when a man burst into the mission hospital one night, terrified out of his mind. He told them that his sister had been killed by a Muerto blanco, and that he was certain that it was coming for him next. What is a Muerto blanco? Apparently it was some sort of bogey-man, something like that dumb chupacabra or whatever. They called it the White Death or the White Girl, because it was the soul of someone who hated life so much that they came back in their shrouds to kill those who told of them. The man had been told about the vengeful spirit by his sister hours before her death. It was a girl with dead, black eyes that wept bile. The thing moved without ever actually moving its legs, and it stalked its victims back to their homes. Now, if you weren’t already aware that this thing was following you, once it got back to your house, it would start knocking on your door… * Once for you skin, which she’ll use to patch her own decaying flesh. * Twice for your muscle, which she’ll gnash her teeth on between victims. * Thrice for your bones, which she’ll make knives to pick her teeth and kill her victims. * Four times for your heart, which she’ll wear around her neck. * Five times for your teeth, which she’ll polish and keep in a box. * Six times for your eyes, which she’ll see the faces of your loved ones through. * Seven times for your soul, which she’ll eat whole - you can never pass while you’re in her stomach. She has to repeat this on any mirror or door between you and her. You can try to outrun her, but she’s faster than the fastest man. And if you leave your home while she’s knocking on your door, she won’t be so courteous when she catches up to you. Now the man was certain that this thing had killed his sister, that he had tried to tell the police, but they would not listen. Next he had tried to tell his priest, but the priest turned him away when he saw that the thing was following him now - oh, that’s right, I forgot about that - it can only get you if you tell someone else about it, or you saw it kill someone else. The man, after finishing his tale, stole a car from the mission, and was never seen again. Apparently his mother and father had immediately called his aunt about this when it happened. They were found in the morning, skinned and dismembered. Their bodies were covered in tiny, child-like handprints. His aunt was really drunk the night before, and had told him about that. He told me this story early in the morning today at school, before the cops arrived. His aunt had been murdered that night. I called him later that night, and he told me that he was being chased by someone, and now they were knocking on his door. I told him to stop shitting me. He held the phone away from his face for a minute, and I could hear slow, deliberate knocking. A moment later, I heard the door rip from its hinges and the dying screams of my friend. Then a little girl’s voice spoke over the line: “WITNESS.” I hung up. Three minutes ago someone started knocking on my door. She has to knock 28 times on my front door, 28 times on the mirror in the hall, and another 28 times on the door to my bedroom. She’s doing it slowly… I think she wants to scare me some more, let me know that my death is just moments away. I will not run - I couldn’t get to my car in time anyway. She started knocking on my bedroom door a minute ago, she should be done any moment. Nice knowing you guys, it’s been funjklm,.- WITNESS
[QUOTE=InChoFace;24016003]-witness story-[/QUOTE] Sorry, you're a bit late. Damn, this story used to keep me up for ages at night, now I just think 'Hey dude, it's just silly pictures and stories.' This now works for everything, so thank you creepy story!
[QUOTE=Jamsponge;24016046]Sorry, you're a bit late. Damn, this story used to keep me up for ages at night, now I just think 'Hey dude, it's just silly pictures and stories.' This now works for everything, so thank you creepy story![/QUOTE] fuck ive read through every page and i could of swore i never saw it there ohhwell random weird ass picture time [img]http://30.media.tumblr.com/sQFOUSqRjq2ei7sfPaL6Eql6o1_500.jpg[/img]
[QUOTE=InChoFace;24016086]fuck ive read threw every page and i could of swore i never saw it there ohhwell random weird ass picture time [img_thumb]http://30.media.tumblr.com/sQFOUSqRjq2ei7sfPaL6Eql6o1_500.jpg[/img_thumb][/QUOTE] Ummm... Sorry mate. You may want to try writing something original. Just get a good template (evil video game for example), and make something new and original.
[QUOTE=Jamsponge;24016129]Ummm... Sorry mate. You may want to try writing something original. Just get a good template (evil video game for example), and make something new and original.[/QUOTE] dont think i am creative enough for that but hey who knows maby some day ill come up with something
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjWQcT4qGUU[/media] This has more than likely been posted already, but I really don't feel like going through fifty-eight pages of stuff to check. This creeps the shit out of me, but I find it very intriguing.
I remember going into X16 prepared to shit myself, and nearly doing so when I heard the Bloodsucker cry at the bottom of the elevator shaft. Too bad it's misplaced, as no bloodsuckers spawn there.
[QUOTE=Ezhik;23893652]Anyone has the story that I'm looking for: It was about a guy in a haunted house, during the story all hell broke loose, and at first is was just random sounds from his kitchen, and the guy grabbed a wrench, or a baseball bat, after some time he passed out and woke up on his lawn.[/QUOTE] Still looking for it. It was made by a facepuncher.
[QUOTE=-GTFMiika-;24017026][media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjWQcT4qGUU[/media] This has more than likely been posted already, but I really don't feel like going through fifty-eight pages of stuff to check. This creeps the shit out of me, but I find it very intriguing.[/QUOTE] ahh man the girl just got i the car and now im scared lol cant watch more but i will finished watching it and well...okay im a little creeped out now....
Let me start from the beginning. I don't know how much time I can stay here. So a few days ago I received a small envelope in my mail box from my uncle. My uncle works for the police department and usually sends me interesting, yet useless evidence from investigations. Usually it would contain some small note along with it, but this time there was no note, and inside was a small, actually slightly burned GBA cartridge. The odd part was the ripped sticker on the front, which was written over with a fine black Sharpie. It read "Pokemon" in very sloppy handwriting. It wasn't the same handwriting on the envelope. I wondered many things at the time, mainly what investigation this could ever be part of. I went to my room and dusted off my 1st gen DS. I slipped in the GBA cart and noticed the DS flicker a purple screen on both screens. Something obviously wasn't right, and something told me it might not be exactly smart to continue. Luckily at the time, I wasn't very smart I guess. I powered on the DS, and it went straight to the GBA mode. I hadn't enabled that setting before... Instead of any intro, it went straight to the title screen. All it said was Pokemon with a blank white background. I pressed start, and it played the death cry of an unknown Pokemon. The only two options were New Game and Continue. I pressed Continue. Immediately I had realized this was Oh god it's getting louder. I'll continue later, im in truble
I'm not saying video game stories aren't well written but i just don't find them creepy i mean its a video game like the fallout one i know its not real but even if it was it wouldn't be some sort of scary glitch it would just be something one of the programmers put in to the game along with all other haunted video game stories but that's just my opinion
Anyone hear of the urban legend behind [URL="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8s3JI_DWvWg&fmt=18"]"Love Rollercoaster" by the Ohio Players[/URL]? It's actually pretty interesting, albeit bullshit. [img]http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LXqBXJEfW0A/SyyMF0fyPsI/AAAAAAAATRM/iN65-1467s4/s400/honey.jpg[/img] [IMG]http://www.snopes.com/music/graphics/honey2.jpg[/IMG] [quote]While the song is known within the music community for its distinctive and influential sound, within the popular imagination it remains best identified with a persistent urban legend. During an instrumental portion of the song, a high-pitched scream is heard (between 1:24 and 1:28 on the single version, or between [B]2:32 and 2:36[/B] on the album version); this was Billy Beck, but according to the most common legend, it was the voice of an individual being murdered live while the tape was rolling. The "victim's" identity varies greatly depending on the version. The supposed sources of the scream have included an individual who was killed at some prior time, her scream inexplicably recorded and looped into the track. Another version tells of a rabbit being killed outside the studio whose scream was accidentally picked up by the band's recording equipment - highly implausible, since professional recording studios are soundproof. The most widespread version of the myth, however, tells that Ester Cordet,who appeared nude on the [I]Honey[/I] album cover, had been badly burned by the super-heated honey used for the photo shoot, which occurred simultaneous with the recording session, and her agonized screams were inadvertently captured on tape. A further variation had Cordet suffering permanent disfigurement due to the burns; she interrupted the band's recording session, threatening to sue, at which point the band's manager stabbed her to death in the control room.[/quote]
[QUOTE=daijitsu;23932577]let me tell you about the emergency loudspeaker tornado siren things by me. Every second tuesday of a month, the township runs a test of the sirens in the area. What this means is they broadcast over the sirens a voice saying "This is a test of the emergency advanced warning system, if this were an emergency the siren would have sounded, followed by instructions for your safety." *sireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen* "Thank you, this was only a test. If it was a real emergency, blah blah blah". Now, the siren tower is literally about two streets down from my house. I can see it quite clearly. The problem is, my bedroom is on the opposite end of the house as the siren, so [I]all[/I] of the sound I hear from it in my bedroom is bounced off of several houses behind mine, as well as the residual vibrance off of the trees. This turns the moderately reassuring sound of "This is a test" followed by the siren wooping for ten seconds into something LITERALLY like the sounds in the following videos mixed together (turn your volume all the way up, a siren meant for the entire town is just a few houses down the damn street) [URL="http://www.facepunch.com/#"]View YouTUBE video[/URL] [URL]http://youtube.com/watch?v=erMO3m0oLvs[/URL] [URL="http://www.facepunch.com/#"]View YouTUBE video[/URL] [URL]http://youtube.com/watch?v=7XKJRxhSveo[/URL] Do you know how pant-shittingly scary that is to wake up to? It flips me out of bed every time :gonk: [editline]01:13AM[/editline] oh, and on top of that they messed up the messages and played a national disaster alert over the speaker for one of the tests. Bright, sunny day out, kids playing in the street, I'm out helping my mom with some yardwork, when suddenly the siren winds up, followed by a rushed "This is an emergency, please get indoors as soon as possible. I repeat, this is NOT a test, please evacuate to the nearest shelter and await further instructions". I was running around gathering the kids from the street in a panic, and when we got to the house a live announcement apologizing for the mistake was played over the speaker. :argh:[/QUOTE] the first siren is played in all Global-Thermo Nuclear Warfare warnings and Nuclear Strike Warnings and pretty much anything involving weapons of mass destruction strike warnings now'a days. and when i had the volume on full and listened to the second i [B][I][U]LITTERALY [/U][/I][/B]shit [B][I][U]NUKES!!![/U][/I][/B] i feel bad for u, thats gotta be scary as hell, having a siren that plays in nuclear strike warnings every GOD DAMN WEEK OR SO!!! although i have to do this, :patriot:, thank u my country (USA) for making the first nuclear weapon. so russia and korea, :fuckoff:
This thread has made me insanely paranoid about so much
[QUOTE=InChoFace;24016086]fuck ive read through every page and i could of swore i never saw it there ohhwell random weird ass picture time [IMG]http://30.media.tumblr.com/sQFOUSqRjq2ei7sfPaL6Eql6o1_500.jpg[/IMG][/QUOTE] oh i didnt see this before, that is one creepypasta picture dude! [editline]04:56PM[/editline] oh! read this! its creepy [URL]http://bitey.com/2010/07/pilliga/[/URL]
[QUOTE=Ezhik;24017245]Still looking for it. It was made by a facepuncher.[/QUOTE] Ask and you shall recieve. [quote=Raiskauskone]Alright, I suggest everyone reading this post either to scroll past this post, because this is just mind-freaking-creepy. And because it happened to me, I've become really fucking jumpy and panicked in the slightest bit of dark when being alone. So this thing started in broad daylight, I was alone at home, and our house was currently going throught some re-construction of the shover and sauna section. And because of this, the hallway leading to... oh fuck it, let the picture explain: [img]http://img532.imageshack.us/img532/2263/mindfuckv.jpg[/img] So yeah, because the rest of the house beyond that door was under construction, it was only covered with a foliage that made creepy wind sounds and kept wobling and moving all the time. The first sights of incoming shit towards the fan was during day, when I was in the living room, chilling, watching tv. Mind you that this was in summer and I fucking fear bees and wasps (childhood events, don't ask), so I was always lookout for their distinctive sounds and small movement. So yeah, some time during the day I started hearing this really weird sound, like a crappy stereo playing nonstop bass really quiet, and cracking and stuff like that making it sound disoriented. This sounded like a bee hitting a window constantly when trying to get out. This made my ears and eyes all fucking sensed up, scanning the huge room, bit by bit. But I didn't see any, which made me all more jumped up, because I didn't know where the fucker was, and where it will come to sting me from. During this weird sound I noticed that the annoying wobling of the foliage on the door had completely stopped, same goes for the sound of wind. It was really really quiet, if you don't count that eerie bass sound. But I didn't notice it because I was so concentrated on spotting the flying bugger. Soon I moved to the kitchen, the door to my room was closed (as usual to prevent any bees, wasps, bugs getting into there during summer). Now the stairs leading to upstairs are creaky as hell, making it impossible for anything or anyone try to sneak between the floors without waking up everyone in the house. Yeah, well, I heard the 7th step (yup, during the years I've lived in this house, I have learned to recognize even the sounds of every step in the stairs.) and so I thought my sister or brother was in the house and tried to sneak around for some reason. Off I go to there, and surprise surprise, nothing. I then proceed to upstairs. [img]http://img532.imageshack.us/img532/8726/mindfuck2.jpg[/img] Now, here begins the first phase of mind-fuckery, as I went to the room on the left in the picture. The duck-taped door of the attic in the room started creaking and shit. Now let me tell you a little story about that attic dear Facepunch, from the first year of moving into this house, we were never, ever allowed to enter that attic. It was duck-taped from the very beginning. It has only been open once, I got only glimpse inside, and all I saw was really darkness and some old chair and litter in the floor. But after that day, the door had been kept tightly closed, usually blocked with a shelf or other stuff too. Our dad has always told us to never even try to open it. And if we questioned him, he'd get angry and told us that there was dangerous. He never told us what thought. The door started creaking and cranking, like it was going to burst. I foolishly didn't consider this as nothing worrisome, and noted it with "uh, okay, thats weird". Yeah, well, things started to go only downwards spiral like a burning Spitfire towards the sea during the Battle of Britain from that point. First I started having this strong feeling of someone being behind me, and I started feeling quite...threatened. Like there was someone creeping behind a corner with a knife. I quickly checked the stairway and the second room, nothing. But the feelings mentioned early just kept getting stronger, and the door kept creaking louder and louder. Suddenly, it stopped, the feeling of someone being behind me and the threat disappeared and was replaced with a loud humming inside my head. I felt really frigging dizzy, like I was about to pass out. I quickly went downstairs, into the living room, and sit into the sofa-chair. Now I don't know did I pass out or just forgot, but it suddenly was dark, like someone had hit the "night" switch. It was so dark I thought I was blind, but soon my eyes got used to the dark. I was still sitting on the chair, but in different position. I was quite confused about what the fuck was going on, because I didn't feel tired or anything, I pretty much felt like I just jumped forward in time. And that both confused me and my body the heck out, it also didn't help me feel any safer to note that all the damn lights in the house were off. Even the kitchen light which is always on. Shit kept only going creepier. The dizzy feeling was gone, so was the eerie bass sound. But now the creepy wobbling of the foliage and wind caused by it was back. Now I was started to feel scared, so I proceed to the light switch. As soon as I got the lights on, the bass sound came back, stronger this time. Then I turned around to noticed that the living room was a mess. No idea what had happened. I took a carefull peek to the kitchen and was scared shitless when I noticed that my room's door was open, and it was pitch-black in there. There was supposed to be no-one in the house expect me, which made it all more creepy. The sound of the wobling and wind was gone again. I got the lights on the kitchen, and started going towards my room. And my God, I felt really fucking shit, I felt like running so bad. My brains were screaming "DONT GO IN THERE" but I knew if I didn't put the lights in there, I wouldn't be able to know was the room really empty. And it would just leave me all unsure am I really alone in this house. So I entered into the darkness And hit the switch First, it seemed that everything was okay in my room, nothing was out of place, same condition as it was in the day. But then the creepy cracking bass sound stopped all of an sudden, and I started seeing movement in the corner of my eyes, fuck yeah, in the middle of the room. I first thought it was from me being tired or something, but I wasn't tired at all. Then I started feeling dizzy, again. Oh boy, then it was a fucking trippy trip. The room started warping in my eyes, stars started spinning in my eyes and the corners in the room started getting darker and darker. And those dark spots looked as if they were coming towards me. The bass sound went steadily from quiet to fucking loud. Holy shit I was basically shitting more bricks than the whole industry of Ruhr in a wartime production capacity. And while being scared utterly shitless I unnoticable took few steps backward, getting out of the room. The warping and the weird shadows kept in the room, and when I closed and opened my eyes. They were gone. If you think this was the peak of the fucked-upness, you are wrong. Oh boy, now the fun begins. The lights in the kitchen suddenly went off for a couple of times before coming back. All the sounds in the house suddenly ceased, all the voices stopped. And while I was trying to figure out in my scared-to-shitless brains what the fuck was going to happen next. The stairs started creeking. "Holy shit" I thought Someone was coming down the stairs I was in utter shock, the hallway had lights off, someone was already comind in the middle of the stairs, and I had nowhere to run. I started searching fast something to defend myself with (but I'm quite sure I would have crapped my pants and dropped whatever I was holding and started crying in the corner, curled up in a ball), I quickly crabbed a wrench from the table next to the living room - kitchen opening. And prepared myself. One after another, the steps in the stairs creaked, steadily coming towards the first floor. The only sounds in the world around me were those creaks. They kept getting closer and closer, until, the last step, creaked. I stared into the darkness, something was there, I could fucking feel it with every fysical and physical sense I had. And it was something really, really, really bad. Then the lights in the whole house, went off. All of them. I was in total darkness. And this time... I wasn't alone Now this was the famous last drop that broke the camel's back, the last bind holding my sanity snapped, and I just simply rushed in the darkness to the hallway, swinging the wrench around. And as soon as I into there, I hit the light switch. Nothing. In the panic I simply kicked down the foliage in the door to the under-construction section of the house, and ran outside. I don't know what happened after that, because I then woke up in my room, with my dad and mom on the door discussing about what the fuck had happened in the house while they were away. And calling on the phone to someone and talking about what they had seen. After they noticed I was awake they told me finding me outside on the front garden, with blood coming out of my nose and mouth. They had called a police and they investigated and stuff, but they found nothing that wasn't caused by none other than me, other than that the attic door upstairs was wide open, with the duck-tapes ripped off the wall. We moved from the house in the next couple of days. Edited: Mind you that I had really hard time writing this, I had to go throught the utterly horrible memories of this to put on here. Which I really wouldn't like to memember anymore, actually, I'm not able to sleep tonight thanks to this. Atleast there are other people in this home right now.[/quote] I never knew Raiskauskone posted that story. It's probably why he started this thread.
WHOA FUCKING WHAT I remember reading that the first time it was posted. I want to think it was on Gamefaqs. I replied to that topic. ....was that on Facepunch? I remember it was posted on Gamefaqs.. by Raiskauskone. I'm confused.
That story reminds me of these doors my highschool has, there's only two of them and they look like they were pulled right out of a old mental institution or something. A few of my teachers "joked" about keeping bodies in there. :ohdear:
[QUOTE=Moreto;24027230]That story reminds me of these doors my highschool has, there's only two of them and they look like they were pulled right out of a old mental institution or something. A few of my teachers "joked" about keeping bodies in there. :ohdear:[/QUOTE] Avatar doesn't help. Also, I liked the house story.
[QUOTE=Keelwar;24027756]Avatar doesn't help. Also, I liked the house story.[/QUOTE] Totally not intentional.
It's 11:22 right now. Boy things have been crazy. I guess before I continue I should state a little backstory. I live in Northern Indiana, and if any of you have checked any doppler radar centered arounf that area, you should know that we've had a lot of storms this summer. Sme of them knocked out my power, but apparently only on the nights of viewing this thread. What a strange coincidence. Whether the two are related is yet to be decided. But tonight there wasn't any storm, only something much worse. I was just downstairs, getting a late night snack. As I walked through the kitchen, there was only the dim glow of the lights from the second story providing light. But I stopped in the middle of the kitchen. I heard something wierd. Strange noises ommited from the basement and the home office next to it. A strange distorted dripping almost. I figured it was the basement sink and I was just hearing an echo, so I continued through and got a bowl of cheetos. I was headed back to the stairs, and neglecting what my senses told me, I glanced into the office. It was pitch black, except for a pair of glowing eyes, hovering above the floor. They moved without a sound, slowly exiting the doorway. I emidiatly turned around and ran upstairs, thinking it was my imagination. I shook it off. I went to the bathroom to wash the cheetos of my hands. But suddenly a burst of noise came from the hallway. 4 feet away I saw a white figure dart across the hallway, towards my bedroom. Nervously, I glanced out into the hallway, nothing. Nothing in my bedroom (though the door ubstructed my vision somewhat. I continued down the hall to my bedroom, terrified of what I might find. But thankfully all I found was air. So I looked at the new post on this thread, when I heard the noise of something shifting behind me. I was stupid enough to turn around. Crawling out from under the bed was a frightening humanoid figure, though it didn't appear to have any facial features, nor any clothing. It crawled with percision, exiting out from under my bed in mere seconds. It stood up rather quick to, and I suppose it stared at me. It made a horrific noise, like that of a cat in a garbage disposal mixed with a siren and a variety of undescribable sounds, mixed together all at one. Then two areas that bulged out slightly from the head began to emit that glow. Needless to say i was terrified. Then the power was cut. Nobody has come in my room to check on me, and I don't know if the creature is still there. Luckily I'm able to report to you these events because of the laptop, though I have limited battery time left. So please, help mekn djl nljn
I love those storie how it gets cut off, the guy somehow presses submit while getting mauled by godknowswhat. It's so stukssi qjenw
[QUOTE=Novangel;24028672]I love those storie how it gets cut off, the guy somehow presses submit while getting mauled by godknowswhat. It's so stukssi qjenw[/QUOTE] I kno it's really getting oldhbdhgsh lolwitness
Entirely unsure if this has already been posted, but [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vgrsgf_X4O0[/media]
[QUOTE=linksysruler;24024972]Ask and you shall recieve. I never knew Raiskauskone posted that story. It's probably why he started this thread.[/QUOTE] That's actually very creepy.
Wanna hear about scary sirens? Those ones that go, in a deep "voice": "DUUUUN", "DUUUUN". There's just something that's so ominous about them.
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