• Generally just Fucking Creepy Stuff-Thread
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Hurry up and allow me to pre-purchase it dammit.
hey guys here's an eerie song [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkVT2NwiAgY&feature=search[/url]
Oh what the FUCK. I was browsing this thread and then suddenly the Automatic Alert System goes off on the TV for a Tornado warning in the area. It's not hitting me, but it's not good when you're browsing a thread and then suddenly. [img]http://img.wonkette.com/assets/resources/2006/06/flash%20flood%20warning.JPG[/img] [b]ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR[/b]
[QUOTE=Spiderjjr45;24175344]Oh what the FUCK. I was browsing this thread and then suddenly the Automatic Alert System goes off on the TV for a Tornado warning in the area. It's not hitting me, but it's not good when you're browsing a thread and then suddenly. [IMG]http://img.wonkette.com/assets/resources/2006/06/flash%20flood%20warning.JPG[/IMG] [B]ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR[/B][/QUOTE] My parrot can do that perfectly.
I found a pretty good source of creepypasta: [url]http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Creepypasta_Wiki[/url]
Thank you, Riutet, for reminding me about that game. For some reason I forgot to pre-order it. Doing so now. [QUOTE=AlienFanatic;24175206]hey guys here's an eerie song [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkVT2NwiAgY&feature=search[/url][/QUOTE] That plays at the end of one of David Firth's cartoons. I think it was the Salad Fingers where he starts tripping after impaling his finger on a hook.
[quote]In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favor: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed. She started out to deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale. And what was in the envelope? "This is the last one I am sending you today." [/quote]
Late but still good.
Yeesh, that Tulpa story on the Creepypasta wiki was creepy, especially with the Aphex Twin song. And at the point where the tulpa touched the guy's head, said "All thoughts are creative", and walked out of the room, it fit so well with the music. Plus, I can't help but visualise the tulpa as Salad Fingers...
[img]http://images.memegenerator.net/Paranoid-Parrot/ImageMacro/2162022/browsing-creepy-stuff-thread-start-gif-checking-text.jpg[/img]
[QUOTE=AlienFanatic;24175206]hey guys here's an eerie song [URL]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkVT2NwiAgY&feature=search[/URL][/QUOTE] Afraid of Monsters!
:smith: all the creepy has diapered from this thread...
[QUOTE=InChoFace;24187408]:smith: all the creepy has [B]diapered[/B] from this thread...[/QUOTE] Shit.
gamerkiwis was pretty good, albeit short
Oh shit [IMG]http://thechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/childhood-fear-11.jpg?w=500&h=332[/IMG]
Alright, not really creepy, but it scared the fuck out of me when it happened. A few days ago, Obama came to visit Seattle. That means that much of Washington's airspace was restricted. I did not know this. I was sitting in my house's office, talking with my friends on Teamspeak and playing TF2, when suddenly, my house violently shakes twice. At first, I thought it was an earthquake, but it didn't last long enough, so I thought that maybe it was someone breaking down my door or something. I grabbed my baseball bat, which I keep nearby in case someone does try to break in, and went downstairs. I checked my entire house, and found nothing. It turns out that some dumbasses didn't know that the airspace was restricted, and two fighter jets flew at sonic speeds to Seattle from Portland to intercept them, causing two sonic booms. It gave me a headache :mad:
Okay I have a question about this creepy pasta. It's called The Reflection. [quote]You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you.You gulp, picking up the phone to your right and dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now.You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow.It's his reflection.[/quote] Hope I got the quotation tags right. Was that his reflection or was it the reflection of the murderer inside his house?
Well, this happened some time ago and its basically the only encounter I've ever had with any sort of (obvious) criminal. Two of my friends and I (we were 12 at the time) were having a sleep over at another friend of our's house. It was maybe, 10-11:00 at night and we were just fucking around watching movies, playing games, eating chips, playing hide and seek cause his house was huge and it was damn fun. We heard a loud bang coming from upstairs (we were in the basement at the moment playing hide and seek) and we didnt really know what happened since it couldnt have been one of us, we were all downstairs. Then we just start hearing stuff crashing and breaking. Suddenly, we knew what was going on. There was someone in the house, someone unwanted. We got together and made up a silly plan since we didnt know what else we could do. Our plan was to grab an airsoft gun (my friend had lots) and to go upstairs and start screaming and shooting with airsoft guns at him (might sound dumb, but we didnt have a phone upstairs and back then in 2004 I didnt have a cell) Well the plan didnt work out since it turns out there were 3 of them (we only expected one) so in the end we just take off and start running like hell. Nothing really happened, the 3 thiefs were caught 2 days later and the stuff they stole (which was some phones, cash and some jewelry) were returned. But damn, that is the one thing in my life I wont forget. It might not seem so creepy and scary but when youre 12 years old and in a basement with no phones and youre playing hide and seek and you start hearing shit upstairs, its pretty fucking scary.
i dont understand this "candle cove" tv show can someone give me a run through on what its about
It's apparently some creepy kids show that only kids could perceive, whereas adults only saw static. It's a rather interesting concept, where children can perceive things that adults cannot. Just imagine, if someone one day invented a device that could alter your perceptions to that of a child's perceptions, what would you see? Would it all be normal, or would there be all sorts of strange, crazy things that the adult mind would fail to comprehend, and render the user catatonic for days before they hang themselves from seeing all those crazy chicken-ghosts and bogeymen? (that's right, I said bogeymen, not boogeymen)
Candle Cove was supposedly a creepy children's show that ran in San Francisco in the '70s that only children can watch; adults would only see and hear static. Damn it, this is the second time in a row I have been ninja'd.
as creepy as it sounds, how would the producers produce it if only the kids could percieve? :v:
Throw stuff on screen and hope it made sense?
[QUOTE=DudeGuyKT;24201809]Throw stuff on screen and hope it made sense?[/QUOTE] Nah, they do that already.
Put quotes on your creepies people. It makes thing organized and if OP were to make an archive on what content we've sent it'd be easy for him/her. ((OP you have gender?))
[QUOTE=daijitsu;24201721]as creepy as it sounds, how would the producers produce it if only the kids could percieve? :v:[/QUOTE] Forced child labor. [editline]12:07AM[/editline] [quote]There's room for one more A young woman on her way to town broke her journey by staying with friends at an old manor house. Her bedroom looked out to the carriage sweep at the front door. It was a moonlit night, and she found it difficult to sleep. As the clock outside her bedroom door struck 12, she heard the noise of horses’ hooves on the gravel outside, and the sound of wheels. She got up and went over to the window to see who could be arriving at that time of night. The moonlight was very bright, and she saw a hearse drive up to the door. It hadn’t a coffin in it; instead it was crowded with people. The coachman sat high up on the box: as he came opposite the window he drew up and turned his head. His face terrified her, and he said in a distinct voice, “There’s room for one more.” She drew the curtain, ran back to bed, and covered her head with the bedclothes. In the morning she was not quite sure whether it had been a dream, or whether she had really got out of bed and seen the hearse, but she was glad to go up to town and leave the old house behind her. She was shopping in a big store which had an elevator in it — an up-to-date thing at that time. She was on the top floor, and went to the elevator to go down. It was rather crowded, but as she came up to it, the elevator operator turned his head and said, “There’s room for one more.” It was the face of the coachman of the hearse. “No, thank you,” said the girl. “I’ll walk down.” She turned away, the elevator doors clanged, there was a terrible rush and screaming and shouting, and then a great clatter and thud. The elevator had fallen and every soul in it was killed.[/quote] [quote]the third wish An elderly man was sitting alone on a dark path. He wasn’t sure of which direction to go, and he’d forgotten both where he was traveling to…and who he was. He’d sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him. She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: “Now your third wish. What will it be?” “Third wish?” The man was baffled. “How can it be a third wish if I haven’t had a first and second wish?” “You’ve had two wishes already,” the hag said, “but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That’s why you remember nothing; because everything is the way it was before you made any wishes.” She cackled at the poor man. “So it is that you have one wish left.” “All right,” he said hesitantly, “I don’t believe this, but there’s no harm in trying. I wish to know who I am.” “Funny,” said the old woman as she granted his wish and disappeared forever. “That was your first wish…”[/quote] [quote]Don't worry about it You’re slowly stirred awake by the distant ringing as the phone beside your bed pulls you out of your dreams. Your thoughts gather themselves and you groan, reaching over to answer. As soon as you place the phone to your ear, you’re greeted by the background noise consisting of twisted screams. People in agonizing pain begging for help or death, not that the interference allows you to hear any individual voice clearly enough. “Get out of the house now!” The call ends abruptly after what you could have sworn was a voice from closer to you than on the other end. You shift yourself to the side of the bed, sighing while rubbing your eyes. A call this startling and this early in the morning would keep you awake. Your wife shuffles to the side, apparently also woken by the call. She wraps her arms around you and gives a light kiss on the neck. “Don’t worry about it,” Her half asleep mumble calms you down somewhat. Just as you’re about to place the phone down, it rings again. You fumble slightly and drop it. Instead, you feel your wife’s arms tighten around you, preventing you from leaning forward. It’s then you notice a subtle difference between the arms around you and the familiarity of your wife’s. “He’s too late to save you anyway.”[/quote]
Creepy is only really creepy when the story leaves you wondering and thinking if it was true, And reasonable explanations. Such as the candle cove story, For all we know it could be true? I'm tempted to sit my friends 3 year old kid infront of the static on youtube and see her reaction lol!. I'm very interested in the candle cove story because its very mysterious, Also there could be a real candle cove somewhere on the world where there are heaps of missing dead kids!
one time at night my dog barked at the back door for no reason so i looked out the window on the back door and nothing was there so i went into the kitchen and looked out the window, still nothing. But when i came back to calm my dog the back porchlight was on. And BTW has anyone seen the movie "Slither"? Most disturbing movie evah. [editline]07:40AM[/editline] [QUOTE=ironman17;24200964]It's apparently some creepy kids show that only kids could perceive, whereas adults only saw static. It's a rather interesting concept, where children can perceive things that adults cannot. Just imagine, if someone one day invented a device that could alter your perceptions to that of a child's perceptions, what would you see? Would it all be normal, or would there be all sorts of strange, crazy things that the adult mind would fail to comprehend, and render the user catatonic for days before they hang themselves from seeing all those crazy chicken-ghosts and bogeymen? (that's right, I said bogeymen, not boogeymen)[/QUOTE] I dont belive it i saw something on youtube that was all static and im 13, 13 is still a kid, right?
[QUOTE=eggball;24210064] And BTW has anyone seen the movie "Slither"? Most disturbing movie evah. [/QUOTE] man that movie was crap it wasn't disturbing at all
[QUOTE=blackrack;24189436]Oh shit [IMG]http://thechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/childhood-fear-11.jpg?w=500&h=332[/IMG][/QUOTE] All i can imagine Pennywise saying is "YOU WANT SUCKY SUCKY? FIVE DOLLAR?"
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