The Generally Just Fucking Creepy Stuff Chat Thread V4 - "Let The Bone Rattling Begin" Edition
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[QUOTE=ScoutKing;40352679]Anyone got any good stories about Black eye kids?[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Strider_07;40109516]More creepy Coast to Coast AM interviews, this one about the Black Eyed Children
[video=youtube;sLfJoPQKFnE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLfJoPQKFnE[/video][/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Strider_07;40366424][/QUOTE]
The video doesn't exist.
[video=youtube;efgwwngFqXY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efgwwngFqXY[/video]
[editline]22nd April 2013[/editline]
gubmint takin down mah videos, it's a conspiracy I tells ya :tinfoil:
Not really creepy per se but something I find unnerving
It's an actual dream I made last night. I was riding on a bike with some of my friends (even though I haven't used one in years) in a forest at night. The path was familliar since I went there before in another dream except there were cottages alongside the road. I get to where should have been a free space, to see a fairly newly constructed chapel looking building. After entering in, I could remember how the place looked before all this was built. What I find unnerving is 1: The place is creepy as fuck in both dreams I made, the one without any building and the one with. 2: I didn't feel any fear in this place, I actually rather liked it, hell I even felt sad when I saw the Chapel looking place rather thatn the free space and finally 3: The actual place how it looked like in the first dream. It was surrounded by trees, of course, but there was in the middle a trunk, shaped like a seat or a throne. The trees didn't have leaves and some were positioned to look like collumns. Add to that the dark gray-blue of the sky and bam, instant creepy. But again, I felt good there.
Fucked up, isn't it?
[QUOTE=Yogkog;40363842]The Mandrill Maze
It's such a dumb creepypasta, but it somehow spooks me still.[/QUOTE]
I don't know about the creepypasta, but the music in the Mandrill Maze is pretty cool.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMc4Lcxmmso[/media]
It's kinda like something for an 80's TV show.
[QUOTE]She is noteworthy as a U.S. Navy vessel that has apparently been attacked by an unknown species of giant squid. In 1978, the "NOFOUL" rubber coating of her AN/SQS-26 SONAR dome was damaged by multiple cuts over 8 percent of the dome surface. Nearly all of the cuts contained remnants of sharp, curved claws found on the rims of suction cups of some squid tentacles. The claws were much larger than those of any squid that had been discovered at that time.[/QUOTE]
[url]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USS_Stein_(FF-1065)[/url]
[QUOTE=ironman17;40410291]I don't know about the creepypasta, but the music in the Mandrill Maze is pretty cool.
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMc4Lcxmmso[/media]
It's kinda like something for an 80's TV show.[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;fSaYaP4f5tA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSaYaP4f5tA[/video]
[QUOTE=megafat;40453841][media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BPPdS_P2ZXM&feature=player_embedded[/media][/QUOTE]
what did I just watch
[QUOTE=Deadman123;40454565]what did I just watch[/QUOTE]
[img]http://facepunch.com/image.php?u=2006&dateline=1365072684[/img]
[QUOTE=Deadman123;40454565]what did I just watch[/QUOTE]
IDK, but it's ogre now.
[QUOTE=ironman17;40459070]IDK, but it's ogre now.[/QUOTE]
son you better shrek yourself before you wreck yourself
Looking back I now feel like an utter donkey.
[QUOTE=ironman17;40459407]Looking back I now feel like an utter donkey.[/QUOTE]
we better not swamp this thread with puns
what about some creepy stuff in bthe generally jsut creepy stuff thread?
mannequins
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJfiBLy79XI[/media]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dsBznDQ4sk[/media]
ChaoticMonki did another Cry Reads video a week or so ago, in case some of you missed it.
[quote][media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoId6lyCACw[/media][/quote]
[QUOTE=Joekirk;40462853]ChaoticMonki did another Cry Reads video a week or so ago, in case some of you missed it.[/QUOTE]
I hoped that when [sp]the narrator was pulling out his other eye and said he lost power in his legs and fell down, that he would break his arm or something, causing him to break his other arm to maintain symmetry. Then when he did that, something else harmed him in some way, forcing him to continually harm himself until he was mangled mess.[/sp]
[t]http://i.imgur.com/ecaCeJCh.jpg[/t]
[t]http://i.imgur.com/L05Vj9sh.jpg[/t]
those are worms
[t]http://i.imgur.com/wCavjRPh.jpg[/t]
[t]http://i.imgur.com/tVk2Fpth.jpg[/t]
[QUOTE=Griffster26;40469715]
those are worms
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this is some System Shock shit
[QUOTE=Griffster26;40469715][t]http://i.imgur.com/ecaCeJCh.jpg[/t]
[t]http://i.imgur.com/L05Vj9sh.jpg[/t]
those are worms
[t]http://i.imgur.com/wCavjRPh.jpg[/t]
[t]http://i.imgur.com/tVk2Fpth.jpg[/t][/QUOTE]
Holy titfuck!
Speaking about creepy, I heard that Twin Peaks is damn weird, a lot like much of the stuff David Lynch makes.
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[QUOTE]Do you know what a Cordyceps is? I didn’t either until 20 minutes ago. It’s a family of thousands of different types of fungus, grows all around the word in various rainforests and jungles. The awful thing about them is they’re parasitic, they grow on other animals. An ant happens to run into some spores, and then it starts to colonize his insides, starting with his brain. At some point, the ant starts to act visibly ill; standing in place and shivering, or walking in circles. If a fellow colony member sees him in this condition, he will be dragged to the border of the colony and exiled.
Then, when it’s almost over, the ant weakly climbs as high as he can up the vines, and locks his body on tight. Finally, he dies, and the fungus emerges from the back of his head, bursting forth like a long and foul fruit. After a short time, the little stalk spews forth its own spores, leaving the mummified and broken ant clinging to the stalk, his eye cavities filled with drying fungus.
I mention this because last night, when I was up on the roof of my apartment complex, I found my brother’s body.
He’s been back from 18 months on duty in the Philippines for less than three days. This was the first I’d seen him. My parents called me up the day before yesterday to tell me that he was on his way up. They told me he’d stayed in his room since he got home, and then suddenly got up and announced he was on his way to see me. They thought he was drunk, I’d thought he’d never made it.
He must have come straight up to the roof and died, by the smell of it. I was just finishing a cigarette, all torn up with anxiety and head throbbing, and when the acrid smoke vanished I caught a whiff of rot on the hot wind. It took me just a few minutes before I’d found him; face down behind the vents and fans. A slimy gray column rose up obscenely from the base of his skull, and a frozen waterfall of roots and tendrils was dangling from his eye sockets and mouth. At the top of stalk was small arrangement of feathery wisps, a white powder drifting idly from it tips.
The spores must have drifting over the north side of the building all day. My side of the building. I came down to my apartment to try to call up the police, and my headache was rising to a feverish throb. I got through the door, and the moment I reached for the phone, pain flared in my head, so bad I almost passed out. I’ve since tried three times and I can never get my hand up on it.
The same thing happens when I try to get up and leave the room; I feel spines of ice tunneling up into my skull and my limbs lock up and shudder.
The ants, in their last moments crawl as high up the vines as he can climb. This is so the spore will spread over more of the colony below. In the end, the parasite controls the ant with an almost intelligent drive. God help me.
The pain is almost blinding now, and a new thought has been rising up rhythmically in my head, like a record skipping. Up. Up. Up. It’s joined by an image of my office tower. It’s taller than my apartment, the tallest place I can think off and although the bulge on the back of my neck is the size of a peach, the skin stretched shiny, and I’m dizzy and my eyes are cloudy, I think I can make it there. Up.
No. I’m sick. I need help.
The building pulses again in my mind. The cold wind. The roof and the sky. These images and concepts dull the pain momentarily as they pass through my mind. I think I can get there. Up. Up.
If you live in downtown Chicago, I would get the fuck out.
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[QUOTE=ironman17;40481269]Speaking about creepy, I heard that Twin Peaks is damn weird, a lot like much of the stuff David Lynch makes.[/QUOTE]
Did someone say Twin Peaks? I am Twin Peaks obsessive.
It's pretty weird at times, but on the whole it's more like a funny/strange/rather beautiful soap opera. It's definitely got quite a few brushes with horror, though. The last episode (which doesn't actually end the series, by the way) is absolutely one of the most unsettling things I've ever sat through.
All of David Lynch's stuff is incredible and incredibly strange. If you're looking for pure weirdness, Eraserhead feels very much like watching a nightmare. And Mulholland Drive gets disturbing at times, too.
[QUOTE=postmanX3;40482985]Did someone say Twin Peaks? I am Twin Peaks obsessive.
It's pretty weird at times, but on the whole it's more like a funny/strange/rather beautiful soap opera. It's definitely got quite a few brushes with horror, though. The last episode (which doesn't actually end the series, by the way) is absolutely one of the most unsettling things I've ever sat through.
All of David Lynch's stuff is incredible and incredibly strange. If you're looking for pure weirdness, Eraserhead feels very much like watching a nightmare. And Mulholland Drive gets disturbing at times, too.[/QUOTE]
Personally, the only Twin Peaks I watched was the movie, Fire Walk With Me. I never saw the actual show, but the movie was definitely weird, and introduced "garmonbozia", wherein the pain and suffering of mortals was like sustenance for the entities residing within the Black Lodge, which kinda makes sense since the Black Lodge is implied to be a place of pure evil. Pretty damn interesting if you ask me.
Thing is, before I found out about the whole garmonbozia thing, I imagined a small pantheon of gods within a fictional continuity I'd been working on for a while; basically in my "storyverse", gods are beings that have very strong souls, capable of storing vast amounts of magical energy, and that all gods gathered their power through absorbing the "soul-sweat" of mortals. However the gods were sorted into different groups depending on the methods by which they absorbed the spiritual essences of mortals; the primal Old Ones simply drank directly from the souls of those offered for sacrifice, kinda like vampires, whilst the other pantheons opted for the more "free-range dairy" form of power-acquisition as opposed to the long-lost and forbidden practices of the long-dead Old Ones.
The Elder Gods would gain their power through people actively worshipping them and presenting symbolic offerings, kind of like how the gods of most religions would probably work if they actually existed; the Wild Ones on the other hand were more "fun" than their lawful "balanced" peers, drawing power from people enjoying themselves, throwing grand feasts, festivals, orgies and so on to bring people to states of enjoyment and pleasure and generally feeling good, which means that the Wild Ones usually have a lot of followers in comparison to the Elder Gods, which generally makes the Elder Gods all jelly and quick to anger against the overly-popular fun-loving deities who dance in the voids between. The Dark Ones on the other hand are pretty much the polar opposite of the Wild Ones; they get power from sowing pain and suffering and extracting the spiritual essences of people experiencing "negative" emotions, generally terror sorrow and fury, and unlike the other pantheons who get their power from their followers, instead have their followers seek out victims to scare and upset and annoy.
An exception amongst the Dark Ones is in Y'golonac the Defiler, who not only gets power from his followers pestering people, but also from warriors who get angry during fights like berserkers, to the point that some orders of warriors revere Y'golonac as a god of war, which Y'golonac sometimes reciprocates through blessings of rage to give the warriors more power with which to give their master more sweet violence.
So yeah; turns out before I found out about the concept in Twin Peaks, I thought up a similar concept independently.
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Sounds like a prequel to The Last of Us.
[url]http://www.likeclockwork.tv/[/url]
spookeh
[url]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/4290613/WHAT%20THE%20FUCK.mp3[/url]
holy shit i found this on a christian summer camp choir vinyl hwhat the fuck is this
[editline]3rd May 2013[/editline]
the vinyl started out with fucking amazing grace and then it devolves into this i thoguht the vinyl was fucked up at first
Speaking of Twin Peaks
[URL]http://youtubedoubler.com/?video1=UFLiuaEtvdo&start1=0&video2=khMlcTE7lw8&start2=0&authorName=FAV[/URL]
Hi. I want to share with you my story when I was scared. Once in my childhood my Uncle bought a very bad mask. When he wear the mask and grown upon me, I was very scared. I was weeping and shrilling. It is really very bad for me.
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