Video Game Urban Legends, Creepy Pasta, Hoaxes, and Other Shit v3 - Don't Make This Fail
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I can't find a video of this glitch. In GTA: SA after you sank that RC plane underwater, the game world would get glitched out somehow (peds were floating, cars invisible and ran over peds so blood were all over the place. Everything else turned dark and creepy..) That really scared me as a kid.
I don't know if that glitch appears on the PC version, but me and a friend ages ago discovered this on the PS2 version. Great times.
Tried that infamous kinect thing. It actually amazed me, I set up the right conditions for what the guy did (that is, a chair behind me) and foolishly forgot to take pictures (Ill do it again and post pictures if you guys want), but I got pretty much the same results. There was a guy sitting on the chair. Looking back and forth he stood up and moved towards me. Thats when I get a really unnerving feeling. I went in not scared at all because I was convinced it was a clever game trick, but for some reason, as this guy stood next to my image in the camera, i felt so unnerved. My hairs stood up, I can felt so...strange. It turned into an unbearing feeling and I had to turn off the Xbox. I kinda chilled out for a few hours now im here. No dish clashing or anything, just the guy next to me and the...very unnerving feeling.
[QUOTE=WillerinV1.02;34222969]Tried that infamous kinect thing. It actually amazed me, I set up the right conditions for what the guy did (that is, a chair behind me) and foolishly forgot to take pictures (Ill do it again and post pictures if you guys want), but I got pretty much the same results. There was a guy sitting on the chair. Looking back and forth he stood up and moved towards me. Thats when I get a really unnerving feeling. I went in not scared at all because I was convinced it was a clever game trick, but for some reason, as this guy stood next to my image in the camera, i felt so unnerved. My hairs stood up, I can felt so...strange. It turned into an unbearing feeling and I had to turn off the Xbox. I kinda chilled out for a few hours now im here. No dish clashing or anything, just the guy next to me and the...very unnerving feeling.[/QUOTE]
At least that's something Nintendo can add to Wii positives:
-Amazing motion control!
-Incredible gaming experience!
-Not possessed!
I better go rent this Rise of Nightmares to see if I can replicate this phenomena
[QUOTE=WillerinV1.02;34222969]Tried that infamous kinect thing. It actually amazed me, I set up the right conditions for what the guy did (that is, a chair behind me) and foolishly forgot to take pictures (Ill do it again and post pictures if you guys want), but I got pretty much the same results. There was a guy sitting on the chair. Looking back and forth he stood up and moved towards me. Thats when I get a really unnerving feeling. I went in not scared at all because I was convinced it was a clever game trick, but for some reason, as this guy stood next to my image in the camera, i felt so unnerved. My hairs stood up, I can felt so...strange. It turned into an unbearing feeling and I had to turn off the Xbox. I kinda chilled out for a few hours now im here. No dish clashing or anything, just the guy next to me and the...very unnerving feeling.[/QUOTE]
I was hoping you'd come back with something like this
[QUOTE=WillerinV1.02;34222969]Tried that infamous kinect thing. It actually amazed me, I set up the right conditions for what the guy did (that is, a chair behind me) and foolishly forgot to take pictures (Ill do it again and post pictures if you guys want), but I got pretty much the same results. There was a guy sitting on the chair. Looking back and forth he stood up and moved towards me. Thats when I get a really unnerving feeling. I went in not scared at all because I was convinced it was a clever game trick, but for some reason, as this guy stood next to my image in the camera, i felt so unnerved. My hairs stood up, I can felt so...strange. It turned into an unbearing feeling and I had to turn off the Xbox. I kinda chilled out for a few hours now im here. No dish clashing or anything, just the guy next to me and the...very unnerving feeling.[/QUOTE]
Do it again and take pictures, or I will declare bro bullshit.
[QUOTE=Wilford Brimley;34214625]
We are talking a universal collective hivemind-esque knowledge that I am completely deceased, that my brain has disintegrated so long ago that the elements that first made up the universe would extend a pseudopod and scratch their protozoan heads, struggling to consciously remember even the slightest fraction of its existence[/QUOTE]
In short, the very first feeling a human being feels after being infected by Diabeetus.
[QUOTE=WillerinV1.02;34222969]Tried that infamous kinect thing. It actually amazed me, I set up the right conditions for what the guy did (that is, a chair behind me) and foolishly forgot to take pictures (Ill do it again and post pictures if you guys want), but I got pretty much the same results. There was a guy sitting on the chair. Looking back and forth he stood up and moved towards me. Thats when I get a really unnerving feeling. I went in not scared at all because I was convinced it was a clever game trick, but for some reason, as this guy stood next to my image in the camera, i felt so unnerved. My hairs stood up, I can felt so...strange. It turned into an unbearing feeling and I had to turn off the Xbox. I kinda chilled out for a few hours now im here. No dish clashing or anything, just the guy next to me and the...very unnerving feeling.[/QUOTE]
I felt the same way when it happened to me, maybe it was just the feeling of me adding stains to my underwear(didn't really crap myself) but it really sent chills up my spine just like all the horror books say.
If this is all bullshit, then it's fertilizer for a dying thread
If not, fuck Kinect. Can't even exorcise their crappy equipment
[QUOTE=Chekko;34225985]In short, the very first feeling a human being feels after being infected by Diabeetus.[/QUOTE]
You can't get infected with diabetes. It's either genetic or contracted through your own stupidity for being a fat bitch.
On topic: That Rise of Nightmares thing sounds like you were just paranoid and seeing things.
[QUOTE=LinkTwilight;34171835]Do you mean like in the Dreamcast version of the devil garden? (3 minutes, 35 seconds)
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XXYv0d0biBM#t=3m35s[/media][/QUOTE]
Wow dude. You're awesome.
[QUOTE=Rats808;34227387]You can't get infected with diabetes. It's either genetic or contracted through your own stupidity for being a fat bitch.
On topic: That Rise of Nightmares thing sounds like you were just paranoid and seeing things.[/QUOTE]
I would think that I was just seeing things but the problem is that the kinect highlights people that it detects with a stick figure
like in this video [URL=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ni5BElupXKM]here[/URL]
but you may very well be right I might just be incredibly paranoid.
[url]http://au.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20120115113606AApIMd0[/url] the wisdom of yahoo answers
Yeah I tried that Rise of Nightmares thing and its real
[QUOTE=supersnail11;34228248][url]http://au.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20120115113606AApIMd0[/url] the wisdom of yahoo answers[/QUOTE]
Ah, so it is real.
The game still sucks.
[QUOTE=Tovip;34218159]update about the kinect thing
I spent the last few hours on my laptop with my back against the wall (yeah I'm a real chicken) and continued to wait for someone to return home. While I was waiting I picked up on all those little sounds that you usually ignore while not in a panicked state (thumps and creeks that sort of thing). One of the sounds that really got to me though was a couple of dishes crashing to the floor which I later found out actually happened (paranoia seeping in now).
Finally my little sister came home and I told her about the story, she usually is superstitions about things like this but she refused to believe me. I decided to show her (if I could) but of course there was nothing on the screen. She showed me a combination of lights that she thought might have set it off the first time, but the problem is that it looked nothing like what I saw and the kinect refuses to detect the lights as people also what about the second time WHEN IT WAS STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME. I checked all the possible light sources, lamps, sunlight, computer monitors, things that could have done it but there was nothing that had the slightest possibility of setting it off.
As for it being something in the game that's what I like to believe for now but the people who made this game don't strike me as the geniuses that would think of and be able to implement something like this.
also sorry about the name in the last post its actually "Rise of Nightmares"
Debating if I should ever use the kinect alone again because I am a wienie.[/QUOTE]
so you sat in a corner alone scared for nothing
oh well lesson learned?
[QUOTE=supersnail11;34228248][url]http://au.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20120115113606AApIMd0[/url] the wisdom of yahoo answers[/QUOTE]
never playing this game again... NEVER.
Are they even allowed to do something like this?
Because the tuner is part of xbox and it would be very bad practice to give people a wonky feature.
I did it. Wasted my time on that stupid Rise of Nightmares thing. Worst favor I ever got my friend to reciprocate. The paranormal shit aside, it's just boring and uninteresting in the kind of way that's so generic it transcends description, and if that was all it was, I'd probably end my post here. Like the others said, the controls(which we not as bad as Topiv said but still far from stellar), start to get worse and worse, to the point where it literally is unplayable. I decided to wait until it got to this point because I wanted to recreate Topiv's initial conditions, but in my planning I forgot about the chair.
Turns out it wasn't a problem for our ghost friend, because when I paused the game to do the calibration test, there he was, just chilling there on the family sofa. I probably wasn't as shocked as the other two - half because I already knew he might show up, and half because I already knew he was just a clever trick from the programmers, like supersnail pointed out - but it was still enough to make me jump. I just watched his silhouette on the TV, not turning my head to see if there was anything there. I didn't turn off the TV or anything, I just watched him sit there, watching me back. And then he got up. He got off the sofa and stood there for a while, looking at me through the TV screen. It's not like I was possessed or literally paralyzed or something, I could have just turned the damn thing off and I wouldn't have run the risk of getting murdered by some crazy shovelware demon. But I didn't, I just waited as he walked forward until he was right behind me. At this point I broke the silence and asked, "Who are you?"
I didn't even get the first word out when the ghost put his index finger over my mouth, whispering a long [I]"shhhhhhh"[/I] into my ear. [I]I felt it.[/I] I felt a large index finger being pressed against my mouth, I didn't even look down to see if a finger was even there. It was strong, yet soft, chilling, yet warm. He took his hand from my face and brushed the back of his fingers against my pale face. Strong yet soft, chilling yet warm, his voice was like that too. He asked - "You've been real lonely lately, haven't you." He sounded like the black guy from the Allstate commercials. It was true - the fallout was still settling from a bad break-up I went through not too long ago, and I wasn't in the best condition. Stunned, all I utter is a weak, impotent "Yeah." His other hand, dormant until now, gripped my forearm(or maybe my upper arm, whichever one is closest to the shoulder) as he moved his first hand to my chest, gently tracing the contours of my torso as it moved downward toward my waist. "I've been lonely too. Nobody should have to be lonely forever." the ghost said as he probed the zipper of my jeans. I couldn't help myself, despite the intense vasoconstriction, I got hard. His other hand moved to wrap around my body, pressing me between his arm and his large, muscular(and apparently bare) chest. His first hand lifted my boxers away and started jacking me off. For that long, endless instant, I panted in silence, the pulse from his body reverberating through mine, my eyes firmly fixed on the image on the TV. It wasn't fear or lust that kept me there, just raw, formless intensity, going on and on for what have must have only been a moment.
I closed my eyes as I reach climax, letting out a final, broken whimper as I ejaculate onto the carpet in front of me. When I opened my eyes, his image was gone. I didn't feel his body anymore. I finally turned my gaze from the TV to look around the living room, seeing no one, before turning back to the lone silhouette on the screen, shaken and slouched, somehow smaller than the one that started playing Rise of Nightmares only a couple of minutes ago. Daubing the sweat from my brow, I clean the carpet and turn off the Kinect. That game is going in the fucking furnace, my friend will understand.
[QUOTE=LCBADs;34229871]I did it. Wasted my time on that stupid Rise of Nightmares thing. Worst favor I ever got my friend to reciprocate. The paranormal shit aside, it's just boring and uninteresting in the kind of way that's so generic it transcends description, and if that was all it was, I'd probably end my post here. Like the others said, the controls(which we not as bad as Topiv said but still far from stellar), start to get worse and worse, to the point where it literally is unplayable. I decided to wait until it got to this point because I wanted to recreate Topiv's initial conditions, but in my planning I forgot about the chair.
Turns out it wasn't a problem for our ghost friend, because when I paused the game to do the calibration test, there he was, just chilling there on the family sofa. I probably wasn't as shocked as the other two - half because I already knew he might show up, and half because I already knew he was just a clever trick from the programmers, like supersnail pointed out - but it was still enough to make me jump. I just watched his silhouette on the TV, not turning my head to see if there was anything there. I didn't turn off the TV or anything, I just watched him sit there, watching me back. And then he got up. He got off the sofa and stood there for a while, looking at me through the TV screen. It's not like I was possessed or literally paralyzed or something, I could have just turned the damn thing off and I wouldn't have run the risk of getting murdered by some crazy shovelware demon. But I didn't, I just waited as he walked forward until he was right behind me. At this point I broke the silence and asked, "Who are you?"
I didn't even get the first word out when the ghost put his index finger over my mouth, whispering a long [I]"shhhhhhh"[/I] into my ear. [I]I felt it.[/I] I felt a large index finger being pressed against my mouth, I didn't even look down to see if a finger was even there. It was strong, yet soft, chilling, yet warm. He took his hand from my face and brushed the back of his fingers against my pale face. Strong yet soft, chilling yet warm, his voice was like that too. He asked - "You've been real lonely lately, haven't you." He sounded like the black guy from the Allstate commercials. It was true - the fallout was still settling from a bad break-up I went through not too long ago, and I wasn't in the best condition. Stunned, all I utter is a weak, impotent "Yeah." His other hand, dormant until now, gripped my forearm(or maybe my upper arm, whichever one is closest to the shoulder) as he moved his first hand to my chest, gently tracing the contours of my torso as it moved downward toward my waist. "I've been lonely too. Nobody should have to be lonely forever." the ghost said as he probed the zipper of my jeans. I couldn't help myself, despite the intense vasoconstriction, I got hard. His other hand moved to wrap around my body, pressing me between his arm and his large, muscular(and apparently bare) chest. His first hand lifted my boxers away and started jacking me off. For that long, endless instant, I panted in silence, the pulse from his body reverberating through mine, my eyes firmly fixed on the image on the TV. It wasn't fear or lust that kept me there, just raw, formless intensity, going on and on for what have must have only been a moment.
I closed my eyes as I reach climax, letting out a final, broken whimper as I ejaculate onto the carpet in front of me. When I opened my eyes, his image was gone. I didn't feel his body anymore. I finally turned my gaze from the TV to look around the living room, seeing no one, before turning back to the lone silhouette on the screen, shaken and slouched, somehow smaller than the one that started playing Rise of Nightmares only a couple of minutes ago. Daubing the sweat from my brow, I clean the carpet and turn off the Kinect. That game is going in the fucking furnace, my friend will understand.[/QUOTE]
Good god what.
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It's stupid that they included that in Rise of Nightmares, considering it screws up the calibration and makes the controls worse.
oh wow seriously
[URL=http://i.imgur.com/tAH17.png]The ghost ruse was a distaction[/URL] I don't really see this ploy going any further so I will just come clean.
[B]what really happened:[/B]
I was playing rise of nightmares and like I said it was picking up someone that wasn't there but this "someone" ended up being a collection of lights that resemble a person
[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/yTjtz.jpg[/IMG]
This gave me inspiration to make a creepy pasta
after writing the second one I started to plan out a trail of internet clues but somehow [URL=http://www.facepunch.com/members/174990-supersnail11]This guy[/URL] found my fake yahoo answers along with my several yahoo answers accounts that answered the question before I was ready to reveal it.
So yes this did somewhat happen but it was not part of the game nor was it a ghost, people that said they tried it were just BSing.
[QUOTE=LCBADs;34229871]Disturbingly well written story[/QUOTE]
My god what in the world also you spelled my name wrong
[QUOTE=Tovip;34230128]
after writing the second one I started to plan out a trail of internet clues but somehow [URL=http://www.facepunch.com/members/174990-supersnail11]This guy[/URL] found my fake yahoo answers along with my several yahoo answers accounts that answered the question before I was ready to reveal it.[/QUOTE]
I literally just googled "rise of nightmares kinect tuner"
[editline]15th January 2012[/editline]
Called it
[editline]15th January 2012[/editline]
You should post this on /x/ or something.
[QUOTE=Tovip;34230128]The ghost ruse was a distaction[/QUOTE]
You should make ARGs more often. Though now I have to wonder how many scary experiences people have told me of are just creepypastas.
[QUOTE=supersnail11;34230163]
You should post this on /x/ or something.[/QUOTE]
no no no
you should've fleshed this out, made a blog post, a lets play and sort of edit it
create a really large trail of clues, and get everyone who spoiled it in this thread to remove it
then make the best ARG ever made
Yeah, its too good to abandon.
[QUOTE=LCBADs;34229871]I did it. Wasted my time on that stupid Rise of Nightmares thing. Worst favor I ever got my friend to reciprocate. The paranormal shit aside, it's just boring and uninteresting in the kind of way that's so generic it transcends description, and if that was all it was, I'd probably end my post here. Like the others said, the controls(which we not as bad as Topiv said but still far from stellar), start to get worse and worse, to the point where it literally is unplayable. I decided to wait until it got to this point because I wanted to recreate Topiv's initial conditions, but in my planning I forgot about the chair.
Turns out it wasn't a problem for our ghost friend, because when I paused the game to do the calibration test, there he was, just chilling there on the family sofa. I probably wasn't as shocked as the other two - half because I already knew he might show up, and half because I already knew he was just a clever trick from the programmers, like supersnail pointed out - but it was still enough to make me jump. I just watched his silhouette on the TV, not turning my head to see if there was anything there. I didn't turn off the TV or anything, I just watched him sit there, watching me back. And then he got up. He got off the sofa and stood there for a while, looking at me through the TV screen. It's not like I was possessed or literally paralyzed or something, I could have just turned the damn thing off and I wouldn't have run the risk of getting murdered by some crazy shovelware demon. But I didn't, I just waited as he walked forward until he was right behind me. At this point I broke the silence and asked, "Who are you?"
I didn't even get the first word out when the ghost put his index finger over my mouth, whispering a long [I]"shhhhhhh"[/I] into my ear. [I]I felt it.[/I] I felt a large index finger being pressed against my mouth, I didn't even look down to see if a finger was even there. It was strong, yet soft, chilling, yet warm. He took his hand from my face and brushed the back of his fingers against my pale face. Strong yet soft, chilling yet warm, his voice was like that too. He asked - "You've been real lonely lately, haven't you." He sounded like the black guy from the Allstate commercials. It was true - the fallout was still settling from a bad break-up I went through not too long ago, and I wasn't in the best condition. Stunned, all I utter is a weak, impotent "Yeah." His other hand, dormant until now, gripped my forearm(or maybe my upper arm, whichever one is closest to the shoulder) as he moved his first hand to my chest, gently tracing the contours of my torso as it moved downward toward my waist. "I've been lonely too. Nobody should have to be lonely forever." the ghost said as he probed the zipper of my jeans. I couldn't help myself, despite the intense vasoconstriction, I got hard. His other hand moved to wrap around my body, pressing me between his arm and his large, muscular(and apparently bare) chest. His first hand lifted my boxers away and started jacking me off. For that long, endless instant, I panted in silence, the pulse from his body reverberating through mine, my eyes firmly fixed on the image on the TV. It wasn't fear or lust that kept me there, just raw, formless intensity, going on and on for what have must have only been a moment.
I closed my eyes as I reach climax, letting out a final, broken whimper as I ejaculate onto the carpet in front of me. When I opened my eyes, his image was gone. I didn't feel his body anymore. I finally turned my gaze from the TV to look around the living room, seeing no one, before turning back to the lone silhouette on the screen, shaken and slouched, somehow smaller than the one that started playing Rise of Nightmares only a couple of minutes ago. Daubing the sweat from my brow, I clean the carpet and turn off the Kinect. That game is going in the fucking furnace, my friend will understand.[/QUOTE]
[img]http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltlco9uImf1qfrl6j.gif[/img]
[QUOTE=LCBADs;34229871]I did it. Wasted my time on that stupid Rise of Nightmares thing. Worst favor I ever got my friend to reciprocate. The paranormal shit aside, it's just boring and uninteresting in the kind of way that's so generic it transcends description, and if that was all it was, I'd probably end my post here. Like the others said, the controls(which we not as bad as Topiv said but still far from stellar), start to get worse and worse, to the point where it literally is unplayable. I decided to wait until it got to this point because I wanted to recreate Topiv's initial conditions, but in my planning I forgot about the chair.
Turns out it wasn't a problem for our ghost friend, because when I paused the game to do the calibration test, there he was, just chilling there on the family sofa. I probably wasn't as shocked as the other two - half because I already knew he might show up, and half because I already knew he was just a clever trick from the programmers, like supersnail pointed out - but it was still enough to make me jump. I just watched his silhouette on the TV, not turning my head to see if there was anything there. I didn't turn off the TV or anything, I just watched him sit there, watching me back. And then he got up. He got off the sofa and stood there for a while, looking at me through the TV screen. It's not like I was possessed or literally paralyzed or something, I could have just turned the damn thing off and I wouldn't have run the risk of getting murdered by some crazy shovelware demon. But I didn't, I just waited as he walked forward until he was right behind me. At this point I broke the silence and asked, "Who are you?"
I didn't even get the first word out when the ghost put his index finger over my mouth, whispering a long [I]"shhhhhhh"[/I] into my ear. [I]I felt it.[/I] I felt a large index finger being pressed against my mouth, I didn't even look down to see if a finger was even there. It was strong, yet soft, chilling, yet warm. He took his hand from my face and brushed the back of his fingers against my pale face. Strong yet soft, chilling yet warm, his voice was like that too. He asked - "You've been real lonely lately, haven't you." He sounded like the black guy from the Allstate commercials. It was true - the fallout was still settling from a bad break-up I went through not too long ago, and I wasn't in the best condition. Stunned, all I utter is a weak, impotent "Yeah." His other hand, dormant until now, gripped my forearm(or maybe my upper arm, whichever one is closest to the shoulder) as he moved his first hand to my chest, gently tracing the contours of my torso as it moved downward toward my waist. "I've been lonely too. Nobody should have to be lonely forever." the ghost said as he probed the zipper of my jeans. I couldn't help myself, despite the intense vasoconstriction, I got hard. His other hand moved to wrap around my body, pressing me between his arm and his large, muscular(and apparently bare) chest. His first hand lifted my boxers away and started jacking me off. For that long, endless instant, I panted in silence, the pulse from his body reverberating through mine, my eyes firmly fixed on the image on the TV. It wasn't fear or lust that kept me there, just raw, formless intensity, going on and on for what have must have only been a moment.
I closed my eyes as I reach climax, letting out a final, broken whimper as I ejaculate onto the carpet in front of me. When I opened my eyes, his image was gone. I didn't feel his body anymore. I finally turned my gaze from the TV to look around the living room, seeing no one, before turning back to the lone silhouette on the screen, shaken and slouched, somehow smaller than the one that started playing Rise of Nightmares only a couple of minutes ago. Daubing the sweat from my brow, I clean the carpet and turn off the Kinect. That game is going in the fucking furnace, my friend will understand.[/QUOTE]
The fuck is this?
[QUOTE=LCBADs;34229871]I did it. Wasted my time on that stupid Rise of Nightmares thing. Worst favor I ever got my friend to reciprocate. The paranormal shit aside, it's just boring and uninteresting in the kind of way that's so generic it transcends description, and if that was all it was, I'd probably end my post here. Like the others said, the controls(which we not as bad as Topiv said but still far from stellar), start to get worse and worse, to the point where it literally is unplayable. I decided to wait until it got to this point because I wanted to recreate Topiv's initial conditions, but in my planning I forgot about the chair.
Turns out it wasn't a problem for our ghost friend, because when I paused the game to do the calibration test, there he was, just chilling there on the family sofa. I probably wasn't as shocked as the other two - half because I already knew he might show up, and half because I already knew he was just a clever trick from the programmers, like supersnail pointed out - but it was still enough to make me jump. I just watched his silhouette on the TV, not turning my head to see if there was anything there. I didn't turn off the TV or anything, I just watched him sit there, watching me back. And then he got up. He got off the sofa and stood there for a while, looking at me through the TV screen. It's not like I was possessed or literally paralyzed or something, I could have just turned the damn thing off and I wouldn't have run the risk of getting murdered by some crazy shovelware demon. But I didn't, I just waited as he walked forward until he was right behind me. At this point I broke the silence and asked, "Who are you?"
I didn't even get the first word out when the ghost put his index finger over my mouth, whispering a long [I]"shhhhhhh"[/I] into my ear. [I]I felt it.[/I] I felt a large index finger being pressed against my mouth, I didn't even look down to see if a finger was even there. It was strong, yet soft, chilling, yet warm. He took his hand from my face and brushed the back of his fingers against my pale face. Strong yet soft, chilling yet warm, his voice was like that too. He asked - "You've been real lonely lately, haven't you." He sounded like the black guy from the Allstate commercials. It was true - the fallout was still settling from a bad break-up I went through not too long ago, and I wasn't in the best condition. Stunned, all I utter is a weak, impotent "Yeah." His other hand, dormant until now, gripped my forearm(or maybe my upper arm, whichever one is closest to the shoulder) as he moved his first hand to my chest, gently tracing the contours of my torso as it moved downward toward my waist. "I've been lonely too. Nobody should have to be lonely forever." the ghost said as he probed the zipper of my jeans. I couldn't help myself, despite the intense vasoconstriction, I got hard. His other hand moved to wrap around my body, pressing me between his arm and his large, muscular(and apparently bare) chest. His first hand lifted my boxers away and started jacking me off. For that long, endless instant, I panted in silence, the pulse from his body reverberating through mine, my eyes firmly fixed on the image on the TV. It wasn't fear or lust that kept me there, just raw, formless intensity, going on and on for what have must have only been a moment.
I closed my eyes as I reach climax, letting out a final, broken whimper as I ejaculate onto the carpet in front of me. When I opened my eyes, his image was gone. I didn't feel his body anymore. I finally turned my gaze from the TV to look around the living room, seeing no one, before turning back to the lone silhouette on the screen, shaken and slouched, somehow smaller than the one that started playing Rise of Nightmares only a couple of minutes ago. Daubing the sweat from my brow, I clean the carpet and turn off the Kinect. That game is going in the fucking furnace, my friend will understand.[/QUOTE]
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[QUOTE=Wilford Brimley;34230835][img]http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltlco9uImf1qfrl6j.gif[/img][/QUOTE]
Ew it's that show.
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