Re: Creepypasta Thread

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Ltn Vasquez wrote:That is damn creepy. I bet someone just decided to put up a statue of that and the government blurred it out until they could locate it and see as to whether it is real or not.
It's just a tribal statue. You can tell from the facial structure and that dark wood color.
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Re: Creepypasta Thread

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Not a big purveyor of creepypasta. The Russian Sleep Experiment was more an attempt at gross out than actual horror, and anyone who's been on the internet for long dulls themselves to such things.
I remember Slenderman several years back, I thought it was kinda neat but I thought it'd never be popular, and sometime afterwards I encountered the SCP-173 creepypasta, and just thought it was weird. Good god was I wrong.

Re: Creepypasta Thread

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Z-Bites wrote:As I said in the chat rooms, the only way I can see a 16-paragraph-death working out is if it's a torture scene. Thanks for using my idea. I agree with your points without a second thought. :)
That's Called Torture Porn.

In general If I am writing something creepyish. Good guys always end up dead. I prefer to play off emotional Fears, and the recreational doubt of the validity of our human existance.
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frankly though, I am a horrid writer, and I should feel horrid. But I don't, I enjoy writing.

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[quote="Dato"The recreational doubt of the validity of our human existance.][/quote]
That's a very overused cliche thesedays, not to say yours might be bad, but it is so overused. I planned on making a creepypasta myself
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Which ended up with more feels than gore to actually make it a creepypasta
however the use of that cliche is very difficult to use when your being tortured. All there is is pain, and what else does the character have? I tried to go with that, and it ended up with
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a drive towards insanity where the character is striking at nothing, and he kills his captors.
I will finish it soon, and I will link it here. However, the story has use of
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ponies
in case your not into that thing, but I made it quite vague anyways.

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however the use of that cliche is very difficult to use when your being tortured. All there is is pain, and what else does the character have? I tried to go with that, and it ended up with
This, is rather simplistic to use if you have a remedial knowlegde on Torture and the effects it can cause during and after, do Th Post and present tramantic exposer.

It has been shown in many cases of torture victims of ente4ring a comatose state, where they are living life as if they had not been captured and tortured. I can't remember the details of the Study, But sufice it to say, it is a Safety responce from the Mind to the outer danger going on. If someone would be kind enough to find a Science jouurnal to that I would love you, and make you a very tasty cream of broccily soup. (or Inari Tots)

Re: Creepypasta Thread

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Dato wrote:This, is rather simplistic to use if you have a remedial knowlegde on Torture and the effects it can cause during and after, do Th Post and present tramantic exposer.

It has been shown in many cases of torture victims of ente4ring a comatose state, where they are living life as if they had not been captured and tortured. I can't remember the details of the Study, But sufice it to say, it is a Safety responce from the Mind to the outer danger going on. If someone would be kind enough to find a Science jouurnal to that I would love you, and make you a very tasty cream of broccily soup. (or Inari Tots)
I will be taking a class on A.P. Psychology next year. Hope that will help.

Re: Creepypasta Thread

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When I was a kid, I used to believe in some spooky stuff. Me and my old friends from elementary school used to read those old scary books with the creepy illustrations. It made me paranoid. I woke up upon hearing anything in my house, and I couldn't go to sleep afterward. I would spend the rest of the night in a locked, well-lit bathroom, drinking from the tap when I was thirsty. The stuff that made me jump in horror would be something silly, like a branch falling or a loud lightning strike. I thought ghosts and zombies were real.

When I woke up, I always made a beeline for the bathroom. I did this ever since I was around 5. I didn't know why I went there. It seemed stupid. The bathroom was on the other side of the house. It would be stupid to go there where a ghost could catch me. The bathroom was as cold as an ice cube as well. One day, when I woke up in a cold sweat because of some fallen books, I thought I could just stay in my room, just this one night, so my feet wouldn't freeze on the cold tile. I got up quickly, and ran to the light switch. When the light turned on, I checked the room.

I stared at myself in the corner. A copy of me was standing behind the desk in the corner, staring off into space. I was a terrified mess, and this clone of me was standing still, in an unnatural upright position in the corner. I fell to the floor, petrified.

It turned towards the sound. The eyes were staring in different directions. The nose and ears were shriveled and torn off. The mouth was filled with concrete and painted over with my skin color. It was naked, bloody, and scarred. In a muffled, rasping voice, he said two words in Persian. When I woke up on the floor the next day, its words debilitated me.

"You Forgot."





They have an easier time copying you when you're awake and scared. Don't look around your room at night.
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