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infinite_minus_zero wrote:

Garr8 wrote:

Does anyone have a creepypasta for Runescape? Oh and online i found a scary image while looking for creepypastas. It was a bug eyed creature with a big grin on a red background and scared the _____ out of me. Does anyone know what it is?

Oh, ive seen that one.
I think its something like smile.jpg.
(did the _____ really fall out of you? :0)

Dang it, now that I know what it is, it's really hard to resist looking... still, I can keep away from it. If it's scarier than Dead Bart's picture, I'm staying away from it.

NeilWest wrote:

Please, never, ever mention Happy Appy here.

HAPPY APPY! 

One of my fave pastas ever. But, unfortunately, it's too long (and too violent) to post here.

[Dang it, I double-posted.  ]

Last edited by banana500 (2012-03-30 00:05:26)

Sausagefanclub wrote:

infinite_minus_zero wrote:

Garr8 wrote:

Does anyone have a creepypasta for Runescape? Oh and online i found a scary image while looking for creepypastas. It was a bug eyed creature with a big grin on a red background and scared the _____ out of me. Does anyone know what it is?

Oh, ive seen that one.
I think its something like smile.jpg.
(did the _____ really fall out of you? :0)

Dang it, now that I know what it is, it's really hard to resist looking... still, I can keep away from it. If it's scarier than Dead Bart's picture, I'm staying away from it.

SMILE.JPG isn't so bad when you see the original picture (a husky with false teeth in it's mouth). It's just creepily edited with big teeth and tiny eyes.

infinite_minus_zero wrote:

Garr8 wrote:

Does anyone have a creepypasta for Runescape? Oh and online i found a scary image while looking for creepypastas. It was a bug eyed creature with a big grin on a red background and scared the _____ out of me. Does anyone know what it is?

Oh, ive seen that one.
I think its something like smile.jpg.
(did the _____ really fall out of you? :0)

I thought it was the rake.

@ Sausagefan
Look it up, I dare you


Does anyone have a creepy pasta for Runescape?

Last edited by Garr8 (2012-03-30 16:13:29)

I started writing another creepypasta. I like it so far.

Does anyone have a creepypasta for runescape?


Oh and I saw Slenderman in Samid11's Slendy and Masky's DDR and i dont find him scary at all.

Last edited by Garr8 (2012-03-30 20:35:58)

samid11 wrote:

Garr8 wrote:

Does anyone have a creepypasta for runescape?


Oh and I saw Slenderman in Samid11's Slendy and Masky's DDR and i dont find him scary at all.

He's cute in my oppinion. Same with masky. They're misunderstood.

Samiid11, i noticed you are morbid, i looked at some of your projects.

Last edited by Garr8 (2012-03-30 23:31:54)

Garr8 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Garr8 wrote:

Does anyone have a creepypasta for runescape?


Oh and I saw Slenderman in Samid11's Slendy and Masky's DDR and i dont find him scary at all.

He's cute in my oppinion. Same with masky. They're misunderstood.

Samiid11, i noticed you are morbid, i looked at some of your projects.

MORBID?!?!

Morbid means "In an unhealthy state of mind or attitude. Psychotic, disturbed, dangerous, gloomy". I AM NOT ANY OF THOSE THINGS.

I consider myself quirky.

Last edited by samid11 (2012-03-31 07:03:00)

NeilWest wrote:

Heh, I was playing on my brother's Minecraft: Pocket Edition when I saw a zombie in the day, so, it inspired me to write a creepypasta that has nothing to do with it:

My Last Run by NeilWest

I was practising for the school's semi-annual charity run, and I decided to join in, seeing as it was my last year there. We were to run through the forest loop and end back at the school. The school nearly had to cancel it, due to some idiots messing up the nature. Still, the big day was the next day, I couldn't wait.

That night, I was staring out of my window, and looking towards the forest. It was so peaceful and calm, I lived a few yards nearby, so I could get the best view. Then I heard a police siren, I slipped on my flip flops and went outside with my dressing gown on. It was very serious.

I asked the police officer what had happened, he told me there had been a murder, and a body was found in the forest. When the forensic team came out, they carried the body with them. It had claw marks all over, even he face had it's share. But the man's face looked as if he had been screaming in horror.

I went back to bed, thinking what had happened. Some had said he had been attacked by bears, but bears weren't common, especially in our forest. There were foxes, but they'd be in the city, not the forest. Nothing could've killed him that was an animal, but maybe, it might've been a human. With sharp claws.

The next day I woke up excited and I put aside the incident last night. I got my jogging outfit, my water bottle and my school rucsack. I ran to school as fast as I could, and I was glad that the run was still on. I asked the teacher how long the run was, and he said it would be two miles.

They started the race and off I went, I knew the forest well so I had a sporting chance. My friends knew that too so they kept with me. Soon, we were going down a hill when I noticed we were somewhere I had never been before. My friends stopped as well, asking if this was part of the course.

They had gave us a map to study yesterday, and I was certain that this wasn't part of the race. But my friends ignored me and soon, I was left in the clearing. It was peaceful, nothing scary. Then I remembered the murder, and I felt unnerved. I gently retraced my steps, it was better to be last than lost. I got back on the trail and finished the race.

A few minutes passed and my teacher became worried about my friends. I told him what had happened, and my teacher told me to go back and see if I could find them. So, I got my breath back and ran down to the clearing. When I returned, I saw something that horrified me.

All my friends were laid together by a tree, each with claw marks all other them. I came closer and felt for a pulse, but I didn't feel one. They were all stone cold. I walked solemnly back through the forest, thinking how this was all my fault and what my teacher would say.

I then heard a growl from the bushes. I ran, and I didn't know where. I heard the growl coming closer, but I was so close to the starting line. I saw my teahcer coming for me, then a force pushed me to the ground and knocked me out. I couldn't remember anything else. Just running towards them.

I woke up in hospital, there was a life support machine clung to my arm and my mother looked really worried, while my father was reassuring her. She smiled and came back as I took a deep breath. Then the doctor strolled to me and felt my head. He told my parents I was going to be all right.

But what I didn't understand why everything was so blurry and red. I could see everything and make out what they were, but they were distorted and I could barely recognize their voices. The doctor told my mother I had a mental illness. But I didn't feel mad, or crazy, or anything like that.

They took me out of my bed, and into a wheelchair and took me home. I looked out of the window of the. I felt as if the monster was still watching me. That night I lay in bed, scared. I could see a pair of red eyes watching me. I went to sleep, and I dreamed that the monster was chasing me again.

I woke up and saw the red eyes looking at me. I screamed for help, but no words came out of my mouth. I tried banging my fist of the wall, but no sound came out. The eyes came closer, and I braced myself for death. The last thing I saw, was a large hairy monster, with sharp, bloody fangs. It scratched me until blood stained my bed.

Very well written, great job. However, the one thing that threw me off was when the main character braced himself for death... and actually died. You should have added some sort of twist. I don't know what the "twist" could be, but it might make the ending a little bit better. 

samid11 wrote:

Sausagefanclub wrote:

NeilWest wrote:

Heh, I was playing on my brother's Minecraft: Pocket Edition when I saw a zombie in the day, so, it inspired me to write a creepypasta that has nothing to do with it:

My Last Run by NeilWest

I was practising for the school's semi-annual charity run, and I decided to join in, seeing as it was my last year there. We were to run through the forest loop and end back at the school. The school nearly had to cancel it, due to some idiots messing up the nature. Still, the big day was the next day, I couldn't wait.

That night, I was staring out of my window, and looking towards the forest. It was so peaceful and calm, I lived a few yards nearby, so I could get the best view. Then I heard a police siren, I slipped on my flip flops and went outside with my dressing gown on. It was very serious.

I asked the police officer what had happened, he told me there had been a murder, and a body was found in the forest. When the forensic team came out, they carried the body with them. It had claw marks all over, even he face had it's share. But the man's face looked as if he had been screaming in horror.

I went back to bed, thinking what had happened. Some had said he had been attacked by bears, but bears weren't common, especially in our forest. There were foxes, but they'd be in the city, not the forest. Nothing could've killed him that was an animal, but maybe, it might've been a human. With sharp claws.

The next day I woke up excited and I put aside the incident last night. I got my jogging outfit, my water bottle and my school rucsack. I ran to school as fast as I could, and I was glad that the run was still on. I asked the teacher how long the run was, and he said it would be two miles.

They started the race and off I went, I knew the forest well so I had a sporting chance. My friends knew that too so they kept with me. Soon, we were going down a hill when I noticed we were somewhere I had never been before. My friends stopped as well, asking if this was part of the course.

They had gave us a map to study yesterday, and I was certain that this wasn't part of the race. But my friends ignored me and soon, I was left in the clearing. It was peaceful, nothing scary. Then I remembered the murder, and I felt unnerved. I gently retraced my steps, it was better to be last than lost. I got back on the trail and finished the race.

A few minutes passed and my teacher became worried about my friends. I told him what had happened, and my teacher told me to go back and see if I could find them. So, I got my breath back and ran down to the clearing. When I returned, I saw something that horrified me.

All my friends were laid together by a tree, each with claw marks all other them. I came closer and felt for a pulse, but I didn't feel one. They were all stone cold. I walked solemnly back through the forest, thinking how this was all my fault and what my teacher would say.

I then heard a growl from the bushes. I ran, and I didn't know where. I heard the growl coming closer, but I was so close to the starting line. I saw my teahcer coming for me, then a force pushed me to the ground and knocked me out. I couldn't remember anything else. Just running towards them.

I woke up in hospital, there was a life support machine clung to my arm and my mother looked really worried, while my father was reassuring her. She smiled and came back as I took a deep breath. Then the doctor strolled to me and felt my head. He told my parents I was going to be all right.

But what I didn't understand why everything was so blurry and red. I could see everything and make out what they were, but they were distorted and I could barely recognize their voices. The doctor told my mother I had a mental illness. But I didn't feel mad, or crazy, or anything like that.

They took me out of my bed, and into a wheelchair and took me home. I looked out of the window of the. I felt as if the monster was still watching me. That night I lay in bed, scared. I could see a pair of red eyes watching me. I went to sleep, and I dreamed that the monster was chasing me again.

I woke up and saw the red eyes looking at me. I screamed for help, but no words came out of my mouth. I tried banging my fist of the wall, but no sound came out. The eyes came closer, and I braced myself for death. The last thing I saw, was a large hairy monster, with sharp, bloody fangs. It scratched me until blood stained my bed.

Very well written, great job. However, the one thing that threw me off was when the main character braced himself for death... and actually died. You should have added some sort of twist. I don't know what the "twist" could be, but it might make the ending a little bit better. 

PLUS if he was DEAD, HOW DID HE WRITE THE STORY?!?!

Magic!

samid11 wrote:

Ashurathehedgehog wrote:

samid11 wrote:

PLUS if he was DEAD, HOW DID HE WRITE THE STORY?!?!

Magic!

*snort snort snort*

I'm more of a certain fat italian plumber then I am a pony.

samid11 wrote:

Ashurathehedgehog wrote:

samid11 wrote:

*snort snort snort*

I'm more of a certain fat italian plumber then I am a pony.

THE SCRATCH IS NEIGH. I EVEN MADE A PROJECT ABOUT IT.

I saw...creepy how S:crat:ch is weird.