Scratch

samid11 wrote:

GLaDOS2 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

and then... GLaDOS STUCK HER INTO A CAKE AND ATE HER UP. :3

sami
I wasn't done ;_______;

One night after building Her.... she became truly sentient. GLaDOS core was alive.
My dad and I had brought a monster to life.
I crawled out of bed and stared into her optic light.
I hugged her, hoping that'd make her less monster esque.
She only got angry....
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

I scrambled backwards and dropped her. "GLaDDY, please don't be mad! I only brought you to life here because I wanted to..." I climbed back onto my bed.

"Quit whimpering. Come here." the core said with it's half realistic voice.
"Hush! My parents might hear you." I said. I was only wearing a t-shirt and pajama pants. My labcoat was in my closet. She blocked my entry, but it seemed harmless enough.
"Parents? So you're not adopted like I'd thought." the core said.
"Quiet! My parents'll get really mad at me if they find out I'm awake at 2 in the morning!"

"We do not run on human time." GLaDDY said. A metaphorical smile played itself across her optic.

"We? Who'se 'we'?" I scrambled backwards further, avoiding knocking over my Jenga tower with the little Captain America on top.
"Us." The bot said.
"You and me?" I asked.
"No - Captain America and I. Of course you and I."
"Where are we going then?" I asked.
"Close your eyes." GLaDDY whispered.
"But-"
"No buts. Do it."
I closed my eyes. It wasn't normal blankness.
It was... a test chamber?
Spattered with blood, no doubt.

DAT BLOODY TEST CHAINBER

There were turrets. That explained the blood. My eyes snapped open. I was back in my room - posters on the ceiling with their failing tape, my dragon action figures in their usual place, crayons and other art utensils scattered across the desk, iPod awake and softly playing Dream Theater.
The core stared at me with its yellow yet cold optic.
"Did you not finish the test?" It wasn't a question.
She was demanding that I solved the puzzles it'd put in my brain.
"No. I'm not dreaming about your wild science. I already do." I replied, smirking a little. I pushed her aside from my closet entrance and threw on my labcoat.
"Now what?" I asked.
GLaDDY angrily stared at me. "You're not a scientist-" she began.

"Or a doctor, or a full time employee. My life went wrong." I said with a sigh.
Even though I had programmed her mind, it wasn't uncommon that she said things the REAL GLaDOS herself had said.

weegeeissparta wrote:

Yay, a non-creepypasta cupcakes sequel!

I jumped out of a window with a baseball bat and went insane. I think I wound up hitting pinkie pie and making her good again. Then I tought her to make proper cupcakes with flower and stuff. Then we became friends. The end.

how did you get in ponyville?

samid11 wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Darker Times


Jeff woke up to the sound of music blasting. He groaned, tossing around and trying to wake up fully. He reached up and pulled off his sleeping mask, which had covered his eyes through the night. Grunting loudly, he stumbled around trying to find his hoodie. his vision was blurred from sleep, and he could barely make out the dirty, toy-covered floor. THUD. Jeff slammed his head on the bottom of her bed. He wailed, clutching his head in pain. "She'd better raise the bed up soon or SO HELP ME!!!" he hissed. He could see much clearer now. Under the girl's bed, where he had spent the night, was covered in dolls and toys. He curiously picked up one he had been using as a pillow. It was a teddy bear, and it was a rather stupid looking one at that. Its googly eyes pointing in different directions as if it were brain damaged. He noticed it felt hard in the middle and gave it a squeeze. Without warning, the doll began crying out obnoxious phrases in a sicky sweet voice that was loud enough to wake the dead. "HI! I'M SNUGGLEKINS! THE INCREDIBLE, AMAZING, DOOOOOOLL!~" It squealed. He threw it to the ground in shock and anger, fearing that someone would hear its speech and come up to investigate. "SHUT UP!!!" he growled. He kicked the doll further under the bed and crawled out into the bedroom.

The girl wasn't in her bed. Jeff assumed she had woken up and gone downstairs to get ready for her day. "She'd better have a good victim..." he snarled. Suddenly, a deep, muffled gurgling noise rung in his ears. He jumped, startled at the sound. He looked down and discovered that it was just his stomach. He giggled in relief. "Heh. I guess I'd better go eat something." he chuckled, rubbing his belly gently. He started towards the bedroom door and opened it.

From where he stood, he could see downstairs. However, downstairs, dancing like a fool, was the girl's mother.


Jeff ducked back inside. His breathing was heavy. Slowly, he opened the door again to look.

Her mother was coming up the stairs.

Quickly, he swiped the door closed. Her mom turned just in time to see it move shut. "Honey, is that you? I made you some toast! Come on down!" Jeff panicked. He did the most girly voice he could manage. "Coming, mother!~" he cooed. Her mom looked confused. "Honey, you sound gruff. Go down and drink something." She walked into her own room and locked the door. Jeff sighed. He opened the door and headed downstairs. He eventually reached the kitchen, where a plate sat. On it was a piece of perfectly browned toast with butter smeared over the top. Next to it sat a small glass of chocolate milk. "Dang, she's spoiled rotten." he said to himself. His stomach growled louder. "Well, I guess it won't hurt if I eat THIS... I'll just make another." With that, he swiped the plate and cup off the counter and sat down on the couch. He looked around as he ate. "Nice place they've got. It would've be a shame if I'd destroyed this place after I killed her. Good thing I made that deal with the chick." He smiled to himself as he took a sip of the chocolate milk. Eventually, he sat on the couch alone. It seemed like minutes, but it was only a few seconds that the food had dissapeared down his throat. He staggered up and walked into the kitchen again. "Better make that replacement food". He said, letting out a loud burp afterwards.

After a while, Jeff was finished. It was nowhere near as good as the original, but it would do. He smiled at his creation. "Lucky little girl. She's going to get food that was made by ME!" He snickered, proud of himself. "Hmm... It's TOO perfect..." he questioned. Staring into the chocolate milk cup, he quickly spat into it. "THERE! Now it's normal." Perfect timing, as the young girl walked down the stairs. She looked at him. He turned around and smiled at her. She looked scared for a moment, but her expression faded into an annoyed scowl. "Oh. It's YOU. The guy who forced me to make a deal." He frowned at her comment. Walking closer, he gave her a threatening stare. "YOU would've been DEAD if it wasen't for ME." She looked sad once more. "I don't even know your name, and yet you're living in my HOUSE!" she said. Jeff held out his hand, his other hand gripping his trusty knife in case he needed it. "Jeff." he grunted. She nervously held out her own hand. "Sa-" He cut her sentance off. "-I already know your name. It's all over the house, you know. SAMANTHAAAA~" he said in a mean voice, as if he were mocking and teasing her. She scowled. "SAMI. It's JUST Sami."

to be continued

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN

XD

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Sleepover

Jeff sat at the windowsil, watching the car pull into the driveway. Sami stepped out of the back seat, while her mother came from the driver's seat. He bolted upstairs and into her room. He was waiting for the scoop about his first victim-to-be. He litsened to her stomp up the stairs. Eventually, she joined him. "It's about time." Jeff teased. She scowled at him. "I have the victim listed for you." she replied. He shot up excitedly and stared at the paper in her hands. It read "Kassity. Lakewood avenue." He stared. "Kassity? Isn't she the little brat who's always heckling you?" "Yeah. Exactly why she's perfect." At Sami's reply, Jeff smiled a bit. He thought that sparing her life would have no benifits, but he was proven wrong. "I'll head there now. Don't go anywhere. I'll be back at 10:00 P.M."

Kassity sat in her bed, filing her nails. She admired her glamorous perfume collection, followed by her Victoria's Secret clothes rack. She smirked. That dipstick Sami didn't have clothes as nice as this. She wore things that looked like potato sacks. She giggled at the image of Sami in a potato sack. "It would suit her perfectly, the dirty little street rat." she chuckled to herself. She got dressed into her imported leather nightdown and fell asleap.

At about 9:30 P.M., she felt something sitting on her chest. Her eyes snapped open to see what it was.

Sitting on her chest was a horrid thing. It looked like a boy, however, it had dark circles around it's eyes, which never closed. It lacked a nose, and it had a deep smile carved on both sides of it's mouth, both of the slices went clear up onto it's cheeks. It had black hair and a big, white hoodie. She opened her mouth to scream, but it threw it's horrible hand over her mouth, muffling her cries for help.

"GO TO SLEEP."

even though she sounds like a BIG jerk, I still don't think she quite deserves death. You know, "you" COULD get a steak knife from the kitchen and try to "get rid of" Jeff. I mean, he kills, why don't "you" defend? If "you" were fast enough to kick him off, maybe you could do more. He is your friend, and I also feel sympathy, but I also feel like jeff has a bad case of evil. I dunno, let's see. GIVE ME MORE!!!!!!!

If you know what Kassity has done to me, you'd do the same.

For one thing, she pelted me with volleyballs untill I had so many bruises I looked purple.

Animeboy975 wrote:

Does anyone know about the PBS Kids logo from 1991? I saw it on a video. I'm never sleeping again.

Is that the one with the three creepy heads that yell "P. B. SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"?

Animeboy975 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Animeboy975 wrote:

Does anyone know about the PBS Kids logo from 1991? I saw it on a video. I'm never sleeping again.

Is that the one with the three creepy heads that yell "P. B. SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"?

Yes.

There's been a ton of creepy logos around, but that one is the worst.

Yeah...
Also, does anyone else think the Reddit logo looks like Tailsdoll?

Lolkid332 wrote:

nama wrote:

Lolkid332 wrote:

I never trust the internet, can you please post a link or an image?

I used it i my project "Scratch 2.0" ( i amde it when I was mad at scratch 2.0):
http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/nama/2537008
(don't get mad at me)

I'm scared if this is a troll.


Edit: MY EYES OH MY GOOOOD ARRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IT HURTS

Actually, my posting the link here wasn't a troll attempt. The project itself was a troll attempt agaimst scratch 2.0 though.

tb11 wrote:

how do you post pix on fourms

It was disabled, but antidote re-enables it.
I'm not sure where that went though.

weegeeissparta wrote:

Lolkid332 wrote:

weegeeissparta wrote:

Yay, a non-creepypasta cupcakes sequel!

I jumped out of a window with a baseball bat and went insane. I think I wound up hitting pinkie pie and making her good again. Then I tought her to make proper cupcakes with flower and stuff. Then we became friends. The end.

how did you get in ponyville?

I don't care.

SLENDERMAN QUESTIONS YOUR LOGIC.

GLaDOS2 wrote:

GLaDOS2 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

DAT BLOODY TEST CHAINBER

There were turrets. That explained the blood. My eyes snapped open. I was back in my room - posters on the ceiling with their failing tape, my dragon action figures in their usual place, crayons and other art utensils scattered across the desk, iPod awake and softly playing Dream Theater.
The core stared at me with its yellow yet cold optic.
"Did you not finish the test?" It wasn't a question.
She was demanding that I solved the puzzles it'd put in my brain.
"No. I'm not dreaming about your wild science. I already do." I replied, smirking a little. I pushed her aside from my closet entrance and threw on my labcoat.
"Now what?" I asked.
GLaDDY angrily stared at me. "You're not a scientist-" she began.

"Or a doctor, or a full time employee. My life went wrong." I said with a sigh.
Even though I had programmed her mind, it wasn't uncommon that she said things the REAL GLaDOS herself had said.

She gave me the look as I tied my ponytail and grabbed my Companion Cube plush.
I set the hearted box back on my bed - I didn't want to lose him.
Under my arm I replaced my cube wit the core.
Pfft. She weighed much less than I'd expected. "Where are we going?" GLaDDY growled.
"Aperture." I whispered. "Show the way."

I want a widdle GLaDOS core :3

Animeboy975 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Animeboy975 wrote:

Yes.

There's been a ton of creepy logos around, but that one is the worst.

Yeah...
Also, does anyone else think the Reddit logo looks like Tailsdoll?

YES.

Yeah. Izzymaster and I were talking about it. It looks like a noseless, smiley-faced tailsdoll.

Lolkid332 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

weegeeissparta wrote:

I don't care.

SLENDERMAN QUESTIONS YOUR LOGIC.

slenderman stands no chance against equestria

Are you forgetting about... THE SLENDERMANE?!?!

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

even though she sounds like a BIG jerk, I still don't think she quite deserves death. You know, "you" COULD get a steak knife from the kitchen and try to "get rid of" Jeff. I mean, he kills, why don't "you" defend? If "you" were fast enough to kick him off, maybe you could do more. He is your friend, and I also feel sympathy, but I also feel like jeff has a bad case of evil. I dunno, let's see. GIVE ME MORE!!!!!!!

If you know what Kassity has done to me, you'd do the same.

For one thing, she pelted me with volleyballs untill I had so many bruises I looked purple.

Now THAT sounds like a HUGE jerk, but two wrongs don't make a right. Of course, there's a jerk in MY grade, who I wanna see "crying to his mommy." HAHAHAHA!!! REVENGE!!!!!!  (I need some anger management, though. I CAN be a jerk sometimes. I try not to.)

...I'd still send Jeff after her >:3 but I wouldn't have him KILL her, but just torture and scare her.