Scratch

samid11 wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

My mam-ma (grandma) puts CSI, NCIS, and BONES on while I'm in the room. I'm ok with it, though. I know they're just actors :3

I know dat too, it's just tht it's hard to fall asleep hearing screams of terror and "have mercy on me" junk.

XD I can see it now.

BOBBYBOB3: Night night! *lies down, turns lights off*
Lady on TV: NOOOOOOOOO!!! SPARE ME! NO-AAAAAAUUUUGHHHCKKKKKKKKKK!!! *splattering, slicing sounds*
BOBBYBOB3: 0_0 *NEVER SLEEP AGAIN*

It wasn't AS bad as that, but I heard screams. And I COULD sleep.

hungergamesfanatic wrote:

GLaDOS2 wrote:

Anyone heard about those cannibal cases in Florida? O_O


That belongs here.
At least I think it does...
because it's creepy
and it makes a weird pasta
good lord
the apocalypse has started ;_____;

o_O (#zombiesrcoming)

If he dares come near me, my knife is ready.

GLaDOS2 wrote:

Anyone heard about those cannibal cases in Florida? O_O


That belongs here.
At least I think it does...
because it's creepy
and it makes a weird pasta
good lord
the apocalypse has started ;_____;

and it makes a sad story!!!!!!

samid11 wrote:

GLaDOS2 wrote:

hungergamesfanatic wrote:

o_O (#zombiesrcoming)

I now feel the need to also mention the Canadian government was mailed a bloody foot.

This isn't funny. It's real.

Guys, get your guns, your hats, your Medics....

That cannibal thing... I just saw it on my local news... I hope he doesn't get me T_T

CANNIBAL? That's horrible.

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Ok guys. back on topic or I'll feed you to Slendy.

PLEASE FEED ME TO SLENDY!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*throws you at him and he eats you*

Lolkid332 wrote:

Slendy: Yummy in my tummy!

I felt that needed to be added in.

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

GLaDOS2 wrote:

kimmy123 wrote:

What is your least favorite creepypasta?

Cupcakes.

Jeff The Killer.

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samid11 wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

Ok guys. back on topic or I'll feed you to Slendy.

PLEASE FEED ME TO SLENDY!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*throws you at him and he eats you*

Lolkid332 wrote:

Slendy: Yummy in my tummy!

I felt that needed to be added in.

YAY! Sami, thanks for telling me about the acid resistant spray a few months ago, that was good. It's actually really fun in his stomach. I got to talk with masky, and another guy fell in his cavernous stomach. The new guy was a bit irritable, though. He had a white hoodie, a white face, and a big smile carved horribly into his face. He said his name was Jeff or something...
                 -BOBBYBOB3, see u later when Slenderman "goes."

samid11 wrote:

weegeeissparta wrote:

Maximum Derpiness. Evil Glare. This can only mean one thing. I'VE GOT A NEW (terrible) CREEPYPASTA!

Jerky.wmv

"Bacon Strips, Jose!" "I'm doing it, gosh, Daniel!" I fudging LOVE bacon strips! Yes, my and me best friend Jose were imitating epic meal time (which I've never seen) and throwing bacon strips onto my sandwhich. We were practically shoveling through boxes and boxes of bacon. "MORE!" I screamed. Why would I want more? My sandwhich was completely falling apart. "We don't have any more, hater!" Jose screamed back waving an empty box above his head.
"We do in the attic! How about you get it Jose!"

"Me?"

"Yes, you!"

"ugh, fine."

"I'll go, then."

I pushed Jose aside and ran upstairs. I walked over to the area near my room, and pulled the ladder to the attic down. Now that I think of it, why the puppies did we have bacon in the attic? Ah, well. I climbed up, and strolled over the corner where I kept my bacon. Ah, sweet bacon! I thougt I heard somebody say: "Bacon, what about JERKY." I double taked. Oh, imagination, you always scare me. I turned around and saw probably the most horrifying thing in the word. Kevin. My OC. Widow's Peak, no other hair, green shirt, jeans, and brown eyes. But, it was morbid. His face was shriveled and wrinkled. There was blood in his hair. He had large, black, beady eyes. No, he had no eyes.

"Thank you for bringing me into this world. I am a figment of your imagination, therefore you are me, and I am you." Kevin said, in MY voice. Well, it was deeper, but that was how I voiced him.

"Wh- why are you here? I- I thought you were in my imagination!"

"I have come to set balance in this world. You are from MY imagination. So, you are not needed. I've well outgrown Scratch."

I gulped. Kevin ran over to me, pulling out a knife. He slashed me once across the arm, and I fell to the floor, gripping my wound. Kevin kicked me across the floor, and threw the knife at me. I swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding it. Yet again, he ran over to me. He kicked me in the face, giving me a nosebleed. I wanted to live, so I could go to scratch day next year. I grabbed Kevin's knife and stabbed it through the air. It struck Kevin in the heart, and he didn't even react. Then, he picked me up and cracked my neck, rendering me BARELY alive. A tear pooled up in the corner of my eye as Kevin pulled the knife out of his chest. He drove it straight into MY heart, killing me. Kevin carelessly threw my body out the window.

None of you exist. You are all figments of somebody else's imagination. Sooner or later you will be murdered by your OC.
Farewell.
          -weegeeissparta: the Oc.


What did you think? Oh the names "Daniel" and "Jose" are fake. I needed some names.

See people? This is why you should stop making murderous OCs.

I know a LITTLE about scratch day, but do you go to it, or is it online?

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

PLEASE FEED ME TO SLENDY!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*throws you at him and he eats you*

Lolkid332 wrote:

Slendy: Yummy in my tummy!

I felt that needed to be added in.

YAY! Sami, thanks for telling me about the acid resistant spray a few months ago, that was good. It's actually really fun in his stomach. I got to talk with masky, and another guy fell in his cavernous stomach. The new guy was a bit irritable, though. He had a white hoodie, a white face, and a big smile carved horribly into his face. He said his name was Jeff or something...
                 -BOBBYBOB3, see u later when Slenderman "goes."

Slendy lets me play in his tummy sometimes. He's got some weird stuff in there. I found an N64 in there once.

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

weegeeissparta wrote:

Maximum Derpiness. Evil Glare. This can only mean one thing. I'VE GOT A NEW (terrible) CREEPYPASTA!

Jerky.wmv

"Bacon Strips, Jose!" "I'm doing it, gosh, Daniel!" I fudging LOVE bacon strips! Yes, my and me best friend Jose were imitating epic meal time (which I've never seen) and throwing bacon strips onto my sandwhich. We were practically shoveling through boxes and boxes of bacon. "MORE!" I screamed. Why would I want more? My sandwhich was completely falling apart. "We don't have any more, hater!" Jose screamed back waving an empty box above his head.
"We do in the attic! How about you get it Jose!"

"Me?"

"Yes, you!"

"ugh, fine."

"I'll go, then."

I pushed Jose aside and ran upstairs. I walked over to the area near my room, and pulled the ladder to the attic down. Now that I think of it, why the puppies did we have bacon in the attic? Ah, well. I climbed up, and strolled over the corner where I kept my bacon. Ah, sweet bacon! I thougt I heard somebody say: "Bacon, what about JERKY." I double taked. Oh, imagination, you always scare me. I turned around and saw probably the most horrifying thing in the word. Kevin. My OC. Widow's Peak, no other hair, green shirt, jeans, and brown eyes. But, it was morbid. His face was shriveled and wrinkled. There was blood in his hair. He had large, black, beady eyes. No, he had no eyes.

"Thank you for bringing me into this world. I am a figment of your imagination, therefore you are me, and I am you." Kevin said, in MY voice. Well, it was deeper, but that was how I voiced him.

"Wh- why are you here? I- I thought you were in my imagination!"

"I have come to set balance in this world. You are from MY imagination. So, you are not needed. I've well outgrown Scratch."

I gulped. Kevin ran over to me, pulling out a knife. He slashed me once across the arm, and I fell to the floor, gripping my wound. Kevin kicked me across the floor, and threw the knife at me. I swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding it. Yet again, he ran over to me. He kicked me in the face, giving me a nosebleed. I wanted to live, so I could go to scratch day next year. I grabbed Kevin's knife and stabbed it through the air. It struck Kevin in the heart, and he didn't even react. Then, he picked me up and cracked my neck, rendering me BARELY alive. A tear pooled up in the corner of my eye as Kevin pulled the knife out of his chest. He drove it straight into MY heart, killing me. Kevin carelessly threw my body out the window.

None of you exist. You are all figments of somebody else's imagination. Sooner or later you will be murdered by your OC.
Farewell.
          -weegeeissparta: the Oc.


What did you think? Oh the names "Daniel" and "Jose" are fake. I needed some names.

See people? This is why you should stop making murderous OCs.

I know a LITTLE about scratch day, but do you go to it, or is it online?

You GO to it.

weegeeissparta wrote:

BOBBYBOB3 wrote:

samid11 wrote:

See people? This is why you should stop making murderous OCs.

I know a LITTLE about scratch day, but do you go to it, or is it online?

You GO to it.

Where is it?

weegeeissparta wrote:

samid11 wrote:

weegeeissparta wrote:

Maximum Derpiness. Evil Glare. This can only mean one thing. I'VE GOT A NEW (terrible) CREEPYPASTA!

Jerky.wmv

"Bacon Strips, Jose!" "I'm doing it, gosh, Daniel!" I fudging LOVE bacon strips! Yes, my and me best friend Jose were imitating epic meal time (which I've never seen) and throwing bacon strips onto my sandwhich. We were practically shoveling through boxes and boxes of bacon. "MORE!" I screamed. Why would I want more? My sandwhich was completely falling apart. "We don't have any more, hater!" Jose screamed back waving an empty box above his head.
"We do in the attic! How about you get it Jose!"

"Me?"

"Yes, you!"

"ugh, fine."

"I'll go, then."

I pushed Jose aside and ran upstairs. I walked over to the area near my room, and pulled the ladder to the attic down. Now that I think of it, why the puppies did we have bacon in the attic? Ah, well. I climbed up, and strolled over the corner where I kept my bacon. Ah, sweet bacon! I thougt I heard somebody say: "Bacon, what about JERKY." I double taked. Oh, imagination, you always scare me. I turned around and saw probably the most horrifying thing in the word. Kevin. My OC. Widow's Peak, no other hair, green shirt, jeans, and brown eyes. But, it was morbid. His face was shriveled and wrinkled. There was blood in his hair. He had large, black, beady eyes. No, he had no eyes.

"Thank you for bringing me into this world. I am a figment of your imagination, therefore you are me, and I am you." Kevin said, in MY voice. Well, it was deeper, but that was how I voiced him.

"Wh- why are you here? I- I thought you were in my imagination!"

"I have come to set balance in this world. You are from MY imagination. So, you are not needed. I've well outgrown Scratch."

I gulped. Kevin ran over to me, pulling out a knife. He slashed me once across the arm, and I fell to the floor, gripping my wound. Kevin kicked me across the floor, and threw the knife at me. I swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding it. Yet again, he ran over to me. He kicked me in the face, giving me a nosebleed. I wanted to live, so I could go to scratch day next year. I grabbed Kevin's knife and stabbed it through the air. It struck Kevin in the heart, and he didn't even react. Then, he picked me up and cracked my neck, rendering me BARELY alive. A tear pooled up in the corner of my eye as Kevin pulled the knife out of his chest. He drove it straight into MY heart, killing me. Kevin carelessly threw my body out the window.

None of you exist. You are all figments of somebody else's imagination. Sooner or later you will be murdered by your OC.
Farewell.
          -weegeeissparta: the Oc.


What did you think? Oh the names "Daniel" and "Jose" are fake. I needed some names.

See people? This is why you should stop making murderous OCs.

Kevin is not murderous. He is assassin...ous. Buthe doesn't assassinate random people oon the street, he assassinates evil people.

Exactly. Still kills people.