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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 19:49:54 GMT -5
I don't often talk about my interests (because literally nobody cares about niche bullshit) but I thought "fuck it, why not", so here: A lot of people on the net enjoy creepypasta, I like to be scared sometimes but creepypasta just don't do it for me, too cliche. I am however into failure and cringe, it makes me smile to see things fail spectacularly to the point of tragic comedy whilst trying so hard to be taken seriously, think of films The Room or games like Hunt down the Freeman to get what I mean by this. I take odd amounts of enjoyment observing these failures, not because I want people to fail but because it is fun to see remarkably less serious tradegy occur. Bad creepypastas are the cream of failure, nothing is more funny to me than witnessing something intended to scare me instead fall over and literally shit itself all over. I immensely enjoy these two YouTube channels for their coverage of shit creepypasta: m.youtube.com/user/MichaelLeroim.youtube.com/user/alexo773And because of the Alexi channel I have been made aware of the literal rock bottom of creepypasta, the (I shit you not) Roblox Creepypasta wiki: robloxcreepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Roblox_Creepypasta_Wiki A wiki where hitting random page will give you EXACTLY what you are looking for (shit) 100% of the time. If that shitshow is too much to handle, there is always the "trying to be serious but fails" category on trollpasta: trollpasta.wikia.com/wiki/Category:Creepypasta_Trying_to_Be_Serious_but_FailsBut yeah, I enjoy shit like this hot garbage, here's some of my favorites in terms of sheer fuckery (I read one where a kid finds his dad dead under his bed and he just puts him in the bin and goes to sleep, can't find it now unfortunately) : trollpasta.wikia.com/wiki/Mindless_Maxtrollpasta.wikia.com/wiki/The_Beatles_Cartoon_Lost_EpisodeI swear to god if this link coverst to a non existent jpg one more time... |
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Post by BattleKorbi on Mar 14, 2018 1:51:09 GMT -5
Lol if you want bad creepypasta why not just ask me? I swear I wrote like hundreds of fucking terrible cp stories when I started writing in high school. They aren't a reflection of how I write today though. Just how hotheaded I was about the whole deal :3
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Post by BIG DICK NIGGA on Mar 14, 2018 14:52:12 GMT -5
I remember when Sonic.exe was MOVED into the trollpasta wiki. I cried. Also, ah man, Clockwork, Jeff the Killer and Eyeless Jack. Truly brings back the more peaceful times. The grass was greener don't you agree? Come to think of it, I don't really know what are any of the aforementioned 4 doing on the trollpasta wiki. They were quite well-written, as far as I can remember. Jeff the Killer in particular is pretty much the most well-known creepypasta story out there as well, wouldn't call it trollish. In fact I can even spot some sort of deep thought in there, about what can peer pressure do to a teenager or whatever. In any case, I found it quite deep when I was 13. --------------------------------------- THAT "KING OF EQUESTRIA" THO |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2018 15:23:12 GMT -5
I remember when Sonic.exe was MOVED into the trollpasta wiki. I cried. Also, ah man, Clockwork, Jeff the Killer and Eyeless Jack. Truly brings back the more peaceful times. The grass was greener don't you agree? Come to think of it, I don't really know what are any of the aforementioned 4 doing on the trollpasta wiki. They were quite well-written, as far as I can remember. Jeff the Killer in particular is pretty much the most well-known creepypasta story out there as well, wouldn't call it trollish. In fact I can even spot some sort of deep thought in there, about what can peer pressure do to a teenager or whatever. In any case, I found it quite deep when I was 13. --------------------------------------- THAT "KING OF EQUESTRIA" THO I think they're actually incredibly bad in terms of sheer retardedness factor if you double back and read them, especially Eyeless Jack (to quote the Doctor "Your brother was killed by something, also you lost your kidney, sorry Mitch" - ???), they feel like a bizzare Harvester (shit old game btw) styled parody of life rather than an actual believable horror story and actually aren't even scary, I think the only reason those stories got popular are because of the 2edgy4u art and the infancy of the medium (and, well, the infancy of the fans... No offence) They come off as terribad 7edgy84u teen self insert fanfiction. |
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Post by BattleKorbi on Mar 14, 2018 17:39:17 GMT -5
I think they're actually incredibly bad in terms of sheer retardedness factor if you double back and read them, especially Eyeless Jack (to quote the Doctor "Your brother was killed by something, also you lost your kidney, sorry Mitch" -  ), they feel like a bizzare Harvester (shit old game btw) styled parody of life rather than an actual believable horror story and actually aren't even scary, I think the only reason those stories got popular are because of the 2edgy4u art and the infancy of the medium (and, well, the infancy of the fans... No offence) They come off as terribad 7edgy84u teen self insert fanfiction. Woah there, pardner, slow down  While I do agree that a lot of creepypastas are bad, remember that a lot of teenagers often write them to try and express an idea or thought they had without provoking unneccesary microscopic levels of nitpicking one of which can often be seen on DW. Frankly, I don't see anything bad with teens who write creepypastas, even if they don't turn out good, because everything is better than meme texts, 4chan greenarrow stories, and political satire, and such stories can give a lot of practice for a writer-in-hiding. Creepypasta fandom is quite tight, but also loose, and gathering people willing to read your shit and re-evaluate it (and without being bullied over and insulted to death by "honest peeps" at fanfiction.net who keep thinking "if it hurts, it must be true") is much more easier as a result. Creepypastas are a spawning ground for making "stories lacking happy endings" and one can cut through a story halfway, call it the end, and no one but the most interested would ask for more. A lot of horror fans, and yeah, often happening to be teenagers, write creepypastas so they can become the next Stephen King or H.P. Lovecraft, it is a... well, not wonderful in a positive meaning of sense, but it is just filled with wonders. So if a 14 year old writes up a character who has one glowing eye, long flowing black hair, and 4 rusty knives (and also clad in a hoodie), let em be. No one can be a harsher critic that one self, and as I had learned it... I was terrible, back then. Adding onto the previous point involving "self-expression", its also one of the ways a exhausted teen can vent it's creatistic tendencies and receive feedback almost immediately: Creepypasta fans usually love original ideas and original characters, and aren't bothering with things as "canon" or "fanon" even (unless its Jeff, or Slendy, but even then it can detract), which means a lot for writers-in-growth. I don't remember when was the last time a "hard boiled truth" ever helped me create better things, but I can name off some people who were kind and considerate and helped me a lot, and because of them, here is where I am. Seriously though, who ever thought in a good spirit that shitting down onto a beginner's work would be a good thing? Creepypastas aren't boot camps, nor does every bad creepypasta kill a innocent kitten. If any of ya wanna be helpful to a young and aspiring writer, don't be a dick and shit down onto their work. The easiest to demotivate are those who had just begun their path, and " uuuhhh yuuuuh truuuuh, truuuh, if huuuurtz, its truuuuh" bullshit doesn't help. (this is me talking as a ex-admin of two FB creepypasta groups, and I often had grouchbags who were older but just got into the fandom who would try and shit onto the younglings for even trying. Cases are rare, yeah, but still, this can be, and often is, seen elsewhere whenever there is writing involved, but to me trying to beat sense into a in-experienced and overly-excited teenager who's English isn't even their first language is like tearing out a kid's drawing of helicopter " becuz it aint a boat" or some shit.) But creepypastas are often nothing more than the low-level area for every waking writer. Clean that area, get praised by other people, and congratz future sorcerer of literature, you are ready to step over into the next area. After all, if it weren't for creepypastas, I wouldn't have even end up here on Doomer Boards I might had just become another brick in the wall of the internet, but instead I spend my days doing stuff I love :3 Enough praising, here is some cringe material I found in the basement in my secret folder of old, rotten secrets inside of a folder:
NOTE: I AM MUCH MORE EXPERIENCED AND I AM A NORMAL PERSON. THIS PIECE OF SHIT OF TEXT DOES NOT REFLECT OF MY BEHAVIOR IN ANY SIMILAR WAY, AND IF ANYTHING, CAN AND SHOULD BE COMPARED TO A T(H)RASH METAL SONG. THANK YOU.
Ah, how naive I was. Dear sweet mother of liberty. That is... a lot of... gore. I bet Khorne would be pleased.
THE STORY
People called me an oddball when I was a kid.I wasn't attracted to matters that entertained children,like clowns,Santa Claus,farting sounds etc.Clowns were attempts to entertain me,but I would feel guilty so I would throw a smile or two just for the sake of it.Santa Claus,frankly,is a Communist(don't ask why).Other irrelevanties,are just lame and stupid.However,my parents and grandparents were quite disturbed for my another way of entertainment,and that is...well,I enjoy watching pain.I noticed how giggly I would get when I saw a fight,or a protest,or a war going on the TV.This familiar tug that occured when I see a wolf clawing down a deer,this strain of happiness when a cop would beat a skinhead,and...well you can get it.
This syndrom wasn't such of a problem for a while.Sure,I would like to see a fight or two,when people compete in strength,agility and psyche.Otherwise it was quite good.Sure,I had few friends,and good grades and such.I even got amongst the popular kids.Elementary years were good.But,when the high school camed,my problem got a more accurate way,and more stable definition.
You see,bullying helped out on that.I learned the definition of bullying as "psychal,verbal,even psychological way of torturing the lower of yourself".I haven't personally met with any kind of it,until that Blake boy incident occured.Well,you see,Blake was a bully,who stick his nose into every buisness,even mine.He WAS such a noisy bastard(notice the WAS),that I wanted to punch him every time I saw him.One day,he got up t me,and started mocking me,my appearence,my style,my way of talking.He stopped when I punched him,and felt great while doing that.I got this tug inside my chest,so I decided to follow it.His nose was bleeding,and I got him up.First,I twisted his nipples.His cries fed me with such tears of ecstasy.I then started to squeeze his balls.He hadn't had much of the parts,but all I wanted is to hear him suffer.The tug got stronger,as my fingers got to his fingers,and twisted them.His screaming made me feel...good.
I continued on torturing,and felt like I make love with the most beautiful girl in the world.Every finger twist felt like a kiss,every hair pulling felt like a hug,and et cetera.I eventually felt true happiness,and saw people around me,who didn't even made a sound.I departed the scene,with people avoiding me in radius of several feet.I don't care for anyone now,as I felt what true happiness is.The happiness weren't in exciting dueling fights,it was bloody torture,full of crying and begging.
Next few months were filled with accidents like these.Each time,I felt the same glorifiyng sensation,but it would diminish slowly.It camed to the point where I couldn't feel anything,just empty feelings of dissapointment.Then,I realized I need to take on a new regime,and a diffrent system.They need to bleed.
First victim of my new system was a little girl called Sophie.Sophie was a uncaring,and a happy girl.I happen to stumble upon her on my first night.Well,now,I have to stay icognito in order to satisfy my lust.I carefully placed the gloves on my hand,without touching the fingers.My mask was on too,and my torture kit at my belt.She was going home from a night of clubbing.She watched the movies,she had to know about her upcoming fate.Yet,destiny guided her in the alleyway I was located.I carefully got behind her and chloroformed her with the napkin.She fell asleep,as I placed her into my car.I had tied her arms and legs,and bag her head.Now,to the city's outskirts.
I drived into the dark,as the familiar sight of a old warehouse camed to my senses.In here,she will be treated.She had woked up long ago,but she couldn't do anything about it.She was weak.I had planned it all.I have isolated the office(torture chamber) against sound,sight,and smell.I had the keys with me.All of my tools were there.This is going to be a very entertaining night.No one will suspect that a senior in high school does that.That rumor?It faded away,but its truth stayed.With me.Since this is a big night,I had it all prepared.Nobody will saw anything.
I dragged her towards the office,and belted her on a chair.I took of her bag from her head.The expression she made was worth all the gold on this world.The mixture of sorrow,disgust,horror,and pity.Altough I felt heavy grief about her watery hazel eyes,my loins begged me to do it.And I did it.
First things first,standard torturing methods that I used before.Just for warmups.Pulled her hair,her limbs,and she let a shriek.But it wasn't good enough.I picked a scalpel and cut a wound on her hand.She begged me to stop,to show mercy.If I was a normal guy O would stop,but,I have to harvest her pain.Blood flew downwards,and I fingered it.She let a powerful shriek.I felt great while doing this,so I went harder.The euphorism flew through my veins as I listened and observed her pain.I did more of these cuts,and a idea flashed towards my head.I advanced towards her private parts.She was weeping for me to not to do it,but a knife spawned in my hands,as I started to cut out her vagina.She bled and cried,and feeded my psyche.I had ejected her parts out,and played with them.She bled tears,and I liked it.After I was done with her private parts,I had disclothed her,by cutting her clothes.I started cutting her skin off,and experienced the most sensual feeling,almost like orgasm.I dismembered her,piece by piece.Limb per limb.Bone per bone.Organ per organ.She shrieked so powerfully while I was doing it,as all I wanted for her is to bleed,to suffer,to beg.And I didn't moved a finger while doing it.My feelings controled my hands.When she muted,I put a final blow towards her heart,and my pants got sticky.My morbid lust was satisfied,as I sat on the other chair,cola in my hand.Observing my masterpiece,I felt sorry for her.But every great deed requires a sacrifice.Shame that such a beautiful and smart girl had to suffer,but,that was all I needed.I disposed her corpse and her remains into the furnace,and turned it on.How beautiful life can get.
I felt happy for the whole week.Sure,the news reported a missing girl,but they have no leads yet.Nobody caught her murderer,or and evidence of dissapearing.And they are searching every nook and cranny to find her.Her family is all weeping for her missing,and I felt glad for it.The search went on and on,and they never finded her.After the situation chilled down,I searched for my next torture doll...
I can be everywhere where you don't see.I can be even amongst the brightest light possible,or the darkest dark imaginable.I can be hiding near your house,near your workplace,near your friends,even your closet.Think twice before going into the dark alleway,the dark forest,even your home.Even if I am standing in front of you,the point is,you will never see me coming.And,since this new system is kinda diminishing,I may come up with a new way of satisfying my needs.Can you be my first victim of the newest regime?Maybe...Yes.
THE END, FINALLY
Woah, you can tell this shit has aged well. It is making me dizzy when looking at it. It's like expired yogurt. Thank God I got better, right guys? |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2018 21:49:42 GMT -5
It is nice to see people doing what they like regardless of outcome quality but personally I believe that actually releasing something to the public of debatable quality you should expect harsh criticism but on top of that there is also the hazard of destructive criticism. I'm not exactly good at criticism, there was an event that actually earned me the ire (and oddly, support) of some DW members that resulted in arguments (edit, reading that thread back there's some spicey goodness in there, especially from you 40, you cunt  ) which later resulted in my ceasing of "obnoxious" reviews on Doomworld but also the birth of a "obnoxious angry asshole reviewer" character I maintained elsewhere, enter mrthejoshmon reviews: mthejoshmonwadreviews.blogspot.co.uk/Where I was an insufferable dick on purpose, hey hey. I retired the act because I actually started almost feeling bad about it, that and nobody actually cared. So my morale compass on how things should be reviewed is admittely questionable. Edit, I also don't even know what to say about your story Korb, God bless you you anomaly of a human being you... |
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Post by 40oz on Mar 15, 2018 8:28:42 GMT -5
Oh yeah!! I knew there was something I hated you for!! Just keeding. I actually met General Rainbow Bacon once in person. He's a very nice and pleasant guy. He really enjoys Doom and mapping and he really does try to do good work, but I don't think he has the same eye for aesthetic quality that you or I do. There are some pompous nutjobs who make junk maps and get angry with people who give them any criticism at all, and those people deserve to crash hard into the concrete wall of reality. But I don't think GRB or joe-ilya are those kinds of people. There is a higher level of elitism that I approve of for those who are willing to be challenged by it, but there are also people who enjoy mapping for the creative outlet and not necessarily to impress everyone around them. They just want to have fun and create fun for other people. I consider us very lucky that we get to play maps by both camps of people. It can be very hurtful when people review their maps in such a manner that is insulting to them just for devoting their time to the exercise when it doesn't exceed the standards of other more capable people in the community who treat mapping like a grand competition. I don't want to see these people shunned from the community for what they do. |
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), they feel like a bizzare Harvester (shit old game btw) styled parody of life rather than an actual believable horror story and actually aren't even scary, I think the only reason those stories got popular are because of the 2edgy4u art and the infancy of the medium (and, well, the infancy of the fans... No offence)