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Scary Stories (21)

1 Name: Anonymous : 2012-01-14 22:36 ID:dtSB01/7 [Del]

Hear any scary stories you wish to tell? Hear about Bloody Mary? The man with the hook for a hand? I want to hear them all! Share what you know. Here's one story I read about on a forum. I want to share it with you...Well here goes...

The Red Eye
A man went to a hotel and approached the front desk asking to check in. The woman sitting there gave him a key and told him that there was a door on the way to his room that had no number on it, under no circumstances was he allowed to open it. As the man went to his room he passed the door with no number. He was curious to why he wasn't allowed to go in this room. He walked up to the door, reaching for the handle. But at the last second he decided not to. He noticed the key hole that was big enough to see through. As he peeped into the key hole he felt a cold wind that chilled his eye. What he saw was a women with pale white skin facing the corner of the room. He stared in confusion and thought if he should knock on the door out of curiosity. He decided not too and went to his room.
The next day the man passed by the room again and decided to look into the room. He looked through the key hole again this time all he saw was a distinct red color. "Someone must have seen me spying in the room and covered the key hole with something red," the man thought. At this point, the man went to the front desk to consult the woman for more information.She sighed and said, "Did you look through the keyhole?" The man told her that he had and she said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."

2 Name: Socks !CTOykyu6cw : 2012-01-15 00:45 ID:nm0GVkd7 [Del]

THIS IS THE STORY OF A DAY WHERE THERE WAS ALL THIS BLOOD. A MAN WAS WALKING AROUND AND BLOOD STARTED COMING OUT OF HIM EVERYWHERE. THERE WAS SO MUCH BLOOD THAT IT FILLED UP AN ELEVATOR. HE WENT TO THE STORE AND THERE WAS JUST BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE! PEOPLE WERE SLIPPING IN IT AND THEY WERE ALL GROSSED OUT. HE TRIED TO GO SWIMMING AND ALL OF THE SHARKS WENT NUTS AND BITTENED EVERYBODY. HE GOT CHASED BY ALL THE VAMPIRES EVER. ONE TIME THE BLOOD GOT A KID AND A DOG. AT THE END OF THE DAY EVERYONE DECIDED THEY WOULD SEND HIM TO SPACE SO THAT HE WOULD STOP GETTING BLOOD EVERY WHERE. THE SCARIEST PART IS THAT THE MAN WAS YOU!!! (OR HE WAS A LADY IF YOU ARE A LADY) AND YOU FORGOT THAT THIS HAPPENED.

(yes caps lock is important in this case)

3 Name: Bread!RTgBiSnMz2 : 2012-01-15 08:13 ID:RHXqIGmE [Del]

>>2 OH MY GOAGJENGTEBFFFFEG, I AM SO SCARED RIGHT NOW!

I RAN AROUND SCREAMING AND STUBBED MY TOE ON THE DOORSTEP. NOW THERE IS ALL BLOOD! MY TOE WOULDN'T STOP BLEEDING AND I WENT TO THE STORE TO BUY A BAND-AID AND THEN TRIPPED. I COULDN'T WALK BECAUSE MY TOE HURT AND THEN I TRIED SWIMMING ALL OF THE SHARKIEPANTS WENT BANANAS AND BITTED EVERYONE. MY TOE WAS LIKE A FOUNTAIN AND THEN I GOT MAD SO I KICKED A PUPPY. THEN PEOPLE STARTING CHASING ME, BUT THEN I REALIZED THEY WERE VAMPIRES. NOW ,I'M GETTING INTERNET OFF AN ORBIT IN SPACE.

THE SCARIEST PART IS THAT I REMEMBERED THIS WAS ME! I have an autobiography now. owo

4 Name: Misuto!M4ZBq07Cs. : 2012-01-15 11:48 ID:h8dCB39X [Del]

>>2 >>3
Wow guys

>>1 I don't understand, which part of that was meant to be scary :/

5 Name: Anonymous : 2012-01-15 12:00 ID:dtSB01/7 [Del]

>>4 When the man looked into the key hole and he saw only red. The woman told the man at the end, that their family eyes were red. Then...I guess you can figure out the rest.

6 Name: Socks !CTOykyu6cw : 2012-01-15 12:17 ID:nm0GVkd7 [Del]

>>4

I know its scary right, it's the scariest creepypasta ever told.

7 Name: Euvel : 2012-01-15 18:01 ID:QSw7nixq [Del]

it does kinda send shivers down my spine.

i doubt you people would be so indifferent if, by chance you had a similar experience.

but hey, i've been wrong before.

8 Name: pokjhdbnxw!amuOBZI1yA : 2012-05-06 15:37 ID:WjYxng9R (Image: 516x1008 jpg, 301 kb) [Del]

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I want to revive this thread cause I found some nice and scary stories last night.

9 Name: pokjhdbnxw!amuOBZI1yA : 2012-05-06 15:40 ID:WjYxng9R (Image: 1022x140 jpg, 23 kb) [Del]

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10 Name: Chrome !CgbeICNblQ : 2012-05-07 21:22 ID:jEePUoUn [Del]

>>2>>3

AND THEN LIKE, 25 SKELETONS POPPED OUT!

This thread is going to be too scary for me.

11 Name: Gashlycrumb : 2012-05-07 22:13 ID:BgOWcoMb [Del]

>>8. That's an amazing story..
>>9. What's with the bricks at the end?? The rest of the story is good except for that part

12 Name: Thiamor !yZIDc0XLZY : 2012-05-07 23:39 ID:o7nGZNTv [Del]

>>11

Meaning he shit bricks.

13 Name: pokjhdbnxw!amuOBZI1yA : 2012-05-08 22:25 ID:WjYxng9R (Image: 528x276 png, 22 kb) [Del]

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14 Name: pokjhdbnxw!amuOBZI1yA : 2012-05-08 22:26 ID:WjYxng9R (Image: 512x2685 png, 352 kb) [Del]

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This one's not really scary for most people, but it's really well written in my opinion.

15 Name: pokjhdbnxw!amuOBZI1yA : 2012-05-08 22:27 ID:WjYxng9R (Image: 600x2500 jpg, 426 kb) [Del]

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Again, maybe not very scary but very nice.

16 Name: Zero : 2012-05-10 10:35 ID:vRKsdWL8 [Del]

there's one i found on dA, a video game one that was a creppypasta, i'll post it later thought.

17 Name: Zero : 2012-05-10 16:39 ID:AuRsKLJe [Del]

It's called Jet Black:

*Warning this DOES involve pokemon, but it also involves Soul Eater-ish parts. So... don't be freaked out if this REALLY HAPPENS TO YOU!!!!*

Jet Black


It was just another one of those days. Playing Black, shiny hunting. My target? Yamask. You might still know it as Desumasu. I'd moved on from getting one in White to hopelessly try for a shiny Victini, only to find out Victini was programmed to never be shiny unless you cheat. Now I had returned to Ancient Castle in Black to try once more. I had been roleplaying and doing a collab comic with Shadowtheshekirby here on deviantART--Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Requiem of the Shadow Colossus. In it, my character, Jupiter, was a shiny Yamask, so I wanted a female one to mirror her incarnation in the comic. I was using KAITO, my male Minccino with Cute Charm, to help raise the chances of finding female Pokémon.

Still early in the morning, I was playing and listening to the radio, when finally, I saw that night-sky blue Yamask, sadly male, but still shiny! It was...different, though. He had two little prongs on his head, which slightly resembled hair, a light blue pupil, and an X on his mask. I wasn't really sure if I wanted to catch him...I could smell a Creepypasta happening from a mile away. I tried to run, but it wouldn't let me. There was some text, but since I'm playing in Japanese, I couldn't understand it very well. That's when this seemingly bad situation went way, way worse.

The Yamask attacked, the text below translating to "Kuronamasu no Jetto Buraku!", or "Cronamasu's Jet Black!" What looked like the ink splatters from a Blooper in Mario Kart began to muck up and cover the screen until everything was sheer black. But it wasn't your average black...it was a depressing, oblivious sort of black that sucked everything into it. Your happiness, hope, and even the light of day--everything was sucked in, and never let back out. As my emotions were drained and I felt like there was no escape from this monster of an Egyptian Ba, the face that appears during Scary Face's animation showed up, except glowing red. In that sheer blackness, it was the only light that appeared on the screen.

The screen slowly returned, and so did KAITO, who was now shivering, and covered with a black liquid that seemed to practically crawl around in his fur. I don't even want to know what happened to him. But of course, the game answered in the language I understand.

"I N S A N I T Y A T I T S F I N E S T"

Whatever had happened in there, it drove him insane. He couldn't take it, that's why he was shivering. Ultimately, the game showed KAITO attacking himself, and instantly fainting. I wasn't given the choice to run, only to send out another combatant. I sent out Arachne, my Scolipede. I tried to attack using Screech, to lower Defense first since Arachne only has Poison Tail and Bug Bite as offensive moves, which aren't very effective against Yamask. But it just gave me more Japanese ramble and the Yamask attacked again with Jet Black. I couldn't stand that animation. It made me feel like my heart was going to explode.

Again, I wasn't given the option to run. I sent out my Snivy, Crona. A long string of ellipses appeared...and then the message:

"H E I S N O T P I T C H B L A C K L I K E M E H I S B L O O D I S N O T B L A C K L I K E M I N E"

Then in huge letters:

"M A D B L O O D ! !"

From the Yamask, an aura spread over the screen that made the scenery black and white and completely still. Shadowy smoke appeared and surrounded my Snivy, soon forming a pure black ball around him. The screen shook violently as the ball pulsated. I remembered I had the volume off. I don't even WANT to know what sort of screeching noises or screams my poor Snivy was making. The ball popped, creating small, floating droplets of black liquid. As soon as they appeared, the droplets shot needles from themselves, stabbing my Snivy and skewering him. There was no notification saying he fainted, but I knew the Yamask had killed him. For whatever reason, he had killed him. It was getting too much to bear.

I had to send out another Pokémon. I sent out Stein, my Drilbur. The Yamask didn't hesitate, and used Jet Black. However, Stein didn't go insane, like KAITO and Arachne. So I tried to attack. I successfully pulled off a Metal Claw, taking only a fourth of the Yamask's HP. He used Will-o-Wisp and Hex in the same turn, and knocked my Drilbur out. Of course he'd cheat like that. I only had one last Pokémon--See, my Panpour.

See looked different, too. She looked completely terrified. Having no other choice, I tried to use Bite. She rushed over herself and bit down hard. The Yamask laughed a little while giving an insecure look and slashed at her, with his fingers now formed into claws. See took a lot of damage...without me commanding her, she used Scald out of pure desperation. The attack wasn't enough to take that Yamask out...how was he even still going?! Finally, he stopped toying with See and used Jet Black. The attack drove her insane, but it was worse than the others. She was gripping her head, and probably screaming. I still didn't have the volume on, so I couldn't tell. She fell over and fainted. Now only my trainer was left.

Yet another Jet Black--but it affected me personally, not the trainer standing there. The world around me went black, I could no longer hear the radio, only everlasting silence. Dark snakes with piercing white eyes wrapped around me, hissing and whispering to me nonsensical things. And suddenly, whatever this place was filled with what seemed like water, and it reflected me. The snakes were pulling away at my skin, eating my heart and organs. Dismembering me. Dissecting me. They were literally entering my brain, and sucking out my blood. All the while, I felt nothing, except the extensive probing of my mind. And finally, from the water, emerged a face, twisted into a gruesome grin with black blood splattered all over it, staring deep into my eyes and soul, judging me for what I am not--insane.

When I was brought back into reality, I choked. The light was blinding. The music from the radio, booming. Everything around me, it was just impossible. And yet, I could still feel the snakes crawling under my skin. I stared at the screen of my game. Given no choice of Pokémon, to attack, or run, I went to the Bag, selected a Great Ball, and threw it. The Great Ball impacted the Yamask and shook while still in the air, and I knew I had gotten a critical capture. Since it was my first Yamask, it took me to the Pokédex screen, where it greeted me with an English entry.

"Cronamasu would like to say hello to you and is happy to have joined your team. Insanity is fun, you know?"

It skipped the naming screen and went to the overworld, where the Yamask--where are my manners, I mean Cronamasu, was happily and joyfully following me. When I spoke to him, a little heart appeared over his head, along with the message:

"CrOnAmAsU iS hApPy To Be WiTh YoU. hE iS hApPy YoU aRe InSaNe."

I closed my DS and stared at the ceiling, thoughts racing through my head. During the next couple of days, I noticed my stress levels had risen sharply after catching Cronamasu. People started avoiding me more, and I was alone. I figured out, Jet Black had honestly taken its toll. Those snakes under my skin were really there, too. But it was all good. I didn't need anyone to be happy. It didn't matter that I had to isolate myself entirely from the world to get away from the rapidly increasing stress. All I needed was Cronamasu to live. And that's how it will stay.

Because...


iNsAnItY iS fUn, YoU kNoW?

18 Name: Zero : 2012-05-10 20:12 ID:GYUPghPn [Del]

True story.

19 Name: Shinigami : 2012-05-13 23:31 ID:63L1JAo9 [Del]

Bump, only because I want to read more creep stories :3

20 Name: ShinoShunkan !V6.slcU9VE : 2012-08-20 01:25 ID:HjZprcB9 [Del]

(I'm not sure if this counts as a "scary story", but it gave me goose bumps)

The next time you're alone in your room, turn down the lights. Think of something on your body that varies in length, such as hair. It must be clearly viewable from your perspective. Grab a ruler and, looking in the mirror, quickly grab a hair at random; you must confuse it. Hold it in position as best you can and note the length. Look down. Yours will be different.
Don't look back up.
Don't turn your back to that mirror ever again.

21 Name: ShinoShunkan !V6.slcU9VE : 2012-08-20 02:00 ID:HjZprcB9 [Del]

I've been lying down for hours now. It's 5:35 AM and there's not much I can do. You know what the worst part about my situation is? I'm in the same room with my parents. They keep looking at me, and I can't help but look back and try not to cry or scream. Their eyes are focused on me and their mouths are wide open. There's the strong scent of blood and I feel paralyzed with fear.

Here's the thing
, the second i make any hint that I'm not asleep anymore, I'm completely fucked. I will die and there's nobody around to save me. I've been trying to think of a way out but the only idea I have is to rush for the door and run outside the front door and scream for help, hoping my neighbors hear me. It's risky, but if i stay here, I'll surely die. He's waiting for me to wake up and see his masterpiece.

You're probably wondering what's going on, I get ahead of myself sometimes.

About three hours ago, I heard screaming from the other side of the house, I got up and went to check on the noise before realizing I had to use the restroom, instead of doing the smart thing and investigating, I used the bathroom first. I could've gotten myself killed right then from my stupid actions. But I actually did my business and took a peek outside the bathroom. There was blood on the carpet. I got very worried and ran back to my room, hiding under my sheets like the pussy I was. I tried to convince myself to go back to sleep, that it was just some really vivid dream or something.

But I heard the bathroom door open. Like the terrified child I was, I peeked from under my blankets to see what was going on. I could see something dragging my dead parents into the room. It was not human, I can tel you that. It was hairless, with no eyes and no clothing, it walked like a caveman, with its back slouched as it dragged my parents. But this thing was much smarter than any caveman. It was aware of what it was doing.

It propped my dad up on the edge of my bed, and made him face me. It then sat my mother down in the chair and positioned her towards me as well. It then started rubbing its hands upon the wall, staining them with blood and then drew a circle with the devil's pentagram on it. This thing had made what it probably would call a masterpiece. To finish it off, it scribbled a message onto the wall that I could not read in the darkness.

It then positioned itself under my bed, waiting to strike.

The scariest thing now, my eyes have adjusted to the darkness since then and I can read the message on the wall. I don't want to look at it, because it's terrifying to think about. But I feel I need to see, before I'm killed.

I peak at the creature's masterpiece.

"I know you're awake."