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Anonymous
CREEPY THREAD GO

Scare the shit out of me, /b/.
>> Anonymous
Your life is going no where.
>> Anonymous
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plz read, anon
>> Anonymous
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im feeling shleepy...
>> Anonymous
>>74331936

Fuck you gif
>> Anonymous
>>74331936

HOLY FUCK
>> Anonymous
>>74331936
SHIT
>> Anonymous
>>74331936
obvious gif is obvious.
>> Anonymous
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i saw this thread and i shit bricks
>> Anonymous
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OH HAI DER!!!!!!!!!!
>> Anonymous
>>74331699
/r/ing zoom of the tower that looks like aPENIS
>> deleted
does anyone have the story about the french cafe and the 13 paintings?
>> Anonymous
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>>74332282
oh hai lets maek sum babiez!
>> Anonymous
>>74332044

SAUCE NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW
>> Anonymous
CREEPYPASTA TIEM

Have you ever gotten a glimpse of something out of the corner of your eye? A simple movement caught in your peripheral vision. Most will simply dismiss this as a shadow brought about by a flickering candle, or perhaps a pet jumping down from a piece of furniture. Ninety-nine out of a hundred times, these people are right.

But then there's that one elusive sight. It can easily be explained by the above conditions, but something feels wrong about it. A chill down your spine, a slight pain in your side. Maybe even a complete blanking of your mind, only to recede moments later.

Should any of these symptoms be felt, there may be cause for worry. Our peripheral vision is designed to catch motion, even in the dark. This was used to defend against predators in our early days, and as with many aspects of our human nature, it has remained, but weakened.

This view out of the corner of our eyes still alerts us to danger, and although predators have dropped on the list of dangers we may face today, they still exist. Should you ever feel that queer chill in your back, try not to focus on that shadow you saw in the corner of your eye. It might be better not to see
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
>>74333021

A Star Destroyer?
>> Anonymous
Item #: SCP-173

Object class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Item SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked container at all times. When personnel must enter SCP-173's container, no fewer than 3 may enter at any time and the door is to be relocked behind them. At all times, over 9000 persons must maintain direct eye contact with SCP-173 until all personnel have vacated and relocked the container.

Description: Moved to Site19 1993. Origin is as of yet unknown. It is constructed from concrete and rebar with traces of Krylon brand spray paint. SCP-173 is animate and extremely hostile. The object cannot move while within a direct line of sight. Line of sight must not be broken at any time with SCP-173. Personnel assigned to enter container are instructed to alert one another before blinking. Object is reported to attack by snapping the neck at the base of the skull, or by strangulation. In the event of an attack, personnel are to observe Class 4 hazardous object containment procedures.

Personnel report sounds of scraping stone originating from within the container when no one is present inside. This is considered normal, and any change in this behaviour should be reported to the acting HMCL supervisor on duty.

The reddish brown substance on the floor is a combination of feces and blood. Origin of these materials is unknown. The enclosure must be cleaned on a bi-weekly basis.
>> Anonymous
>>74332787
One Hour Photo.
>> Anonymous
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pic fucking related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9r2ZhAh4dt0
>> Anonymous
moar creepypasta
>> Anonymous
>>74332952
well thanks, im not sleeping tonight thanks to you
>> Anonymous
>>74333021


i dont see it
>> Anonymous
>>74333304

If that's the worst you've ever seen, you won't last long on /b/.
>> Anonymous
>>74332516
RAEP IS IMMINENT
>> Anonymous
>>74333021

Isn't this the first photograhp ever taken?
>> Anonymous
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I want sauce on this
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
>>74331936

GODDAMNIT ANON

I SHAT BRIX EVERYWHERE
>> Anonymous
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7iFXyLah2oQ
>> David Datica
>PENIS
ATTENTION:
Get any old creepypasta's here, including>>74332505, that one is named "The gallery of Henry Beauchamp".
But, if yo are ready for some hard shit, (not TOO scary, but truly brix shitter), i recomend HOracio QUiroga and Edgar A. Poe FTW
>> Anonymous
>>74331936
NO, FUCK YOU GODDAMIT! I DONT WHY, BUT FUCK BALLS, JUST NO!
>> Anonymous
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7973225371449473825&q=begotten&ei=XDQVSPeQIIGMrgL2_

bricks will be shat.
>> Anonymous
creepy thread is creepy
>> Anonymous
>>74331936
aww man, bricks are everywhere!
>> Anonymous
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>>74333517
MOM?!?! DAD?!?!?!
>> Anonymous
>>74333920

I love that video. I like the irony of it being hosted on youtube as well.
>> deleted
>>74333939

thank you very much
>> Anonymous
>>74332516

Hot. Source?
>> David Datica
>>74333939
SHIIIT!! FOrgot to place link
http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta
all old creepypastas here
>> Anonymous
>>74331699
I swear to god if i was walking around one day and somehow through a series of events stumbled upon a place like that i'd be inside asap.

I fucking love architecture like that. That would be the GREATEST hangout of all time.

In b4 goth, i'm actually one of those "everything is great and people who don't realize that are just pessimists" kind of guys.
>> Anonymous
"Daddy, I had a bad dream." You blink your eyes and pull up on your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness—it's 3:23. "Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?" "No, Daddy." The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully. You can barely make out your daughter's pale form in the darkness of your room. "Why not sweetie?" "Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream, the thing wearing Mommy's skin sat up." For a moment, you feel paralyzed; you can't take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to shift.
>> ­
>>74334530

BUT WHO WAS COVERS?!??
>> Anonymous
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>>74334237
i lold HARD
>> Anonymous
A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the over 9000 children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the bastard children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want bastard children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was ok, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the mudkipz statue in their bedroom with a blanket or cloth, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not liek mudkipz."
>> Anonymous
>>74333165
>>74334955
Lol, filters.


In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution or halfway house you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself "The Holder of the Cancer." The person at the desk will contort their face into an expression of pure rage and say "I'd rather have chemo."

Nevertheless, they will give you three ten-sided dice and instruct you to roll them. You may proceed only if your roll is equivalent to a number the person pulls out of their ass.

If, after over 9000 rolls, you acquire the magical number, go and tell the person you have won. The person will completely ignore you. Then, you should scream, as loud as humanly possible, "YOU HAD BETTER DELIVER, FAGGOT!!!" The person will look you directly in the eye and say, "Fuck you, I'm an anteater!"

Here you have over 9000 options, one, you can leave now and never, ever come back, or you can continue to try to meet the Holder. If you continue, you must respond, "Sage sage sage." To which the person will say "I'm looking to hookup, A/S/L?"

The person will then lead you down a dark staircase. As you approach the lone door at the end of the staircase, you will begin to hear horrible, inhuman sounds. And, slowly, you will make out the words: "...A YOUNG BOY..."

Your guide will open the door and follow you inside. The room will be completely empty, and then you realize, finally, that you both have the cancer, and that you're gay.
>> Molon Labe !OWRNsS8xeo
>>74335008

What was it pre-filtered?
>> Anonymous
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MjTb5A68VA&eurl=http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=142500034
6&ref=ts
>> Anonymous
A man and his 2 children were walking down to a riverside, where the man's father used to take him fishing. Ever since his father disappeared, the man was a wreck. His wife left him for being unstable, and his kids generally were afraid of him at times. He had this odd twitch in his eye that went rampant right before something was about to go wrong. Suddenly, he saw the image of his father being hung from a noose in a nearby tree, and his twitch went wild. A red glow entered his eyes and extending his forearm, he looked towards his now terrified children. "Groooooo"
he inched closer and closer, his hand growing abnormally large
"pey daaaaaaaaaa"
every time he clasped his hand together, the noise of metal clanging together reverberated throughout the forset
"ddy grooooooop"
every time his hand opened, the sound of an iron hinge screamed and moaned
"eey dadddy gropeyyyyy daaaa"
closer and closer he drew, his maddening chant getting faster and faster
"ddy GROPEY DAAAAAADDY GROPEY DAADDDY GROPEY DADDY GROPEY DADDYGROPEYDADDYGROPEYDADDYGROPEYDADDYGROPEYDADDY"
Then he groped them.
>> Anonymous
w w w . A n o n T a l k . c o m
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
username 666

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7iFXyLah2oQ