Creepypasta
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…“I wanted to ask you before the others arrive, was it worth it?” Jeramiah hisses through his Cheshire cat grin. “I-I-It’s not over yet,” Lenny stammers. Jeramiah laughs softly. “Of course it is Lenny,” he scoffs. “You just don’t know it yet.” Lenny tries to get to his feet, only for Jeramiah to push him…
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…“A mathematical equation does simply not solve itself Mister Sullivan, it must be nurtured. It must be stroked into eruption of its answer as if it was your very own member. It must be desired like a woman you want to make passionate love to, and then it will provide you with the answer.” Caplain…
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…“The colourisation used when highlighting the peaks of each mountain shows a hidden talent I had never expected to see in someone so void of talent. I’m impressed Jacob, BRAVO! BRAVO!” Fletcher spits with excited enthusiasm as he slaps his hands together in an almost rhythmic fashion. “I had chosen you to move on to…
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…He takes a long, deep drag upon the cigar, before pulling it free and blowing a waft of smoke across the room. “There was a time way back when, when I knew everyone’s name without even taking a moment to think. I could crack a dozen, and then another, and still have time to recite…
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…“This signal you speak of, was it red or blue?” “What does the colour matter? All I know, is that I saw something regardless of its colour, isn’t that enough!” Devon spits through teeth clenched and broken. “The colour means EVERYTHING and MORE, even the end of days has a foretelling that is not lost…
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…“A Shoe? Really?” Kevin says as he screws his face up with confusion. “Yup, a big old FUCKING shoe!” Conner says with a thrusting nod of his head, and a corny wink. “And why a shoe?” “Why not?” “You realise that’s not an answer, right?” Kevin asks as he rummages around his thick head of…
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…“He rostered us both on, just so he could revel in the uncomfortably, it’s that simple.” Sammy says through clenched teeth, as he casts a sideways glance towards Sonya. “You give that a-hole more credit than he deserves, he’s not some evil supervillain looking to extract his final revenge, he’s filling shifts with whoever can…
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…“Wednesday,” Jamie says quickly and without hesitation, bringing all eyes down upon him. “Are you sure?” Henry asks as he looks over his wire rimmed glasses. “I am positive,” he answers back. “Well,” Henry says with an exacerbated sigh as he leans back, places his glasses on the bench before him and kneads his Russ…
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…Sammy thrusts Jason against the wall and digs his fingers into the open gash that spills a sea of red from it. “Does it hurt, little brother? Are you in pain?” he seethes through clenched teeth. “I-I-I, I’m not g-g-going to give y-y-you the s-satisfaction of knowing,” Jason stammers, as he forces a smile across…
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…“Tell me and tell me straight. Do you think that someone like me, could ever give someone like you the time of day?” Nigel asks with a furrowed brow and twisted tongue while thrusting a finger towards Catherine. “I-I-I, I don’t understand the question,” Catherine stammers, as she looks around the room and the others…
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…The door rips from its hinges, and Delargo steps into the room, letting out a gruff thrust of air from his pulsating nostrils while flexing his muscular form like a wrestler announcing his arrival to the ring. “WHO BE THE DOG BASTARD WILLIAM WATTS!” he roars as he eyes each of the petrified faces who…
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…The beads of sweat pour down his brow, as he takes several quick and laboured breaths in. He grips the controls with his throbbing hands, and grimaces once again. “You won’t beat me this time,” he hisses as he nods his head and presses the retry button once again. The world before his fades to…
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…He looks out over the digital world and allows the beauty soak to its way into his senses, before turning back to Quienten. “I-I-Is this really r-real?” he stammers nervously. “It’s as real as you want it to be.” He looks back out over the landscape. “That’s not really answering my question.” “It’s because your…
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…Jethro charges forward, his blades held out to his sides. With a cry, he leaps into the air, and forward towards the oncoming horde. His blades move through the air in a preordained path, slicing though flesh and bone as if there was no difference between the two. He lands on the damp soil, steading…
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…Jerry sucks in another desperate breath, and closes his eyes as he grimaces in pain, pressing the back of his palm against the gash that cuts halfway across his cheek. “Hurt?” Peggy asks with a wide smile across her bloody lips. “YOU FUCKING KNOW IT DOES!” he bellows as his eyes shoot open wide, and…
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…“You come here, and you expect me to just hand over my life’s work without a fight! What kind of IDIOT do you think I am!” Herbert cries as he thrusts a knife out towards Bronty. “The idiot who brings a knife, to a gun fight!” Bronty snarls through a jaded smile, as she raises…
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…His cup topples from the bench and twists its way to a violent death at the hands of the floor. A sea of tea exploded from all sides, as the porcelain slammed into the hard polished concrete floor, and shatters from one end of the room to the other. Cory looks over to Freddy, and…
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…“Pink doesn’t suit you, not like the red did,” Sally says with a wry smile across her lips as he thrusts two legs into the air and leans back against Randy’s mutilated corpse. “You’re just jealous that I can pull off a feminine colour like pink, while you’re stuck flannelette shirts and gumboots!” “At least…
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…“I never wanted you to be just another one of my victims, but yet here we are, wallowing in a sea of red,” Javier says through trembling lips as he cradles Monica’s pale corpse in his hand, while tears cascade down his face. He gently brushes the dirty hair from her face and strokes her…
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….Franklin staggers forward several feet, before tumbling forward into the sea of red that has formed from the waterfall that flows from his gut. “Who would’ve thought that in the end patience WAS a virtue,” Henrique sneers with a muffled laugh as he drops to his knees and takes in several exhausted breaths. “Fifteen years,…