Warlight creepypasta: 7/22/2014 20:03:14 |
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Creepy as hell mystery man. Amazing what can be done with so few words.
Tequila mockingbird (a short story)
There was a handsome young man, he liked salsa, he did salsa all the time, one day he went to a salsa club to dance and he met a pretty girl black hair and green eyes like a frog, they danced lots of salsa together, things got really steamy, the owner of the club owner with greasy dark hair and a scar across his cheek was watching from the balcony the whole time, eventually the guy told the girl to go get her coat, all the time the club owner was watching, he was also her father.
They went back to the guys house, number 13, weird she thought but no problem, all the time the greasy club owner with scars and gold chains was watching, he saw them kias , they went to his kitchin to make cocktails tequila sunrise, the old greasnall was watching with a knife in his hand and a evil glint in his eye, the boy went to the toilet because he has drink to much that day, whilst his back turned he couldn't see what happened to his drink, all the time the girl with green eyes was watching she could see her father with the scars watching and the boy knew she was watching the father watching and they all liked salsa,
Later when the evil witch doctor crawled from under the bed to kill all three of them no one expected a thing, and do you know what the last words of the witch doctor were, always watch out behind you, especially.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 06:39:41 |
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That is the longest creepypasta I've ever read
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 09:53:26 |
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I don't beleive that one Fridge. It doesn't belong here.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 10:11:11 |
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1893 ( no date just the year )
there was this old man in his house and he got a phone call , he aas sent to hospital , the doctors did not tell him what they are goning to do to him so he was placed on a surgical bed and all his sensory nerves were cut out from his brain so he could not see , taste , hear , hear and feel 65 minuites later he told the doctors he heard a hushed voice of his dead wife talking to him he also told he could talk back , the doctors were surprised but not convinced to stitch his sensory nerves back , and a day later he heard voices of his , daed mum , dad , grandad , auntie , uncle and niece they were talking to him in a hardly understanable language , he sreamed and shouted ( because he could still move his mucels ) and waved his arms and said ' help me ! I'm innocent why talk to me ? I want to sleep , please let me sleep. ' Later a couple of doctors , left but there were still a lot wathching , so they put sleeping gas on him... sleeping for 3 days worked out until he could hear voices of dead realtives and they were talking about death , hell and the end of the world , he started to rip his eyes out so he could see , but it did not work , he ate bits of his arm off to kill himself but doctors tied him to a table to avoid self-suicide them he started crying , the doctors manually rehydrate him because of constant crying Edit: he stared to a doctor even though hewas blind and he said ' I have heard from god and he has aboandoned us '
later that day he died for no reason
moral of the story : don't phone old men and take them to hospital for no reason
Edited 7/23/2014 11:17:33
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 10:42:06 |
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okay so there was a woman who worked in a starbucks, every day she serves people hot coffee, some times she spelled their names of customers wrong on coffee cup, she enjoy world music (played in starbucks), one day she get a letter saying jury service... she attend dury service, the trialk is of a man nominated of murder, the case last many months, finally she stands up and speaks to the judge, your honour we find this man is guilty as hell, murderer looks at her from witness stand and stands up, points at woman, when I get out of jail I am going to find you and kill you for this, I strap you into chair, I cut off your scalp, I destroy all your fingers and toes, we watch my little pony together, I will pull out your eyes and play marbles with them, I French kiss eye sockets, I slice your kneck off with bread knife
she looks into his crazy and evil eyes as balifs restrain, they r luminous yellow (his eye colour), the judge bangs his hammer, I sentence you to 34 tyears in jail for murder..........
34 years later she died of natural causes.//
if you look into the mirror and say he r name three times then you will aslo die, I wont tell you her name to prevent this from happenening.....
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 10:43:57 |
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Absolute excellence. The rehydration is a very nice and original touch. It sent chills up my spine.
He died for no reason? I know its a story but he had no nerves, had pulled his eyes out and eaten some of his own arm. I reckon that had something to do with it. Your story though.
Thats a great moral by the way that everyone should abide by.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 10:47:13 |
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She was vibrant; the kind of girl that would choose dare every time. She always smelled like cinnamon. um cinnamon isn't scary, go away fridge and take your creepyspaghetti (long) with you. He died for no reason? I know its a story but he had no nerves, had pulled his eyes out and eaten some of his own arm. I reckon that had something to do with it. Your story though. wow thanks for the medicine lecture dr longhouse, you biology Nazi.
Edited 7/23/2014 10:54:13
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 10:52:44 |
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Thanks X. Really enjoying these. Why is no one else writing great story's.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 11:24:11 |
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There was this couple in their honeymoon and enterd a cave called ' God's mouth ' ( ironic eh?) And they enterd , minutes later , the man felt the cave was really warm and let go of the woman , the woman dissapeerd and nowhere to bee seen by the man , he looked for escape but he was closed in , 10 minutes after , he started crying and blood came out , ( for no reason ) he saw red nails and gigantic fingers he carried him
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 11:57:05 |
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Cont.
The man was sent to the holder's mouth and was eaten by not god and by the devil!
12 years later , the woman managed to get out of the cave and married someone else
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 13:36:12 |
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Wow thatnis good since its creepy
note: splelling error
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 14:33:50 |
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Did you know:
my staories can be seen on youtube
Elevator story : elevator ritual old man story : gateway to the mind Sleeping man on a coach story : The silently dead guy The cave story : God's mouth
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 14:56:57 |
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23 January 2014
a man left work and wlaked to his bus stop, he wait for bus number 194 croiydon colonnades, bus comes, he gets on bus, oyster card reader does not work first time, it beeps red, he tries again, this time it works, he sits down on seat of bus....... he looks out of window and sees horrible refleictons as though imagined, terrible vision such as man having face cut off, disgusting insects like moth and maggot, female genitals mutilated (this turned out to be evening standard cover reflected in window), people with horrible diseases sitting on bus like elephant man, people with weapons trying to kill man, and other creepy things. every time he sees these gastly things in window he turns around but they are not real, he is only passenger on bus, he gets off bus trormatised t owalk home..........
the man died
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 15:28:17 |
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I am just about to get on that bus.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 16:07:24 |
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no joke. Im getting it from Penge to East Croydon. Im afraid of the evening post.
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Warlight creepypasta: 7/23/2014 16:33:59 |
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Aye
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