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Terraria - Underneath Hell

Hi there!
I am here to talk about the horrors that are underneath hell in Terraria.
Many people travel deep underground to find that the screen will stop scrolling downwards. One day after, gathering as much hellstone as I could, I decided to travel deep under the Ash Blocks that conseal the secrets.
I grabbed some obsidian and made a full kit of Molten gear. Armour (I had Gold Armour too) and Tools. I also found the Sunfury and made a Night's Edge. My friends told me that I was a fool that I would find something under hell.
I started to think that when I would travel deeper than hell I would find nothing. So I looked on the Terraria Wiki. One person actually documented his journey. What I read was horrible. Even though I was frightened and anxious, I went back on Terraria to start my perilous journey. I fell down my hellhole to my mini house in hell. There I grabbed my Molten gear.
So I traveled down where there was no lava I thought I was about to hit the limits of hell. I was wrong.
I mined for a few more minutes till' I fell into a pit of darkness. I then feel my self fall into a pit of darkness. My bedroom lights flashed then exploded. I went to open my door to see if my family was okay. But my door was locked from the outside. The floor was falling out from under me. Only the flooring near my door remained . I stood in awe. Soon a tall dark figure rose from the never ending darkness. His boney figure appeared from his black robe. He pointed towards me. He lifted up his hoodie. A skull appeared... Maggots and snakes crawled threw the gaps. I fell after falling on my butt. Like the game, I too fell into an endless pit of darkness...
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Terraria Haunted Game

You know that famous game, Terraria? Well i've been waiting for it a long time and finnaly it come out but since i dont like steam that much i searched on youtube for some free copys of terraria, I saw a video named Terraria free download (no torrents) (plus all the best items on start) Wow when i saw that video i clicked it without a doubt,Well wrong choice.Anyways the download was 4 GB and i was a bit worried since a game can't have that much GB Oh atleast for a 16 bit 2d sidescroling game which should be like 20 MB. After 2 hours or so i installed the copy and played it right away it seemed that the logo is the corrupted purple grass and trees with blood on it but i was just normal since i tought it was normal but anyways,On the video as said i got all the awesome items as promised but the char name was IMDEADDEADDEAD i was a bit worried to cuz his armor was torn of to pieces and blood over his belly.But anyway i started the world which also was just World666 Which was weird too but i still tryed it.
PART 2 COMING SOON
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Terror-Bytes

Supposedly, everything exists for a reason, but that is not true. In the year 1966, a group of miners discovered a mysterious insect like creature 1000 feet below the surface. It had a spherical head, big rock hard jaws, and a dark green body with a distinctive pattern. There were a bunch of 1's and 0's on them. They were 1 inch tall and 2 inches wide. It was unknown whether they were of hostile nature or not.
One miner lunged at it with a shovel and, to his misfortune, the bug was too small to hit. That miner hit the wall with a CRACK! His skull had shattered. The rest of them have never been found. These bugs resurfaced in the year 2013 in which they became a national threat. They crawled in homes and went inside computer that were being used. Any technology touched by these horrific insects was immediately destroyed, killing the user from radiation caused by the Bugs. It is unknown how they caused such radiation without damaging themselves.
Thus they became known as Terror Bytes. In England, a group of villagers in a small town tried to kill the bugs resulting in their horrible deaths. When they were found their bodies were mutilated and still burning with a strange green fire. There were no signs of the bugs anywhere, except for a dead Terror Byte. Scientists researched the body and found they are made from data fragments even though they existed far long before technology was invented.
A few years into the invasion, a mysterious stranger appeared saying he was from the future, and the bugs were sent from heaven to bring about the apocalypse. Everyone thought that he was crazy, and he was executed for reasons unknown. But I tell you, he was right. Those little fuckers destroyed everything soon after, killing everything except for a small city in Oklahoma. I am there now, and I'm the only survivor. I have discovered a nuclear bomb buried deep beneath the ground. Time to end this. Don't worry you stupid insects, it will be a blast!!!!!!!!
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Terror of the Tulips

My sister loved nature since she was a little girl. She always skip through the grass fields & smell the flowers from our yard.
But... I don't think I'll see her the same way again after what happened to her.
One day we were outside the house & my sister wanted to pick flowers for the spring festival that's coming in May.
I was watching her in joy as she spins around in circles & whistling her tunes.
"Look, brother!" my sister said. "These new tulips are perfect for the festival!"
The tulips she's holding are so beautiful that they used to be my mom's type of flowers.
But since before, I didn't know what happened to my dad at that time.
"Honestly," I said. "Your classmates would love the flowers when you get back from spring break."
I loved seeing my sister feeling joy in the yard, it warms my heart.
But it all changed at nighttime.
While my family was asleep, I hear a scream from outside.
I run down the stairs & see what was the scream. Turns out a neighbor from 5 doors below disappeared from the tulips my sister picked.
Have the flowers come to life? What happened to them? I don't remember the flowers moving on their own.
It's currently 7:00 PM, & as the 17 year old I am, I need to make sure no one's harmed.
I walk down the street alone, with my flashlight in my hand, the wind blowing, & no other neighbor is awake.
The tulips my sister picked turned into a monster. It was no ordinarily tulip beast, it was terrifying as my dad yelling at me.
It roared in my face & I run.
My sister came outside & saw me running away from the tulip monster that's planting it's roots on the road & neighborhood.
She wanted to take action, but I said no.
"They're MY tulips, brother!" my sister shouted. "I won't let anyone harm them."
But my sister WAS being the one harming her life as she tries to tame the tulips.
It slowly opens it's mouth & closed on my sister.
Now I was scared to fight because she's in there.
By 7:48, my mom turned the light on in her room & she was shocked to see tons of tiny terrorizing tulips planting roots & caving houses.
I run inside & shut the door. I'm too scared to fight the monster.
My mom was scared too, we tried to make a plan, but the tulip's root breaks the door & we run for our lives.
I ran to my room & locked the door to where I was safe.
Wish I could say the same thing for my mother...
I was scared when I heard her screams. The tulips planted the roots on her skin, & ended her life.
"Brother..."
I can't run to the tulips, I'm still safe in my room.
The tulip monster & it's other tulips later gave up & went away.
It's now midnight, & my sister's gone...
If I was braver than this, I could've saved my neighborhood & made sure the flowers my sister picked DON'T turn into monsters.
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Test Drive

I was ecstatic, I mean, who wouldn't be? A nice, nearly new, 1995 Mustang GT for around 300 dollars in a used car lot in a small - almost remote - area. I couldn't believe my luck! There was something... Something wrong with it. I really just couldn't put my finger on it, though. Suddenly, a salesman appeared out of nowhere, I nearly screamed when I saw him. He had on a slightly torn bright green plaid coat with small blackish-brown stains on it. I disregarded it out of excitement, and asked if I could test drive it before I bought it. He said yes in a very high-pitched, excited yelp, and we went off. The car drove smoothly for an almost twenty-year-old car, and the shocks were almost new, but there was a slight thud in the trunk every now and then.
"Stop the car here," said the man. We were now in a very dense, thick, wooden area, and I was slightly unnerved about his tone. I was still curious of what was in the trunk, so I walked back. The man was staring at me while I checked, and his eyes were almost bulging from his head when he looked at me, I was now genuinely scared, and I slowly opened the trunk. It opened with general ease, and what was inside shocked me. A mangled, bloody, almost completely mutilated corpse with all of the limbs missing and scattered about the trunk.
I turned and tried to run, but the man was right behind me when I turned, and he was holding a large, bloodied knife and a shovel.
In a raspy voice he said "Help me bury it, or join it." I was hesitant, but I helped because I didn't want to die in this way. As we were finishing burying the corpse, he said "I don't trust you to keep your mouth shut." He lunged at me, and before I knew it, I woke up in a small, dimly-lit room with a small table with knives and syringes with different chemicals in them. I tried to move, but I was bound to the wall with straps. "Don't try anything, or else," he said in a sadistic voice. He proceeded to pick up a knife and cut at my legs. The pain was unbearable, and I passed out. Please help, I'm still down here. Please help.
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Texted my dead boyfriend, got a message back

My boyfriend Ron Jeremy and I have been together for at least three years, seven months, three days and twenty seconds. He was my world, he was the only person to truly make me smile.
And sadly... I lost him, the love of my life.
It was a cold night when a man in a suit came to my door, knocking in the door of my apartment at least three times. When I answered the door, he had a look of sheer pity of his face. "Hello, Miss. I'm officer Davis. Have a moment?" Of course I let him in, sat him down and gave him a cup of coffee. I sat across from the man and stained him in the eye. "What brings you here, Officer?" I asked.
"Miss. Your lover, Ron, was found dead"
Ever since that night, I've never been the same. I've grown depressed, his killer was never found and I can't take it anymore, I need him, he's mine. So, all I can do is text him phone. I sent him a message saying I love you... next thing you know...
BEEP BEEP
I looked down at my phone, my heart racing. It was his number.
"Sorry, wrong number?"
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Texting Not Working

Hello tech support, I have been having technical issues with my Galaxy S9 phone lately. You see I am a bit of a ladies' man... I like to spend my Friday and Saturday nights out at the bars introducing myself to women, and engaging in conversation, and if I see that she is interested in me (which she almost always is) I pull out my Samsung Galaxy S9 and ask if they would mind giving me their phone number. They of course do so enthusiastically and then excuse themselves (they are probably going elsewhere to hide how excited they are that I expressed romantic interest in them). Anyway, the time comes the next day and I'll send them a text that ranges anywhere from asking if they got home okay to things of a more flirtatious nature. Invariably they do not respond. Some of my so-called "friends" have suggested that it is an indication that they are in fact not interested in me (which is patently absurd). Many people in my family have described me as a very handsome young man so why would they not be interested?
Truly the only reasonable explanation is that something is wrong with my device and it is not properly sending out messages. I will clarify my texting does work between my friends, family, and co-workers and is exclusively affecting my texting with the women I am meeting. This is a horribly unfortunate coincidence. What could be causing this issue? Is it my SIM card? The carrier? Given the number of times this has happened I can't help but conclude that there must be something wrong on my end.
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Tf2 Nightmare

This is an actual story. It didn't happen in reality, but rather, in a dream I had. In honesty, it isn't very important, or very interesting, but I felt like sharing it. If you don't believe my nightmare, that's perfectly understood.
In my dream, (not yet quite a nightmare.) I was a video game character. I was in some version of the world in the video game Jurassic Park: Operation Genesis. I was a blonde woman, with a sparkled red dress, and I may have had a knife in the left hand? I ran, with a Fallout 3-like 3rd person view, through a crowd of visitors. It was raining heavily, and it was a Jurassic Park maze.
I noticed, in the dream, that there was a floating, smeared, little ghost thing. It was black, and some sort of core inside it glowed red. A few seconds after I noticed this, the "screen of the game" went completely black. Then, my dream became a nightmare.
I was suddenly on some server on Team Fortress 2, and it looked like a combination of Minecraft and the infinite map of grass from Garry's Mod. There was chaos everywhere. RED and BLU classes were all killing each other, (more realistically then in the game.) I played as a Heavy, and spawned glitching into the middle of the battlefield. I appeared to have no control over the Heavy, as he just stood there, a ghastly gibus on his head.
I started to realize this was a nightmare, and then I heard the Heavy scream an awful, painful death scream. A Sniper had shot his lower jaw off, and blood fountained from the outline where it once was.
Heavy was still somehow screaming, it was a regular scream, but when it almost ended, it reversed to the beginning, and started over the endless process. I could faintly hear other Team Fortress 2 characters screaming that way in the background.
I pressed escape, I pressed ctrl+alt+delete, nothing could stop the images that flashed on the screen. I turned off the computer,and turned off the monitor, but nothing changed.I left my room to ask my Dad what happened, because he's good with computers. And then, I woke up. Simple as that. 
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ThE BEST PASTA EVER

OK SO DIS PASTA HAS EVRYTHING ON IT, OKY?
SO I SAW DIS LOZT EPISOD OF MY LITL PONY. FIRST, SKELETINS POPS OUT. DEN, PATRIXXX AND SPONGBOOB AND HEROBINE AND KERMIXXX GO AROUND AND KILL EVERY PONY AND THAT'S THE END. DEN I PLAYD DIS VIDYA GAM AND IT HAD DEMMY WITH SKRILLEX TRYING TO KILL DEADMAU5 AND THE MUSIC YOU HEAR IS THE SAME DUBSTEP BEIN PLAYD AL THE TIME. IT MAKIN MY EAR BLED OMG DEMMY CAM OUTA SCREAM DEN ATAK MEH WIH BAF ATAK ZKELETON POPED OUT THIS TIM TEH ZKELETON BEAT CRAP OUTTA MEH THEN RELA SCRY ZKELETON POPED OUT
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Thank You, SICP

I am a computer programmer, which means I'm fat, nerdy, and have a tiny cock. I got AIDS from paying a cheap whore to fuck me, since I have no love in my life.
When the doctor told me, I went to the only thing I knew: SICP.
I slammed my penis between two copies of SICP. It swelled up to twice normal size and fell off. I was worried.
I woke up the next day with incredible abs, a 14" rod of steel, and no HIV. I'm now an adult movie star, banging porn stars.
Thank you, SICP!
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Thank you for tagging (Copypasta)

Thank you for putting an NSFW tag on this. I was on the train and when I saw this, it was marked NSFW. This means I didn't have to start furiously masturbating. The people on the train didn't give me strange looks and weren't saying things like "what the fuck" and "call the police". I dropped my phone and everyone around me saw the NSFW tag. You prevented a whole train of men from masturbating together at this one image because you marked this post as NSFW. Thank you, it could have happened this if you had not tagged this post NSFW.
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Thank you…

Tuesday morning, I was sitting alone in my room. It was a snowy morning in the house I lived in. My family was poor, so we lived in a very small ratty house. I lay on the blankets, that are on my floor, thinking about if my parents will be able to hold on to their job. As I'm lying there I hear something...Like a static. I look over to my window...I see someone out side a little far off. Suddenly I get a strong headache, the noise gets louder, and the figure moves closer. It was wearing a suit, a very tall man. I lean in closer to see it better. My headache gets worse and the sound louder. I blink and it's gone. I feel a abnormal hand grab my head. It turns me to it. It was looking in my eyes, but it didn't have any... I wake up in a bed thats not mine, but in my room. But in a way it's not my room. Everything looks different. I run up to look out the window. There were two cars in a drive way, and It appeared I was in a second story house. It was nice and sunny with no snow to be found. I turn around and see my parents, well dressed, and smiling. I was happy. No more druggie parents, no more wondering what I was going to eat that night. I didn't know how I got here, I don't care how, all I can think is Thank you.
== Riff Version ==
Tuesday morning, a mother and a father were sitting at their dinner table, trying to balance their budget. They lived in a small but comfortable residence, and had to be very careful with money. Both parents worked as hard as they could at the only jobs they could get in the current economy so they could afford to send their only child to a decent school. Even if the child did not understand nor respect how hard they worked, how much they sacrificed, both the mother and the father would do what they could. Despite the child demanding the parents buy the latest video games and the newest iPhone because all the other kids had them, then threatening to tell teachers at school the parents were on drugs if they didn't, they still worked hard. They wanted to raise a smart, respectful, and diligent child, even if the trials of an entitled brat were wearing them down.
Then the mother heard a sound like static. She looked out the window and saw a tall, pale figure standing there, completely still. Then she blinked and the man was replaced with a group of men and women.
One of the group spoke, "We are from Crappypasta. One of our... associates has taken care of your problem. From now on, you are free."
The mother and father glanced at each other, not understanding at first. Then, they gradually realized the change. No longer could they hear the muffled ranting from their child's bedroom. No longer could they hear the demands for wanton materialism. No longer did they hear the self-indulgent whining of self-pity. The child had been taken, and to where the parents never knew.
But in the end, all they could say was, "Thank you..."
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Thanks, Vinnie

I had owned a cake shop for five years in New York, and I still see the same customers come in. Almost every day, I see someone whom I have remembered from the past, whether it was Mrs. Johannes Merriam and her two sons, Rico and Vinnie. Vinnie was special, in so many ways. He was very good at soccer, tennis, and basketball, but there's one thing that stood out from the rest.
He was a Satanist.
He was 14, who, unsurprisingly, was going through a phase. His mother, quickly explained to me, that every night before bed, he would write a poem for the demigod, and he would give Vinnie a response. But sadly, Vinnie found out his mother had done all the work, and he was mad. Very, very, mad. He was so mad that he did the unthinkable-
Summon Satan himself.
He drew the Star of Solomon on a piece of paper, put one of five candles at each of the points on the star, and for five of the candles, there was a sacrifice. Sadly, he sacrificed one of his poems that read;
They're why we think of you.
They think of you, sadly true.
They cry and scream, and say you did it,
But overall, they were having a fit.
You could be beautiful, you could be great,
But all the other people - just hate (you)
The boy was scared, but he know he was doing something for his lord. As soon as the poem touched the drawing, the drawing started to burn. It then erupted into a singe, therefore, it exploded into flames, oh, how the paper burned, yet nothing was harmed! Vinnie was not scared anymore.
He touched the paper, and his life was gone. He died on the 27th of February, of the year 2011. I was saddened to hear that Vinnie died trying. But all was wrong forgotten thirteen nights ago, when I was getting prepared for bed.
Now, this was before the Slender Man trials, and we were wide aware that Slender Man was a myth. But late that night, I heard vibrations outside. And, being the responsible man I was, I looked out the window. And all
I
Saw,
Were two
Glowing
Black
Eyes, staring STRAIGHT AT ME!
I was shocked, at how much they looked like Vinnie's, but then the eyes turned into a head, and it was Vinnie's head! The rest of his body reassembled, into this black
murky figure, with an eye patch over where his left eye should be. And the shadows LEANED with him! I-I can explain!
"Sorry, but we're deeming you as insane." The black police officer said.
"We've had enough of your, ahem, Tomfoolery. We must assist you to the asylum."
"No!" I said. "This is the end. Thanks, Vinnie." Were my last words.
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