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My Roblox Exprience

Hi, today I'm gonna tell you a tale of my recent Roblox exprience and it was certainly odd.
== Day 1 ==
I went on the popular page, and I saw a game that caught my eye.
It was called RUN.
I clicked it, and I wish I hadn't.
I spawned in a dark and empty room with a body, lying there, and it's eyes seemed to follow me, I was scared, but I kept going.
I saw a shadowy figure, I walked up to him.
A message sooned flashed onto the screen.
It was a jumble of 0's and 1's.
I translated it cuz I know Morse Code.
It said this.
"TURN BACK, THERE IS NO ESCAPE."
The figuren turned it's head 360 degrees.
It's eyes turned red, as HYPER-REALISTIC blood began to run from those eyes.
Then, I was kicked out of the game.
That wasn't the worst of it.
=== Day 2 ===
I went on the store, there was a new hat onsale.
It was called Totally Legit Hat.
I was pretty suspicious of the name, but I contiuned on.
It cost -89 Robux.
I felt confused and I was distraught at the fact that the head looked like a real hat.
The description said.
"Get this new hat, it'll look good on you."
I brought it.
Then, something was strange with the amount of Robux I had.
It said I had 666 Robux.
I soon knew that something was up.
When I put it on, it didn't show up on my avatar, instead of a hat, it was a black box with white text written on it and this is what it said.
"You will be sorry."
The text turned red.
5 minutes later, my avater's eyes were gone and my avater's mouth was stitched.
I felt a surge of dread inhabiting my body, like a wave of water crashing onto a shore.
Then, the black box turned into a hat.
On the hat it said.
"YOU DID THIS."
It soon teleported me into a game called Purgatory.
I spawned in a room with concrete walls and a floor made of living tissue.
The walls had blood stains on them and scratch marks on them, too.
I was bombarded by messages.
But all of them said the same thing.
And that thing was this.
"God has left you in the underworld."
The game then kicked me out.
=== Day 3 ===
I saw my friend playing, but his avater looked different, it had the same hat I was wearing and his name was Baxter230 right?
But his name was DEATH'S VICTIM and so was mine.
It was because I joined the cursed game.
I feel like things haven't been the same.
I logged off Roblox and I shut my PC off.
I was traumatized, shaking with fear.
For the love of God, don't do what I did.
The End.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Roblox
Category:Jornel
Category:Hyper-realistic
My Roblox Stalker Story

You likely all know the game "Elephant Hotel" on ROBLOX. It always tends to attract ODers. I barely play it because of that reason, but I decided to join out of boredom. Besides, playing the same murder game with slight differences gets boring. So, I joined. Average server of 3.0s looking for dates. I managed to tick one off by existing. Basically, he ended up threatening to report me. Knowing reporting does absolutely nothing, I laughed it off.
A while later I began to realize the ODer was stalking me. There was just... something off. They all had different usernames but the same outfit. Muscle shirt, Charming Brown Hair, and Jeans. They kept harassing me. I ended up blocking them as soon as I saw them. I ended up password guessing one and found they had their Email verified. Who verifies the email on an Alt? This guy was likely extremely dumb. I then checked he had been messaging another user. They lived a state away. I had no idea how this info was passing through the filters. They had never met before and were "trading laptops" I wrote down that location and went on a "vacation."
A few days later I went there at the correct time. I had brought an old laptop of mine that was overheated. The guy came out was at least in his late 40s, so I knew he was a creep. He was wearing a grey hoodie. We were at an older abandoned coal plant, we were in the heart of the rust belt. It was a suburb of Detroit. I took the laptop and quickly attacked the creep. I managed to knock him out. I took him to the police station. I gave over the laptop and sat in the waiting room.
The officer came looking... scarred. He said there was stuff on there that if I went into detail about, I'd be banned from this wiki. Let's just say... it was very taboo. Everything I had come for was complete. I drove out of town, driving by the old coal plant. But then... I saw the stalker there. Smiling. I got home. I couldn't sleep. Suddenly I heard my window smash. I realized it. The stalker had gotten my plate number. I ran out with a baseball bat, he was possibly coming for my sister. Luckily, I ended up sneaking up on him and knocking him out.
4:27 AM. The cops arrived. They took the stalker. Luckily, he was the only one hurt. I don't want to know what would have happened if he had gotten to my sister. I've never gone back to Elephant Hotel since, and as far as I know the 2 men have been put on life in prison. This is all of the tale I have to tell.
Originally on Roblox Creepypasta Wiki
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Roblox
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:YT Readings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
My SCARY pony

i was sitting in my room waiting for a MLP episode. after a bunch of advertisements along with food ads that made me hungry and get KFC I finally got my episode. but something was... off about the intro... nobody was there except a blood covered twilight, there was hidden pony corpses and blood everywhere, and there was no music... only sound... THE THEME SONG GOT REPLACED WITH SOUND! I was quivering and shaking so hard that I pooped out the aftermath of the taco bell party pack. after the intro it faded to reveal a twilight in a dark room with hyper-realistic blood around her.
I was crying at this point and wanted to turn it off but I still watched it anyway because protagonists in creepypastas are not that smart. then suddenly the camera slowly zoomed in on twilight, who was slowly making a terrifying grin as the camera continued to slowly zoom in on her. I was on the verge of pooping all over the place so I took the remote and was ready to change the channel. but as I was about to change the channel, IT ABRUPTLY CHANGED TO A SHOT OF TWILIGHT TWITCHING HER HEAD AROUND WITH THE FNAF JUMPSCARE SOUND PLAYING ON LOOP WITH A RED HUE BUILDING UP AT A FAST PACE. IT WAS SO SCARY THAT MY BUTTHOLE BETRAYED ME AND FIRED THE POOP NUKE. THERE WAS SO MUCH POOP EVERYWHERE, LITERALLY. THEN IT WENT FNAF VHS MODE BY CHANGING TO A SHOT OF HOW TWILIGHT KILLED EVERYONE IN GRUESOME WAYS, AND THERE WAS SO MUCH HYPER-REALISTIC BLOOD TOO SCARY FOR ME! I TRIED TO CHANGE THE CHANNEL BUT I COULDN'T! I SHOULD'VE CHANGED THE CHANNEL RIGHT AFTER SHIT HIT THE FAN! WHY AM I SUCH A STUPID PROTAGONIST? THEN IT CHANGED TO A SHOT INVOLVING THE TRAUMATIZING IMAGES I SAW WHEN I SEARCHED UP MLP AS A KID, THOSE TRAUMATIC MEMORIES CAME BACK TO HAUNT ME IN THE FORM OF A MLP EPISODE! then the episode ended with twilight's face right up in the camera, she then said the words "hope you liked the show..."
Right after it was all over, I ACTIVATED BERSERK MODE AND BROKE THE TV WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER, HOPING TO DESTROY THE STATE OF MY TRAUMATIC MEMORIES. it was all over... and then a skeleton popped out, THE END!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Potty Humor
Category:English Class Failure
My Shit Don't Stink

To preface, every word of this story is true. Of course, on r/shittynosleep, everything is true anyway, even lily madwhip, but this one actually is. I don't expect you to believe that, but it is. Do with that knowledge what you will.
I was doing my Sunday shop, literally yesterday, when I saw an offer for party food. Two mains and four sides for £15. The sides however included packets of microwavable chicken wings, which for a fruit free scot, is a meal with only a bit of rice added, so without questioning more I bought the lot, 6 meals for 15 quid! What could go wrong? I was shopping in M and S after all.
EVERYTHING
My first repast took place just an hour after purchase. If the side meals of wings were a meal, then the mains, a half chicken, were a feast. I had not questioned why bought individually the half chickens only cost £4.75 when the packs of lunch adequate wings were £3.50, but there we have it.
Most food, especially from metropolitan cunt shops like M and S, shrinks when taken out it's packet. The Chicken grew. A half chicken was normally no matter for a active lad like me, but this was a monster. 40 minutes, whacked in the oven, surely it would shrink? Surely cheap chicken is half water? No, it grew again.
I sat down with trepidation to eat the fearsome knock off Nando's. The outer skin was acceptable, but the interior tasteless. The bargain had been Faustian. I could not even finish the mild rice garnish, not even with help of friends and flatmates. Most of the chicken is intact to this day.
However, the waste of money and poultry life was the least of my worries. Within two hours of giving up, I took a mighty shit, and it smelled good. Like Turkish Delight good, the green ones with extra sugar good. I could eat no dinner that night, for lunch had been big enough, but the shit I took that evening smelt the same.
Today, my shit continues to smell like nice perfume, and I dare tell no doctor. And a second half chicken remains in my fridge, requiring devourment by the 25th. It seems unlikely I will live long enough to post again, having devolved into a puddle of hundreds and thousands by Thursday, so all I can do is ask you that the next time someone tells you not to act like your shit don't stink, tell them to check their privilege. Thank you, and goodbye.
...
Edit: I shat again, and it now smells like bananas, and I hate bananas
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My Sock Is A Demon

My sock is a demon which continually tries to eat my sole...
every day I cast the demon in chains and stand on it...
yet it rises up and tries again...
I wear it down but it simply does not die...
My sock is a demon, my foot can no longer contain it...
S
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Category:Trollpasta
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit
My Son Is Not Human

my wife and I went out to eat a couple weeks ago. My five year old son was sitting across the table from me, picking at his meal.
I looked at the little brat. I really looked at him.
He looked just like my wife.
If I know science, I know no one looks that similar to their mother...
Here's a little backstory. I missed my son's birth because I was playing pool with a couple of the guys from work and Rick was being a fucking dick, and bet 600 that I couldn't make a shot. I couldn't call a taxi when I got the call because I was betting all the cash I had on me and there was no one to prove that I even got the call. I didn't really want to see the birth because that's kind of gross. Anyway, I lost the pool game and I was a little drunk so I slept at Ted's house for a couple days before I remembered that my wife had the baby so I called her and told her I'd be there soon.
When I got to the hospital, the baby didn't look like my wife. This I know. He looked very much like a strange, pink creature, hooked up to wires in a little plastic crate. They were to "help him breathe because he's having some little issues". I believed it alright. I was a sheep.
So fast forward to a couple years later (he's about five or six now), we're at this restaurant and he's fussing over his food. He says the mac and cheese is too cold and he wants more Hi-C. I don't think any human really likes Hi-C. Anyway, I decided to drill him on his math questions. He didn't miss a beat. I even asked him the ones I struggled with when I was young. 1+5, 5+7. He got all of them. Soon he started to roll his eyes and ask for his Hi-C. Maybe his batteries were running low and it was the juice he needed to refill them. I started talking loudly (not yelling) and my wife said stop yelling at him. I slammed my fist on the table and everyone started stating.
"What are you looking at?" I demanded calmly. I sat back down. Five minutes later, the manager came up to us and said I was making a few customers uncomfortable, and if I could please stop yelling.
The conspiracy became so clear to me, so I stormed that trashy establishment. I came back home but I've been ignoring my son until Christmas eve, where things got stranger.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Unnecessary Sequels
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
My South Park N64 Nightmare

If you want some sort of reasonable answer after this, believe me, there's no reason whatsoever.
You remember the game "South Park" for Nintendo 64, it was one of my favorite childhood games. I remember first playing it since I was 12, I enjoyed the game's graphics, story and gameplay. I'm 17 years old now, and I still consider it to be one my favorites and it was also one the very first games I've ever played.
The story begins, as I was over at my cousin's place one night and was ready for bed. During slumber, I started to have a dream about the final boss battle on South Park, you know with "Ultra Mega Mega Man" and was in session of a fight with him. However, somehow I paused the game for some strange reason, then after ten measly seconds, I continued the fight with him. But as soon as I unpaused the game, a message came up and said from top to bottom: THE END, GAME OVER, and BEN...
I woke up from a fright, and noticed it was 12:00 am in the morning, I then drifted back to sleep...
The next morning, I decided to put my old copy of South Park into the Nintendo 64 and play the final boss stage and surprisingly, nothing went wrong. I don't know what BEN was trying to tell me in the dream, but I guess it's left unknown...
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:NINTENDO SIXTY-FOOOUR
Category:Dreams
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
My Spooky Day Off

THIS MORNING I, A PROUD 21 YEAR OLD MALE, GOT UP AND MADE MYSELF BREAKFAST, IT WAS MILK SOLIDS IN MILK. I HAD JUST FINISHED THANKING MR SKELTAL AND DECIDED TO GO FOR A WALK IN MY 100% DIRTY LINEN ROBE. I CAUGHT UP WITH SOME OF MY FRIENDS AT THE LOCAL PARK AND HAD A GOOD LAUGH WITH THEM (THEY WERE JUST BEHIND THE BUSHES, LAUGHING TOO).
MY FRIENDS HAD TO LEAVE SUDDENLY SO I TOOK A WET POO IN THE BUSHES, JUST OVER BEHIND THE ABANDONDED FACTORY. MY BONES WERE REALLY STRONK SO I WAS ABLE TO PUSH OUT THE POO REALLY QUICK USING MY INTESTINAL BONES, WHICH WAS COOL.
I WAS WIPING MY BUTT WITH MY ROBE WHEN I NOTICED THERE WAS SOMETHING RISING FROM MY POO. IT WAS INVISIBLE, YET I COULD SEE IT! IT HAD THE WARM PRESENCE OF LIFE, BUT LEFT THE FOUL STENCH OF DEATH IN ITS PATH. THAT COULD ONLY MEAN ONE THING - GHOST! OMG!
I BURNT THE HAUNTED POO TO THE GROUND AND RAN AWAY SCREAMING. I TOLD MY FRIENDS IN THE BUSHES NEXT DOOR AND THEY HAD A GOOD LAUGH WITH ME (AGAIN, THEY WERE JUST OUT OF FRAME).
THEN I TOOK A PEE ON THE GROUND INSIDE THE ABANDONED FACTORY. I WAS A BIT MESSY AND GOT IT PRETTY MUCH EVERYWHERE. OOPSIE! BUT THEN, I NOTICED THE GHOST! HAD RETURNE!!!! THIS TIME IT WAS COMING OUT OF THE PEE I LEFT BEHIND! IT HAD HAUNTED THE ENTIRE FACTORY, SO I HAD NO CHOICE.
THE WHOLE FACTORY, UP IN FLAMES. IT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO.
THEN I HAD SOME PASTA AND LAY DOWN IN THE GRASS. I LOOK UP AND SEE BIG PUFFY WHITE THINGS IN THE SKY.
no.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:ALL CAPS
My Stinky Little Secret

I was once a normal girl. But that was before the accident. It all started when I was in class one day, and I wasn't feeling really well. I shoved an orange down my throat and groaned, not being able to concenrate. "awww shit owie" I said as my teacher began to take attendence. He got to my name and I said 'present' because that's the kind of student I am. My stomach then began to rumble and shake and turn. I felt ewwww so nasty sick. I knew I was about to shit mysel so I told the teacher and he said I could go. I rushed into the hall faster than the speed of a thousand beees with there butts on a fire. but it was too late. Right their, in the walmart parking lot, i let out the stinkiest fart and shit that i ever did. ouchie ouchie that really hurted. it was stinkie nd nasty and i felt better after words. ever since then i shat in the parkling ot. no one noes my secret :D
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Potty Humor
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My Strange Encounter

I'm just going to start with saying I love Call of Duty. I've been hooked since World at War. Every now and again, I like to re-live some of the older CoD games and take in their glory. Well, I used to.
One day, I just felt like playing some MW2, so I put the disc in and booted the game up. I don't know why, but I was getting some weird feeling. Oh, wait, nevermind. That's just a burp.
I entered the Multiplayer section and hit "Play Online". I felt like a challenge, so I picked the game mode "Hardecore Ricochet Search and Destroy". (When you have my skill level, basically any hardcore game mode is a challenge) The one thing I have to complain about is the wait time for a lobby. Now that almost no one plays the older games, it can take a while to get into a match.
Finally, I connected to a lobby. They were already in a match, so I couldn't see who was there. The map loading screen popped up. (It was Terminal, awesome!) Everything seemed normal, until the map was done loading.
The screen cut to the between-rounds screenshot of the terminal itself, but everything was tinted red. There was no scoreboard, even when I tried to toggle it up. The score bar at the top was there, but both team's score was just a hyphen. After about 10 seconds, the match ended and I was kicked to the 'intermission menu'.
There was only one other guy there, but his screen name was corrupted. Each letter looked like a tiny "Missing No." from the older Pokémon games. Another 10 seconds passed. I was only still in the lobby because it wouldn't let me leave. I was just about to pull the plug, (The power button didn't work either) when the other person plugged in a mic. (I knew he did because the little speaker icon popped up) He "spoke", but not in words. Instead, just a high-pitched giggling came from my speakers, sort of like the LoZ: Majora's Mask Happy Mask Salesman. (No, I'm not referencing BEN) Then, my screen went dark.
When it came back, I was at the game's main menu. Nothing changed, but I immediately turned off my system. Needless to say, I didn't touch that game for a while after that incident. After I did start to play it again, I connected to normal lobbies, and never saw that strange person online again. I do have two questions though...
Who was he and why can't I delete him from my Friends list?
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
My Strange Minecraft Encounter

So there I was, playing Minecraft, making a 1.8 video, and just fooling around. I was in the middle of a video when Minecraft had a strange 404 Error, now please note I was playing on the Downloadable Client at the time. The error read "ERROR 404. PAGE NOT FOUND". I thought this was just a glitch with the game and restarted Minecraft up. I started playing again with my apologies to the people that would watch the video when I posted it to YouTube. After about two minutes of game play, I got the same 404 Error. This time, being skeptical, I restarted Minecraft again and stopped the video, after about two minutes the game 404'd yet again.
I went into some research on the forums running down the 1.8 News seeing if anyone got 404'd suddenly. Nothing. I started playing for a fourth time, this time, no error. I walked around my world and the game 404'd on me again, I saw that the error was different. It read "ERROR 404. PAGE NOT FOU404040404040404STOP040404". My whole computer froze, after restarting it and playing Minecraft again, I didn't get any errors, but I saw a gruesome sight, I saw a sign above my bed in my house that simply read "STOP". And somehow, I had a undescribable feeling that this was Herobrines work...
I checked my .jar file and saw no mods, I walked around a bit more, no signs from Herobrine. I saw what looked like a Steve in the distance. I walked up to the Steve and it walked away revealing a ton of glitching Herobrines, I did a double take and deleted the .jar file in Minecraft. I started up a new world and put the Render Distance on Tiny and the Graphics on Fast. I didn't find anything else in the world, no signs of Herobrine or anything. I played on the new world like I would normally do, when I discovered a burnt down house. I didn't see any signs or any items in it, just a ton of wood, wooden planks, and cobblestone.
I know the rumors of Herobrine aren't real and even Notch stated he's just a myth. But this was a real encounter... This isn't normal Minecraft...
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Minecrap
Category:Beings
Category:English Class Failure
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Old Shit
My Sweet Little Baby Doll

When I was six, my mom bought me a new doll. It had batteries in it, so it basicly could talk. That was absolutely fun. I fed her when I heard her crying and stuff. Ah, good times. 
A couple years later I was done with the doll. The batteries died, so I threw it in the trash. I've had never seen the doll again.
Until that day. It was a weird day. I came home from school (as normally), and I tried to change my chlotes. I opened the closet, and there it sat. The doll. Looking at me, giving no single sign. Weird. I thought I threw it away. Well, then. I picked it up, and threw it away again.
A couple days later I found the doll again in my closet. It was weird, though. But weird things started to happen. It started to talk. What started to be creepy. It cried, as normally. It laughed, as normally. It asked me: "Get me out of the closet!" It was confusing for a couple seconds, but then I got it! I took him out of the closet. That's why he is in the closet. He has to come out!
HE IS GAY!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Living Objects
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta