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Muriel's Bargain with the Devil

Muriel grew up in a poor family. Her father was abusive and was always striking her mom while she watched, wishing it would all go away. The only thing her mom could afford was Macaroni. Eventually, she grew tired of it, which explains why Muriel said, "I hate Macaroni" in the episode where she was transformed into a child again. Growing up with abuse in her family, she sought after someone that reminded her of her father.
Then she met Eustace. She loved him, but he was abusive. Maybe that's what she loved about him. Eventually, she got tired of her life. She left her parents house and married Eustace, where she continued to get abused. One night, she couldn't take it anymore.
She made a bargain with the devil to give her "Courage". In exchange, her family was to be cursed. The next day, Muriel was walking through town, looking for something to cook for dinner when she spotted a pink dog. She saw how scared, yet courageous it was...
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:TELAVISHUN
Category:THERY
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit
Mushroom Attached to My Crotch (Copypasta)

I just took some LSD and when I slid my pants off to take a piss in the bathroom, I noticed there is a mushroom attached to my crotch. It has a shaft that is tan colored, a bit darker than my skin color. There is a wrinkly line of slightly darker matter toward the tip and above it is a pinkish tip with a shape that is typical of mushrooms.
This fungal structure appears to stiffen up when I touch it. If I stroke it, I feel these odd pleasurable sensations. Is this some sort of infectious fungal growth that has grown on my crotch? I don't know if I should just cut it off or seek medical assistance. I kept stroking this fungal structure because it makes me feel pleasure and after prolonged stroking, I felt a burst of bliss as a thick, white-ish opaque substance oozed out of the fungal structure. I'm concerned as to why this mushroom is attached to my crotch and how it makes me feel such pleasure. This seems to be some kind of bizarre fungal infection.
Have any of you had this odd fungal structure attached to your crotch? Maybe I'm imagining it cause I'm tripping out but it gives me tingles, I want it off of me. This hideous fungal structure is affixed as if it is a part of my body. It connects my skin. Should I be worried?
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:SMOKE WEED ERRYDAY
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:Shortpasta
Mushroom Wojak (Shroomjack)

How do people not understand that this is a literal fucking demon?
It's clearly made by someone who either knows what they are doing or someone high on psychedelics who saw a literal demon and was too dumb to realize. It's a demon and it's obvious to anyone who's had any experience with the supernatural, or anyone who isn't a total hylic or possessed by someone for that matter.
The original post was funny due to the childish innocence in it ("hehe my own wojak") and it worked perfectly to mask it's sinister nature, the "kys" guy was right all along and acting on natural instinct, he's a chad.
It's a depiction of a demon that appeared to someone, that is also spreading like a fungus through spores by infecting unsuspecting people, it's like a sigil engraved into the minds of people that spreads through the memetic noosphere.
Take a look at any person who likes this meme on any social network and it's so obvious their mind is already taken over. Mushroom emojis every where, cult like behavior, mental deterioration. The memes involving it are getting more and more demonic, it's literal e-worship and if you don't see this while being around those people you are BLIND. If one look at this image doesn't invoke a weird feeling you are BLIND. It's a literal DEMON.
Today while astral projecting I invoked it by using it's face as a sigil and it attacked me, it was incredibly powerful and I barely fucking escaped but I will have to face it again soon. Can't imagine what it does to an unsuspecting mind. Delete every trace of it you have in your file and don't fucking share it. It's a literal memetic demon.
Originally posted on /x/.
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Copypasta
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:Crappy ms paint drawings
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:SMOKE WEED ERRYDAY
Category:Memes
Category:Shortpasta
Music Box

I've recently discovered that my uncle has died of a heart attack, He left me his favorite music and about 20$ in his will. There's something off about the music box though. It plays a generic music box tune, but hits this odd note. It hurts my ears to listen to it for even a second. I see bloodied faces and hear high pitched screams everytime I listen
This was too much so I broke down, and asked my family about my uncle. My mother was the first person I had asked. She just sat there and laughed. She chuckled, "He was a loon!". Puzzled at my mother's odd laughter, I decided to ask someone else.
Suprisingly my mother knew nothing, so I asked my grieving aunt next. She gave much more info, than my mother had. As she spoke softly of my uncle's odd obsession with this box, she appeared to have a worried tone in her voice.
As I slept that night, I had a nightmare of my aunt....dying. She was shaking violently and foaming out the mouth, but I noticed one key thing. The music box. When I awoke the next morning I was off to find more information.
To my dismay, I heard my aunt had been found dead on the ground foaming out the mouth. I was terrified when I discovered this. Had I caused this? I felt the need to know more about my uncle, so I spoke with my other family members.
Remembering my other uncle's, I decided to ask one of them. He sounded terrified as I sapped the info out of them. I assured them they could tell me everything. To this day I still regret saying that. They spilled their guts. I was horrified when the next morning, the phrase was made literal. It couldn't be me...could it?
About a day later I decided to ask one more person about it, my grandma. She was the last person I could turn to. She chatted on about the box and I hung on every last word. As I took the time to write down all the words, I began realizing something... I hadn't seen the music box the past few days. This made my heart stop. The only other person who provided info (even a little) and didn't die.
Pleaing it wasn't who I thought it was on the drive to my parent's house, I knew it was the only thing that made sense. When I arrived to my parents house, the place was in shambles. My dad had been killed, and the music box was gone from the house.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Music
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Old Shit
Music of Lavender Town

I honestly have no idea what just happened and this is actually true. I don't know whats going on in my house, it might be haunted. 
I was playing Garry's Mod and I decided to open up Lavender Town Theme's music, and then I decided to pull a prank on my friend on steam. Here's the following chat
Me: and now
Me: here comes the lavender townjeisry
Me: music
Non Pranked Part
——————-Down Here
Me: why am i crying
Me: my gmod just timed out
Me: god help me
Me: I CANT TURN IT OFF
Me: WHAT THE
Me: OMFG
Friend: oh no
Me: WHAT
Me: DO YOU MEAN OH NO
Your state is set to Offline.
is now Offline.
Online now and rejoined chat.
is now Online.
Your state is set to Offline.
Friend is now Offline.
Online now and rejoined chat.
Friend is now Online.
Me: omg
Me: OHMY GOD
I have no idea why he came off and just this moment I heard knocking, and my doors open so it can't be... Its 11:43 PST
I am scared, when I tried to copy and paste something, some demonic thing pasted up and I am too scared to pull it up.
I know something is wrong and I dont know whether to damage this computer. Something is really wrong and I can't take it. I just can't.
NEWS STORY
——————–
Teenager Found Dead in home – Suicidal Note
"Family, friends. I am scared. Something is wrong and I can't take it. Lavender Town music is a disgrace, its devilish. Please do not pull it up, there are strange things I cannot explain. This is too much. I am sorry. Love you. Sincerely, Capa."
The computer later was found destroyed and all hardware are gone. They are found later in a cabinet.
If you are a pokemon lover, and listened to Lavender Town music, please do not listen to it. All Lavender Town music are to be deleted from the internet.
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Pokemon
Category:Music
Category:English Class Failure
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:That just raises more questions!
Category:Suicide
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
Category:Shortpasta
Category:TRUE STORY
Music to the Devil's Ears

I was coming back from school when I heard some music coming from an abandoned house on the other side of the street. At first I ignored it, but my curiosity made me go there to see what that noise was. In the exact moment I stepped on the property, the volume got lower, and something made a cracking noise inside the small house that was destroyed in a fire twelve years ago, leaving no clues of what may have caused the fire at the same night as the house's owner went missing, I swallowed my fear and let my curiosity guide me inside the hall, where everything was destroyed, except a small book and a CD that had nothing to protect it, but was extremely clean and intact, which I took home to test my newly-bought CD player.
As soon as I got home, I ran upstairs and inserted the strange CD into the CD player and pressed play...
"In eighteen years there will be no more hope, and this world will be dark as if there was no God, and there won't be none to stop me, for I am the lord of suffering and I shall bring pain into this world..."
I translated this whole text from a strange language with the help from the book that seemed like a diary of some kind, and I went to sleep, scared, waking up in the middle of the night with a wolf howling (strange thing since I live in Italy).  Then I started to hear voices in my head in the same strange language, but somehow I was understanding everything and it told me, that "he" was coming soon and fulfilling the prophecy.
All that was five years ago, and I'm writing this as a warning to you, if you know anything about this then warn everybody!
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Demins and Debbils
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Category:Shortpasta
Musket

Own a musket for home defense, since that's what the founding fathers intended. Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.
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Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Satire
Category:Shortpasta
Must Find Amy

The zombie infection was spreading through John's town, but that was the least of his worries. He had lost his daughter, Amy, and knew he had to find her.
For two days, he wandered around the town; sneaking past the wandering zombies. However, on the third day, he became desperate, and began to shout: "Amy! Where are you Amy?"
He yelled, not caring if any of the zombies hear him. Suddenly, a survivor stepped out. Excited, John ran toward him, asking if he had seen his daughter.
The survivor shot him twice in the head, as all he could hear was, "Braaaains."
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Mutahar and the Squirrel

It was just a normal day fapping to some porno vids, Like I always do on a saturday morning. But I noticed something, a new SomeOrdinaryGamers video was out! I always watch his videos and read along with him on his his Creepypasta videos. But this was diffrent. I guess I should tell you.
CHAPTER 1
Next, I went to watch the video. The title was, "Pootahar Fucks A squirrel and Blows a Deth Whistle" I thought it was weird, but I shrugged off thinking it was a glitch. The video started with the intro but I recall it was diffrent. It was blazing loud and in G-Major. But I shrugged it off thinking it was just the intro for this, "Special Episode".
CHAPTER 2
The video started with Mutahar walking outside. The sky was all red. Then Mutahar saw a squirrel up in a tree. He shouted to the squirrel, "COME DOWN HERE YOU FILTHY PROSTITUTE! COME HERE FOR SIX DICKS OF VERY LONG!!!" Of course I knew the squirrel would come down, because who wouldn't give an offer like that! I was ready to see the action. Mutahar pulled down his pants slowly... But then it ended. Was there a part 2???
CHAPTER 3
I was very disappointed. Where was the X video I wanted to watch? How big were the six dicks? I smashed my computer in anger. I was so mad. But then, something amazing happened. Mutahar came out of the screen. I was so happy. He whispered these words I will never forget
"You have hyper realistic blood inside of you. It is the work of the Illuminati. Hear its cry. Bob Saget."
Mutahar broke a hole in the roof. He descended like the Lorax. A light shone on him. He flew up into the sky.
Epilogue
I now live a normal life. I have a girlfriend, friends, and an apartment. But I remembered Mutahars words to me. Bob Saget, Hmmm... Maybe my wife will give birth to a baby named that? My last name is Saget.
I will do as Mutahar asks me.
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Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
Mutant rainbow chocolate unicorns

In 1999, a team of radical scientists had conducted a very dangerous experiment, causing the death of two test subjects. The scientists had thoughtfully sent three test subjects into outer space. 
However, this was before anyone had known what the depths of space was like. During the trip, a wing on the shuttle had broken off, causing it to go haywire and crash into the wrong part of the moon. 
Two subjects were badly injured, one had severe brain damage, and the last had his arm going through his throat. The scientists were sued, not to mention the deaths. 
They had to pay each family of the astronauts a nice $600 dollars, so they could attend to the funeral of their beloved. For many years, people had thought that the shuttle crashed. 
However, this couldn't be any further from the truth. The real truth was that they were attacked by mutant rainbow chocolate unicorn! It had cuddled the astronauts to death. Many people didn't know this until Mr. Fantastic told them gravely. Some people had a laugh, some people had a cry, but most were disappointed that the astronauts weren't able to make it back to earth, and report what space was like.
That is simply why many people aren't astronauts - because they'd be cuddled to death by a mutant rainbow chocolate unicorn. That is also why some of the best Astronauts on earth fear space, or, at least they say they do. What they really fear are mutant rainbow chocolate unicorns... beware.... their only in space...
WARNING: 
Do not go into outer space until you have been professionally trained by a mutant rainbow chocolate unicorn defense man. Many people have died in the hands of a mutant rainbow chocolate unicorn when they didn't know about one.
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Category:Beings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Muting Rant (Copypasta)

I will not stand for this type of mockery. I was only trying to introduce myself and you are acting as though I have done something wrong. I was muted for an hour due to blatant abuse by one of the mods, I have no idea what I did and the only reason I can think of is because the mod was biased against me. I am tired of those who think that kicking or banning anyone who does the slightest bit of tomfoolery is "moderating". It shows that they have a primitive vide on what moderation should be. Moderation should be for the banning of those who are trying to tear apart your server, those who genuinely harass others with their words. I believe heavily in freedom of speech, so long as what you are saying is not hateful of genuinely harmful to someone. If you are annoyed by someone talking than it is your responsibility to remove yourself from the conversation. It is not your responsibility to silence others. I do not in any way believe that I own this place. In fact I have not made any such insinuations whatsoever. All I believe in is not muting someone who has a different opinion or set of ideals than you. I believe in discussion and friendly banter, not muting those who I do not agree with. I will not cry over the decisions of those who are clearly of lesser intellect and who refuse to have their perspective challenged. For one day you will realize that your methods are archaic and inefficient. You will be left in the dirt as the world progresses past you and your ideas. What have I even done that makes you think I am trolling? I've been harassed by server members nonstop since i've joined, and when I try defending myself the mods simply laugh at me and mute me, if this is your definition of "trolling" than you are mistaken my friend.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Wall of Text
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My Adventure

Once upon a time, I was scaling down the mountains. Looking at the fine scenery and the finetown of Seinville. The view felt great. I couldn't take my eyes of the wonderful, natural scenery. After a few moments, I've decided to go down. As I was going down, an interesting old man appeared. He told me I was the chosen one, and I asked why. The old man told me that I was randomly chosen by some being. I felt proud, and sick in my stomach. Why was I chosen for this? And what am I supposed to do? The old man gave me a sword, and a shield. He told me that I mudt slay something. That 'something' is located very far away. I have to travel through Trephabak River, the Hajj Cave, and finally the Ordeal Mountain. I set off, knowing that there is 90% chance of dying. I arrived at Trephabak River, and found my first monster. The Eyemongler. An eye with legs. I killed it and went on my way. I then arrived at the Hajj cave, and found Batman. He gave me a batarang and disappeared. And finally I arrived at Ordeal Mountain. This was it, I was ready. I then climbed up the mountain confidently... Slowly... Because I am very paranoid that this 'something' might notice me.
I finally arrived at the top of the mountain. And I saw a castle. I break open the easily breakable castle door and went in. When I went in, I felt a sense of fear, and confidence too. The castle was big. Very big. There was a large door in front of me and I thought, This must be where the 'something' is. I went in.
My quest is almost complete.
There was something in the center of the room. I touched it, and something appeared behind me.
This 'something' looks very familiar. Oh no.
I had to slay your mom.
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Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
My Alien Encounter

I will describe to you a weird experience I had several years ago while driving down Route 375 in Nevada. This road is commonly known as the Extraterrestrial Highway because of alien sightings.
I was driving down a long, straight stretch of the road, when I saw a DeLorean in my rear view mirror. The car was clearly trying to pass. I slowed down, and the car pulled up alongside me. I could hear bad eighties songs emanating from the vehicle. Suddenly, the door opened and a small, grayish man with a square head popped out of the car. The man approached me, and plainly said "Call home."
"Here, you can use my phone," I replied.
It was a brand-new Windows phone.
The gray man looked at the phone and said, "This no is phone. This is brick of crap."
Slightly offended, I replied "But it has Cortana!"
The gray man seemed furious. He said one final cryptic message:
"Cortana dumb. Siri smart. Hal smartest."
The man got back in the car and sped off, never to be seen again.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
My Anime-Loving Roommate

It's two in the mother fucking morning, Gerald! We both have to go to film school in the morning at exactly 8 o'clock and I'm getting absolutely no sleep because of you. When I become a famous Director, I'll make a movie about a dumb fuck that wouldn't let anyone sleep and how his roommate finally snapped and killed him with a used butter knife. Our landlady has complained about us more times than I can count, she thinks we're watching weird porn, we are known as the weird porn watchers because of you, Gerald. If you have all this bloody time to watch anime instead of sleeping, why don't you wash the dishes for once, why don't you pay your half of the rent, why did I have to cover for you for three consecutive months, why do you always smell like old ramen and ass, go take a fucking shower, my hamster has lived here for less time than you and even he has taken more showers than you have. Why does your mom come every month into our apartment to do your laundry, you're 22 years old, grow the fuck up.
It's already three in the morning, fuck you, you time wasting troll, buy a fucking pair of headphones and leave me alone, oh, I forgot, you chew on the cable of the headphones, what kind of jackass would do that, you've broken five pairs and two of them were mine. Why do you, instead of paying rent, keep buying anime figures, just pay the rent, it's not hard. Why have you been fired from five jobs in two months, maybe because you're a dumb fuck who doesn't shower, doesn't take anything serious and spends all of his time watching anime instead of sleeping like a normal person. I can't imagine a worse human being, if I was stuck in a room with you and Hitler and I had a gun with two bullets I would shoot you twice, you dickhead.
It's four in the morning, you cunt. Don't you need to sleep? You do this every night, how aren't you tired? I don't care that Taiga can't be with Ryuuji, go the fuck to sleep or I'll punch you in the nards. Fuck it, I'm grabbing the butter knife, it's right there in the kitchen counter. I just have to go and grab it, maybe if I threaten him a little he might go to sleep. This knife is rusty as shit, it's stainless steel, how did he do this? Hey, dumb fuck, go to sleep or else! You think I won't do shit, how about this? I told you I'd punch you in the nards, now go to sleep! You'll be calling your mom, no you won't. You want to call for help, I'll help you. There you go! Now that you have a butter knife stuck deep inside your throat it's going to be easier to sleep, NOW GO TO SLEEP! Finally, pure silence, it's about time I stop getting NO SLEEP.
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Category:Satire
Category:Rants
Category:Excessive Profanity
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep