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The Dream

It was one of those dreams where you wake up right when the worst is about to happen. You're paralyzed, don't know what to do, and you're like that until sunrise. Last night I had one of those dreams.
It started off usual; I was in my living room, along with my father. But in this dream, the living room was different. My father seemed more careless than ever, much younger. He's 48, but he seemed around 28 in this dream.
Instead of the wooden floor we have, it was replaced with a blue carpet, and the walls were of a greenish blue color. The lights weren't on. Instead, the TV was on, with a sitcom of some sort, and there was a blue glow coming from the window. But there were no lights near the window.
I decided to call my cousin, who I am very close with. But the phones weren't working. When it rang, the usual dull tone began to get louder, and eventually has so high in frequency, that I could barely hear it now. Then, a woman came on. But instead of the usual woman I get, she sounded more depressed, as if someone had died, and she was sobbing. She sounded like an old woman now, but I could still recognize the voice. She said, in a low, sad voice, almost like a whisper, "The person you have dialed is no longer with us. Please dial another number, and do not ever call back here." I then heard the usual sound you get when the other person hung up, but this time, it was lower, and fainter.
I looked at my dad, to tell him. "Dad, she said-" My dad had a horrible look on his face. His eyes were almost shut, along with a large frown on his face. "She's gone, now," he said, in a distorted and dull voice. "We now must call another him." He then got a piece of paper and wrote down a number, which I will not share for obvious reasons. He pointed to the rocking chair, which was placed near the window, which was where the couch was usually placed.
I sat down and dialed the four digits, after the usual three I put in first (which I will also not share, obviously). When I got to the second number, I saw two red eyes, looking at me through the window. On the third, I felt a slight breeze. Then, the fourth. I was immediately thrown back into the chair, hearing a blood curdling scream come from the phone. It was her voice, my cousin. My dad was looking at me with a smile, this time he was his actual age. Then, the scream stopped, and I heard another voice. It was an old man, whispering into the phone, "You're next." I tried to get out of the chair, but I woke up as soon as I did.
I woke up in the rocking chair, next to the window. The sun was rising. I was home alone. I felt the breeze. Then, it was there again.
"You're next."
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The Dress, the Rider, the Octopus

One day, 25-year-old Billy was walking down the street in San Francisco when he suddenly saw Nicolas Cage! He knew Nicolas Cage was really famous, so he started following him. Nic was doing normal stuff. He purchased some ham, bread, cheese, Coke, and chicken. Then he went to a clothing store. There were several dresses in the front. Billy decided to continue following his target into the store. Suddenly, Nic Cage grabbed one of the dresses and ran off with it without paying! Billy was shocked, so he took a picture and called the police. He took a selfie in front of the runaway actor, then decided to chase him. Suddenly, Nic Cage ran into a changing room and got into the dress! This was only the start of many strange events.
Nic Cage started to yell "He's scraping at the door!" and turned into Ghost Rider! Billy saw him get on a motorcycle as Ghost Rider grabbed a corpse that was lying on the street and shoved it into his flaming throat. How could this be? Wasn't Ghost Rider/Nicolas Cage a hero? Ghost Rider suddenly grabbed Billy and the motorcycle he was on started to fly. As they were high in the air, Billy started to scream. However, that was when a giant octopus suddenly emerged from the ocean they were flying over. Ghost Rider suddenly drove his motorcycle into the octopus, revealing it wasn't actually an octopus. It was a mobile secret lair! Ghost Rider dropped Billy on the floor inside the octopus-shaped lair. He then turned back into Nicolas Cage and pulled out a fiery box.
"NO! I LOVE YOU MISTER CAGE!" yelled Billy. That's when Nicolas Cage opened the box to reveal a flaming card that immediately lost its fiery aura when it was pulled out. Inside the card was fifty bucks and a signed book of blu-rays containing every movie Nic Cage was ever in. "Thanks, Mister Cage!" said Billy. "No, problem, dude. Merry Christmas!" replied Nic. Billy had forgotten it was Christmas eve! In his head, Billy thought, "I guess Nic Cage is just like Saint Nick!" Nicolas Cage took Billy on one more flying motorcycle ride and gave him the dress he had stolen as a gift for Billy to give to his mom for Christmas.
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The Duality of EXE Protagonists

Ever since I started my career in cybersecurity, I've started to grow a hatred towards Sonic the Hedgehog. Not because of all the EXE monsters I had to deal with or even from being forced to play 2006 as a kid, but because of how infuriating each customer has been when it comes to paranormal Sonic malware. These are actual cases that I got while working.
== CASE 1: ==
"I clicked on Sonic Superstars. The SEGA logo was replaced with "SATAN" in bleeding crimson letter for 6.669 seconds. Sonic himself had void black scleras along with red pupils hyprerrealisticly generated in MS Paint. The grass was dead, the mountains were made of brimstone, and the ocean was replaced by blood like it was Iron Lung. Tails had dark grey fur and had his head impaled on a wooded spike, Knuckles had crimson fur and every single vital organ removed from his body to be scattered around the lands in the background, and Amy died after searching her name on Google. The wings in the logo were replaced by massive horns and the sky was replaced by Giygas from Earthbound. The text at the bottom of the screen was red and on fire while reading "Press Any Button to Die Instantly".
It's just a minor glitch, so I'll press Enter to contin-"
== CASE 2 ==
"I clicked on my Steam install for Sonic 1. It all seemed normal at first, but after 5 days I noticed that there were a couple of stray, transparent white pixels on top of the ring behind Sonic. 
 
I can't believe that SEGA would let this horrific disgrace fly, the entire game was now unplayable and my PC bricked after I shot it 387363 times with mommy's AK-47. Fuck it, I'm breaking into the White House and launching nukes at every single country. Living on the same planet as the Sonic 1 Stray Pixel is an irredeemable sin."
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The Dumping Horror

One time, I was in my bathroom taking a dump, it was a pretty messy one too. Not like diarrhea, but pretty bad. Anyway, I looked up, and the toilet paper was gone.
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The Dungeon

I wondered if I would ever see daylight again. Stuck- is this the end? I noticed my cell block was left unlocked, so I wandered off. I heard soul-piercing screaming as I roamed through the halls, determined to get out. I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Probably some troops running out, to their own deaths. They won't stand a chance..... though, I wonder where he is. And, exactly WHO he is. He slaughtered thousands of fellow citizens of the kingdom, yet still is destined to save the Princess. Is he good or bad?
I ran out into the main hall. Cells lined up in a straight line. Full of captives. Then I came across the room. The brute of a person.... whipping a poor man. Shivering the man looked at the walls. They were lined up with people that were hung. They were covered in dry blood. Some had their eyes clawed out by this terrible... creature.
But among the shadows, I saw a morgue. In a prison? Yes. Dead.... all innocent. Covered in dry blood, with mangled faces, both legs and hands cut off to disable their ability to run or break out. Everything became blurry as I puked on the floor. WHY?
I then heard him approaching. I'M SAVED! I say my thank-yous, and smiled. Though under that smile... there was a memory that would haunt him forever.
As soon as we stopped, I deemed I had no purpose left in me. What looks like a simple brick held something creepy and devious. It is my greatest trauma. As I looked down the steep cliff, I remember. The memories. Why I am doing this to myself. So I jumped.
"Goodbye, World," I said, "because this is the last you'll see of Yoshi." 
 
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The Duolingo incident

Today I decided to try Duolingo for the first time ever and to learn french. This is because my school only uses google translate and babble and I really didn't wanted to use those apps to be honest they felt really dry so this is why I'm going to be using Duolingo.
So I logged in to duolingo on my laptop so I can use it while at school. I tried a few lessons and there going great. I also decided to subscribe to there subscription service, Super Duolingo, to stop all the ads and to get infinite hearts. 
So after a few days, I got all my answers correct and I got alot of XP because of it but for some reason Duo was acting strange. He felt... obsessed of me so I tried to ignore but also all my friends are missing or something but I'm thinking it's Duo but I wasn't buying it just because a few pixels on screen can't hurt anyone really.
So I used Duolingo more and more not knowing about my friends disappearing And I was doing so well in fact duo looked obsessed because of me more and more But one day I saw duo glitched and his eyes looked something out of anolog horror but I don't see the other characters. All I hear when I do a lesson I hear the faint sound of screaming and when I finish it duo says "good job".I didn't think of it much until I closed my laptop to go to sleep but my dream was all the Duolingo characters *except duo* saying help he did it were all dead because of you...
When I woke up I was lock by chains on my libs and the room had a green tint and all I smell was death. I saw a shadow of duo staring at me and duos eyes I saw had hearts in them. The light shone and then I saw duo covered in blood and surrounded by dead bodies who are my friends and the Duolingo characters duo said that I was soon going to be his 'special helper' then duo unlocked the chains and eventually disappeared. I heard duos voices in my head and it made me crazy my eyes turned from blue to green and duo controlled me like a puppet forever 
So remember DON'T install Duolingo cause it might ruin your life like mine.
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The Econimal

Stock market owner: Welcome... TO THE STOCK MARKET!!!!
Me: I WOULD LIKE TO PURCHASE A STOCKS!!!! And put set them on my feet.
Stock market owner: DO WITH THE STOCKS AS YOU WILL IT IS NO BUSINESS OF MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!!!! Allow me to show you threw the STOCKS!!!!
Me: *eatls stocks*
Stock market owner: *le gasp* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! STOP EATLING THE STOCKS!!!
Me: FINE!!!! Then I shall putting them in MY BUTT!!!!! *sits on the stocks*
Stock market owner: DODEN'T YOU REALISE WHAT YOU BE DO!? Your... Hurting The Econimal.
Econimal: NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUR!!!
Me: *murmurs* What happens stance?
Stock market owner: The Econimal... IT'S CRASHES!!!!!
Random sailor: The Econimal make bring joy happy to all. If it crashes. I will be depression. :'c
Me: Can do I anything to uneat and unreverse poop the stocks?
Stock market owner: NO!!! The Econimal shall crash... It hath makelled up it's miiind...
Everyone except The Econimal: *freaking out*
Econimal: MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRM!!!!!!!!
Stock market owner: ..........................................................................W.......................................What happined?
Me: It was mixeled with our blue ocean, It shall live amunst us all...
Mixeled blue ocean: Mauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuur.
The... End...
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The Edge

Forget about love, hope and happiness. Forget about emotion at all. It might help you a bit throughout this story. Have you ever heard of the Edge?
...Yes you have. Everyone has—millions have experienced it, but only few on earth know what it's like. It's a terrible thing; you don't understand what's going on, and you experience emotion beyond possible, and you begin to feel sick. It's always a dream, though... always. When you awaken, you stand before two doors. You do not remember seeing these doors when you fell asleep. You walk forward towards the brighter-looking door, but you might get shoved into the opposite door.
Nobody knows what is beyond either door. On Earth, that is. Scientists have researched and researched to find out exactly what this is and how it works. It never really succeeded. No one you ask knows what it is.
Have you heard of the Edge?
...No, I'm sure you haven't. This metaphoric expression has only been used by me.
The Edge is also called death. Whatever you want to call it is fine.
Now read this again.
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The Edgiest Man this Side of the Galaxy

CHEESE'S NOTE: The transcript of a famous viral video featuring a young gentleman so edgy that your stomach will split open and your innards will fall out upon watching it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_k_57WoIPU
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Being told to put all of your thoughts into one post never sounds so interesting. So, here's my thoughts all put into one single post. 
So, I figured I might as well save my fingers the trouble and just go ahead and flat out on say it. I couldn't give two fucks about anybody or anything on this planet and the reason for that is I find everybody's intellectual intelligence for less superior than that of my own. So I couldn't give two fucks about what happens to anybody or anything on this planet. In all honesty if something does happen to you I won't care either. I don't care if anything bad or if anything good happens to you. I'll praise you, yeah, but I'm not going to care. 
I may emphasize that I do, but I really won't. So here's a word of advice. You can comment on this and say whatever you want. I won't care and nor will I comment back on the feed. Just know this. If the zombie apocalypse happens, and I hate you all, if you all become zombies don't think that I will not hesitate to kill you. Because as soon as I kill you while you are zombies I will take your bodies and make a house out of them and paint it with your very blood. I will not care. I actually look forward to a zombie apocalypse myself. A lot of people do. In fact if a zombie apocalypse happens one of two things I'm doing is either A; going around and surviving, possibly killing off people that just got bit. Maybe people that aren't even bitten. I won't care. But I will definitely be killing people who are already bitten, infected, and trying to eat me. I will not care. I will not hesitate. You will die over and over again. I will make sure of that myself. 
Zombies are actually my forte. I have an arsenal of weapons down in my room that I will keep. It kind of was which I found very interesting. But a zombie apocalypse, I welcome you. Gives me a reason to do the perfect murder. Kill somebody who isn't infected and say that they were infected. They'll believe it too. Because as soon as they're dead the zombie will sense if it's another one of them or not because of the rotting decaying flesh that is on their bodies. So, I don't care about any of you. Just putting that out there right now. I may look like I do. I honestly don't. Oh yeah, do whatever you want, say whatever you want. If get expelled from my school for this, I won't care. In all honesty I really won't. Cuz one, I am actually done. I'm showing my true nature. So, if you guys think this is all happy goey fun time or whatever, some shit like that, it's not and it never will be. It is actually going to be me being myself. Anyways, ta-ta. I hope you all have an awesome, deadly, horrifying rest of your lives."
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The Edward Scissorhands/ Sweeney Todd Theory

Edward Scissorhands and Sweeney Todd are amazing classics. Almost everyone loves them. They are actually pretty similar, but probably everyone who has wondered if they could be the same person just assumed it's impossible because Edward seems way nicer than Sweeney. However, I came up with proof that they could be the same person. They are both funny, unfortunate, smart, popular, and get betrayed by there 'girlfriends.' Sweeney wears an outfit similar to Edward's. Sure, he changed his clothes in 'By the Sea', but that was Miss. Lovett's fantasy. Also, Tim Burton was originally going to make Edward Scissorhands a musical.
By now you've probably realized that they lived at least a century apart. Well, here's what I think happened. One day, Edward was thinking about Kim, and he remembered that The Inventor had made a time machine. He tried to go back to before Kim abandoned him, but accidentally went to the 1800s, London. Lucy found him and felt sorry for him, so she took him to a doctor, who got him some hands and made his scissors into knives. She let him stay with her, and eventually they got married. You know what happened next.
Anyway, this is why I think that 'These Are My Friends' is the best song in the movie. It is Sweeney getting reunited with the only connection to his past lives as Edward Scissorhands and Benjamin Barker he has. There is one last piece of evidence to support this theory. In Edward's second flashback, there is a book that's pages are flipping. It's The Inventor's diagram of his plans for Edward. He meant for him to go from a machine to a humanoid to an actual human. Unfortunately, he died before he could get Edward to the final stage, but Lucy got him there and he became Benjamin Barker.
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The Eighth Day: The Creation of Gamers

On the eighth and final day of creation, God created the gamers. These were a special breed of humans, chosen to spread joy and entertainment throughout the world. The gamers were gifted with quick reflexes and keen minds, able to navigate even the most complex and challenging games with ease. They were also incredibly resilient, able to withstand long hours of gameplay without tiring or losing focus. God also imbued the gamers with a deep sense of community and camaraderie. They were able to connect with one another through their shared love of gaming, forming strong bonds and friendships that would last a lifetime. The gamers were given the task of spreading the joy of gaming to all corners of the earth. They were to explore every genre and every platform, from console to mobile, from PC to VR, in order to find the best and most entertaining games for all to enjoy. And so the gamers set out on their mission, bringing laughter and excitement wherever they went. They became the champions of the virtual world, and their legacy continues to this day. In conclusion, on the eighth and final day of creation, God created the gamers, a special breed of humans tasked with spreading the joy of gaming to all. They are a testament to the power of community and friendship, and they continue to bring entertainment and joy to the world.
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The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Suicides

Hello, I am an unknown employee of Bethesda Game studios and Skyrim is not real.
I have not heard from... him, in 6 years, despite many failed attempts at emailing or calling him. Oddly enough, last week he called me. Of course I was relieved and I told him I was searching for him. But he disregarded it and, in my excitement to speak with him again, I let it go for the present moment.
He invited me to come down to the old office to play, and of course I was still wary because our office was closed. We had gone bankrupt after Oblivion failed and our building was foreclosed upon. However, he gave me the same address. I went to the office and it was open. I went in, and talked to him. He looked so old considering it had only been six years since I've seen him. He told me how he tried to call me and had tracked me down and how my house was gone and I was not answering- I was worried what was happening when he was doing this.
I had no choice but to move on to the testing room and play. It started out normal. He was in the room guiding me and telling me what to do. He constantly warned me not to go into any dungeons. I asked him why, and he told me it was not textured, so I moved on when he left for a Game Informer interview.
I went into a dungeon, however, it was textured although there was no light, my Dragonborns health was gone and there was a voice- I think it was it was his voice begging me to help him, telling me that Skyrim is embedded with subliminal messaging that causes its users to commit suicide. I tried to talk to him. He was crying and crying, telling me the last time he was a corporeal being. I rushed out of the dungeon. The world in Skyrim was completely black and white I realized what had happened now.
We were, in our youth, satanists, as much as necromancy- and TES is based on we had pledged that at an unknown time we had to give our souls for Satan and that's where he is and where I was about to go. Right after I made the shocking realization that... he, came back in and I can't even describe it. It was like a bear morphing into a shark.... he lunged at me and started spurring satanic verse's. It was the end for me. Now, I am writing this to you posthumans. As I said I had to become Skyrim, so now I'm in the Xbox's mainframe, wandering around and writing my tale.
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The Email

It is said that during 11pm on any Sunday, eat a banana and don't drink water. At 12 midnight, look in the mirror for 7 seconds and then sleep. In the middle of your sleep, you will encounter a figure who will give you water, he or she is your soulmate. However, at that precise moment, you SHOULD wake up. If you stay asleep for even less than a second, the exact image of your death and your soulmate's will flash before you. Give it a try, you will be amazed at what you see. I know I did.
: emailed by Ernest Kell, WTC victim, few moments before his death.
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