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The ROBLOX Creepypasta Collection

GET REDY TO WET YOURSELF
1. I WAS WALKING IN THIS PLACE CALLED SWORD FIGHTS ON THE HIGHTS IV THEN SOMEONE JUMPED OUT OF NOWERE AND GOT ME WITH THIS SWORD AND THERE WAS A SCARY GOSHT SOUND AND THEN I LOOKED AT HIM AND I COULD SEE THOUGH HIM!!11111!!! IT WAS A GOHST SWORDMASTER!1111111!!!!!
2. I WAZ PLAYING THIS GAME AND THEN I TOUCHEDD THIS RED BRICK AND THEN MY LEGS BURNED OFF! THEN MY TORSO THEN THE REST OF ME!!!!!!!11111111!!!! ITS WAZ SO SCARY1111111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111
3.ONCE I WAS PLAYING THIS GAME CALLED "ZOMBIE ATTACK" AND I HAD A GUN AND THEN A ZOMBIE APPERED AND THEN IT KILLED ME!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!!11111
4. I WAS PLAYING THIS GAME CALLED ISLAND RESORT AND THEN THESE TWO PEOPLE STARTED DATING!!!!!!!!1111111!!!!!!!!! IT WAS GROSS!!!!!!!!!!
5. I WAS PLAYING THIS GAME AND THIS ONE GUY SAID HE MADE THE PLACE AND I SAID "NO U DIDNT" THEN HE SAID SOMTHING THAT I DONT REMEMBER AND THEN HE MADE ME DIE, THEN EXPLODE THEN KEEP DIEING THEN HE PUT ME IN JAIL!111!!!1111 IT WAS SO SCARY!!!!!!!1111111!!!!
6. ONCE, I WAZ FOURMING AND THIS ONE GUY MADE HIS POST REPLY BUTTON DISSAPPER!!!!!11111!!!!!!1111!!!!!!! IT WAZ SO SCARY!!!!!11111!!!!!!!!
7. ONCE I WAZ FOURMING AND SOMEONE MADE IT SO I CANT REPLY TO THE THREAD!!!!!11111!!!!!!!!!1111111!!!!!!! ITS SO SCARY!!!!!!!!!!!!111111
NOW U HAVE TO GET NEW PANTS!!!!!!!!!1111111!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!11111!!!!!!
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Category:ALL CAPS
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit
The Rabbet Man

Ok so i saw this big rabbit suit in my closet? My kids keep calling it big chungus and taking the suit and surrounding it with 5 candles?? They look at me strangely now, and acting strange. like they are keeping saying "wholesome keanu reevres 100 breathtaking?" then it was 3 am and i heard some banging from the closet and there was the suit again. Except it was not normal. There was something heavy inside. Like a man. and then it detaches itself from the metal rod where all the metal hangers go and the man just falls on the floor. aLmost seems like he dropped dead. So yeah it chased me and tried to shove a man called Ki Anu Reeves down my throat and now i am hiding in a carrot field. Hopefully totaly he will not find me
UPDATE: (URGENT) I BEAT HIS ASS. I BEAT BIG CHUNGUS' ASS.
I stopped being a dumb pussy and realized who I was dealing with. I've seen him before, he was the funny meme Big Chungus. In order to stop him I needed to find the funnier meme. I was on the run for many days, 4 to be exact, when then I stopped... dead in my tracks.
The man's house, right next to me. Something was playing on the TV. A grandfather calls his grandson to the garage, telling him to flip the pickle, which he responds with "Is it going to be an alien dick or something?"
This was it. I knew I had finally found it.
Mortimer (the grandson), flips over the pickle with a nearby screwdriver, as to not touch what could be a phallus. Then the scientist grandfather responds.
"I TURNED MYSELF INTO A PICKLE, MORTY! I'M PICKLE RICK!"
I finally found something funnier than Big Chungus. It was the funniest shit I had ever seen.
Big Chungus, (who was chasing me), is weakened. He would soon fall out of relevance, and he knew that. He would never hurt or interfere with anybody ever again. He is on the ground, pleading for mercy. Now that he was weakened...
I showed that bastard no mercy.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Memes
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
The Radiators, They Bleed

Hello everybody my name is David. I am the man of the house. I have a wife and daughter. My sanity is unquestioned. I go to work. I come home.
I feed the fish.
Now, as autumn was coming it was of course my duty to bleed the radiators to ensure my heating system's efficiency. I didn't want for my boiler to come on early winter and be trying to heat my rooms with vacuous, empty pockets of useless air! To have my wife and daughter laugh at and despise me!? No, I did not want for such things.
"Barbara, I'm about to bleed the radiators. Take 27-year-old Jane and yourself down to the basement and cover your faces."
Barbara did as she was told. A dutiful, beautiful woman, if not a little unhinged.
I carried on my business, finding the radiator key and slotting it in to the radiator's valve.
"There you are." I said to myself, "One firm turn and I'll let the vacant, stale air right out of you."
I turned the key and to my great surprise and horror no air evacuated from its steely ridges. A steady flow of water emanated in its stead.
I went from room to room doing the same. Receiving the same. I was bleeding the radiators but for what purpose?
"Is it safe to come out?" Asked Barbara, my wife, as she peeped her head up from the basement, still shielded by her special face blanket.
"Is it safe!?" I screamed. "Is it safe? Does it feel safe!?" I asked as I kicked Barbara my wife in the face and proceeded to murder her and 27-year-old Jane with my bare hands. Ripping them both limb from limb.
After the fury of the moment, there was a tranquil silence. In that blissful peace I heard the heating system switch on and come whirring into life. The thermostat's rule must have been met. There was a low rumbling gurgle of water and air pockets passing through pipes.
Slowly I got back up from my family's corpses and bled the radiators again. Sure enough I heard the familiar hiss of some gas or other coming out as I did so.
"Sorry, Barbara!" I called back downstairs. "Overreacted a little there."
But of course she was quite dead.
This is a reminder to all to bleed your radiators to prepare for seasonal changes and make sure your heating system is at pique efficiency. Not only is this environmentally friendly it will help reduce your heating bills.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
The Radio

There were three girls, Andrea, Bea, and Colette.
They were playing outside one day when a radio turned on, and the DJ said, "This song is dedicated to Andrea: Fallin'."
The song started, and the girls stopped playing and wondered why that song was dedicated to Andrea. They shrugged it off and went home since it was getting dark.
That night, Andrea woke up in the middle of the night because of a bad dream. She decided to have a glass of water first before going back to bed. At the top of the stairs, she felt something strange on her shoulders. A cold, heavy feeling. She looked behind her and even touched her shoulders a few times. There was nothing there.
As soon as she took the first step, the feeling became heavier until she couldn't stand it, and she fell down the stairs and died.
The next day, Bea was talking to Colette on the phone. They talked about the radio and Andrea's sudden death. When they hung up, Bea decided to take a bath. She filled up the tub and listened to the radio.
A song she was enjoying suddenly got cut off, and the same DJ who dedicated a song to Andrea said, "This song is dedicated to Bea: Turn Me On."
Bea got scared and decided to turn off the radio. She felt a cold, heavy feeling behind her as she reached out to turn the radio off. The feeling became heavier in her hand and it made her push the radio into the tub. She was electrocuted and died.
Now Colette was getting way freaked. She just stayed in her room, destroyed all the radios and locked the doors. A broken radio suddenly came to life. The DJ said, "This song is dedicated to Colette: A Knife in My Heart"
She screamed and dialed 911. She felt something cold and heavy behind her...
When the police got to her house, they found Colette...with a knife stuck through her heart.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Music
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Radio Entity

One July weekend my friend Izzy was over at my house for the night. We were listening to the Seth MacFarlane album my boyfriend had bought me a few days earlier. (I'm a Family Guy fanatic and she has a crush on Seth MacFarlane.) We sat my desk taking silly photos, chatting, singing, and all the random crap that girls our age do. My parents were out and my brother was at my grandmother's.
Suddenly the radio stopped. I slammed it with my hand, that usually fixed it, but it instead made an odd beeping noise.
"Great, ya broke it."
Izzy teased me. I rolled my eyes and was about to try to eject the disc when it suddenly started playing in reverse. We stared at it as it said "YOU...WILL...DIE..." The voice was not Seth's. It was a scary, low voice. Izzy ran to the wall and unplugged the radio. It did not stop playing.
Terrified, we huddled against the wall and we shoved it away. It said "SAAAAAATTTTTTAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN IS WITH YOUUUUUUU." We started screaming and a neighbor ran over and asked us what was wrong. We told her our radio was possessed. She looked at us kind of funny, but she let us stay at her house. We dreaded spending the night in the same house as the radio.
The next day we took the radio down to the local radio shop. The guy said there wasn't a thing wrong with it. Izzy showed him the video that she had taken with her cell phone. He looked a little pissed because these things were happening and he didn't know what was wrong with the radio, but accepted the twenty we gave him for his trouble. He suggested we go see a better shop, which was in a town two miles away.
We rode our bikes with the radio in my backpack. The guy there couldn't help us but directed us to another shop.
So we ended up on a wild goose chase around the area until finally on our way to the 6th or 7th shop we decided that we needed to get paranormal help.
We contacted a psychic and gave her practically everything in our wallets. She said there was a woman trapped in the radio. We laughed that off nervously, but we could tell by her stern glance that she wasn't fucking around. She kept the radio for that night and gave it back to us the next week. There have been no problems since then, but Izzy gave it away to some pastor and we bought a new radio.
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Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
The Rainbow Factory

Have you ever read the Rainbow Factory, or at least heard of the song or story? Surely you have, as it's one of the most popular grimdark fanfictions or "gluefic," as the author implies, in the entire fandom.
But has anybody actually told you it was true?
The story was used before in an actual lost episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
Have you noticed one of the writers of the show had left the show after the ending of season two? She simply couldn't condone the "masterpiece," the horrid, insanity-inducing masterpiece her fellow storyboard writers had just created.
Some people were actually shown the bloodied masterpiece, as their televisions were unfortunate enough to pick up it's transmission. The audio, images, music was all distorted.
There was even a musical part in where Rainbow Dash forcefully killed Orion. Can you imagine it? The blood, tears, entrails, excrement coating the walls and the machine?
I could imagine it.
I saw it.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:TELAVISHUN
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit
The Rake: My Encounter

It was just a normal evening. I was getting ready for bed. I was starting to fall sleep as I heard something crawling in my parents room. Everything was silent for 10 minutes after that. Then the thing jumped on my bed over me. It looked like a pale skinny human that ran on all 4's. I stared straight into its dark, red eyes. Then it jumped onto my older brother's bed- I share a room with him- and took one of his claws and stabbed him. My parents got up as they heard my brother's bed. The thing jumped out of the open window. My brother's last words were "The Rake. Its name was The Rake." I never forgot that fateful night or that name. The Rake.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Look ma, it's one of those creepypasta characters!
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Shortpasta
The Rake Experience

Every night before bed
I get this feeling in my head
and when I finally settle down to sleep
I keep one eye open and try not to peep
Becuase in the closet there's always a soft growling
More frightning than the midnight howling
But as I rest
It's always a pest
and when I open my eyes
I see it rise
The closet door creeping open
I see something staring at me
and just like that i seen thee
I glared at me with those hollow ees
I felt as if i would meet my demise
I creeped over and set on the foot of my bed
I thought within a minute i'd be dead
for a minute i didnt move
But in a second it sprang up at me
I lay helpless like being stuck under a fallen tree
It's face was horrid with that disfigured head
and those fangs coated in red
It spoke,
In words I could only hear
that horrid voice peircing my ear
But then like that it was gone
I ran out of bed and turned the liggt on
But then I could hear
It was certainly clear
Screaming downstairs
I then seen something that belonged in nightmares
the creature slaughtering my family
and before it left it looked at me with a smirk
and then it was gone, just like that
I somehow knew it would be back....
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Look ma, it's one of those creepypasta characters!
Category:Morons Attempting Poetry
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Rake Is Watching

I believe that I will never know what that creature was. The day I find out shall be the day I die. I grew up in a small town. In my town, there was a story about a creature called the rake that would sit at the foot of your bed and watch you. If you woke while it was watching, it would come back. If you screamed, it would steal your voice. There were only a few accounts of the rake, during none of which the person screamed, in our town, and none at all where the rake had spoken. And yet, every night as we slept I would be plagued by nightmares of them. Then, every few months, another story of the rake would pop up in the town.
 
One night, I awoke to the rake. I didn't know it was the rake, at first, as it was sitting on my brother's bed, next to mine. I thought it was my father coming to check on him. but then I saw its grotesque features. I remember it like a hazy dream. Its pale white skin, and black pits where its eyes should be. I was petrified with fear, and I remember when It turned to stare at me, and I screamed. And once I screamed, It told me something.
 
I have never been able to talk since then. The doctors call it "vocal dysfunction", But I know the truth. I have never shared my story with anyone, but...
Every morning since then, I wake up with a new scream echoing through my head.
And every day since then, one more person wakes unable to speak.
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Category:Look ma, it's one of those creepypasta characters!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
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Category:Shortpasta
The Randomest Minecraft-Pokemon Thing I've Ever Seen

I was playing Minecraft, building a house, mining, basically doing what Minecraft players do. I found a pack of wolves, so I tamed the whole pack with bones. When I got them all to sit, I suddenly heard music from another game of a different device.
The Pokemon battle theme.
Then, I was in an extremely flat land of bedrock. Still in Minecraft, though. A creature that looked like Pikachu, but was shaped like a Minecraftian, was in front of me. I was in Singleplayer mode. I decided to check my inventory to see if it changed at all. It was the same, except there somehow was this infinite stack of Master Balls in my inventory. I was thinking, What the bleep is going on here?
I decided to right click the Pikachu/Minecraftian with a Master Ball, and it seemed like it was captured. I was reverted back to my world. The Master Balls were no longer in my inventory, like the strange occurence never happened. I turned my player around, only to see that, right there behind my player, was...
...a creeper. Luckily for me, my game mode was somehow changed from survival to creative. Also, I wasn't on peaceful mode, so I then switched the difficulty to peaceful. The creeper stayed there. My game mode changed back to survival, and the creeper blew up, killing my player and my player's wolves.
Minecraft be trollin'.
Thank goodness I had the TooManyItems mod and the Single Player Commands mod.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Minecrap
Category:Pokemon
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Stuff Blowing Up
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Ratboy Genius

Have you guys ever seen the Ratboy Genius? It's a Youtube show of a Rat... and, er, some other characters, if you can even call them that. My friend gave me a CD of all the episodes to me from a yard sale. He told me,
"The guy who sold this to me looked dark and shady."
"I... never asked you what he looked li-"
"Shut up."
Anyways, When I brought it to my house. I noticed something... peculiar about it. It had a label on it hastily written with what I assume is sharpie. It said, "Ratboy.avi". Well, Audio Video Interleave is common for DVDs, so I shrugged it off. I never even HEARD of the Ratboy, so when my friend gave it to me... well, I didn't know what to think. I popped the DVD in the TV, and it started up seemingly normally. So the first episode started, and... well, I didn't really comprehend what it was. I mean, a rat, turning into a fish-thing... it was just weird. The episodes played, and I got pretty into it. However, when the Ratboy (We'll just shorten it to RB now, okay?) started appearing in a 3-d form, it was... odd. Not the 3-d part, but he appeared to have blood stains on his shirt. But wait... he didn't have a shirt before... well, I figured that was part of the new 3-d model-thingy. Whatever you call it. When RB let the Summer solostice baby inside his house... RB's house was covered in blood splatters... and RB turned into a cheap, 3-d model into a hyper-realistic. This is when things began to get weird... RB got out a knife, and said-
"I AM GOD!"
And stabbed the summer solstice baby 666 times in the chest. She laid there, dead and emotionless as blood poured out. The ratboy then turned to the screen and said, "YOU'RE NEXT." And the screen went black.
That happened 3 years ago, and to this day I still have nightmares about it.
Category:Beings
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Shortpasta
The Rattle

Once upon a time, a spooky ghost had stolen a baby's rattle. The one month old baby had been fed up with the spooky ghost's shenanigans by now. The spooky ghost shook the rattle while making the occasional spooky noise. Then the spooky ghost started chewing on the rattle because he thought it was a double cheeseburger.  The baby was so furious when he saw the rattle being chewed he grew demon wings and flew over to the spooky ghost. He screamed in a demonic voice, "GIVE ME BACK MY RATTLE NOW OR ELSE!". The spooky ghost said, "Or else what?". Those were his last words. The baby flew over to the ghost and kicked him so hard in the face the spooky ghost got knocked out. Then the baby plucked out the spooky ghost's ribs out one by one. Then the baby breathed fire and the ghost melted into a puddle. The baby then got his pet dog to lick up the puddle. The baby flew back into his crib right when his parents walked in. The father said "Wow he's such an angel just look at him sleep". The baby then smirked, laughed evilly to himself, and fell asleep, happy that the spooky ghost's ribs would be tomorrow night's dinner.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Wall of Text
The Real Deal

This story is the real deal. One day my friend sent me a disc copy of call of duty 4 amd told me to destroy it because it was scary an had demons that whould scare the my rock solid rippilng abs and biceps off. So I destroyed it and went to university where i would learn shit. Did mention ythat i could defet the toppler cause imm ripped and go to the gym every day for 23 hours so I went to work at wal mart 3 years later I know that bcause i hvee a time machine I have 2 kids called Danny a girl and boy they grow old and hav 6 kiddies (they both have 3) all thoughs kiddies are healthy and muscular. Anyway I went to university and my professor said you what is pie time grape and I go dontt know so he called me a moron loser and sent me away then I killed him cause said something mean to me so side I done that I got suspended for a week and my mum banned gym for 1 hour that night i cryer my self to sleep. I gone to visit my grand kids cose i got time machine and told them that they accident then left to go roller skating with my cat. I saw some squrellss and they were dead I got spooked and fell off bike that was awsome and costs way more than your bike pus my bike from future since I got time machine. I have big muscles and my grand kidz are weirdos I went to university and had no friends cause I was a really weak nerd who had no friends and big glasses. When I go work out at the gym I get all the women and all of my friends think imm awsome.
this one time I went on a killing spree but the po po let me off on the warnigg cause I let dem touch my muscles. I went roller skating and saw some dinosaures cause got time machine cause I's the real deal and stuff that you dontt like I got you no. Some times i punt babies for banter
so i went to sleep and when i woke up I was dead
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Im died
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
The Real Hell

The place that we humans call hell isn't hell at all. It is just a creation of man used as a scare tactic for morality. It got it's name from a old story about the real hell, that was taken out of context by man. There is no eternal suffering, infact the only thing that is eternal is the lifespan of it's enhibitants. It is also not a punishment. Everyone goes there when they die. Unlike the earth it is flat and it goes on forever. It is filled with all manners of terrain from snowy forests to rivers of lava. Rumor is that if you go out into the infinate expansion in the right direction farther than any human has ventured, you will find the beings that originally spoke of Hell and confused whe writers of the bible. They will tourture you for so long that you lose your grasp of time. They will then ask you your name. If you answer correctly you will be a slave to them forever but will have many of your dreams and fantasies acted out. If you answer wrong you will cease existance and everyone you have ever known in both worlds will forget you. However is you answer "Bruce" you will become one of them.
And before you ask anyone who claims to be named bruce is a liar.
Category:Pre-Trollpasta
Category:Rituwel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit