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Ripoff.EXE

I was walking down the street one night after going to the store when I was approached by a guy who smelled of dead mice and beer. He tried to  give me a copy of Ocarina of Time 'Should I really?' I thought, I knew not to take it because it was the best decision but then I heard a voice "Take the game!" "WHO... WHO WAS THAT?!?!?!" I yelled out into the sky like a maniac "I'm the author of this story. You may not understand but I can prove it to you." The voice said "Show me." Then the sky turned red and bloody "Okay now I understand" I said, the old man was looking at me as if I was more crazy then he was. "Okay I'll take the game." I said "And author could you change the sky back?" I asked "Sure, it was too edgy anyways." Answered the author.
I finally got home to play the game and "Wait... I don't have an N64... " I realized "Just go on Ebay and buy it or something." Said the author "Ok... I guess." I went on my computer and looked on Ebay "Ooh ooh that one!" Said the author "What you mean the one that says totally not spooky?" I asked "Yeah!" The author replied "This is way out of my price ra-"Conveniently your new paycheck happens to be one million dollars!!!" Said the author. I paid, and I'm still waiting
Two Weeks Later
The package finally arrived and I set it up. I put Ocarina of Time. Everything was normal till I got to the select screen, there was one file "Bennette" then the sudden realization hit me... "Is this story a ripoff of Ben Drowned?" I said "What? I have no idea what... Ben Drowned is... Heh heh." Said the author nervously "Let me make a new file." I said, and everything went as I expected, you know except "You shouldn't've done that" and "You've met a terrible fate" it's "I never did that" and "You've fell down a dark path" "YOU KNOW I COULD JUST DELETE EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY WITH THE PUSH OF A BUTTON!!!" Said the author in a burst of rage. Suddenly everything started to disappear, I thought it was the end until I remembered "Characters that can break the 4th wall can do things that break all logic!" I said "Oh crud I made him a 4th wall breaker. I shouldn't've done that!" (Heh get it... Cause its a refrence... Eh... Okay fine.) Then I used my abilities to bring everything back. "You forgot I'm like the god of this world, I have total control." And suddenly everything disappeared, I'm currently writing this while I'm in purgatory, help... Please?.. Anyone?
To Be Continued
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Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Im died
Category:Jornel
Category:Vidya games
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Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Ripped

It was a typical Saturday. Everyone's big day. However, I hated Saturday's. Want to know why? Because a stupid fat baby-sitter comes to baby-sit me. Yes. I had to say that. I'm 14 and I don't need to be baby-sat. Anyway, every Saturday my mother, father and older sister go to a party. I always have to stay home. They say I'm not old enough. My sister is 19, she's too old. For a sister that is.
I carefully turned on the old TV. I didn't want it to make the buzz noise. It was a sharp 8:00 and I was awfully sleepy. My family usually would come back about 11. I switched channel to channel on the TV, and arrived at my favorite program. Ripped. It was a great action-mystery drama series. I loved it. Literally. I would kiss the screen. Anyway. I was watching Ripped and well, you know. It's not those kind of baby programes.
I imagined being ripped. To pieces. Like in the program. Bloody. Filthy. Red. Ripped right through. I went to the kitchen. Slowly. Grabbed a sharp bladed knife and cut my fist. I ripped it open. It felt good. It felt better than anything. I couldn't remember what happened from then on. All I remember was my parents arriving, and I ripped them too. I ripped their eyes. and I ripped their whole face. I liked it that way. They looked nice. I started to rip more people. Maybe I'll rip you one day.
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Ritual: How to get worse at grammar.

1. Get control of a hammer, any type will do (Except Sledgehammers)
2. Turn off all the lights in the house, make sure its night.
3. Hit your head 3 times, do it really hard, but not too hard.
4. Repeat #3 but do it harder.
5. If your an admin turn the switch to mace, and not ban.
6. Hit yourself until you see red liquid coming out of your head.
7. Put a band-aid on and then start typing in notepad.
8. u wil notic dat ur gramer iz now worst
9. if ur gramer iznt baad enuf den repeet #3
==This is how your grammar should look==
uan tim i wented to the sotre end i boughted sum cande end i dyed of aidz.
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Category:Rituwel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Ritual of the Arschloch

Step 1: Find the most expensive item in your house and destroy it. If you hear church bells in the distance, then continue to the next step. If you didn't, destroy the next expensive thing. Continue until you hear the bells.
Step 2: At 6:41 PM exactly, go to any mirror and chant the words "Ice bank mice elf" repeatedly until you see the smiling horse in the hallway. Go to your kitchen.
Step 3: In the kitchen, you will greet the Elf of All Knowing Wisdom. Ask him how last nights episode of CSI Miami was, if he replies "Fine, fine" then you're in the clear. If he says anything else, go back to Step 1.
Step 4: The Elf will ask for the Object of Anguish. The Object is in your house somewhere, but if you look at it you die. So walk around your house with your eyes shut until you think you've found it, but try not to run into the Rhino of Disappointment. If you think you've found it, return to the Elf. It's now safe to open your eyes. If he looks happy, then you got the right object. If he does otherwise, go back to Step 1.
Step 5: The Elf will direct you to your bathroom. Inside you will find the Goblin of Success. The Goblin will ask that you create a life size replica of Johnny Depp out of salt. Don't worry about rushing, the Goblin will be patient.
Step 6: Once you are finished, you will be given a piece of paper with a phone number on it. The phone number should have two eights in it. If it does not, go back to Step 1. If it does, burn the note and the Goblin should vanish. You will now be teleported to the Sahara Desert.
Step 7: Search for a large grayish-brown rock with 7 sides. It could take forever, but keep looking. Once you find the rock, lift it with seven fingers. If you lift it with more or less, you will be destined to rot in the desert. If you lift it with exactly seven, you should find the Mouse of Anguish. Ask him where the money is and he'll turn into Jesus. Jesus will then tell you that you haven't been following the instruction manual, you are the instruction manual.
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Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Rituwel
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Old Shit
Ritual of the Morons

1. To perform this ritual, you must first start by saying "Volo ego rite repertum meae consumpsti tempora fictus id lorem. SUM INGENIO!"
2. Next, you must go outside while the moon is out and look at it for exactly 6 minutes. If you look at it any longer or shorter, say "AW ego homo viator sursum. Potero iterum experiri?", and try this again the next morning.
3. After that, go to sleep at 10:00-12:00. If you fail to fall to sleep in time, say "AW ego homo viator sursum. Potero iterum experiri?". You will then instantly fall asleep. Retry the ritual in the morning.
4. In the next morning, go to the nearest McDonalds. Ask for one of every item on the menu. If the employee refuses, walk outside and say "AW ego homo viator sursum. Potero iterum experiri?" and retry the ritual next morning. If not, once the employee serves you the food, you will be teleported to somewhere in Canada with a cat suit on for no reason whatsoever.
5. Find the nearest car and punch it at least 5 times. If the owner gets out, get in the car. If the owner does not get out, then push him out yourself.
6. Drive the car into a yellow house. If done correctly, you will wake up at McDonalds with no memory of what just happened. You will find that you have one of every food item on your plate. Eat at least three foods and then throw the food in the garbage can. Go back to your house.
7. When you get back, go to bed instantly. Once you do, you will instantly find that it is night. You will then see Jeff the Killer holding a knife to your face saying "Go to sleep." If you try, you will instantly fall asleep, and in the morning wake up with no memory of this ritual. If you do not go to sleep for ten seconds, Jeff the Killer will reveal to be Jesus in a costume. He will say "Congratulations, you have wasted your time!" and send you to sleep with no memory of what just happened. But when you wake up, you will find a notepad saying "Stop wasting your time attempting all these rituals. This is the only one that actually works."
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Rituwel
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:Shortpasta
Roaches

I hate my fucking roach infested house
I'm 14, and my parents don't do anything to help get rid if them, if anything, they are making worse. I tried to turn on this old griddle I found, and after I cleaned of years of roach shit and limbs, I though it would be fine, but apparently some roaches his where I couldn't see them, and they fucking all scurried out of it, but God, the smell of the roaches that didn't escape was awful. There is no word to describe burning roach. It's just its own smell, the most awful smell any human could pick up with their nose. I just put it away after that.
Fast forward a few hours later, I wanted to uncrease my shoes that I had for months with a iron and a wet towel, but as soon as I turned it on FUCKING ROACHES WHERE HIDING BEHIND THE METAL, AND IT EMITTED THAT HORRIBLE FUCKING SMELL.
I swear, half the things I do are ruined by roaches, for instance, I pick up a garbage bag to take it out, 3 million fucking roaches scurry out from underneath and you get startled and leave because you don't want roaches crawling inside your pants, I turn on my ps4, and roaches run out of it, I try to cook, roaches come from the ceiling to drop in my burning hot food to ruin it, I want to eat something, but I have to make sure the stupid little fucking invasive nasty pests don't get it before I do, I try to sleep and I wake up with a roach crawling on my blanket, I left my bottle of melatonin ever so slightly cracked, and when I go to take some you have a whole family feasting on my melatonin gummy. They crawl in my clothes, it my stuff, everywhere, and shit, and smell bad... shit, what's that noise?
MOTHERFUCKER, I JUST CAUGHT THEM HAVING A 90s STYLE RAVE PARTY
They are the worst fucking thing in the world, and I can't do anything about it. Just 4 more years until I escape the gross fucking hellhole I was raised in...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Animulz
Category:Rants
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Excessive Profanity
Rob Ford's Man-Folds of Fun!

Rob Ford was rolling to the "drug" store (find your nearest "drug" store, in an alley nearby your house.), one day when he crushed a few members of the paparazzi following him. He tried to stop rolling but he couldn't. So he relaxed for a few minutes, until he arrived at the "drug" store.
The alley way was tight, so he broke some bricks and wood on the walls, of the buildings. The man selling the drugs was staring up at Mr. Ford. "Gimme' some crack, or I shall tear out your insides, cook em', and stuff the, back in you flesh and eat you like a fucking BURRITO, you stuck up BITCH!" Mr. Ford demanded. The drug-dealing man, slowly took out some crack pipes from his bag, when Mr. Ford "rolled" over and took the whole bag, and the crack pipe in the drug dealer's hands. Mr. Ford put them in his folds and rolled away. Standing there the drug dealer hesitated. He then started to masturbate.
Ford, sat on his couch, and snapped it in half. He took the bag out of his folds, and started to smoke a pipe. Few hours later, all the crack was smoked. And Ford was hungry, so he headed down to his basement. There hanging from the walls were sad, cold, starving citizens. "Harvest time!" Mr. Ford yelled. Mr. Ford took down 3 people. One of them started crying, as Mr. Ford looked down at him. "Wh- why a-are you do-doin-doing this to-to us-s??" the one citizen sobbed. Rob Ford, replied with "because I'm fuckin' hungry you little shit!" Mr. Ford put the three people on a chair and tied them to it. He pulled out his trusty butcher axe from his ass folds, and smashed into the heads of the people. He pulled the insides of those dead people out, and threw them in a bag. He went upstairs and threw them into his deep frying machine.
Later on, when the intestines were done baking, he put them in a bowl and ate them.
TO BE CONTINUED, MOFO
rob ford masturbates to naked shrimp
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Robber Bloodron

One day playing a classic game of Toontown, I noticed that it was gonna go offline for an update in 30 seconds. I was wondering why it was gonna close in 30 seconds. So I went to a blog post that looked suspicious. It was called: "Under The Clouds". It had no text and went straight to the release notes. The only thing there is Stickerbook part. It said: "You can go in the clouds now!" I waited the rest of the time to update. The temporary closure lasted 1 minute. I went into the game. I went into the sticker book and I hovered over the cloud and it said: "Go to Cashbot HQ?" The question mark confused me but It didn't matter. so I clicked it. As soon as I clicked it my computer got staticly. When it stopped being staticly, I was in the cloud. The friends button was gone and the game forced full-screen. The stickerbook was gone to. And then I loaded into Cashbot HQ?. What I saw was shockingly awful. I saw a bunch of toons lying on the ground. They didn't have eyes, their mouths were forced open in the Surprise emote method. One of the toons was still alive, but the same like the rest. He had something to say. However, the 1st thing the toon said was "Turn back, he is coming for you." I responded, "Whos this he?" The toon answered "There is a robber baron in there, but that cog is not like the rest. Don't go in that elevator." I was confused and asked "Why?" The toon responded. "That Robber Baron is very bloody. He kills toons." I looked at the elevator. There, I saw a picture of the cog the toon was mentioning. It was a Robber Baron, except his head was very hyper-realistic. Blood was running down his eye sockets. The rubber band thing that made the Robber Baron unique was gone. I was terrified. I asked the toon one last thing. "What level is that baron?" The toon said "666." I thought of something suddenly. Maybe the robber baron was possessed by an demon! But I went in the elevator anyway. "You'll be sorry..." The toon said as the elevator door closed. The elevator led to an Cashbot Mint. It was called "Death Mint." The floor number was 666. I went into one room, and I saw the Robber Baron. The name was "Robber Bloodron," the look was the same as the picture. I approached it. It said, "Ready to meet your death?" And I was in battle. But Robber Bloodron went 1st, and took out a knife! I was frightened. It took a stab at my toon. My toon sprayed out blood. And once a organ fell out, the computer got staticly again. 10 seconds later it went to a message, no longer full-screen. The message said: "Your demise is upon you. Your toon is now dead. As soon as I clicked the check mark, I saw the cog again. It said "Your next." And was gone. I looked behind me, and I saw the Robber Baron. It took a stab at me, and blood sprayed all over the cog again. Somehow I recovered from the disaster and I didn't play Toontown for 5 months after that disaster. I will never feel the same after that Robber Baron stabbed me...
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Category:Vidya games
Category:Wall of Text
Category:English Class Failure
Robert

There once was a 25-year-old man named Robert,he was what you would call a loner. He locked himself in his room all day, he never opened his blinds, his only friend was his teddy bear he got at 5 years old. He named him "Mario" after his favorite video game character, so what happened to him?. Well what you are about to read might be disturbing to some viewers, turn back now if you are easily scared. Anyway let's go.
Nick webster was a photo-journalist for the DNP (Danville news paper). he wrote tons of murder stories for the paper, this was his biggest case yet. He was sent to the snowy mountains to look for proof of robert. He left at 2:00 am, due to many interuptions (blizzards, snow storms, etc). He finally arrived at 12:00 pm on a monday, so he was given a log cabin to stay in till the investigation was over, he decided to go to sleep after countless nights of worry that the plane might crash in which he couldn't sleep due to night terrors. So anyway he laid down he got 2 hours of sleep till something woke him up, he looked outside his window and there was a tall figure wielding some sort of weapon. Preferably some sort of axe, so he decided to check it out. He put on a robe slowly turned the doorknob, walked outside and no one was there. So he went to bed, he got 10 hours of sleep. He looked outside his window, he seen the figure again but this time with a different
Weapon. So he went back outside to see what his deal was, he walked up to him and seen what he looked like. He was 7'8ft and 474lbs, he was wearing a gas mask but it looked sort of rusted and bent. The murderer gave him a quick chop with his axe, Nick was unconcious. When he woke up he was in some sort of basement, but with small skulls hanging from the ceiling and multiple organs splattered all over the wall. So then the mysterious man came back with a brief case, he opened it up and there were multiple torture tools in there. He got out a saw, he started cutting Nick first his fingers, then his arms. Nick was feeling sick, Nick plead for mercy. He was merciless, he proceded to cut off nicks head. And ripped his skull out off his head. Nick was found dead buried in the snow 2 months after his death at the hand of robert, he lies in the local danville cemetary. But robert was never found nor was any other houses found in the snowy mountains, but the people who sent nick over there know he's out there somewhere.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Robert De Niro's mole

I looked out my bedroom window. There he was. Robert De Niro was waiting, talking Italian. He was not talking to anyone else, he simply stood there, talking Italian. "Forza la medici de la padre de la mole" he repeated, over and over. I crept down the stairs on all four, I was too frightened to walk. Drool was left on every other step.
As I got to my two feet, I saw Robert De Niro's silhouette through the thick glass of the door at the end of the hallway. I walked towards the door, licked my fingers, and slowly turned the doorknob. The door flung open, and light filled the room. As I adjusted my eyesight, Robert De Niro was standing in a superman pose, naked. His massive, wrinkly old cock slowly waving in the summer breeze. It was dead silent.
Robert De Niro looked at me. "Forza la medici de la padre... " He squinted his eyes and gave me a smirk. "You talkin' to me?" Pointing at his mole he repeated "You talkin' to me?" I stood there with my mouth open, gazing upon his mole, like a black hole sucking me in. "FORZA LA MEDICI DE LA PADRE DE LA MOOOOLE!!!" he screamed as he started to move his arms in a circular motion. I started running backwards, falling over from the shock. He ran after me, still doing arm circles, jumping around screaming.
I tried turning away, but I could not get my eyes off that mole, he was coming closer now. He took a 360 spin, and appeared right in front of my face. His breath smelt of garlic and bacon. "The mole is yours to keep now." He took his mole off with his index finger and began pointing his finger towards my face. His finger came closer and closer as I finally blacked out.
The next I knew I woke up in bed. It had all been a dream. I looked out my bedroom window, there was no Robert De Niro. Relieved I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Only, I had no teeth. My face had turned into a giant hyper realistic mole.
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Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Dreams
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
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Robert quill

Hi I'm Jack And I'm A Undercover cop In Los santos I Love This City Dont Get Me Wong.
Chapter 1 Robert Quill 
I Talked To Robert Quill I Ask Him Do You Know About The Missing People In Los Santos Robert Seid Nothing He Just Seid Shut Up And Seid Get Off Of The Subject I Seid Why And Robert Seid I Don't Like Talking About It I Seid Ok See You Later Then Robert Seid Thanks For Letting Me Go When He Seid That He Vanished I Tryed To Find Him My Vision Went Black. Chapter 2 Roberts Revenge I Woke Up In A Room Strapped On The Table Then Robert Aperid And Seid Welcome Jack I Seid You Won't Get Away Robert Quill Oh I Will Robert Quill Seid I Want To See You Bleed Robert Seid In A Demon Voice 
He Then Gets A Hammer Then Seid Shh Hush Now It's All Over You Will Be The ATOMIC Man He Gets A Mask Then Seids Puts This Mask On Now I Got Off Of The Table And Punched Him Robert Seid Get Back Here. Chapter 3 The Final Chapter Hi Jack Again I Got Out Of There Now So See You by.... Hello, Its Robert Quill, The Stories Not Over for Me but Its Over for Him Robert Crys Then Laughs Evilly
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:ENGLISH, MUDDAFUGGA! DO YOU SPEAK IT?!
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Category:DIALOGUE!
Roblox's Secret

So, today i was seeing a list of the Roblox's pages, but unsurprisingly, i found this weird result counting as the very last one to find there. It felt sort of weird, and it's description was written in Uzbek. Most likely a hacker who lives in Uzbekistan, secretly adding a secret page to Roblox.
Clicking on this Cheesy-looking Web Result, i stumble upon this strange page, it only had this text:
It was the only reason why this Web Result is Cheesy. It reveals that the Hacker is secretly encouraging hackers of Roblox to do that. This page is just a desire for Roblox Hackers to do that. However, not much is known about this page, and does not even do anything strange to any Computers.
The most Cheesiest of all is that it forces people to become Roblox Hackers and do what the page says. If you ever actually see this page, please avoid being forced to do that too. I don't have much to say there, so that is all i have to say about this Strange Thing i found. Creepy, isn't it?
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Roblox
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta