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Batmin and Supermen save the world

One day the evil DarkSeed was attacking metropolis and Supermen was flying in the skie showing off his super skills. It's a bird! No it's obviously a plane. Shut the fuck up it's Supermen! yeah!!!! everyone shoutded. Supermen landed and said DarkSeed stop your evil criems now! Niver DarkSeed shouetd. Batmin sumhow caim to metroplis even though he works in gohtham.Batmin take hiem from beihind okaiy! Batmin held Darkseed in a hostaage position.Supermen startid to beait the livineg p00p ouet of DarkSeed. Then Batmin and Supermen let go of DarkSeed. Batmin and Supermen hugg3d each0ther and f0rmed...A GIEANT FIR3 BR3ATH1NG PONIE! DarkSeed Scream3d lik3 a l1ttl3 girl and tried to run but the PONIE ATE DARKSEED! THE PONIE BURPED AND FLEW AWAY TO NEVERLAND. When they landed they transformed back to normal. DarkSeed had been defeated what would happen now?..
Category:BATTELS
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Shortpasta
Battle of Gamestop

The Battle of Gamestop rages on.
Pre-market we could hear the bears in no-man's land, baiting us towards higher prices so the shorts could do their dirty work. I was stationed at the 13.80 line, and knew the morning was going to be hot. I shoveled a breakfast of tendies and said a quick prayer to Father Cohen.
When the bell rang, the bears surged into our trenches. Blood and rainbow fur filled the air and littered the ground. The Diamond Division has seen worse days, and we held firm. As the bears retreated we gave chase to retake ground we'd lost in the past week.
As I caught my breath near the 14.50, I could see bodies everywhere; paper hands who had fallen in earlier battles. One of them groaned and reached a hand towards me. I spat on him and kept moving. No honor in retreat, and no sympathy for self-inflicted wounds.
This war won't be won in a day, but it will be won. Tell my wife's boyfriend to tell her I love her.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Memes
Category:Shortpasta
Battlefield 3 Nightmare

I'm 11 years old and I was at the mall with my family at Dave and Busters which is a fun place. I was sick and I had some trade money I could use. My dad took me to GameStop and let me buy it. When I got home, I open the battlefield case, put the disc in my ps3, and started playing. I had Little Big Planet 2, Crysis 3, Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 3, and more. Once it finished installing I played the campaign to see the controls. The game had the best graphics I've ever seen. But one thing I notice while playing, the main character is bloody. I thought it was just a add on from the premium pack, but I would want to stop looking at it.
After I finish, I thought it was ok so I played the multiplayer and used my call of duty skills to play. It was hard to play. While I was playing I can see word on the buttom of my screen. It says "I can see you," and "I'M COMING FOR YOU!" so I was really scared. Did dice do this? I searched it up on my computer and got nothing with words on the bottom of the screen. I thought it was a hacker. So I just played. It was fun playing. I ignored the words. The next morning at 7:30, I got up and played. The picture had changed. The guy you see in front had black eyes, red on his face, and a skull for a head. I freaked out. Then my ps3 turned off. I turn it back on and it was normal. But something else caught my eye, the words. They replaced the title with the words. I slapped myself and said how. I was scared so I tried turning it off but then it played even though I didn't press X. When I got to the title screen a screamer popped. No picture just a manly scream. I pressed multiplayer because it was the only thing on the title screen. When I clicked it and went to server search, every server said "I'M COMING!" I was so scared that I waked up everyone. They didn't see what I saw. I cried and and ask my mom to turn off the ps3 and take me to the hospital to get a eye check up.
When I got checked up, the doctor said I was fine. I didn't believe him. I asked my family to stay out of the living room. They did and I confronted the demon. Once I clicked a server, it took me to Operation Metro. There was only me and another person called "Nightmare". It said he was a engineer but he was the skull guy on the picture I saw. I fought him and kept doing it but he couldn't die. Then once he came out the TV I yelled everyone to call a Priest. They called a certain one. We knew a priest that knew everything. He came and sainted the house and kicked that nightmare out of my house. He said that someone called a demon called "The Nightmare" that would haunt anything they were put in. He said it was gone. I was glad that "it" was gone. I put it in the trash can outside just in case. Once I was finished, I went to play Garry's Mod but when I looked threw the reflection from the computer, I saw it.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:BATTELS
Battletoads 64

I'm probably gonna be dead right after I post this. My name is Herb, I was an intern at Rare during the mid 90s. You remember that game Battletoads, right? Well what if I told you that there was a Battletoads game being made for the N64 that was cancelled. I am the only person alive who has seen and played the game, and I'm about to die, so YOU know the truth.
It was a normal day, I was shooting the shit with some co workers, when I was called in to play test the new Battletoads. I had the choice of the 3 toads Zitz, Rash, and Pimple. I chose Rash, and played through the first level. The game was a normal 3D beat 'em up, the first level was a green forest, and the game was going good. Level 2 was more of the same, but in a city. Then something odd happened, at the end of the level, Rash went up to a man in a car, and ripped his intestines out, and ate them. The blood looked hyper realistic, and I was disgusted.
The third level is where things get truly horrifying though. Rash is now flying a plane in what looks to be New York City,  the level ends when you crash through 2 buildings that look very much like the Twin Towers, keep in mind that this was before 9/11. I was disgusted, and quit my internship immediately. On September 11th 2001 I came to a realization. Battletoads did 9/11, Rare worked with terrorists, and they want me dead before I send this out OH SHIT THEY'VE COME FOR ME OH NO GOD NO!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:NINTENDO SIXTY-FOOOUR
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Shortpasta
Be Careful

This is a story from when I was 9 years old. Don't be an idiot like me. Stay safe out there, the internet is a freaky place.
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==September 14th, 2014==
I was on ROBLOX one day, and I decided to look up the weirdest ROBLOX games. One was named Be Careful. It sounded like a strange thing to name a game... But that's what I was looking for. So, I opened the link to the game. The thumbnail was a distorted version of the bighead. I said "Woah, that's really scary!" because I didn't expect it. I went into the game. It was a flat smooth terrain area.  There was a noob. The old style one, with the yellow head. It had a sword through its chest, blood splattered all around it. Its face had blood all over it, with the grass texture soaked in blood. The horrifically injured had the chat bubble over it, so I decided to walk up to it to chat. When I chatted with the noob, I said "lol you dumb noob, I have more robux" because that was the stupid kid I was. That was the biggest mistake I've made. I heard a brutal snap of bones breaking. The noob turned it's head 180 DEGREES TO LOOK AT ME. It had the hacked April fools face. I was only 9 at the time, so I was super scared and closed out of the game.
==September 23rd, 2014==
Nine days later, my laptop started having issues. I thought it was nothing since my mom bought the laptop for me off Ebay. Issues like lag, noise distortion, and eventually, my computer switched backgrounds to the BE CAREFUL thumbnail. It gave me a splitting headache looking at it. I opened up google and started up ROBLOX. It said I was terminated and I spent so much money on that account, so naturally, being a 9-year-old, I bawled my eyes out. It said I was terminated for not being careful. I closed out of Roblox and watched some funny cat videos on YouTube to try and cheer me up. It was around my bedtime, so I shut off the computer.
==September 24th, 2014==
I was tired of splitting headaches from that stupid background. I looked up how to change it, and I switched it to a Sonic the Hedgehog background. I tried to make a new ROBLOX account because I was terminated. An error popped up. Not a ROBLOX error, a legitimate Windows error.
bc_2.png|The error message.
bc_3.png|The error message, zoomed.
bc_4.png|The noob, somehow still alive.
==August 8th, 2018==
I'm much older. I decided to check if the game was still up. It wasn't which was good. I don't know what kind of freak was behind that game, but I hope they're gone forever. My old account is still terminated. I'm under a new name.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Roblox
Category:Jornel
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:SUPR SKAREY IMAG
Category:Crappy ms paint drawings
Category:Stupid is as the main character does
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Be Careful What You Buy

ATTENTION ALL MEN: Be EXTREMELY careful you ONLY buy shower products FOR MEN.
I went to the store one time because I was out of my Men's 5-in-1 shampoo, conditioner, body wash, hand soap, and shaving cream and wanted to take a shower. As I was in a hurry I didn't bother to check the label, I just grabbed it, paid, and ran. When I got home I turned on the shower, let the water run all over my body (but not on my ass, real men don't wash that) and began applying my new 5-in-1 lotion. Or so I thought. After I had done so I nearly fell to the ground as pain spread all throughout my body (normally as a real man I can handle pain yet this was somehow an exception). I looked down and my penis was completely gone, however my view was quickly obstructed as my pecs began to swell. I reached up to feel my chin only to realize all the hair in my beard had fallen out. My plans afterwards began to fade as I began to lose my extremely masculine interests. In a panic, I reached to turn off the water and jumped out to look in the mirror, however it must be broken as there was a woman staring back at me. It was in this moment that I grabbed the bottle and read the label:
For Women.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Be Careful What You Write

Lucy tapped the end of her pencil of the desk.
"What teacher makes their class write a story over the holidays?" she muttered to herself.
She flicked through the notebook her grandmother had given to her. It was a used, beaten up, 99-cent diary that was missing half its pages. As she flicked through it, three pages of writing caught her eye. "29th of April, 2003," she read aloud. The writing that was written underneath was like a two-year old's attempt at cursive writing. Lucy heard her mean cousin Miranda coming up the stairs. What a way to ruin her Christmas break. She had a four page story to write, and she had to stay at her grandma's with the world's biggest bitch.
"What are you doing here?" asked Miranda, popping her head around the door.
"None of your fucking business!" Lucy shouted back at her, slamming the door in her face.
Lucy sighed as she sat back in her chair. Then an idea popped into her head. "Christmas Horrors" she wrote at the top of a blank page. She began writing about a monster who went around eating people at Christmas. Cliché? Sure! But her teacher wasn't expecting Shakespeare. Lucy couldn't help but laugh out loud, as she wrote about a girl called Miranda being eaten alive by a monster. Within half an hour, Lucy had finished her story.
That night as everyone was getting ready for bed, Miranda ran out of her room screaming. "I saw a person! It was under my bed!" she screamed.
"Yeah right, Miranda!" Lucy called from her room.
"I swear!" Miranda said with wide eyes.
"Go to bed Miranda," their grandma said, "I'm sure it was just your eyes playing tricks."
Reluctantly, Miranda went to bed. That was the biggest mistake she could have made.
At 1 in the morning, Miranda woke to the sound of heavy breathing. "Lucy?" she whispered. No answer. She grabbed her phone with shaking hands and used it as a torch. No one was there. "It's probably Lucy next door," she told herself. As she lay back on her bed she noticed something. The breathing was coming from under her bed. She dared herself to look under it. As she leaned down to see what it was the breathing stopped. Suddenly a hand grabbed her face! She screamed as it ripped the skin from her face and began to chew her, breaking her bones.
You may be wondering why the others in the house never saved her when they must have heard her screaming. The thing is they didn't. The monster got them too. I'm sure if Lucy was still alive, she would regret writing that story!
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
Be Careful When Someone Offers You a Movie Role

I was looking through Backstage magazine for an acting gig. I came across an ad advertising for a lead role in a Ron Howard movie.
I called the number and Ron Howard answered the phone himself. Which I thought was weird.
Ron said, "ok great. You're hired. I'll text you the address where we will be filming. Go there tomorrow."
I turned up at the address and something was weird. The craft services were all vegan. Heh. Whatever. I'm here to get paid.
At first I learned my lines and performed them. But later I also learned my lines and performed them. But finally as the film wrapped - nothing happened.
I reflected on what a strange experience it was - I didn't even audition!
Weeks turned into months as the editing and SFX was done.
Finally the premiere was announced. I walked up the red carpet. Proud of my first A-film.
The cinema went dark and the film flickered to life. There was only one problem.
You could hear my lines but you couldn't see me! After a few moments of confusion, I realised the terrible truth.
I am a vampire, so I don't show up on film. I guess that's the end of my film career. I guess I'll go back to being a shoe salesman. Remember kids, nothing is more scary than broken dreams.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Be Cum, My Friend

Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like cum. If you put cum into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put cum into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, cum can shot or it can stain. Be cum, my friend.
Category:NSFW
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Be Quiet in the Library

Such a wonderful place to be
The place where silence is surround
The place where only I am found
Please be quiet in the library
Please be quiet when you come in
For I am here, relaxing and reading
Just be quiet when you sit down
From you shall not come a sound
Please go throw away your food
That book is not for you to keep
You are being awfully rude
No longer shall you utter a peep
Please do not struggle, do not squirm
For I am there to hold you firm
My knife runs across your cheek
Upon your skin I make soft streaks
I see that you begin to cry
I watch as you try to fight
I jam the knife into your eye
Your screaming reaches at its height
I slam the knife into your tongue
I watch as it goes limp and numb
Through my hands your warm blood runs
And suddenly you have ended my fun
So lovely with a book in your face
What a wonderful child you've come to be
Instead of speaking words of hate
You're just quiet in the library
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Morons Attempting Poetry
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Be careful when buying unstoppable killer ants on Amazon

I bought unstoppable killer ants on Amazon. In the package, there was a hair dryer. I plugged in the hair dryer and died from electrocution. Then the police came and died from electrocution. Then the neighbor came for no reason and died. Then the president came and died.
The hair dryer was made in Wuhan, China. I think this is their revenge for saying covid-19 and unstoppable killer ants come from there.
PS: I'm now dead.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Im died
Category:Rocks Fall, Everybody Dies
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Be careful working from home when your manager "rings"

I was a lonely IT worker with a post-it note taped over my webcam for obvious reasons. When the zombie apocalypse began but was still in it's early stages and no-one really knew about the zombie part yet, I got out of bed one Tuesday morning ready for the team's status meeting on Microsoft Link/SkypeForBusiness/Teams.
Our team leader said "hey guys you must be getting lonely all by yourselves at home, right!" in his usual fuckwit fashion. No-one said anything back to him for a couple of seconds, seemed like everyone was on mute.
Then I felt almost bad and being the one on the team who is least on the spectrum, I unmuted my mic and jokingly said "yeah, totally" in the driest and most monotone tone I could.
That's when shit went kraykray. My screen goes black then all static like an old TV that's not tuned, and I heard a strange noise, like a manager reciting the tome of meeting cliches. "synergistic, circle back, push forward" I could almost make out over the white noise.
Then my manager's twisted fat corpus came out of the screen. He's sitting beside me all day now and won't leave. I've had to put pants on. This is a home office nightmare. A. Nightmare. He won't leave, the fat fuck.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Be very careful

There could be creepy ghosts behind you trying to steal your soul. Or there could be black cats walking past your house, thus triggering a Final Destination style chain reaction that will inevitably result in your death. But you're better than that, so you don't become kill.
After surviving ghost assaults and Death himself, you run out of the house in piss stained pants. Then suddenly, a man with a gun runs to you and demands money. Luckily, you pull out a knife and fire it at him, making him a ghost. Confused that your knife was actually a ballistic knife, you make your way to your friend's house, only to find that his door is wide open. As you head inside, you find your friend kill, on the ceiling. After realizing that he wasn't your friend and actually a complete stranger, you nonchalantly walk back home, contemplating the events that unfolded. As soon as you reach the front door, the unspeakable happens. An owl flies by your head, and a black cat walks by your feet, once again triggering a chain reaction that ends with your head kissing the ground. You are now a ghost.
So the moral of the story is never go outside. You could die. Or worse. So be very careful...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Beings
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Beady Eyes

Hi, i'm christopher. I'm in 6th grade, so i'm pretty young. I once was walking home from school, when, all of a sudden, i was stopped by a man wearing glasses. He was a shady character, who asked if i wanted a box of chocolates, and he would lead me into a alley. I'm not stupid,and i told him no. About a minute later, i saw him again. He was in a black van, rolling slowly, keeping up with me. So i broke into a run. He left me. I made a terrible mistake not looking at his license plate number, because i wanted to call the cops on this freak. Well no point in worrying now, i thought. Oh how i was wrong. I took a nap in mid-day. I had a dream. In it, the man pulled a knife and stabbed me. I fainted. I woke up in the dream in a torture chamber. He sawed my arms, drilled my eyes, and torched my legs. I woke up drenched in sweat. Who was this man. Why is he doing this.I went to the kitchen, and saw the man outside my window. He was not wearing glasses. His eyes were pitch black. Nothing but black. He was smiling, holding a knife. Then he ran off into the woods. I called the cops, and they arrived. The scariest part, is that they found no footprints, in the wet,wet, mud. I was utterly shocked. They said not to prank call them, or i could face charges. It was then i knew, I was helpless. My parents came home and were mad for prank calling the police. No matter how hard i tried, they would not believe a word i said. I felt lost.For the remainder of the night, my dreams were filled with the beady eyed man.He almost drove me to insanity. I had hallucinations, or were they, of him following me every place i went. Then, the next night, he came into my room. He stared down at me from my bedside for at least an hour. Finely, i snapped. I screamed, shouted, and yelled. My dad came in with a gun and shot the beady eyed man. we called 9-1-1, and everything was cleaned up. I was still snapped, but my parents did not blame me, and thought nothing was wrong, and i would be normal in a few days. That night, i got up and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my eyes, pitch black,beady. I saw my parents room, and got a knife in the kitchen, and went to their room. In seconds, the bloody deed was done. O if you hear someone go through your house tonight, who has beady eyes, with a knife, know its me. Don't be scared. I think i will stand next to you, staring, and after an hour, I will take my time with you. After all, i am the new, beady eyed man.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Dreams
Category:Wall of Text
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT A TWIST!