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The Face

so then,reguar sunday morning we put an old tape on the TV of mickey mouse,just like normal mornings and cook pasta
i was very upset the next second my brother had a huge fire scar across his face,i was looking around to see what it might be in a room stood a thin,tall bald man with quite a square and chubby face,and all the skin was peeling from him no hair at all,he was goldy yellow all over i could tell it was spray-paint
...but it was his face his eyes large pointy out eyelids,small bright jet red eyes all other,not just the pupils full eyes and the pointiest spikiest ose ever it had a huge long tip,no eyelashes or eyebrows and buck teeth and pointiest ever teeth,ears and had a ring hanging from his long nose and a split tounge
and then the figure squeaked in a high voice=oh thats not fair,no one wants we to be born=then i shaked and shivered and he then puffed deeply=in a voice that sounded like last words=
please kill me,want to play the killing game then took an even deeper puff saying:look at my long fingernails
and i was like-mighty god they are long-
staring at the 2 ft long horrors
his purple shirt was stained in coffee and he said:i never had a famiy,i became a god before i was planned to be born so i decided to be a monkey murderer
i have 2,893000 ghosts
i hissed:cool,whats your job?
he gasped with his nose tip hanging down
i am a famous killer,but my eyes got rashes in them i then asked in terror whats your real name?:he said reggie chezflaker,A.K.A the man in the bunny suite.i was shoked i asked do you have a friend?not a single one inpart from a viper and 2 wasps which al died on my birthday:the 4th of july
then squeaked i was born independent,but now i just surve human carcasses in the grocery store and market sales for a job ,i do it in china and japan and i murder for fun,then a rash comes doen his eye,hes crying blood then the beast collapsed and he was never EVER AGAIN seen
then his eyes melted and rolled back and then half collapsed he sneakily walked out the door whining and moning loud like bloody hell in a tip toe i said bye he screamed die,no im gonna kill you now and ran back in my house and ripped my brother 8 pieces then he was never seen gain never was the killer he stabbed his self in the heart...the end
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Category:Beings
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Pointless Violence
The Face of Eternity

I am David Kowalski, a lawyer at the law offices of Snell & Wilmer. My life was fairly normal before this happened... allow me to elaborate.
On March 23rd, I had a client who was suing McCarthy Building Co. for faulty construction, they had built one of those strange green hill shaped houses for my client, and it had supposedly been water proofed – supposedly. The major problem was, and still is, that there was this strange slop oozing from the ceiling. I came with my client and the plaintiff to the home, to review the evidence.
There was, indeed, a pink slime oozing from every crack in the house, it wasn't just any slime, though, it was sticky and... pulsating.
Breathing.
No, no, no... that's a stupid fanciful horror movie thought. I thought to myself.
We traversed across the green carpeted living room, only to find that the hallway had been completely filled with this... mass. A hallway filled with pulsating pink goop stood before me, I was both amazed and disgusted. That's when I saw a vein. A vein, right there, in the goo... that's what the pulsating was, blood being moved. I shook my head and began to speak.
"Shouldn't we call the HAZMAT on this?" I said.
No response. I looked to my left and right, both my client and the plaintiff were mesmerized. I didn't understand what was so interesting about this, so I tapped the plaintiff on the shoulder, and got no response. I just got out of there, I didn't care about them at the time, I was scared as fuck because of this... mass.
I got to my small studio apartment, and had half a mind to tell the HAZMAT or CDC, but then I realized – I abandoned those people, and my reputation would be ruined if anyone found out that I just left these men behind. I noticed that my computer was on... it was a Wikipedia article, something about a "Big Rip" end of the world scenario. I just closed down the page, and cried into my hands. I was confused, what was that, why were they mesmerized? What did I see there?
I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. I had to go back, so I did. As I made it back in, the floor, walls, and roof were beating, pulsating, creating a low "shmops" sound.
Join us, the walls grow thin. I heard, within my mind.
What? That... I couldn't have heard that... I thought to myself.
I walked to the hallway where the mass was, it had more veins this time, it took on the appearance of a muscle. I thought I saw a hand in there, but I looked twice and didn't see anything. The mass was almost soothing, and I couldn't put my finger on why... then it hit me, this mass, it was shifting, I could just barely make out anything – no, everything, within this mass. I knew what I saw, it was beautiful.
I knew what the phrase meant, why the page was open on my computer, why the disgusting mass was so soothing. My jaw was agape with awe, as I stared into the face of eternity.
Join us, the walls grow thin.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Inside Jokes
Category:Old Shit
The Facebook Friend

So at my first day of high school everyone had a Facebook, but I was the only one without one so when I got home I picked up my lap top and created a account.
After I set up my account, got a profile picture and posted a few pictures, a one appeared next to the friend request bar.
I was puzzled because, I just made the Facebook account so I clicked on the picture and it said no new requests. This scared me because, I swear I saw a one, but I ignored it and thought it was a bug.
I continued to mess around in my settings, changing the privacy level and security.
Then I went to my timeline and found out I had one friend so I clicked on "Friends" and a person with no profile picture showed up on the screen. At first I thought he was a stalker, but then I noticed that he had no name it was just blank.
So I clicked on him and my computer crashed then I got really pissed and didn't go on Facebook for a week. Then I suddenly started to get random calls on my and when I went to go answer the phone  would stop ringing. This really ticked me off so I shut down my phone and went to sleep two hours before I usually do.
I went to school the next morning to find out that my best friend commit suicide after I went to his funeral the police asked me some questions on why he might of killed himself. I couldn't answer any of the questions because, he had a perfect life.
He had a girlfriend, trait, as, his parents were rich and nice to him and he was never bullied. They asked if he ever got cyber bullied and I said, "No, but we can check."
So I logged onto his Facebook account, went through his timeline and friends until the officer scrolled to the very last friend was a person with the default profile picture and no name.
The moment I saw the friend I shouted, "Don't click on it," but I was to late and the officer's computer crashed. The officer brought me home telling my Mom and Dad I was not in trouble and thanked me for the help I waved goodbye and he left
Now I really wanted to know who this guy was so I logged onto Facebook and when I logged on I heard a sound that sounded like this "Ding" this was the message sound so I went to my messages and it said Hello Jack Randolf Lillygrand.
I answered the message and said, "Who are you and why are you doing this?"
He answered back, "I want to be your friend" and my computer crashed.
Then my computer turned on without me pressing the power button and my Facebook page came up and it said, "You have been poked" and then suddenly a cold sharp knife stabbed me in the back.
This story was posted to everyone's Facebook and that same day every Facebook account in the world got a friend request and poked. That day 400 people died from stab wounds. Go check your Facebook you may have a request.
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Category:Old Shit
The Factory of Depression

In Detroit, Michigan, in one of the oldest parts of town, you can find an old rundown abandoned doll factory. It will be very hard to find considering there are countless numbers of abandoned factories in the town as well. The clues to finding it will prove very helpful. The building is completely black to the point where light could never reflect off of the bricks. It is the smallest of the factories. The windows are extremely old, held up by rotten wood, and dirty foul glass. The door is also rotted and is located among the left side in a small alley. It is easy to simply push it open. Pieces of wood will fall off at the slightest touch.
You will need the brightest light to be able to even see a miniscule two feet in front of you. It is a huge mess inside so careful steps will be needed. There is only one direction you can go so follow it until the light illuminates a little easier. At this point you are in the main manufacturing room. One of two only locations of the factory. Strangely, you will not be able to see outside the windows regardless of any light source outside. Pure pitch black attains it's greatest form inside. Looking up, you can see a couple of mixing tanks with broken catwalks from above. If you're brave enough and explore much deeper, you can find the broken levers along with cracked switches. Power has been cut off from this place since God knows when. The funny smell inside is still lingering and quite displeasing. 
This factory was used in the very early 1900s to produce lifelike dolls for children. They were very realistic for their time and shipped to stores only within 3 miles. They were boxed very well. Although they weren't widely heard of considering the small shipping radius, the children adored them. However, there was always something that didn't seem right about it. It could have been the fact that the factory was built on a cheap budget by inexperienced architects. Not to mention in a place that rendered it hard to find.
The most unsettling feeling the place brings upon you is that if you stand still and listen closely, you can hear the sounds of young children weeping and wailing.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Ghoooosts
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The Fallen God of Poverty

A certain man tried this and that, but it was all no good; his luck was out. Someone said to him, "Believe in the God Benzaiten," so he did so, and waited for seven nights. On the seventh night, it became very noisy in the ceiling and suddenly a dark-colored, white-eyed, skinny creature fell down through a hole in the ceiling.
The man caught hold of him and cried, "now I have caught the God of poverty! I must have my revenge on you," and began to beat him, but the other cried out, "Don't hurt me so much! It's not my fault. There are so many of us in the ceiling I was jostled and pushed out."
The point of this story is of course that there were a large number of God of poverty collected there, so nothing the man could possibly do would bring him good fortune.
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Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Family Guy Hackers

Ever since i was three, i have been searching for the family guy hackers. I have dedicated my life to searching for the strange group of villains who defile Seth McFarlanes epic show with their malicious code and bizarre symbols. And now, through advanced search algorithms from the deep web, i have found your wretched hive.
I still remember the first time it happened.
I was three, watching a family guy funny moments video with my father. We were laughing at the clip of Stewie and Brian putting their deformed children up for adoption. My brass tuba of my fathers hearty laugh made a sweet melody as it combined with the tiny flute of a child's giggles. Little did i know that the innocence of that moment would be ruined forever.
Just as peter walked into the room, the screen started glitching out. It turned all datamoshed, and fizzled out. The blackness of the screen was soon filed with cascading ones and zeroes, the twin glyphs the made up binary code, the despicable language of hackers. Of course, three year old me didn't understand that. I was just confused. But what happened next traumatized me for life.
As suddenly as it had stopped, the video resumed playing. But this was not the Family Guy i knew and loved. Peter was wearing an anonymous mask and a hoodie that said "computers" on it. "Hey Lois, I got past a firewall!" he said. "This is freakn' sweet!"
But peters defilement was nothing compared to what had happened to Brian. His face had been painted to look like the joker (which, as i later learned, was an appropriation of gamer culture, and he was bleeding hyperrealistic blood from his eyes, except the blood was green and had binary code on it. He held up a Chromebook in which he had written in Microsoft word "SM0K3 W33D". To this day, i am unable to make any sense of this apparently random combination of letters and numbers-most likely it is a "false flag" put there to steer away the Government and the Cops.
I was terrified. This wasn't the epic show i knew! Terrified, i looked to my father for explanation, terrified. Imagine my shock when i saw not the man i once knew, but a pile of gore and organs. The shock of what you did cause my father to explode.
When i tell people about this, they say I'm crazy. They say there's no way i could find you. They say what i'm describing isn't even remotely close to how hacking works. They say that i have to leave Trader Joes because i'm "scaring the customers". But i'm the one laughing now! As you read this, i am using my deep web connections to contact some "friends". You may now them as "inky pinky, blink, and joey the fuckface" And mark my words, they will hunt you down. Say your prayers.
Because this is going to be a funny moment.
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Category:Copypasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Memes
The Family Guy Movie

We begin at the griffin household at 31 Sponner Street. Lois looks at the clock with annoyance, as Peter would be late for dinner again. Cue scene:
ACT I
scene 1
Lois: "Dear god, Petah is going to be late for dinner again!"
Meg: "Why is Dad not coming home?"
Lois: "I don't know?"
Brian: "I know why."
Chris: "I want dad to come home!"
Stewie: "stop crying Chris who cares if the Fat Man dies"
Brian: "It's because he's an alcoholic who sabotages and torments his own family. He probably doesn't care about you, me, or the kids. I'm sure he's at the Drunken Clam with his buddies right now."
Lois: "You know Brian, you might be right. I'm going to head down to The Clam right now and drag his ass home."
Brian: "That's the fucking spirit Lois!"
end scene 1
ACT 1
End scene. We now cut to Peter, Joe, Quagmire. And Cleveland at the Drunken Clam.
TV: We now return to Flintstones: The Movie."
Fred Flintstone; "They got away! What do we yabadaba-do Barney?"
Barney: "I don't know?"
Peter: "Turn it off, I'm sick seein cartoons bein' ruined in movies."
Joe: "You guys wanna get another round of drinks?"
Quagmire: "Yeah, why not? This is only our seventh round."
Lois from distance: "PETAH, GET YOUR ASS OVA HERE RIGHT NOW!"
Peter: "Lois, what the hell are you doin' here? I'm drinkin' with my buddies."
Lois: I'm sick and tired of always seeing you screwin' around with your friends and showing such little care to this family."
Peter: "But Lois, I love the family. Just the other day I talked to the chubby one. Yeah, um... Lois, what's is the chubby ones name again?"
Lois: god damn it Petah, his name is Chris. You know what, I've had it with selfish and self-centaded attitude. The kids and I are going to move to another part of the country, so we can get away from your toxic behavior."
Peter: "but... but Lo-"
Lois: "me and the kids are going to move to Kanas, and that's final. Goodbye Petah, have fun with your self-centaded life."
Lois storms out of brewery angrily
Cleveland: "Peter, I don't think that she wants to be married to you anymore."
Peter: "That's not true, she wants to be married to me."
Joe: "I think she wants a divorce man. I know Bonnie's been wanting to divorce me for a few years now."
Peter: "She ain't gonna try and divorce and take the kids."
Joe: "Look outside Peter
Peter: "Woah cool, a cement truck."
Quagmire: "Look to the left you blind idiot"
to the left is Lois, Brian, and the kids in a packed car that looks to be on a one way ticket out west.
Peter: Come back here you traitorous monsters."
Peter chases after Lois but he is too late. Lois puts the floor to the medal and goes away. Peter is left alone in Quahog, while his family intend to reach Las Vegas, Nevada. Peter doesn't know what to do or how he can track down wherever they went.
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Category:Bad Fanfiction
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
The Fan

Hello My shit reader,
Today I want to tell you about shitastic shit story.
So There was this one shitty time when I was shitting 15 and I was drunk
So one of my shitty friends said "Dude, shit on the fan"
Me being shitting drunk with shit beer said "YEAH BOI I'LL SHIT ON THA SHITTY FAN"
And then I took a prune beer mix, and I shat
Then I threw the shit at the fan...
Then the fan came to shitting life!!!
Spooky am I right?
well any shitting ways something amazing happened...
The shit fan...
came to shitting life 
wow, amazing... am I shitting right?!
but any shitting way,
The fan came shitting down and chopped off my friend's shiting head,
then I ran with all my shitting might 
and then... 
it blew up and shit flew everywhere.
And that was my shitting shit shitences to shit park
SHIT
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Excessive Profanity
Category:Overused Running Gag
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Shortpasta
The FatTosis Curse

An Discord user named "Micycle Hawk" received a DM from "CUTIES RISE UP AYAYA". Upon opening it he saw an image of an overweight version of the famous StarCraft personality Artosis. You can see a reconstruction of the image here.
This is what the DM to Micycle read:
YOU HAVE BEEN VISITED BY FATTOSIS
NOW THAT YOU HAVE SEEN HIM, YOU HAVE BEEN CURSED TO HAVE TO PLAY THE STARCRAFT REMASTERED LADDER AND ONLY PLAY AGAINST LAGGING B-RANK PROTOSS AND UNRANKED BARCODES, 5 HOURS A DAY, EVERY DAY, UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIE
TO REMOVE THE CURSE, FOLLOW THESE STEPS:
# FORWARD THIS MESSAGE AND THE IMAGE TO YOUR FAMILY, YOUR FRIENDS, AND YOUR LOCAL SERIAL BUM TICKLER
# GO TO THE MUSHROOM KINGDOM AND FIND BOWSER'S BIG BLACK CASTLE, AND PROCEED TO CROURB? ALL OVER BOWSER
# PROCEED BACK TO YOUR HOUSE AND POST A DICKBIRD ASCII IN ARTOSIS'S CHAT, YOU WILL NOT BE BANNED BY THE PRISON STATE MODS FOR THIS
# STEAL YOUR MOM'S CREDIT CARD, AND GIVE ARTOSIS A $3.33 DONATION WITH A STORY ABOUT MARIO BEING PEGGED BY PRINCESS PEACH, WHICH HE WILL NOT SKIP, AND INSTEAD FURIOUSLY MASTURBATE TO
# GET A-RANK WITH PROTOSS IN STARCRAFT REMASTERED, THEN STREAM SNIPE ARTOSIS
# BUY EXACTLY 173 KUJOU KAREN FIGURES, AND BUILD A SHRINE DEDICATED TO HER WITH THE FIGURES PLACED IN THE SHAPE OF A TERRAN GOLIATH IN THE CENTER OF THE SHRINE
# PRINT THIS MESSAGE AND IMAGE OUT, DOUSE IT IN CANADA DRY GINGER ALE, AND EAT IT
IF YOU FOLLOW THE ABOVE STEPS YOU WILL BE CURED OF THE CURSE
It is unknown whether or not Micycle had followed the instructions, as not long after this information was sent to me, a close friend of Micycle notified me that he had been found dead in his home, with a Carbot Zergling plush doll stuffed in his anus. However, the police had ruled the death an intentional suicide.
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Category:Rituwel
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Vidya games
Category:Suicide
Category:SUPR SKAREY IMAG
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Inside Jokes
The Fat Man Who Was Fat

Once there was a fat man. As implied by his description, he was very fat. Like all fat people he was always happy and jolly. However, this fat man was about to have his big fat world turned around...
This fat man's name was Faht Mahne. He loved his life. From his fat mom to his fat dad to his fat wife and his fat kids, he was a successful, heavy-set man. He had a fat house with a lot of space to sleep for both skinny and fat. Ever since he acquired McDonald's, he's been living life in the fat lane.
"Hello, world!" Faht exclaimed whilst waking up. "Dammit, Faht, why would you wake me up like that?" Replied his wife, Heftifa. "Oh, sorry Heftifa. I'm just ready for today! Aren't you?" "Perhaps," answered Heftifa. She continued, "I'm so glad the Mahne family owns McDonald's now. Ever since we've acquired it our profits are out of proportion... just like us!" 
After getting their daily routine out of the way, the couple went down to McDonald's. Suddenly, a SKELETON POPPED OUT! "Boo!" cried the skeleton. Both Faht and Heftifa became skinny. "N-no, this can't be..." Faht took a look at himself... "Faht, what are we going to do? We have to find out who did this!" Declared Heftifa. "We will," responded Faht. Nearby, a monotonous voice shouted, "You'll never catch me alive, suckers!" That person with the monotonous voice fell into a hole and got trapped. "And we'll be getting the cops here shortly," said Heftifa. "You'll never catch me alive suckers!" He reiterated.
When police came to arrest the man, the Mahnes were relieved. "We did it!"
"But...we're sitll skinny..."
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Category:Well, that was pointless.
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Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
Category:Shortpasta
The Fear Sorb

I ordered my Sun Sorb from eBay since I can't find a store which sells Sun Sorbs. I had to pay very low price, just £1.99. "I am one lucky man." I said to myself. "I have like £100, and I guess I am poor." Had to wait 1 week for my sun sorb.
==1 week later==
I got my sun sorb, except it was green and had a threatening smile and it didn't have holes, except the holes were filled with black sponge.
I decided to put the "fear sorb" on my bath. It's black bits were flashing black and white and it made a weird roaring sound. It was flying around and it grew so large that it made a hole in my ceiling. Later something REAL BAD happened. It wrote "Penis" on the wall. I was laughing so hard that I fell in my bath tub. Then a blue, rocky sphere with a cheeky-looking smile flew into my bathroom and completely filled my bathroom with the word "Penis". I died of laughter then got sent into the hospital.
==In the hospital==
I was unconscious in a bed. Had to wait 3 days so I can recover.
==3 days later==
Finally woke up. The "fear sorb" came in and told me to spell "kid amogus" backwards. Then I said "··· ··− −−· −−− −− ·−  −·· ·· −·−". Fainted again and had to wait 1 year to recover.
God fucking damn it.
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