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Luna Burgess

Luna Brugress was your average girl. She had blue and pink hair that covered her one eye, green eyes, pale skin, and a pink hoodie. She was shy, sweet, smart, emo, and depressed, and loooved video games and creepypastas! Everyday, she would spend hours reading creepypastas and playing video games. It was the only thing that distracted her from the fact that she was bullied at school and abused by her parents. 
One day at school, she found a note attached to her locker. It said "You are a loser and should kill yourself". Luna was heartbroken. She heard the two popular girls laughing and saw them pointing at her, so she knew it was them. That night she ran home and cried. At 3 am, she heard a knock at the window. She looked at the window. In the window was
"Slenderman!!!" She gasped! What was slenderman doing outside Luna's bedroom? Suddenly Luna had to go to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and gasped. She had wolf ears and a tail, her eyes were red and black and dripping black fluid, and she had devil horns and wings! She was soo scary! She suddenly had a Urge to kill her parents by stabbing them with a kinfe she found lying around the house, which she did. Then she deiced to kill the popular girl, Janet for giving her the note.
She made her way over to her house and broke in her window. Janet automatically sat up and screamed. "Who are you?!" she yelled. "Why don't you recognise me Janet?" the intruder said and removed her mask and reviled that she was Luna! "Remember the note you put on my locker? Well that made me upset." Luna said, her eyes flashing red and wolf ears twitching. Janet was sad. Please don't kill me she said but Luna was going to kill her. Before that she said "Have sweet dreams" and then
Luna stabbed her in the chest with the knife and cut off her face and used that face as a mask.
As she was leaving Janet's house, slenderman stopped her and asked "hey do you want to be my proxy" and she said "Yes!". And she went on to kill more people as slendermans proxy.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:MARY SUE ALERT
Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Lurkers

Their spiny fingers prick, and screech
Searching for things that they seek
In the darkness they lurk
Hiding, plotting, and scheming their works
You sleep, and they creep into your dreams
Surrounding your being, beginning to feast
As you begin to die, you are in for a surprise
You stir awake, and it was just a dream.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Dreams
Category:Morons Attempting Poetry
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Lycanthropy

The Werewolf is just a silly legend made for scary stories, horror movies and (the worst of it all) teen icons, right?
But what if the creature was based on real accounts?
There are legends that date back to when humans were living in tribal communities that seem to verify this. While the idea of a shape shifter is rather absurd, the origin of the concept is a bit more interesting.
As some of you may know, long ago, humans had a very special and complicated relationship with animals. They were feared, yet hunted. Hated, yet worshipped. A large predator could snag one of your offspring when you weren't looking. However, many of the ancient deities and spirits took the form of these same predators.
Ancient Shamans and tribe leaders admired these beasts. They were strong. They were fast. They could hunt well. They admired them so much so, that when the leaders and warriors went out to do hunting of their own, they would often dress in the skins of these animals, so that they may emulate the beast's strength and ability. There was once a Native American tribe that worshiped wolves. Back in 1949, a shocking discovery was made by the Kentucky farmer named A.C. Ayres.
He stumbled upon a burial mound that contained the skeleton of a Native American male, from the group refereed to as "the Adena Culture." His disjointed skeleton was taken to a lab and reassembled to try to get an idea of what the man looked like. What they found was enough to make one's blood run cold. Among the pieces of the bones of the man, a few shards turned out to be non-human. When examined, it was found that they were cut from the skull and jaw of a wolf. A similar discovery was made 10 years prior at a different archaeological dig in Montgomery County, Kentucky, not too far from the skeleton they had just acquired.
When they examined the young man's skull, they found the front teeth to be missing, despite the fact that the rest of the teeth were in good shape. This meant that they were most likely removed intentionally during his lifetime. When the skull was complete, the team could not help but notice that the bones from the wolf fit perfectly in the space where the man's teeth were removed.
Is it possible that a sect of the Adena people worshiped and emulated the werewolf? The truth could be more horrifying than anything Hollywood could ever dream up.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Old Shit
Lying About Service Dogs

I work in a restaurant. We only allow dogs in if they are service dogs. If anyone comes in with any dog I ask;
"Is it a service dog?"
With a big wink to give them the opportunity to lie to me making it obvious I want them to.
If at first they say "no" I reply with "are you sure? This dog here? Sure looks like a service dog to me. Are you sure this is not a service dog?" with another big wink
Always works.
I love dogs
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Animulz
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Lyon's Haunting Melody

5/28/2012
Not sure what happened... me and a friend of mine were chatting and he shared with me a song. A familiar song... from Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones... Lyon. The song had a good melody... but it strangely hinted at insanity... nevertheless, I listened to it. He then started talking about how it linked itself in chat... which was strange. Only he could see it. At first I thought he was messing with me, I always was easily scared, but then he seemed to get really concerned... he then sent me a screenshot, which I will add to this post eventually.
After he closed the tab the song was open in (it had deep meaning to him) it posted faster... much faster... until he removed his headphones... it stopped then. But there were more and more oddities (like me appearing to be logged out, him randomly logging out, etc.) Still not believing it was real... I jokingly taunted the being that was causing it, yet pretending there was jokingly, not believing it... then the song started to echo in my mind...it's strange... it seems to be getting louder..
5/28/2012 Time: 10 PM
This is the one who was being haunted. I first heard this melody when i was just a kid.. It was my comfort, because i had been acting up and was losing my mind... One time i smashed a kids face into a pole for touching me. The song head great meaning to me, but now i see it just haunts me. I hope one day ill be able to rid of this... and hope that no one else gets stuck in this loop of being haunted by the music.... it was my melody, now it haunts me.
5/29/2012
It's done... they're all dead... he's dead... his family... his friends... everything he believed in, is dead...
Remember... when you listen to a melody... MY melody... it may hold a malevolent being like me...
Now listen to the song... listen... listen...
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Jornel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
M&M's

Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels.
Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them breaks and splinters. That is the "loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round.
I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theater of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.
Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.
When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc., Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3x5 card reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding purposes."
This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free 1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this "grant money." I have set aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we will discover the True Champion.
There can be only one.
Category:Pre-Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:EVIL FOOD
Category:BATTELS
Category:Shortpasta
M.I.L.K./Part 1

Date uploaded (trollpasta.com): 1/18/23
==Part 1==
Ok, here's a recap: I bought a game I remembered, my computer's shit, and the game is normal... is what I would be saying if I didn't mention THIS: the game wasn't like I remembered.Michael, who usually has a head resembling that of a bull's skull (after all, he is one), pale skin, and no mouth, said hello, like usual, but did not ask for my name, instead, he said that he hadn't seen me in ages. He invited me back inside his classroom, and everyone was gone... well, at least the students who would usually be there sitting at their desks, flying paper airplanes with secret messages on them. In their places were students of every sort, and of every color, and I then noticed that on their desks were... actually, there were the usual sheets of loose leaf paper and answering pads. 
Michael then asked if I wanted to learn Math, History, or Reading, and I chose History.
The first question was a true or false question. It asked if Columbus really discovered America. I chose false. I mean, come ON, has anyone even seen the Native Americans?! I turned out to be correct, and I moved on to question two. This time, it asked:
Who was the first president of the United States?
A: Bill Clinton
B: Harry Truman
C: George Washington
D: John F. Kennedy
I chose C because, well, take a wild guess. Now came problem 3. It asked me this:
a r e h u m a n s e d i b l e ?
What. The. Fuck. I did not expect that at ALL. Anyways, I answered yes, because I thought it was what the game wanted me to say. And, I was correct.
After that mess, Michael gave me a quarter, like he usually would whenever I'd get all questions correct. However, this quarter was covered in... blood.
No, not hyperrealistic blood, just... blood. 
I shrugged it off and pikcked it up anyway, and Michael let me explore for a bit. And in my exploration, I found something disturbing.
To be continued...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Hyper-realistic
M.I.L.K./Part 2

Ahhh, shit. I haven't updated this in a while.
Here's what happened... so I found a message that said:
UR VF JNGPUVAT.
...whatever the fuck that means. 
I just continued on with the game without a care in the world... then the game showed a... thing... for about 1/15 of a second, and then my computer shut down and started to spill out red ooze. I think it was blood.
So I've been without the game for a while until I got myself a newer computer and an older one with Windows 95. The new one to do my work, and the old one to play M.I.L.K.
So I reinstalled the game and... surprisingly enough... no errors or messages!
Just kidding! The game had more messages that were confusing! One said something in both English and the same weird code from before:
MICHAEL VF N QRZBA. UR JVYY RNG LBH.
THE FUCK?!? I am utterly confused! How am I supposed to figure out that?!?
I eventually decided to force quit the game and check if there was anything wrong with it, and I found a printable code cracker.
Among all things.
SO... it turns out that the messages say this:
HE IS WATCHING.
MICHAEL IS A DEMON. HE WILL EAT YOU.
...what? So this game IS cursed?!?
Fuck it, I'm going to complete this game once and for all...
==Police report==
Recently, a man has been ripped to shreds by some sort of unknown animal. We found some sort of game next to his body. We are working closely with professionals to determine what animal did such a thing.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Shortpasta
M.I.L.K./Prologue

Upload date (trollpasta.com): 1/16/23
==Prologue: Before All Hell Broke Loose==
Hi. My name is David. I have a run of the mill job, my wife and 2 kids love me dearly, and I have this crappy computer from 2003 that can only run games like LEGO Island and Windows XP.
Since my computer was so stinky, I went on MyPal (remember, this is Windows XP!) and searched for some games on the wonderful world of eBay.com.
After scrolling for hours, I found a game that I suddenly remembered very well... that game was M.I.L.K.
I loved that game growing up. I learned math and writing whilst going around the wonderful school called P.S. 65.
Of course, I bought it for about $3.00. Yup. You heard me. THREE. U.S. DOLLARS. and the game came around two days later.
The box gave off a huge wave of nostalgia. I opened up the contents, took out the jewel case, and popped the CD into my computer.
The game's AutoPlay menu started, and I clicked the install button. It installed, but then it said I wasn't worthy. Worthy to what? I ignored that by clicking OK, and the AutoPlay menu came back again.
I clicked play and then I saw the two logos that I haven't seen in ages... the Made With Macromedia logo and the Major Head logo.
Then the game started like it normally would. The most catchy theme song, Michael greeting me and asking for my name, and walking me through the school. But something felt off.
To be continued...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Shortpasta
MACHAL

I remember the day I met MACHAL. He stood there, a crap-eating grin on his, no, it's face. Whatever foul copycat lurked behind that smile, I ain't fully aware of, but the only thing I knew was that I had to run. The creature looked at me, it's demonic eyes resembling that of a fly.
It leaped forward. It didn't try to kill me instantly. It put its face against mine, its eyes locked on mine, and soon it started to change. Eventually, it resembled me. It knocked me out, dragging me away.
I woke up in hospital, my leg in a brace. The doctor told me that I had been assaulted by a psycho who drove off in their car. I tried to explain that thing wasn't a human, but they dismissed it as a result of the hit.
I sat there in bed all day, and at night, he came. A silhouette in the window, he climbed through. The creature shed its fake visage and leaped on me. I could not comprehend it's true form.
It was almost if it was coated in static. I kicked and knocked it off me. The creature fled as a doctor entered the room, "he's in karmic arrest" she screamed just before I fainted.
When I woke up, I was in a wrecked emergency room. Two tall creatures similar to the one that had caused this dilemma stood in front of me, whilst behind me, MACHAL stood. The two "nurses" had the nametags SAMMY and RICH.
Soon, I lay there as they performed surgery on me. They had a feast on anything spare or stuff like the liver that could grow back. When I woke up, they had left a note explaining this, it read:
"Thanks for donating us your fat, liver, etc. ;)".
All I could do was be thankful that they didn't permanently put me into karmic arrest. But I question why he was able to track me, was there someone behind this mess. I have felt like I was been stalked for months, was this predatory beast the one doing that.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:That just raises more questions!
MAGGAMAN - THE LOST GAME.

Hi my name is Thomas. I like the Mega Man series! I really do! Believe me! I've played them all! No really, guys!
Anyway, I was sitting and playing Mega Man LEGENDS On my playstation. (I liked how you could explore the areas) When out of my ear I spotted the UPS Bro drop something at my doorstep. I put the game on pause and rushed to see what was up. It was a package from my friend DYLAN! I hadn't heard from him in months! I opened it up and inside was a case and a note that said
"thomas plz help bro, he wants to kill me. im not going to tell you his name because that would break your curiosity, and the story wouldn't have a plot! burn the SHIT OUTTA DIS DISC!"
That was strange but i just threw it away, Dylan up to his old tricks again! I wonder why I haven't heard from him. Anyway, the disc was just a blank CD, but in RED Sharpie, 
"MEGA-MAN.EXE" Was written on it. This was strange, I couldn't even comprehend how strange this was. Mega Man should be two words, not hyphenated! But when I saw the words "Mega Man" I got so excited and went to go play it on my laptop.
When I looked at the files, I found it strange that the file "MEGA-MAN.exe" was 66.6 MB. But my computer could hold that much space! When I started it, The Mega Man 2 Title screen popped up! Yeah! A Classic game! But this was strange because when I pressed start the Screen turned RED. And Mega Man turned Purple and GREEN, And BLOOD Was coming out of his eyes. There was a loud SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH And it broke my ears! Then a new screen popped up with the purple/green Mega Man and it said: "I AM MAGGAMAN, THOMAS. YOU ARE DISGUSTING AND IM GOING TO EAT YOU." This was strange. So then he came out of the computer and charged his mega buster. How cool! I remember when you could do that in the game! He's aiming it at me! Is he going to shoot! He better NOtjigr]aieva8dfshgaiern
I AM MAGGAMAN. YOU WILL DIE NEXT.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Vidya games
Category:File Extensions
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Im died
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Stupid is as the main character does
MAH POKEYMAN THEERY

THIS IS 9000.1% TRUE!!! EVEN THOUGH I HAVE NO EVIDENCE TO BACK UP ANY OF IT! EVIDENCE IS FOR PUSSIES!
It's time everyone knew the truth about Pokémon! They're DEMONS FROM HELL and their "trainers" have signed over their souls to them! This was the intention from the start!
What? it was originally intended to be a game about collecting and fighting BUGS?! DON'T BELIEVE IT FOR A SECOND! IT'S A LIE! IT'S ALL LIES! SHATORI TAJI IS LYING TO YOU! He SAYS he was inspired by his childhood bug-collecting hobby, but that's all just a cover-up! You see, he was a Satanist who wanted to spread the word of Satanism to Japan's children when he pitched the Capsule Monsters concept to Nintendo! My uncle's dog's acupuncturist's hairdresser, who TOTALLY worked for Game Freak in 1990, told me so! AND SHE'D NEVER LIE TO ME...would she?
...would she?
...shit.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:THERY
Category:Pokemon
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
MAI FILL IN DA BLANKS CREEPYPASTA

Hello. My name is gay and I worked as a stripper at Nickelodeon Studios. I usually get to watch episodes days before they air. Once, me and several co-workers got to view a new episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic before it aired. Usually, there are comical titles to the episodes, sort of work realated chuckles, like a title would have a fake title like "PATRIXXX" instead of "Spongebob." So, when we saw the title was "PATRIXX," we shrugged it off and continued with the episode. It started with 77-year-old Rebecca Black singing. Suddenly, the characters vajayjays got hyper-realistic. It was amazing. Then, PATRIXXX killed everybody with a spoon. I was so scared, I jizzed myself and one of the interns masturbated out of the room. Then, a quick picture lasted one frame, so we had to rewind the tape, where we saw a trollpasta. It was scareh. It was so scareh, I jizzed myself again, and we continued with the episode. Then, we heard screaming, and PATRIXXX was holding a spoon, then a voice said YOUR MOM'S FAT, and then PATRIXXX killed us all. Then, the tape suddenly exploded, so that's why I can't show you the video. My friend caused suicide later, and his note said "My dick was too small." Then, I visited his vajayjay and then a skeleton popped out.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:EVIL PATRIXXX
Category:Wall of Text
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Suicide
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
MAKELMOAR DIES AT THE TRIFT SHOPPE

One day Macklemore and Ryan Lewis were bored, so they went to the thrift shop. Ryan Lewis decided to buy a big ass coat, while Macklemore went to the good will, and popped some tags. Someone suspicious walked in, he was wearing a Gucci t-shirt. He greeted him by saying "What up I got a big cock." The man was very suprised. "Sorry I'm just pumped, I just bought some shit at the thrift shop." "Ok," said the man in Gucci. Macklemore decided to tell him: "Yo, that's $50 for a t-shirt." The suspicious man looked at his feet and said softly "Oh, he got the velcro." Macklemore responded "Bought them at the thrift shop, made them cool." "Ok." said the man in Gucci. Macklemore could tell this man was being swindled and pimped, sheeeit. So he said "Limited edition, let's do some simple addition, $50 for a t-shirt, that's some ignorant bich sheeeit." The man got angry. "Quit being like that, you can't tell me what do do." Macklemore responded with "Is that your grandma's coat?" The man in Gucci pulled a gun. "I'm gonna pop a cap in your ass, give me all your money in your pocket!" Macklemore game him $20. The man proceeded to shoot Macklemore. Ryan Lewis tackled the man in Gucci and knocked him out. "This is fucking awesome" he said. Then he looked at his dying friend. "You can't die! You hella woah!" he shouted. Macklemore responded by saying "Get me that big fur coat to bury me in." Ryan Lewis said "But it.. it smells like R.Kelly's sheets. Pisssssssssssssssss." Macklemore said his last words. "But shit, it was 99 cents!" and he took his last breath. You could faintly hear the sound of a little kid. "Goodwill! Popping tags!"
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta