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The Disturbing Backstory Behind Trollpasta Wiki

Trollpasta. We all know it, we all love it. But do you know the truth behind why it exists? I think not, because the Trollpasta moderators have been hiding the truth from us all this time. It’s time to reveal what the mods have hid from us for the past 200+ years.
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== The Hidden File ==
First off, I found a bunch of hidden files in Trollpasta Wiki’s database. I found normal stuff, like files of stories and account pages, but then I stumbled across one particular file… it was called “mario destruction bot.TXT” I opened the file and found something horrifying. An entire paragraph about how this so called Mario Bot would destroy the world. I started looks around more and found nothing else. This seems to be all that exists in the files.
== Suspicious Moderators ==
The next thing I noticed was that the moderators were being extremely weird. The rules state that people can edit Trollpasta stories, but when I go to some of them, it doesn’t let me edit them. Only the mods can. I grew suspicious of the mods hiding something inside the stories that they don’t want us to see. This further proves that something fishy is going on.
== Theory 1 ==
I have multiple theories on this suspicious behavior happening in the Trollpasta Wiki. My first theory is that they could be plotting to use Mario to destroy the world and claim it as Trollpasta territory. Although that sounds like the worst possible outcome, I will admit that it sounds the most possible.
== Theory 2 ==
My second theory is that maybe this bot was used in the great Trollpasta wiping of 1962. This could be possible, because maybe the reason the Mario bot could be in the files is that they trapped it so it wouldn’t cause anymore destruction.
== Theory 3 ==
My final and probably most far-fetched theory is that the Trollpasta Wiki was started by this Mario bot, and Mario is the internal being within Trollpasta Wiki. All the Trollpasta mods could be working for Mario because Mario is too tired to do anything. 
== Conclusion ==
No matter what is going on, I know for a fact that we could very well be in danger. Stay safe, and keep a watch out for the mods! 
We now all know what you “innocent” mods are planning, don’t try to hide it.
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The Doctor

I was in my house enjoying some television then I saw my dog, Henry paralysed on the floor.I rushed to the nearest vet I could find . There was a big queue of people, after a while I could see Henry go bloodshot and start throwing up. Roughly two hours later I saw a second register open up at the reception, I quickly rushed over and registered in. I saw the cost of the "operation" looked at my half-dead dog then fainted out of panic. When I woke up the lights were smashed and I was paralysed. , I heard footsteps and tried my best to run away but I had forgotten I was paralysed in my panic. I looked at the calendar and 8 days had passed. Then I realised something, I had been stuck in this god-forsaken room for 1 hour and nothing had happened yet, then I saw a beak thrusting out of the Dark and heard "next!" I was lifted to a room by an unknown person and saw a plague-doctor mask appear in front of me, then saw a cane held by a white glove and a syringe held in another glove.Then slightly muffled words came out of the mask "Hello, name please?" I tried to respond but I then realised my mouth was taped up, I felt myself passing out, then I felt a sharp pain in my arm and saw a needle being slowly injected by the same white glove. I passed out soon after the pain stopped. When I woke up I threw up, still paralysed and bleeding heavily from my arm. I heard a door open and thought I was going to be finished off. It hurt to cry, literally because  dire dehydration had set in. Then I heard more words from the mask "You have been infected, I have a cure, for five-thousand dollars"  It then grabbed my hand and put it in my pocket and lifted it out of my pocket with my credit card and rubbed it on my hand and said "beep" then injected me with another syringe, I felt immense pain and watched as a bunch of people in similar plague-doctor masks walked out. I was still on the floor, paralysed out of fear. A few minutes later I saw a policeman break into the building and watched as he removed the tape from my lips and put it in a box.The next thing I saw was a paramedic uniform and I was put into an ambulance. When I reached the hospital I was wheeled off to a room, where a doctor tested my blood looked at my arm and said "you seem to have Arsenic in your blood-stream,  enough to fit in 2 syringes." I asked weakly "do you have a cure?" The Doctor said "We do have a cure, for five-thousand dollars, otherwise you have 2 days to live"This all felt like yesterday, because it was yesterday.
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The Doctor's Office

when I got sick for the first time in forever, my best friend named James drove me to the doctors officer. It was a long drive since we lived in the middle of nowhere. After a long drive we got to our destination, a small doctors office about two hours away from home. we checked in with the lady at the desk and waited.
A doctor pulled us into a room like normal and he said "please wait here while I get some equipment" then he left the room. Me and James talked for awhile as we waited for his return. Since I was sick I felt tired and soon passed out. I had a strange dream. All I could see was the hallway outside the door covered in blood and dead bodies so badly mutilated I could not tell who they were. There was a strange shadowy figure standing in the corner completely still. It turned to face me in my dream. I could see it's white glowing eyes and his blood stained teeth smiling at something. It began to walk down the hall and stopped in front of the room I was currently in.
I woke up to see my friend asleep next to me. I shook him and he woke up. "what time is it" I asked him. He pulled out his phone and he looked shocked. "what's wrong" I asked. "it's been 24 hours, we have been in this room for 24 hours" he said in shock. We sat in silence for what felt like forever just listening to the sound of people talking right outside the room.
After awhile James decided to go look for the doctor. "I'll be right back" he said as he walked away. The second he walked through the door it closed and locked. "what the hell" he said. "open the door" I heard him scream while struggling with the door knob. I kept trying but it would not open. He let out a horrified scream and it all went silent. Blood started to enter the room from the small crack under the door. "It's ok, open the door" I heard James say. I was about to open the door but the blood made me think twice.
I remained silent for what felt like forever. "I know your in there" said a deep unhuman voice. "open the door" it said. I don't know what to do.
I have been in here for more then 50 hours. I am thirsty and hungry and confused. I am going to die either in here by my terms or out there by it. I guess I'll just lie down and die. As I close my eyes for the last time I hear it whispering my name right outside the door.
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The Doctor and Jeff the killer

"Hello i'm a doctor you may have guest already i'm here to tell u a story about a person who i did an operation on, lets begin." "Oh good your awake Jeff" "What the fuck is going on" "Jeff please don't curse" "Who the fuck are you? what the hell i'm I on this table?" "I'm the doctor Jeff and it seems that you have a case of killer and madness" "WHAT THE FUCK!?" "Jeff i said no cursing and please sit still for the operation" I walked other to a cupboard and opended it,I took out a hammer. "WHAT THE HELL ARE U DOING" "I'm just going to brake your legs" I walked other to him and then i bashed the hammer off his two legs, he was screaming but i covered my hand other his mouth."Now now Jeff if you scream your going to give my location away" I took a saw and then started to slice off his legs, he was screaming in pain,the legs came off easy. "YOU ASSHOLE SON OF A BITCH!!!" "Its ok Jeff now that you legs are gone you can't run away now" so i said. I went other to the sink to wash my hands from the blood but somehow he manged to free him self.He was crawling for the door but I ran other and stabbed a large knife into his hand and the knife got stuck in the wooden floor. "Jeff its ok the operation is nearly over all I have to do now is do a heart transplant" This shocked Jeff in fear and put fear into the rest of his body. " YOUR FUCKING INSANE! YOUR GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL YOU DO KNOW" "Jeff I have already been in hell because this place is hell" I took a small cutting knife and walked other to him and sliced off some of his skin "Jeff stop moving it will just get worse he he" and i sliced more of his skin off and more and more till i could see some of his ribs I was now slicing almost all of his skin off " look Jeff its your rib cage, i'm going to have to do something about that" I grabbed his rib and soon pulled it off, I must have pulled off at least 10 ribs. "FUCK YOU UR A FUCKING INSANE BITCH!!!" "I know i am" I soon started to pull out some organs but not the lungs I needed him to live a bit longer "Now for the heart Jeff" I put my hand on to the heart it was squishy, and with one pull his heart came out "y-oo-u ff-uu-ck-inng aaa-sss- hoollle" I walked other to a jar and put his heart in, and put a label on it and I wrote on it saying "JEFF THE KILLER'S HEART"
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The Dog

There was once a little boy that lived in San Diego that desperately wanted a dog.
He begged his mother to get him one, but she would either refuse or say "you are not old enough."
Eventually he gave up the idea about getting a dog at all.
Until one day he found a stray dog walking around.
When the dog saw the boy, it ran up and licked the boy on the face.
The boy named the dog Muttson.
Happy for finally getting a dog, he brought it home.
Scared his mother would say something about the dog, he hid it in his room.
In the middle of the night his mother came into his room, because she heard the little boy talking to someone.
She opened the door and screamed when she saw the appalling sight.
The boy was hugging the corpse of a dog that had no eyes and decaying flesh that was infested by maggots.
The boy tells his mom, "See? I told you I would get a dog."
His mom put on gloves and picked up the corpse of the dog and buried it in the back-yard.
The boy got mad at his mom and told her, "You can't separate us mom, I hate you."
The next day she took the little boy to an asylum, because he was clearly mentally unstable.
5 months later he was released because they believed he was sane.
Later that day police get a call from a neighbor that lives next door to the boy.
The neighbor claimed that he heard angry and violent noises coming from the house.
The police kicked down the door to the boy's house only to discover a gruesome sight.
The boy's mother was dead; she had been stabbed in the throat 57 times and in the heart 13 times.
They later found the boy in his room pretending to pet a dog with one hand and licking a blood covered knife in the other.
The boy was also covered head to toe in his mother's blood.
The police ask the little boy why he did it.
The boy responded by saying, "Muttson told me to do it."
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The Doll

In a small American town there was a young girl named Lucy who was looking around an old toy shop with her mother.
It was her 8th birthday and she was very excited, being able to pick out her own birthday present… she felt like a grown up.
Lucy looked high and low around the old toy shop until her bright blue eyes became fixed on a lovely blonde haired doll sitting all on its own in a dusty corner.
“I want this one mommy” Lucy yelled gleefully as she picked up the doll. “it’s so pretty” Lucy said as she thrust the doll into her mother’s face. “Very well then” her mother said.
Some minutes later they returned home, Lucy ran upstairs to play with her new doll.
Hours had passed and it was now Lucy’s bedtime. “come on lucy, its time for bed” her mother said tucking the little girl into her bed. “ok, but my dolly says she wants to sleep in my bed tonight” Lucy replyed gleefully as she placed the doll onto her pillow.
Afew hours had passed and Lucy woke up from a bad dream, sitting on her bed she’d suddenly noticed that her doll was sitting up too… facing her, it scared Lucy for a second until she heard “lucy lucy i’m on your bed, lucy lucy i’ll cut off your head”
Lucy screamed and jumped out of bed as fast as she could, her mother burst in asking what was wrong, “i’m scared of dolly, can you put her someone” Lucy begged… her mother took and put it at the bottom of the stairs in a small cupboard they had by the front door”.
Lucy felt calm, as she tryed to fall back to sleep she suddenly heard “lucy lucy i’m on the stairs, lucy lucy i’m at your door, lucy lucy i’m on your bed, lucy lucy i’ll cut off your head”.
She screamed in terror as she saw her doll standing at the edge of her bed. Her mother burst through the door yet again, seeing the doll she assumed Lucy was playing a trick on her for attention, “this isn’t funny Lucy, now go to sleep, you can have this back in the morning” lucy’s mother said as she grabbed the doll, locking her in a cupboard in the kitchin.
Lucy sat on her bed shaking in fear of what could happen, she pulled the cover over her head… suddenly she heard a loud thud…. “lucy lucy i’m on the stairs, lucy lucy i’m at your door, lucy lucy i’m on your bed, lucy lucy i’ll cut off your head”
But before the scared girl could let out a single sound from her mouth it was too late.
*beep beep beep* the alarm in Lucy’s bedroom was sounding, it was 7am.. “LUCY!! TURN IT OFF PLEASE” her mother shouted…….. no answer!
“lucy??” her mother said opening Lucy’s bedroom… “its time to get up”
Pulling the covers back lucy’s mother screamed in horror as she saw Lucy disfigured corpse lying under the blanket… her head had been sliced off and was missing from the bed.
Lucy’s mother fell to her knee’s… looking around the room for evidence of a break in she noticed the doll, sitting in Lucy’s corner chair.. grinning at her.. sitting on top of poor Lucy’s head!!
Fin.
 on September 26, 2012
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The Doom That Threatens Us All

Late last night I was passing through a sleepy town in the damnable and abominably cursed hills of Kentucky when I come upon a Chipotle that was somehow still open. I stopped in to get a burrito and instructed the dead-eyed, inhumanoidly tall burrito master to load it up with brown rice, black beans, pulled pork, and... wait, what was this green sludgy stuff with little hands and eyeballs randomly forming only to be resorbed into the grotesque, writhing mass? "Sure", I said, "put some of that in there too!"
I arrived home shortly before sunrise and collapsed into bed. My insides felt like all the demons of hell were battling to escape. Suddenly I let rip with a fart so powerful and rank that it defies all description! The windows blew out and ghastly green vapors flowed down into the streets below. I just kept blowing ass for what felt like and eternity before finally passing out.
When I awakened, I found my town had been transformed into a Silent Hill-esque hellscape awash in foul, greenish vapor. The dead shambled about at random, their flesh half eaten away by the acidic miasma. It seems my flatulence now has the power to bring hell on Earth! All day I've been ripping ass, unable to end thus unholy curse. I fear my intestinal turmoil will soon plunge the whole world into chaos. Someone please... stop me before I fart again!
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The Door Man

I'm a guy who likes to stay inside my house all day, doesn't everybody do that? Oh well.
Anyway, let me tell you about the most scary story you've ever seen...
It all started when I was playing call of duty. And hear footsteps on my stairs, I see a shadow, with a knife, since I like creepy stuff I go and look at it. Nothing, I was surprised but happy because I thought it was just my crazy head, I thought... I continue playing, and die by a player named "teh_d00r_men" I thought it was a strange name, and exited because I had to eat lunch. Suddenly I hear a doorbell.
I open my door nothing. After I eat my lunch I hear a second doorbell, I open it nothing. I go up, and on my floor, in sharpie it is written, "doors" I thought it was my cat, and moved on. next I go up stairs and see a paper taped to the wall saying "the door man" And then I remember something, that was the name of the call of duty player! I get suspicious... I go take a nap. When I wake up, I get up I hear a knock, I open it, and see a dead body, in blood it is written, "doors, i like doors do you" then I see a shadowy figure, looking at me from the staircase, it knocks me out, I wake up in bed, getting nightmares to this very day, I don't remember anything else...
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The Door of Doom

So one day I was just sitting on a couch watching TV until I heard a knock on my front door, so I got up and ran to the door and opened it, I said "Hello?" only to find nothing, not a single person at my door. I though some kids were playing Ding-Dong Ditch and they had rung my door and tricked me. I shut the door and went back to my living room, only to hear another knock. This time I ran to the door and opened it while saying "Hello?". There was no-one again so I shut it again. As soon as I did I heard the knock yet again! So I ran to it again to open it, only to find nothing, again. I yelled "Scram, pesky kids!". I slammed the door shut and heard the knock once again...but this time, I heard a voice say "Don't you slam this door." I opened it again quickly to see nothing. After closing the door again I heard it say "Come out, come out..." I opened the door again to see as you expected; nothing. I almost lost it and screamed "CAN YOU JUST SHOW YOURSELF?!". I slammed the door yet again to hear "Open your door and check your mat." I did what it said and opened my door again. I looked at my mat to see a dead rat on it, I got disgusted and threw it off the mat. Then I closed the door again. This time I managed to get to my living room without hearing a knock, but only 2 minutes later I heard it once again. I sighed, walking to it again to open it. But this time I saw something on my doormat again. It was a note. I picked it up and read it. It said "I'M COMING." in all caps, but I replied with "Go ding-dong ditch someone else, pests." I regretted saying that to this day because when I shut my door, at that same moment, The door once again knocked. I opened it, and then a Skeleton popped out and punched me in the face. It said in a deep tone "Take that, sucker!" as he slammed the door shut. The punch left a bruise on my face, and to this day; Every time I look in a mirror, that bruise reminds me of that Skeleton.
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The Download

1%, 2%, 3%
Your download is starting.
4%
Took a while to get this far.
10%
Still a long way to go.
10%, 10%, 10%
Buffering...
Unknown%
What does that mean?
Download failed.
No! You think. You need to download that new game your friend kept telling you about! You start the download again.
1%, 1%, 1%
Download must have had another problem.
2%
"Oh, no" you say, realizing the download still works. Has your voice gotten' deeper?
15%
Come on...
Download failed.
By now, your computer is way below your head. You feel taller.
You start the download again.
1%
Come on!
16%
Wow, the download is going faster.
40%
Almost half way done!
40%
NO!
Download failed
By now you feel stronger and more mature than ever. But you still need to download this game! You start the download again.
1%
You start feeling weaker. Must be cause you've sat at your computer for so long!
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Download is really zipping by now! It's going by faster than you can walk! You hear some noises coming from your lawn. Must be those dang kids.
66%
Almost done...
88%, 88%, 88%
Froze again...Download failed.
"Dagnabbit" you cough. You start the download again.
1%,44%
Fastest the download has ever been.
78%
Almost done...
100%
Yes! Wait...you can't breathe!
You gasp and choke before dying a slow, quiet death.
Download complete. Thank you for downloading "thegameoflife.exe"
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The Drawing

My daughter came home from school today and handed me a picture she drew in class! She's autistic, so I make sure to greet all of her endeavors with the utmost positivity. I kindly accepted the picture and gave her a big hug, she said "luvu dadu", kissed my cheek and ran outside to play on her swingset. I smiled watching her run off, content and happy with her life. After batting back a tear of happiness I turn my attention to the picture. It was a typical childs picture, there was a square house with a triangle roof, clouds, a yellow sun in the corner and people. There was me and her, or a tall stick-figure holding the hand of a small stick-figure, each with their own label above their heads "Lily" and "Thomas". We were standing to the right of the house. I put the picture onto the fridge with a Colorado Rockies magnet I got from the airport in Denver. I then opened the fridge to grab a beer, and shut the fridge. I took one last glance at the picture as I turned to walk to the sink. I had to look again, there was a stick figure who wasn't there before. Their head was visible from behind the other side of the house, they had a frown and the tilted "angry eyebrows" and above them was written mommy. My heart sank,
Lily's mom died during childbirth, and Lily knew nothing of her.
"AHHHHHHH DADU!!" Oh no, Lily. I ran outside to Lily who had screamed. She was lying on the ground holding her face, groaning. I ran to her and held her, "Lily, are you ok? What happened sweetie?" trying to be as calm and comforting as I could. She managed to say through her tears "There... was, a lady, looking, at me, from, the side, of the, house, I went, to say, hi, and, she, scratched, my face, and...and...Dadu, I'm, scared"
I picked her up, telling her its ok and ran inside. I laid her on the couch and ran back to the fridge. The angry figure was gone. I ripped the picture off the fridge and took it to the stove to burn it. I set it on a burner and turned the dial. The flame clicked on and started burning the picture from the edges inwards. I gave it one last look as flames engulfed the simple brown house, and I saw the face again. This time, it was showing again through the window in the house. "AHHHHHHHHHH DADU!!!"
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