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Walter White's Bizarre Adventure

My name is Gus Fring, I'm 43 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Albuquerque, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an owner of Los Pollos Hermanos, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight, I wouldn't lose to anyone.
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Walter White Theory

After the end of Malcolm in the MIddle, the mom, Francis, Reese, Malcolm, Jamie and the other child they presumably had afterwards all died, leaving just Dewey and Hal.
With Hal constantly switching careers and failing at each one, he was unable to financially support himself and his son. With this, he became involved with loan sharks whom he borrowed money from and was unable to pay them back.
As a result of this, Hal decided to escape his debt by disappearing from his old town, changing his name to Walter White and Dewey's to the same and worked as some chemistry professor or something, I don't know. I don't care and that's, like, the beginning of Breaking Bad. He also got remarried.
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Waluigi's Murder

Ok This Was A Hard Experience For Me I Dont Like Talking About It But Ill Tell You Everything.
It was a normal saterday for me I Went To Get A Drink From The Kitchen And Made Myself Some Cereal,
I Walked through to the Sitting Room And Started Eating I Didnt Feel Like Watching TV I Was Bored With The Games I Already Had On My DS So I Decided To Go And Buy One From The Shop Then I Remembered I Was trying To Save My Money so i went to the car boot sale (Garage sale) instead, i drove up a saw there was not much people there but that didnt bother me I Emediatly saw a video game stall but they had no DS games, then I Heard It What I Shouldnt Of listened Too A Man Said In A Deep Voice "Hey Kid Come Over Here I Want To Show You Something, I Have This Old Game You Can Have" I Saw The Game was Super Mario 64 DS and Im A Massive Mario Fan So I Emeditly said "How Much?" He Said "Free If You Promise Not To Let Any Wone Else See Or Know About it" He Shoved It In My Hands I Looked At It And When I Looked Back He was Gone I Decided To Go Home To Play it.
When I Got Home I Saw That my Ds Was On The Table Like It Was Waiting for Me To Play I Was Confused But Didnt really care Because I Just Got A Brand New Game For FREE! I Opened My DS To see It Was Already On I Put The Game In And Imediditly It Opened the Game it loaded up with a black screen and went directly to the screen where you choose your game save I saw there was a game save already with 24 Stars I Chose To Make A New File But It Made Me Select The Already Saved Game It Loaded Up I Was Kind Of Bummed So I Went And Ran Around the place I Was Mario By The Way I Went Up To The hedges And Noticed They Were In The Shape Of Luigi's Sign And Spun My Screen And It Was The Waluigi Sign Then It Happened A White Glove Covered In Dirt Came Up And Grabbed Marios Ancle And Then Draged Him Under The Ground I Apeared To Be In A Room Which Was Like Boo's Haunt Library And Then Waluigi Started Walking Towards Mario I Couldnt Move Mario Was Doing The Thing Where HE Sleeps He Was Getting Closer By The Second I Was Drasticly Pressing Buttons Waluigi Had Blood Shot Eyes And Was Holding A Knife He Got So Close That... You Know What Happens From Here...
Originally posted on the Creepypasta Wiki forums.
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Wanda and the Alien: Lost Episode

Have you ever heard of a kids' show called Wanda and the Alien? It's about a rabbit named Wanda who befriends a alien who crash lands in the woods near her home, it's very popular on Channel 5 and Nick Jr, but there's a lost episode not many know. Hi, I'm George Anders, I'm 17 and living in Liverpool, England. Last week, I was on a website called Archive, when I saw a link that read "WANDA-121", which reminded me of the show I mentioned earlier. I clicked on the link and it showed a message:
"This is a lost episode of the British children's TV series "Wanda and the Alien" called "Alien Moves Out", it was gonna be the series finale, but Channel 5 rejected it, only watch this at 12:00 Midnight" 
I was curious, so I called my friend, 18-year-old Dave Welder and he didn't believe me at first, but when I described the description I read, he decided to meet me at midnight. 
It was 12:00 midnight, me and Dave went on Archive, clicked the link, and turned on the video, we both shuddered. The intro was normal, then nothing was. 
The episode started out with Alien going into his rocket without Wanda, Wanda only stood with her family, waving goodbye with tears in her eyes, the next scene transitioned to Wanda reading a book on a park bench with her mother, when suddenly her mom pauses suddenly, wind rustles through the trees, and she pulls out a dagger and sticks it in her neck, Wanda only watches with horror. Me and Dave were shocked. 
The next scene appeared, Dave shut his eyes, two cows were talking, then suddenly a group of squirrels were jumping off a very high tree and dying on impact as the same wind blows. 
Dave was horrified, so was I. The next scene showed a bunch of suicides, which were all equally graphic, it showed the same two cows jumping into a river, it then showed a herd of sheep running towards a truck, then Wanda's siblings were drinking poison, finally Wanda herself said, "I'm coming, Alien" as she slit her throat with a razor, it then cut to black. Dave puked, I fainted, we never went onto Archive again. 
I'm confessing this because just recently, Dave was killed in a car accident, he was only 19 years old. I bet the episode caused the crash. 
Seriously, stay the fuck away from this episode.
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Wanda the Fish and His Quest For The Meaning Of Life

==CHAPTER 1: THE MYSTERIOUS ORB==
I am a fish, but it's not so bad. My name is Wanda, by the way. I'd say I have a pretty normal life for a fish. I have friends, family, anything a fish could ever want. I usually spend my days just relaxing and swimming around, eating fish eggs or worms or whatever comes around. Sometimes some bread will appear at the surface of the water, but it's usually eaten before I can have any. I live in a large lake, and I am about as large as any fish that comes around. It's rather nice and relaxing, really.
My story starts with an urban myth. As children, we were told stories about fish who are lured away by worms or insects that are just floating in the middle of the water, attached to a small hook that the hungry fish usually don't notice until it's too late. The story usually ends with the fish going missing, or it's bones being found at the bottom of the lake somewhere.
Well, when minding my own business one day, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Something very bright and shiny and yellow. When I quickly turned to look at it, nothing was there. Curious, I swam about looking for this mysterious object. Before long I was lost. I had ended up in an area of the lake that I had never been to before. After looking around for a bit, I finally saw it! In the distance there was a yellow shiny orb floating, just waiting for me to investigate!
  
Once I had swam over to the orb my eyes widened with awe. There was a small scrabble written right on the top. It read:
==CHAPTER 2 NOT FINISHED. COME BACK LATER.==
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Wander over yonder creepypasta

did you ever hear of the new disney channel show wander over yonder? it seemed like a very good show with nothing to hide , until i heard the theme song in reverse . it said the words , now your never , now your never , now your always , now your always , im sorry , im so sorry , do do you do , remember me? do do you do , remember me? do do you do. i was shocked . what could that mean? i was up until 2:00 in the morning trying to figure it out , but nothing. i whent to my bedroom and at 5:00 in the morning to see something very odd on my tv , it was a wander over yonder commercial! i knew that i put my tv off before i whent to bed at 2:30 . the commercial was very odd. it showed commander peepers dying in a hospital , and it also showed wander dying from old age and going to hell. at the end of the commercial it showed the intro for 3:00 while the song smells like teen spirit played backwards and at the end of the song all he said was i hate you! i hate you! i hate you! my tv whent to static and never saw it again , even when i looked it up on youtube. i continue to investigate this show but i dont know what will happen if i keep my research up.
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War Against the Machines

I as look back on Earth I realize what my purpose in the war really was. I was not a peacemaker but rather a distraction for the machines. I did my job well. I did it so well that they are coming with me now. I'm reading over my logs from Earth.
Catalyst: Log One
The first day of the war is tense. Both major powers of the world have their nukes trained on each other. It is the second Cold War and my troop is getting ready to fire the first shot. If I shot this Cold War would transform into the dreaded World War Three. I fired anyways, sending a 50 caliber shot from my turret into the enemy camp. I am no longer human, I am a true catalyst. The remnants of the enemy are starting to fire back. I can't continue this log, Catalyst out.
Catalyst: Log Two
They are about to fire the nukes. I'm watching as they prepare. Something is going wrong with the systems now. I'm going up to the observatory. What I see is unbelievable. A hole is opening in the sky. I now have to warn the commander to not shoot the nukes! I tell him and I get on my radio to talk with the enemy. I tell them not to shoot their nukes, we are not shooting ours. They are ignoring us, they haven't seen the hole, or they truly want to kill us. A nuke is coming straight for us when a ship gets in the way. The nuke has it.
Catalyst: Log Three
It has been a year, and we are still at war with the machines, I am now the general that is supposed to destroy their leader. My army is almost there. A rumbling sound happens, and a group of drills trample my troops and crush the tanks. Pieces of people and metal are ground to a pulp. I am now running from the drills. I take a ride in one of the Flying Humvees and I'm about to get away. Oh no. There is no time, a drill has come up from the front and we can't turn because there are more drills coming. This looks to be my last log of my life, so I'll throw it out the window in this Invincible Case.
Those were my logs, and the nukes that finally destroyed the machines have also made Earth a barren wasteland. They stole some technology from the machines, fitted my legs, and gave me fully operational legs. That is really the only thing I gained from this destruction. I said that would be my last log, but I think we could make a new one. I look up to my friend and ask him what he thinks.
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Wario Ware, Inc.

A few years ago, I was cleaning my attic when I found a blank Game Pak (for GBA) with the words Wario Ware written on it in crude handwriting with sharpie. I had no idea why this was in my attic, but I just got my GBA and popped it in.
When I started the game, it didn't work. I took it out, blew on it, and popped it back in. This time, it worked. It worked like normal, and I made my name and did the introduction stage. This is where it started to get weird, though.
None of the microgames were the same. Well, sort of. The Crazy Cars microgame said to just stand there.
When the car shaped like a shark came by, it smashed into Wario and left him dead and bloodied with treadmarks all over him.
The next game was Wario Wear, the game where you dress Wario. Instead of clothes falling, a bunch of rocks fell and crushed Wario.
When I beat the stage, the end cutscene was not the same. Wario was on the ground, begging me to stop hurting him. For some reason, one last microgame appeared, and it said kill. This time, there was no time limit. Pointing straight over Wario was a rifle. I pressed A, and I killed him, in a bloody explosion. The cutscene just ended.
I was shocked. I wouldn't say I was really scared, just shocked. I continued through the game.
There was a lot of disturbing elements in the game. The cutscenes, like Dr. Crygor's opening cutscene, showed him drinking the potion.
However, instead of him getting food poisoning, he just fell over and died. In Orbulon's stage, he ran into an asteroid and his ship exploded, killing him. Still, none of the microgames were the same.
I got to Wario's last stage and the end cutscene was scary. It started off normal, but when Wario crashed into Dr. Crygor with the rocket ship, they plunged straight towards the other characters on the beach, killing them in a massive explosion.
I was scared at this point. I turned off the game, ripped out the game, and buried in my back yard. I hope no one ever finds it, because that game is evil.
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Warp Virus

Violet bought a used laptop from her friend Gerry's garage sale. She needed a new one after her stupid brother Andy broke it. She always thought Andy was careless.
She examined the laptop, and it was cool. She couldn't believe that Gerry would sell it to her for such a low price; it's not garage sale material. He was practically giving it away.
That night, she tried it in her room. She surfed the internet, and as expected, it went smoothly.
Suddenly the screen blacked out.
"What the hell?' Violet said.
It turned back on. But the desktop changed. Instead of the default green hill wallpaper, her background had been replaced by a huge crowd of people.
She saw a familiar face in the crowd. It's their old missing neighbor! What was she doing there?
Curious, she opened the photo in her library to take a better look.
As soon as she opened it, she suddenly felt weird. It was like the photo was getting bigger. She began to feel very sleepy....
Violet opens her eyes. She's surrounded by a crowd of people. She looks around and sees Mrs. Finley, their old missing neighbor. She talks to her.
"Mrs. Finley, where are we?" Violet asks.
"I don't know, Violet, but I've been trapped here for weeks. I just received that new computer virus, and then I woke up here."
A huge opening suddenly appears in the sky. There's a big man staring at them...
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Was It Real?

5/3/2010 13:27 PM.
If I'm right, this all started two years ago, during August, I just wish I could make sence of this. I really want to make sence of this... Of all of this... Since that day, my life has never been the same.
I was sleeping around a friends house during August, it was during the summer holidays. My friend, Jake lived in London, about 5 streets away from Leicester Square. I stayed there for long periods of time due to that I lived in Scotland, I moved when I was younger, and this one particular night... We noticed something colder about his room, the windows were shut and the heating was on. We ignored it quite blissfully and got on his Playstation 3. We played happily for about 4 hours, until roughly three in the morning, we heard a scratching on the door.
We opened the door, and found a few specks of blood, in the tired state we were in, we ignored it and kept playing. A few minutes later we heard the same scratches, I opened the door, and found more blood. I called Jake over and he stared at the blood specks on the floor, after various seconds he looked up, shrugged and opened the door slightly more to get out and wake his mum, and a body fell backwards with multiple stab marks on his chest.
We screamed and panicked, we called the police to no avail, line was dead. We then checked for his mother. She was missing and there was a blood trail leading out to the balcony. We walked out and saw blood everywhere, and he mother naked, face down in a puddle of her own blood, with a note on her back, pinned on with an eight inch knife. We slowly took the knife out of her back and read what was left of the note saying the following
"This house... This place, even the sweet taste of your mother reminds me of my childhood... And you two? You're next."
I dropped the knife, and we got dressed as quickly as possible, and ran outside. We started running down the street to the police station with the note, we were scared, quite obviously, and being in London at these hours was dangerous enough, yet alone with a death threat above our heads.
Jake disappeared when I was running... I saw somebody throw out his body in front of me, his head in tatters... Someone had shot him in the head at point blank range. I finally got to the police, covered in blood, in tears and shaking... They tried to comfort me, but I had changed.
Around a year later, they found the man, he was a Polish immigrant under the name of Pavlik Brevlar. Nothing else was revealed to me.
And here I sit, in a mental institution after the whole trauma took a toll on my mental health. I still wonder if it was all a lie. I suppose I'll never know... I don't want to know...
Harry.
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Waste

Watching over his failed attempt at a fire, Henry began to lose all hope in the chance of his house becoming warm that cold winter's night. Henry, a forty-six year-old man of failed plights and disappointments, turned to the pale blue, piss-stained love seat in the corner of his living room and just stared. Sure, he would have liked to turn the TV on that was across from him, and drown out the pain that had harbored in his mind for the last two decades, but he decided to just let his thoughts hang around for a while.
Henry sighed, with a faint quiver in his raspy, smoker's voice. A deeply wrinkled chain smoker, whose salt and pepper beard that touched his outward set collar bone, smelled of smoke and failure. Henry had children, yes he did, but his children didn't want him. They would rather not have anything to do with him. Any attempt to make contact comes to a dead end. His children, all grown up and hardened to the world, stopped caring for Henry after the divorce he and his wife had a few years back. Henry, who had lost job after job, finally snapped. He lost his head. No fragile object was left unbroken, and a few bruises came of it in the process. After a year-long legal spat, Henry lost just about everything, except the money he had kept away in a bank account he almost forgot existed. Imagine his luck, remembering that bank account.
"Imagine my luck," Henry managed to say to himself, before his voice gave out underneath choked tears and a quivering voice. Henry was always second best. He never made a varsity team in high school, never had that promotion, never had a fulfilling life. His kids hated him. His ex-wife hated him. Most of his friends had fallen out of touch and family was practically non-existent.
With his head reeling, Henry barely managed to catch his breath. He inhaled quickly. His thoughts immediately began to race again.
My kids hate me, my ex-wife hates me, I feel alone in this world. No one gives two shits about Henry. Henry is a failure, a loser, a bum, a mooch and a tramp. Why should anyone care?
"Do it, Henry. This is your end game. Maybe not today. But why put off today for tomorrow, for another twenty-four hours of anguish? Of pain and misery? Of emptiness and depression? Henry can stop it all."
"But who would get Henry's possessions?"
"What possessions? He can't take them with him. He can't take this world's shit anymore."
"Yes he can. There is always a light at the end."
"Henry is a loser. End of discussion. This is over. Now do it!"
Henry, a man of forty-six years of failed plights and disappointment, finally made the best decision of his life. With one crossed leg, building momentum as it moved across his waist, Henry kicked the chair out from underneath him.
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Waste of a Human Being Copypasta

You proved you can't stop and you have no ethics. That you think it's all about you, that we're just your toys so don't be surprised that we treat you with contempt and pity. Such a little boy. LOL, go to the bathroom already. How embarrassing. I do videos. You are going to be roasted so badly. But when you act a fool... expect derisive laughter. Don't bother responding, you have no power here. You chose that. All you had to do was be chill. But too hard for you. Pretend it's just "trolling" but no. Dear gods, look up that word before you use it again child. "Peasant". You're meaningless to me kid. Toddle off, you proved you have no ethics, no honor, no mercy, and nothing of worth. You are meaningless and below me by choice. LOL Pretend what you want little boy, you showed me what you are. And you wanted an ego game, so okay. You really can't help yourself? Muting you again. Just unmuted to see if you had anything sane to say. But you're so lost... so precious. Bye. What a waste of a human being.
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