The original games only came in red, blue and yellow.
rate me bad reading.
No one really explained what the Grifter was, and I'd rather not watch it.
Oh man... i was reading the one about the father who played goldeneye with his kids and my PHONE STARTED TO RING AS LOUD AS IT POSSIBLY COULD!, i think my phone was trolling me, who calls at 2:00 in the morning.
with the way it's written I think it may be from SCP foundation.
SCP dislikes random creepypasta. They are more about distinct themes. Oh, and they wouldn't use names or dates, just [DATA REDACTED] or the box of doom.
A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. She explained that it was a storeroom, and that it was out of bounds. She reminded him of this several times before allowing him upstairs. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed. However the insistence of the woman had piqued his curiosity, so the next night he walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye.
What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was incredibly pale. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while, was this a celebrity? The owners daughter? He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. As he was still looking, the woman turned sharply and he jumped back from the door, hoping she would not suspect he had been spying on her. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red. He felt embarrassed that he had made the woman so uncomfortable, and hoped she had not made a complaint with the woman on the front desk.
At this point he decided to consult her for more information. After some gentle quizzing and the promise that the explanation would go no further than him she finally said "Well, I might as well tell you the story of what happened in that room. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in there, we find that even now, people get uncomfortable staying there. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."
Wow, it's really true.
About the third paragraph in, I remembered I have head about 'Number Radio Stations' before. About a year ago, I was in a mall and my friend's dad was telling me about Russia having these 'Number Radio Stations'. He said they were for military communication and they were used for missile launches. I can't remember much from it, but I did a quick wiki-search of it.
Listen to this when reading OP's thread at top.
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Garry Coleman died at 12:05 on 5/28/2010.
Fuck man I highly suggest not reading the thing in op. After reading it I decided to go to bed, but before doing so play some fallout. I quickly realized I was getting no where in the game and needed a quest, "I'll see if GNR gives me any leads" I thought. I turned it on and the second I heard three-dogs voice a cold chill ran down my spine. From that point on I was constantly waiting so it wouldn't be dark in the game and acting like a fat pussy in rooms (ie spamming vats). Then they played "i don't want to set the world on fire" and I was out. Fuck man I used to enjoy that song wtf
I was hoping to get some sleep. It's 10am and I've not slept a wink.
Fuck you, thread. Fuck you.
Listening to this while reading the Pokemon stories was a BIG MISTAKE.
To lighten people up, here is a pic of a hedgehog
This is damn creepy.
browsing this thread in the dark at 3:00am = terrible terrible idea
here's my fave
Once, there was a boy who loved to read. He read everything he could get his hands on, and loved going to his favorite book store. One day, the boy realized he had read everything the store had to offer. He confronted the owner, and asked him if he had anything the boy had never checked out. The owner said why, yes, I do, and pulled out a book called “Death”. He gladly sold it to the boy at a discounted price of 50$.
However, he warned the boy, never to read the front page. Well, the boy returned to his house and read the book, and he was content. However, he always wondered, what could be on that front page, it was always in the back of his mind. One day, the temptation was too much for the boy, and he flipped to the very front of the book, and dropped the book in HORROR.
There, in bold print, was MSRP 7.99$
i totally shat myself
Here's some music to take the edge off all the creepy stuff in the thread.
^made me smile, reminded me of a great game.