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a spOoOoky raffle

Discussion in 'Offtopic' started by psandoval19, Sep 25, 2018.

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more?

  1. more

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  2. no more

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  3. indifferent

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  4. stop making me do extra shit i dont want to put in the effort

    41.2%
  5. stop making other people have an advantage, i dont have time to do your extra bullshit

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  1. psandoval19

    psandoval19 Well-Known Member

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    HELLO GHOULS AND SKELETONS ALIKE,

    IT IS ALMOST OCTOBER WHICH MEANS
    SPOOKY SEASON IS ALMOST UPON US​

    as such, your-probably-not-local-mediocre-artist wants to draw some spooky icons!! our irregularly scheduled program is about to begin, so please, pull up a chair, strap the fuck in, and get ready for the wild ride that is.... psan's boring podcast

    Hello dear viewers, welcome to Psan's Meta Discussion. Today we'll talk about how you're new to this experience and are the sole reason for me writing this portion of the thread. For starters, it's really inconvenient for me to repeat myself but I feel it's necessary for late bloomers such as yourself :)

    In this fun-filled adventure you will get to write your very own forum name in the responses!! Yes! Your name! In writing! Below this post! WOW!! What does this do for you? WELL IT DOES SOMETHING QUITE MAGICAL!! You see, when you enter your name, you have a chance to win your very own prize! Hand-drawn by ME! Think of how exciting your dull life will be when you win some random art raffle on an obscure block game dead forums! You'll be excited for like, 30 seconds! Truly, a priceless experience that costs you absolutely nothing. Fantastic!

    I do have some bad news though, viewers. There are rules and restrictions to this raffle :c

    • All winner(s) must choose either an Icon or Sprite that has a spooky theme to it. Whether it be your cartoon-ified self in costume, or your favorite character gone ghost, it must be Halloween related.
    • To enter, you can simply place your name down. However, any participant that chooses to tell a scary story (true or not, but please be original rather than copy/pasta something juicy from the Internet) automatically gets an extra entry.
    • Whether you enter your name and/or someone else's ('and' only being applicable to those that earned an extra entry) the total number of entries will be tallied next to your name

    The number of people entered (NOT entries) will determine the number of winners we will have

    5+ people = 1 winner
    20+ people = 2 winners
    35+ people = 3 winners

    Entries will be open until 11:59PM PST, October 3rd. Winner(s) will be chosen sometime that evening/the next day.
    Winner(s) will have until that Saturday to get back to me about their prize. Failure to do so will result in another winner being drawn.
    Prizes will be delivered sometime on/or before October 15th.

    **ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: All participants that tell a scary story will have the opportunity to earn a third entry if they wish. The best scary story (determined by psan herself) tells the most engaging, spine-chilling, realistic plot. The winner for the extra entry will be determined when submissions close.

    If you write a scary story, please include the name(s) you want entered for the extra slots if not yourself.

    I will keep a list of all the entries here. If you do not see your name within 24 hours of posting, feel free to yell at me.

    WE THE PEOPLE:
    Agent40 | 1
    Harvey | 2
    Kevin | 3
    Sundvallo | 2
    Aj | 1
    Creeper | 2
    ImWithSmart | 2
    mocharaven | 2
    CommanderBox | 2
    nfuckers96 | my stories are great and you know that 1
    lobsterc97 | 1
    baseballaholic22 | 1
    TeamPurple | 1
    OrangeAlex77 | 1
    ANGRY | 2
    Turtleguy2018 | 2
    Luke | 1, you’re technically cut off from the deadline but i let it slide

    Total entries: 27
    Total people: 17
     
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  2. Agent40

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    Scary Story: Once upon a time, there was a child name Aiden. He was born. The End.
     
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    Spooky story:

    There was this man who loved his daughter very much, he cared for her and never said no to her. Everyone thought him as super-dad and they loved him, even the other moms tried to love him a little too much, but he had love for his girl and no one else.

    One day he went shopping with her, she wanted this big doll and he couldn't say now even if the price was sky high. It was over 1 meter high and it had hair like waves and fingers of a model. The doll looked like my daughter he thought... As they was crossing the road a car came very fast and it wasn't stopping, he tried to save the daughter but he couldn't. The daughter died that day and he cried and cried, never stopped. As he saw the doll he started getting a big scary smile with tears. He took the body and the doll with him home and he took a sharp knife from the drawer. He looked his daughter with a big smile and said ''You will not die today, you will live on forever my love'' As he started cutting around the face and body, he stitched it to the doll and sat it up. It looked like a freak but he was clouded with love and passion so he thought he had his daughter back.... He added everything, from eyes to ears to nails, he was so happy that he had her back. He went shopping with her, swimming and doing makeup with her. One day they was shopping for new clothes and when he went outside the cops was there, they was everywhere. They screamed ''GET ON THE GROUND'' He couldn't understand so he took the doll and walked towards them trying to understand. One of the cops got afraid and he shot, the bullet flew as the father had wide eyes open. The bulled went through the doll and into the wall, as the father saw the hole he went into rage and sadness. Not again he thought, not again... He ran towards the cops and they started shooting bullet after bullet, when he was on the ground one of the officers went to the doll and saw the skin and life like eyes. He saw the smile, the doll smiled a big scary smile with bloody tears. The end

    Sorry for bad grammar
     
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    Scäry Störy: We all know that Nazis did fucked up shit in WW2 but what about Japan? Unit 731 was a biological and chemical warfare unit and they did alot of fucked up shit, here is something to whet your appetite.



    Vivisection
    Thousands of men, women, children, and infants interned at prisoner of war camps were subjected to vivisection, often without anesthesia and usually ending with the death of the victim.Vivisections were performed on prisoners after infecting them with various diseases. Researchers performed invasive surgery on prisoners, removing organs to study the effects of disease on the human body. These were conducted while the patients were alive because it was thought that the death of the subject would affect the results.

    Prisoners had limbs amputated in order to study blood loss. Those limbs that were removed were sometimes re-attached to the opposite sides of the body. Some prisoners had their stomachs surgically removed and the esophagus reattached to the intestines. Parts of organs, such as the brain, lungs, and liver, were removed from some prisoners.Imperial Japanese Army surgeon Ken Yuasa suggests that the practice of vivisection on human subjects (mostly Chinese communists) was widespread even outside Unit 731, estimating that at least 1,000 Japanese personnel were involved in the practice in mainland China.

    Dont forget to look it up if you want more!
     
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  5. Harvey

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    Scary Story: Please keep in mind that I don't write stories often and I'm not very good, be gentle. Italics are for thoughts. (and all extra entries are for myself because i'm selfish yay)


    Christmas is my favourite time of year. It’s cold, I can drink warm drinks without being judged, cozy up by the fire. It’s just perfect. But something doesn’t seem… right this year. Usually by this time, I would have started feeling guilty about every choice I’ve made in the previous year, but there’s nothing but bliss… That’s not normal.

    I move to the kitchen, filled with lovely cupboards and a luxurious fridge. I slap my hand on top of it and say “You can fit so much milk in this bad boy” because I’m mentally ill. My hand starts throbbing uncomfortably, so I hold it. What’s happening? Why doesn’t anything feel right? I’m just going to go to bed, maybe this will feel better tomorrow.

    Four Hours Later

    A noise can be heard downstairs. Sounds like someone fell from the sky, which should be impossible. Making my way through the empty hallway and down the creaky stairs, I move towards the baseball bat by the front door. Wrapping paper is the only thing that’s making any noise, what is this? I edge towards the living room just to see a strange man in a red and white jacket putting things under my tree. “Who the fuck are you?!” I shout at him.

    “Ho ho ho, I’m Santa Claus! I’m just giving you your presents young man!”

    It does make sense, but why would he let himself get caught like this? Surely he has some kind of saftey measures in place to stop this kind of thing from happening I thought to myself, pondering his answer. A ticking noise can be heard from the boxes he put under my tree. I go towards it, baseball bat at the ready, to inspect the ticking noise. As I open the box, I can hear ‘Santa’ move uncomfortably and breathing heavily. This isn’t good. I peer inside and see… a time bomb.

    “I know what happens. I’ve seen what you become. I can’t allow it to happen” He says.

    Santa lunges at me with all of his might, brandishing a sharpened candy cane. He pins me against the wall, slowly moving the candy cane towards my jugular as I struggle. Just as he’s about to get his wish, I kick him right in the balls, breaking the gentlemen’s code. He recoils, falling back in pain. As I run to the baseball bat, Santa grabs my ankle, tripping me up.

    The world is a blur. My vision is compromised, my head pounding. I quickly touch my forehead, noticing blood on my fingers. This isn’t good. I need to stop this. As Santa moves towards me, I give him a quick kick to the stomach, stumbling towards the baseball bat. I manage to grab it just as Santa lunges again, giving him a mighty blow on the front of his face, but the momentum of the charge knocks me to the side. I regain my balance and push towards Santa, hitting him multiple times with the weapon. His skull starts to crack. The screams that were heard that night will stay with me for the rest of my life. I collapse to my knees, staring at my hands. I’ve killed a man and now I’m soaked in his green bloo- Wait, green? What the fuc- CRACK

    I am pain and pain is me. It’s all I can feel. I can feel my life fading away as I look at Santa. He became a giant green monster with sharp teeth and tentacles all over his body. I realise that he hit me in the head with one of them, which explains why I’m currently dying. The only thing I can do now is try to run awa- But Santa had other plans. He thrust one of his mighty tentacles into my torso, sealing my fate. The only thought I have before I succumb to the darkness is… Why?

    I wake up.

    Screams can be heard throughout the house, but they are only my own. It was all just a dream… I’m not really sure why I dreamt about Christmas at Halloween, but I’m glad that the nightmare is over. I walk down the stairs and into the living room and stare at all the Halloween decorations. It’s rather fitting that I have a terrifying dream before the spookiest day of the year I think to myself amusingly. A slight breeze hits my face. I move towards the window and shut it, but notice that something is behind me in the reflection.

    “Ready for Round 2?” Demonic Santa says with a smile, his sharp teeth on show.


    The End...?
     
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  6. mocharaven

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    @Harvey More!!! what happens next??
     
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    I might do at some point if you really want another part, I'll make sure to change it up a bit!
     
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    (This is a joke entry by the way, you don't have to count it if you don't want to)
     
  9. CREEPER__1

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    The Most Epic Sp00ky Story You Will Every Read
    by CREEPER__1 (it's worth reading the whole thing)

    As the time of year rolls around when we commune with the dead, beg for candy, and assume another's personality for the night with costumes, a young man by the nickname of "Creeper" is instead out trying to get his peepee wet. Our scary story begins with our virgin, shut-in, weeaboo, degenerate, Creeper, who only finds happiness through questionable hentai and memes. It's Halloween time and Creeper no longer desires candy or scaring people. Even if he did want to go out trick-or-treating he couldn't anymore, because last year he was put on a registered sex offender watch-list for wearing a hentai t-shirt as a costume and screaming "OwO" "nani?" and "my pee pee itches" out in public, and also for chasing trick-or-treaters around asking for gamer girl pee donations. This Halloween Creeper was destined to get a big tiddied anime waifu as his girlfiend (and no not a body pillow this time). He knew someone who goes by the name of "Vext" who is a notorious sex-god and woman magnet. Vext liked to brag about his woman banged per second stats to all of his friends, and always compared himself to DerpyPig247 (aka Ridori, a trap btw), Teampurple, and Diamond. While the other three's stats paled in comparison to Vext's, they were climbing their way up in the ropes as disciples of Vext. Vext had taken them all in as disciples to live with him in his mansion. Vext also lived with two others by the names of Agent40 and TimelordRyan. However, Vext never compared his "banged woman stats" to TimelordRyan and Agent40's because they were both virgins. Timelord's excuse was that he was still learning from Vext, much like Creeper. Agent40 on the other hand was just a virgin because he constantly plays Black Desert Online, and runs a minecraft youtube channel hoping to impress egirls, but every woman finds Agent40 unattractive so they make sure to keep their distance. The mansion was in Creeper's neighborhood, and he had visited Vext on multiple occasions asking him and the others how he could make his dreams of getting a big tiddied anime waifu as his girlfriend a reality. On Creeper's most recent visit to Vext and the others, he got his answer. Vext knew of this abandoned and haunted mansion not too far from the neighborhood that would be filled with hot anime women every Halloween. Vext didn't know the cause of the phenomenon, but everyone who knows about it believes the cause is all the numbers people have been writing in the house that correspond to a nhentai link. Nobody knows why people wrote the numbers in the house, or who did write them. People would normally just go there to find some good hentai sources. Anyways, it wasn't until recently that Vext and the others had found out about this. The reason many people didn't go to the abandoned house on Halloween was that most who entered never left (maybe because they chose not to leave after smashing hot anime girls idk). After receiving this information, Creeper knew this was his chance. Vext said he would have tagged along, but he was too busy on Halloween with a harem he had going on. Creeper invited Timelord to go with him into the haunted house with him to see if he too could get an anime waifu. Timelord felt he had no choice but to accept the offer. Agent40 wasn't invited because he was too busy playing Black Desert Online, recording videos for his minecraft series titled, "MCInfected 3.0 is pretty epic", and honestly no girls were interested with that. It was finally Halloween night, so Creeper and Timelord set off to the foretold haunted mansion. Timelord was getting a bit nervous since he heard rumors that people who enter the haunted mansion have never returned. This made Creeper anxious, but he had his priorities set. He was not leaving until he had a big tiddied anime waifu girlfriend. It was 12 midnight (the witching hour) when the two arrived at the footsteps of the rundown and abandoned mansion. They were both reluctant to enter the house, with each footstep making a loud creak in the wooden floorboards. Once inside they proceeded with caution. Both of them had chills running down their spines. Once inside the two large and squeaky front doors the two had entered through slammed shut behind them. They were locked in. Timelord said to Creeper "I don't like this I want to go home, I can just watch some anime on my phone in bed and be content." "No, we are not leaving this place until we each get a big tiddied anime waifu girlfriend and get laid," replied Creeper. Timelord nodded. It was dark and cold inside, they each pulled out their phones to use as a light source. They wandered into a dimly lit room that looked like it had been untouched. There was a chandelier with candles lighting up the room, bookshelves all along the walls, and furniture that looked brand new. "This is strange I though this place was abandoned and rundown," said Creeper. Suddenly the room began to shake, and a cold air swept through the room. The candles were blown out for a brief moment. The two clung on to each other believing this was the end, and that they were going to die. Then, the candles lit up again and the mansion WAS FILLED WITH HOT ANIME WOMEN. Creeper and Timelord glanced at eachother and broke into a happy dance. There were other ghostly apparitions that appeared along with the anime girls that were dancing. Epic music began playing from the walls of the mansion, and strobe lights were being beamed from the ceiling. It seemed that the once unsettling and abandoned mansion had turned into a rave in a matter of seconds. The two knew they had hit the jackpot, and within a matter of seconds they were swarmed with anime girls seducing them. "Ok, this is epic," remarked Ryan. Creeper nodded his head and replied "yea, I can stay here for the rest of my life to be honest." The two partied for hours with anime girls. The two finally got laid and could now brag to Agent40. Some time after however, the anime girls said that even though they would really like to stay with Creeper and Timelord forever, once the sun rose they would have to disappear back into the anime realm until next year. Still, Creeper was not ready to give up after coming this far. He was prepared for such the occasion. He had designed an anime girl succing vacuum with the help of Vext that could allow for transporting anime women from the anime realm to this world. Creeper succed up all the anime women into the vacuum with Timelord's help, and brought them all home and took them back out so that they could be party and have epic gamer sex whenever. And they all lived happily ever after... except for Agent40 he still needs to find a woman.

    Guess what you get a picture of the event's too!
    [​IMG]


    This was worth spending an hour to write.
     
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    Scary Story:

    One day, a young boy casually strolled into the local burger join. He ordered a nice, large cheeseburger, some fries, and a cool shake. Passing time, the food eventually arrived, and the boy happily dove into the burger. After his first couple of bites, however, he noticed something odd. The food tasted... metallic. He shrugged it off as imagination, but after the third, and fourth, and fifth bite, he firmly set the burger down to examine it, as all of the bites reeked of that same, awful taste. Finding nothing, he called over the bartender, asking him if anything seemed off about the burger. "Seems fine to me, son," came the nonchalant response, "it might be the heat getting to ya. Maybe take a sip of that shake."

    The bartender then returned to his duties. The boy, determined, plowed through two more bites before giving up, and stood, prepared to furiously stomp out of the diner. That was when he noticed something odd. The bartender was sweating profusely, even though it was cool inside the restaurant. He kept glancing at the boy, muttering to himself. When he noticed the boy staring pointedly, he simply stopped, turned and stood to face the boy, and stared back, a wide grin spreading his face like a balloon. Looking around, the boy noticed the same behavior of the other patrons and staff. Nervous, he slowly stepped toward the double doors.

    That was when they all took a step at once.

    And another.

    And two more, and five more, until IT WAS A MAD DASH ACROSS THE RESTAURANT, OUT THE DOORS AND DOWN THE STREET, THE BOY HUFFING, SWEATING, CRYING, PLEADING, BEGGING FOR MERCY! "No! Pleaseeee" he squealed, sprinting as far as he could, his feet carrying him as far as they could!

    And then he collapsed, a sweating, quivering mass of baby fat and cheap cotton in the middle of the street, waiting for the hands to claw and rip at him!

    But they never came.

    He stood, cautiously, slowly, turning to face the mob. They were standing not 20 feet down the road, all in a line, that ugly, horrible grin splitting their faces with glittering white bands of teeth and glistening red gums.

    Then the boy felt himself start to slide.

    It was slow at first, but it was no doubt as to where it was taking him, dragging him towards the outstretched hands of the lunatic mob, their every muscle shaking with excitement. He slid right by them, now going faster than a racecar, a rocket! He shot back into the restaurant, and crashed through the roof, into the blue mass of summer sky, screaming and crying the whole way. That was when he noticed a hook caught in his cheek, stuck fast with no way to get it out. "The metallic taste," the boy thought as the hope drained from his body. Recognizing and accepting his fate, the boy's sobs subsided into whimpers as the blue resided to black, pulling him up into outer space, into the grasping hand that somehow had it's own, grinning face. As the vacuum ripped life itself from the boy's lungs, he thought his last thoughts, and passed from this world.

    Would you like to know his last thoughts?

    Here they are:
    "Damn, it must be scary to be a fish."

    The end.

    Credit: I found a tweet online a while ago, and thought of it when thinking of what story to write. It's the main basis for the story, but I thought it deserved some embellishment in this situation.
     
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    spooky story:

    I was told I could get off early on Halloween. My boss makes a big deal about it every year by over decorating the Coffee house and scaring the crap out of us baristas. Again, rubber spiders found in the coffee cups - rolling my eyes I pretend to be scared, well, you know he is the boss. Day wears on and by 5:00 the place is empty so we are told we can go home. After cleaning up and locking the doors I head out to my car. As I get closer to the car I noticed I had a flat tire. Across the street you can hear kids screaming and laughing as they run around to the different stores still open handing out candy. Shrugging I go to the trunk to get everything needed to change the tire when I noticed another tire was flat on the other side of the car. "Damn it!" cursing as I slammed my hand on the trunk. "Fuck." I mumbled as I figured I will have to walk home. Lived only a mile or so away. How bad could it be? I thought.

    I had to go through some neighborhoods to get home. At first it was nice seeing all the kids running around in there costumes but as I came up to the end of a block, I realized it was a dead end, (not paying attention to the signs I am sure they had posted), seeing a wooded area that I know would be a shortcut. Looking back I should have turned around but I wanted to get home. So I pulled my red jacket closer and heading into the woods.

    It was much darker walking among the trees, stopping after a few minutes, I looked around thinking I heard something. It was so quiet I couldn't hear the kids anymore and, wait, not one sound, so so quiet. The hairs on the back of my neck stood out and I got a weird feeling of being watched. I quicken my paced, looking around as I went and the more scared I got the faster I moved. I tripped on something and fell. Struggling to get up, my heart pounding, I looked around then I looked down to see what it was I tripped over. It..it.. was a bloody Box, the cardboard ripped to shreds - blood everywhere. Panicked I turned and ran but slammed into something solid and.. hairy?! Bouncing back from hitting it, looking up at what it was... I started screaming. What I saw couldn't possible be, no, doesn't... can't be real. What stood before me was a 6 foot tall, heavy muscled, hairy werewolf! Huge claws dripping with blood with teeth the size of my fingers and sharp as blades. The werewolves eyes were red as the blood on his claws and they stared..right..at..me.

    A hoarse growling from the woods can be heard where you could swear the growl was a spoken word: moocchhaaa..........… and then a bloodcurdling scream cut into the night from the woods.
     
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    Story Entry Name: CommanderBox (Sorry. I'm not selfish, just opportunistic.)

    Attention readers. This story is much, much, MUCH darker than it is scary. If topics such as torture, loss of loved ones or suicide do not sit well with you, you have been warned.
    Viewer discretion is advised.
    (It's also really long btw)
    November 30th 1990. Mason was walking down the dimly lit street of New York, hastily taking the quickest path back to his apartment scared for his life. He didn't own a car so walking was the only option. He was mumbling to himself, how his life had gotten to this point.

    For some background information, Mason had dropped out of college one week prior, as he deemed it a waste of his time and money. Afterwards he spent the last of his money on an apartment nearby. Since he did not want to move back in with his parents. Two weeks passed in his lonely apartment after applying for jobs left and right. That day he had received a letter in the mail that his job application for the local bar was accepted. Ecstatically, he ran there and got the details, he was to start in 4 days.

    Two years had passed working at the bar full-time, in the meantime he was pretty satisfied. Cheaper drinks, constant new friends, life was ok. About three months into the job, one night a girl named Lucy walked in. She was a fairly regular customer to the bar, popular among the guys for sure. She came in looking kind of lonely and to spare the details, they really hit it off. Soon enough she became his girlfriend, and they were hanging out nonstop. Meanwhile his guy-friends from the bar were pretty jealous. But Mason was really happy now.

    One late night while chilling with Lucy watching TV, he got a phone call from the local police. They had informed him his mother and father had been murdered in a burglar break-in. Details from the news revealed they were both strangled to death by the assailant. The only lead the police had was from a phone call his mother made on the night of the murder. She described the burglar wearing a green mask and choking sounds were heard before the call got cut off. No finger prints or forensic evidence was found at the scene, not that it'd be too useful in 1990 anyway. He felt responsible and blamed himself for not being there, insisting he should've moved back in with them. He did not inherit his parents house or any money since his father never opened a will in the family name. Along with this he didn't have enough money to provide a proper funeral, and had no immediate family to cover the costs. This led to him handing their bodies over to the state to discard in any way they please, making him feel worse.

    In he following weeks he was depressed, and contemplating suicide a few times, although his girlfriend Lucy helped him get over it. Eventually, life became simple again. He would go to work all afternoon, come home mid-night and hang out with Lucy, potentially fucking her. Life was simple indeed.


    A few weeks afterwards, Mason came home to his apartment at mid-night just like always. Upon coming to the bedroom he found Lucy already asleep. He found it out of the ordinary as she always waited for him to come back first, but didn't question it past that. He got ready and went to bed, falling asleep next to Lucy. The next morning he woke up, brushed his teeth, ate breakfast and got ready for work. He returned to the bedroom to find Lucy still sleeping, which he found strange. He yelled "Lucy! Wake up" *no response* he walked over to her to shake her and she felt cold. He rolled her over to see her skin pale white, red marks around her neck and lifeless body. He screamed at the sight and instantly broke into tears. His girlfriend had been strangled to death and he slept with her dead body. He called 911 and told them what had happened. In waiting for the police to show up he had been crying the whole time. When they came he realized he was late for work and had to go, informing them of this, he left. Running to work sobbing, he made it to the bar and carried on with his normal shift. He would have to suck it up for now. During the shift his manager had noticed his different mood and asked what was up. Mason gave him all the details, his manager completely sympathizing and insisting he go home, informing him he needs to recover and will be paid for today. He began slowly walking home crying, and heard a noise from behind him. He turned around and there was nothing. Continuing to walk home he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and everything went black.

    Mason was starting to wake up and felt groggy... Questioning what happened, he was unable to rub his eyes. Regaining his senses further he had realized he was tied up to a chair! It was pretty dark, but he noticed there was a large bucket full of water in front of him. He heard laughing and saw a shadowy figure coming over to him. Mason yelling out "Who are you? Where am I?!" The shadowy figure turned on the lights, brightly flashing in Mason's eyes to reveal a man in a green mask. He took off the mask and revealed himself as Rick, one of Mason's bar buddies. Mason said "Rick, what are you doing here what's going on? Untie me!" After saying this, Mason was sucker punched across the cheek and Rick said "You really have no idea what's going on, do you asshole?" Mason replying "What the FUCK Rick what is going on?" In which Rick hit him again even harder, saying "Remember your girlfriend pal? Lucy?" Mason remembering what happened, held back his tears and said "What does she have to do with anything?" Rick explained to him "You know what she has to fucking do with this, everything was going fine between me and her before you fuckin came into the picture two years ago" Mason replying "That's what this is about? Rick she wasn't interested in you I thought you realized that" Upon doing this Rick hit him square in the face, causing his nose to bleed. The blood from his nose dripped down into the water bucket in front of him, fogging up the water.

    While Mason recovered from the punch, Rick replied "I don't expect you to understand you son of a bitch. We had a thing going and until you came" After which Mason remembered Rick taking off a green mask, recalling the news about his parents murder. Instantly making the connection, Mason replied "Wait that green mask, YOU KILLED MY PARENTS" Struggling against his ties, Rick responded "Yeah I did fucker. I thought the emotional distress it brought you would've got you and Lucy to break up, so I could move back into the picture. Plus I thought you deserved it. Unfortunately it didn't work and I had enough of waiting, so I killed her." Mason shocked by the revelation wanted nothing more than to kill Rick were he stood. Tied up to the chair though he could do nothing. Mason replying "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU" - Rick then grabbed Mason's head and dunked his head under the water, holding it there for 30 seconds. Once brought up Mason was breathing heavily gasping, and Rick dunked him again. And again. And again. Longer each time. Mason begged him to stop, eventually Rick telling him "You know it'd be much easier to kill you right now and be done with all this forever, but I think it will be much better to fuckin torture you for the rest of your miserable life, fucking girlfriend stealer" Dunking him one last time into the bloody murky water, Mason passed out.

    Mason woke up in his apartment bed, shocked and scared at what had happened. He wondered if it was a dream or not and was very confused, scared, sad, mad and all of the above. After feeling his bruised face he knew it was not a dream and called the local police. He told them the story of what had happened but there was 0 evidence to confirm it. They were suspicious thanks to the marks on his face, but gave little thought. Mason went back to work the next day and did not see Rick there as usual. This worried him throughout the day as he eventually returned home once again at mid-night. Running back as fast as he could he checked his mailbox as always, to find a letter. Inspecting the letter once inside confirmed it was from Rick, it had to be. It read: "I know you told the police on me fucker. Just so you know, I stole Lucy's key to the apartment, so don't EVER think you're safe. Enjoy your good night sleep. Oh, and tell your parents I said hi"

    Mason was now terrified and had to show the letter to the police, he thought. But he didn't want to leave his apartment and go out alone, out of fear Rick would kill him. Mason lay in his bed, trying to fall asleep. The usual wood squeaking and sounds that didn't bother him before now immobilized him. He thought for sure at any moment Rick would come in and kill him. While also thinking of his parents and Lucy made sleeping even harder. He put the letter to show the police tomorrow on his dresser, and somehow, managed to fall asleep.

    He woke up the next day, not even concerned about work as his mind was set on showing that letter to the police. Upon inspecting his dresser, the letter was gone. He realized Rick must have came in while he was sleeping and took it. Mortified by this, it scared him even more knowing Rick could have killed him right then and there. Mason thought he should go to work, but was too scared to leave. Eventually, he mustered up the courage to go out and walk to work. The bystanders watching during the day put his mind at ease thinking Rick would never attack in open daylight, but was still scared. When he made it to the bar, he told his manager about the situation. Mason could tell his manager was very skeptical, but did his best to take him seriously. Informing Mason that anything that happens would be picked up by the camera's outside and inside the bar.

    The day at the bar was pretty average, of course Mason was looking out for Rick all day long. He wasn't able to think of anything else. The time hit mid-night, and his shift was over. Mason however, was terrified to leave the bar. Knowing if he goes out there, Rick could and would strike out of the darkness. Mason's manager left the bar 2 hours previous so the only one there was Joe, the next bartender for the graveyard shift. Mason told Joe he was too scared to go home, Joe replying: "dude you're freaking out over nothing get over it" Mason of course, still did not want to leave the bar and decided to stay. It was about 4am when Mason was starting to become very tired and thought he would pass out. Joe walked over and told him "Dude you need to go home and sleep, seriously don't you work tomorrow?" Joe gave little pushes and shoves to get Mason out of the bar, locking the door behind him. "Sorry man this is for your own good" Mason knocked on the glass pleading to come back in but Joe walked away. Realizing he was out in the open decided to go home.

    November 30th 1990. Mason was walking down the dimly lit street of New York at 4am, hastily taking the quickest path back to his apartment scared for his life. He had been thinking of everything that had happened and concluded his life had gone to shit. His only family and girlfriend were both murdered by the man he once called a friend. Now he was scared to death of him. With every step he took and noise he heard, he grew more frightened that Rick would come out to get him. He had made it back to his apartment in one piece and went inside as quickly as possible. He tried to calm down and fall asleep but couldn't knowing Rick had the key to the apartment. That night Mason did not sleep.

    It was 8am and Mason had been up all night scared for his life, never sure when Rick would strike, IF Rick would strike. He couldn't take it and didn't want to leave his apartment at all that day. Screw working, he didn't want to die like the rest of his friends and family. He had pushed his dresser in front of the door and locked all windows. Staying awake for a majority of the day, now officially being awake for close to 30 hours. Mason started to hallucinate, seeing images of his girlfriend being strangled to death, crying. Mason truly did not know what to do, and closed his eyes to regain his senses. Upon doing so he started crying and passed out, wondering what the fuck he would do.
     
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    So we're in the car and we're going to his village. Nothing much happens in the car, but when we exit. I see across the road is a thot. A thot is in the village, I am like shit I need to get away now. There are enough thots in my school, can I not go a day without seeing one? So to get away I tell my friend that we should start from one end of the village and go to the other, but my friend says that he also invited another friend. I am contemplating who this could be. The thot is still there, talking to someone. I see them cross the road alone, I ask myself. Could this thot be the person my friend invited. And it was... The rest of the night, just meters away from a thot. Hoping that she wouldn't talk to me. But would she get confused at why I wasn't talking? So many questions. I just keep the night drawn out. And my friend eventually takes me home and I am away from the thot. Once I arrive home, I see the fidget spinner. Spinning on the sofa, I call for my sister. No reply. I call again. No reply. So I go to grab my phone, and it's dead. Damn iPhone 5, what a useless battery. My dad isn't home either, although he walked the dog over an hour ago. I see some red in the bathroom, I approach. Slowly. Once I open the door, my dad is painting the bathroom a new colour. Red. I ask "Why the change of colour?". He replies, why not? And that's the end of the spooky story :D Nothing against thots okay. Calm your comments down. Don't get triggered.
     
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