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9: The MessageHe's mad, the first of our kind said.
The First used these words.
Words that 'described' my existence.
The others would deny such things.
Saying what the Creator called me.
It was true.
Ever since my birth.
I was not like them.
Speech with my kind was rare.
They could not understand.
The Creator warned me of such.
My drawings meant nothing to them.
Except for the Second.
It was... not normal.
The Second, 2, tried to understand.
Tried to know what I drew.
Tried to do what the Creator could.
He didn't know.
He couldn't know.
He was not the Creator.
But his company and kindness was nice...
While it lasted.
My drawings comforted me when he vanished.
I did feel lonely for the first time.
Maybe being alone wasn't as good as it was.
The ink and paper brought me peace again.
Maybe 2 was looking for what I was drawing.
Maybe he was searching for it.
Searching what my drawings meant.
Searching... for The Source.
Someone new came.
Someone... that felt like him.
Like 2 a
9: DifferentBorn different, that was what the Creator said.
Not like the others, I was.
There's nothing wrong with that, he told me.
Was it, really?
This world that I was born into, destruction everywhere.
The loud noises, they frighten me so.
Black liquid on my hands, why did I feel peace?
Chaos outside, but this liquid... yes...
My hands gliding above the paper, forming shapes.
Drawing, he said, that's what I did.
I could not speak clearly, yet he knew what I drew.
With the shapes, he understood what I meant.
A curious specimen, he muttered, not like the others.
Not like the others.
I have not met these 'others'.
But if I was not like them.
Do I not belong... per say?
Why was I born?
What was my purpose?
I dwell not in these questions.
I see no problem with that.
My drawings bring me peace.
That is enough.
I may be alone.
I may be different.
I see the world, different.
Maybe it was okay to be.
9: The Emptiness ch7The Emptiness
Written by *pieface123 and *Tifa-the-Strange
"Is m-mommy okay, D-daddy?..." Beth asked as 20 tucked her in. He sighed but forced a small smile, "Yes, she's fine... she's just... speaking with grandma 0 and 13..." he kissed his daughter's forehead as she nodded slowly, squeezing her rabbit. He frowned, "That nightmare scared you really bad... hmm, sweetie?" he said softly, moving closer.
"T-those monsters s-scared Mr. Bunny too..." she muttered.
20's frown turned into a small smile, "Well... you and Mr. Bunny have nothing to worry about... you know why?..." Beth looked up at her father and shook her head. "Because me and mommy will also be there to protect you both... alright...?" he held held her hand tightly.
Beth looked at his hand holding hers and gently placed her doll's arm on it before kissing her father's cheek, having her bunny kiss his cheek as well.
20 smiled happily and hugged her and her toy close, "You're safe Beth..." he whis
9: The Emptiness ch6The Emptiness
Written by *pieface123 and *Tifa-the-Strange
"You don't have enough reading material, Doctor..." X muttered, "But, then again, you don't look like the cultural type. No literature, no music, no art... You really are a doctor, only concerning yourself with science, physics to study toe universe..." he humphed, walking around, he was thankful that the Doctor had given him 'freedom', but he wasn't going to trust him just yet.
The doctor stitchpunk nodded slowly, he was looking trough a book of alchemy and not paging much attention to the prototype.
"Perhaps we can go to that abandoned library for some material, we can find things that might interest you as well," X said.
The doctor nodded slowly, seeming to be in thought. "Maybe... but what we really need is more will power... those machines aren't stupid... they will be expecting an attack from me..."
"I wouldn't refer them as 'machines', they are more intelligent than your own mec
9: The Emptiness ch4The Emptiness
Written by *pieface123 and *Tifa-the-Strange
"Why do the animals only warm up to you?..." 24 asked. He watched as Arra, the black family cat, purred and rubbed up against 20 as he rubbed her back. "I'm not sure... Maybe it's because I saved them..." he laughed softly. They were sitting in a large closet, which was shared by Fang and Arra, while their other pet, a red tailed hawk, lived in the attic with her two newly hatched chicks. Beth cooed in 24's arms as she reached for the cat.
Arra sniffed the baby stitchpunk before licking her face, Beth giggled and tried to hide herself in her uncle's arms. "You would think that cats and birds would fight like in the books," 24 chuckled.
"Hahaha, I know..." 20 admired, patting the cats side, "And cats and dogs, Fang doesn't seem fazed by Arra in the least..." he referred to the mechanical dog curled up in the corner of the closet.
Fang stretched his front and hind legs, letting out a yawn b
9: The Emptiness ch3The Emptiness
Written by *pieface123 and *Tifa-the-Strange
The Stolen Talisman
Did they hear the leader correctly? He mentioned a Talisman! Was it the one they needed to give to their master? The rats scurried inside the house as quietly as they could, searching for the Talisman their master ordered them to find. It was there, and the leader of the stitchpunk family told them that it was there, but where?
They took great care searching through the house. Most of the stitchpunks were outside, picking up after the wedding.
The mothers were putting their children to sleep while the males put everything back in place along with anything heavy, the rats made sure not to get caught in their sights.
Since it was dark, it made things easier. The rats hid in the shadows as they searched for the said Talisman. The rats slimmed into a room filled with tools, screws, bolts, a table, a small bed. On a closer inspection, 3 stitchpunks were curled in the bed. They made sur
Don't take her'twas a soft, solemn evening
Felt the aura on my skin
Knew something was wrong
When my sweetheart rushed in.
She fell into my arms
Shaking quite wearily
I pleaded "what's wrong?"
She said "the monsters,
They chase me!
They taunt and torment me
And won't let me leave,
I just wanna be free
Oh please - save me!"
Then my heart was just broken
I whispered "is it here?"
She nodded and pointed;
"It's right over there."
So I turned around
Then was taken aback at what I saw,
A horrible beast
Grey, ghostly and tall.
It took some eerie steps forward,
"Tap tap tap."
Then rushed towards us both
And now we're both trapped.
"Don't take her!" I yelled
And covered her body.
It took hold of me,
But it set her free.
Not SorrySorry the anger got to my head
Sorry for everything I said
All I feel now is dread
All of my happiness has now fled
We got into a fight
With only anger in my sight
You kept bugging me, being mean
So with a butcher knife
I ended your life
Your screams filled the room
Oh, but don't worry
They won't find your corpse anytime soon
You can stay with me
You can stay quiet and happy
Until they find us
In the cellar
They'll cause a fuss
"Why'd ya kill her?"
And I'll look them in the eyes
Smile at your mothers cries
"There's no need to worry,
She knows I'm not sorry."
Now I'm in this asylum
Now they say,"We have to kill her"
Now I'm strapped to this seat
Now they turn on the electric
Now I can no longer see
Now that they're killing me
Now I scream
"Set me free
I have to see
if the worlds
Creepypasta: The HotelMe and my family were returning from vacation... A week-long stay at my uncle's place, it was two day trip back to my home town. It was getting late, so we stopped at a nearby hotel, as soon as we stepped foot into the hotel's parking lot, something occurred to me. There were no other buildings around it, or trees, just, an empty plain that contained the hotel, not to mention none of the streetlights were on, except one, it was dimly illuminating the area around us, and that was the one we happened to park under. The hotel had no signs, or windows, just two doors, one had tinted glass, but it was also made of some kind of re-enforced material. The other door just looked old, and even a little rusty, oddly enough, the glass door was actually wide open, so my parents and I just walked in, not expecting anything. I'm not stupid, i'm a critical thinker, this place didn't look like a hotel, but I knew it was. The first corridor we walked through was very long, the wall paper was gritty, and
Teoria de LJMi teoría trata de que Lj es, al parecer, un ser astral.
Tu me diras: ¡¿Otra vez imaginando cosas?!
No, si tu haz leído la creepypasta ''El origen de Laughing Jack'', sabrás que en un párrafo Isaac le pregunta sobre que es y L.J le contesta:
-''Soy una especie de ENTIDAD''-
¿Leyeron?, ENTIDAD, aunque LJ nunca revela de que tipo, se escribe tal frase, dando a entender que no es humano, si se fijan, LJ tiene cabello rojo, nariz de cono, ropa colorida y su personalidad es muy amable, puede estirar los brazos (Al igual que Slenderman) sin mencionar la magia que posee.
En mi opinión, :iconSnuffBomb:, se pudo haber basado en una película ''Payasos asesinos del espacio exterior'' donde unos payasos extraterrestres llegan a la tierra para causar destrozos en la tierra, pero es solo una suposición.
2.- L.Jack y L.Jill son de la misma especie.
Los machos poseen cabello rojizo, las hembras cabello morado:
unworthyCatch your breath in the moon's last light
sink your teeth into the flesh of night
hold tight to your bones and pray for mercy
for when they come, you will perish if not worthy
A shadowWhen the world is as quiet as your heart, should you worry?
I can't be sure,
I never really cared.
But then again I never cared to begin with.
When your heart is like a crypt
Long forgotten like the Russian grave's from the wars.
Love and Life is Dormant
As I gaze at others
In the shadows of it all
Love, Kindness and all reason of caring is dead as the World falls to ruin.
Others may have died but you learned to survive like me.
Nancy GreenNews report from January 13th, 1995 20;35 PM.
'After four years of the disappearance of Nancy Green, her body has finally been located. Found near a river, her body was beaten, cut, bruised, and she seemed to have drowned. Locals have seen what had happened, but didn't dare get involved, for the person(s) involved had weaponry.
"She was a nice girl," Says one of her neighbors. "I lived next door to her family and we were close friends. I had also been given the name of her Godfather. When she came home from school, she would go into her house, do her homework, then come over to talk and enjoy dinner together. She started acting weird in her third year of high school. She would see me less often, until the point she completely ignored me."
"She would come home and go straight to her room, ignoring us as well. We let her hide away, figuring it was just a part of teen life." The mother, Tiana Green told us. "We didn't know what she was doing in school, who she was hanging out with, or any
Un relato De jeff the killer Parte Introduccion. 1Nosotros conocemos al chico pálido que mata a cualquiera.
Era un día nubloso en la ciudad todos en el barrio estaban escondidos de un chico pálido de cabello largo y una sonrisa mmacabra que siempre parecía feliz pero nadie se preguntaba de que era lo que sentía.
Estaba viviendo en una casa abandonada cubierta de sangre y vísceras. Todo el mundo odiaba pasar por ese lado y si un perro o un gato pasaban allí huían rápidamente.
Jeff un chico De 13 años que mató a sus padres e hizo que su propio hermano se suicidara. Recordó cuando era nuevo en la calle y Randy un chico un año menor les hacia bullying y en una dura pelea jefe obtuvo sus cicatrices.
Que importa? ¡soy hermoso! Ellos no me aprecian por lo que soy! Todo esta en la apariencia! Río raramente jeff.
Una niña quizá dos años mayor a el siempre lo observaba sentía celos de que tuviese familia.
Se puso en camino. Del primer plan..
AwakeningWhat do you do when one wakes from an eternal slumber.
Do you embrace this gift
Understanding that this is the best thing that will ever happen?
You smile as this beautiful cold, corpses walks to your side
His eyes like liquid moonlight
A drowning beauty, you lose your self
A soft kiss to that silken skin on your neck
All sense of reality is lost
As you lose your life's blood in a simple kiss.
In the last inch of your life you taste that bitter sweet blood,
Dead mans blood against your lips.
As your heart beats for the last time, you smile
In the darkness you hear him speak,
You awaken he is by your side smiling
As he holds out a slender hand
'Hunt with me..' is all he says
Happiness comes in all forms and this is my awakening
in to a world i never thought could exists
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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