Fact and FancyHow dull the wretch, whose philosophic mind
Disdains the pleasures of fantastic kind;
Whose prosy thoughts the joys of life exclude,
And wreck the solace of the poet's mood!
Young Zeno, practis'd in the Stoic's art,
Rejects the language of the glowing heart;
Dissolves sweet Nature to a mess of laws;
Condemns th' effect whilst looking for the cause;
Freezes poor Ovid in an iced review,
And sneers because his fables are untrue!
In search of hope the hopeful zealot goes,
But all the sadder tums, the more he knows!
Stay! Vandal sophist, whose deep lore would blast
The grateful legends of the storied past;
Whose tongue in censure flays th' embellish'd page,
And scorns the comforts of a dreary age:
Wouldst strip the foliage from the vital bough
Till all men grow as wisely dull as thou?
Happy the man whose fresh, untainted eye
Discerns a Pantheon in the spangled sky;
Finds sylphs and dryads in the waving trees,
And spies soft Notus in the southern breeze
For whom the stream a cheering carol s
The Creepypast Survival Guide1.Mirrors and darkness don't mix.The Creepypast Survival Guide3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2.Actually mirrors are a general "NO", In creepypasta world, there is nothing more sinister.
3.There is zero chance of survival if you look at the thing that no one else can see or answer its question incorrectly.
4.If you are alone at night in a creepy mental institution, take some time to consider what the fuck are you doing there, then, if it is appropriate to do so, leave.
5.Avoid going to places where everyone else who went there never came back or died inexplicably.
6.If someone stops your vehicle at night and asks to come with you, it would probably be in your best interests to politely decline.
7.Killing is the last method of survival, use it sparingly but without fear.
8.WHO WAS PHONE? is always a good thing to ponder. Also who the hell answers a phone while kissing a dead person's sexy daughter. A douche is who.
9.Get a simple .38 revolver. Load it with 2 silver bullets. If you really feel there is no chance to come alive out of a situation,
Creepypasta-Don't Look Back---A small empty room: a closet, pantry, small bathroom, etc, with no windows. The room should be big enough and empty enough for a single person of your size to stand in without touching the walls or door. If the only thing you have to work with has windows, cover them so that no light can come through.Creepypasta-Don't Look Back3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
---A method of telling time
---A pen/pencil and some paper
HOW TO PLAY:
This game is best played alone. Your guests may not come if they feel like there's already a crowd.
This game is best played AT NIGHT.
---Turn off all sources of noise: phones, TVs, etc.
---Turn on the light in the room you're using. If it is an unlit room, place a lit candle or a flashlight so that it provides light inside.
---Start at the furthest point at your house from the room and go from room to room calling "I'll be ready soon!"
---When you get to the room, take the paper and write, "You are invited! A gathering, hosted by (your name). Takes place from (time you start - an hour from start t
CreepyPasta- Sever the cordMany have speculated that the plane in which we live is not the only plane in existence. Those who say this will usually then go on to ponder realms of mystery and wonder. The truth is, there is a second plane, but it is not filled with the euphoric images that most people conjure up. However, it is not filled with horrors, either, rather, it is a perfect emulation of our world. There is no difference at all. Whatever exists in our plane also exists on the Second Plane. Even you exist on the Second Plane. In fact, those ?copies? of ourselves, those extra-dimensional clones, are bonded to us. Whatever action we take, they take, and vice versa. That means that, in the other plane, that other you is reading this right now.CreepyPasta- Sever the cord3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In this Second Plane, there is only one difference. A God resides there, though some may call him a Devil, watching over the mirrors of those in Our Realm. This God has no mirror. He resides only in the Second Plane. Our 'Copies' cannot see him, either, for unknown reas
Creepypasta- Lightless CityDo you have someone you hate? Someone you would do anything to hurt, pay any price for vengeance? If so, you may want to consider visiting Lightless City.Creepypasta- Lightless City3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To get there, go to any decent sized city and find a deserted alleyway at night. Go into it, and close your eyes as tightly as you can. Whisper "Lightless City", and concentrate on the darkness. You"ve probably noticed that there are faint colors and abstract shapes you can make out if you try to focus your eyes when they"re closed, watch those images go by. After a few minutes, the images should start to get clearer and brighter.
When this happens, they"ll start taking on detailed forms, images of violent murders, deformed animals, and similar things. No matter what you see, keep your eyes closed. You"ll start to lose track of time, but eventually the images will stop, and you"ll see pure darkness, nothing but deep black, no colors or shapes. When you"re certain that you see pure darkness, open your eyes.
You will now be in a very d
CreepyPasta- StrangerIf you are the type who eats out regularly, a stranger might join you at the table one day. This stranger will always appear to be of your age and sex, and he/she will only appear if you are alone. No matter what style of restaurant it is, he will always be carrying his own plate of food.CreepyPasta- Stranger3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After a few seconds, he will look directly at you and say, "You seem like an interesting person. May I know you better?" Say yes and he will begin to ask you questions about yourself in-between bites. These questions will be innocuous enough at first: what your name is, what you do for a living, and so forth. Should you open your mouth to answer, you will be forced to tell the truth, even if you do not consciously know what the truth is.
Remain silent and the stranger will scowl at you, pick up his plate, and leave. You will never see him again. If you do indulge his questions, however, they will grow darker and darker as the food leaves his plate, and it will become harder and harder to resist answer
CreepyPasta- One of ThemAny night, around ten or eleven PM, take yourself to a flat, open area where you can walk in a straight line for two minutes or so without running into anything. Once there, face in the direction you plan to walk, with your arms at your sides and your hands relaxed. Close your eyes and take a deep breath. At precisely 11:09 and 20 seconds, start walking. Be sure to take one step every second - no more, no less. Do not open your eyes, and do not hesitate. Count your steps in your head as you go. On the one hundred and eleventh step, say the word, "One," out loud and stop.CreepyPasta- One of Them3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your breath will catch in your throat and your hair will stand on end. For the next ten seconds, you will be unable to move a single muscle in your body, no matter how hard you try. After these ten seconds, you will be able to move and breathe again - however, you will then start to feel the sensation of cold, metal claws seizing each of your fingers by the base and plucking them clean off of your hand. It will not hur
Lost Episode - Courage the DogEveryone here loves Courage, but who exactly is he? He's a scared dog that does whatever he can to protect his home, Nowhere.Lost Episode - Courage the Dog3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where is Nowhere? Is it the place where there is nothing? No one? No hope? Hell?
Courage protects his home and makes sure no one harms Muriel. His master sits in his chair and hates everything and everyone. Whenever something evil comes to attack or rule over Nowhere, Courage fights back. He keeps Muriel safe and Eustace's home from being destroyed.
Muriel always sees a new head on Courage whenever something evil comes to warn her, giving him multiple heads.
Courage will forever stay in Nowhere (Hell) to protect his home, keep Muriel (humanity) safe from evil (Le Quack [greed], Fred [murder], Katz [hate], etc). His master, Eustace (Satan), will rule over and hate all that is Nowhere (Hell).
He is stuck in the middle of Hell and loves his home. He is Cerberus, our courageous, cowardly dog.
CreepyPasta- InspirationYou know those long, involved ritual creepypastas, the ones that involve a million different steps - the ones where if you breathe at the wrong second you die? Ever ponder who figured it out? It couldn?t have been trial and error - you don?t get a second try at something like that.CreepyPasta- Inspiration3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The answer?s actually pretty simple. Nobody figured it out.
He already knew.
There?s? an entity, I suppose you could call it, although I always think of it as a little boy. He seems to enjoy playing around with people, you see.
And he knows all the rituals, or at least all the real ones. So sometimes he spreads out the information. Ever felt inspired to write some piece of horror that seemed to contain elements that didn?t even exist in your nightmares? Ever had a disturbing idea for some horrible but compelling rite that seemed to ?just come to you?? It might have been him working through you.
If you get one of those flashes, write it down and post it. I can?t guarantee y
The Night TerrorThe Night Terror2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gazing over the islands cliff
An escapade destroyed
Staring at the bits of ship
My emotions to be toyed
The sound of the crewmen
The girth of their keeper
The unbearable silence
Sinking deeper and deeper
Slipping into a ravenous trance
Past events depleted
And so as I, a madman, hence
The tragedy conceded
Grinning at my merciless wake
A broken man emerged
Realization of what's at stake
A "mercy killing" I served
His body lye sound and still
My heart transforms cold
Questioning the Lords will
To the Devil my soul is sold
Asking at my whit's end
"What shall Agnes envision?"
Backing away, my mind bent
In this asylum of a prison
Oh Agnes sweet Agnes
What vision do you intend on waking?
To the sight of your beloved sunrise
Or the sight of me, your undertaking
Stepping swiftly to the trees
My heart ferociously racing
Pondering curiously of your needs
I ask "Is it worth waiting?"
The crimes I have carried
Your poor soul unknowing
It shall be in Heaven, do not be wary
For bliss, I shall be bes
You're not scared, right?You're lying in your bed, the low sound of your Air Conditioner is the only thing that separates you from total silence.You're not scared, right?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You know, that kind of silence, heavy and thick, like a roar. That kind of silence in which you would hear the sound of a needle touching the floor; The kind of silence in which you can hear your heart beating while you cuddle more and more with your pillow.
That kind of silence.
The sound of your AC is the only thing you can hear, a sound that normally is ignored, until it is the only sound that is there. It is comforting, a kind of soft sound. But suddenly, your room becomes warm again, and the sound stops, as when the vent makes a silent short-circuit. For your misfortune, you weren't asleep yet, and the silence becomes present.
You should be comforted of hearing any sound; Which compensates the lack of vision due to the darkness. But you are not. That kind of environment that puts you on the edge, the kind that makes you heart pound faster a
HeartlessHeartless2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forgive me my love.
For I have found another.
One who is kind, caring, mesmerizing, and glowing with hope.
As you were, before our darkest day.
You remember don't you?
You came home, and found a chair, lying in solitude on its side.
But you stopped caring when you saw your thrashing husband gasping for his last and lone breath.
And instead of leaving well enough alone, you saved him.
You saved me.
But I ask, why save me just to leave, and have me suffer?
So you packed your things.
You slammed the car door.
And you drove away.
Not even batting an eye.
Did your heart long for my warmth?
Or was I yet another insignificant pawn in your twisted game of betrayal?
I kept wondering this as you disappeared from view.
And I kept staring at the sunset, waiting for your return.
So much time wasted.
But then I thought.
"Why show you any compassion?"
So I walked back to the lone chair, and stood it upright.
The night was horrid.
The peace and serenity was dismantled by ale and blood.
As if you cared
Lost Episode - Adventure TimeYou all probably know about the hit show "Adventure Time" on Cartoon Network. And you all probably saw the premiere...or you think you did.Lost Episode - Adventure Time2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was awake in my living room, it was about 3:30 AM, and I was watching TBS. I was surfing through the TV guide when I came across a new episode of Adventure Time called "Socrates' Wish". I changed the channel to Cartoon Network, and the intro of the show was just finishing. I laid back in my seat, waiting for the newest episode to play.
What I saw was exceedingly unpleasant. It started out in the Candy Kingdom, with Finn and Jake racing up to the doors. They burst through them, and I saw that the Peppermint Butler's head had been bitten off by some sort of dragon. Blood squirted out from PB's neck, and the dragon saw Finn and Jake. The dragon in question then flew off.
The pair walked through the castle, seeing all sorts of Candy Kingdom citizens either dead or just sitting up, smiling ominously. They walked past Cinnamon Bun, a sit-upper, when su
666.avi666.avi3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I will never forget the day I first encountered 666.avi. I am a big horror fan and had a love for creepypasta, so one day, I decided to go looking for something that would scare the shit out of me, then send it to friends hoping to get a similar reaction. But during my search I encountered something that made videos like "Suicidemouse.avi" and "Dead Bart" look like child's play. Even "AOSTH Episode 66" seemed harmless compared to what I saw. I will not mention the address of the site I discovered for two reasons. One: the site contains a nasty virus that you have to catch with internet security the minute you open it. Two: the site (for me at least) is not working. It says that 404 Server Error message. After taking care of that nasty virus, a simple button appeared on a black screen, saying "download" . I immediately clicked it and a video file downloaded. It was simply titled "666.avi"
The video was 10 minutes long. It started out in an empty bedroom, the camera must have been on som
Slenderman*Thump*Slenderman2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Wha-...What was that?
I wake up from a dreamless sleep just in time for the second blow.
The walls shudder and suddenly I'm on the floor, gripping the carpet fiercely as the room rattles around me. I shut my eyes tight, hoping for the worst. Then, all of a sudden, the shaking of the house comes to a complete halt. No aftershock, no rumbling. Complete silence.
I stand up, dazed and confused, as I hear a small patter down the hallway coming towards my room. Scared breathless, I had no idea what to expect. Was someone trying to bomb us? Had someone broken in our house? I had no time to think.
The room was pitch dark, so I felt down the plaster walls frantically, circling my bedroom until I found the closet door. I opened it slowly and jumped inside, leaving a small crack to observe the inside of my dark room. Sitting down amongst clothes and other personal belongings, I waited silently in a blanket of darkness.
The patter I had heard down the hallway became mu
Creepypasta - EponaCreepypasta - Epona3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I sometimes hate Nintendo for making me want to take nostalgia trips into old games.
The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, still my favourite Zelda game to date, was due to be released for the 3DS. I would constantly fangasm while watching the commercials for it on TV. Seeing the images related to the game kept making me want to play it more and more; kept making me eye my old Gamecube because I knew I had the game for that system.
Eventually, I caved. Watching Link being mega awesome on the screen for what seemed like the hundredth time, made me want to revisit the land of Hyrule again. So, I scuttled upstairs and into my room where I hauled out the Gamecube and hooked it up to my small television set. I then rummaged through my videogame drawer until I found and pulled out the case for the Zelda Collection.
I excitedly popped the disk into the Gamecube and booted it up, bouncing in my seat slightly as the system's introduction played on the screen. I selected Ocarin
Creepypasta - CursedAn old woman knelt in front of the grave, a bouquet of violets in herCreepypasta - Cursed3 years ago in Horror More Like This
arms. Her body shook with sobs, and there was a small, wet stain on
the floor where her tears had fallen. A carved Ninetales was crouched
on top of the stone in front of her, and an inscription was carved
into it in slanted, elegant letters.
"Here lies Moonshine, the best Pokémon her owner could ever ask for."
The Ninetales's eyes were a pair of blue gemstones, and the tips of
its tails were covered in slightly rusted copper. It was beautifully
detailed, with each little claw carved out, each strand of fur viSible
if one looked hard enough.
Only the best for her little Ninetales.
Oh, what she wouldn't give to see her again.
It was Eve's tenth birthday, and around the table were scattered
presents, their wrapping paper covered with intricate designs,
shimmering bows stuck onto each of them. The little girl squealed
excitedly, almost shaking from anticipation. She couldn't wait!
After snapping several pictur
CreepyPasta- PokemonIn every Pokemon game, there are dark caves that require the move "Flash" for you to be able to see inside them. However, have you ever tried getting through them without it?CreepyPasta- Pokemon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I discovered this trick on Pokemon Gold and have since tried it on every Pokemon game I own. It works on them all, even Gen 1 games.
You must be in a dark cave or anywhere you should use Flash. Walk around, fight Pokemon in the dark, bump into trainers, and keep wandering in the dark. Eventually, you will find a ladder that isn't on the map. Go down it.
The screen will go black as you hear the 'going down stairs' nnoise, but it will play four times, as if you've just gone down four floors.
A text box will appear on the black screen, simply saying "Where do you think you are?" The music will be distorted for a few seconds as the screen glitches up. Sometimes you might hear a 'thud' noise as if you walked into a wall or a distorted Pokemon cry that sounds like a scream.
After that, you'll be able to see. In the olde
The RakeThe RakeThe Rake4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I haunt your closet in the middle of the night
During this time you are a delightful sight
And if you see me my skin is white
My black eyes can see into your soul
And before you know it, I go hide in my hole
My name is the Rake and
The next time we meet, your neck I will break
So fear me, for your family's sake