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FPRT Creepypasta 1
> There are certain rules in this world that we must abide by. MAX:  Don't talk about Fight Club!  No pooftahs!  Expand or die!  And whatever you do, don't cross the streams! > We don't always agree with them, and they rarely agree with us, but if we are to survive to see tomorrow, > we need to place our personal feelings aside and just accept things for what they are. MAX:  Look, Sam!  I'm in a constant state of NOT doing that! > Take rule #86, for instance. SAM:  I'm sorry, but bribing an officer is against the law, Mr. Story. > Rule #86 states that every time someone speaks your name, it creates a duplicate of you. > Consider that
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Manhattan, 1938
By the time Officer Faulk was able to break open the door, Ed Dowd was dead, slumped against the back room's far wall of his Manhattan tenement, directly under a stained white curtain that billowed in the wind from the open window.  His head was hanging limp, and every few seconds a drop of blood fell from his mouth to the floor, forming a small red puddle on the grimy hardwood paneling. Faulk ran his hand through his black hair and turned back to the doorway to the woman who reported the gunshots.  She was standing by the main door in a state of shock, as pale as alabaster.  Officer Faulk walked back into the hallway to comfort her and call
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The Scarab Strikes
It was midnight when Gilbert Fairfax finally found his Manhattan tenement, drunk.  With a clumsy traipse, he placed his car keys on the kitchen counter and tumbled into the back room, where he collapsed.  He was asleep -- or, rather, unconscious -- before he hit the ground. The first thing Gilbert saw when he awoke was how the morning sunlight flooded the apartment's sole window. "Oh, good," said a huge black mass, standing beside that very window, out of the way of that very light.  It was one with the shadows, and didn't seem so much as a physical body as a disembodied voice rising from the darkness.  The voice was as loud as it was clear
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Arland Strange's Legacy
Renowned nation-wide for his brilliant mind, Doctor Arland Strange was a career student for most of his life.  In the span of just under seventy years, he graduated from twelve major universities in the United States and Britain, he became a doctor of medicine and a prodigy in several major branches of engineering and he lectured in several different subjects in all of the Ivy League and the Universities of Cambridge, Oxford and London.  He was described in his heyday as the greatest renaissance man since Leonardo da Vinci, and by the end of his life, he had acquired so many titles, honorables and credentials that he likely surpassed even the
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Kescher Family Act
            Spring, 1914.          The curtain flew open and Thaddäus Kescher, dressed in a black-tie tuxedo, bowed to the audience.  The crowd responded with a roar of applause.  A small table of tricks and what-have-you stood next to him and he searched frantically through the mess for a moment before furrowing his brow and stomping his foot.  The sound echoed throughout the entire theater.          "Oh, Minerve, darling!  Come here," cried Kescher to the right wing.  Minerve, a beautiful woman from the French border and Thaddäus' second wife, sauntered onstage.  She was wearing a form-fitting white dress that didn't have any
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FPRT Creepypasta 1
> There are certain rules in this world that we must abide by. MAX:  Don't talk about Fight Club!  No pooftahs!  Expand or die!  And whatever you do, don't cross the streams! > We don't always agree with them, and they rarely agree with us, but if we are to survive to see tomorrow, > we need to place our personal feelings aside and just accept things for what they are. MAX:  Look, Sam!  I'm in a constant state of NOT doing that! > Take rule #86, for instance. SAM:  I'm sorry, but bribing an officer is against the law, Mr. Story. > Rule #86 states that every time someone speaks your name, it creates a duplicate of you. > Consider that
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Manhattan, 1938
By the time Officer Faulk was able to break open the door, Ed Dowd was dead, slumped against the back room's far wall of his Manhattan tenement, directly under a stained white curtain that billowed in the wind from the open window.  His head was hanging limp, and every few seconds a drop of blood fell from his mouth to the floor, forming a small red puddle on the grimy hardwood paneling. Faulk ran his hand through his black hair and turned back to the doorway to the woman who reported the gunshots.  She was standing by the main door in a state of shock, as pale as alabaster.  Officer Faulk walked back into the hallway to comfort her and call
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The Scarab Strikes
It was midnight when Gilbert Fairfax finally found his Manhattan tenement, drunk.  With a clumsy traipse, he placed his car keys on the kitchen counter and tumbled into the back room, where he collapsed.  He was asleep -- or, rather, unconscious -- before he hit the ground. The first thing Gilbert saw when he awoke was how the morning sunlight flooded the apartment's sole window. "Oh, good," said a huge black mass, standing beside that very window, out of the way of that very light.  It was one with the shadows, and didn't seem so much as a physical body as a disembodied voice rising from the darkness.  The voice was as loud as it was clear
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Arland Strange's Legacy
Renowned nation-wide for his brilliant mind, Doctor Arland Strange was a career student for most of his life.  In the span of just under seventy years, he graduated from twelve major universities in the United States and Britain, he became a doctor of medicine and a prodigy in several major branches of engineering and he lectured in several different subjects in all of the Ivy League and the Universities of Cambridge, Oxford and London.  He was described in his heyday as the greatest renaissance man since Leonardo da Vinci, and by the end of his life, he had acquired so many titles, honorables and credentials that he likely surpassed even the
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Kescher Family Act
            Spring, 1914.          The curtain flew open and Thaddäus Kescher, dressed in a black-tie tuxedo, bowed to the audience.  The crowd responded with a roar of applause.  A small table of tricks and what-have-you stood next to him and he searched frantically through the mess for a moment before furrowing his brow and stomping his foot.  The sound echoed throughout the entire theater.          "Oh, Minerve, darling!  Come here," cried Kescher to the right wing.  Minerve, a beautiful woman from the French border and Thaddäus' second wife, sauntered onstage.  She was wearing a form-fitting white dress that didn't have any
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Ned Flanders porn? Well, now I've seen it all.
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New story coming soon?
What's this?  A new story?  Coming soon, I say?  How about that, eh!  Me actually getting off of my ass and doing something.  Now that's a sight to behold! Well, that's not exactly true that I haven't been doing anything.  I've actually been preparing this idea for a while -- it's actually probably why I haven't been posting anything, other than outright procrastination and laziness.  I've been working on plot points and original, interesting characters and neato weird science things like a thick, viscous chemical that can not only conduct, but also amplify an electrical charge beyond the input and stuff. But first, I've gotta post in an RP
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radoxistProfessional General Artist
Hi there !
It is nice to see that you like my artworks and thanks for the +fav !
Do not hesitate to add some comments in the future. I would love to read them.

Greetings from Slovakia !
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N8MAHobbyist Traditional Artist
thnx for the fave!
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sketchethProfessional Digital Artist
Hey thanks a lot for watching!
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Thanks for the :+fav: :thanks:
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Thanks for the fave and watch!