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Something big is about to happen. Threads that are on to something are being deleted left and right. This one will probably be too. Also, what happened to that Holy Oil thread?!?!
>>17093068
Somebody called it.
>>17093063
https://archive.4plebs.org/x/thread/17091547/#17091910
What are your favourite creepypastas /x/?
Personally I love Borrasca, The Afterlife Experiment and The Showers.
Squidwards Suicide
the schizo one
>>17092864
Which is that?
Hello /x/, I believe that I have achieved enlightenment. I come to you to offer my advice, wisdom, and anything I else I can give. Please, ask me anything.
>>17092665
what do you mean when you say you have achieved enlightenment? as in, what are the details of your life before becoming enlightened, and what are they now? how has your life changed and what insight do you have that didn't have before?
>>17092673
This
>>17092665
Have you elevated your Creative Sex Force or Life Force to your Crown?
Anyone ever been gangstalked?
OP here. I have.
>>17092453
Story then
>>17092408
I had some weird dude on the phone in a white van park on my street looking at my house and when I looked at him out the window he just backed up
Was kinda weird made me paranoid
Spooky video games discussion
Anyone played Polybius
pathologic is a good spoop game
There is a game on the deep web that features sound bytes of Charles Manson and weird messages. Some believe it's an actual serial killer leaving clues of his/her murders.
my NICE stereo system, which never gets interference, randomly started making a sort of "phaser" (like effect, not star trek) sound for about 2 minutes then quickly diminished. I caught a bit of it on my camera. wtf?
Wiring needs fixing
>>17081566
you missed this part
> nice stereo
also it was brief and has no returned.
sounded like radio jamming.
are you talking home wiring?
Does the stations come in normal now?
ITT: we discuss the possibility of creating a podcast/radio show by /x/, for /x/
Im down like a clown charlie brown. Got oodles of first hand experiences and stories that were related from first hand experiences. I also know a small number of people that might concider coming on to tell their tales.
Are you thinking of hosting? Are you thinking multiple hosts, with back and forth? Weekly? Bi-weekly? Monthly?
>>17080551
There was talk about this in the DMR thread, I'm just trying to consolidate us hopefuls all into this thread
>>17080537
I'd be down for some form of involvement
mothman thread anyone?
Meh. Not really interested in the topic, but have something cute.
Is there ever any confusion or mix up between the mothman and the Ohio grassman? I feel like there might be, but the mothman has only been known for being seen in WV, right?
The Eyes of Mothman documentary on Netflix was pretty good
I had posted this to reddit earlier, thought I'd share.
I don't really plan on editing this, its more like jotting down my thoughts as I go, but I wanted to share my personal experiences with you all. I'm hoping that by doing this, there's someone out there who has possibly experienced the same things, and to tell them they aren't alone. I'm always reluctant to tell anyone, because it's always met with that same "yeah okay" stare. I can understand, there are so many people that have told me their story, some seem far fetched, some seem a bit more believable. But at the end of the day, its not my place to call anyone's story bullshit.
Anyway, this is a fairly long story, as these events have taken place over my life (I'm 23), and will probably require context to understand.
To start off, my childhood was fairly normal. It was just me and my mom, and we lived well for her being a single parent. My mother was high strung, vulgar and quirky. And she also had a lot of stories to tell me growing up, and even at a young age she told me stories of my families run ins with paranormal activity. When she was young, my great grandparents owned a farm house outside of a town called Monroe, Georgia (The structure still stands under new ownership). And from what she told me, the place was eerie, and had a heavy pressure to it when her and my uncle visited. It was pretty well known within my family that the house was haunted, distant relatives would tell stories about how they would go to stay at the house, only to be woken at night to a creak in the hallway outside their room, or lights flickering, or the faucet turning on and off. Most of these you could equate to an old home, but one story stuck out to me as a kid.
>>17097747
As the story goes, my great grandparents had a helper for the house (No idea what the name is) who stayed with them and did farm and house hand shit for some food and a bit of pay. He was staying with them due to his home life being rocky, his wife and him fought quite a bit, and he figured some time apart would help their marriage. Over time this proved to be un true, and his wife left him. This left him outraged and heart broken, and the only way he knew to retaliate was to kill himself. He decided he was going to hang himself from the rafters of the attic, but just for good measure, and to make sure no one could possibly help him from the situation, he made a noose, interwoven in the neck part? were razor blades, so yeah, he hung himself and ended up slicing his neck open at the same time, needless to say he died. The reason I put that bit of info there, was as a young girl, my mother and uncle were terrorized by what they assumed to be the helper. This headless, angry spirit who used to yank off their covers in their sleep, try to drag them off the beds at night, and basically try to all out scare the hell out of them. He would be seen roaming the hallways at night, and even the yard. And he even had a fondness for the stairway, which he apparently would attack anyone who was alone walking up or down the stairs, leaving bruises or trying to shove them down the steps. It wasn't just my mother that talked about this spirit, about %80 of my family who stayed in the house as children remember some awful run in with the headless ghost. My great grandmother also remembered seeing something similar. Theres many more stories about this house, but i won't go into too much detail.
>>17097753
My mother also claimed to be in touch with "the other side". And told me stories about spirits visiting her in the night. Dying relatives revealing their death dates to her, and etc. This pissed me off as a kid, as I thought most of it was shit made up just to freak me out (Which it did, a lot)
My grandparents also claimed to live in a haunted home. They had a ranch style house in Roswell, GA, with a carport attached. And each evening around 6pm, the sound would be heard of a phantom car would pull up to the home, the engine shut off, and people get out of the car. (This would be dumb, if not for being the only house for miles) My grandmother would often reply "Come in" (I remember this vaguely as a young child, they moved when I was 4) As well as instances of things being misplaced, furniture being turned upside down, mysterious callers who would wail and moan into the phone. And even an instance of a man who spoke through their radio, telling them how glad he was that nice people were living in his home (The radio was off according to was I was told) And quite a few..Rather cliche ghostly things that would happen around the home.
And to this day my grandfather talks about a lady in white who visits him, whom he dubbed "the angel". She warns him of upcoming disaster, and assures him of family members wellness. (My grandfather is a bit senile now and doesn't talk about it much, but this has gone on my whole life, and my mom tells me it's something that's been happening for quite some time)
I guess the point of this is to give a bit of backstory into my families haunted history. I'm not sure what I believe or not, my family are quite no-nonsense. And fairly devout religiously, the only person who actively denounces most tales are my uncle, who gets real nervous when anything paranormal is talked about. (It doesn't come up that often)
Which brings me to..Well..me..As I said before, my childhood was really normal for what it was. Nothing really stuck out when I was really young. I can only recall 2 accounts between the ages of 1-15. The first took place in my grandparents lake house (The house they purchased after the roswell home). The house always made me feel un easy, which is normal for a kid I guess, it was a really large home with empty space. And there was one time particular I remember sleeping in the room across from my grandparents. It was their office, and I would sleep on a matt next to an old dell. One night I was having trouble sleeping, I was scared of the dark, and kept talking to myself to reassure myself that everything was fine. In the middle of telling myself everything will be okay. There was a whisper from the corner of the room, which abruptly and quickly replied "NO ITS NOT" in a rather demanding tone. This scared the shit out of me, and I didn't like sleeping in that room from that point forward.
>Water pump for UFO's
and these are the people releasing footage?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ImeAINA4wc
god dammit obama
>>17095363
self bump for fema camps
>>17095363
>mall being constructed
>schizo thinks its a fema camp
How would I go about becoming a demon?
Demons aren't real.
>>17095160
Neither are your parents.
>>17095156
>How would I go about becoming a demon?
Pray to Satan then kill yourself. Try it OP.
I'm serious, let's all share some of our scariest moments in our life... I'll start since I'm the OP.
So yeah, when I was a bit younger I was told to go play a game called imscred, and I fucking hated this game, so one day I decide to play it on screenshare on skype with a bunch of my buddies, and I'm just playing it, and I can't fucking stomach any horror game, pixelated or not I'm bad with them. So once I see white face I freak the literal fuck out, and then notice once I beat the first part some other file was made. So I keep going and I eventually can't handle it anymore. I found more files saying it was in my computer and it couldn't be removed. I was like "omg pls no" cus I was scrub back then, and then.. All my friends are like
>it will haunt you forever
> you cant uninstall it
> ur donezo
> you have to beat the game to get rid of him.
so i'm freaking the fuck out and go to bed, and the next morning I open skype to see a call going on and i'm like "ok cool" and when I join it's all silent with everyone's picture as White Face. So I'm scared shitless, but to make sure I open a profile to see the skype name, but it was whiteface.
So I decided this was real and closed skype and left my computer off for the rest of the day.
Yeah, I know I'm a stupid fucking pussy, but I wanna hear all of your stories too.
P.S This picture scares me... I HATE THIS GUY. I still have Trauma :(
Had some realizations I wish I hadn't while on psychedelics that permanently altered my perception of life
>>17094804
Damn.
>13 or 14 years old
>my best friend and I playing outside
>we got a few hours until dark
>decide to go explore the neighborhood
>take our bikes, go past the hospital and the old video tape store
>end up at an old bookstore
>used to go there all the time when I was younger but they closed down about 3 years before
>sneak inside, run around for a bit
>see a fucking possum and run the hell out of there
>want to do it again but not there
>no abandoned buildings anywhere
>settle for a construction site
>Sunday, so nobody's there
>building some hotel or apartment complex or something
>fuck around with left behind tools and shit for a while
>throwing buzzsaw blades at wood walls, cool as shit
>find one floor that isn't quite done yet
>had some tools laying around
>a chain attatched to the wall with a tarp over one end
>couple of chairs and cigarette butts
>had a pretty good view of the surrounding area, so we chilled out up there for a few minutes
>leaving, heading towards the staircase
>hear the chain tighten
ohshit.jpg
>tarp 20 feet away from where it was, chain is completely tight
>as if something is pulling it
>something is under that tarp, can see it's shape now
it must have been asleep or watching us or something because it was just a slump, we figured the tarp must have been covering tools or something.
>run fast as fuck downstairs
>bike home as fast as possible
>both of us just shut up and watched comedy movies to try to calm us down
didn't speak about it until the next day, and after that never again.
I don't know if it's my memory playing tricks on me but it was on all fours, whatever it was. kicked up some dust too so there must have been something under it. hell it could have been a construction worker playing a prank on us. but i still to this day can't get the sound of that chain tightening out of my head.
I gotta fill my scary/creepy/odd pics/gif file. No jump scares. Their pointless and for 6 year olds. Give me something actually creepy
Does anyone have any legit information on the Black Knight or know of any documentaries that do?
>>17093689
Check out WWW.google.CoM
>>17093689
Yes you stupid, useless turd. Wikipedia does. There is no Black Knight and only hopelessly pointless shit banadas bother with it.
So way to prove you're retarded. Fuck you. Go die.
trash from humans.
I want to be altruistic and do kind things etc... but I'm afraid that people won't take me seriously and make fun of me... or think that I'm only "faking" it or doing it for attention.
Does someone know this feel?
Why is being good so hard?
If you're surrounded by people who will accuse you of "faking it" when you do nice things, then you are:
a.) Such a well-established dick of the highest order that no wonder people don't take your "nice deeds" seriously
b.) Surrounded by people who are dicks.
Either way, who gives a fuck if people "make fun of you" for doing nice things?
If you meditate, those things will happen naturally and you won't care about what other people think. You'll be at peace with yourself and will be fulfilling your human potential to its fullest positive extent. Theres nothing that can mess with that when its present and a natural part of your being.
>>17092861
What this guy said basically. You're probably afraid of people thinking you're faking it because part of you thinks you are. You have to go out of your way to try and be good, to even appear "good", if you actually were good this shit would not matter to you. But whatever, even if you are just doing it to look good infront of others, some actual good might come from it anyway, and you might even end up becoming the real thing one day.
