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Creepy/Disturbing stories thread(17+yrs recomendded)
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| so seeing how some disturbing internet stories have been shared on this site, and how people like to get a good scare froom them... this thread is born! i made it so people can share their own disturbing ideas, and warn otherwise to young members from seeing them!, if you want to post a story that is especially bad, please put it in a spoiler... just incase but yes... if this gets a bit too...well, disturbing, i will delete this thread! so please keep this a bit under control... | 2010-08-16 04:09:00 Author: theswweet  Posts: 2468 |
| Thanks for the thread!!! Well i'll have to look all over my brain to see if i find anything! | 2010-08-16 04:12:00 Author: shadow3596  Posts: 2442 |
| thanks!...and i can't wait to see our resident peanut lord has to make us all wet our pants! (that means you rawk...) | 2010-08-16 04:13:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| How do i make spoilers? | 2010-08-16 04:18:00 Author: Unknown User  |
| [ spoiler=YOUR TEXT INSTEAD OF CLICK TO SHOW HERE ][/ spoiler ] erase the spaces, and put what you want in between the two, like when you make a link | 2010-08-16 04:19:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| This thread has been done before.. it was called Grosser than Gross. This would be general chat, not general media.. lol | 2010-08-16 04:25:00 Author: Bremnen  Posts: 1800 |
I hope i didn't inspire this by squidward's suicide  | 2010-08-16 04:32:00 Author: anoken  Posts: 1654 |
| I hope i didn't inspire this by squidward's suicide I think you did!!  | 2010-08-16 04:37:00 Author: shadow3596 Posts: 2442 |
| This thread has been done before.. it was called Grosser than Gross. This would be general chat, not general media.. lol im pretty sure he means creepy murder stories and other things on the internet and or news | 2010-08-16 05:02:00 Author: Charlemagne  Posts: 513 |
| / bingo!!! and yah, inspired by that spongy story...and other stories posted here | 2010-08-16 05:24:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| / bingo!!! and yah, inspired by that spongy story...and other stories posted here lol i should of never posted that | 2010-08-16 16:56:00 Author: anoken Posts: 1654 |
| So, no one's going to post any disturbing stories, then? Okey dokey...XD | 2010-08-16 21:22:00 Author: SPONGMONKEY56  Posts: 209 |
| So, no one's going to post any disturbing stories, then? Okey dokey...XD We are waiting for Rocksauron to get here!!! | 2010-08-16 21:29:00 Author: shadow3596 Posts: 2442 |
| The story of Alesana's The Emptiness. Luk it up. | 2010-08-16 21:32:00 Author: Voltergeist  Posts: 1702 |
| We are waiting for Rocksauron to get here!!! I don't know any persay. When I said that, I was talking about how I can easily think up a more disturbing story on the fly. I would now but I don't feel like it. | 2010-08-16 21:52:00 Author: RockSauron  Posts: 10882 |
| Do they have to be real or can we make them up? If not there's that one someone posted abot that guy throwing a dog from a bridge... | 2010-08-16 21:54:00 Author: Silverleon  Posts: 6707 |
| Jun 5th 2009, 7:58. Skyshale033 Does anyone remember this kid?s show? It was called Candle Cove and I must have been 6 or 7. I never found reference to it anywhere so I think it was on a local station around 1971 or 1972. I lived in Ironton at the time. I don't remember which station, but I do remember it was on at a weird time, like 4:00 PM. mike_painter65 it seems really familiar to me?..i grew up outside of ashland and was 9 yrs old in 72. candle cove?was it about pirates? i remember a pirate marionete at the mouth of a cave talking to a little girl Skyshale033 YES! Okay I?m not crazy! I remember Pirate Percy. I was always kind of scared of him. He looked like he was built from parts of other dolls, real low-budget. His head was an old porcelain baby doll, looked like an antique that didn?t belong on the body. I don't remember what station this was! I don't think it was WTSF though. Jaren_2005 Sorry to ressurect this old thread but I know exactly what show you mean, Skyshale. I think Candle Cove ran for only a couple months in ?71, not ?72. I was 12 and I watched it a few times with my brother. It was channel 58, whatever station that was. My mom would let me switch to it after the news. Let me see what I remember. It took place in Candle cove, and it was about a little girl who imagined herself to be friends with pirates. The pirate ship was called the Laughingstock, and Pirate Percy wasn?t a very good pirate because he got scared too easily. And there was calliope music constantly playing. Don?t remember the girl?s name. Janice or Jade or something. Think it was Janice. Skyshale033 Thank you Jaren!!! Memories flooded back when you mentioned the Laughingstock and channel 58. I remember the bow of the ship was a wooden smiling face, with the lower jaw submerged. It looked like it was swallowing the sea and it had that awful Ed Wynn voice and laugh. I especially remember how jarring it was when they switched from the wooden/plastic model, to the foam puppet version of the head that talked. mike_painter65 ha ha i remember now too.  do you remember this part skyshale: ?you have?to go?INSIDE.?Skyshale033 Ugh mike, I got a chill reading that. Yes I remember. That?s what the ship always told Percy when there was a spooky place he had to go in, like a cave or a dark room where the treasure was. And the camera would push in on Laughingstock?s face with each pause. YOU HAVE? TO GO? INSIDE. With his two eyes askew and that flopping foam jaw and the fishing line that opened and closed it. Ugh. It just looked so cheap and awful. You guys remember the villain? He had a face that was just a handlebar mustache above really tall, narrow teeth. kevin_hart i honestly, honestly thought the villain was pirate percy. i was about 5 when this show was on. nightmare fuel. Jaren_2005 That wasn?t the villain, the puppet with the mustache. That was the villain?s sidekick, Horace Horrible. He had a monocle too, but it was on top of the mustache. I used to think that meant he had only one eye. But yeah, the villain was another marionette. The Skin-Taker. I can?t believe what they let us watch back then. kevin_hart jesus h. christ, the skin taker. what kind of a kids show were we watching? i seriously could not look at the screen when the skin taker showed up. he just descended out of nowhere on his strings, just a dirty skeleton wearing that brown top hat and cape. and his glass eyes that were too big for his skull. christ almighty. Skyshale033 Wasn?t his top hat and cloak all sewn up crazily? Was that supposed to be children?s skin?? mike_painter65 yeah i think so. rememer his mouth didn?t open and close, his jaw just slid back and foth. i remember the little girl said ?why does your mouth move like that? and the skin-taker didn?t look at the girl but at the camera and said ?TO GRIND YOUR SKIN? Skyshale033 I?m so relieved that other people remember this terrible show! I used to have this awful memory, a bad dream I had where the opening jingle ended, the show faded in from black, and all the characters were there, but the camera was just cutting to each of their faces, and they were just screaming, and the puppets and marionettes were flailing spastically, and just all screaming, screaming. The girl was just moaning and crying like she had been through hours of this. I woke up many times from that nightmare. I used to wet the bed when I had it. kevin_hart i don't think that was a dream. i remember that. i remember that was an episode. Skyshale033 No no no, not possible. There was no plot or anything, I mean literally just standing in place crying and screaming for the whole show. kevin_hart maybe i?m manufacturing the memory because you said that, but i swear to god i remember seeing what you described. they just screamed. Jaren_2005 Oh God. Yes. The little girl, Janice, I remember seeing her shake. And the Skin-Taker screaming through his gnashing teeth, his jaw careening so wildly I thought it would come off its wire hinges. I turned it off and it was the last time I watched. I ran to tell my brother and we didn?t have the courage to turn it back on. mike_painter65 i visited my mom today at the nursing home. i asked her about when i was littel in the early 70s, when i was 8 or 9 and if she remebered a kid?s show, candle cove. she said she was suprised i could remember that and i asked why, and she said ?because i used to think it was so strange that you said ?i?m gona go watch candle cove now mom? and then you would tune the tv to static and juts watch dead air for 30 minutes. you had a big imagination with your little pirate show.? This, was Candle Cove (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2h5ym6ZlVY)... :hrmf: | 2010-08-16 22:52:00 Author: Oddmania  Posts: 1305 |
| We had something very similar to this a while back, 'Disney's Huge Secret.' Slenderman FTW | 2010-08-16 23:02:00 Author: resistance1  Posts: 812 |
| Someone definitely has to a Sackboy Suicide. Think of the creepiness a cute burlap sack can make. | 2010-08-16 23:03:00 Author: CyberSora Posts: 5551 |
| lol http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQdYYqe8l5IphasoLMcs4bkoFZaGuyLM gGQdZ2qV5sGva7R5ms&t=1&usg=__2zuG79mjfJWrVipohEpAqKKFSug= | 2010-08-16 23:43:00 Author: HollieCat  Posts: 197 |
| weird Mickey mouse comic strip lol http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRyZdbZx2_Mk0VkhCXyP54PXdsqURwbI aw79_kAjDQJtl5FEmA&t=1&usg=__-EhkK7MDPDO2uDtrNAkERzFCdVc= | 2010-08-16 23:45:00 Author: HollieCat Posts: 197 |
| i found something really Disturbing !!!! not gonna show because its to disturbing and real . lol | 2010-08-17 01:57:00 Author: HollieCat Posts: 197 |
| even though its not a creepy story or creepypasta or anything. there is already a creepy sackboy image, one the dynamic themes for the psp is horrible...i have it, ill see if i can show it to you edit...well its somewhat creepy the music has been dubbed over the video, there is no music in the real thing http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYdfu6lGm9g&feature=related | 2010-08-17 02:20:00 Author: Xegethra  Posts: 207 |
| Sunday, 16th August 2010 9:00: The day I lost my mind began he same as any other. Dragged from my bed prematurely by my well meaning parental figure, I began my steady descent down the stairs of my house. The thing about my staircase is the resounding thud given when one makes their way up and down it. Almost with a rhythm. Thud, thud thud, thud, thud thud... Almost like a heartbeat. Almost as if the house was living... But nonsense. This happened every day, no need to make a fuss about it. This was my usual train of thought. So as I sank to the beanbag on the floor in front of the living room television, I began my daily routine: eat my cereal which my mother kindly prepares for me, plonk on the television and grasp hold of the day. My mother called out to me. She told me she'd be out for a while, though she didn't say why, or specify for how long. This should've struck me as unnatural, if it were not for the phone ringing, which somewhat muffled my perceptive senses, as a ringing telephone usually does. I went to go pick it up - the line was dead. I tried to redial - just a dial tone. No matter. Flicking through the channels on the T.V, I found nothing of any interest whatsoever, so I grudgingly made my way up the stairs. Thud, thud thud, thud, thud thud... I flung my curtains open. Pitch black outside. In the middle of August. Weird. I closed my curtains again. Flicked on the light. Sat on my chair, and turned on my PS3. As I logged in, it didn't even occur to me that the fact my friends list was bereft of names was in any way a sign that I should get off my PS3. I considered it to be a meaningless glitch and a mistake on Sony?s part. Not once did I think about running. Not once did I think to turn and flee, to get out of the house, to lock all the doors and windows, to burn down the house where it stood. But why should I? Why should I have done? ?Maybe I?ll finally get some peace of mind creating my level?? That was what I?d almost naively thought. I opened the case for LBP, but it was already in the PS3? Of course, it always was. Why did I still even have the case? I laughed to myself. If only I?d known what I was laughing at. If only I?d known the dark secrets held within that case. If only. As I started up the game, I skipped the opening cinematic, just like I always did. I concentrated instead on fiddling with my iPod, trying as I always did to find the right track before my Sackboy spawned in his Pod. You may notice me now referring to my sackperson as a person, instead of just a bundle of pixels and written scripts. My reasons for this will become clear. I eventually found the track ? Falling Down by Oasis. I like this track because I felt it remained true to what Oasis were all about: Turning up the amps so much as to cause distortion and a new level to their music. I found it in record time, too. But all thoughts of my taste in music were pushed aside when I turned to the screen of my television. Because of what I saw. It's obviously not finished, but I think I'll finish it tomorrow if you guys like it :3 Creepy... If you finish this you could be the next stephen king | 2010-08-17 02:24:00 Author: anoken Posts: 1654 |
| it was ok indeed...but the whole "alomost as if the house was living" wasnt needed i thought, it seems like a premature spoiler also the whole thing about running and burning the house down...was a bit too dramatic. its pretty clear noone would think of that. theyd just go "**** friends list" keep signing in and out till it comes back, if not either come off the ps3 or play a game (which is the case in the story of course) i think the problem with these stories is that they delve into the whole thick of things too quickly...rather than build up slowly with small oddities, they do one or two and jump right in...ruins it for me. im not a good writer, but i still know what i like to read otherwise, i would like to see what else happens | 2010-08-17 02:34:00 Author: Xegethra Posts: 207 |
| here we go! found this on deviantart! please, the original, and others can be found here (http://imarran.deviantart.com/gallery/#) i did not create this, and remeber that this is very disturbing... though i find the second and third one very disturbing as welll... they may be worse http://th04.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2010/179/a/f/Inner_Reflections__Capture_by_IMArran.jpg Cindy wasn't a popular person. She considered herself just an average mid-twenties girl even though others did comment that she was pretty. Cindy was petite of frame despite her five foot eight height and had light blue eyes and light brown hair which she kept just above the ears short save for 2 thick strands which ran down the sides of her face touching her chin. She had no family as her parents passed away a couple years ago leaving her a sizeable inheritance which guaranteed that she wouldn't have to work for the rest of her life and still live quite well. Cindy only had one close friend, Erica, who she went out with and did things occasionally. Rubber and latex clothing and stories interested Cindy the most though she did think people would think her weird or a freak so she kept it as a slight fancy. She especially loved reading stories concerning rubber and PVC and started wondering what it would like to wear some of the clothing described in those stories. Cindy was sitting at her computer perusing fetish clothing and toys sites searching to purchase some clothing when she came across an ad on one site showing that there was a fetish superstore nearby. The ad boasted that it had everything for the fetish lover and Cindy thought she would go see just how true that boast was. She grabbed her purse, locked up, and got into her car. Since it was getting close to 9pm, the drive to the fetish store was fairly quick and as she pulled up she saw that the store was about the size of a supermarket and the purple neon sign saying "Inner Reflections" spread over one big window pane. Walking up to the door feeling nervous and excited at the same time, Cindy looked over her shoulder and did a quick scan of the small parking lot noticing only 3 other cars besides hers. "Hmm?Not many people here." Cindy mumbled under her breath. She opened the door and went in. Instantly, three of her five senses were assaulted by the interior of the store. The inside was huge with large amounts of fetish wear, toys, bondage gear, videos, and magazines everywhere which caused her eyes to widen. There was some alternative rock playing over the speakers though it wasn't too loud and Cindy could smell the distinct aroma of rubber in the air. There were also quite a few mannequins standing out modeling some of the fetish wear. The mannequins were quite impressive as they looked like they were staring at you and were posed in different seductive positions. Cindy slowly walked toward the center of the store, gently caressing the clothing nearest the isle. She glanced around again and noticed that nobody was in here save for her. She continued to scan the clothing and items while walking deeper into the store. The middle of the store was dominated by a circular counter with smaller fetish items behind its glass and it was unmanned. -Not many employees here either- Cindy thought shrugging. A bunch of rubber items caught Cindy's attention off to the left so she went over to them. The sight brought a small smile to her face. The area she was in was dominated by rubber and latex catsuits, hoods, gloves, and other clothing of the same material. Her eyes were drawn to the catsuits filling the racks before her. She reached out and started stroking the rubber, hypnotized by the feel and didn't notice someone come up behind her. "I see you like the rubber." A female voice said behind her. Cindy jumped, letting out a little squeak of surprise, then whirled around to face the person behind her. "I didn't mean to startle you miss." The woman in front of Cindy said smiling slightly. "That is ok." Replied Cindy letting her heart calm down some. "My name is Miss Terri, the owner of the store here," the woman said placing one slender gloved hand on her hip. Cindy stared at Miss Terri taking in the sight. The woman was dressed totally in rubber. A black with dark maroon stripes mermaid style knee length rubber dress covered a striking figure with shoulder length black rubber gloves covered her hands. Black 6" PVC boots ran up to the tops of her knees which caused the woman to tower over the smaller girl. Long, mid-back length raven colored hair offset the almost porcelain color of her flawless skin. Brown, almost black eyes stayed locked onto Cindy, making her feel like they were boring into her soul. Cindy blinked twice coming out of her startlement. "Nice to meet you, I'm Cindy." "I see you like the feel of rubber," Miss Terri commented, pointing to the rack of rubber clothing. Cindy flushed some in slight embarrassment turning to the clothing racks. "Well, it is kind of a curiosity for me," Cindy stammered out. Miss Terri chuckled a little at the comment then spun around in a circle showing off the clothes she wore. "No need to be embarrassed, as you can see I love rubber and latex and I am not afraid to show it." Cindy didn't say anything, just continued to run her fingers over the material of the clothing. "I take it you are hiding this curiosity from your friends or family perhaps?" Miss Terri asked putting some emphasis on the words friends and family stepping in closer to the smaller girl. Cindy turned back around, taking a small step back to put some space between the taller woman. "No. No, my parents passed away a few years ago and I really only have one friend," Cindy answered staring at Miss Terri. "Oh I am sorry?I didn't mean to bring up anything painful." Miss Terri said stepping back, eyes still locked onto Cindy. "So, you want to try on some of the rubber catsuits we have available?" The owner asked quickly changing the subject. "Oh I don't know?" Cindy started shuffling her feet some. "C'mon it will be fun for you." Miss Terri stepped past the girl and moving the hanging catsuits on the racks searching. "A size 4 correct?" "Wow, yes I am." "Ah, here we go!" The owner pulled out a sleek black catsuit and removed the hanger. "Guaranteed to be nice and snug but oh so sexy!" "I am just looking really," Cindy began putting her hands up shaking them. "Nonsense," Miss Terri said gently putting a hand around the girls arm and led her to one of the stores dressing rooms. "You will just love the look!" Before Cindy could protest again, she was gently pushed into the dressing room and handed the rubber catsuit and the door was closed. The dressing room was small with bland grey walls and a large six foot mirror dominating one of the walls. There was a small seat in on of the corners of the room colored the same grey as the walls. The door that lead out of the room was grey as well with grey vents in the middle of it. "Don't forget to talc yourself down before putting on the suit!" Miss Terri called through the door. "It will make it easier to get on!" Cindy sighed placing the suit on the small seat and looked at herself in the mirror wondering if she should just leave. She looked back at the rubber suit and slowly caressed it some more enjoying the smooth feel of it. She let out a small sigh again and started to unbutton her blouse. A faint hissing sound came from above causing Cindy to stop what she was doing and look up. The small vent in the ceiling was releasing a slight greenish vapor which slowly wafted towards the floor. Cindy watched as the first vapors reached down to her face where she quickly sniffed. A little lightheadedness gripped her and she reached for the dressing room door knob and tried to turn it but the knob would not budge. She tried it a little harder with the same results. Fear started creeping in and Cindy banged her hand in the door some still trying to open the door. "Hello?" Cindy shouted through the door. "Miss Terri? You there? The door seems to be stuck!" Suddenly, more of the gas started pouring through the vent in the ceiling which caused Cindy to go into a panic. Still jiggling the doorknob and banging her hand on the door, she turned and looked up to see the gas working its way down the wall pooling at her feet, quickly rising up. She turned back to the door and saw the vents in the door slam closed sealing her into the small room. Cindy continued to panic as the gas filled the room. She took a deep breath and held it and then jumped up on the seat trying to get away from the gas. Soon her lungs started to hurt demanding oxygen and tears squeezed from Cindy's eyes as she tried in vain to hold her breath. The gas got thicker and soon Cindy couldn't hold her breath anymore and exhaled violently. She inhaled and found the world starting to swim and she braced against the wall, slowly sliding down as the dizziness overcame her. She crumpled into a seating position on the seat as the world went black. Consciousness was like mercury as Cindy tried to grab a hold of it. Slowly, like being in thick mud, she clawed her way back to wakefulness. The sounds of machinery were the first thing that Cindy knew that she was coming around. She remembered being in the dressing room when a gas started coming in and passing out which brought her back to full consciousness. Her eyes snapped open to instantly squint in the brightness of the overhead lights. Cindy tried to bring up a hand to shield her eyes but found her arm not moving from its outstretched position. She noticed that her other arm and legs would not move and she was lying spread eagle on something slightly rough. The most shocking thing that she noticed was that she was completely nude. Cindy shook at her bonds trying in vain to get free and after a few minutes, she stopped, tired from the struggle. Looking around she saw that she was in a decently sized room with part of one wall covered in dark smoke colored glass and quite a few pieces of machinery placed all around the room. Titling her head left, then right, she saw that mechanical clamps attached to robotic arms which looked like a small robotic assembly line, held her wrists straight out to her sides. Cindy saw that her ankles were in the same predicament after craning her neck downward. "Ah, I see our project is finally awake," A woman's voice came over a PA system. Cindy let out a small yelp then started looking around frantically for the person who made the announcement. "Please?please let me go!" Cindy pleaded as loud as she could and wiggled again at her bonds. "Oh, but we can't do that my dear," came the reply. "We have need of you." "What are you going to do to me?" "You will see in a few minutes." "Please just let me go! I promise I won't say anything!" The only answer that came was the machines holding Cindy down sprang to life, lifting her up into a standing spread eagle position with her arms over her head. She squirmed with all her strength but the clamps holding her upright were too strong and the hum of all the machinery combined also drowned out her shouts for help. Soon, the conveyor belt that she was lying on previously started moving bringing what looked like a bunch of flesh colored plastic pieces toward her. More robotic arms sprung out of the metal boxes holding Cindy hostage and grabbed the first of many plastic pieces that got close. She saw, as the arms brought the pieces closer, that the first pieces were shaped like the front half and the back half of the bottom part of a leg and foot. The foot part was arched down severely like it was designed to fit extremely high heeled shoes. Realization struck and Cindy's eyes widened as the plastic was brought closer to her legs. Struggling with a renewed vigor, Cindy tried to prevent the machines from bringing the pieces any closer by twisting her feet as much as she could within the clamps holding her ankles. The arms stopped within a foot of her legs as if waiting for her to stop moving. Thinking she thwarted the machines, Cindy kept wiggling her feet until a sharp pain started developing where the robot arms held her ankles. The clamps started getting tighter and tighter and the pain sharper the more she kept wiggling her toes. "I suggest you stop struggling my dear," the female voice came from over the PA. "The clamps will tighten every time you struggle, and I really don't want you damaged." To emphasize the statement the person gave, the ankle clamps tightened more causing Cindy to wince in pain. Cindy stopped wiggling her feet and the clamps loosened their grip on her. "See?" the voice over the PA announced. "Compliance takes the pain away." Tears welled up in Cindy's eyes. The arms holding the plastic pieces moved closer and the clamp holding Cindy's left ankle loosened more then slid up her smooth skin then clamped right above her knee. The front half of the plastic foot and leg made contact with her skin causing her foot and bottom part of her leg to conform to the shape of the plastic. The back half came around and closed around the rest of her leg. Cindy felt a slight squeezing as the two plastic halves connected together. Yet another robot arm came out of the left machine, holding what looked like a soldering iron. It moved to where the plastic join was at and started working its way down joining the two pieces of plastic together. "I would highly suggest not moving at all during this phase," the female voice came again. "Wouldn't be good to get yourself burned. The inner lining of the plastic will protect you from the heat but moving unexpectedly would cause the molder to miss and hit delicate skin." Cindy held still until the soldering iron finished working all around the plastic. A sixth arm came out with what looked like a flat disc attached and commenced smoothing out the melted plastic until the plastic looked like one solid piece, no trace of a join showed. The same process was done to Cindy's right leg and soon she had both bottom halves of her legs sealed in unyielding plastic. The arms holding her legs moved back to her now plastic ankles, taking care not to crush the smooth plastic. Two more pieces were picked up by the arms and Cindy saw these pieces were shaped like the front and back side of a female's hips, and upper legs. The two plastic pieces moved closer, one going in front over while the other swung behind. The arms holding her plastic ankles pushed Cindy's feet closer together so she was in more of a standing position. Cindy started to think about struggling but the clamps holding her arms got a little tighter to remind her not to move. Again the soldering arms came up and removed any trace of the seam, also joining the bottom leg parts to the top before the buffing arms came in and smoothed down the lumps. Cindy bent her head down and saw from her hips down she looked like a plastic version of herself. She tried bending her legs but the stiff plastic did not budge and the squeezing pressure on her legs and hips let her know that there was no room to move within the confines of the plastic shell. The next set of pieces was the front and back parts of a torso, going from the bottom of the neck to the waist. Cindy saw the waist part was incredibly narrow and she thought her midsection would never be able to fit into that part. The arms moved the torso pieces revealing a shiny black rubber item. They grabbed the item and wrapped it around Cindy's waist. Cindy's eyes widened as she realized that it was a rubber corset wrapped around her. Soon, the arms started tightening the corset cinching her already small waist even smaller. Cindy gasped for breath as the arms finished with the corset laces and saw that her waist was as small as the mannequin shell she was soon to be encased in. The torso pieces were picked up and placed on Cindy's body, her breasts squeezed into the plastic shaped breasts raising them up in the process. Her newly cinched waist barely fit into the plastic waist of the mannequin torso. Again the solder arms came up and wiped clean any trace of the seam so Cindy was now encased in the shell from her shoulders all the way to the tips of her now plastic toes. All that remained was her arms, neck and head. Tears welled up again as Cindy prayed that this was only a dream and she would wake up anytime soon. The clamps holding Cindy's feet released their grip and shifted up to her plastic waist and combined making one big clamp which wrapped around her, steadying her slightly above the conveyor. The robot arms brought Cindy's captive arms down by her sides while the upper arm pieces came close. Arms grabbed the upper arm piece and after a few minutes, Cindy's upper arms, from the shoulder to her elbows, were encased in unyielding plastic. The last parts to the mannequin rolled up on the conveyor and were grabbed by the arms. The hand parts of the plastic were pointed away from the body parallel to the floor, the wrists at a ninety degree angle, palms facing downward. Soldering arms came in followed by the buffing arms and now Cindy's lower arms and hands were also encased in rigid plastic. Only parts of Cindy that were still visible were the neck and head. Neck pieces came next, clamping around her neck tight enough to not allow her to turn her head at all. Cindy strained her eyes downward and saw that the final head pieces were picked up by the arms and lifted up toward her head where they stopped. She could see that the mask part of the mannequin face had a large plastic gag where the mouth was and that she could see through the blue colored plastic eyes. Cindy suddenly saw a new robotic arm swing into her view with what looked like a syringe on its end. The syringe went under Cindy's chin. Cindy tried to wiggle as much as she could but was unable to move at all. She felt a sharp prick right where her neck met the underside of her jaw. Cindy felt a slight burning sensation in her throat and tried to plead again but this time no sound came from her lips. She tried to yell out but found out that no sound was heard. She realized that that syringe must have been filled with something to stop her from emitting any sound. Cindy started crying profusely at this new predicament. The back part of the plastic head settled onto the back of Cindy's head as the front part got closer. Cindy tried to recoil but the back part of the head thwarted that idea. The gag part of the mask pressed against Cindy's lips but she refused to open her mouth. It pressed a little harder on her mouth but Cindy refused to let the last part of the head close on her. One of the robot arms that held her plastic arms moved up to her jaw and slowly applied pressure on her cheeks. Cindy resisted until the pressure on her cheeks became unbearable. She opened her mouth and immediately the plastic gag slid into her mouth. The arm squeezing her cheeks let go and the plastic mask slid the rest of the way onto Cindy's face. Cindy was now looking through the blue and white plastic eyes if the mannequin face. She heard the solder arms and buffer seal her head into the plastic head. Cindy found that she could breathe through the plastic gag tube but that was about the extent of it. She saw some of the robot arms swing into view then sweep up to the top of her now plastic head. Soon she heard some slight tapping on top of her plastic head and wondered what was happening. Long, raven dark hair cascaded around her plastic vision and realized that the arms were adding black hair to the top of her plastic head. The arms finished and now the Cindy mannequin had shiny black hair that reached down to mid-waist. The conveyor belt moved again and Cindy saw that clothing moved toward her plastic form. The robot arms picked up a rubber corset with eight rubber garters and slapped it around Cindy's plastic waist and laced it up quickly since the waist was already the desired size it was mainly for show. Next black rubber stockings were rolled up her plastic legs then attached them to the corset's garters. Black rubber panties were next snugly covering Cindy's plastic sex and ***. Black, thigh high PVC boots with a high gloss shine were laced up next then the robot arms holding her waist gently placing her down on the conveyor then lightly held her upright. Shoulder length black rubber gloves were sheathed onto Cindy mannequin's hands and arms light glinting off the shiny rubber. A long elegant black rubber open arm sheath dress came into Cindy's view before the back of the dress was spun to face her. Cindy was suddenly lifted into the air by the arms holding her plastic waist then shifted over the open rubber sheath dress. She was slowly lowered into the dress, she plastic features sliding into place as the dress worked its way up her stiff form. Soon, her booted plastic feet touched the conveyor again and an arm went behind her and zipped up the rubber dress going all the way up to the back of her neck. Cindy was now completely decked out as a rubber mannequin. The robot arms picked Cindy back up then moved her off the conveyor belt onto a thick plastic square on the concrete floor. A small unmanned forklift came over and situated its flat lifts in the spaces provided in the square base. Cindy was lifted into the air and the robotic lift carried her to another part of the large room. Soon the lift came up to two huge mirrored double doors before lowering Cindy mannequin so she could clear the door overhang. This was the first time Cindy saw her imprisonment. From head to toe Cindy looked like a plastic version of the store owner she talked with earlier. She was dressed like a rubber fetish vixen out on the town. Long raven hair cascaded down her plastic encased back and her plastic breasts filled out the front of her black rubber sheath dress. From someone else's point of view, she was now just a mannequin showing off the latest fashions. The double doors swung open and the lift moved Cindy through the opening. Staring through the plastic eyes, Cindy immediately recognized the fetish shop that she was in before her predicament. The lift stopped right before an open space in front of a rack of dresses just like she wore, then lowered her down into that spot. Cindy became terrified as she saw that she was now going to be a show piece in the store. "Ah, I see my latest acquisition is done," A female voice said before walking into view. Cindy immediately recognized Miss Terri, the owner of the fetish store. Cindy tried to cry out and plead to let her free but still no sound came out. "I wouldn't worry about making noise my pet," Miss Terri said smirking. "That shot you got rid you of your vocal cords." Cindy's eyes widened in despair realizing she would never make anymore sounds at all. "Now don't you fret," Miss Terri began, smoothing out some wrinkles in Cindy's attire. "You will be well taken care of. There is a tiny hole in your mouthpiece that can allow a special high nutrient liquid to feed you." Miss Terri got up close to Cindy's plastic face then fluffed out Cindy's new black hair. "And that nutrient liquid will also make sure you won't have to go to the restroom ever again." Tears flowed freely again as Cindy realized she was never to be let out of her plastic prison. "You should be thankful for this opportunity to be one of my special models," Miss Terri said. "I only choose a certain select few to have that honor!" Miss Terri stepped behind the new mannequin and examined the placement. She then typed in a command on the lifts control panel and the lift retracted from the plastic mannequin base before retreating back into the back room. The doors closed behind the lift and a piece of a wall slid in front of the doors hiding them from view. Miss Terri came back into Cindy's view and fussed a little more before stepping back looking at the work. "There!" The owner said happily. "My new mannequin is ready for her debut!" Cindy watched Miss Terri walk to the front of the store and saw her unlock the front door and turn on the open sign. Fear gripped Cindy as she suddenly thought about people coming in and seeing her as nothing but a pretty mannequin displaying the latest fashion. "Time for work!" Miss Terri said to the store before heading towards the large center counter. Through the plastic eyes of her shell, Cindy saw Miss Terri look at all the other mannequins in the store before getting behind the counter. Immediately she wondered how many of them were also real people encased in the inescapable shell of plastic. again, this is a very wierd, and disturbing story... so please, only read this if you are mature... and remeber! this is not a story i made, and is totally fictional! please respect that, and at least if you like it, leave a comment on their deviantART page, which is in the link at the top | 2010-08-17 02:47:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| i found something really Disturbing !!!! not gonna show because its to disturbing and real . lol That's the point of the thread! :/ And if you're not gonna post it don't post at all then...otherwise you'll giet this kind of answer....  | 2010-08-17 04:33:00 Author: Silverleon Posts: 6707 |
| exactly! and what do you guys think of the nasty little thing i found? | 2010-08-17 04:37:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| More on the creepy than disturbing side, but still pretty good (for this thread.) | 2010-08-17 04:44:00 Author: Silverleon Posts: 6707 |
| thanks, again, its creepier in the other ones... and grosser | 2010-08-17 04:46:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| exactly! and what do you guys think of the nasty little thing i found? Sorry but i havent slept yet and its 5am 0_o so i cant read huge parts of texts.. still want a sceepy story though. non story is scary when u let it read by microsoft sam. | 2010-08-17 04:56:00 Author: Smelling-Cowboy  Posts: 668 |
| k... give it a read when you can... it is really creepy | 2010-08-17 05:10:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| yeah its pretty horrible....not something that i like to think about >_< but heres a bunch of them i found earlier today. the latter ones however, are just plain...heh http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta/Awesome_Creepypasta http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta/Mediocre_Creepypasta http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta/Retarded_Creepypasta | 2010-08-17 06:49:00 Author: Xegethra Posts: 207 |
| I could make a hella creepy one about our favourite hessian mascot. But I wont, because it'll backfire. And I'll never play LBP again. | 2010-08-17 11:02:00 Author: SPONGMONKEY56 Posts: 209 |
| I'm 15 8( DON'T SHUN ME! I just started liking creepypasta, its delicious. | 2010-08-17 11:46:00 Author: AbstractFlesh  Posts: 837 |
| i think the problem with these stories is that they delve into the whole thick of things too quickly...rather than build up slowly with small oddities, they do one or two and jump right in...ruins it for me. im not a good writer, but i still know what i like to read. Isn't that thenpoint oftheese stories? I always try to make my writing as full of itself as possible, though maybe that was unnecessary here... Hmmm well thanks for the criticism, I usually don't get much of that and it really annoys me. But anyway I wrote it at about 12:00AM so I was very tired... It probably wasn't the best time to start writing a "plausible" trollish horror story about a PS3 game... I'm still thinking about doing the next part... | 2010-08-17 14:06:00 Author: Keanster96  Posts: 1436 |
| haha it was still enjoyable though, i just prefere it when they take it a little slower. but its your story, you can write it how you wish o.o o_< | 2010-08-17 19:01:00 Author: Xegethra Posts: 207 |
| ok lol its a 911 phone call I found creepy on youtube !!! http://youtu.be/gxLlwsC5hWs | 2010-08-17 22:13:00 Author: HollieCat Posts: 197 |
| Creepypasta doesn't deserve a "17+ yr" recommendation. I'm 13 and I didn't get creeped out by a single thing in this thread. | 2010-08-19 03:08:00 Author: Arkei  Posts: 1432 |
| same, except for marble hornets...its just in case | 2010-08-19 07:05:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| For those who haven't seen Marble Hornets, watch Entry 1. That...face..."shudder" Btw, don't watch them if you have a nervous disposition. Because you'll die. EDIT: I think we should establish a difference between "creepy" and "disturbing"... Can somebody do that? | 2010-08-19 10:24:00 Author: SPONGMONKEY56 Posts: 209 |
| ok, i think i know the difference... and after this post, i shall change the name of the thread a bit Creepy: sometyhing that makes you shiver from fright, and scariness... but not really disturbing... more, trippy. disturbing:so wrong, gross, or scary...it just has to be disturbing, marble hornets is a good disturbing story, and the story i posted, wasn't as disturbing as well, that video series, but was most definitely over the top gross, and creepy.. just because of the emotions that you could imagine going through your body...and just is so WIERD... its creepy, and that much is obvious | 2010-08-20 04:48:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is ?wut r u doing wit my daughter?? U tell ur girl n she say ?my dad is ded?. THEN WHO WAS PHONE? | 2010-08-20 14:15:00 Author: qrtda235566 Posts: 3664 |
| this is not creepy just weird lol http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XCYm466G6s http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kN-qwW2bwis lol stupid and funny http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JovQeVJNJuM | 2010-08-21 03:32:00 Author: HollieCat Posts: 197 |
| BUMP new one in general gaming | 2010-09-11 03:32:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| BUMP new one in general gaming yup its right here https://lbpcentral.lbp-hub.com/index.php?t=35410-Haunted-Majoras-Mask&p=614840#post614840 | 2010-09-11 03:36:00 Author: wait wtf  Posts: 853 |
| Well when I was in my room the tv turned on and off multiple times by itself....... | 2010-09-11 03:51:00 Author: Amigps  Posts: 564 |
This thread is still on?? Wow. I shouldn't inspire these things  | 2010-09-11 03:57:00 Author: anoken Posts: 1654 |
| humm... i watched a video on the internet i wish i didnt , it was a REAL murder video posted on the net . as they was killing this guy they were all laughing i felt sick to see that people could do that to some one , im not gonna name the video because its really not nice to see . | 2010-09-11 14:19:00 Author: howMUCHforBOUNTY  Posts: 623 |
| Has anyone seen Bimbo's initiation? It's quite disturbing... Unbelievably, it's a Betty Boop cartoon. A bit like suicidemouse.avi... O)_(O | 2011-01-17 21:08:00 Author: SPONGMONKEY56 Posts: 209 |
| ^ nice bump | 2011-01-17 21:17:00 Author: theswweet Posts: 2468 |
| Oh, btw, I saw this thread about a funny pale creature that was caught on film by some guy in the woods, and everyone was like OMG, it's clearly real. Well... it isn't. It's a viral ad for Resistance 3. It's supposed to be a grim. | 2011-02-02 12:30:00 Author: SPONGMONKEY56 Posts: 209 |
| Warning, DO NOT watch if yer faint of heart. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yNaHQZrZ90 Scary stuff right there. | 2011-02-02 13:14:00 Author: Silverleon Posts: 6707 |
| My (kinda) girlfriend claims that during her sleep shes had dreams that she was cut or bit and she'll wake up with cuts and bite marks. Although I don't exactly believe this, that is quite creepy O_O | 2011-02-02 21:18:00 Author: ceejayem13  Posts: 181 |
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