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Off Topic / Re: scary stories
« on: September 21, 2009, 11:39:36 PM »AHAHAHHAHA GARBLE GARBLE
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Off Topic / Re: scary stories
« on: September 21, 2009, 11:26:48 PM »
A young girl walking home from school found a small pile of Polaroid photos lying in the gutter. There were twenty in all, neatly wrapped in a rubber band. She picked them up, and as she walked she started to browse. The first photo was that of a ghostly white man on a black background, standing just far enough away from the camera that she couldn’t make out his features. The girl slid the photo to the back of the stack and looked at the next one. The photo was of the same man now standing a bit closer. The girl flipped through the next several photos quickly. With each one the man in the picture came a bit closer and his features were a bit clearer. Turning the last corner to her house, the girl noticed that the man in the photos seems to be looking at her even when she moved the stack from side to side. It frightened her, but she kept flipping them over, one by one. By the nineteenth picture, the man was so close his face completely filled the frame. His expression was the most horrifying the girl had ever seen. Walking up the driveway, she turned to the last photo. This time, instead of an image, there were two words: “Close enough.” Hearing a scream, the girl’s brother rushed to the door and opened it. All he saw was a pile of photographs lying on the doorstep. The top one looked like an extremely pale version of his sister, but she was standing too far back for him to be sure.
The creepiest part is that i just found a photo outside my house of a pale man thats too far away for me to make out features.
The creepiest part is that i just found a photo outside my house of a pale man thats too far away for me to make out features.
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Off Topic / Re: Coke logo
« on: September 21, 2009, 11:26:02 PM »
Lol frickin epic, and isnt it kind of ironic that Block Builder's avvy is from Half Life?
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Off Topic / Re: scary stories
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:56:44 PM »
Holy.. loving.. stuff..
This one is scary, makes me kinda creeped out, especially because the hot girl at my school that i like kinda looks at me with that kinda loving face, and she talks like that..
Called :Call me tomorrow?
Still no messages on my phone.
I guess he wasn’t going to call me back after all. I can’t really blame him, maybe I came on a bit too fast yesterday.
I had noticed him long before he noticed me. His shiny black hair and unnatural blue eyes. I wasn’t the only one watching him, that’s for sure. His movements were elegant in a boyish way. And his smile…his smile.
I would die for that smile.
Still no messages…
I thought about calling him, maybe apologize for going too fast yesterday. I’m a coward, I know, but I just couldn’t bring myself to dial his number.
Besides he’d promised he’d contact me when he’s ready.
So I’ll wait. I’m patient.
I know, I’ll just casually stroll past his house. Just to see if he’s home. Maybe he’s out, that would explain why he couldn’t call me yet.
He only lives half an hour away anyway. Maybe he’s shy and is scared to call me. Silly boy. I’ll go to him and tell him that he doesn’t have to be scared. That I don’t mind if he needs time.
He lives pretty secluded in a farm on the outskirts of town. I can hear the sheep in the stables as I approach. My heart skips when I see there’s lights burning inside. He must be there, he told me yesterday his parents would be gone for the weekend. They left him to look after the sheep for those days. Poor baby, that must be hard work. He was probably just too busy to call me. I’ll have to stay here until his parents come back and help him take care of all those sheep.
I knock on the door, but he doesn’t answer. Maybe he fell asleep. The thought of his beautiful face even more softened by sleep makes me smile. I try the door, it’s unlocked. There’s hardly any crime around here, so I guess locking the door is not needed. I try to be as quiet as possible as I sneak through the house. I want to surprise him. I cringe at every creak the stairs make as I climb them.
Finally I’ve reached the bedroom and I carefully open the door.
There he is, lying in bed as I thought. Quietly I switch on the nightlight on his desk so I can see his face.
His blue eyes are open, staring into space and his whole face is one bloody mess. His cheeks have been carved, the skin mostly removed and hanging loose on the sides of his face. He’s missing his fingernails, they are laid out on the bed carefully arranged. On his bare chest words are carved.
I look at him, my hands covering my mouth.
He’s still the same as I left him yesterday. He must have been so tired that he slept all day. How cute!
I softly kiss his forehead, making sure I don’t wake him. Then I write another message below the one on his chest, letting him know I’m here when he needs me.
I leave the room, heading back outside. I think it’s time for the sheep to go to sleep.
And tomorrow I’ll introduce myself to his parents. I’m sure they’ll love me too.
This one is scary, makes me kinda creeped out, especially because the hot girl at my school that i like kinda looks at me with that kinda loving face, and she talks like that..
Called :Call me tomorrow?
Still no messages on my phone.
I guess he wasn’t going to call me back after all. I can’t really blame him, maybe I came on a bit too fast yesterday.
I had noticed him long before he noticed me. His shiny black hair and unnatural blue eyes. I wasn’t the only one watching him, that’s for sure. His movements were elegant in a boyish way. And his smile…his smile.
I would die for that smile.
Still no messages…
I thought about calling him, maybe apologize for going too fast yesterday. I’m a coward, I know, but I just couldn’t bring myself to dial his number.
Besides he’d promised he’d contact me when he’s ready.
So I’ll wait. I’m patient.
I know, I’ll just casually stroll past his house. Just to see if he’s home. Maybe he’s out, that would explain why he couldn’t call me yet.
He only lives half an hour away anyway. Maybe he’s shy and is scared to call me. Silly boy. I’ll go to him and tell him that he doesn’t have to be scared. That I don’t mind if he needs time.
He lives pretty secluded in a farm on the outskirts of town. I can hear the sheep in the stables as I approach. My heart skips when I see there’s lights burning inside. He must be there, he told me yesterday his parents would be gone for the weekend. They left him to look after the sheep for those days. Poor baby, that must be hard work. He was probably just too busy to call me. I’ll have to stay here until his parents come back and help him take care of all those sheep.
I knock on the door, but he doesn’t answer. Maybe he fell asleep. The thought of his beautiful face even more softened by sleep makes me smile. I try the door, it’s unlocked. There’s hardly any crime around here, so I guess locking the door is not needed. I try to be as quiet as possible as I sneak through the house. I want to surprise him. I cringe at every creak the stairs make as I climb them.
Finally I’ve reached the bedroom and I carefully open the door.
There he is, lying in bed as I thought. Quietly I switch on the nightlight on his desk so I can see his face.
His blue eyes are open, staring into space and his whole face is one bloody mess. His cheeks have been carved, the skin mostly removed and hanging loose on the sides of his face. He’s missing his fingernails, they are laid out on the bed carefully arranged. On his bare chest words are carved.
I look at him, my hands covering my mouth.
He’s still the same as I left him yesterday. He must have been so tired that he slept all day. How cute!
I softly kiss his forehead, making sure I don’t wake him. Then I write another message below the one on his chest, letting him know I’m here when he needs me.
I leave the room, heading back outside. I think it’s time for the sheep to go to sleep.
And tomorrow I’ll introduce myself to his parents. I’m sure they’ll love me too.
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Off Topic / Re: mom thinks that she can stop me
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:55:38 PM »
Oh, mine was funnier
Sorry Nick, but i just do.
Sorry Nick, but i just do.
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Off Topic / Re: mom thinks that she can stop me
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:50:43 PM »GNU bitch. Anyways, this thread fails, lol.Gonorrhea Nun University?
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Damn you...
He probably hasn't responded because his mom found out, ahahahaLol
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DAMNIT Lol
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Off Topic / Re: post a picture of your desktop
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:47:35 PM »
I dont even know anymore :d
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Off Topic / Re: mom thinks that she can stop me
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:47:01 PM »
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DAMNIT I DIDNT EVEN TYPE ANYTHING YET
Lol Nick i can totally see that.
DAMNIT I DIDNT EVEN TYPE ANYTHING YET
Lol Nick i can totally see that.
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Off Topic / Re: mom thinks that she can stop me
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:45:33 PM »
Like i did, i has a virus that disconnects my internet every 15 minutes, although i got it from lookin up keygens :3
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Off Topic / Re: Your Name
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:43:25 PM »
George W. Bush.
Yall were waiting for it amirite?
Also, cuz i am waiting for it
GOD
Yall were waiting for it amirite?
Also, cuz i am waiting for it
GOD
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Off Topic / Re: mom thinks that she can stop me
« on: September 21, 2009, 10:42:05 PM »
I permaban you from life.