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Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

I'm going to bed, wish me luck!

  • 07.09.2010 3:29 PM PDT

Imma musician and things :3

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One day, it was decided to make a live-action version of Naruto.


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  • 07.09.2010 3:35 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

I keep on reading these stories as I know I get scared so much by them! But it feels so addicting that I need to keep on reading! Lolz, but now I will stop and play some Halo 3! :D

  • 07.09.2010 10:45 PM PDT

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

Posted by: bleedorange2008
An old man who lived out in the country was short on food.So off he goes on a hunting trip with his three dogs.As he's walking he sees a fox-like creature,so he pulls out his old rifle and shoots its tail off.???So he decides to eat the tail.???He goes to sleep happy with his dinner but, just as he's falling asleep he hears scratching and somthing saying "tailypo I want my tailypo"????And the fox thing comes in through a hole in the wall.The old man grabs a knife and tells the demon to GET OUT YOU LITTLE -blam!-.The demon leaves and later the old man seals up the hole.Later that night he hears scratching and the words agian.He calls one of his dogs to go and attack it,he hears whines and then silence.And then something moving he smiles thinking of how his dog dealt with the demon,but.....he hears "tailypo give me MY TAILYPO!!!!"He craps his pants and calls one of his dogs to attack and the other to come inside.The first dog dies but the other dog gets in safely.Now he is scared so he tries to close his eyes and go to sleep.He feels movement on his bed ,he opens his eyes and sees blood,organs,and dog fur.He starts crying and the demon crawls toward him saying"tailypo,tailypo,tailypo,GIVE IT TO ME!!!!"Old man says "I dont have it please,please."the demon stares at the mans stomach bares its teeth and rips into the poor guys belly. To this day no one knows if the demon got its tail back.


This one is funny! :D

  • 07.10.2010 3:12 AM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories! (New Story in the 2nd Stories thread! link in...

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

Posted by: Dr Huntin
The Killer

A couple was tired of being cooped up in their house and decided to go to dinner alone, leaving the 2 children with their next door neighbor's daughter. All was fine. Then the buzzer on the dryer down in the basement went off. But before she left, the phone rang...
She answered and the mother said, "Hi is everything o.k.?" The babysitter answered, "Yeah I was just about to take out the laundry" Then the mother said, " But, I didn't do any laundry, get out of the house now and I'll call the police" So the police came and found a serial killer in the basement by the dryer.


Holy-blam!- dude the phone actually saved her life! But this sounds similiar to Statue!

  • 07.10.2010 3:48 AM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

Posted by: LoneDracoWolf

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scariest. story. ever.


is that true? so creepy, im never going to everglades....EVER


Yeah me neither! Imagine that you saw that guy with green eye's and you accidently closed your car door! You would be like: OH NOES ! And the guy say's with green eye's: Rofl, you broke the rule!

  • 07.10.2010 4:06 AM PDT

Never make me angry. I am a Hitman and I can easily find you and take you out.

Holy -blam!- i spend 2 hours by reading this 0.o!

Im on page 34.

  • 07.10.2010 4:52 AM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!
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Left the clan DHG. I shall now go on. Don't send me stupid groups invite ok. I am simply an anti-group.

this is rly great to read but it kinda scares me a bit

  • 07.10.2010 11:14 PM PDT

If you see this post in your topic I'm sorry to tell you but your topic is dying.

Posted by: ElDude95
This is probably the only SFW article on the site, but it's pretty creepy.
The advertisements on the side was of an animated couple doing it. <_< safe for work my ass

  • 07.11.2010 5:58 AM PDT
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Posted by: TrickyDonut
Yep


Ok,WTF was that? 0_o

  • 07.11.2010 6:39 AM PDT

hello :)

teh watcher was scary

  • 07.11.2010 7:27 PM PDT

eh for me i saw chuck norris

  • 07.11.2010 7:30 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

Posted by: Erazor Dragon
I was riding home from school today on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare. Out in an unfenced yard were three guys. Two of them standing, one of them was on the ground, bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about ready to smash it into the downed man's head again, when the men realized a whole busload of kids was looking atthem. As the bus driver radioed in the 911 call, the other man, who hadn't been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the guy in the head. At this point, the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off. When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just seen. Then she got scared and said, "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, yo homes to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about 7:00 or 8:00 and I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.


I laughed out tears at this! xD

  • 07.12.2010 11:52 AM PDT
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SO I WAS DRIVING FRIEND HOME LATE AT NITE AFTER WE WATCH DAWN OF THE ZOMBIES. IT WAS VERY DARK AND EARIE, ALSO THUNDER. I ASK FRIEND WHY THERE ARE NO OTHER DRIVERS OUT. HE SAYS "BECAUSE ZOMBIES", WHICH SPOOK ME LOL AND THEN A SKELETON POPED OUT

  • 07.13.2010 10:55 PM PDT
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The death of Roland LeBay

September 1958, the year my -blam!- brother bought that damn car.
"George I need a car" I looked at Roland and cocked an eyebrow. "You got a car". He leaned back with a thoughtful face. "...Yeah, but I want a good car, a nice head turner". "So why are you buggin' me about it". He looked a little disappointed, it was all just an act though, don't mistake me for the guy with his thumb up his ass. He was just mentally begging me to "help" him buy a new car, he didn't really care for me much.

In fact about the only damn thing he ever did love was Rida, or so I thought. Him, Rida and his five year old daughter Rosie lived in a pretty bad neighborhood. Lots of bad people too. One of 'em wasn't too bad though, Will Darnell. He meant well, but if you said the wrong thing he'd shut you up faster and meaner than a snake. Big guy, kinda fat. Real deep raspy voice.

"C'mon George, if you pitch in for a new car, I'll pay you back easy" I thought to myself, why not? I can make him drive me around place to place, not easy for a hermit with no woman to get around. "Alright, but you'd better pay me back." He smiled at me... god I hated his teeth.

He drove me to just about every car dealer in the city and he didn't like any of them. I was starting to get a little pissed off. "Look Roland, there's a Plymouth dealership just down the street, lets go there but if you don't like it, your turning this damn car around and driving me home" "Alright alright, -blam!-" We pulled up and walked inside, he looked around and didn't see much of anything he liked. "Well?" "I dunno..." "Oh for the love of god, lets just go". And that's just about when he saw her. We were walking out the door when a car from behind him caught his attention, damned if I know how. Either way he turned around and nearly had a bloody heart attack. "What the hell are you doing?" "George look at her, she's -blam!- beautiful!" "Who?" "The car, this one look!" I never was big on cars, neither was my brother but something was different about this one. She was a '58 Plymouth Fury, an alright car. It had a shiny, candy apple red coat of paint, white walls on the tires, quad head lights and a white racing stripe along each side that would curve upwards on the fins at the back. I hated that car as soon as I saw it.

"What's so special about this one? We've seen hundreds like this" "I don't know... I honestly don't know".
He bought the car with out question and kept the other car for Rida to drive. He let me drive it to his house so he could surprise Rida by driving in with they're car and having me pull in after. I hadn't driven in a while so I thought I might as well give it a spin.

To be continued...

I've made a thread about this now, and since I know no one actually uses the search bar, here you go http://www.bungie.net/Forums/posts.aspx?postID=46232938

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  • 07.15.2010 5:16 AM PDT

If you are sniping at least Immobilize them with you first shot


Posted by: MissIonCannon97
I swear original. COMPLETELY MINE.




A few years ago I was asleep, and I was awakened by something tapping on my window. At first I thought it was a branch, but then I really started listening. The time between the taps was Morse Code! It kept tapping "We have been looking for you" I was mega-freaked about it, so I got my gun and went to see the disturbance, and there has nothing there. I went back to bed and the noise started again. I checked and went back to bed 2 more times, and the third time I returned, no more taps. Then the power went out. I swapped out my pistol for my rifle (which has a flashlight on it) and turned it on, because it is the only flashlight I owned. I went to the window, and noticed that only my house had a power outage. I went to my bedroom where the breakers are, and I had no fuses blown. Then the front door was broken into. I ran toward it, but in the hall leading up to it, I saw them. 9 foot tall men, 3 of them, all in dark (as far a I could tell) I shot 1, and cannot remember any more. The next morning I woke up, and all that was left was a black stain on the floor, and my rifle. My rifle's flashlight had note that read "We found you". Nothing else. They took everything except those things and my clothes I was wearing. 1 of my neighbors reported the same, except his weapon was a knife. I have moved since, and this is the first I have told anyone except that neighbor, and the authorities.

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READ PLEASE!

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  • 07.15.2010 5:39 AM PDT
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I'm not sleeping tonight.

  • 07.15.2010 11:30 PM PDT

Sparkle Sparkle Sparkle!

I just read Squidward's Suicide.....yeah

  • 07.16.2010 2:58 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

i know a scarier story REACH IS CANCELLED

  • 07.17.2010 11:36 AM PDT

Bite Me.


Posted by: Stealthy Woka
i know a scarier story REACH IS CANCELLED


I just shat mai pants

  • 07.17.2010 1:11 PM PDT
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Posted by: Raptor2005
Posted by: spongejerk89
Posted by: Raptor2005
There is a demon of great evil, that will be able to walk upon the Earth if someone is told of its existence and does not repeat the name to another. To the best of my ability, his name roughly approximates "Jkqxxllyuo".


This was told to me by a rather unkempt man on the street; if you have not noticed it already, I just told it to you.


Well, i seems everyone is doomed because i can not pronounce it.

lol


The next time you make a purchase, hand the clerk a $1 bill and ask her to make change. She will hand you back a number of coins, several of which bear the likenesses of long dead historical figures.

Har har har:Lame.

  • 07.17.2010 4:54 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

I DON'T WANT GROUP INVITES. I ALSO DON'T WANT TO JOIN YOUR -blam!- DATING SITE!

If I find a group I think has potential, then I'll join it. I don't need you spamming my inbox telling me how "ZOMGOOD UR Gr0uP 1s!!!" Lastly, >.>


Posted by: steelboom490
2nd Scary Stories Thread

I didn't write these!

The Medic

In the winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a medic in the German army had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment was a bloodbath. Those who survived claimed to have heard, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee.

The medic had made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never had he been this short on supplies. No matter. He would do his duty. He had always prided himself on his resourcefulness.
n dropped off to sleep in the dark, still hours of the morning
The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, and most me - New Year's Day, 1945. The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, yet there had been no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.

The medic was found, sitting on an ammunition tin, staring off into space. When one man approached him, and tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal that large patches of his skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body was almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial. None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.
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The Watcher

A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed. The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn't make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, "Did you look through the keyhole?" The man told her that he had and she said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."

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Border Crossing

There was a couple from Texas who was planning a weekend trip across the Mexican border for a shopping spree. At the last minute, their babysitter canceled, so they had to bring along their two year old son with them. They had been across the border for an hour when the boy got free and ran around the corner. The mother tried to find him, but he was missing. The mother found a police officer who told her to go to the gate and wait. Not really understanding the instructions, she did as she was told. About 45 minutes later, a Mexican man approached the border, carrying the boy. The mother ran to him, grateful that he had been found. When the man realized it was the boy's mother, he dropped him and ran. The police were waiting for him. The boy was dead, and in the 45 minutes he was missing, he had been cut open, all of his organs removed, and stuffed with bags of cocaine. The man was going to carry him across the border as if he were asleep.

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Statues

A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was Okay, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the clown statue in the corner of the bedroom with a blanket or cloth because it freaked her out. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not have a clown statue."

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Baby Doll

In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped object wrapped in a blanket.

True story:
A while ago, I was sleeping, and a loud "CRACK" woke me up. I turned and saw my attic door was flung open. There was this piece of metal connecting the wall to the door, and it was held to the wall by 2 screws, and a lock held the metal to the door. So I looked, and the screws were torn right out of the wall, and the door was wide open. Needless to say, I was freaked out.



  • 07.17.2010 11:22 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

tyler scott

first one is rubbish
best one is the watcher

  • 07.18.2010 6:17 AM PDT
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I see your ODST and raise you a Reach

Holy bejesus, those are scary.

  • 07.18.2010 6:29 AM PDT