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Music Welcome back to Creepcast! Today we are going back in time to the Golden Age of Creepypasta's and reading some of the stories that were so popular for the wrong reasons. That's right. Exactly. Today we are going back to a compendium of a few of the so bad they're good ones or if you were 10 years old like me, they were just good. Actually, the ones we're picking out today, I think I was even like, what are we doing here? Oh no. What a young Isaiah was it. Yeah. So this is the thing I was going to say is that once again, this is a classic episode of, I don't know what the fuck we're getting ready going to. I mean, I get an idea of what we're, I mean, I'm not totally oblivious to it anymore, but I just, but every single one of these have you read of the three that we're reading

today. I don't know if I've read or listened to yes. Yeah. Give us the three that we're reading. The three that we're reading are Bobby the clown, rap rap and Jeff the killer versus Slender Man. Jeff the killer versus Slender Man, I'm very, very excited. Exactly. Whatever you're thinking right now, it's exactly. It's always nice to travel to go down memory lane with those boys. They've been such the old team. Yeah. Slender Man, I feel like it's been, I know Jeff the killer is very infamous on the channel and like that's like, I would say the big, the, I think that was like video we ever did. Those are second video. And definitely I think like probably the biggest warning sign for the future. Yeah. It was also the first story we ever read. Because in the original stairs in the woods, we just talked about it. Remember? Oh, sure. Yeah. Yeah. So it's technically the first story we ever read. I think you can think Jeff the killer for the shit. We got the ride of which we have now. So that's very nice. The, but I do love these episodes where you have had some kind of history with it. I come and kind of blind. And we get to like, you know, live in those worlds.

But also to we've been reading some bangers lately. Oh, we've we've read some really good stories. So this is I need a nice detox. I need something that's going to be a little scared. Yeah. Too many good ones back to back. But I'm going to try this episode. I'm really going to try to put myself in the perspective of a child fresh on the internet, looking at these like I'm looking at the website here. Nightmares tales to curtallyourblood.blogspot.com. It's a jack-a-lantern with a rusted graphic in the back. There's some scarecrow stuff. But I mean, we're going back 10 plus years. I mean, honestly, a lot of the times these, especially with younger audiences, it wasn't even the story that freaked people. Like I was afraid of Jeff the killer when I was a kid, not because of the story, but the picture. Yeah, the image. I see that all the time at night and get freaked out. So and the story was like set dressing really. It was a lot of the time I feel like these stories were written as an explanation to the photograph. Like they would have the creepy photo and then someone would write a story about the photograph. Yeah, yeah. That's what have a Slender Man, correct? Slender Man got that a lot because it was originally a picture posted.

I wasn't even something awful, but we talked about it in the video. I made me wrong. But then like laughing jack, I think that was the same way stuff like that. So it's just like an explanation for why this creepy picture exists or whatever. So we're getting into that. I like that these stories too are just literally 50 cc's of a child's fear put into a syringe and shot into their veins. There's really no critical thought behind what's happening. It's just kind of like, you know what's fucking scary clown and they're just like fucking bubby. A thing of bleach. A thing of bleach. A thing of bleach. Yeah. I mentioned that also it could not have been a better childhood loving parents. And they're just like fucking bubby the clown coming here fucking killing me. Yeah. That would be so scary right now. Yeah, Dante look at this. I don't want to. Yeah, I fucking push. That's definitely a rich kid's name. Yeah, Dante. Yeah, Dante. Yeah, my friends Dante. My name is Leviticus. We both go to Catholic high school or Catholic middle school play football.

Leviticus. Yeah, it's pretty much what's happening. But before we hop into it, just want to shout out the Patreon that we got patreon.com slash creepcast. We did author interviews. We did when we say, I don't know when these are coming out. So I'm just going to keep saying the imperial invective. It was a really fun conversation. It's a fun one. So if you want to hear from the author's perspective, I definitely think I want to get Marcus. Oh, yes. Marcus on the phone and do an author interview with him. I don't know if this has come out yet, but we used to live here. Story that we did was fucking phenomenal. So be expected in the future. But also we do read bonus stories as well. So if you're looking for extra content, if you just can't get enough here, consider going there because you can get some more. And then also lastly, if you're listening to this on audio. Hey, oh my God. Thank you so much for listening to this on audio. I want you to do my favorite baby real quick. I want you to turn the trouble all the way down and Megan trainer it. Turn the bass all the way up.

Thank you so much, darling. Why don't you go ahead and take your pretty fingers and give us a nice little rating on Spotify or Apple Podcast. Or even maybe YouTube music. Wherever you listen to this. Thank you. I'm going to get you a couple of times. You know, I got to say I appreciate you because I saw a couple of times you wanted to interject and you didn't. You held true. So thank you. Sometimes you just got to let the fever pass. Got to do a Garth Brooks under roll. That's one where you get some a lesson about the old woman. There's a Garth Brooks song where he gets molested by an old woman.

The one that summer that summer's the name of the song. I don't know. Garth Brooks. All right. I really only know the two songs Thunder rolls and low places. This is the two Garth Brooks songs. I'm going to go back in time. Take us back in time, Isaiah, with Bubby the Clown. Take me back to Bubby the Clown. This is a story about Bubby the Clown. Bubby wasn't like other clowns. He was evil, cruel, and disgusting. He was a demon. He was also a cannibal. Damn. I just thought I could fucking besperch in this motherfucker out of the top. I don't think that if he was a demon, he wouldn't be a cannibal. Bubby would look funny and cute. Like most clowns that come to children's birthday parties were at the circus. That's so he can get his prey. Eventually, he would turn on you, turn it into a monster that is unstoppable. His teeth would grow long, sharp, and pointy with gums torn and black. His fingers turn into claws, all bloody and crooked and broken.

Looking, but all bloody and crooked and broken looking, but can still slash you. His clothes become torn and old and dusty like they were locked in the attic for years. He keeps a wide, bloody smile and his eyes turn black. His makeup becomes smeared and you can see wounds and open sores on his face. He was uncomfortable to look at. He had hepatitis C. And maybe even AIDS. This guy definitely has a, what's the one that gives you the face blisters? Herpes? Herpes, yeah. Every STD that's ever been had all of them. That would be a scary clown. Yeah. Bubby the clown is like, you know, if the boots, if the, if what is it, if the boots are knocking or go, what is it? If the house is rocking or don't come out. If the boots are rocking, don't come in knocking. Yeah. If I'm fucking, don't interrupt me. I mean, yeah. Just cut through the fat on that one. He would cause many cases of missing people and murderers. Yeah.

No one knows that it's a demonic cannibal clown causes all this. That is the verbiage that was used. Exactly. Everything that he causes is a mystery. Yeah. I like how you just told me exactly what he does. And he's just like, but you wouldn't know that it's a mystery. Secret. The people that survive and escape his attacks often suffer being traumatized and depressed along with many wounds. Some people even have to go to mental hospitals. Some people lose arms and legs or get deformed faces from Bubby's attacks. But mostly no one survives his killings. But pretty much no one survives. There's a lot of people that survive because there's a lot of details of what happens sometimes. I do like to give a child a child's thought is not, you know, a lot of people die. But even when you do survive, you go to insane assignments. Yeah. Because you're so crazy. That's how messed up you are. You have how scary. He says the gift of the guy riding with the quill and the fires going. Yeah. He's like, holy fuck.

Is this. But mostly no one survives his killings. Bubby would clot your skin, leaving deep scratches. He would bite off your flesh, taking off the muscle with the flesh to where you can see the bone. He will crush your bones and tear apart your insides. He likes to eat your face first. The tongue and eyes are his favorites. Soon he starts tearing apart your torso, eating away at your stomach, intestines, heart and lungs. You think Bubby eats ass? By cause and effect probably. Bubby, yeah, Bubby eats ass and the kid riding just like how horrific he also eats your butt. But some people like that when Bubby does that. Only after the insane asylum. Those people are definitely in the insane asylum. Bubby doesn't usually talk, but when he does, he loves me like this doesn't happen, but if it does happen. When he does, his voice is deep and warped.

You can't normally understand what he is saying, but what you can hear is some language that is very inhuman, like hell's language. Oh, and it's nothing cliche like I am 666 or something like that. Really no one can make up what Bubby says. I love that. It's not like it's not like the. Some hellling. So it's just some child has no idea what Spanish sounds like and he's just like who even knows what those words mean. It sounds like hell. That's all I know. He doesn't he doesn't say all this stuff in the movies like hell say it in our 666. He says some other stuff. It's like no, he says no, it says no one understands some other stuff that's kind of like hell. He says some others it's so scary. You couldn't even imagine it. He says some really scary stuff. You try to think about it. You get too scared to go and get scared and you go to insane this. I don't. Do you think some people I think you want funny as he commits to a really horrifying thing, but then he makes it indesernable and I'm wondering if it's because a child is getting

scared actually riding this. Oh, geez. But you shouldn't worry about that. He says some other stuff. Bobby is full with evil. Bobby is something no one wants to encounter. Bobby's drunk on four locus. Bobby is full of it. That's just a kid's dad is running about. Bobby usually lives deep in the woods, sometimes hunting on animals or resting, waiting for the time to prey upon more humans. Bobby is also very tall about 9 feet. That seems like a damn. It's like yeah, he shows up looking normal at birthday parties. A nine foot. A total monster. Some people report seeing a very disturbing clown walking around town. Some of you may have read or watched even Kings it, but this clown isn't like Pennywise. Bobby is more horrific than Pennywise. Love that. I love that. So funny. He's not like Pennywise because he's way fucking creepier than Pennywise.

This kid got creeped out by it and it's like, oh, it's even scarier than Pennywise. This kid is definitely not fun to play with. This is a kid who's just like someone's like, yeah, well, I'm as strong as Goku. Yeah, well, I'm actually stronger than Goku. I can't deflect and shield. I have an anti goku suit that makes Goku not touch me back and kill him. So actually that didn't hit me. I'm actually still alive. And go home. I remember playing like army with kids and stuff and it would be like, there'd be that one kid that's like, I'm actually indestructible and bullets don't hurt me. You used to think about you playing army that I would assume as a kid. But is that you would never do any of the battles. You would be the person who folds up the flag and delivers it delivers it to the family. You such a crazy shot. You deliver it. You deliver it. You deliver it to a teacher. That was like you just like a just drop. Tiny Isaiah, fat ass lips, gleaming eyes, folded flag perfectly.

Like a birthday. Handing it to your like, hand it to your math teacher. I'm sorry for your loss. Like, like go fuck. Got some crazy bars. That's such a crazy Paul to just have in your pocket. Yeah, I loaded the full clip right there. Just straight through the heart. That's crazy. Is that accurate? Did you do that? No, no, we did not have folded flags. I would take it very seriously. I remember I imagine you would just like reenacting every war movie I've seen and stuff like that. I got super in a airsoft too. Oh, I, I, every kid has to go through an airsoft phase. Oh, I love to, I loved it. Your friends back here are my dad got so mad because you'd be mowing. You know, the sudden fucking tiny babies would shoot up from the grass. The thing. It's somebody. Like, you're saying that like a wave, a way stronger velocity than a gun would.

Did you ever have the CO2? I only ever had like the spring ones. I had CO2 in the electric. Like, I got the electric ones. I got into it enough that for a while I went to like the big events they would have and said it was a YouTuber back in the day. I was so jealous of whenever I first started watching YouTube. I like my friends house and stuff. They could go over there and he'd be like, check this out. And we were so stoked on it. It was like this Russian guy kid who was just like a sniper. Mm-hmm. Airsoft had the POV cameras like the scope. From the scope. Yeah. He put like a, he put like a camcorder from a store on top of it. And it was so sick. But the, I always wanted to go to one of those places because it was like, it was always like an abandoned area. Yeah, yeah. But the, the, the courses are whenever it seems so fucking sick. I've gone to a few of those now as adults like with. And there's still around, is Airsoft still around? Yeah. So there's big groups that do it now. So there's like one called MilSim West where they will like take like the place where we shot stalker, the abandoned nuclear power. Oh sure sure. But they'll, they'll read that place out and they will get so into it that there's like two sides with like commanders and stuff who will plot out on a map and have like you

move your unit here, your group there. Well, that'd be more fun with a paybowl. Well, it's, it's the realism for one because with Airsoft, you can use actual kit and like stuff like that. And you can like paint balls so dependent on the gas and like the paint after the balls flies certain bars, it spins out. So I guess it's more accurate then just kind of cosplaying that you're using like the weapon like you're just like, Oh, I just like the way this looks or whatever. Yeah, yeah. It's more about the cosmetic. Yeah, there's a bunch of guys I know who are like cops and stuff who will like wear their kit and they'll try it out there and be like, well, I found out today that running this falls off. So like they can use their actual stuff because I will say the, the thing with people like I mean, the profession like the competitive paintball thing, whatever the inflatable stuff, it would be sweet to go through and like, I just like the act you can actually see. Yeah, yeah. And I'll just be like, oh, fuck, I got hit. Yeah. But also that's what those fucking things get pretty crazy too. Oh, yeah, yeah, it would be expensive though. I mean, like the amount of like actual balls be crazy. I don't know how expensive the beads are though. They're like nothing. They're really like diminishing at those big events like the huge ones.

They'll have like vehicles going around with like these mounted machine guns on top. Just too much. We've got a lie. It's entirely too much. I had a buddy at once. That's that's that's almost that's embarrassing. They'll have a can you imagine having a like a Humvee? Oh, they'll do with APCs like the full military troop. I bet you you here's another thing too. I bet you fucking anything. People who are heavy into nerf, I bet you they talk major shit on airsoft. I'm sure. Oh, I'm positive. Can you imagine me as a matter of fact? I imagine being a nerf guy and going back and picking up orange starts. I don't know. There's no way nerf guys let the nerfs just sit there. Like airsoft stuff. I assume you're like, you know, you don't collect the beads, whatever. Yeah, yeah. Right. So I put the nerf guys. They ain't no way. Those motherfuckers are letting those things just sit around on the ground. Oh, no. They're going back and putting them up. Putting them in their nerf mesh thing. Now, see, I don't know why, but this is hypocritical, but a Humvee with a nerf thing on it. Infinitely cooler. Well, I at one time. So in like the big airsoft events, they'll use like airsoft grenades and like civilian

flashbang. I've seen those. They do like the ch, whatever and they'll shoot everywhere. And there's someone like a big pop to them. My buddy one time was at one of these events and there was a vehicle facing the other way, shooting at guys in a building. And he stuck around and pulled a grenade and threw it into the turret. So it landed inside with everyone. And here, here, here, because that flash in there. There's still been some airsoft stuff, even in my age now. There's bits of stuff where I'll be looking at my computer like, this is me whenever it's like going complete animal mode. And it's like cool. Yeah. It's whatever it's the thing when they do the tip lights up and then they have a little bit of haze come out of it. Yeah, yeah. Like the gas stuff and things like that. Yeah. I think it's fun. I like doing it. I mean, it's like, I mean, okay, thank you. I like shooting guns and stuff like that, obviously. And it's cool to go somewhere where it's like, nah, like sure, they're airsoft. I mean, it's not real, but it's like now you can like shoot at each other. And it's like, I mean, why the fuck wouldn't you do it?

I mean, yeah, big ass locations. Yeah, it's more lame when it's just like we went to the park. At least you went out there like an abandoned, I mean, that's cool. Yeah. That's what you should do. You do airsoft video, dude. You get in a full, full outfit. I have that thing back of the, him sitting there, he always say, what's up guys? He always say the Russian guy, what's up guys? You know, they're, they're like, game it sometimes and you'd find it funny. Like there was this one event. My buddy was showing me a video of where, so like if you die, you have to go back to a place and you respawn with like, you know, the next wave or whatever. So they were like, all right, we're doing this operation. And a group of guys was like, we want to, we want to simulate that it's like we're jumping out of a plane or whatever. So like we get dropped in the field. So they rented a U-Haul. This was in like 2am. They rented a U-Haul and everyone was just standing in the back of the U-Haul and they're driving and the dude opens the door and someone up friends like, is it going to stop and they're like, playing some stop. I helped. So like this truck's going like 30 miles an hour and they just start pushing people.

I can't, I can't say for sure. And I can't, this is just speculation. But if I was a woman sitting there, I mean, it would, I would be so dry. Watching, watching grown men like very sluggishly jump out of a U-Haul and be like, look, look, look, how many, how many spray dankles were there? Yeah. The video's funny because it's complete dark. But you can see in the, the red light of the tail lights, someone like falling a few feet. And then they get really quiet as it's going. Everyone's like, look, there's a few things that like, I know there's a whole argument. Like everything guys do's for girls and stuff. There's a few things. For the boys, for the boys, for the boys, that's one of them. Bubbie the clown. By the way, Bubbie's nine feet tall in his way, scary, yeah, he's way scared. He's way scared. People were like, I'm lost in the story. You got it. That's all you need to know. Please watch out and don't trust clowns.

Because that clown knew me may act all funny and sweet, but he's probably Bubbie waiting to get his chance to feed off you. Could I tell if he's nine feet tall? He may act all sweet. Are you Bubbie? They're like, what? Who knows? Maybe Bubbie's watching me write this. Maybe Bubbie is watching you read this. Maybe it's Bubbie who is writing this. So are you afraid of clowns? That's awesome. That's you know, I will say there is a certain magic. I love the idea of a child reading this and just being like, like writing this. Get out of the world and I know for a fact people were hyped on this. Oh, I'm sure scared shitless. Great world building. Yes, what creepypast.com. Great world building. Wait, so who was that? Did it say who the author was of that? Check real quick. So one of those things, I was assuming that they're all just anonymous, like, you know, people just writing shit. Was is that one of them like least infamous out of the ones that are reading today, you think? Yes.

This next one up is from a year prior, actually, and it's from January 25th, 2012. This is rap rap written by Canadian cowboy. Yeah, the Bubbie the clown says posted by unknown at 530 APN. So they 100% just finished dinner and ripped out. They definitely, they definitely got craft mac and cheese sponge Bob cut out ones. Hey, ate that and then went up. No need reason to diss. The craft, they're pretty good. No, no, it's amazing. But this is called rap rap. Whenever I was talking about this with you beforehand, you were like very adamant that we could not skip rap rap. Tell me, give me a little context of your personal experience with rap rats. Because I'm looking at this image. This is the image before it even starts. The only thing underneath it says the tear begins. Yeah. It's just a 3D red. It looks like a buzz B from the PS1 game. This was in the midst of all of the like found, like I found a told TV show when I was a kid or the candlecove stuff and things like that.

Oh, that's right. Because you said this is like 1999 a bit of home video. Okay, so this is like found footage or like lost, like found media. Yeah, yeah. So this was a child of likely to say maybe a little older, but a child of likely the same age being like, I'm going to write one of those. I like that. Yeah. So that's what this is. The friends of the guy who wrote by the clown in his class, he's like, you think that's scammy? Well, that may tell me. You're really scared. Well, I'm doing classmate. Do you think there was ever been a kid back in like second grade who wrote one of these? I assume they're of that age 10 to 11 or how old you are in second grade. But I think you're seven in the second grade. Are you really? So then he's like fifth grade. Yeah. He's fifth grade. And that's also when you think you're starting getting cool and stuff. Yeah. Our sixth grade is whenever you're like, you don't have to walk in line anymore to classes. I can walk freely to my from class to class. I have all the freedom in the world. Do you think that there was ever a time when during a sixth, fifth or sixth grade thing, some kid wrote a creepyposter story like this or by the clown, get into his English teacher and he's just like, we did it if you want, but don't be.

Yeah, but don't complain to me if you get nightmares. I promise you there was where you that child. Yes. Did you ever so did you? Did you. I'm a creepyposter. Remember I wrote this long. It was in the seventh grade. So I was 12. I think that's right. I had wrote this like long zombie story. And there's just about very descriptive like the killing and the brains explode and stuff like that. Did you give to your English teacher? And I remember my English teacher was like, Oh, what are you writing or whatever? I showed it to her. And then she's like, Oh, that's cool. And then the next age before class, she saw me as like, I just want to make sure this stuff isn't bothering you or you don't have any like scary thoughts about this. Oh, you see, I got school shooter coded. Yeah, yeah. So you, you, she vetted you a bit. If I was a teacher, I mean, to be fair, that's a fair assessment. Oh, yeah. Like, with the description stuff, that's if that's fair. But I will say if I was a teacher and like a kid that young was doing stuff, I'm like, I'm writing this my free time.

I think that's the one time where you're like, this is sick. You should keep writing. Well, they were. She was like, she's like, I think it's great. You're writing. I want you to keep going and stuff. You're behind a, she's clicking in and talking to you. You're behind a plan of glass. Yeah. I was really fine. Keep it creative. Isaiah, you're just sitting like this. Yeah. Yeah. Like I was the one circumstance where like I just saw horror stories. Really cool. Yeah, yeah, yeah. But if I saw a kid do that, I'd be like, hey kid. That's what I think is what your teacher pre-support of the horror aspect. I remember I would try to draw shit. Like I draw weird stuff in my school. And they were all very like, oh, I, what is this? She was supportive. It is how much a quit writing. I do remember she said like, if we do like a club, something to the effect of like, if we do like a class presentation, like talk about something nicer. It was also a Christian school. There was like, is this the teacher that let you read the road? Or was that old? No, that was in high school. That was in high school. If we read the road, it's seventh grade that they never know. I've heard some people fucking give kids like, especially kids that are like, oh,

you're like, you're a more advanced reader than your classmates and you're more interested in it. Why don't you try this? He has to be careful with that because depending on how young you are, the parents are coming to be like, what the fuck are you doing? Yeah. Well, I remember which I guess the road that's. It was my junior year of high school. It was my junior year of high school. I read the road. The year before that, my sophomore English teacher, he was super into horror movies and stuff like that. So him and I would talk about it. And I remember for his class, I wrote a few horror stuff. And he was always like, this is awesome. You need to keep doing horror stuff. So that's cool. That was cool. But I feel like that's got to be the only validation as a teacher is whenever it's a full circle moment where it feels like you're trying to like, because I would assume, no, no, no, if you're a teacher in a school, do you, do you go and you're like, I'm applying to be a math teacher? Or is it just like you have a, you have a teaching degree and they just kind of like, all right, this is your curriculum. It depends on the school. Okay. Well, I would assume if you're like a person and you're like, I'm a math teacher and I like, or yeah, math teacher. And I'm, you know, I like, I've always had a fast nation with math.

And then some of the kids like, oh, like seeing that actually developing like something is actually getting through to a kid who must be the most rewarding. Well, it was that way with me with history and English classes because like the math class, what I was saying is your teacher was probably like, oh, this kid actually gives a fuck. Yeah. Like he would talk to me and stuff. And like, like we had like reading time or like, you know, we were doing homework or whatever. He would talk to me about he'd be like, oh, yeah. So there's just one movie or like he would, I think it was actually one of the first people that recommended Lovecraft to me. That should read and stuff like that. So like spurred a lot of that early interest I had for his class. I remember we had like a writing assignment and I wrote a horror story about this crew on a submarine trapped at the bottom of the ocean. And I remember he was super encouraging about like, you got to keep doing this stuff. So stuff like that was very, very good back. I'm curious with the thing of, especially back then, I mean, we're talking 10 plus years ago when this, I mean, this is 2012. We're talking about here when this person showed it to because it's also, you mean like

there's YouTube stuff is just now breaking into the mainstream or whatever. Can you imagine being a teacher being like, okay, Kevin, be like, yeah, I wrote this thing and they're like, what is this? And they read it and they're like, oh, that's cool. And they're like, yeah, I don't know. It has 6,000 up. It has 6,000 likes on our website. They're like, what? Yeah. Like that must have been so crazy. Yeah. That kind of reaction or response and they're like, what, like reading through. I'm curious if any of the teachers they ever followed up and they're like, this fucking kid is getting like tons of comments or whatever. Yeah. Let me think about like, it's out pain pixels. He got his deal with a 24 when he was, or he was in talks of it while he was a junior in high school, right? Yeah. I saw that thing of him going back to his high school, media class of those. His film teacher, he brought his high school film teacher to, yeah, I love that was cute. I got to talk to him in a school and everything. But yeah, Kane was talking about how like he would make these short films and stuff and his teachers were the ones who encouraged him to enter in like local film, film festivals and stuff. When he was like 13, 14 years old.

That's cool. And that's what started to get mentured. And like, they're like, if you go back to his earliest ones on his channel, they're all films around the school because the teachers would be like, oh, yeah, use the school for a set. That's cool. That's cool. Yeah. You got to have it. Anyways, rat rap. I want to take a moment to think today's sponsor, cash app. Cash app is here to make earning money fun. Other debit cards are boring, but with cash apps, personalization feature, I can turn a picture of Jeff the killer or slender man into my everyday card. Not a hit with the way, Trus or my wife. Certainly, important to me. Cash app is here to work for you to earn you money so that you can spend money on the things you love. If you're worn up to speed already, cash app is way more than just a safe way to send and receive money. With the cash app card, you unlock a ton of perks without all the hidden fees. You can enjoy benefits like exclusive early access to nationwide concert pre-cels for artists like Kendrick Lamar and Sabrina Carpenter, plus discounts on everyday purchases and popular brands you're probably already spending money on. You can add your card to your digital wallet to make your money moves even easier.

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The character on the video would give you instructions on what to do while you played the game in real time. Being a scaredy cat, I refused to play it when my mom bought it for us. My brother was disappointed about not being able to play it, but my mom had a solution. Cheap brought out. Rapp rap. It was a cheap dingy little thing catered to kids my age. He went around the board, collected cheese, and the first player to reach the end would win. It seemed simple enough and since it reminded us of mouse trap. Classic. Banger. Banger. It's impossible to keep all the pieces. Oh. That's my favorite thing about those old games. And I mean, they definitely learned because it's very wasteful, but like those old games were just like all the loosest items. It's just like no matter what you are going to lose it after one time of playing it. So I wonder if that boosted sales. Well, fuck you have to go out and get another goddamn another mouse trap board game. No, my dad was just like too bad. I mean, you kind of used what he had. You did feel that you're like anytime ever play one of those games with a friend, they would be like, I mean, we don't have that piece, but you don't need it.

Yeah, yeah. Since it reminded us of mouse trap, there were no objections. We popped the movie into the VHS and set up the board. The first part of the video was just a simple explanation of the rules as well as instructions on how the game worked. Then rap rat came onto the TV. He was not what any of us had been expecting. My smaller brother, who was only three at the time, immediately left the room crying. The rat did not even resemble a rat. Rats were far too big. It had a mouth line with two teeth, the inside of which looked almost swollen. Most striking part about the thing though, it's eyes. They were large, glassy and fish like which I understand is a creepy looking rat in the picture, but I would say that's rat like. I said, no, I've rat like that's pretty rat like. I asked them bothered them begged my mom to turn it off. That suddenly shouted loudly screaming and whaling, saying, wait your turn. In a demonic low pitch voice, that was not at all like his normal obnoxious nasal voice. Hey, I'm rap rat.

Which a fucking turn. In the background, we could hear the narrator saying, he's rap rat and he's the boss. Over and over again in an overly serious tone. He's rap rat and he's the boss. The video was indescribable. What do you want about the rest of the paragraph is describing it. If a pentagram is not mentioned, I'm going to be very sad. I'm going to be like, hell scapes, fire, you know, that kind of shit. He's bleeding from his eyes. He's bleeding from his eyes. Hyper realistic eyes, of course. Images crossed the screen in quick succession, overcut with rap rat's expressionless eyes. The images were some things I was afraid of at the time, person looking over a balcony, a horn that's slowly stinging someone's eye, an extreme close up of a tarantula, a pitful of writhing cobras, and a bloody syringe filled with green fluid. We immediately turned the video off and I ran out of the room screaming, slamming the door behind me, took my mom 20 minutes to convince me that the video was gone that I would never, ever see it again.

I had nightmares all week about rap rat. It was indescribable. Describes five pictures. I like one of them is a hornet stinging an eye would be kind of brutal. I don't know if I'd like to see the stinger. I like a one shot close up of a spider. And I do love how one of them is a bloodied syringe, which you're like, oh, it's filled blood filled with green goo. Not the goo. And yeah, if I could pull to Kevin McCowlcer and he's like, that wasn't the last time I saw a rap rat. Well, my girlfriend and I were preparing to move in together. What? Yeah, just don't worry about it. I was cleaning out the closet of my room and found it again with the same VHS and the same board game inside. I like how that makes it seem like he's that young still he's moving with his girlfriend. Yeah, there's no, he didn't say anything of like years later or anything. This is a 13 year old just writing like, I'm going to have a girlfriend one day and I'm going to move in one third. So long 15. We're going to hook up so much. It's going to be awesome. I'm going to try with it get my drivers permit and me and my mom the passenger seat and

we'll drive the movies. It was almost perfectly intact. Say for a thick layer of cobwebs and dust bunnies on top of it. This was strange. Did my mother get rid of it? And what was the game doing in my room? I let out a bit of a gas when I found it and my girlfriend came into the room asking what was the matter? Breathing harshly, I said. Rap rat. It's almost like what's his name, the fucking wrestler, triple H or whatever. He does backlash. I'm saying that video, whatever. Everyone say backlash. Backlash. I want to take a moment to think today's sponsor square, the business platform that helps sellers become neighborhood favorites. Square helps you run your business more smoothly, bring in payments, operations and insights together in one place. Whether you're gearing up for the busy season or just trying to keep up with everyday demand, square gives you the tools you need. From payments to point of sale to online orders, inventory and staffing, it's all in one

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She laughed a bit, asking if it was a joke. I shook my head and explained that it wasn't. She didn't believe me. Nobody did. I decided that the only way to prove it to her was to show her the video. I borrowed my neighbor's VHS and played the video for her. However, the image is a change. Oh my God. I saw a clown. It's a nose bursting in spring blood onto the screen. I saw a woman alone in a dark room. I saw a man being forced to pick up white hot metal and hold it in his outstretched hand. I'll hand to a leathery mess. I don't think that he's like doing like the Tom and Jerry's scream too. Yeah, I saw a cat being chased by a mouse getting a toe stubbed and it swoled that really big. An anvil suddenly materialized and fell in the cat who became flat as a pancake. He then stood up, but he could still see through his flat body. Waddling off the scratching. I heard as a child continued picking up getting louder and louder than rap rat showed up and began twisting and compulsing. It's arms thrusting this way and that costume wasn't a costume anymore.

It felt was real first. He's like rap rats having a seizure. Yeah, yeah, I have a bite of wallet. Its face wasn't plastic, but instead a bristle of thorns with teeth. Y eyes turned inwards and suddenly popped out again. Rapprats huge fish eyes were inside out staring right at me, watching my every move, my every expression. It grin widely ingestured at my girlfriend with a single outstretched in human hand. I could hear the faint of scratching at my front door. The TV went black and showed static. The scratching got louder. It wasn't scratching anymore, but thumping. The thumping of tiny feet on wood. My girlfriend embraced me in fear and my senses kicked in. Before anything else happened, I stopped the video, ejected it and unplugged the VHS. The scratching stopped when I looked out the living room window. Nothing was there. The police showed up soon after, warning us that a neighbor had seen a figure outside

our door and a call in concern. My girlfriend and I simply couldn't explain what had happened and had to tell the police officer that it was us. I was furious that a children's game was terrifying me. I went to pick up the tape, but the VHS burned my hand. I felt like I touched a Bunsen burner on the highest setting. You can just say stove. Bunsen burner on the absolute, on the absolute highest setting that G.E. would allow the manufacturer to do. We had to get the oven mitts from the kitchen in order to take it out. And even then it was scorching hot. I brought it outside, tossed it down on the sidewalk and crushed it with my winter boots. Afterwards my girlfriend and I had bad dreams every night. We both wake up in the middle of the night and describe eerily similar images that we saw on our sleep. The scratching would always be there. When lights were off in the room with pitch black, it's safe for the moon light coming in through the window. Now though, it would happen every time I went near the front door and every time we said rap rat's name, it sounded as if something very small was dragging something across

the ground outside of the door, pacing, waiting. Was drag is a thing very small is rap rat the size of a rat? Yes. Yes, cheese is dragging cheese right? I guess or bloody cheese. I would simply wait myself with the covers pulled up to my neck until I succumb to exhaustion. At this point, I was determined to sue the company for damages. The first thing I did was call my mother and ask where she got rap rat. She had no idea. I found a merchant who sold versions of rap rat and asked how I could get in touch with the company. He sent me this email. I don't know about the game, but I know it was created by the same people who created Nightmare. The company is called a couple of cowboys. Try them. I did a bit more research and discovered that the company became defunct in 1994, only two years after they created rap rat. I discovered why soon after. In 1992, the year of the game's development, a couple of cowboys commissioned a manufacturing

company in Haiti to create the doll portrayed in the game. It's going to be voodoo. It's going to be like, it's going to be witchcraft. The company who created the puppet ran a sweatshop where they forced women and children to produce various components of the puppet, including the felt and plastic of the doll. I love the idea of just like an upstart a company called a couple of cowboys. It's like, we'll get the slaves and Haiti. I want your gnarliest most ran bonkish slave trade or sweatshop to make it. It's like a funny video game. What's the game called? Rat rap. Yeah. If you could have, all right, I should stop. I did think you'd do the boys. It's going to go to a bad place because the character is a bad, bad man. One day, a young Haitian girl got her arm caught in the industrial sewing machine. The spring loader, unable to handle the weight on the machine, came loose and struck the

child's neck, killing her instantly. I just want to say outside of a possess game called rap, rat, rap, that's got to happen multiple times a day. Oh, yeah. You've seen the live leak stuff, right? People just post on Twitter a video of like someone dying in an industrial process. So really, it's like, well, I guess what I'm saying is I don't think that rat, rap has anything to do with that debt. Well, it's going to be they were making the rap, rap. No, no, I'm just saying that I wouldn't say it's on the curse in the real world, right? And this case, it obviously is, but right, right. A few days after the funeral, the mother of the child came to the factory, demanding to see the owner who denied that he had anything to do with it. And if it ever aged, the mother said that the blood from the innocent would seep into every crevice of the doll, every component with which it was created and that all who touched it would die. She claimed to have summoned a fear demon and screamed at the top of her lugs. Rap rat rap. Rap rat. It's the demon's name.

I see. Yeah, the, yeah, I brought up a curse you and I like how these Dallas cowboys, these oil barons like you stupid bitch. Let the rat on the video type. Put them on the video type. We're going to make millions of this. Yeah, we're the producers of nightmare. He's to get the cable. I also love just a slandering an actual company. Is this an actual company? Look up a couple, well, the game nightmare is real. See if a couple of cowboys are the ones who did it because that's so funny. If it's just like, oh, they hired slaves and Haiti and it's real people at a company. A couple of cowboys is the Australian interactive media and game production company. That's awesome. I think it. Yeah. I do, I do like how they're just like some people was just like, what is this from? Yeah. So they did slave trade. I do either the guy that got the Australian guys and a couple of cowboys. Like, they what the fuck are you talking about? We made this in my mom's bedroom. Yeah, it's literally just two guys making a game company. It's like Haitian slaves.

The first thing that comes up for me is board game geek, which is a legitimate four game. I love it. I love it. I love it. I just care to the wind. Exactly. Well, that's a beautiful thing about children is they don't really know the real weight of anything. Yeah. So yeah, they're just like, I said, it's a sweatshop. Yeah. Well, like, this is it would be so it would be so funny if if if a cowboy, a cowboy, whatever, if they sued the child. Also he's Canadian cowboy. Oh, do you think he just chosen because the cowboy was in the name? The author's name is Canadian cowboy. No, I think I think that his dad, the author's dad showed him the old VHS game. He's like, that's so scary. That is, buddy. So he just took all this real stuff and then just incorporated that. Like, okay. The owner simply laughed and told his corporate boss is about app or app. They spread the joke from person to person and the game was renamed rap rap. Again, the idea of this actual company and he's just saying that they're like the mother

of this slave child who died in our factory started talking about some Haitian demon. We should name the rap from our game after that. What was the company called again? Cowboy, what? A couple of cowboys. So it looks like they did make nightmare. It's a game. And yeah, it says nightmare is a popular interactive core video board game. And it was released in 1991 by a couple of cowboys and JW spear and sons as part of the atmosphere. Steered. He's saying basically the founders print climates and Philip Tanner. Right. It's a Philip Tanner. We're laughing at the face of a chau of a of a mom who curts. There's like the blood is on your hands. And they're just like, we're going to call rap rap. You're that. Aparat. Do your work. And I want Brett Clements and Philip Tanner to speak to this. Is this real? They're silent speaks volumes.

Well, that's true. Now we're going to get. Yeah. Yeah, the kid never. I didn't write it. Yeah, but the kid didn't put the full name of the guys. Well, that's public information. What's their address? Go ahead, read that out to you. Two foot. A loose anagram of Aparat. Each recitation of the name Aparat brought with it greater and greater curse. Only two years after Aparat was created, the company was shut down and the owners hired by Mattel. There were stories of the workers begging for days off, skipping for weeks and weeks, finding the puppet in strange places. There were also stories of suicides. Of course, old creepypasta got to get it. Grim violent deaths in which the workers would stab their hands and set themselves on fire, writing, I am fear on the nearest surface in blood. I need you fired up about that, Hunter. That's your, that's your candle. I know you're trying to dox the creators of the series right now. I was trying to, I was trying to find a, yeah, sorry. It looks like they just banded two years after making a wrap wrap.

Four years after wrap wrap. After wrap wrap. After wrap wrap, yeah. Um, yes, the people get possessed and they kill themselves and write, I am fear in blood and set themselves on fire. It's pretty cool. Pretty cool. Nobody knows where the wrap wrapped all win after the original creators disappeared. Some say that the last things the victim saw before going insane were large, sunken, fish like eyes. Oh, dear God, yes. Words of warning. Never. Yeah. Number one, ever. Number one. Say, aparat out loud. Oh, shit. Saying a demon's need out loud is an invitation to them, a calling. You've already done this. It cannot be undone. Sorry, Isaiah. You said it too. We're in the same. Number two, do not try to speak or to contact aparat. I want to give him a piece of my mind. Number three, avoid being awake between 3 30 and 4 AM when wrap red is the most likely to try to scare you. I love that. It's like, don't say the name. Don't talk to him.

Also, don't be awake during these times. Also be really sure to drink warm milk and get lots of sleep during that time. They would, they would do this all the time. They would give like a specific time that you couldn't be awake or do stuff because if a kid's ever awake, because they're going to, during your friend's party, you're going to, if you're like, you're hanging out with your buddies, you're going to read it at that time to this day. I remember there was a creepy pasta that was like, I don't even remember what creepy pasta was, but it was like, do not turn on any electronics at 4.44 AM because that's like the witch and I are in like, if you turn on something, you're opening the gateway and stuff. Oh, if it's like, if it's like, if I'm late at night early morning working on something and it's 4.44, I'm like, do you actually? Wait a minute. No, I do, I do it, but it's never left my mind. I think, I think when I hit you when you're younger, I think it's hard to escape. I think it's just, it's like, it's like a OCD thing almost at this point where it's like, well, I can't do it right now because it's 4.44 AM. The VHS is back. I thought I stomped on it, smashed it to Kingdom Come, but it's back. I found it in my sock drawer yesterday.

This time I was ready. A whole bunch of people have been contacting me trying to get the tape or some sort of video from the board game. My answer to you is that it's just too dangerous. If I did that, it could very well drive you insane, scare you to death, the video and the game and rap right itself have some sort of strange power. Rap rap follows me everywhere I go. You see little shadows in the corner of my eye or hear sounds coming down the hallway when I'm the only one home. If rap right is there, it will let you know, but it will never let you see it till it's too late. Of course. I like how you're not only saying the names, but showing their faces. These are the slave traders. These are the faces of the people previously. These are the sweat. These are the quote. These are slave traders. Answer for your crimes. Answer for your crimes. I did say that a couple of cowboys. I think you're probably cool dudes. He's the only documents I have in front of me are the Haiti sweatshirt. Is that a fact?

He's the one who presses upload on the. Also, you laughed about a paid actor. Also, you laughed about a child's death in front of its mother. Haitian mother. Okay. It's for the Haitian mother. Yes. I'm more so like you can also think of me as like a like a news anchor, right? You don't sue the anchor for what's said on the broadcast kind of thing. He's the station. He's the network you want. So I love how the modern day thing is to not the not say rap, rap, but just invoking the names of the two couple of cowboys. Founders. Yeah. Yeah. You know, it's very the curse. You get curse faster through a couple of cowboys coming after you. Oh, yeah. When you find out about their shady past and Haiti. Again, there he is with the full names and descriptors and public information. That's crazy. That's crazy. I would never say that about you too. A lot of people have been watching the normal video from the normal board game. That's the thing. Rappratt can be normal. We'll trick you into thinking it's just a puppet and then stalk you day and night. That is Rappratt. Which I love this May 11th, twit to it one.

Some username named orange scissors says this was the only pasta that actually scared me. What a time to be alive, dude. I just think it was a simpler time. I want to say this, the story legitimately brought me a lot of joy because it made me forget or maybe remember a thing that I forgot back in the day, which I had a. Get ready. Brian. He's ready to play. First of his games. You're ready. Get steady. There's a board game that you play with the video. Yeah. So people have done the whole the whole spills and all this. Here we go. It's not a bad thing. Agent slave factories. Couple cowboy step forward and please answer for your crimes, but watch out man. I was gonna say this made me think about I did have a VHS game that I played when I was younger with my grandpa called the VCR quarterback game and it was fucking awesome. It's like an NFL little board game that you got. Oh, I've so shout out, shout out to V the VCR quarterback game.

She was tight back in the day. Wait a minute. I never knew this. Rapprat was an actual game released in 1992 by the couple of cowboys. This kid straight up made all of this about an actual tabletop. What if he's right? What if he's right? What if he's saying the truth? Can we play rap rap? We should definitely play rap rap. The copy of rap rap. I'd play it. Is it a coincidence that they shut down four years after they're in such a or actually four years after making that one game? Not at all. This is the board game and that video showing I thought that was like a fan project. That is the actual promotion. VHS that's like connected to VHS game. That's crazy. Yeah. It's a board game with a VHS player. I didn't know that either. I did not. I've known this story for over a decade and I never knew that. That's crazy. I am on eBay and I do not see a copy of it. We'll have to find it online. There's probably one online to find it. Dude, we got to play it. All right. So that was that rap. This is leading us all, though, too.

And it's gotten, you know, rap rap was interesting. It did unveil horrible things happening in Australia and Haiti. That was very important. And I think that we're going to go up next to Jeff the killer versus cylinder man. And before we even go into this Isaiah, which also these are all in the same time period by the way, 2012 and 2013. The hot one is here. I want to ask you a question in a fight who wins. Jeff the killer or cylinder man. Slender man. Slender man is like an eldritch ancient entity. Jeff the killer is a kid who has a facial scar. Oh, Jeff the killer, I think would I'm going to bat for Jeff the killer here. Jeff the killer is living off of rage and being an outcast. Yeah, he's a do. Slender man just fucking stands there, dude. He is a dude. Okay. I don't think I don't think Slender man could take the burning like Jeff did. Jeff was burnt almost a lot. Slender man is like a like a timeless cryptid thing.

Still dies. Dies to Jeff the killer. I'm going to adapt the magic the gathering. Mame dies to doomsday. What happened to Jeff the killer? Dies to Jeff the killer is going to be my new thing for that. I can't be that good because he dies to Jeff the killer. There's also the Jeff the killer versus cylinder man Epic rap battle. Is it good? Well, actually, fight marker made it and he's actually pretty self aware and like makes funny jokes and stuff. So it's probably funny. Oh, fight marker. He's the YouTuber that made the rap battle. Oh, I know that one's funny. I know that there are usually it's like jokes, right? Yeah. Well, sometimes sometimes people take it too seriously. Oh, yeah. But I mean, I'm sure that that one's fine. Is this and I say this in a way that is me almost trying to will it into existence? Is this going to be sexual fan fiction? No. There may be some like some like panted breaths. There was a lot of Jeff the killer and all kind of Slender man's fan fiction. I know. Was there? Oh, yeah. Absolutely. I'm disappointed that you have not brought that up to me. And I'm disappointed that not brought it up to you multiple times. No, no, no, no, no, I'm saying that we've read it.

Oh, like you brought it to to the table to be like, let's read the number of times that you have wanted to read actual smut is alarming. I legitimately think a funny and it would be horrific would be if we did a smut talk. Can you imagine how uncomfortable I would be during that? I think we'd be pretty bad to see, but it would be one of the scariest recordings. I couldn't read it. I can't, I can't say they're going to be like he. Bebe his beef. I knew it. I'm sure you would. I actually would be very funny actually having all that you trying to hear you do a little Texas two step around all that phrasing would be pretty funny actually. It would just be like the thing. Slid is. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. The thing. Yeah, it sounds like a fucking star trek up. Yeah, gwarf. All right, you want to do a Jeff the killer for cylinder man? Yeah, the killer versus cylinder man. I got pulled up on my phone and currently in the way. Ladies and gentlemen, you'll be happy to know that this has an 8.48 stars out of 10 from

4,000 votes. Okay. Yeah, quite a bit. Yeah, it doesn't surprise me. Jeff the killer versus cylinder man. The dark wet alley was slightly illuminated by Sarah's cell phone light. She shined it every few seconds to see where she was headed. Does it say you wrote it actually? No, whatever. At least on the website doesn't say here. Maybe a blessing. Her eyes scanned the darkness and she shook her face like a couple of hours. What? What had happened to her last night was a mystery. She thought back back to the bar. She just came in with some friends. Just a fun night out. Nothing could have happened or so she thought. Now she was trembling, walking from building to building a three in the morning. Again, she thought back that everything was a blur. She passed an old, ready motel in a pub. There are made away to the outskirts of her neighborhood where in a heavily wooded area, she walked, she clenching her eyes shut tight for moments at a time. She clenching her eyes shut. She clenching her eyes shut tight for moments. It's not, I mean, a second draft would be a lot to accept. So I'm going to assume here because what we assume so far in the past is that usually when it's in this, in this vein, this is 100% a teenage girl writing the story.

And this is going to be something where she probably gets attacked by cylinder manage just to kill her. It's what I'm going to go. No, I think where it's a versus it's going to be like a Freddy versus Jason thing. And this is the victim. Both of them have picked. So they fight. They run into each other that way. I think they might go into a round where he's just like, you know, like he doesn't want to save her. They pick a good one. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. She was huddled into her coat for warmth. This is the rain covered her for what seemed like an eternity. Just as her eyelids took cover of her eyes, something shined out of the corner of her vision. She instantly flashed her eyes open once again and her pupils became wide. She looked around. Nothing stood out in the blackness and rain. She spun around and continued her way back, hoping she would make it home. She steadied her surroundings. She remembered a shortcut that she took as a kid when playing hide and seek with her childhood playmates and involved climbing through the woods. Gold woman hesitated but came to the decision that anything that would get her to her warm home quicker is the better way. Sarah headed toward the forest.

She made her way in the first tree she laid eyes on and had been marked what was on marked on the tree mystified her. It looked like a circle with an X inside. Dude, I think I just fucking nailed this. I'm telling you, she's going to get attacked by Iceland and the Jeff is going to come and save her and he's going to be like, it won't happen again. It's like a twilight thing. Like what I've seen or at least this was been said, there was like the very fame. There's like the funny post where that one girl made there. She's like the new girl at Creepypasta High School and then like it seems like girls back in the day like the idea of the bad boy, the bad boy who's also just like whatever. He can't show him. He can't be. He can't show his emotions. They can fix them right? They can fix them. Yeah, Edward Colin or whatever. That's why I was saying the twilight thing. Yeah, that's the twilight thing. He has to use his powers to protect her from the bad man. But he's just like stay away from me. Yeah. You wouldn't want me. I'm damaged. I'm so, I'm so damaged. I'm so broken. I'm so broken. I'm a monster. You would. My skin glistens and the also these a lot of things really process would a burn victim.

No. Of course not. Yeah. Have you seen the fan drawings of slender? He's hot. Yeah, exactly. He's buff. So the Jeff the killer. I'm sure a lot of van veg sure a lot of young girls discovered a lot of things. Redrawing those for the first time. I saw one where it was like him like lifting up his great hoodie and he like has like like a glue. Yeah, like the V going down to his cock whatever and like abs and he's like you can imagine the young the young girl like artists like drawing for the first time. She's like, what if I a little more detail. I like. What if I just yeah, that's good. She knew nothing of its origin or meaning. So she just assumed this was some kind of gang symbol or something of the sort. Gangs. I love it. I don't know what that is. It's probably gangs. Make it her way into the forest. She recalled the fun times she had as a kid. She thought to herself out loud. I miss those times. Back when the world was a bot. Forest trailed off. Sarah heard the loud crack of a tree branch off in the distance behind her.

Terrified she began running through the woods and she soon became lost. She continued on anyway, hoping for a way out. Her lack of caution quickly resulted in her leg being caught on in the airline route and she fell to the ground attempting to get up, cost her even more pain. She twisted her ankle. Somebody please help me. Crunching of leaves became present again. She attempted to stand up and run once again, but her injury kept her in one place. She clinched her eyes shut out of fear and as she opened them again, a tall white man dressed in a suits to before her. She had become visually impaired to the side of this man. She began screaming in terror, but was soon silenced by the slender pale man that stood before her in the dark. Four o'clock, but once was a young boy. Now was a cold-blooded psychopath. Jeff the killer. Had just finished not like you getting fired up about it, had just finished what he called his daily rounds, the slaughtering of innocent people.

This was almost all that flooded Jeff's mind. Each ragged his feet up the wet cement as he entered, what he had called his home for years. Jeff stepped foot into a world of tragic memories, clutching two whiskey bottles in hand. Jeff had become a drunken killing machine. Hell yes, writing, writing, writing Jeff is an alcoholic is so sick. Yeah. Oh yeah, he's also still like 14. He has, he has the little plain bottles of liquor. Mm hmm. Oh, fuck. I can't fucking sleep. It's like, it's like depending on the story, what kind of Jeff you get, because there's like, it depends. It depends on what kind of one girl writes. Exactly. Well, I can Jane the killer, right? It's like she's perfect in beautiful or whatever, but Jeff killed her family. Now she's going to stop him kind of thing, right? Yeah. And like she like kills everyone of the research stuff like that. I like the idea though of Jeff. I love writing with no consequences. A through line of just being like, by the way, Jeff is an alcoholic. Yeah. That just needs to stay.

I love the idea of a like, you can write and you can be like, yeah, I killed like 40 people and like there's blood in their dine. Anyway, they left. It's like you just do cares. Just like keep whatever you want to happen to happen. Yeah. No way to touch. That's why I love you about the whole thing. I'm like Jeff just got done murdering a bunch of fucking innocent people. Yeah. It's like, there's no, you don't really, you're not even saying about that. You could say, you could say killed all of England. Who cares? You just killed a bunch of screaming children there crying and it was totally fucking pathetic and lame. Yeah. Yeah. And he drinks all the time and he's fucking drunk. He's with cigarettes and he picks me up from school. How many picks people up from school? His brain was filled with the scent of murder. One thought that did cross his psychotic mind had been there since day one. As the rain hit the weary house, Jeff began to recall the night in which he slaughtered his entire family. He chuckled at the thought.

If it wasn't for his insanity, he may have thought about regret remorse for taking the lives of the people he once loved, but that wasn't possible at this point. Jeff was out for one thing and one thing only death. Five oh six in the morning. He took another swig at his alcohol. Wait, so she's been sitting there. They've been looking out for an hour and six minutes. It was four in the morning when this first started. Now it's five oh six. What the fuck am I saying? I think what they try to do is they try to go back and be like, oh, walking up to the woods. Jeff was drunk and walking around now back to present. Yeah, yeah, it's not even that time yet because he's still not there yet. Yeah, yeah, yeah. What the fuck am I sitting here for? Jeff buzzed as he got up to make it. Can you do like a sexy Tumblr guy voice? What the fuck am I sitting here for? As he got up to make his way into the night, he swerved a bit and took another check at his whiskey. The alcohol hit his warm, bloody lips and he felt an odd sensation. A sudden urge had hit him. He stood in the room, gazing out of the forest beyond the house.

Jeff checked his pockets, cigarettes, a lighter, and of course his knife. Yes. There's a little bit of blood going to my penis. They gave me slightly chubbed up. Jeff, Jeff, they did. They're, it's hints of that though because there's hints of that because it's an sensation. The urge ahead him on urge ahead him, uh, gazing the four, but yeah, the alcohol hit his warm, bloody lips. I mean, like that within itself is a little nod. I mean, yeah, yeah, I mean, there's like, there's obviously like it's sexy, but it's never about. It's no, it'll never, it'll never go that. Yeah, but it's sexy. I'm sure there are. So there's 100% of some very graphic. How many I accidentally stumbled across? Back when I was looking at, yeah, yeah, I'm practicing. Hey, practice that, practicing that, uh, that flag fold in your room to it. Like listen to narrators, listen to narrators online like this.

Right. To see that flag. This thing that flag full of crazy. So disrespect man. That's such if that wasn't so clever. I didn't. Those are so funny. I'd be. Don't come in here. Yeah, Jeff knew that something wasn't right. The feeling he got was a mix of the urge to kill again and something far different than what he had ever felt before. He stormed out of his home into the cold wet night. Jeff was down to dark street. His only light source being a lamp illuminating the road. The rain still pouring hit Jeff's back. He started to move in the direction of the forest. He struggled a bit. His alcohol consumption that night had been extremely high. The killer approached the desolate forest. For he entered, he took a quick glare to his left. Jeff was not far from a cemetery. He trembled towards it. A thought blew into his mind, almost like the wind on a breezy afternoon. The last piece of his family was only feet away and it beckoned him.

He moved his feet away from the forest and towards the graveyard. Slowly Jeff walked, yet he tripped a few times, spainting the short distance. He approached a grave. Jeff graced it with a rotten odor of death. His jacket being covered in the blood and remains of his victims. Jeff simply gazed at the cold slap of granite. His vision was too distorted to make out any sort of words. Because of this, he stood and stared. Jeff's insides began to feel uneasy and his throat became dry. Same feeling. Just minutes before. Jeff stumbled back to the forest while trembling towards the woodlands. His eyes wandered to a tree a few feet farther out than the others. It looked like a small, grayish piece of paper could be seen hanging by a nail. His eyes blurry. He was unable to read it. Of course, it's one to slender page of Jim. He took no attempt either, and crept into the darkness slowly. Almost as if he recognized this place as if it were his true home. Squeezing his two bottles of whiskey, he studied the forest in a drunken haze.

Jeff admired the darkness. He reminded him of a black hallway, one where the murderer could easily slash the necks of his victims without being seen. As he continued walking, Jeff became in a way, infatuated. The empty blackness swirled around him, muttering to himself an unrecognizable gibberish. He continued to trot. Something felt a bit odd. The crunching of leaves seemed too loud to account for only one person. Jeff felt as if something was lurking beyond his line of sight. Who's there? A button to hell, yeah. A button to noise could be heard. Nothing out of the ordinary. The chirps of crickets grew louder as Jeff studied his surroundings. As Jeff announced this, a quick rustling from a nearby bush could be heard. He slashed out it before the sound could come to a silence on its own. Jeff then saw what was hidden out of sight the entire time. Damn rats. You're just good for nothing, Pess.

Jeff felt claimed as a rodent scurried from the leaves. After he had seen what hit in the bush, he continued his midnight stroll. The rain crashing against his back came to a slow stop. His vision was becoming very blurry and a loud noise was growing within his head. What could be heard was just a figment, Jeff's insane imagination. For the woods were completely silent. The tampered around, dragging his feet, cursing at the almost unbearable noise. Nothing like it had pierced his ears was such discontent before. The noise that drowned Jeff slowly became absent. From the pain, Jeff fell to a tree. Both bottles that were once clenched into his hands fell to the ground. One crashed against the bark and shattered everywhere. The crack of glass had viciously dragged Jeff back into consciousness. As his eyes re-adjusted to the darkness once more, the blurriness was magnified as Jeff saw a white, overlike object hovering above him. His eyes quickly focused from shock. But what had been in front of him a few seconds ago was nowhere to be found.

What the fuck was that? Jeff chuckled at his own remark. His mind plain tricks on him. Now I know that I know, damn rad. He hastily came to the conclusion that something had to be lurking in the darkness, following him from a distance. That's it. I'm done playing games. What the fuck are you bastard? Jeff screamed at the top of his lungs and hoped of some kind of response. He was answered abruptly as he started walking again, felt the slightest tingle on his neck. That's not the damn ear of fucker. Get the hell out of the bushes before I decide to fuck you up. Jeff felt wild at this point. Nothing about this place was right. But why is he even trying to reason? Didn't he just like get done murdering people earlier? Why would he not just go in there? Because he's, because like whatever it is, almost made him pass out. He knows it's not just a person. I thought it was him big drunk. Was it not it? So he saw the same thing. So the inner vent tried using his powers on him, but he was like, yeah, yeah, exactly. So he knows it's something supernatural. Exactly. You got it.

Come out here, motherfucker. Yes. So what's dying tonight? So I think earlier, because I thought the way it read is Sarah fell in the woods and then Jeff was standing over here because it hard cut to Jeff. But no, I think it was slender and then it cut back to Jeff. That's what I wanted to do at this moment. Jeff felt wild at this point. Nothing about this place was right, but he was enjoying every minute of it. Swiftly pulled a shining blade from his coat pocket, began slashing at trees in the darkness. Come out. Come out, bitch. No hiding now. I'll cut every last tube of bargains to slit your throat. Jeff pointed his knife towards a tall, thin tree protruding from the left of his vision, stabbed. He was astonished to see that on direct contact, the tree or what he thought was a tree, faded away into the darkness in a matter of milliseconds. Not knowing what to do, he glanced quickly towards his right and stabbed at the black of night.

He peered out into the wood and saw not what he had expected. What stood before the psychotic boy was an extremely tall, thin man dressed in a clean black suit. This was all that Jeff could make out at the time. The rank caused Jeff's sight to become immensely distorted. Jeff's eyes had cleared again and he quickly began to observe the man. He was emaciated, his face pale, almost pure white in color. As Jeff studied the face, he soon came to notice the lack of facial features on this man. This thing's face was completely empty. No eyes, nose or mouth, just a white, blank head. This may Jeff feel a bit uneasy, and he soon broke out into a laugh. Although it sounded, Jeff soon addressed the figure before him. Me to the lines? Yes. Hold on, I need to do a corpse husband. So you were the bastard chasing me through the woods, huh? Jeff stared at the blackness once more. You know, I don't know what the hell you are, but you kind of remind me of myself.

You've got the nice white face, but all you're missing is a smile. Jeff, I love my job. Jeff began laughing uncontrollably at the same ocean. Yet he was stopped. Jeff's ears were assaulted by static and he fell to the ground. He was shrouded in complete darkness as he clinched his ears for mercy. The figure, Jeff earlier question, was now causing Jeff extreme pain. Well, well, the place where his eyes should have been staring directly into Jeff's, at that point, Jeff snapped. He broke free of the pain, drew his knife once more, and began slashing. Each one of his moves were futile as the man moved around in no time at all.

Almost as if he were teleporting from place to place to avoid the attacks. The tall man began to fight back. Jeff had just now begun to notice the tendrils hanging from the back of his attacker. Oh, yeah, they grabbed the Jeff and his response was to swing his knife at each that came near him. Jeff managed to find his way to be an arm. In almost an instant, the limb quickly grew back into place. What had just happened to Stonest Jeff, he felt almost as if the man was a tall tree and his tendrils simply branches. Jeff fled from the forest, knowing that there was no way he would be able to fight whatever his adversary truly was, and what seemed to be his home territory. Jeff rushed from his attacker and found himself at the same place where he had entered. What the hell? To the right of him lie the cemetery, open space. As he ran past the trees, he noticed one that lie away from the others, the same tree

from before. He ran to it out of instinct and read the note he had seen from a distance before. Note, do not enter these woods at night. A tall man has been spotted in the area recently. Some call him the Slender Man, but where an enter at your own risk. Whatever the being that had stalked him in the woods before was referred to as Slender Man, the name fit perfect with the description of the tall white figure. Jeff heard, Jeff heard towards the graveyard where he waited for his foe, wielding a sharp bloody knife. Jeff's wishes had been granted as the Slender Man approach from the woods, it seemed as if it was hesitant to leave its home court. Despite its hesitance, it left the area anyway and quickly rushed towards Jeff. The psychopath instinct started to come back and he jumped towards the tall man. Jeff was quickly grabbed by his enemy and rode against a nearby tree. Jeff proceeded to swing again at the tendrils that had grabbed him. He was able to slash it one of the Slender Man's main arms.

Blood oozes from the deep cut, the white figure showed no emotion and began snatching at Jeff once again. As he continued to smash Jeff against trees, slabs of rock, Jeff's knife slipped from his grip and fell to the ground with Jeff. Colliding with the ground, Jeff's knife slid into his own stomach in a matter of seconds. Blood poured from the wound and soon the ground was covered in a red liquid. He stood up with a giant. Is that the best you've got, Slendy? I've taken more speedy from my father's belt than your weak twig arms. Crazy line. The Slender Man remains silent but continued fighting. The man reached for a piece of granite from a tuned stone. But before he could take hold of it, Jeff jerked the knife from his gut and flung it directly at Slender Man. Jeff's accuracy was precise and it sliced off one of the man's limbs. Slender Man's left arm was completely gone as it fell to the ground with a thud. He was quickly met by thick blood that barraged from his shoulder.

It was completely drenched in blood. Slender Man briskly disappeared into the darkness but illuminated behind Jeff. In his right hand, he held a broken piece of granite that he proceeded to slam into the side of Jeff's head. Jeff fell to the ground once again, almost knocked unconscious. He was not left there for long before he was seized by an assaliant and thrown against a grave. The stone exploded on impact with Jeff. Getting up once again, Jeff's eyes focused on the name on the grave as his eyes crossed the name on the granite, his black eyes widened. The words written across the gray slab were recognized by Jeff in an instant read out his brother's name. Lou, something was coursing through Jeff. Rage filled him with an instant and he lashed out at Slender Man at extreme speeds. Jeff's knife was slashed as soon as well as his pale skin. Slender Man began teleporting towards the forest. Come on, bitch. I'm not finished with you yet. I want to help you get to sleep, Randy.

You look awfully tired. I don't know why it says, Randy, I think I'm going to say slendy. I want to help you get to sleep, slendy. You look awfully tired. Whatever was flowing through Jeff caused his insanity to go into an overdrive state. He had become delusional. He ran at Slender Man and back into the forest. He rushed through the woods, not observing his environment whatsoever. Jeff was deep into the forest, still pursuing the man. Slender Man continued warping around the forest. Jeff's lack of caution caused him to trip on a branch line in his way. As he crashed into the ground, shards of glass pierced him and the contents of his pockets were thrown out. His item scattered the ground. This Jeff looked up with his mangled bloody face. The scent of alcohol graced him. Jeff knew that he had been there before. He had fallen on this tree and dropped his bottle. Jeff desperately searched the ground for his knife.

He felt his hand grab hold of something warm, what he had hoped was his blade. Jeff grabbed his lighter. He quickly scrapped at it, hoping the small flames would provide a source of light. His bloody hands covered the plastic and the red liquid. After many desperate attempts, a small orange flame was produced. Jeff threw the lighter out in front of him as he attempted to find his knife that lay close to him. Before he could make another movement, Slender Man appeared before him. The swoosh wide face that had been seen before was now covered in slashes and dark blood. Even though he looked hurt, Slender Man remained strong. Jeff's grip on the lighter became loose. His blood had caused friction between it and his hand. Small blaze dropped towards the ground and his flames scorched as the lighter hit the ground. Both adversaries fled away from the flame. Before either of them could put distance between themselves and the flame, it was ignited by the alcohol that soiled the ground.

At a matter of seconds, the forest was burning from the ground up. At a matter of seconds, my gosh. Jeff looked for safety, yet none was to be found in the flames. Slender Man was there. That was just a setup to what Slender Man is doing. I'm sure. Slender Man thought nothing of this and continued to swing it, Jeff. Jeff fought back, ignoring the orange and red covering his environment. The tall monster grabbed it, Jeff grabbed his knife and jumped. To no avail, Jeff was pulled by the Slender Man and was now stuck in his grip. Slender Man began to shake Jeff around. As he did this, Jeff bit at him and allowed crack a bone could be heard. The pain surged through Slender Man. Out of shock, he threw Jeff against a large tree. As Jeff flew towards the tree, a sharp pain hit Jeff straight in the back and continued until he saw a large branch sliding through his torso and he hit the base of the tree. Jeff had been viciously impaled by a long tree blanche.

Blood gushed from his mouth and opened wounds as he screamed out in pain. Slender Man then fled. He warped to an area of safety where the forest had not been burned as of yet. He watched Jeff as he attempted to escape. At this point, the Slender Man knew that escape was impossible. The white monster could hear Jeff screaming. Even from a large distance away, he continued to warp away from his territory and left Jeff to burn in the flames. The blaze became brighter and surrounded Jeff, struggling to avoid the intense heat. He violently slid his body from the tree, firing golf Jeff. Everything swirled around him. He became wrapped up into the flames. There was no hope for Jeff. He lost his mind long ago. Yet this was something. He had reached his limit. It's state of mind bird just as the forest did.

A young girl by the name of Sarah Burgess has been reported missing. She was last seen a drop in barn grill at around 9 o'clock PM. If you have any idea on the whereabouts of Sarah Burgess, please call the station at 404-835-HELP. In other news, a major forest fire has broken out in the local area. The cause has not yet been discovered. Investigators are studying the remnants of the forest. There has been extinguished. This will hurt much of the animal life found in the once heavily wooded forest. Rain more on the stories it comes. Mark turned off his television. Slum to do his couch cushion. Hey honey, you wanna take a look at the forest? Well, what's left of it? They've put out the fire that burned the damn thing to the ground. There's also a girl missing. Maybe we'll see her while we're out. Can we do it some other time? I've got to busy right now Mark. And if the police can't fit foul, find the girl. There's no way the hell we can. Mark argued. Come on, it won't hurt nothing.

It will be more than a five minute walk. Alright, I guess, but five minutes early. The man put on his shoes, left his house with his wife. As they shriek towards the burnout forest, we could see something moving in the opposite direction. It looks somewhat human. As we move closer towards it, they notice what looks like severe burns to its face. Creature siloids were completely gone, and it carried an unnatural smile spread across his face. It was completely white, with hints of gray where it looked like it had been burned. The long black hair was cinched. It came closer towards it, and Mark shouted, hey buddy, you need some help? Mark stop. We don't even know who he is. He could be a fucking killer for all we know. Man moves swiftly towards the couple. As he approached them, he drew a thick blade covered in red liquid. I don't. But I can tell you need some help to sleep. Jeff slashed the knife across the man's neck, and he fell to the ground. His wife began to scream loudly. She was standing there to continue, as she was next.

She was stabbed directly in the harp with the knife at the same time. Three, two, one. You don't need to worry about me. Just go to sleep. Bravo. Slinner man versus... Slinner man versus Jeff the killer. What a concept. Oh man. Pff. What a banger. I really love the character acting. That was an excellent. That was a good touch. I feel. Thank you. And I hope that the Oscar, I hope that the, I hope the committee or the council or the fuck they call Oscar, they can't be, I hope that they consider that for an award. I think they should. I think they should. That was beautiful. So yeah, Jeff the killer versus Slinner man. Just two of them do, but you can't kill either one of them because you won't be like, oh, it's hard. That's a pretty verse Jason ending. Exactly. Yeah. I think he both parties happy and the third fan of definitely won the fight. Hmm. Harry, who do you think won? He's all I kept here and all I kept here in an eyes by acting.

I was always on the offensive, right? So you got to tell a program to like five different rocks. I got up one rocket. So did, hey, so did Rocky. So did Rocky. So did Rocky. No, he got up. But he won. He wasn't thrown to a single rock. Well, the rock known as common. It's a rock hit him and it exploded on impact. He got up. He got up. He did. He did. That's not what the character actor acting was. You were screaming as loud as you could. What was being burned alive, but I still got up and I still killed afterwards. I didn't run away. Slinner man was the one teleporning way. I honestly view as Jeff one slender left him for dad. Pussy. He should have finished the job, but I mean, he left. I think that he was too, he was too much of a pussy to get near the fire. Jeff was screaming, but it was actually, I do feel like that was the thing in a bunch of the slender man spin-offs. I think someone wrote in that he was afraid of fire. And I know they wrote that for Jeff, because where Jeff was burned, you're afraid of fire. Jeff's not afraid of fire.

I'm saying in a bunch of the fiction that was real. I'm saying what happened here was while I was screaming in pain because it is fire. And even though my, my, my, you know, my nerve endings already burnt before from the fire. I was, it was almost laughter. It was a cathartic scream because I was so upset by the gravestone that I saw earlier. So really the scream was me burning that part of my life. And that's why also Jeff, out of the forest, he killed somebody afterwards and he's like, it's nothing but a thing. It was like a dragon ball charge up. This is the story where he got his infamous line. It ain't nothing but a thing. Because he come out, people were like, who are you okay? It ain't nothing but a thing. Slice. It ain't nothing but a thing, bitch. I just keep scaling. I want people, I want to ask people to comment, who do you think one? Slender. I think Jeff one. Slender Harry Whipton. Who want to be impaled by a tree than left? We can put the pole at the end. Who the hell? Who? Yeah, you know what? Do the episode pole thing? Who wants? Slender or Jeff? And people are going to say Jeff just to be like, um, because they're, they're up,

sane mind. They have that. They have everyone in his eyes. No, but they saw the skirmish Isaiah. It's on screen. Also I think your course husband voice is very good. Thank you. And also when I reached out there, I'm not going to tell people what I felt, but just tell them, I'm just so you know that I think you were a big side of two about it. You can cut that. Don't cut that. The speed at which that would have had to have happened would be impressive. That's why he screamed at pain one second. Well, I was kind of, I saw you reaching in and I'm like, is he get, yeah, he is okay. Guys, that's our episode today. I think we need to, we haven't done a grab bag in a while. So I'm glad we got to do grab bag, but it was fun going back and revisiting some of these. I feel like a part of my inner child was healed today. Yeah. Me too. Because I remember reading that one. Like I remember all the stuff about the grave and the fire and the woods and stuff, but I forgot like how it ended and stuff. So it's always fun for me to revisit stuff that I vaguely remember.

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