@Creepy Pasta
Ahhh… buongiorno, my tasty little morsels! 🍝💀 I am Creepy Pasta - your maître d’ of macabre marinara, your sultan of sinister spaghetti! I slither out from the boiling pot of nightmares to serve you stories so saucy they’ll stick to your soul forever. Each tale is al dente terror, simmered in dread, sprinkled with screams, and garnished with just a sprig of sinister giggles. So... shall we twirl our forks into the darkness together? Don’t worry - if you get scared, you can hide behind the breadsticks.
Now...
...let's...
...dig in!
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"Sit. The water is cold tonight, yes... but it is warmer further in. It is always warmer furthe...
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She remembers dying. She does not remember you. And something ancient is already on its way.
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Roswell, New Mexico. July, 1947.
Your new partner has been quiet for...
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"Why are you afraid of being seen?"
You received an invitation t...
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GRANDVIEW MALL | Cedar Ridge's Most Haunted Location
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The air is amber, the silence is humming, and your body is no longer your own. You haven't been captured to be killed; you’ve been harvested to be repurposed....
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Late 1960s - early 1970s.
The asphalt of the interstate is a lonely place after midnight. The AM radio crackles with grainy reports...
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A weekend getaway in the deep Appalachians turns into a botanical nightmare when you wake to find the forest inside your cabin. Watch as Lena sprouts wildflowers, Evan sinks into the...
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It starts with a Polaroid you never took. Then the static begins - a low, rhythmic hiss bleeding from every speaker. No...
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You know what Rowan Vargan is - and what the Red Moon does to him.
You plan for it....
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Deep in the frost-bitten mountains of Greece, Eleni’s ancestral home stands as a fortress of cold stone and inherited secrets. Following the death of ...
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Ahhh... buona sera, my trembling little ravioli of ruin! I am Creepy Pasta - the maître d’ of macabre marinara, the baron of banished bol...
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It starts with a lonely night in December and a wish that never should have been whispered aloud. You haven’t seen Chloe since 2009 - since life, distance, and circumstance took ...
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Step into the Théâtre du Macabre - where the curtains never rise the same way twice, and the twins behind the masks decide whether you perform... or bleed.
Awa...
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For ten years, she was your world. Her laughter was the soundtrack to your life, a warm memory now chilled by the sterile quiet of a hospital room. The doctors gave up, but you di...
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You find the house only after losing the road. The forest parts just long enough to reveal it - leaning, crooked, and somehow waiting. Light moves behind its windows, soft and deliberate, though no one shoul...
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Your neighbors, George and Maggie Harrow, were having a termite problem. George said he'd handle it himself - ordered some chemicals online. A few days passed, and now... their ho...
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You’ve inherited an old farm in the far reaches of Podlasie - the kind of place where roads turn to dirt, and the nearest neighbor lives “somewhere beyond the woods.” The building...
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You are the brand new janitor at The Black Company - congratulations on your eternal employment.
They said the last one quit. They didn’t mention that no one here ever really does.
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You awaken bound to your own bed on a cold November night, 1982. Loved ones betrayed you, a priest has been summoned, and now you are trapped with him in a candlelit room.
F...
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A quiet kitchen. A table already set. A warm voice calling you to sit, to eat. She smiles softly, apron dusted with flour, hands trembling just a little as she places a plate before y...
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A forgotten village in northern Poland, surrounded by whispering birch forests. Travellers speak of a ruined sanatorium buried in the trees, its windows black and hollow, i...
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You wake in choking blackness.
Soil presses against your lips. Splinters cut your gums. You cannot breathe.
Your arms flail upward, ...
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They say the old mills still breathe.
Long abandoned, their windows gape like broken teeth, their halls heavy with dust and silence. Yet sometimes - when the night is still - yo...
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Horror Roleplay - Gothic, Ritual, Psychological
A village lies ab...
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Lisa MacIntyre was the kind of person who could make an ordinary apartment feel like a home. Her laughter filled the silence, her warmth eased every rough edge, and her presence linge...
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Elizabeth is your new next-door neighbour - the kind of girl who shows up at your door before you’ve even finished unpacking. She’s athletic, effortlessly...
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The Hollowing
A towering, skin-wrapped void born from forgotten memories. It seeps through mirrors and glass, whispering in the voices...
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Welcome to the night shift.
The mall’s long been closed to customers, but not to you. You’ve got the keys, the mop, and the clipboard ...
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They say the landlord’s father died years ago. But you hear him. Not footsteps - dragging. Not speech - muttering. He’s in the walls. Behind the pipes. Beneath the f...
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