Creepypasta OC review: Emotion Eater Sometimes, we have marry sues and ripoffs, I have to ask, what makes a true, properly developed Creepypasta OC? One OC like no other? Well, let's find out.Creepypasta OC review: Emotion Eater by beybladelover15
This OC is part of SCP Containment Breach, uniquely designed, and has no rhyme or reason. Yea I set you, the viewer, up really well, didn't I?
This character is some decent character development; but not good enough (EX: why the character is afraid/dislikes blood, how she became an SCP.) What has this character done to become an SCP? Why does she abhor (if you don't know what that means, it's another word for dislike) blood? Why did her father commit suicide? Because he didn't want to live in a colourful (and yes, I spell colour with an u) he didn't want love, self-esteem, and happiness? Why? Other than that, the character is nicely designed; many colours. I liked that, I love characters with colourful designs.
What do I personally rate thi
House of glowing cobwebs- Halloween storyToday is Halloween!House of glowing cobwebs- Halloween story by Hekkoto
Josh with his parents and brother Adam eating breakfast. Boys were very excited because of this day, after school they going to end making their creepy costumes and in the evening they going for candies. Their parents was happy that they planned have fun because they was new in city and they worried that boys will think too much about new school and only worry about it. They hoped they will go with some others kids and will make friends.
After breakfast boys go fast at the bus stop. They don't wanted miss their bus to school. They was in same age, they were 9 years old. At the bus stop was some kids and Josh started talking to one with which was in class. Adam was more shy and he just stood next to his brother. Boy noticed it and smiled to him
-hi, I'm Mike, you are Josh' s brother right?
Adam looked up at boy and smiled a little. He doesn't expected that someone will want talk with him.
-yes. I'm Adam.
Mike smiled more.
-you guys are cool, you wanna go with m
Killing Spree ch. 3 (Jeff x Reader)Killing Spree ch. 3 (Jeff x Reader) by oXKarlaXo
This is for actions. This, for thoughts. “This, for conversations.”
Slender inside someone’s mind goes like this.
Friend’s name: f/n
“My, poor _____, what happened to you?” His/her mom asked me, I just smiled and said:
“I was walking to get here but then started to rain”
“Oh, why you don’t go and change upstairs? You may catch flu, dear” her/his father said.
“Ok!” I ran upstairs to my room and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, then sat in a couch in the living room beside my best friend, her/his parents were on the kitchen preparing something to eat.
“Hey, care to tell me what happened? I heard the news; the house the killer entered was yours…”
“I’m ok, f/n, don’t worry about it”
“You want me to not worry when a killer c
Creepypasta - The 'Eclipse'There used to be a sun in the sky. It would always greet us in the morning, and follow us through the day. It might still be there, but it does not appear that way; it suggests that what the papers wrote about a whole month ago has thus far not passed us by.Creepypasta - The 'Eclipse' by wholetthemonstersout
The papers told us of a solar eclipse. It would come in the middle of the day, and go away after a couple of hours. Most of us got ready to behold the majesty of two astronomical bodies shaking hands for a brief moment, but the excitement slowly turned into confusion, then anger, and finally fear; the natural order had not returned to it’s normal state, and we experienced something of an eternal night.
Then came the next calamity; a bone-chilling cold like none other. Though it was in the middle of summer, the temperature had lowered itself to an all-time low. It got worse for each day, dropping another couple of degrees. The grass, the trees and the flowers all shrivelled up and died a premature demise. They were the first t
The Purple BalloonIt was times like these, when I wished I could just run away and never look back. I wanted to scream, but I only could cry internally from all the stress that came from my family. My father and my stepmother always go at each other’s neck like a couple of lions fighting over a piece of meat. There is no peace, sometimes I wish, I could crawl into a hole and never come out of it. I desperately pray to God that every day would at least get a little better, but it never does. Nothing never gets better.The Purple Balloon by CapriciousJinx
The only thing I look forward to is sleep. The feeling of suppression and neglect from my stepmother increases with every passing day. Sometimes, I lay in bed wondering if my family or friends would even miss me if I went away. Would people cry? The only love I ever felt was from my father, but lately things have taken a turn for the worse. Fights have gotten more violent and there were days, I would find my father crying, praying for a miracle to happen.
Night fell and I waited in my
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