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| From: BCow
| Posted: 1/1/2004 4:33:46 PM | Message
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Tag. Man, when am I going to finish reading all
of this.
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Every house has a bathroom. |
| From: Masa
| Posted: 1/2/2004 12:51:30 AM | Message
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Hey, I have to read AND archive these
man.
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"Sure, the game looks nice. However, my sister
looks nice, I'm sure. Doesn't mean I'm going to take her out for a
night on the town." - Psycho Penguin |
| From: ryohazuki1
| Posted: 1/2/2004 12:27:35 PM | Message
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bump
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| From: holyfrog77
| Posted: 1/2/2004 12:55:59 PM | Message
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I copied this one XD
Once upon a time,
there was a samurai named Ki no Ensuke. One day he was given leave
by his lord to visit his home in Gifu. He set out for Gifu on his
horse, accompanied by a few of his servants. As he was riding over
the famous Bridge of Seta in Shiga, he met a noble woman standing
there, alone. Something about her made him very nervous, and he
tried to pass by her quickly, pretending not to notice her. But as
soon as he drew near she stopped him. "Where are you going?" she
asked.
To show respect, he got down from his horse and said
"I'm going to Gifu, Lady."
"May I please ask you a favor?"
"With pleasure." he replied.
She thanked him, and
brought out a small box wrapped in fine silk cloth. "Could you
please take this box to the bridge of 'Dan in Kara no Sato', which
is on your way. There will be a woman waiting for it on the western
end of the bridge."
Already he regretted speaking to this
woman, but there was something so mysteriously menacing about her
that he felt it would be prudent to go along with her wishes.
Reluctantly he accepted the little box, and said "How can I know to
whom I should give this? What if she is not there, where should I
look for her? And if she asks me whom I'm looking for, who should I
tell her?"
"Just go to the bridge," insisted the strange
woman, "Don't worry, she'll be waiting for you. When you arrive
there, she will come out and receive it from you. And mind you - "
she warned him, "Never open this box to see what's
inside."
Now all this time, his servants had been waiting for
him at the end of the bridge, and they were becoming worried about
his mind. They had all seen him step down from his horse and begin
speaking to the empty air.
There was no one there.
He
continued on his way, but soon forgot all about his appointment on
the bridge of Dan. He passed over it and remembered it only after he
had reached his home. He decided he would simply drop off the box on
his way back to Kyoto, and put the box up on a shelf.
This
samurai had a wife, who was a very jealous woman. She saw him put
the box away on a shelf and thought to herself "This is some gift
he's bought to give to his lover!" She waited until he was out, and
then took the little box down from the shelf. She opened it and
screamed.
Inside the box were human eyeballs with dirty
patches of pubic hair.
When her husband came home, she ran to
him frantically and showed him the box. Remembering the strange
woman, he became very upset and shouted at her. "What have you done?
The woman who gave this to me told me I should never open it. What
if you've brought some kind of evil down on us all?"
He
wrapped the box carefully and took it straight to the bridge of Dan.
Just as he had been told, there was a woman waiting there to receive
the box from him. He gave it to her, trying his best to look
innocent, but as soon as she saw it she cried "It's been opened!" He
tried his best to deny it but the woman said "You've really made a
mistake this time!" and stomped away angrily with the little
box.
Well, she had the box. There was nothing he could do
except ride home.
After arriving home, he was suddenly
stricken with pain and sickness. He said to his wife "What have you
done to me? Why did you ever open that box?" Within days he was
dead.
Too much jealousy from a wife can kill her husband, and
so this jealous woman lost her unfortunate man. Everyone who heard
this story spoke badly of her from that time on.
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| From: holyfrog77
| Posted: 1/2/2004 1:07:33 PM | Message
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I got it from here
http://www.harapan.co.jp/english/kwaidan/kwaidan_index.htm
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There
are two kinds of people in this world. Teh pwners and teh
pwned. |
| From: Guug
| Posted: 1/2/2004 2:17:05 PM | Message
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| I remember the red eye one from way back when on
this board. |
| From: Chimpy2608
| Posted: 1/2/2004 3:19:33 PM | Message
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An artist named Jack loved drawing scary
pictures. He then shows them to his friends and scares the crap out
of them. He drew a picture of a room with walls dripping blood. Then
he drew a cute little picture of a teddy bear, and cut himself and
bled on it. He knew that wasn't enough. He wanted to draw something
so scary, it would be famous. Or infamous. He drew a very realistic
looking head, it was bald, green, the skull was cracked, it had his
own blood on it, the teeth were yellow and razor-sharp. He drew the
body with the head. The body looked just like his. Satisfied, he was
a little scared himself. Then he felt sleepy, and later died of
blood loss. One of his friends went to check on him. The walls were
bleeding, his daughter's teddy bears were bleeding, and the artist
was sitting on the floor, laughing. His head was bald and bloody,
his skin green, and his teeth yellow and razor
sharp.
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Don't look at me!! >_> |
| From: goldnchild87
| Posted: 1/2/2004 4:53:31 PM | Message
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bump
can someone PLEASE finish the one
with the teacher and her hearing things!
PLease! |
| From: Majin
Gohan | Posted: 1/2/2004 10:29:37 PM | Message
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These are great. Keep them
comin!
(tag)
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| From: You
Spoony Bard | Posted: 1/3/2004 4:17:18 AM | Message
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Sakura
A man once lived in Japan,
who had married a woman who loved flowers. Every day, she would go
to a field and pick some of them to bring home and enjoy. However,
the man was unfaithful. His mistress convinced him to kill his wife
and stay with her. So, one day, while his wife was picking flowers,
he snuck out and killed her. He buried her body in the flower
field.
He and his mistress lived for a long while after that,
and even had a daughter, who they named Sakura. She was blessed with
great beauty. The man was so happy that he forgot all about his
previous wife until one night, when her ghost visited him. She began
to torment him, giving him bad luck and even giving his wife a
horrible disease. This continued for many months, until the man
desperately asked his former wife's spirit if there was anything he
could trade for his new wife's health and to get his good fortune
back. The spirit told him that she wanted a flower. Not just any
flower, though; she wanted the most beautiful flower of them all.
Thinking this was simple enough, the man told the spirit to wait for
five minutes while he got the flower. He rushed to the field and
grabbed the most perfect flower he could see, then rushed back
home.
His wife was better, but his daughter was
gone.
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I've submitted my story, now will someone
finish the teacher story?!
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LUE -- We're
"Special!"
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| From: holyfrog77
| Posted: 1/4/2004 10:36:24 AM | Message
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BUMMMMMMMP ^__________^
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33303,give love to this place! |
| From: ryohazuki1
| Posted: 1/4/2004 6:22:06 PM | Message
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bumpyy
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| From: ryohazuki1
| Posted: 1/7/2004 7:59:31 AM | Message
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last bump
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| From: Geoform
187 | Posted: 1/9/2004 3:41:32 PM | Message
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Ok...here's one me and my friend made up during
a sleepover. I'm touching it up a bit to make it a bit more
colorful, however ;)
This is the story of a perfectly normal
house in a normal neighborhood. In the early 1950's, it was the home
of a somewhat reclusive elderly couple. They rarely left the house,
so no one really knew them. They lived contentedly, until a
psychotic serial killer, described as a man wearing a two-faced mask
and carrying a large ax, stormed into their house (which had been
left unlocked) and murdered them both. However, as urban legends
say, all the doors in the house sealed shut for some unknown reason,
and the killer was locked inside. According to the stories, he tried
to get out, but the door could not be unlocked, and his ax simply
shattered when he hacked at the door. All provisions in the house
disappeared, and the man died from lack of food and water. The
demise of all three parties was unconfirmed for several years, until
police surveyed the house and discovered the bodies.
Years
after the exposing of the incident, children often dared each other
to knock on the door of the house as a sign of bravery. This
practice proved harmless until one boy was dared to go inside. He
walked up to the doorway, grasped the doorknob, and seemed to vanish
at that instant. the other children confirmed this and called the
police. The police arrived and sent an officer to open the door. He,
also, vanished the moment he touched the doorknob, causing no small
amount of unrest among the other officers. Regardless, they
proceeded with their investigation. They all went in (being
extremely careful not to touch the doorknob) and went to the first
room they saw: the kitchen. As expected, they found the cupboard to
be empty, as well as the refrigerator. The only thing they noticed
were scratch marks on the floor, presumably from the desperate
killer. They then left the kitchen and went to the bathroom, which
they found to be covered with blood. The officers decided
immediately that this was a job for someone higher on the ladder, as
it were. They left the room and shut the door, only to hear a loud
"thud". They turned around to find a bloody ax-head sticking out of
the door. They quickly opened the door and found nothing inside, not
even the other side of the axe on the opposite side of the door. The
policemen rushed out of the house as fast as they could and alerted
the chief...
Continued in next post
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| From: Geoform
187 | Posted: 1/9/2004 4:04:09 PM | Message
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A few hours later, two experts in paranormal
activity (no, not Mulder and Scully) had arrived, and the house had
become an official crime scene. They entered the house and looked
over the main floor, and found nothing, not even the bathroom, to be
suspect. They saw no ax-mark on the door at all, nor anything to
confirm the officers' story. They went to the basement and looked
around. They found nothing there except a newspaper dating back to
1952, torn--or cut--in two. After examining it, they placed it in
their bag to be further studied later, and proceeded to the hall.
The hall had no lights, so they turned on their flashlights. They
reached the end of the hall without seeing a single door to any
room. However, there was a painting of the old man and his wife on
the end wall. After studying it, they turned around and noticed a
single hall light in the ceiling that hadn't been there before. In
the ray of light cast by it, they could see an old woman rocking in
a chair and knitting, and old man drinking coffee and reading a
newspaper (the same one that they had seen earlier and placed in
their bag). They then saw the swing of an ax, followed by a fiery
image of the two-faced mask worn by the killer. Then, as the light
dimmed, a final display of the mask and ax falling to the floor was
shown. The light then burst, leaving nothing but darkness. The
detectives, severely shaken, ran out of the hall swiftly. They
turned and looked after they were back in the main room of the
basement, and the hall was gone, replaced by the picture of the old
man and his wife. But beneath it, on the floor, lay the killer's
mask. One of the flabbergasted detectives picked it up and they
prepared to leave. However, as the they neared the door at the top
of the stairs, they heard a "thud". They saw an ax-head sticking
through the door. They tried to open the door, but it was sealed and
impossible to open. Suddenly, the mask grew hot, and the detective
holding it dropped it on impulse. It tumbled down the stairs,
leaving a trail of flame and finally catching the carpet on fire.
The flames soon completely engulfed the house, reducing it to a pile
of ash within hours and effectively leaving all of its secrets to
mystery.
Not too great, I know, but still...horror writing
isn't my strong suit ;)
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| From: BloodEagle
| Posted: 1/9/2004 4:37:09 PM | Message
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tag
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¤/BloodEagle\¤
It's
better to give than to recieve. Especially if it's a punch in the
nose. |
| From: Will
VIIII | Posted: 1/9/2004 9:25:19 PM | Message
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tag
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Just like the N-Gage, the Taco
Bell Taco Supreme has no slot for games- Gameinformer
http://geocities.com/thechronocrystal/ |
| From: Deberk
| Posted: 1/10/2004 11:48:47 AM | Message
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Bump.
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What were we talking
about? |
| From: Kiss
me Im Irish | Posted: 1/10/2004 12:31:18 PM | Message
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Asian eh? well ok then... my dad's one friend
once went to Japan on business, and when he was there, Japanese
people would walk by him and say (I dunno what the word was, so lets
just substitute it with RED shall we?) RED!!! Yeah, so anyway, this
guy goes around like this for a while assuming it was some sort of
customary greeting, and finally, curiousity having gotten the better
of him, he asks a Japanese colluege what "BED" actually means, and
the guy says to him, "oh, that means Round Eyed
Devil"
O_o
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Priest: Do you renounce the devil and all
his works?
Voltaire: This is no time to be making enemies...
-Voltaire on his deathbed |
| From: Priest
Masa | Posted: 1/11/2004 12:47:14 AM | Message
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Great stories everyone.
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He's the
best, shows no fear, and makes me wish he would endorse a shoe, the
one and only... GOD KNUCKLES DAWSON!!! |
| From: The
Neo Dude | Posted: 1/11/2004 3:11:30 AM | Message
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BUMP
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trolling, Crossdresser. Have a nice day.~istorm to Phil
Anselmo
Gamertag: Captin Blasto |
| From: Meis
Triumph | Posted: 1/12/2004 12:40:25 AM | Message
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This happens to my grandfather's friend, I'll
just call him Oji here. Oji has a drinking habi and he always spent
most his time at a drinking place not far away from his house after
he finish working. Since he's a security guard, he always carry a
beating stick and a torch light with him when he work. One day, as
usual Oji dwells in the drinking place untill mid-night. Half
drunken he walk his way home, half-way natures call so he decided to
take a pee at a lake nearby. That night, thick clouds covered the
sky, so there's no moon nor stars. There's hardly any streets light
since its an undeveloped village. As he relieve himself he heard a
faint noise, almost like peolpe speaking in a low tones. As he try
to listen more carefully, its as if there's more then 2 persons are
talking, its like what we heard in the market only that this is much
softer and can hardly be heard. Oji gaze around him, he only see's
small huts from across the road, with hardly any lights he presumes
the villagers inside is sleeping and are impossible to make such
noise. Then he notice something not far away from him in the lake.
It looks like a coconut Oji thought to himself. As he look into the
lake, he notice more of this strange round objects. Then he remember
that he's got a torchlight with him(he's a security guard
remember?). Without wasting any time he turn it on point it to the
lake. Oh he wish he'd never did something so stupid. The round
objects floating on the lake are not coconuts or basketballs, they
were human heads!!!! Immediately the strange noise silent all
together and hundreds and hundreds pairs of eyes are staring at Oji
rite now. Just seconds after that, they all let out a loud shriek,
Oji can see shadows leaped out of the lake towards him. He dropped
his torchlight and ran as fast as he could back to the drinking
place yelling. When he told his friends about his horrible encounter
nobody believes him. After Oji calmed himself he went back to the
lake together with some of his friends. They found an old lady
standing by the lake, she's reading some sort of a spell. She just
ignores them when they try to call her. Then one of Oji's friend
found his tourch-light on the floor. Oji managed to get home anyway
that night. The next morning, Oji checked his equipments and his
heart nearly stopped pumping when he saw his torchlight. Numerous
teeth scars can be seen on the body of the torchlight, one of them
sank so deep inside and he can actually see the batteries inside
being torn open.
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"What you cannot remember... does not
exist..." - Lain.
~- For the sake of protecting
something... -~ |
| From: Ken44
2 | Posted: 1/12/2004 1:50:00 AM | Message
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Asian eh? well ok then... my dad's one friend
once went to Japan on business, and when he was there, Japanese
people would walk by him and say (I dunno what the word was, so lets
just substitute it with RED shall we?) RED!!! Yeah, so anyway, this
guy goes around like this for a while assuming it was some sort of
customary greeting, and finally, curiousity having gotten the better
of him, he asks a Japanese colluege what "BED" actually means, and
the guy says to him, "oh, that means Round Eyed
Devil"
O_o
lol.
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I'll give head for
Karma. |
| From: Savage
Membrane | Posted: 1/12/2004 4:56:59 AM | Message
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come on finish the teacher story
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out
of fear they call me the flowing tiger,so i take my love without
their permission like kobe bryant-Wrekonize |
| From: The
Neo Dude | Posted: 1/12/2004 5:25:09 AM | Message
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Numerous teeth scars can be seen on the body
of the torchlight, one of them sank so deep inside and he can
actually see the batteries inside being torn open.
If
that happened to your grandfather it would have taken place around
1900-1940. Did batteries even exist then?
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Phil Anselmo
Gamertag: Captin Blasto |
| From: Solidcobra
| Posted: 1/12/2004 12:27:01 PM | Message
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*reads story of atheist girl*
*pukes*
gah,
i hate "atheists are wrong, NYAH!" stories.....
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If you are
reading this, you have WAY too much free time! |
| From: Stillblade
| Posted: 1/13/2004 12:43:06 PM | Message
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Setting: A TOWN CALLED EDGEVILLE (from
RuneScape) One day a man named Rich walked in his mansion. He had a
bed room upstairs and the biggest kitchen in the USA on the first
floor. No one knows what happened to him, if he just stays in the
mansion or is dead. The mansion soon deteriorates after his wife
dies, and it is believed that he still resides in his home. One day,
a boy was dared by his sister to go in and cry "ELENA's HOME!!!"
(Elena was the wife's name) and call for Rich. If he doesn't stay in
the mansion for 1 hour, he kissed his sister's feet and becomes her
slave for a week. He takes the bet and goes in. After he opens the
door, he sees blood on the wall, writing that says "I SEE YOU,"
blood drawing of two eyes, and has 2 darkened holes in the wall,
where the pupils of the eyes would be. The hole looks like something
or someone is on it... He goes to the holes and pops his hole in the
holes, and the eyes close... slicing his fingers out. He turns
around and runs out the door, he is safe but with 8 fingers... and
everything seems quiet, he doesn't see his sister's boyfriend
watching the mansion, or ANYTHING, no cars, just the houses. He
looks back at the mansion, and sees NOTHING. The door is gone. The
boy runs home, and no ones home. He notices the pair of eyes on the
wall... He pops the rest of his 2 gone fingers in them, and feels
good, like the fingers are back. When he witdraws them he sees two
sharp things. His hand goes below the eyes and the sharp things are
absorbed by the wall. They form a mouth and teeth, and the boy lies
dead at his sister's
feet.
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www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.html
Really
creepy. Check it out |
| From: Stillblade
| Posted: 1/13/2004 12:45:53 PM | Message
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The title of that story is: THE BLEEDING
EYES by Stillblade. And I forgot this stuff:
The sister
kicks his body away and goes to her boyfriend, Rich, and kisses his,
and she's never seen again.
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.
.
.
Not a GREAT
story, but still another if you already read the others
:)
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www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/subliminal.html
Really
creepy. Check it out |
| From: The
Neo Dude | Posted: 1/13/2004 1:13:15 PM | Message
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.....spellcheck
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Phil Anselmo
Gamertag: Captin Blasto |
| From: kikomman4meals
| Posted: 1/14/2004 6:52:50 AM | Message
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tag
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Axikal is my Hero|||Diablo2
Character: PangDe lvl
44
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