Creepy Story Contest
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Thread Topic: Creepy Story Contest
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Yep.
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I SHALL CRUSH YOU ALL
Has scarystory but story has more than 30 paragraphs and is not done -
The Judderman
(Based off of a funny Metz commercial)
The following is a written entry taken by John Barrows, a close friend to the missing Rafael Winters, a supposed victim of The Judderman, according to popular belief. The entire Snow Forest and Frozen Caverns has been closed off due to increased suspicion, and will become available for tourist use after the case has been closed. Thank you for your patience.
1984, January 21st
Ah, my 18th birthday. So great, so fantastic. Ive finally become a full-fledged adult, ready to take on whatever the hell life has to throw at me. Or am I I doubt it Oh well, Ive still reached major-hood and Im man enough to brave the winters, just as my parents and elder siblings ave. But I dont have a job yet Hmm Cant brave even the tiniest snow-flake without a good job as my parents say. Not too wrong.
1984, January 27th
Me n Rafael just found ourselves two good jobs. Hes ought to be cuttin down the logs in the abundant Snow Forest and Ima pickin ice in the Frozen Caverns. Fancy names if you were to ask me. But ey. They sound fancy and I kinda like em. Most o Greenland is named generic and machinery names, like Excavation Site 01 and Excavation Site 02, and you cont forget the great Excavation Site 03. A real legend, I tell ya.
Sarcasm intended. Anyways, Ive always been a fan of ice for glorious reasons, and I wish I could write them all down, but then Id ave to buy a good dozen more journals. Anyways, again, Im off to work. First day of work, first day of a new life.
1984, February 4th
Me and Rafael are doing bloody good up ere! The Caverns are rich with all kinds of ice, and when I said all kinds, I mean all kinds! Foggy ice, stick ice, glass ice, dry ice, silent ice (Called silent due to its fragility), and, although its quite rare, a nearly indestructible ice me superiors like to call Frozen Steel. Nother fancy name, nother fancy thang.
Anyways, nuff bout me. Rafaels been coming to me about the trees. Theyre all white, down to their very roots, for starters! Bloody brilliant! Pure white trees. A true beauty to behold. Someone said both the indestructible ice and white trees are impossible, but ey. Natures come up with some truly strange wonders. Well, Id be off, boss callin me.
1984, February 17th
Our jobs are going quite as planned. We make surprisingly swell money off of it and all we do is swing picks and hatchets. Whilst some may call this dumb work, I tell ya, its not dumb work. Its a bit more intricate than ya might think, specially with minin the ice. You have to know exactly how much pressure to ply, exactly where to strike, and what are you should be in. Lots of mathematics involved, friend.
But, anyways, on to the bloody point. Hmm, I use bloody a lot, dont I. Yeah, I do. But ey. It certainly serves its purpose. Anyways, on to the bloody Jeez, Ive a limited vocabulary Well, whilst I was mining a solid block of ice, I started to see a mist of sorts in it. Frozen mists, fog. It was a color distortion, ats fer sure. I began mining across the colored ice and kept on and on and on and on striking me eavy pick-axe. Seemed to take an hour, but I had finally unearthed a startlin discovery.
It was a human body, dead right before me eyes. Id never seen such a thing. I mean, sure, me and Pas hunted the occasional game, but never killed a man. But there this man was, dead as a skeleton. Thing is, he didnt have any wounds. He was blue, thats fer sure, but it seemed he had died from frost-bite. But this was in Frozen Caverns, there are plenty o exits! Strange discovery, gamme a few night-terrors, it did.
1984, February 22nd
Well, I decided Id only take a day off rather than the week they offered meh. And by they, I mean my bosses. But now I wish Id just went home Again, like last time, I was diggin through a uge block o ice embedded in the ground. This time, like ast time, I seen a color distortion. Purple, red, blue, and even a bit o green. For some reason, I had a pre Prem Premonition, it is! For some reason, I had a premonition that it was going to be similar to last time. Oh golly Jenkins was I right
I kept on mining and mining, and tis ice seemed to be indestructible. It certainly looked like it, but my peers ad told me they ad mined all the indestructible ice from the mines. Guess at was a lie Anyways, eventually after an eternity o pickin, the ice busted to pieces, sending tiny bits of ice bursting every-where. Combusted ice I thought. But what was in the icy tomb was truly shocking
An entire posse of frost-bitten people were in it, all frozen to the core and all dead, yet none of em had a single other wound. Chances are, there was an avalanche that caved em in when their friend took a pee. Oh great lord, I hope at doesnt appen to me
1984, March 6th
Bloody hells. I dont even know what to write. I was diggin as usual when I came up upon another block of indestructible ice. But this time, it wasnt distorted with color. Thanking the heavens, I continued on. Picking at its edges to release its groove, it gave a bit o a hard time, I saw. Hammering my pick-axe in the grooves, I yanked n yanked n yanked til it came fallin down upon me, nearly crushed my blue arse. But what was behind it Was Unexplainable.
It was like a royal dining room, a huge circular table was in the middle, along with what appeared to be royal skeletons, as they ad silken robes of differing color and quite expensive gem-stones on 'ere bony fingers. Only one seat was empty. Being the curious chirp I always am, I decided to look in. The place was huge, like the largest igloo Id ever seen. Cups of ornamented gold with a gooey liquid inside lined crystal-cut shelves made of ice, and there were pictures So many pictures Of a young male with pointed ears.
Aye, they were drawings, but they were quite real. Whoever painted them mustve been very well paid.
They were all alike, and they all said the same title in a gold plate underneath the pictures, The Judderman, I believe it was. I dont know why, but my head was almost forced to look at the only empty chair. It was, by far, the most detailed and gorgeous chair Id ever seen, and likely ever see in my life. Capped with gem-stones, as tall as I, and with such plump seating, it nearly made me fall asleep. Then I noticed a tiny golden plate on its fore-seat, like a name-card. It said
The Judderman.
I knew fear right then. Ive always been a stickler for conspiracies, and this Juddermans skeleton missing from his chair The chair I was sitting in it was a bit frightening. No, not a bit frightening, very frightening. I ran as fast I could out of there, out of the chair, the room, the tunnel, the mines, hell, I didnt stop until I reached the nearest jumble of people, where I felt safe.
One of them asked me why I was so scared for me life. I Didnt know how to reply. I Didnt know what I was running away from.
1984 March 16th
My friend Rafael has been acting strange around me lately. Hes been drinking very much lately, which, as a lumberjack, can be quite dangerous. Ive been askin em to tone down on the drinkin, but he just keeps on tellin meh he doesnt know why he does. Do I believe this? Well, Id find it to be bull. Of course, I dont really know why hed have such a change of habit.
Also, hes been asking me if Ive seen People. I told the fool Of course! Ones right in front of me now.. He smacked me up-side the head and asked if I had seen Strange people. Rubbing my jaw, I spat out a clear No and he lightly nodded. Looking away, he left me there. It was a weird happening. Well, better get back to the mines.
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I'd like to thank everyone who entered and let me just say that all of your entries were absolutely amazing. Here are the winners I've chosen:
First place: LuckyFirefly
Second place: Joker1001
Third place: S_E_
Congratulations to all winners.
Lucky, I need you to email me so that I can give you the pass to the account. -
"Second place: Joker1001"
I have been defeated. -
Thank you!! :3 Although actually I don't want the account ^w^' I'll take the other prizes tho!
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Wait, so since she doesn't want the account, does that make a me a runner-up?
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WOOH! I didn't think I'd place! Lucky, I loved your story! I need to check the prizes again.
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Yay! Shoutout quiz! *dances like a weirdo*
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