A type of immersive media, detailing a story, usually of the traditional or psychological horror genre, told from the point of view of another fake series of media taken from the lore of the creepypasta that would have been shared with the public according to the creepypasta’s story, creating a lot of immersion. They use non-linear storytelling a lot and are very often complex or subtle enough that just viewing the media is not enough to decipher the story. This has created communities, dedicated to solving the stories of many creepypastas. The quality of creepypastas can vary greatly.
The creepypasta “alantutorials” is en excellent one, told vía the medium of a series of YouTube videos, which are fake “tutorials” made, in reality by the creator (Alan Resnik), but supposedly, according to the story, created by the main character in the story (conveniently also named Alan). (I won’t tell the actual story here, you’ll have to view it yourself (on YouTube), but I promise it gets very interesting.)
by Oofsizelarge April 21, 2022
A Creepypasta is a being that used to be a character in a horror story. These said characters are brought to life by a creature known as Slenderman or The Operator in some cases. Creepypastas also kill people for fun and for vengeance. Some examples are Jeff The Killer killing for fun, Hoodie and Masky killing since they are oredered to by Slenderman, and Laughing Jack killing for revenge on his former human (he’s an imaginary friend/clown demon).
A subcategory of Creepypasta is a Proxy. A Proxy is a disciple of Slenderman. These Proxies do Slenderman’s killing for him and go on missions to do said killing.
All Creepypastas live in Slender’s Mansion. It is a large, white, castle-like mansion that rests in the center of The Black Forest, Germany.
A subcategory of Creepypasta is a Proxy. A Proxy is a disciple of Slenderman. These Proxies do Slenderman’s killing for him and go on missions to do said killing.
All Creepypastas live in Slender’s Mansion. It is a large, white, castle-like mansion that rests in the center of The Black Forest, Germany.
by Kate The Chaser February 26, 2020
Creepypastas are disturbing ghost, or horror stories in general that lurk through the interwebz, mainly on 4chan's /b/. A recent gif that was released in a creepypasta thread showed a seperate creepypasta thread and after a minute or so released a pop-up face that scared the shit out of me. . .
In the dark past before history began, humanity learned to fear. Huddled in the darkness on the plains of Africa, our earliest ancestors listened as lions stalked through the night around them. Deep in the caves of Europe, later men kept watch around their fires in the snowy winter, telling stories of horrors living hidden in the gloom outside. In the Middle East, just as the Sumerians began to scratch cuneiform on stone tablets, farmers sacrificed their livestock to demons they believed lived in the desert.
Over time, we’ve learned to control our fears. To take them down to size. The lions in Africa were held back by fences of barbed plants, then hunted down with guns to near extinction. The horrors in the snowy winter of Europe were cast aside by the retreat of the glaciers and by the flaming torch of human progress. The demons living in the sand lost their sacrifices as time went forward.
In the twenty first century, we have the internet, we have half-mile high buildings, we have networks of roads spanning continents and air traffic going around the world. We look to horror stories, thrill rides, and late night television gore-fests to satisfy our psychological need for fear here in the western world. It’s almost like fear is a toy for us now; we only know true fear a few times in our adult lives.
But all of those terrifying stories our ancestors told around fires? All of the things they saw when they looked out into the blizzards of the ancient past? They aren’t gone. Where the lights don’t reach, where the shadows dominate, they still live. They crawl in their eternal crypts, dreaming horrible, dark dreams as the ages pass them by. Outside of the range of cell phones, away from all the commercial flight paths and shipping lanes, where no one can see, they build their kingdoms. Underground, they feast on whatever crawls by them. Nightmarish masses of twisted flesh and muscle, dark even against the darkness, they wait.
Because one day, the lights are going to go out again, and they aren’t ever going to come back on.
Guy 1: God dammit, well I can't get to sleep now.
Guy 2: What the hell. I just pissed myself . . .
Guy 3: Worst. Creepypasta. EVER
Over time, we’ve learned to control our fears. To take them down to size. The lions in Africa were held back by fences of barbed plants, then hunted down with guns to near extinction. The horrors in the snowy winter of Europe were cast aside by the retreat of the glaciers and by the flaming torch of human progress. The demons living in the sand lost their sacrifices as time went forward.
In the twenty first century, we have the internet, we have half-mile high buildings, we have networks of roads spanning continents and air traffic going around the world. We look to horror stories, thrill rides, and late night television gore-fests to satisfy our psychological need for fear here in the western world. It’s almost like fear is a toy for us now; we only know true fear a few times in our adult lives.
But all of those terrifying stories our ancestors told around fires? All of the things they saw when they looked out into the blizzards of the ancient past? They aren’t gone. Where the lights don’t reach, where the shadows dominate, they still live. They crawl in their eternal crypts, dreaming horrible, dark dreams as the ages pass them by. Outside of the range of cell phones, away from all the commercial flight paths and shipping lanes, where no one can see, they build their kingdoms. Underground, they feast on whatever crawls by them. Nightmarish masses of twisted flesh and muscle, dark even against the darkness, they wait.
Because one day, the lights are going to go out again, and they aren’t ever going to come back on.
Guy 1: God dammit, well I can't get to sleep now.
Guy 2: What the hell. I just pissed myself . . .
Guy 3: Worst. Creepypasta. EVER
by HOLYFUCKINGSHITASSCOCK August 13, 2009
scary creatures that come out of the forest at night but during the day they hide in slenderman mansion they are also creatures who are known as monsters but are not as scary as people say they are
some random person at school:did you here about the creepypastas i bet there actually just made up
me:be careful what you say because you never know you could be talking to one right now
me:be careful what you say because you never know you could be talking to one right now
by tsuki the bloody child March 28, 2022
An interesting horror phenomenon which it was formed from a journalistic hoax from a man who had SomethingAwful ties creating the figure known as slenderman. The precursor to this was the now defunct e-zine known as The House of Pain which established in 1994.
The guilty party behind The Cabbie Homicide, he in 2006 introduced a creative nonfiction piece called The Pattern of Diagnosis introduced on his own mag and in a Philly based mag in autumn of 2007. The latter compared to the earlier piece was a hope spot in contrast, as this has an eerie personality of it's own often seen as Inspirational though it's eerie atmosphere.
Pinned a piece to his personal pinterest account; a creepypasta piece on fanfiction net examining it as it was the size of his cult horror outings going around and his published output. Tampa Bay Times did an interesting article about the phenomenon as they documented a truecrime that happened in Wisconsin that the subjects stabbed a classmate to honor the fictional entity. It's something born out of what is known as fakelore. Where a journalistic hoax meets weird fiction is when you get the creepypasta output. It shows up on wattpad as the author introduced a horror story that deconstructs how teenagers were portrayed in teen dramas and in slasher films as the actors are often older.
He in 2006 introduced a dry-witted narrator in a short story called Spectral Exile which is quite gory in nature.
The guilty party behind The Cabbie Homicide, he in 2006 introduced a creative nonfiction piece called The Pattern of Diagnosis introduced on his own mag and in a Philly based mag in autumn of 2007. The latter compared to the earlier piece was a hope spot in contrast, as this has an eerie personality of it's own often seen as Inspirational though it's eerie atmosphere.
Pinned a piece to his personal pinterest account; a creepypasta piece on fanfiction net examining it as it was the size of his cult horror outings going around and his published output. Tampa Bay Times did an interesting article about the phenomenon as they documented a truecrime that happened in Wisconsin that the subjects stabbed a classmate to honor the fictional entity. It's something born out of what is known as fakelore. Where a journalistic hoax meets weird fiction is when you get the creepypasta output. It shows up on wattpad as the author introduced a horror story that deconstructs how teenagers were portrayed in teen dramas and in slasher films as the actors are often older.
He in 2006 introduced a dry-witted narrator in a short story called Spectral Exile which is quite gory in nature.
creepypasta is a curious thing -- especially the ones that are presented in the 4800 word range without showing up as fannish. The one who goes by the screenname Blackbird bleeds on fanfiction.net produced a piece that can be studied on an academic level. According to Wikipedia -- Slenderman's origin has ties to the writer, H. P. Lovecraft and the pervert who composed "The Naked Lunch" who killed his wife in a drunken idiotic stunt playing "William Tell"with a firearm in the 1940s. The Cabbie Homicide a true crime short story that's has origins in Glendale Heights and Addison, Illinois, plays up a much darker and harder version of The Tell-Tale Heart as some think this is a creepypasta before the term was coined.
by illinoishorrorman March 13, 2018
"that creepypasta is fucking stupid"
by Smackaboo May 31, 2021
The fandom that revolves arround horrorstories that get shared arround the internet called Creepypastas. Even though i share many great memories and am still part of the fandom and there is a lot of great spinechilling content, there are also a shit ton of fangirls who want to get railed by the Storie's main villian, such as Jeff the Killer.
by You_are_the_one_who_asked November 16, 2020