A small band of people who have been elevated to Superhero status.
In some accounts they appear to have their own personal adventure writer attached.
They run around committing deeds of a creepy nature.
They are attracted to various member's of the Supernatural Cast.
They have a strange need to make shrines.
They circulated 'The Picture'
They can be lured in for capture by producing cookies or pizza.
In some accounts they appear to have their own personal adventure writer attached.
They run around committing deeds of a creepy nature.
They are attracted to various member's of the Supernatural Cast.
They have a strange need to make shrines.
They circulated 'The Picture'
They can be lured in for capture by producing cookies or pizza.
Why is that girl sniffing her panda hat?
Don't worry it's a Team Creepy thing.
That superhero just winked at me and said "Creeper love is deeper love"
They must be an elusive Team Creepy member, they are very rare you know.
Don't worry it's a Team Creepy thing.
That superhero just winked at me and said "Creeper love is deeper love"
They must be an elusive Team Creepy member, they are very rare you know.
by loverofthepie December 2, 2011
Get the Team Creepy mug.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
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Laura was saying something, but the Fedex guy couldn't hear a thing. His attention was diverted by the pressing reminder of a creepy murray. Shorts was the wrong pant to wear in this office.
by murraydog January 29, 2008
Get the creepy murray mug.adj. An overused slang term for sexually inappropriate or perverted or for attempting to derive sexual gratification through dishonorable means. Unfortunately, the word has become an abused favorite of melodramatic people who try hard to use the word wherever possible, to the point of rendering the word almost meaningless.
by anon4005 August 19, 2006
Get the Creepy mug.An individual who needs women like air.....every single female he sees is free game to hit on to the point of repulsion. Creepy smile, darting eyes, and exposed neck muscles when in full creeping form. Impossible to hang out with due to obsession with attempting to hit on opposite sex. This may sound appealing to be a wing man.....but be very careful as to not be connected to this individual in the minds of females.......guilt by association could be lethal. If you are looking for this individual check all old model vans...(especially with no windows in the back) and/or light colored Infinities.
I went to lunch with a Creepy McCreeperson and he offended the waitress to the point I know she spit in our food. What a creep.
by twan August 16, 2004
Get the Creepy McCreeperson mug.When you have a close encounter with a spider (or any unwelcome little bug), & after you're hyper-sensitive/aware of EVERY little tickle you feel, fearing it may be another critter crawling on ya.
I cant stop scratching my head ever since I found that ant in my hair. I keep thinking I feel more. I got a bad case of the creepy tickles!
by littledesertflower December 7, 2010
Get the creepy tickles mug.1.A shortening of the phrase "Fucking Creepy"
2.Anything that's creepiness cannot be described with other words
2.Anything that's creepiness cannot be described with other words
Say you are going to your grandmothers house. "I'm not staying in that creepyfuck house. We are going to the motel 6."
Did you just try to kiss me? You creepyfuck!
Did you just try to kiss me? You creepyfuck!
by xxXLil BroXxx November 29, 2011
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