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Serious question...

If anyone is interested in helping me reach my goal, spread the word to mrcreepypasta.

link to story if you want to send him it:

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Serious question...

If anyone is interested in helping me reach my goal, spread the word to mrcreepypasta.

link to story if you want to send him it:

#no pressure #Sammy the cat #creepypasta reading #creepypasta #television #r/nosleep #snuff film

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<3

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I think you owned a dog before @artoutoftheblue.

Alright, two truths and one lie? Got it.

I write creepypastas

I animate and create games

I do not like obese and shadow man

@blazingblossom @slimebeast @globaluna

Let's play a game

Two truths and a lie, reblog with what you think prev's lie is and your own set of truths and a lie (and tag some people if you'd like)

I am a writer

I am an archer

I am a swordsman

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bro

someone in my server got mad at me over creating a fnf mod about my fnaf fangame, five nights at prototype fredbears, to reward those who like fnf and fnapf and supported the series since the announcements

not joking btw 💀

#joseph rambles #not a vent or rant btw #this is just pathetic and funny lol #bro #if you have a problem with the stuff I made in my server then leave lol #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #five nights at prototype fredbear’s #fnapf #fnf #friday night funkin #fnf mod #stupid people

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Nice

I will tag you and other cool people.

@tieyourlacesman @artoutoftheblue @slimebeast @sugarthelion @globaluna @josephthesnailshow @bogleech @blazingblossom

You guys aren't required to do this dw

starting a tag game! take this quiz to find out what kind of shark you are, reblog with your results, and tag a few people you think would enjoy :) i’ll go first!

i think this is pretty accurate!!

no pressure tags: @leftsquarebracket @aanalytic @zetto52sd @forkinthegarbagedisposal @chipadip @rosebian

anyone else is welcome to join too <3

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Remember my "creepy"pasta called Aimkid: Lost Animation?

Well, someone made a recreation of this garbage of a story.

Pretty sure I explained why I don't like this story of mine.

You can read why here.

#aimkid #josephthesnail #creepypasta #joseph rambles #trollpasta #recreation #videos #Youtube

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Fact of the Day:

My Mario creepypasta/arg, Burnt Luigi, was a massive fan favorite in the Mario Amino community with every entry being featured on the front page.

This makes Burnt Luigi the second most popular next to Sammy the Cat being the first popular.

#burnt luigi #joseph rambles #creepypasta #super mario 64 #super mario #luigi #josephthesnail #factoftheday #fact of the day

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Friendly reminder that you should

Write that fic

Draw your OC

Redesign that blorbo

Plan that comic how you want

Create the content you want to see

Be cringe

Be free

The only thing that matters is you having fun! Not what others think!

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Damn…

Check this story guys, this is a good creepypasta. Certainly made me tear up a bit.

When the Wind Blows: Alternate Ending

When the Wind Blows. That was a title I hadn’t heard in a long time. It was just obviously a British animated film based on a graphic novel by Raymond Briggs. You know, the guy who did The Snowman? It centered around an elderly couple then one day, word came out that war would break out in three days. The graphic novel was written around the height of the Cold War. The threat of nuclear war was as high as it is now.

I’ve always had morbid affection for dark animated films. Watership Down; The Plague Dogs; Felidae, you name it. When the Wind Blows fit snuggly in that bubble. Having watched it religiously on YouTube, the film was ultimately removed most likely because of it violated the website’s terms of service with its objectionable content. My thirst for the darkness of the animated feature was unquenchable and I hadn’t watched it sense.

That would all change one day. While I was browsing the internet, I came upon an online forum dedicated to dark, more obscure cartoons. It must’ve been my lucky day because one of the users happened to discuss When the Wind Blows. It was boring at first with just him elaborating on how he was immensely disturbed by the film when he saw it at 7. Then the discussion took a swerve.

After he explained what he considered the most horrid aspect of the film, he added an interesting tidbit. Apparently, it was an interview with Briggs himself. In the interview, Briggs explained that what contributed to his penning the graphic novel was the reality of a nuclear war and how virtually impossible it was for anyone to survive a nuclear holocaust. As such, there was a secret ending embedded in the home releases of the movie. To further his point, the user left an link to download the movie.

Curiosity overwhelmed my reasoning. For all intents and purposes, he may as well might’ve fabricated the whole thing. But, if it was in fact real, it would prove a good nugget of knowledge. So, I clicked the link. As it loaded, I was growing concerned that I was hoodwinked and that some sort of virus would crash it. I glanced back at my computer screen seeing that it was finished.

The film surprisingly started off without a single lag nor freeze. David Bowie performed the title song per usual followed by the real-life footage and Jim returning home from reading the newspapers in town. He lived with his wife in his country home in Sussex. He conversed with his wife again without issue. I felt a building dread. This was likely the third time I’ve seen the film so I already knew how everything would play out. Its saccharine mask would crumble away exposing its sinister underbelly. I hadn’t the faintest idea as to why this was the case. If I could put money on it, I’d have to guess Jim’s tone of voice. He was voiced by John Mills and yet rather than his jovial, more informed self, he had a forlorn expression on his face. Hilda immediately took notice.

When she asked her husband what the matter was, he informed her about the likelihood of war being inevitable. After she went through her tirade of war being wicked, the radio shuttered to life announcing that war could be expected in three days. The film segues to Jim preparing the house for the nuclear missile such as by painting the windows white or making a makeshift bomb shelter all according to the Protect and Survive pamphlet the government handed out. He called his son Ron only to become disheartened with his son’s seeming ignorance. Ron’s laughter could be heard over the phone. A mixture of humor and melancholy. He quoted famous songs much to his father’s chagrin. To me, it was clear that Ron was aware than he was letting on. He was losing what little sanity he had left by partying his troubles away.

The film progressed with the couple mentioning previous world wars and D-Day. Hilda was making a cake while her husband further desecrated the house in accordance with the pamphlet. The radio sounded again, the announcer explaining that an ICBM would arrive in three minutes. Jim became more hectic, and shoved Hilda underneath the door after calling her a bitch.

The screen turned to symbolize the missile dropping. A deafening siren blared through my headphones nearly sending me sprawling on the ground. Violent images of civilians’ bodies littered the scenery. Fire rained down from the sky and engulfed the bystanders.

A school bus full of children was hit by a wave of the flames; each child’s body bloated up from the blast and ruptured like water balloons. Their skin melted off gorily. Imagine placing a stick of butter being placed in a microwave. Other people were glued to the streets due to their legs fusing with the concrete. Faces burned off as buildings and houses were leveled by the onslaught of chaos.

The sound wave struck the couple’s house, decimating it. Miraculously, or rather unfortunately, they survived. Hilda in typical fashion wanted to tidy up only to be held back and told that she couldn’t leave until the fallout subsided. In a new addition, Jim assured his wife that they would be fine. Another voice spoke out one that Hilda could not hear. Jim reacted in disgust becoming further unsettled.

“Old boy, while are you sentencing your wife to death?”

The conclusion I drew was that it represented Jim’s innermost thoughts, or more directly his conscience. It was a monotonous voice bereft of any emotion nothing there but a cold, pure logic.

The two attempted to survive as long as they could off what little rations they had left or whatever survived the blast. Their water bottles were disintegrated and subsequently, their water lines were cut off. The couple were immeasurably famished. Throughout the week, they made offhanded remarks about how people lost in the wilderness resorted to drawing lots and sacrificing the weakest member so the others would live. The thought they were so hungry they’d be willing to eat each other was horrible.

Jim once found a meat clover and walked over to his life as she laid on the couch sleeping. He contemplated his options but got cold feet when Hilda was stirring awake. He quickly hid the weapon away, instead telling her that she was hearing things because of her age.

One day while they were walking in their yard, Jim smelled something in the air. Hilda followed him also smelling it. Roasted pork, she thought. Her stomach was so barren, she’d waste no time gorging on the pork.

They walked over a hill, their thoughts immediately turning to sorrow. A family of four was huddled together tightly and were roasted dark by the blast. They were the remains of a husband and wife and their two small kids. Hilda and Jim looked at each other then at me with that thousand yard stare. The camera focused in on Jim’s beady eyes. Fire danced in them. He knelt down and ripped off an arm from one of the kids. Hilda prayed over the bodies before digging in as well.

“The Powers That Be will get to us in the end.”

A few weeks passed by. The couple were somehow still alive. The camera panned to the fridge showing scraps of flesh that were left of the family. Around that time, Jim had also collected the rain water, unaware that it was radiated and unsafe regardless of boiling it. Their water supply had vanished again. Rat carcasses were thrown all over the floor. It then segued to Hilda vomiting into the toilet ranting about hating the taste of rat meat and blood. Boils were all over her body and Jim’s. They were skeletal in appearance with their leathery skin barely being held together.

“I just hope that Ron and Beryl made it out okay,” Hilda weakly said.

As she said this, a jump cut of Ron popped up. He was animated with clay alongside his wife and children. They were melded together in a fleshy blob with their limbs conjoined together. Jim assures her that their son’s family would always stick together. Hilda’s hair began to fall out by the time she suggested to Jim that they should return to their bags because another attack could come. Jim agreed to her suggestion still assuring her that help would arrive.

The voice from earlier returned now violently criticizing Jim on withholding the truth about their situation. Hilda got into her bag and waited for her husband to join her. It felt like hours before he returned, and when he did, I was taken aback. In his hands was a rifle. He cocked it, and pointed it behind his wife’s head.

“Dear, are you there?” she asked.

Jim choked back tears as he tried to speak coherently. “Recite the Lord’s Prayer for me, would you?”

She obliged. Hilda recited the prayer louder as if hoping that her prayers would be heard. A single tear rolled down Jim’s face. A loud gunshot is heard when the camera panned to the outside of the house. Jim looked at the gun in horror and tossed it beside his feet. Kneeling down, he clutched his wife as she laid dying. Tears dropped on her bosom. He remained in that position until the film faded out. The voice reappeared after the Morse code spelled out MAD.

"Old Jim died clutching his beloved wife to his dying breath due to radiation poisoning. But what he ultimately learned was that when you die…nothing happens.”

I was speechless with what I had witnessed. The film was dark, but never would I have thought that Briggs had a more sinister ending in store for the elderly couple. I took a flask and hard copied the download so I could watch it every now and then. Good too because the user’s account was terminated with the only indication of its existence being the other responses that the users gave.

Briggs said it himself that the wanted to show the utter hopelessness of surviving a nuclear war, and he succeeded.

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Don't let Obese and Shadow Man see that, they’ll be pissed

#joseph rambles #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #obese and shadow man #subway cookies #obese f. #shadow man #memes #reddit #fnaf memes

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Fact of the day:

When encountering Prototype Fredbear, he plays the Dan W. Quinn version of Streets of Cairo. This song in FNaPF appears to tell the story of the spirit possessing Lolbit.

Link to the song:

#fnapf #five nights at prototype fredbear’s #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #josephthesnail #prototype fredbear #creepypasta #dan w. quinn #dan quinn #street of cairo #fact of the day #factoftheday #Youtube

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this video has been going around for a while but the English subtitles didn't match the energy of the spoken French at all. i had to fix it.

reblog to spread this version

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Steamed Pizza

#fnapf #five nights at prototype fredbear’s #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #prototype fredbear #shadow lolbit #josephthesnail #steamed pizza #the simpsons #fnaf memes #memes

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The Fallen Hero/Right-Hand Man

This is a Alternate Universe where proto is simply not a good person whatsoever and loves working with shadow kennedy and shadow afton.

He also hates his former friends and kidnapped Shadow Fredbear.

#five nights at prototype fredbear’s #fnapf #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #prototype fredbear #tw: child abuse #tw: abuse #alternate universe #au #josephthesnail #joseph rambles #shadow kennedy #shadow afton

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Nice I have amino, this one, DeviantArt, and yes, I have Instagram too but I don't use Instagram much as I am not a fan of it. I just got it to unlock all emojis on Amino lol

Hey, I remember you on the fnaf amino! I know we don't interact at all but I wanted to say hi.

Oh, hello!

And yes. I've been on Amino the longest, but I do have other social media accounts for my artwork, such as here, Deviantart, Instagram, and Twitter (or X), all under the same username. 💫

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“The best duo is huggy wuggy and kissy missy”

First of all. No

Second of all. “I’m still going to do this to progress the episode”

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