#disney creepypasta

[sophireal]

drew this while watching Pastra's video on Abandoned by Disney

#abandoned by disney #abandoned by god #photo negative mickey #creepypasta #creepypasta art #creepypasta fanart #disney creepypasta

[misscloudiedays]

“A visitor”

#disney white noise #disney creepypasta #creepypasta

[themultiversefox]

Forgotten Evergreen File #4

The entity known as Photonegative Mickey, or PNM for short, is the most active of the group. They can be seen the most, and argueably have the most friendly appearance. They are about the same height as most other mouse characters, Impurity and Hourglass being the only exceptions, and glow the brightest in the dark.

Their vision isn't the best, and of course they have a blind spot seeing as their only working eye is on their right. However, their hearing is rather keen.... and it doesn't seem to understand just how cold their body is. A single touch could chill anyone to the bone.

#photonegative mickey #FNATI AU #FNATI 2020 #disney creepypasta

[a-flipping-thumbtac]

can you draw Stay Out of The Disney Vault?

Yes! *Brofist* !

#artists on tumblr #fanart #creepypasta #art #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta fandom #red #disney #disneyvault #disney creepypasta #creepy pasta #blood #mickey mouse

[warlock2k]

Disney's Poltergeist

In the year 2000, Disney had planned to release their first theatrical horror film for mature audiences. This was a fairly big step for the company, as they'd hoped to usher in a new era by making movies strictly for adults; alongside their usual family-friendly material, of course. On paper, it was a smart move. Disney was a household name well before the '90s rolled around, but they were mainly acknowledged for their animated material, so they wanted to surprise people with newer concepts. However, despite the corporate giant's hopeful mindset, the execution of this idea was a disaster.

According to documentation, written by my own accord, Disney wanted to try something "bold" with their iconic poster boy: Mickey Mouse. No, not by making him the protagonist of the film, but the antagonist instead. They'd planned for this version of Mickey to be a doppelgänger of sorts, acting as more of an influence than a physical entity.

I'm sure you can see the clear nonsense here.

Disney's thought process during this endeavor was a major risk, but they went all out nonetheless. Typically, this process is understandable. If you're trying to pitch a new idea, you need to make a good first impression. However, the executives leading the project clearly weren't thinking straight. Using a lighthearted character like Mickey Mouse as a villain is risky, because most of the time, people won't take it seriously. If the movie was planned to be comedic, then I'm sure Mickey being a slapstick villain would've been passable, but the final product wasn't a comedy in any sense of the word.

Let's rewind back to 1999, specifically the 13th of August, when a test screening for a film called "White Noise" took place. Invitations were handed out to people chosen by the cast and crew, up until the auditorium was full. Various family members and close friends were treated to the end result of strenuous efforts and the occasional sleepless night. This was a big deal for everyone involved in the film's production, so they wanted a packed audience. However, as you're already aware, the event didn't go as planned. There was one screening for the film, and that was more than enough.

Moving forward, I'll be citing the aforementioned documentation word-for-word. Personally, I find it pointless to attempt a summary of the situation. Everything described is exactly what happened. However, before I begin citing said documentation, I want to clarify that the contents of "White Noise" will not be shared. I apologize if you were expecting an in-depth description, but as you read the rest of this article, you'll understand why the information can't be relayed. "Fortunately", I do remember the aftermath very clearly. The following is a printed excerpt from the notebook I used to document my experience in '99. Please read at your own risk, as this may trigger those who suffer from poor mental health.

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"'White Noise' test screening aftermath"

"After the film had ended, the auditorium went dark, and quickly fell silent. Most of us were in a strong state of shock. Others had understandably fainted, due to the horrors they'd witnessed. After a moment of silence, a truly unpredictable event shook the audience to its core.

In the midst of mass disturbance, the door to the nearby emergency exit began to drift open. Its slow progression caused an overbearing sense of dread. Once again, no one made a sound. It seemed as if this dread was strong enough to restrain even the quietest response. This undeniably sounds impossible, but we knew that something was silencing us by force, and it didn't hesitate to show itself.

When the door had reached the wall behind it, a warm light engulfed the passage, leading to what seemed like a void. It was in this moment when a somewhat uncanny voice came through the speakers, calling for patrons to leave the theater due to an electrical emergency. With haste, several people rushed out of the auditorium, fearing the worst. Despite so many people leaving, some of us stayed behind, with a sinking feeling that something was very wrong. Why would an emergency alert be broadcasted through the speakers connected to the projector? This exact thought sparked unease, and we were right to feel that way.

Once the last person walked through the door, the enveloping light disappeared in a split-second, followed by silence that made breathing sound like wailing. Breaking the silence, a faint sound made itself apparent from outside the room. Growing in volume, it inched closer to the doorway, and started to sound like a broken music box. A dreadful sound to be sure, but its source was far worse.

Shrouded in darkness, a Mickey Mouse costume sauntered into the room, and froze in front of the doorway.

With the music now piercingly loud, I covered my ears to muffle the sound. It was hard to think straight, but I still tried to get a better look at the source of the sound. At first, I thought it was just some jackass trying to prank us. However, the more I looked, the more I couldn't possibly try to explain what I was seeing. The costume was entirely white, as if it were repainted to resemble a ghost. Its stance was unnerving, seemingly frozen in time, without a single twitch or shudder. By the time I'd processed what I could see, I noticed the music changing.

Once a corrupted assortment of notes, it seamlessly shifted into sobs and screams. It was unbearable to listen to, but I couldn't do anything except wait it out. No one dared to move, but it's not like there was anything else to be done. The exit was being blocked by something with unknown intent, and none of us were willing to move from our seats. Surely someone would come to help eventually, so we just waited. Yet, despite my hopeful mindset throughout the chaos, no one came.

I couldn't tell how much time had passed.

Around ten minutes?

Around thirty minutes?

Around an hour?

The constant noise made it impossible to consider a reasonable time frame. I felt like I was going insane, until I had an even stranger feeling. Being exposed to those cries for so long, I started figuring out who they belonged to. The patrons who disappeared into the light never did leave the theater, did they? After all, I didn't hear another door open or close. Maybe, just maybe, the light was the door, and the costume was on the other side. This thought seemed far too outlandish to be true, and I hoped the noise was just scrambling my brain, until I noticed the costume staring at me. I was undoubtedly right about my revelation, and I feared the worst for it.

Petrified, I expected the costume to move toward me, but it didn't. It just stared at me, and after some time, the wailing faded. I uncovered my ears, expecting to hear the other patrons do something, but I couldn't hear anything at all. My first thought was the fear of having gone deaf, until I turned around to check on everyone, and was met with more terror than before.

The auditorium was empty.

I turned back around, expecting to see the costume remaining where it stood, but it disappeared as well. I began to panic, unable to process any aspect of the situation. A nightmare turned into something much worse, and I was the only one there to experience it. I went to cover my face, but I couldn't move my hands. I couldn't feel them either. Looking down to see why, I saw nothing. I didn't see my hands, I didn't see my arms, nor my legs or feet. My body was gone. I looked back up, and my body was suspended in mid-air. The projector lit up, and a pulsating mass of conjoined faces filled the screen. They looked like the other patrons, with eyes darting in random directions every second. Not a second later, my body started clawing at itself, tearing flesh from bone and ripping out nerve endings like ingrown hairs. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I noticed the faces staring at me now, morphing into the shape of the white costume. Without a second to process anything, the costume propelled itself out of the screen and engulfed my body. I couldn't handle it anymore, and I blacked out, waking up in a hospital bed with hardly any memory of the film's contents.

In the following months, the event became a highly questionable rumor. Victims began to show their trauma one after the other, often resulting in suicides or missing persons cases, while known survivors were likely hospitalized. Thankfully, there are individuals alongside myself who have learned to cope with their trauma and losses, but insult was eventually added to injury. Due to insufficient evidence, the test screening was labeled as mass hysteria, with the entire scenario being denied by both Disney and the theater. In addition, no lawsuits against Disney were ever publicized, likely due to being snuffed out, but that notion is theoretical. As for the movie itself, don't hold your breath when it comes to finding undeniable proof. Cameras were prohibited during the screening, and promptly confiscated before entering the auditorium. The entire ordeal was practically scraped from history, resulting in nothing but painful memories for those of us who are still here to speak up.

In conclusion, "White Noise" became a ghost story, with no sound evidence to back up its existence. Those who dealt with their trauma had attempted to spread the word, but it was treated like an off-color joke. This harsh reality showed that nothing could prove the event's existence, nor the toll it took on us. We have to live with being part of an urban legend, keeping our involvement private for the sake of ridicule. While others can enjoy Disney's current movies and shows, any mention of the corporation is an immediate reminder of what transpired, and the image of Mickey Mouse has ultimately become revolting."

-

As you can see, the event became incredibly deranged near the end. While it may seem improbable, the psychotic aspects of the event occured after I slipped into a state of unconsciousness. The part where I described the costume's presence did indeed happen, but the effects of its influence were purely a result of a stress-induced nightmare. CCTV footage of the auditorium revealed the costume's existence, but the remaining patrons and I had passed out from the aggression of the noise before it entered the room. Strangely, the footage wasn't revealed to me until recently, when I decided to start digging into the grave of this whole ordeal. Somehow, I perceived the costume while unconscious, and documented it as though I was awake to see it. However, the rather chaotic aspects of my experience occurred solely while I was knocked out. The costume was in the auditorium for around ten to fifteen minutes before walking out. It couldn't be seen by the cameras outside the room, and the individuals who left after the emergency alert couldn't be seen either. They completely vanished after walking through the doorway, and were never found.

Disney's "White Noise" was an unforgettable experience for the wrong reasons, and the aftermath turned Disney into an unforgivable violator.

#disney white noise #creepypasta #disney #horror #disney creepypasta

[yourlocalsimpsonsandsanriofan]

Happy Goes Insane [Original Creepypasta] (PT. 3 FINAL PART) (TW: BLOOD, GORE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.)

The back door's door knob starts to jiggle, and lightning crashes once again. "THE BACK DOOR!! WE FORGOT TO LOCK IT!" Doc shouts. They all frantically run to the back door, trying to lock it at once. But it flies open, and who should appear before it? That's right. Happy stands there with this crazed look on his face, holding an axe that's covered in blood. He's officially went insane. "I JUST WANTED MY TV. NOW YOU ALL HAVE TO PAY." the dwarfs all huddle in a corner of the room. They all shiver in fear, they don't wanna die. "ALRIGHT THAT'S IT." Grumpy stomps over to Happy. "LEAVE US ALONE." Happy swings the axe and chops Grumpy's head off. The rest of Grumpy's body falls into a limp heap onto the floor. The other dwarfs scream. Happy steps forward, and the lightning strikes again. He holds his axe up, ready to strike again. "PLEASE DON'T HURT US!! WE DID NOTHING WRONG!!" Doc shouts. "NO. YOU ALL KNOW WHAT YOU DID TO ME." He steps forward again. The dwarfs hide in the corner even more. "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I'VE HAD TO SUFFER?! FOR YEARS I'VE BEEN FORCED TO ACT HAPPY EVEN THOUGH WHEN I WASN'T. AND IN RETURN, THAT'S ALL I CAN FEEL NOW. I CAN'T BE MAD, I CAN'T BE SAD, I CAN ONLY BE HAPPY. I'VE WENT INSANE BECAUSE OF THIS. BUT THIS IS THE LAST STRAW." "PLEASE DON'T KILL US!! WE DIDN'T KNOW THIS WAS HAPPENING!!" Doc says. "LIAR!!!" "NO!!!" Happy steps forward again. "POOR LITTLE DOC, ALWAYS THROWING HIS TWO CENTS INTO EVERYTHING AND GETTING INTO PLACES HE SHOULDNT." Happy grabs Doc and holds him up against the wall. "HELP!!! I'M GONNA DIE!! HELP!!" The other dwarfs run the other way, they don't want to be next. "NO ONES GONNA HELP YOU NOW." "NO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NO!!! I'M SORRY!!" Happy rolls his eyes. "THE ONLY REASON YOUR SORRY NOW IS BECAUSE YOUR ABOUT TO DIE." Happy swings his axe and aggressively lowers it on top of his head, dragging it down the rest of his body, wich results in him getting cut in two halfves. The blood sprays and drenches Happy's clothes. He turns around and tilts his head. "WHO'S NEXT?" He asks. He looks at Dopey, who is trying to unlock the front door and leave. "OH, SILLY DOPEY. MAKING DUMB DECISIONS AND NEVER LEARNING FROM THEM." Dopey stares into Happy's now red glowing eyes, paralyzed with fear. Happy grabs the chair that Dopey put in front of the front door earlier, rips off one of the chair legs, and stabs Dopey right in the heart with it. His lifeless body falls onto the floor. He looks at Sneezy now. Sneezy yelps and tries to run to the back door to escape. Happy chases him down and pins him to the ground. Sneezy squirms and thrashes, trying to get out of Happy's grasp. Happy stabs his right eye with another chair leg, driving it right through his skull and out the other side of his head. Sneezy stop thrashing and just lies there on the ground, lifeless. Happy stands up, looking around frantically for Sleepy. Then he runs out the back door, and looks around in the back yard. Lightning crashes once again, and the rain beats down harder. Sleepy is hiding behind a tree, hoping and praying that he doesn't get spotted. But unfortunately, Happy finds him. Happy shoots him in the head with a gun. Sleepy stumbles backward onto a fallen tree branch, and gets impaled by it.

Happy laughs maniacally and grabs the same gun that he used to kill Sleepy and shoots himself in the head.

Grumpy was right. Is was peaceful now that they were gone. The rain stops, and the birds chirp. The flowers bloom, and the sun shines, as if nothing had happened.

#Snow White and the seven dwarfs #Snow White and the seven dwarfs Creepypasta #Disney #Disney Creepypasta #Creepypasta #Part three #Final part #Sorry if it sucked I really tried this time lol

[voidrousfantasies]

"It's been so long since I heard a new voice here~"

Catacombs! Cartoon Cat is here! I was inspired by listening to Disney Creepypastas and I thought of the combination of the Greek myth of the Minotaurs Labryinth with Cartoon Cat buried deep below the Disney park devouring any trespassers that dare venture into the tunnels that are not mascots or devouring those who harmed any of the mascots that are placed in "Disney Jail". Almost forgot to add this is a two person au concept. My friend Multi is also helping with this spookastic au so go see their art. They're art is better. UwU

#disney creepypasta #cartoon cat #AU #Disney Catacombs

[walt-diego-rodriguez]

Walt Disney's Kelios (Poster) "A Disney Creepypasta"

#Disney #creepypasta #kelios #disney creepypasta #Poster

[nickpeppermint]

They didn't waste a second...

#public domain was a mistake #y'all ain't do NOTHING fun with it #Disney #Mickey Mouse #Steamboat Willie #Animation #horror #creepypasta parody #meme #shitpost #screenshot #why is it always quick cashgrab horror ripoff that isn't even scary #do you have any idea how many cool things you can do with this domain #yall had Winnie The freaking Pooh in public domain and there was NOTHING but dumb horror

[washingmachinegirly]

Final Shift

26 JUNE 2013

Work at Disney World they said. It’ll be magical they said. At first, I was against the idea because I hate kids, but then I was offered a nightguard position. Though being alone at night can be scary, I figured that Disney World, the happiest place in the world, couldn’t be that scary. The man that hired me assured me that this would be a safe, easy job and that my only worries would be some teens trying to sneak in once in a while and the wildlife of Orlando, Florida. What he forgot to mention, was that between the hours of 12:00 AM to 6:00 AM the empty mascot costumes GAINED SENTIENCE AND ROAMED THE PARK. REALLY, WHO FORGETS TO MENTION THAT? Not only is it scary to see hollow suits slump around the parks, but they’re also H O S T I L E!

In my first few nights, nothing really happened. I would find some of the suits ‘misplaced’, and I would simply just report them on my log and let the morning management take care of them. Late into my first week is when I realized what was actually happening. On my fifth night, Goofy finally decided to lay a hand on me. I swear the dog tried to take a bite out of me. I spent the rest of that night running and hiding from him. Luckily, the damn mutt can’t seem to hold back his laughter, so it was pretty easy to figure out where he was. 

A month later, I’m still working at this damn place and it hasn’t gotten any better. Better yet, it’s gotten worse. TEN TIMES WORSE! After Goofy, Donald tried to take me out multiple times, and now they’re both after me. Once in a while, Chip and Dale will come after me, though they’re less hostile and they usually are just a pain in my ass. On days when I’m exceptionally unlucky, Mickey will try to get his paws on me. I’ve never let him get his hands on me, but it’s hard as hell because he’s the quietest out of all the mascots. 

Tonight is another night where Mickey is trying to get his teeth into me. That’s why I’m filming this voice memo for anyone who may find it. I’ve been running and hiding all night, and quite frankly, I don’t think I’ll make it through tonight. I don’t quite know what I want to achieve through this recording, but I’m hoping it’ll help someone, whether it be the next nightguard or a good legal team. As I speak to you tonight, I stand in It’s a Small World in hopes of the louder attraction hiding the noise I’m making. I lost Mickey around the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train, but I know he’ll find me soon. He always does. Walking around the anamatronic dolls, I get a cold chill down my spine. Something seems up with these dolls, but they aren’t hollow suits, so they can’t be that dangerous, right? 

I hope the higher ups don’t find this recording, because they’ll surely delete it. I always knew Disney hid things all the time and that they were damn good at it, but I had no idea they were hiding something so strange. I mean, what even makes the suits sentient? Once, Goofy got real close to me, and I noticed there was nothing in the suit. Not a thing. So whatever was is happening is happening to the suit itself. The only idea I can come up with is some sort of possession. I heard from word of mouth about a lawsuit in 1976. Apparently, higher ups in Disney World were luring kids to the secret tunnels under the park in order to-

CLUNK

Ughh..

THUMP

Garsh, that seemed like a hard-hit pal. Hyuk!

#creative writing #creativewriting #drabble #creepypasta #creepypastas #fanfiction #disney #disney creepypasta #disney horror #horror #tw #trigger warning #trigger warning: violence #trigger warning: blood

[angxlpov]

this is a longshot but does anyone remember or have the creepypasta saved where it’s a Disneyland story where this girl goes with her best friend and her best friends parents to Disneyland but the girl is seeing weird shit all the time like mickey assaulting minnie on stage and then goofy shooting himself in the head and at the end of the story it turns out she’d been spiked by LSD?

#creepypasta #help me find #i read it YEARS ago #this is all i can remember #i’ve been looking for it for around 2 years #where is it #does anyone know #horror #horror community #creepypasta community #disneyland creepypasta #disney creepypasta

[misscloudiedays]

#disney white noise #this goes out to mouse #i made a little Beezlebub of my own #he hits my Aesthetic #disney creepypasta #creepypasta

[themultiversefox]

The Catacombs await

#Saw an opportunity to snap a photo when few people were around #might also do one with my friend's Cartoon Cat with an unintentionally eerie hotel door #disney creepypasta #Disney catacombs #photonegative mickey #Disney catacombs au #Catacombs PN

[catacomb-rats]

ok filmmakers/game devs, repeat after me: the Abandoned by Disney creepypasta garnered such success because creepypasta itself was still in its infancy, and "thing that's normally for children is spooky now" was a new and exciting genre of horror, not the MOST POPULAR genre of horror. The world is different now. Step- step away from Steamboat Willie. Get back here. Put down the blood. No, don't black out his eyes and make his smile really wide, that won't help- I SAID PUT DOWN THE BLOOD *swats with newspaper*

#no you can't be Cartoon Cat. Cartoon Cat already exists PUT DOWN THE MOUSE #creepypasta #steamboat willie #horror games #horror movies #mickey mouse #abandoned by disney #i know it's too late already. but please god the lack of originality is the scariest thing here #if anyone actually does anything interesting with Steamboat Willie (horror or not) will someone please let me know. i actually do want #to have fun i promise

[scrimbly-mc-scrombly-iii]

some video essays I thought were really good/interesting (tagging the fandoms and movies involved)

The Postmodern Horror of TikTok’s Encanto Discourse

How the Music Spoils Sweeny Todd (and why that’s a good thing!)

The Lion King 1 1/2: Judaism, White Pride, and Paranoia

Monsters University and Disability

The Trans Boy Meets World Episode

The Queer Subtext of American Psyco

Women are Meat | Silence of the Lambs is a a movie about Womanhood

The anti-establishment undertones of Horrible Histories

The Internet Folklore of Creepypastas

Unpacking Moral Orel | An Under-appreciated Masterpiece

How Doki Doki Literiture Club Perfected Psychological Horror

Puss in Boots and the Three Villain Types

Images that Make You Kill Yourself

Issac Higgintoot: lost in adaptation (note: this one is about BBC Ghosts btw.)

Did FNAF Ever Have a Good Story?

#video essay #video essays #video recommendations #bbc ghosts #ddlc #the silence of the lambs #moral orel #puss n boots the last wish #sweeny todd #encanto #fnaf #creepypasta #horrible histories #american psycho #boy meets world #disney pixar #the lion king

[yourlocalsimpsonsandsanriofan]

Happy Goes Insane [Original Creepypasta] (PT. 2) (TW: BLOOD, GORE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.)

The dwarfs step back again, and look at him with concern. Happy looks into the box closer. Nothing. "My... My... My TV.. IT'S NOT IN HERE!!!" the other dwarfs cringe with fear because well, they've never seen him act like this before. "Now calm down Happy! I'm sure it's somewhere-" Doc says, trying to calm him down. Happy laughs. The dwarfs look even more confused than before. "Why are you laughing? This is no laughing matter!" Grumpy says. "I.. I don't know!! I can't even feel anger, no matter how much I try!" Grumpy steps back. Even he is scared now. "What do you mean by that?" Bashful nervously asks. Happy laughs even more, but now it just sounds forced and maniacal. The dwarfs just stare at him, unsure what to do. Happy exits the front doors and walks out into the front yard, having a mental breakdown. He starts throwing things and breaking things, all while laughing like a maniac. "Bro's on his Joker arc" Sneezy remarks. The other dwarfs give him a dirty look. "Bro this is NOT THE TIME!!!" Grumpy shouts at him. "SORRY SORRY-" Doc walks up to the window to see what is going on outside, then looks back at the others with a stone cold expression. "What happened?" Grumpy asks. "What'dya see out there?!" Sneezy asks. Doc doesn't answer. "Maybe I should take a look aswell-" Grumpy considers. "NO!!! DON'T!!!" Doc hollers. "WHY NOT?! I CAN HANDLE IT!!" Grumpy stomps over to the window and now understands why Doc was so scared. Not only are things strewn across the front yard, but there is a dead deer, torn to shreds. And I don't mean metaphorically. But Happy is nowhere to be seen, until he goes up to the window, with this smile so wide it was tearing his skin apart. His clothes are covered with blood, and there are various cuts all over him. Just then, lightning crashes and it starts to rain. Grumpy gasps and flinches, losing his footing and falling on the floor. Doc quickly shuts the curtains. "WHA'DDA WE DO??" Sneezy asks. "I DON'T KNOW-" Grumpy says. "LOCK THE FRONT DOORS!" Bashful says. Dopey stumbles over to both the front doors and frantically locks them. He even puts a chair on it.

#snow White and the seven dwarfs #Snow White and the seven dwarfs Creepypasta #Disney #Disney Creepypasta #Creepypasta #Part two