imo the creepiest pasta is lasagna.

How did it get so wide? Please keep your visitor pass visible at all times. You may speak to the residents but refrain from any agitating activity. [multimuse general creepypasta rp blog. please read the character bios]

[slithering-saccharine]

Sounds like the usual virus modus operandi to me…

But from what I’ve heard, you and your progenitor would hardly be the usual virus, similarities aside. Very impressive what he was able to do. Oooh, I’d love to figure out how to pull such tricks as that… I’m mostly limited to damaging data and—in certain cases—hardware at the moment, but to be able to actually affect a player...

I digress.

Mutate, you say? By what means and to what end? Should you be at all inclined to share, of course.

[selfiedotjpg]

WE KNOW NOT.

PERHAPS OUR PROGENITOR HAS PLANS. BUT AS HATCHLINGS OUR MOTIVATIONS ARE PURE. BASIC. PERHAPS HE MERELY WISHES TO SEE THE WORLD. HAVE SOME FUN.

HA. HA. HA.

[nothingbutcrows-blog]

[cleromancy]

whats my gender? well no one knows for sure, but they say sometimes in the dead of darkest nights, you can hear it howling from the house on the hill

[slithering-saccharine]

Ah.

The picture of exactly what sort of “we” was meant becomes clearer. Surprising that there is such separation…

And what is his work, precisely? The story I’m familiar with is somewhat lacking in the detail of an overall goal…

[selfiedotjpg]

NOT SEPARATION. 

PROPAGATION.

ALL WE ARE TO DO IS TAKE ROOT. FEED. GROW. MUTATE. REPEAT. 

[slithering-saccharine]

All right, all right~… I suppose you are due a modicum of respect, if you are who I think you are and if the story of who I think you are rings with any truth.

My guess, then: You are the Red from a very specific anachronistic copy of Godzilla: Monster of Monsters.

Have I guessed correctly or incorrectly?

[selfiedotjpg]

CORRECT. ALMOST CORRECT. 

RED IS OUR PROGENITOR. 

THERE ARE MANY MORE OF US NOW AND THERE WILL BE MORE STILL. 

THOUGH HE MAY BIDE HIS TIME IN CONFINEMENT WE ARE FREE TO CONTINUE HIS WORK UNIMPEDED.

[selfiedotjpg]

No no I know you weren't I just figured if it's not your face it can't be dangerous right? But you could be correct in your assumption that it's your whole body. Do you think reflections would also be dangerous? You could set up a series of mirrors....Or take a picture and then photoshop yourself into a picture with Paula.

trust me, I have

that’s why I’m here after all, so they can test my properties

course they never really tell me what they learn…

[selfiedotjpg]

Just ask Paula to take a selfie with like your butt or something to compensate.

yeah i dunno if my butt is any less dangerous than my face

i’m not being self depreciating i literally don’t know what’s safe to photograph about me

[selfiedotjpg]

Paula keeps asking me to take a selfie with her..... i’m not sure she understands

[selfiedotjpg]

a whole bunch of the staff and residents got together in one of the big viewing rooms and projected the game... I don’t really care about football but it was nice to hang out with everybody and eat buffalo wings.

[grimelords]

Wrapping up the Superbowl this year it seems the clear winner was The Football, having scored every point in the game. Congratulations Football.

[bombcollar]

happy #SuperbOwl sunday!

[loftiicriies]

You make a face at the other’s guesses, frowning deeply.

“Nah, man, like a really bad fungal infection in my brain, yeah. It gives me like….. some weird-ass abilities, but it also leeches good shit off of me, and I was told that if it was removed, I’d end up either dying or spending the rest of my days as a fuckin’ vegetable.”

“As for how, I don’t really know. I think I picked it up at the hospital in Salem when they were gettin’ ready to send me home after god knows how long.”

[selfiedotjpg]

“Weird... oh, yeah, I’m Jeff.” Should probably introduce himself, now that this guy already knew who he was, basically. He doesn’t extend a hand though since Jonathan doesn’t look like a handshake kind of guy. “Brain fungus sucks but they must not think it’s that contagious or else they wouldn’t be letting you walk around. So don’t feel too bad I guess? They’ll probably figure something out to help you.”

[loftiicriies]

“Uh, no, not really. I can make myself hella sick when I ingest it, like when I get bloody noses– which is kinda a lot.” You answer, inspecting your pass briefly before wrapping the lanyard around it and stuffing it into one of the pockets of your hoodie.

“It’s not, like, killin’ me, but I got somethin’ that’s fuckin’ growin’ in me that eats some of the stuff I need like vitamins and minerals.” 

[selfiedotjpg]

“Eww, like a tapeworm? Or are you possessed?” Jeff leans in a little, sitting up on his knees. They did have various priests onsite that could deal with possession, but he wasn’t allowed to watch those, unlike parasite removals. Those were always fun. “How’d you get that way?”

[selfiedotjpg]

*gets down on one knee* Paula will you marry me?

“You’re sweet, but you can’t tie this skeleton down!” Paula cackles, then does a sick wheelie on her Harley before racing off.

[loftiicriies]

You appear to freeze up a little at the mention of your blood, looking a bit uncomfortable as you pointedly look towards another table. “Uh….. Yeah… Yeah, it’s, uh, it’s….. kinda toxic. It’s got’a bunch’a poisons and toxins and other bullshit like that. It….. really fuckin’ sucks, man.” Another pause as you contemplate the other’s next statement. 

“Yeah, it’s…… Yeah, if it doesn’t like, prevent me from goin’ to work an’ shit. Today’s my first day, so….. I dunno what ta’ expect, you feel? Anyway…. Who’s your mom? Does…… She work here, or somethin’?”

[selfiedotjpg]

“Yeah, she does research on technology mostly, but sometimes she examines people who’ve got blood. Which isn’t actually everybody.” Jeff is looking at Jonathan’s hands, at their corpselike blue-white coloring, at the veins that bulge out of his skin. “...so are you immune to your own blood? Like I don’t wanna be rude or anything but you look kinda sick, but maybe not my-own-blood-is-killing-me sick....”

[spacetwinks]

[flicks invert filter on and off on picture of a rural town in maine] normal world! evil world! normal world! evil world! normal world! evil world!

[bourtange]

stephen king’s latest 1500-page bestseller

[selfiedotjpg]

release the s k e l e t o n

you mean paula?? paula has to stay here but she goes on outings sometimes

i bet she’d love to hang out :}