#hellpark blog

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introduction but moreso heads up / disclaimers

- there’s only 1 person in this acc (hi me)

- i have everything in a google doc nd videos downloaded (in case wire deletes them off youtube)

- everything WILL be posted BUT i am the only one on here so it might not be all at once especially / might take awhile as i have band + school coming up

- this is mainly specifically to archive the blog.. MAYBE i’ll post other archive es stuff but this mainly archiving the blog posts itself

- i am doing this all on mobile (specifically phone) so layout may be odd ,, sorry

- not affiliated with any other hellpark archive/blog,, just me

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PIP: Oh, it’s just so lovely to see you all!

PIP: Where are all of the others?

PIP: I’d love to have one great big reunion!

PIP: Though it could hardly be called a reunion, now would it?

PIP: I’d be the only one returning!

PIP: Or, wait, no…

PIP: There are others that would love to see you all, I’m sure of it!

PIP: I’m sure they’re already here, and you barely know it!

PIP: Thanks to you and your curiosity, you’ve let open a portal from hell, right in your very own bedroom!

PIP: Isn’t that just splendid?

PIP: Everybody who wants to come and see you simply just... can now!

PIP: Oh, I’m sure you all know this already, I’m just so excited I can’t stop myself from talking!

PIP: And I’m sure you’re excited too now, aren’t you all?

PIP: Oh, and you can finally apologize for all of the terrible, terrible things you’ve done to me as a child!

PIP: And I’m here to say, my fellow friend, I would wholeheartedly accept!

PIP: There’s no need to ramble on, either.

PIP: Just a simple apology I believe is in order.

CRAIG: Uh…

PIP: Don’t be shy now, there’s no need to hesitate!!!

PIP: You and all of your friends are sorry, are you not?

CRAIG: Uhhhhhh…

PIP: You can take your time.

PIP: Or if you think I don’t deserve it, that’s fine too!!!

PIP: It’s okay if you’re not sorry.

PIP: I still forgive you.

PIP: Or maybe you forgot me, too?

PIP: Don’t worry about that either, old friend!

PIP: I’m used to people forgetting about me!

CRAIG: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

PIP: Oh, I know this must be quite jarring, but really, everything is fine!

PIP: I’m not here to hurt any of you.

PIP: And that comes straight from my heart, it does.

PIP: I could do so many unimaginable things to you all now, but I would never have it in my heart to do so!

TOKEN: Okay, um, you know what, I’m gonna take some initiative here and–

CLYDE: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I MEAN IT I’M SORRY FOR ALL THE MEAN THINGS I DIDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!

TOKEN: Dude, Craig, do you mind actually running with us?!

CRAIG: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

TOKEN: Oh my god, dude, come on!

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CRAIG: …

CRAIG: ...Are you the…

CRAIG: The guy?

CRAIG: Like, the spirit?

CRAIG: You’ve got some big wings, dude…

CRAIG: Are you a demon?

CRAIG: Have you heard of personal space?

CRAIG: Do they have that in hell?

???: ╥ ╤ ■ ■ ▄ ╒ ╒ ▄ ╧

CRAIG: Oh, dope. What is that, French?

???: ╚ ■ ╩╔=╥╙ ■ ■ ╘┬ ╬ ╬ ╘

CRAIG: You know I can’t understand a thing you’re saying?

???: ╬C╬R╬A╬I╬G╬.╬.╬.╬

CRAIG: Uh…

CRAIG: Y...yeah…

CRAIG: What are you doing to that... ouija board thing, dude…

???: ╬╤╣╬╬╧ ╬ ╬ ╬ Y╬ ╬OU ╬ ╬ ╬ HA╬ ╬ ╥╥ ╬ V╬ ╬ ╬ E╬ ╬ ╬ ╬ NO╬ ╬ ╬ I╬ D╬ E╬A ╬ ╬ WH╬A ╥T ╬ Y╬ OU╬VE ╬ ╥DO╧╝N╜E

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: ...What did I do?

???: ╬Yo╥u've ╬╬just let me out.

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CRAIG: Okay like, a million people are asking this, so…

KENNY: Why the hell not?

CRAIG: Wow, awesome explanation.

STAN: So really, are we just sitting here pretending we’re talking to somebody?

CRAIG: I gave up trying to accuse people like 10 seconds dude.

JIMMY: I’ll admit, it’s a lot more f-f-fun when you're not a p-p-party p-pppooper.

CRAIG: Yeah and seeing Clyde wet himself because he thinks it’s real is fun in itself, too.

CLYDE: COME ON, IT’S REAL I CAN FEEL IT, DUDE.

CRAIG: I know, buddy.

CRAIG: Actually.

CRAIG: Hey spirit or demon or whatever, if you’re really, super are here, do something that’ll actually make Clyde pee his pants.

KENNY: You sure you want that on your carpet, dude?

CRAIG: Wouldn’t be the first time he’s pissed himself in here.

KENNY: Haha wait what–

CLYDE: GROUGORIGOIGIOGID?D?D?

CRAIG: Did you just yell out the word gourd?

CLYDE: DO-- DO YOU NOT SEE–

KENNY: Oh, fuck, the door opened.

CRAIG: …

JIMMY: Woah!

JIMMY: Is anybody th-th... th-there?

TOKEN: No, nobody should be home, right Craig?

CRAIG: Yeah my parents are out of town.

CRAIG: And my sister’s at her friend’s.

JIMMY: Sp-p-pooky!

CRAIG: Yknow what, lemme just…

KYLE: Why did you take a picture?

CRAIG: You know how in like, horror movies and stuff, whenever there’s a ghost or something around, they take a picture and, like, they can see the ghost or whatever?

KYLE: Not really, no?

CRAIG: Okay well watch better movies.

CRAIG: I wanna see if that works.

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: Ew, why’d it get all... weird.

KYLE: Is your camera cracked?

CRAIG: No idiot, I just took like three other pictures earlier.

KYLE: Okay well you taking pictures earlier doesn’t change the fact that maybe you cracked your phone after–

CRAIG: It’s not cracked, dude.

CRAIG: Fuck off.

KENNY: ...Maybe try and take another picture?

CLYDE: GUYS I WANNA SEEEEEEE.

CRAIG: No, keep your pee pants away from me dude.

(needing to make another post for this part cus tumblr has a 10 image limit for mobile app?? wow okay)

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CRAIG: ...I don’t really know.

CRAIG: I mean, if it was a dream, it’s probably just a coincidence.

CRAIG: And normally I’d stop caring by now.

CRAIG: But... I just get a weird vibe from him.

CRAIG: I dunno how.

CRAIG: They both look similar... with the hair and the clothes, I guess.

CRAIG: But... he doesn’t seem... demonic or anything…

CRAIG: I mean, he’s so jumpy and twitchy and anxious.

CRAIG: The demon guy I saw was like... not.

CRAIG: Or maybe he was, I don’t know.

CRAIG: I was too busy focusing on the fact that there was a random ass demon in my dream to tell if he was a little jumpy.

CRAIG: Was it a dream?

CRAIG: Ugh, I haven’t thought this hard in my life.

CRAIG: Yeah, I guess so.

CRAIG: It’s not like I’m gonna lose anything by asking…

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: Hey, uh…

CRAIG: Tweek?

CRAIG: Is that your name?

TWEEK: Yes!!

TWEEK: What?

TWEEK: What’s wrong?

CRAIG: Nothing, nothing…

CRAIG: Just, like…

CRAIG: I was wondering something.

TWEEK: W...what?

CRAIG: Are you a demon or something?

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CRAIG: Y’know, I probably should know if I’m getting my ass haunted or possessed tonight.

CRAIG: What are you, dude?

CRAIG: Am I supposed to know what you’re doing here or what.

CRAIG: Are you telling me you’re eight?

CRAIG: There’s the number eight right down there, buddy.

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: Ugh this is so weird.

CRAIG: Oh, great, and now the lights are flickering.

CRAIG: Are you doing that?

CRAIG: Don’t break my bulb dude, I just replaced that.

CRAIG: Real talk, if I weren’t high right now this board would already be in a dump.

CRAIG: Offering?

CRAIG: You want an offering?

CRAIG: bitch,

CRAIG: What do you even want?

CRAIG: You’re not even real.

CRAIG: Like, maybe if you want an old toy or something, there might be something buried in my closet, but…

CRAIG: This guy isn’t even making any sense.

CRAIG: How can you not care?

CRAIG: You’re, like, a ghost or something, right?

CRAIG: A demon?

CRAIG: Do you want, like... A blood sacrifice or something?

CRAIG: Or human flesh?

CRAIG: What’s the deal.

CRAIG: I’m not gonna get you any of that, obviously, but.

CRAIG: Can you be more elaborate, dude?

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: Okay so now you’re quiet again.

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CLYDE: HHUHHHUHUHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

CLYDE: [WHEEZE]

CLYDE: OH GOD I’M SO... STILL SORRY... AND... SO OUT OF... BREATH…

TOKEN: I’m just…

TOKEN: ...I... Was that even real?

TOKEN: Did the school put something weird in our food again?

CLYDE: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIII DON’T KNOW BRO... WWHHHHHHHJHJHJHJHGJF......................

TWEEK: Are-- are you going to be okay, man?

CLYDE: YEAH... yeah…

CRAIG: …

TWEEK: Is Craig okay???

TWEEK: What’s wrong with him?????

TOKEN: I don’t know, really?

TOKEN: Sometimes he locks up under stress, but like…

TOKEN: Never like this, you know?

TWEEK: DID HE GET POSSESSED???

TOKEN: What?

TOKEN: No, dude.

TOKEN: He’s probably just shaken up.

TOKEN: I know I am.

CRAIG: Ugh, guys, stop talking about me.

CRAIG: I’m trying to think…

TOKEN: Dude, is right now really the best time for thinking?

CRAIG: That sentence was so stupid, shut up.

TOKEN: ...Fair enough.

TOKEN: ...Well... where should we go?

CLYDE: Are we still going to Craig’s house...?

TOKEN: I guess we could?

CRAIG: Oh my god.

CRAIG: We’re not going to my place.

CRAIG: Did you not hear what the guy said back there?

TOKEN: The guy? Which guy?

CRAIG: You know…

CRAIG: Uhhh... uggggh.

CRAIG: Pap or whatever his name was.

CRAIG: I don’t fucking know, man.

CRAIG: I…

CRAIG: Just shut up.

TOKEN: I didn’t say anything.

CRAIG: We’re going to Stark’s Pond.

TOKEN: In the rain, dude?

CRAIG: Yes in the rain, now stop talking to me.

TOKEN: Alright, dude... alright…

CLYDE: Have you ever been to Stark’s Pond, Tweek?

TWEEK: Uh... no???

TWEEK: I’ve only been here for a day.

TOKEN: You started school the same day you moved here?

TWEEK: Yes?

TOKEN: Huh.

CLYDE: …

CLYDE: Where do you live?

CLYDE: I don’t remember there being any house for sale around here.

TWEEK: Just outside of town.

CLYDE: That’s cool.

TWEEK: ...Yeah.

TOKEN: …

CRAIG: …

TWEEK: …

CLYDE: …

CLYDE: WOW!

CLYDE: This is boring!

CLYDE: Maybe I’ll just see you guys later–

TOKEN: I dunno if right now is the best time to split up, Clyde.

TOKEN: We all saw what happened back there.

CLYDE: ):

CRAIG: I think I need to sit down.

TOKEN: Dude, seriously, are you gonna be okay?

CRAIG: …

TOKEN: [sigh]

TOKEN: Have you ever seen Craig like this before, Clyde?

CLYDE: If you haven’t, I haven’t, dude.

TWEEK: Is he sick?

TWEEK: I don’t wanna get sick on my first day here, man!

TOKEN: No, I don’t think he’s sick.

TOKEN: I think something’s bothering him.

CLYDE: Well yeah, didn’t Pip say he like, summoned a portal to hell in his own bedroom or something?

TOKEN: Dude, how could Craig have done that? He’s Craig.

CLYDE: Maybe... maybe he did something with the ouija board.

CLYDE: You know how creepy it was getting last night.

TOKEN: Ouija boards aren’t that dangerous, dude.

TOKEN: And we were using it the right way, there’s no way he could have done something like that…

CLYDE: I dunno man…

CLYDE: We all left after things got weird…

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TOKEN: Have you seen him before or something?

CRAIG: ...I dunno…

CRAIG: Maybe?

TOKEN: What do you mean “maybe?”

CRAIG: Well, like, you know how I had that dream about a demon or a ghost or whatever?

TOKEN: Uhh, yeah?

CRAIG: He kinda, like.

CRAIG: I dunno.

CRAIG: He kinda reminded me of...--

???: ...Hey.

CRAIG: ...?

CRAIG: Oh. It’s you again.

TWEEK: Yeah.

TWEEK: Hey.

TWEEK: Um.

TWEEK: I just…

TWEEK: I wanted to apologize!!!

TWEEK: I probably came off as rude or something, earlier…

TWEEK: I just get nervous when people stare at me!

TWEEK: I think they hate me, or, or

TWEEK: I don’t know, maybe they wanna beat the shit out of me–

TWEEK: I’m new here, man, I don’t wanna get into a fight on my first day, hgghghgh!!!

TWEEK: I’m just saying sorry because I don’t want any beef or anything!

TWEEK: And everybody is avoiding me too, probably because I’m fucking weird, I don’t know!

TWEEK: I was wondering if I could sit with you guys because, hhh…

TWEEK: I don’t know!

TWEEK: You’re the only one I’ve talked to so far…

CRAIG:

TWEEK: Oh god I’m sorry I’m–

CRAIG: Dude I can’t think that fast, give me a fucking second to process everything you just said.

TWEEK: Oh god I’m just rambling all over the place again aren’t I???

TWEEK: Fuck, I’m so fucking sorry–

CRAIG: Dude, chill.

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: [sigh]

CRAIG: Okay, whatever.

CRAIG: Just like. Sit... not next to me.

CRAIG: Sit next to Clyde, or something…

TWEEK: Hhhhh, o... okay…