Myself in a state of pure evil. Where my eyes are completely blacked out and a black blood is running out of my mouth and eyes and I rip off the necks of people. Not super creepy but pretty disturbing if you think about it.
You jest, but the last nightmare I had was actually of my mother. She was everywhere I went and kept asking me where I was going, what I was going to do and where I've been; all in that annoying, accusing voice she does.
This may not sound so bad, but I mean she was seriously everywhere. Every room, outside, in the car, everywhere. It seriously woke me up scared. And no, I don't have a good relationship with my mother.
The one recurring nightmare I've ever dealt with involved no monster at all. Just loss of control. Looking out from a prison as my body said and did things with no influence whatsoever.
A snake. I've woken up more than I care to mention when my leg falls asleep and I suddenly feel the need to fucking jump out of bed and end up properly waking up in the goddamn hallway because I hate them.
It's a small child. Pale white, with a little dirt. It's eyes, though, are black balls. Sightless, yet voracious and ireful, and you can always feel it, watching you. Its face is almost lifelike. Almost. It gives the sense of being more porcelain than actual living creature, bearing no discernible expression. Its voice is raspy, and rarely speaks. More of a small, mocking giggle. And then its smile. It forms like a crack upon the porcelain, spreading much farther than a human smile ever could, revealing naught but a gaping bleakness, with a shrill screech that pierces into your very mind.
Well there ya go, the little beasty I sometimes use in my horror shorts.
A Cheshire cat grin with long inwardly curved white luminescent fangs; glowing red eyes with very small almost crescent like pupils. It has long black fur that protrudes out almost like spines, and has razor sharp claws. It's shape is almost like an amorphous blob, and can move on either two or four feet.
This is just what popped into my head as I saw the title of this thread... if I thought about it, I could probably come up with something scarier.
and the darkseekers... they SERIOUSLY freaked me out, and by then I discovered the internet and alsot of people found the CGI laughable, but they really scared me and at the time I couldnt quite explain why
but now I know, it was because of the Uncanny valley , which is why I found them scary compared to actors in amke-up
Same here, it kinda got out of hand a year or so ago. My imagination went into overdrive and I had constant nightmares for at least two weeks.
On the bright side, if anyone ever tries to preform Inception on me they have to deal with the few hundred creations my subconscious has come up with.
In my mind it was always either a freaky looking beast/canine/werewolf thing
Although now that I'm thinking about it (way before I ever played or watched Silent Hill)I did have dreams about a man with a oddly shaped cage over his head,a grungy, almost dead human flesh textured cloak around his waist dragging a giant rusty ax behind him.
That's probably why SH 2 struck so close to home when I first saw The Red Pyramid/Pyramid Head.
Its big, black, and has large bat like wings instead of arms. It has multiple small beady eyes that look more like black bumps on its skin. Its mouth is a gaping hole within which is a Radula (pretty much a tongue coated with tiny teeth, mollusks generally have them) that strips flesh from bone without killing the victim. Its skin is thick and almost armor like.
Have you ever played dead space 2? If not, avoid at all cost googling the term "ubermorph".
My monster, which lurks in the corners of my mind, isn't really that scary now that I think about it. It is, however, creepy when you're lying in bed at night during a window-rattling wind burst trying despartly not to think of every horror movie you've ever seen.
Sometimes it's as tall as I am, other times it's about the height of a lawn gnome. It doesn't have a particularly large mouth, as mouths go. The mouth is almost comically small, but lined with small, needle-sharp teeth. The monster looks like stewie, if stewie had the aformentioned mouth, and wore denim coveralls with a green shirt.
The most scary feature of this monster, to me, is the eyes. The eyes are nearly on top of the head, two of them, both huge. Larger than baseballs, than softballs, perhaps volleyball sized (on the lawn gnome sized version, at least), bugging out and used in a terrifyingly vacant stare. There is nothing in the stare; no comprehension, no intelligence, just a dead blankness. Whenever I don't have a flashlight and I encounter it, the eyes make two irridescent orbs of red in the darkness, perfectly still. Then I move, or twitch, or resume breathing, and the thing crabs, no, it scuttles off to the side while making incoherent gobbling noises.
A shadow that moves like a cross between smoke and liquid. It's tiny, malevolent, and there's no way to keep it out save making something airtight. There's no way to protect yourself from it but to constantly run.
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