The things that Creep and Scare you...
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No, that's fine.Fniff said:
I really hate big spiders so that's fine.
Off-topic, congrats on Gonzo status, man.
You must celebrate this accomplishment!
Like this.
Dogs. Never trusted 'em.
I always try to sleep with my door closed. It stops old-school survival horror critters and gives me a warning about anything else.
My mate Scary Joe, 'nuff said
I always try to sleep with my door closed. It stops old-school survival horror critters and gives me a warning about anything else.
My mate Scary Joe, 'nuff said
Hmm.. I don't know.
The only two times I can remember when I was really, absolutely, crap-my-pants-and-hide-in-a-corner scared would be:
The first would be when I played Vagrant Story (old, but awesome, PSX game) late at night and ran into the Quicksilvers in the the Undercity area.
Basically you're running around, wearing ass-less pants, in a cursed city full of undead and various monster, chasing a cult leader who may be dangerously insane or the next Messiah (it's a bit of a toss-up, really) and you walk down into the old slums of the city where the building are so crowded that there are no streets, just alleys, and the crumbling old houses lean in towards the few flickering lightposts as if the very city itself is beginning to feel afraid of the dark... And then you hear giggling, and little bright white dolls resembling children stagger towards you brandishing various sharp objects.
And the other would be when I accidently summoned Cthulhu in my bathroom.
No, I'm not joking. I'm 100% serious.
I could see the light dim as if something was blocking the door and I felt a gust of warm air on my neck, coming from slightly above. Of course, when I turned around there was nothing there, so I figured it was just my imagination, and that I was tired.
That night I slept very badly and dreamt of shrill flutes being "played" in no particular melody, just a long series of noises. And anyone who knows their Lovecraft know why that is a bad thing.
I then woke up in the middle of the night to hear some sounds fade away. The "splotch, splotch, splotch" of something big, wet and slimy walking across my floor.
Basically I crawled into the corner of my bed and sat there, hugging my knees and desperately focusing only on keeping my eyes shut, and feeling the wall pressed against my back because I just knew that if I forgot about either for just a split second, and opened my eyes to see what was in front of me, or forgot that I wasn't anywhere else than in my room I'd be dead.
Afterwards, it's kind of a fun story. "I accidently summoned Cthulhu in my bathroom" is a good conversation topic when you have nothing else to say..
But that night was the only time in my life that I've been completely and absolutely terrified.
Even a few years before that when a doctor suddenly told me that I might die, or at least get crippling brain damage unless they perform sugery within a week, did I get the same feeling of fearing for my life.
The only two times I can remember when I was really, absolutely, crap-my-pants-and-hide-in-a-corner scared would be:
The first would be when I played Vagrant Story (old, but awesome, PSX game) late at night and ran into the Quicksilvers in the the Undercity area.
Basically you're running around, wearing ass-less pants, in a cursed city full of undead and various monster, chasing a cult leader who may be dangerously insane or the next Messiah (it's a bit of a toss-up, really) and you walk down into the old slums of the city where the building are so crowded that there are no streets, just alleys, and the crumbling old houses lean in towards the few flickering lightposts as if the very city itself is beginning to feel afraid of the dark... And then you hear giggling, and little bright white dolls resembling children stagger towards you brandishing various sharp objects.
And the other would be when I accidently summoned Cthulhu in my bathroom.
No, I'm not joking. I'm 100% serious.
I could see the light dim as if something was blocking the door and I felt a gust of warm air on my neck, coming from slightly above. Of course, when I turned around there was nothing there, so I figured it was just my imagination, and that I was tired.
That night I slept very badly and dreamt of shrill flutes being "played" in no particular melody, just a long series of noises. And anyone who knows their Lovecraft know why that is a bad thing.
I then woke up in the middle of the night to hear some sounds fade away. The "splotch, splotch, splotch" of something big, wet and slimy walking across my floor.
Basically I crawled into the corner of my bed and sat there, hugging my knees and desperately focusing only on keeping my eyes shut, and feeling the wall pressed against my back because I just knew that if I forgot about either for just a split second, and opened my eyes to see what was in front of me, or forgot that I wasn't anywhere else than in my room I'd be dead.
Afterwards, it's kind of a fun story. "I accidently summoned Cthulhu in my bathroom" is a good conversation topic when you have nothing else to say..
But that night was the only time in my life that I've been completely and absolutely terrified.
Even a few years before that when a doctor suddenly told me that I might die, or at least get crippling brain damage unless they perform sugery within a week, did I get the same feeling of fearing for my life.
Wierd. I do this too. Ever found yourself trapped or stuck somewhere? And it is crazy - I know there isn't an axe wielding nutter outside, or a yawning chasm in the floor or a boogeyman or any of that stuff. Unreasonable fears are just...weird.Monkfish Acc. said:
And the dark. Oh yes. 35 years old and afraid of the dark...or more accurately..what might be IN the dark.
Imagination is my own worst enemy sometimes.
And spiders. I will make them a deal, they stay the hell away from me and I won't throw boots or phone books at them and wont condemn them to a whirling death in the Dyson...
I was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep. Decided to check this tab first. I saw a large post, and read it.Poke_Freak said:
Now I won't be able to sleep. Thank you very much.
For me, it's more having just left the dark that makes me get all paranoid.Valksy said:
Suddenly I feel like something has followed me out of it. Even though I was absolutely fine while I was entirely enveloped in it
It strikes me as incredibly unhealthy for your subconscious to do that to you.
Try to scare you to death, that is.
Seems kind of detrimental to your lifespan.
Yes, I know. I couldn't sleep properly for quite some time after that.Fniff said:
No, he said that I MIGHT GET brain damage if they didn't get me to surgery.
Or to be more precise, I had an infection in my left ear that kept coming back, despite medication (ear drops) and such. One night when my mom was about to help me with the ear drops, we noticed that the area behind my ear was all red and swollen and it hurt so bad I had to cry when she just accidently brushed her hand against it.
Basically, we went to the hospital, I got my head scanned and it turned out the infection had spread to parts of my skull behind my ear (the doctor called it "benröta". Swedish for.. "Bone rot", basically) and it was close to spreading to my brain, which would lead to the brain damage/death if they weren't fast enough. And thus they wanted to... Pretty much open my head up and stick a hose in there to suck it all out. ;D
Yeah, probably. Great Cthulhu is too busy sleeping in R'lyeh to answer the accidental summons of an amateur, so I got the equivalence of an answering machine. Only slight paranoia and trouble sleeping for a few weeks instead of brain-melting insanity.
You're welcome.Voodoomancer said:
Spiders. Any of them. I swear, if you put one on my nose for when I wake up and see it staring into my face, you will not want to be in the same room.. lest COUNTRY if you did it.
..Not kidding.
..Not kidding.