Terrible creepypastas that don't deserve their own thread.

Ms. Mowz · Mar 3, 2024

HA CHA CHA. Time for the Trollpasta Wiki's failpasta of the month.
Mickey Mouse Clubhouse - "Revenge!"

It was a sunny afternoon in the June of 2010.

Anyways, my dad used to work at Playhouse Disney (now Disney Junior, the American house for the Bluey TV series), in mid-June 2010, my dad got a new Dell Inspiron computer with Windows 7 preinstalled on the system.

So later, my dad forced me to use his 2009 Acer computer he used in late-2009, and said that I can play with it, and I decided to play some Roblox.

A few days later, my dad came with a disc, with the initials: "MMC", I thought it was a upcoming game at the time, called Minecraft, and my dad begged to destroy it.

I waited until 11:00 PM as my dad is about to sleep, and I inserted the disc into the Acer computer, and a file popped up, it was a .mp4 file actually, it was called: "MickeyLostEpisode", and I clicked on the file.

Then, Windows Media Player popped up, and it was playing previews of various movies, TV shows and games, later, the Micky Mouse Clubhouse was playing, but something seems very off.

Mickey didn't look like your regular Mickey from the show, he looked like a Low-Poly CGI model, with his buttons of his pants and face (except for his "nose") was missing, while all the characters (except Mickey) was gone, I brushed it off as a animation error.

After the intro, the title card came up, the episode was called: "Revenge!", and the object featured in the title card was a machete, when the title card disappeared, the episode was now playing.

It started with Mickey, sitting at the corner of the living room, angry, he said: "Man! I'm sick and tired of Donald Duck being not here! I'm gonna destroy the entire place!", and Toodles came up, and the objects were a machete, a dead rat, an box of lighters and the worse of all, a medium nuke.

After that little piece of education, Mickey began destroying the kitchen, while Minnie came out of nowhere, and saw Mickey destroying the cookie jar.

Minnie said: "What the...". Before she has a chance to say anything, Mickey pounces into her, he then began to rip Minnie's skin off, while Minnie screamed and after he was done ripping her skin off, he began to eat it. I was shocked to see that. He then ripped Minnie's head off and threw it and her headless body away.

Then, Daisy came in with a angry expression on her face, she kicked him out of the clubhouse, after that, she locked him up and he began banging the door, before Toodles came back with a bit of blood on his left ear, and gave Mickey the machete, and Mickey said: "Thank you!", and began ripping the door off, and after he did that, he said: "Here's Mickey!", and went to Daisy, and began slicing her belly in a Terminator 2 style, and Mickey proceeds to eat Daisy's organs, I pressed pause and I went to the bathroom to vomit.

And I pressed play to continue the episode. Mickey then goes outside, holding Daisy's limp organless corpse, and goes to Goofy and Pluto.

First, Mickey grabbed Goofy by the neck and strangling him, while Goofy screamed. He continued strangling him, until Goofy was bleeding from the neck. He then dropped Goofy, second, he went inside of his clubhouse with Pluto, and stuffed him into the oven, and Pluto exploded, with blood covering the oven's window, I went to the bathroom to vomit again.

Then, I went to my room again, with a figure of Mickey with no eyes, also holding a gun on my desk, I continued the video.

Toodles came back again, and the thing Mickey needed was the dead rat from before, and Mickey went to Pete, who was laughing behind a tree, and Pete said: "Hello! What do you have pal?", and Mickey didn't reply, but instead left the dead rat and ran away, Pete began eating it mistaken for waffles, I was genuinely disgusted. Pete bit into one of the legs of the rat, quickly reeling back and spitting it out. "What even is this type of food?" he shouted. Mickey stepped into frame, insisting that they were waffles. Pete tried running away, calling Mickey a bad cooker. Mickey caught up to Pete, grabbing him and picking him up, breaking his spine over his knee. "YOU DESERVE A BREAK TODAY!" Mickey screamed as the body slumped over in two separate angles and fell.

I felt like that disc is about to end soon, but it was 22 minutes, it kinda looked like a special to me.

Later, Toodles popped up once again, and gave Mickey a box of lighters, and Mickey began burning the trees and a bit of the clubhouse, while I could hear screaming, it kinda sounded like Donald Duck, the character who was mentioned in the epsiode.

Mickey proceeded to sit and cry on a burnt dead tree, while saying: "Ми го стори ова.", I realised it was "You did this to me." in Macedonian, then all of a sudden, it bursted with static and later a black screen.

I felt sweaty, uncomfortable and nauseous, 3 minutes later, it came back to the episode, and Mickey was front of the clubhouse, and Toodles came back again, the last item used was just the medium nuke, and later, a nuke like the nuke from Toodles slowly approached the clubhouse, when it touched the clubhouse, it cut to a video of a atomic explosion.

After the video, it cut to the clubhouse, with Mickey holding Donald Duck's charried corpse, until Mickey said: "OH NO! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!", and Mickey walked out, crying.

Then, it cut to Mickey, crying at a dead tree, and then, and we see in Mickey's hands a handgun. He immediately puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger before being interrupted by a image that I can't unsee. It was a girl resembling Clarabelle, who was hanging on a noose over a tree, with her entrails hanging, her eyes were gone, and her arms were missing, before going back to the episode, it was Mickey with his head exploded, with blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. Then the episode ends with no hotdog dance, instead, it was the credits.

When the video ended, I decided to eject the disc, and later smash it with a jackhammer.

An day later, my dad came home, and he asked me: "What episode you watched?", I said: "I watched umm... the episode with Mickey searching the cuckoo clock's bird.", then, my dad said: "What?".

After this incident, my dad began working for Cartoon Network, because of that episode I watched, I will never forget about this episode, ever again.

Now, 10 years have passed, I was letting my young brother watch some Bluey in Disney Junior on the living room's TV, while I watched some We Bare Bears on my tablet, when suddenly, I heard a voice that sounded like Takashi Aoyagi's Japanese Mickey voice. It whispered:

"ミッキーマウスクラブハウスはもう終わりました。これをミッキーにとって面白く保つようにしてください..."

I looked back and what I saw was horrifying.

What I saw was an Mickey plushie, with blood on it. It had a axe in its hand, and had a creepy smile, and its "eyes" were nothing more than empty black holes with white pupils...

There were also a sheet of paper behind him, it said: "大衛，我會在6年後給您。您將很快面對米奇的憤怒，請崇拜魔鬼" In which translated to: "I will get you in 6 years, David. You will face Mickey's wrath soon, please worship the devil" Did this note knew my name? I later ripped the note in half and threw the plush out of the window.
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This becomes even less scary when you read it in the voices of the cartoon characters.

John_doe26 · Mar 14, 2024

Barbie

You all have heard of the Barbie Doll. I know you have. This story starts out on a late November evening. My sister was having a birthday party.

I snuck upstairs into my sisters room. As every boy, I hate Barbie Dolls. So, I started to tear their heads off. I set the Barbies back where I found them— headless. I went back downstairs.

Later that night, after the party, my sister went into her room. I heard a bloody scream. She runs to my mom with a headless Barbie Doll. She blamed me, but I denied. My mom didn't fall for it, so I got sent to my room.

It is now 8:30 pm. Everything is too quiet. My sister has gone to bed and I am alone— in the dark. I try to fall asleep for a half hour. I open my eyes halfway. I see a shadow forming from the light from under my door. I thought it was my sister trying to scare me. So I told "her" to stop. The light disappeared from under the door. So I went back to sleep.

About 5 minutes later, the door opens. A Barbie Doll falls down in the doorway. I think it is my sister again. So, I throw my pillow and it lands on top of the doll. I close my eyes. A couple second later, a pillow hits me in the head. I look and the doll is standing upright in the door way.

The lights in the hall turn on and I see that the Barbie's head is crooked. I sit up. The doll walks to the center of the room. I arm myself with a blanket. The Barbie lunges toward me. I open the blanket. When it hits the blanket, I close it.

It is now like 9:30 pm and I have a rabid Barbie in a blanket. I stay up all night, firmly grasping the blanket covered doll.

When morning struck, I went outside with the doll. My mom was going to work. I said I couldn't sleep and said goodbye. I quickly tossed the Barbie under the tire as she was pulling out. the doll's body exploded and the head flattened. My mom didn't notice. I knew my sister was waking up soon, so I cleaned up the mess and tossed it into the trash. I rushed inside and played Fallout 3 on the Xbox 360.

That is why I am now afraid of Barbie dolls. I no longer tear their heads off. My sister never noticed (or anyone else). Now she has outgrown Barbies and hates them, like me.
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The Author's note at the top of the page says: "Old, stupid creepypasta. Don't take it seriously."

Ms. Mowz · Mar 14, 2024

Gyorg

Entry 1: December 16, 2011 Approximately 5:00 PM
Dammit, I thought this game's learning curve was over once I finished Snowhead, boy was I wrong. Should've known they'd get harder than those pushovers Odolwa and Goht, but damn, that fish is in-fucking-tense! I'm sorry for my language, games make me so angry some times. Anyway, I'm sure my ranting is pissing you all off, and you're all saying, "Your just a newb!" anyway, I'm sure all of you had trouble on your first of a million fucking times killing Gyorg. if you don't know what I'm talking about, I'm talking about the boss of the 3rd temple in The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. I can't figure out why those arrows are sitting in those pots, I tried shooting it a million times, but the arrows magically disappear when they hit the surface of the water. I turn into Zora Link and dive to the bottom, but if he swims away my boomerang-fins can't catch up with him, and when he swims toward me, they just bounce off of the inside of his mouth as if it were made of metal. Not to mention that whilst diving you can't turn your camera, and you must dive every time he swallows you, or you can't throw your boomerang, but because you can't turn your camera, you have no idea if he's about to swallow you whole or not! Anyway, I'm gonna give it a couple more tries, 10 at least before I look this up on Google...

Entry 2: December 6th, 2011 Approximately 11 AM
WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY MEAN STUN HIM WITH LINK'S BOW!!!!!!! THE ARROWS JUST MAGICALLY DISAPPEAR WHEN THEY HIT THE WATER!!!!!!!!! FUCK THIS FUCKING BOSS AND ALL IT STANDS FOR, FUCK THIS TEMPLE FUCK THIS AREA FUCK THIS FISH LINK, FUCK THIS WHOLE FUCKING GAME, IT'S A SHITTY EXCUSE FOR A SEQUEL TO THE BEST GAME EVER

Entry 3: December 12th, 2011 Approximately 5 PM
I don't mean any of that from the other day, I just... Killing this fish has become the only thing I think of anymore, my dreams are of it taunting me... So many ...ll..e.s so m.n. t...s

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The above were the last 3 entry's of Logan Strait's Journal, which seemed to be about his first playthrough of The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. The first of these appears to be somewhat intended to appear on a message board, however not much else is known of their nature. His attitude toward the game seemed to be fairly positive, except for in some occasions, such as the little information given as to the whereabouts of the Goron Elder and the difficulty of getting a worthy pictograph of one of the pirates for the man with the seahorse. He frequently gave insults to Nintendo, the game, and the N64's 3D rendering, specifically camera control. The journal was discovered in his apartment on December 20th, 2011 at 8:04 AM after reports of the apartment reeking from his room. It was discovered covered in tears making some parts of the last post unreadable.

Logan himself was discovered having supposedly committing suicide, hanging from a noose in his living room. The TV and Wii (from which he presumably had downloaded the game) were still on. It showed the Game Over screen that the player gets when they don't play the Song of Time within 3 days. Further examination showed that he had smashed the controller to pieces and the pieces were poked through his skin in several places. This report was supposedly given to Nintendo to warn them on the steep incline in difficulty in some of their games, however the game being so old, received little attention.
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tl;dr version: Angry manchild commits suicide because he couldn't beat a video game boss.

Ms. Mowz · Jun 4, 2024

Instant Death Disease

I was a worker, working at Colkinom Laboratories, Wales. We work with drugs and medical elements, creating cures and vaccines. My boss told me that whatever I do, I should never tell anyone about what we are doing. He began acting strangely only a few weeks ago, when we began Project Axolotl: We were aiming to give humans the ability to regenerate lost limbs.

But it went wrong. Horribly wrong.

My boss called me up to see him. He is a tall man with dark hair. He told me that there seemed to be a problem with Testing Area 5B, where my best friend was working. Of course, I immediately took the job of going down there and checking with him if all was good. It was not.

My friend was sweating terribly and breathing heavily. His hands were shaking and he backed away from the testing area. I had never been in a testing area; well, not while there was a professor at work, anyway. I worked upstairs, where we formed chemical combinations and researched, dissected and examined. I thought that, in the testing area, we'd be testing on animals. No matter how cruel that sounds, it sounded a whole lot better than what they were actually doing.

Testing on humans.

He backed away from the glass panel and I stared through, asking what was wrong. His hands trembled and he tried to pull me away, telling me not to look. The humans were there, all dead. I was immediately sickened, the idea of testing on each other sounded horrible to me. But I noticed that one was alive. She held her child in her arms. We were also testing on small children.

Suddenly, she looked at the corpses. She looked at us, and mouthed something. I looked away and didn't see; the sight of death itself proved too much for me. But I heard a sickly groan from my friend. Dread filled me. I grabbed him by the shirt and shook him. He gave a hollow rattle, as if there were no internal organs in him. I felt the sudden need to get as far away as I could. I cupped my hands over my ears and closed my eyes, running (although bumping into walls) all the way back to my boss' office.

I told him frantically what happened, waving my arms madly. My boss' eyes opened wide. But then he smiled. He grinned. Began laughing. That laugh was not of mirth, it was of insanity, it drove me mad, his demonic chuckle screaming through the room.

He explained.

We had been forming a disease. A new, special disease. It would instantly kill our opponents. He had injected one dose into the test subjects in 5B, then told one of the men to read off a card. Once he read it, he gave out a sickening gasp. He was dead. When his body was examined by scientists just a few rooms away from me (the thought of this caused me to vomit) they found that he had lost all of his internal organs. All at the same time. His death had been instant, but excruciatingly painful for that fraction of a second.

The thing is, the woman next to him heard what he said and suffered a similar fate, only mouthing the words to the man next to her. He then shouted the words; only heard by the baby; the last woman was deaf and mute. The woman was terrified at losing her baby. She went insane, but did not show symptoms of the disease. She cradled the baby, and wrote to the scientists;

'Why won't my baby drink? Why is he so pale? How come he's so cold?'

This was too much to bear; the card was shown again, and after reading it, and mouthing the words to my best friend, died. Anyone who says the name of the disease, reads it, hears it, sees it lip-read, feels it in braille, sees it in Morse code or click code or any language, is instantly killed. Instant; although unbelievably painful, he said.

He asked me if I wanted to know the name of the disease.

I screamed no, covered my ears and ran outside the door.

When I peered back, my boss was laughing. He hadn't even said it.

I went home, trying not to think about it. When I went to bed, I dismissed it as A: A crazy dream or B: My boss pulling a prank. However, I felt like I was lying to myself. I couldn't help but feel that way. I couldn't get to sleep. I felt a churning in the pit of my stomach, my head throbbed like it was imploding and I felt as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to my shins. Deciding to call in sick, I rung up my boss in the morning. I explained to him. He just laughed, his sickening chuckle dissolve into a disconcerting giggle. He told me, OK, but I'd be missing out.

It was in all the newspapers.

Colkinom Laboratories shut down. All employees found dead. Company President Mr. B. H. Large found dead in office. No evidence of how deaths occurred, no weapon found, no gas leaks/sign of accident. Only worker survived: C. W. Dickenson, stayed home sick.

I couldn't take it. I packed everything I could grab into a suitcase, smashed open my rainy day jar (the contents of which amounted to about fifty pounds) and stuffed the notes and coins into my wallet, which now felt like a lead weight. I started up my car, cranked up the radio, regardless of what was on, and floored it. I drove as far as I could, until I had almost crossed the border. My radio buzzed.

This just in from the Colkinom Laboratories case; the dead seem to have no internal organs. There is no sign of lacerations or wounds. It is almost as if their internal organs simply vanished. This seems instant, but recordings, CCTV and a three-letter message scrawled by one of the employees may prove that it certainly wasn't painless.

I crammed a CD in and slammed the pedal, doing a half-ish U-Turn (an L-Turn?) and went for the countryside. I drove and drove, aimlessly following roads roughly north. I didn't stop until I ran out of gas; where I grabbed my cases and ran. When I entered a field and I couldn't carry my cases anymore, I threw them in a ditch. As long as I could run, I ran, I didn't sleep until my body dropped.

I awoke tired and groggy, my bones aching. I knew I had to run from what I knew. There was a virus going around. I knew exactly what my boss had done. He had shouted the name of the disease over the loudspeakers. Everyone who heard died. Some tried to block their ears but the words flashed on the computers, the lights blinked it in Morse code. Everyone in that building was now dead. The terror they must have felt, the split-second of reality-bending agony, all the friends, the men and women I used to know.

I'm now sleeping in a hotel room I found. It's far away, it's old and quaint, I think I'll be fine here. They don't have TV and I always stay away from the radio. I'll live. I know a harrowing truth. But I can't tell.

I have a name for the disease. It's simple. It's blunt. It does exactly-what-it-says-on-the-can. I call it...

Instant death dis
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Bruh, that ending is just the Candlejack meme where we pretend to get cut off mid-sent

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Terrible creepypastas that don't deserve their own thread.

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Terrible creepypastas that don't deserve their own thread.

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Ms. Mowz A real floozy at heart.

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