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| What is the Creepypasta Journal?|
The Creepypasta Journal was originally a project i started almost a year ago. My original intention was to document every pasta creature and location, but things got in the way and the project was kind of left in the gutter. I've decided to make this group in an effort to revive the journal and give other deviant's the chance to make there own entries and contribution's.
How can I make a contribution?
A contribution to the journal can be made by making your own journal entry and adding it in to the group gallery. I will provide the textures that i have used if you can not or do not want to use your own.
How many journals/folders are there?
At the moment, there are six:
Rhys's Sketchbook lavendertownjournal.deviantart… lavendertownjournal.deviantart…
~ A redesign of the old entries and the writings of Rhys Williams
The old Journal lavendertownjournal.deviantart… ~ My original entries.
The public journal lavendertownjournal.deviantart… ~ speaks for itself
Dimelotu's Profiles lavendertownjournal.deviantart… ~ Kick Ass 3d Profiles of Pasta Monsters.
General Creepypasta Art lavendertownjournal.deviantart… ~ None journal related art cvan be uploaded here.
where can i get textures and resources??
Textures and resources can be found here: lavendertownjournal.deviantart…
Can i submit art that is unrelated to the journal entries?
Of course you can As long as it's creepypasta related then feel free to submit your art here: lavendertownjournal.deviantart…
How does the danger rating system work?
Regalo/Gift ESPAÑOLRegalo/Gift by Oriola3
Hace poco que me he creado la cuenta en DA! Me gustaría conocer a gente nueva..!!!! Watcheame y te regalaré un dibujo a lápiz! ^^
Recently I have created the account on DA! I like to meet new people..!!!! Watch me and I'll give you a drawing pencil! ^^
Creepypasta Classics: FriendshipFriendship is forever. Friendship never ends...Creepypasta Classics: Friendship by Draycen
A few years back I was really obsessed with Blue Rescue team. You know, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon. And for those who know me, I tend to get obsessed with things pretty easily. I had a good team, a Torchic and a Mudkip, and had beaten the game. Things became... monotonous. There wasn't really anything to do anymore. So I did what every fan does. I simply restarted my game.
It wasn't easy, you see I felt close to my partner. But, with the realization that an new one would come, I went ahead and started over. This time, I really wanted to be an Eevee for my hero, and being a guy, I had to lie to get it. When it came time to choose a partner, I wasn't sure what to do. There were so many options! It was like going to school and picking out you next friend!
I eventually picked Totodile and named him Bunch. Just a cutesy name for a silly partner. I wanted him to feel like that goofy friend everyone has, always acting like a fool and
BEN Drowned X Reader: Error 404: L.O.V.E [Ch 2]Chapter 2: I Nominate youBEN Drowned X Reader: Error 404: L.O.V.E [Ch 2] by Lovely-Miu-Chan
(Y/N)? (Y/N), Wake up! (Y/n)!
I flutter my eyes open ever so slowly. My sight is blurry, I could see a blurred face of a woman with (H/C)-colored hair tied back in a low ponytail. She seemed to have (E/C)-colored eyes. But I could still hear her familiar voice. My heart is pounding.. It hurts. It's as if.. As.. If..
Realization had hit me and my eyes automatically widened and I harshly suck air into my lungs. I hadn't realize I was holding my breath until now. My heart is still pounding loudly and my lungs are burning. I waited until the pain inside me faded. I panted in exhaustion for some reason. Maybe because of the lack of air?
BEN Drowned X Reader: Error 404: L.O.V.E [CH 1]BEN Drowned X Reader: Error 404: L.O.V.E [CH 1] by Lovely-Miu-Chan
Chapter 1: A Distorted Little Dream
It's afternoon. The student's from my school were busy talking to their friends, getting in the buses, and walking home. The sky was in a beautiful shade of orange. Such a pretty color. As usual, I walk to go home I see a familiar figure a few feet away from me. His neat brown hair slightly shining and changing color due to the sky's color. He was walking home as well. "Hey! Butt-face!" I called over to that guy. I ran over to him smiling as I saw him turn around to face me.
James Daniel Ivory. A friend of mine. Actually.. The only friend of mine in this whole school.. Not like I'm the loner and anti-social type of girl, it's just that.. The people in my class an be so.. Mean. I prefer being friends with just James. Well,
Homicidal Liu X Reader:Hide and Seek [Ch 1]Homicidal Liu X Reader:Hide and Seek [Ch 1] by Lovely-Miu-Chan
Chapter 1: The Game Begins
It was Friday night. Midnight, to be exact. You finally finished all your homework, your projects, and you were ready for your sleepover with your two best friends, Shana and Chelsea. School was stressing you out too much this semester and Shana and Chelsea decided you need a little break from it all. So they arranged a sleep over in your house. Since, your parents were out of town, doing business stuff that you couldn’t care less about. They said they’d be back later this evening, or maybe tomorrow morning.
You prepared all the chips, the sodas, the cushions, and the DVDs that you were gonna watch. The DVD’s mostly contained Horror movies. Yeah, you and your friends were practically nerd
BEN Drowned X Reader Error 404: LOVE [Prologue] ((So, here's the prologue for my BEN X Reader project. I dunno why chapter one first came out though. xD Anyways, I hope this would give you a grasp about her life when 'reader' was 5. Sorry it's short and Enjoy~!))BEN Drowned X Reader Error 404: LOVE [Prologue] by Lovely-Miu-Chan
Prologue: Promise me, friend
A little girl in the age of 5 and her playmate was sitting behind a bush in playground with a lot of toys scattered around them. Dolls, wind-up cars, action figures, and stuff toys. Some were even broken. But they didn't care. Nope. Only happy expressions were plastered on their faces as they played imaginary games and pretended that the toys were alive.
The duo just recently got out of their classrooms. No, they weren't classmates. But their parents were close friends and hung out a lot. Giving bot
Micropasta: An Austere Sort of TruthMicropasta: An Austere Sort of TruthMicropasta: An Austere Sort of Truth by ShackleSoul
“Sensory deprivation”. Those two words, innocuous as they might seem, have come to define this eternity I have spent in here. My only connection to the outside world is the breathing apparatus that prevents me from drowning, floating in this tank of pitch-dark water. I have long since forgotten who I am or why I am being experimented upon, if my cooperation was willing or coerced, what my past life was and how long I have been caught in this dreamless sleep.
And yet, here in this limbo, this no-man’s-land between real and unreal, I have never felt more alive. I see him, Niisha, the one who is called Sanity’s Anthesis. The God of Secrets, grasping outwards from the furthest recesses of my mind. Entreating me to join the others.
The others. All those in Human history who have lost feeling, who lost all hope, who came to be dead to this world. Niisha watches over us, gives us purpose. I am ready to reach back and accept his offe
Creepypasta: A Routine CheckupCreepypasta: A Routine CheckupCreepypasta: A Routine Checkup by ShackleSoul
Damn, looks like we’re fresh out of anesthetic. Eh, a gag soaked in brandy works equally well-oh, sorry, I’m just talking to myself. It’s so nice of you to come in for an appointment, I don’t get many patients anymore after losing my medical license. And my sanity. And my office. But this back alley seems the perfect place to practice dentistry. Did you know you’re supposed to see a dental professional at least once a-
What? Who am I and how did you get here? Well, as I said, I’m a dentist. More like the dentist, am I righ-SHUT UP, NURSE! Sorry about that, my nurse here never stays quiet for long enough. Anyhow, after getting kicked out of Nicaraguan medical school…er, again that is, because at first they wouldn’t even let me in and I had to sleep with the director before they’d…ahem, anyway, after that I set up shop in this alley behind the Burger Trench. Fast food is very bad for your te
Creepypasta: I Don't Want to be Part of Your WorldCreepypasta: I Don’t Want to be Part of Your WorldCreepypasta: I Don't Want to be Part of Your World by ShackleSoul
September 27, 2014
This is Alex Pierce, reporting in his journal on the off chance that this expedition accomplishes anything it was supposed to. Personally, I think this whole thing is a snipe hunt. There’s no way someone could have survived in the Amazon for this long, but reports of a “wild man” in these parts have bolstered the Morrison’s confidence that their son might have survived that plane crash. God, how long ago would that have been? Five, six, maybe seven years? I didn’t read the report, to be honest. Not like I need to. No chance in Hell that he’s anything but a carcass. We’ll go in here, find nothing, report back as such, shatter their hopes and get the remaining half of our payment. All in a day’s work.
There is one interesting thing that bears mentioning though. As the helicopter was touching down I noticed a few contrails of smoke on the horizon, indicating a brush