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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?
Lost Signal133.3Lost Signal by MongooseMyth
A simple enough number, yet one that was beginning to, for lack of better term, creep you out. This four-digit number appeared in places where it may fit in, and others where it was out of place, much like your average tourist in a remote village in the Himalayas. You've been seeing it almost everywhere, from the side of a public bus, to road signs, even on boxes and cans of food at the local grocery store. Your car radio was no exception.
The stretch of open highway was long, with only a small number of vehicles compared to those traversing it during the busy hours. The sun was slowly sinking below the horizon, darkening the sky. Your bobbed your head slightly with the beat of the music that thumped from the speakers of your blue Toyota Corolla with a white hood. An overpass sped by above you, and as you drove under it, your car radio cut out, the music almost instantly degrading into a screechy static.
Frowning, you reached over and twirled the tuning k
Brothers to the EndBrothers to the End by SuperSonic6299
This was a surreal and horrifying experience for me. However, I now know that it was just someone trying to give me a message and not just a demon or ghost haunting me.
It it had all started 3 months ago. I was in high school and I was in Advisory (basically, a break in-between lunch). Everyone was being loud and obnoxious as usual while I just sat there and watched some YouTube videos on my school laptop.
Needless to say, I had grown extremely bored and annoyed, mostly thanks to the ruckus of my fellow classmates. Soon, an idea had popped into my head!
My friend, who will be called N to protect her privacy, had recently drew me a Pikachu with a red scarf that looked awesome. As soon as she gave it to me, I had started to go back to the video I was watching, but then N gave me a suggestion. "Why don't you look up a picture of one and draw it?" she had said.
At first, I had laughed and said I wasn't a very good drawer, but then she had said that drawing was easy. It was apparently just
First Blood“Try again. What is a ‘rose’?”, the tan-skinned girl said again, after other two tries. Delivan still kept the smile and her patience intact after the long time both spent in that day’s lesson.First Blood by Lagoon-Sadnes
“Flo… wer.”, the Starving Angel and Shadow Entity hybrid replied after thinking for a couple of seconds.
“Good, but try to find the verb and the correct tense. The verb I used is…”
“To be, yes. Now… What is a ‘rose’?”, she repeated the question, this time a bit slower.
“A… flower. Is… flower.”, Zilthai’s reply came out after some doubting.
“Yay, we’re improving!”, Delivan smiled and clapped once very cheerfully. “We’ll stop for now. Next lesson will be for Thursday!”, she giggled and took in a deep breath. “I must get ready for my next practice test! I’ll be promoted to the next rank for sure!”, the y
Eight Stained Clues - Final Chapter (1/2)Eight Stained Clues - Final Chapter (1/2) by Lagoon-Sadnes
Eight Stained Clues – Final Chapter: a new chapter of my life
The cellphone woke me up with its alarm. However, everything seemed sadder, darker, that morning of May. Birds didn’t chirp, wind didn’t blow, the sun was hiding among the clouds… It was kinda gloomy, which didn’t help me and my already low mood. Everything was quiet… or was I who couldn’t hear them? I had too many feelings, too many thoughts crossing my mind. I didn’t want to go; I wanted to stay in my bed, in my house, at a friend or my boyfriend’s house, anywhere! Anywhere except for the city we were going to assault that day. The fear I had pushed the night before came back crawling, sinking its claws in my skin and nerves, whispering with its gelid voice and making me want to cry. I was scared, terrified of never coming back. After all I had achieved, thinking that I could disappear in a second… in a flash… I covered my
Vivid Nightmare“Tomorrow, temperatures will decrease quite a bit at the south of the country, likely raining for the whole day, so don’t forget your umbrella!”Vivid Nightmare by Lagoon-Sadnes
“Thank you, Susan! Breaking news! The killer has stricken again, this time in Los Angeles. The family found the body of Jessica Johnson, 16, lying on the floor, next to her bed, covered with blood. There were several slashes on her torso and one on her neck which presumably ended her life. Police is still searching for suspects and clues...”
“Oh, God…”, the woman on her thirties murmured. “Not again… It’s the sixth time this month.”
“Don’t worry, they’ll put it in jail. I bet they’ll be pushing whoever it is to their highest priorities soon…”, her husband kissed her cheek after speaking. “They may be slow-paced, but they’ll likely find the criminal.”
“I hope so… I… I don’t want to know… wha
**CLOSED** Creepypasta/Horror Adopts - Batch #2Please read the basics and that before asking any questions. They may be answered there.**CLOSED** Creepypasta/Horror Adopts - Batch #2 by MongooseMyth
Please be sure you have the points to pay. Comment which adopt(s) you want.
Once you draw/write the character reference, all I ask is credit as to who you bought the concept/design from. After that, you do not have to credit on any other images/written works.
Please be aware that some are a bit more thought out that others, and as such, will cost more. Most are just concepts and will not have a name.
All have not been drawn, but may have a general design idea. You are free to alter small details (colours, etc.) but must keep the basic concept the same.
If you know anyone w
Creepypasta/Slenderverse Blank Information SheetName:Creepypasta/Slenderverse Blank Information Sheet by InvaderIka
Age of Death: (Optional- if they had died before becoming a pasta/SV OC)
Ethical Origin: (Optional)
Place of Origin: (Optional)
Species: (What are they? (Ex: Ghost, human, daemon etc...))
Sexual Preference: (Optional)
Affiliation: (If they have one)
Occupation: (If they have one)
Date Of Birth:
Fears: (What are they afraid of?)
Powers/Abilities: (What powers or abilities do they have?)
Weapons: (What do they use for combat? (If any) )
How S/he kills/wounds in Combat:
Weaknesses: (what weakens them or what are they weakest to?)
Strengths: (What are they immune to or really good at?)
Cause of Death: (Optional- if they had died before becoming a pasta/SV OC)