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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?
Micropasta: Breath Escapes MeMicropasta: Breath Escapes MeMicropasta: Breath Escapes Me by ShackleSoul
Lay there floating, body bloating, skin turning to gray
I built my castle, the dirty rascal finally got his way
Waves roll in and clean my sins, now everything is clear
I'm having fun under the sun, wishing you were here
- Drown, Theory of a Deadman
He knows what I want to hear.
Every day since I was abandoned by my husband, I have come to this well. My original intent was to drown myself, as you have likely surmised. But before I could make the long plunge down, I heard a voice. Actually, “voice” isn’t really the right term. More like a force of nature, as though one was standing outside in the rain and by some freakish coincidence the sound of pitter-pattering water droplets began to swell and rise like human speech.
Ah. Speaking of water, he seems to like places where he can be confined in a murky cage. He said the first four and a half billion
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
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
Eight Stained Clues - Final Chapter (2/2)Eight Stained Clues - Final Chapter (2/2) by Lagoon-Sadnes
Eight Stained Clues – Final Chapter: a new chapter of my life
When I opened my eyes, the world around me made me shiver, even after having visited it so many times. I tried to breathe, but I remembered it was impossible; I felt cold when my bare foot touched the land, although temperature was non-existent either. That place was so sad… It was like getting inside an old movie, a mute one from before color TV and cameras were invented: all monochromatic, with the exception or purple hues, and silent. I didn’t hear voices, I didn’t feel the breeze or the light of the sun, as there wasn’t light either… I lifted my eyes to the sky, pitch black with moving, thin grey “glitch” motives several meters above my head. Those weren’t clouds; that was unthinkable. When I took some steps on the grassy field, I perceived the grass but did not hear that soft sound of stepping. I always felt as if a small knife was
Micropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy Ending by ShackleSoul
Well, here you are. Your friends are dead, and the best you can hope at this point is that they won’t come back as something far worse. You yourself are bound and gagged in the “abandoned” house’s attic. The family of vampires that lived here evidently didn’t take it too kindly when your lot decided to camp out here. Why they are saving you instead of letting you join your fellows in blissful abyss is a mystery. Perhaps it is a form of psychological torture. After all, whatever they are planning can’t be as horrific as what your mind can fathom.
And it is at this juncture, whilst your mind is working overdrive coming up with new realities, that you come to a startling, if pleasant, realization. Since you are a character in a story, as evidenced by the fact that your life is being conveyed by words on a computer monitor, none of this is real. And you can change things to your liking simply through the whims of th
**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)