Jeff the Killer vs. Slenderman | CreepCast

[MUSIC] >> Welcome back to Creepcast. Today we are going back in time to the golden age of creepypastas and reading some of the stories that were so popular for the wrong reasons. >> That's right, exactly. Today we are going back to a compendium of a few of the so bad they're good ones. Or if you were 10 years old like me, they were just good. Actually, the ones we're picking out today, I think I was even like, what are we doing here? >> Oh no. >> What a young Isaiah it was. >> Yeah. >> So this is the thing I was going to say is that once again, this is a classic episode of, I don't know what the fuck we're getting ready to go into. I mean, I get an idea of what we're, I mean, I'm not totally oblivious to it anymore, but I just, but every single one of these have you read of the three that we're reading today. >> I don't know if I've read or listened to, yes. >> Yeah. >> Give us the three that we're reading. >> The three that we're reading are Bubby the Clown, Rapprat, and Jeff the Killer versus Slender Man. >> Jeff the Killer versus Slender Man, I'm very, very excited. >> It's exactly whatever you're thinking right now, it's exactly what it's going to be. >> It's always nice to go down memory lane with those boys. >> They've been such the old team, the fellas. Slender Man, I feel like it's been, I know Jeff the Killer is very infamous on the channel and like that's like, I would say the big, the, I think that was the second video we ever did. >> It was the second video and definitely I think like probably the biggest warning sign for the future. >> Yeah. It was also the first story we ever read because in the original Stairs in the Woods we just talked about it, remember? >> Oh, sure. Yeah, yeah. >> So it's technically the first story we ever read. >> You can think, Jeff the Killer for the show, Mad of which we have now, so that's, that's very nice. The, but I do love these episodes where you have had some kind of history with it. I come and kind of blind and we get to like, you know, live in those worlds. But also too, we've been reading some bangers lately. >> We've read some really good stories. >> So this is, I need a nice detox. I need something that's going to be-- >> I'm getting a little scared. >> Yeah. >> Too many good ones back to back. But I'm going to try, this episode, I'm really going to try to put myself in the perspective of a child fresh on the internet looking at these, like, I'm looking at the website here. >> Nightmares tales to curtelyourblood.blogspot.com, and it's a jack-a-lantern with a rusted graphic in the back. There's some scarecrow stuff. But then we're going back 10 plus years. >> I mean, honestly, a lot of the times these, especially with younger audiences, it wasn't even the story that freaked people, like, I was afraid of Jeff the Killer when I was a kid, not because of the story, but the picture. >> Yeah, the image. >> Yeah, I would see that all the time at night and get freaked out. And the story was, like, set dressing really. It was a lot of the time, I feel like these stories were written as an explanation to the photograph. Like, they would have the creepy photo, and then someone would write a story about the photograph. >> Yeah, yeah. >> That's what happened with Slender Man, correct? >> Slender Man. Got that a lot because it was originally a picture posted. I wasn't even something awful, but we talked about it in the video, maybe wrong. And then, like, laughing jack, I think that was the same way, stuff like that. So it's just like an explanation for why this creepy picture exists or whatever. So we're getting into that. >> I like that these stories, too, are just literally 50ccs of a child's fear, put into a syringe and shot into the veins. There's really no critical thought behind what's happening. It's just kind of like, you know what's fucking scary, a clown, and they're just like fucking bubby. >> I think of bleach. >> Yeah. >> I imagine that also it could not have been a better childhood. Loving parents, and they're just like fucking bubby, the clown coming here, fucking killing me. >> Yeah. >> That would be so scary right now. >> Yeah. Dante, look at this. >> I don't want him. >> Yeah, I fucking push. >> It's definitely a rich kid's name. >> Yeah, Dante. >> Yeah. >> Dante. >> Yeah. >> My friends Dante, my name is Leviticus. >> Yeah. >> They both play. We both go to Catholic high school or Catholic middle school, play football. >> Leviticus. >> Yeah, it's pretty much what's happening. But before we hop into it, just want to shout out the Patreon that we got, patreon.com/creepcast. We did authored interviews. We did when we say, I don't know when these are coming out, so I'm just going to keep saying the Imperial Invective. It was a really fun conversation. It's a fun one. So, if you want to hear from the author's perspective, I definitely think I want to get Marcus. >> Yes. >> Marcus on the phone and do an author interview with him. I don't know if this has come out yet, but we used to live here, a story that we did was fucking phenomenal, so be expected in the future. And also, we do read bonus stories as well. So if you're looking for extra content, if you just can't get enough here, consider going there because you can get some more. And then also, lastly, if you're listening to this on audio. >> Hey. Oh my God. Thank you so much for listening to this on audio. I want you to do my favorite baby real quick. I want you to turn the trouble all the way down and beg and train her and turn the base all the way up. Thank you so much, darling. Why don't you go ahead and take your pretty fingers and give us a nice little rating on Spotify or Apple Podcast or even maybe YouTube music wherever you listen to this. >> Thank you, hugs and kisses, a damn, you bet you wonder how long this is going to go on for. Well, you'll never know because you're listening and you're not watching hell. I might just do this the whole day. >> We should actually do an hour and a half long first shut up for it, that was it. >> You shut it. >> And I got to say, I appreciate you because I saw a couple times you wanted to interject and you didn't. You held true. So thank you. >> Sometimes you just got to let the fever pass. >> You got to do a Garth Brooks, Thunder Roll. >> That's the one where you get some molested by the old woman. >> There's a Garth Brooks song where you get some molested by an old woman? >> The one that summer, that summer's the name of the song. >> I don't know. >> Garth Brooks. >> Well, I really only know the two songs, Thunder Rolls and Low Places. This is the two Garth Brooks songs. >> All right, without further ado, we're going to go back in time. Take us back in time, Isaiah, with Bubby the Clowns. >> Taking you back to Bubby the Clown. This is a story about Bubby the Clown. Bubby wasn't like other clowns. He was evil, cruel, and disgusting. He was a demon. He was also a cannibal. Damn. >> I just thought, fucking, I'm a spurtion, this is what the fuck are out of the top. >> I don't think that if he was a demon, he wouldn't be a cannibal. He would look funny and cute, like most clowns that come to children's birthday parties were at the circus. That's so he can get his prey. Eventually, he would turn on you, turn it into a monster that is unstoppable. His teeth would grow long, sharp, and pointy, with gums torn and black. His fingers turned into claws, all bloody and crooked and broken, looking, but all bloody and crooked and broken looking, but can still slash you. His clothes become torn and old and dusty, like they were locked in the attic for years. He keeps a wide, bloody smile and his eyes turn black. His makeup becomes smeared and you can see wounds and open sores on his face. He was uncomfortable to look at. >> He had hepatitis C, and maybe even AIDS. >> This guy definitely has a, what's the one that gives you the face blisters? >> Herpes? >> Herpes, yeah. >> Every STD that's ever been. >> He had all of them. >> That'd be a scar. >> That would be scary. >> That would be a scary clown. >> Yeah. >> Yeah. >> Yeah, bubbly clowns like, you know. >> If the boots, what is it? If the boots are knocking, or what is it? If the house is rocking, or don't come out? >> If the boots are rocking, don't come in knocking. >> Yeah. >> If I'm fucking, don't interrupt me. >> I mean, yeah. >> Just cut through the fat on that one. >> He would cause many cases of missing people in murderers, but yeah, no one knows that it's a demonic cannibal clown, causes all this. That is the verbiage that was used, exactly. >> Good. >> Everything that he causes is a mystery. >> Yeah. I like how you just told me exactly what he does, and he's just like, but you wouldn't know that. >> That's a mystery. >> Secret. >> The people that survive and escape his attacks often suffer being traumatized and depressed along with many wounds. Some people even have to go to mental hospitals. Some people lose arms and legs. Or get deformed faces from Bubby's attacks. But mostly, no one survives his killings. >> But pretty much, no one survives. >> There's a lot of people that survive, cause there's a lot of details of what happens sometimes. >> I do like to have a child's thought is not, you know, a lot of people die. But even when you do survive, you go to insane assignments, because you're so crazy. >> That's how messed up you are. >> You have. >> It's of how scary he is. The gif of the guy riding with the quill and the fire's going he's like holy fuck. >> But mostly, no one survives his killings. Bubby would clot your skin, leaving deep scratches. He would bite off your flesh, taking off the muscle with the flesh too, where you can see the bone. He will crush your bones and tear apart your insides. He likes to eat your face first. The tongue and eyes are his favorites. >> Soon he starts tearing apart your torso, eating away at your stomach, intestines, heart and lungs. >> You think Bubby eats ass? >> By cause and effect probably. >> Bubby, yeah. Bubby eats ass. And yeah, the kid riding just like, how horrific. He also eats your butt. But some people like that when Bobby does that only after the insane asylum. Those people are definitely insane asylum. Bobby doesn't usually talk, but when he does, he loves me like this doesn't happen, but if it does happen, when he does his voice is deep and warped, you can't normally understand what he is saying, but what you can hear is some language that is very inhuman, like hell's language, and it's nothing cliche like I am six six six or something like that. Really no one can make up what Bobby says, I love that love that, it's not like it's not like that some hell, I'm just some child has no idea what Spanish sounds like and he's just like, who even knows what those words mean? It sounds like hell. That's all I know. He doesn't, he doesn't say all the stuff in the movies like hell, Satan or six six six, he says some other stuff like no, he says no, it says no one understands some other stuff that's kind of like hell, he says some others, it's so scary. You couldn't even imagine it. He says some really scary stuff. You try to think about it, you get too scared to go, you get scared and you go to insane asylum. Do you think some people, I think you want funny as he commits to a really horrifying thing, whether he makes it indecernable and I'm wondering if it's because a child is getting scared actually riding this, oh, geez, but you shouldn't worry about that. Okay, Bobby is full with evil, Bobby is something no one wants to encounter, Bobby is drunk on four locus, Bobby is full of it. That's just a kid's dad is running about, yeah, Bobby usually lives deep in the woods, sometimes hunting on animals or resting, waiting for the time to prey upon more humans. Bobby is also very tall about nine feet, that seems like a crucial detail, the Lord. It's like, yeah, he shows up looking normal at birthday parties, a nine foot. Some people report seeing a very disturbing clown walking around town. Some of you may have read or watched even King's it, but this clown isn't like Pennywise. He is more horrific than Pennywise love that I love that so funny. He's not like Pennywise because he's way fucking creepier than Pennywise. This kid got creeped out by it, and it's like, oh, it's even scarier than Pennywise. It is definitely not fun to play with. This is a kid who's just like someone's like, yeah, well, I'm as strong as Goku. Yeah, well, I'm actually stronger than Goku, I have an anti goku suit that makes Goku not touch me back and kill me. Yeah. So actually, I didn't hit me. I'm actually still alive. Yeah. Go home. I remember playing like Army with kids and stuff, and it would be like, there'd be that one kid that's like, I'm actually indestructible and bullets don't hurt me. You was the thing about you playing army that I would assume as a kid. What? Is that you would never do any of the battles. You would be the person who folds up the flag and delivers it, delivers it to the family. You're such a, you're such a crazy shot. You deliver it. You deliver it to a teacher. Crazy shot. It's moving out. That was like, you two, the youth guys are like, I just dropped. Tiny Isaiah, fat ass lips, gleaming eyes, folded flag, perfectly looking for staying, handing it to your, like handing it to your math teacher. I'm sorry for your loss. Like, like, go fuck on the mic bars. That's such a crazy pull to just have in your pocket. Yeah, I loaded the full clip right there just straight through the heart. That was crazy. Was it accurate? Did you do that? No. No, no, we did not have folded flags. I would take it very seriously. I remember. I imagine you would just like reenacting every war movie I've seen and stuff like that. Oh, there you go. I got super into air stuff too. Oh, yeah. Every kid has to go through the airsoft phase. Oh, I loved it. I loved it. Your friends back here. If my dad got so mad, because you'd be mowing, you know, the sudden fucking tiny babies would shoot up from the grass. The thing. It's somebody. Oh. You're sitting at like a wave, a way stronger velocity than a gun would. Did you ever have the CO2? I only ever had like, the spring ones. I had CO2 in the electric, like, I got the electric ones. I got into it enough that for a while I went to like, uh, the big events they would have. There was a YouTuber back in the day. I was so jealous of whenever I first started watching YouTube, like my friend's house and stuff. They could go over there and he'd like, check this out. And we were so stoked on it. But it was like this Russian guy kid who was just like a sniper. Mm-hmm. Airsoft. I have the POV cameras, like the scope cameras. Yeah. He put like a, like a camcorder from a store on top of it. And it was so sick. But the, I always wanted to go to one of those places because it was like, it was like an abandoned area, but the, the, the, the, the courses are whenever it seems so fucking sick. I've gone to a few of those now as adults, like with, is Airsoft still around? Yeah. So there's big groups that do it now. So there's like one called Milsim West, where they will like take like, uh, the place where we shot stalker, the abandoned nuclear power, but they'll, yeah, they'll rent that place out. And they will get so into it that there's like two sides with like commanders and stuff who will plot out on a map and have like, you move your unit here. Your group. You're on with, uh, paintball, uh, well, it's, it's the realism for one because with Airsoft, you can use actual kit and like stuff like that. And you can, like paint balls, so dependent on the gas and like the paint after the balls fly certain bars, it spins out. So I guess it's more accurate. So it's then just kind of cosplaying that you're using like the weapon, like you're just like, oh, I just like the way this looks or whatever. It's more about the cosmetic. Yeah, there's a bunch of guys I know who are like cops and stuff who will like wear their kit and they'll try it out there and be like, well, I found out today that running this falls off. So like they can use their actual stuff because I will say the, uh, the thing with paintball, like I mean, the profession, like the competitive paintball thing, whatever the inflatable stuff, it would be sweet to go through and like, I just like the act you can actually see, and I'll say like, oh, fuck. I got hit. Yeah. But also, I mean, those, those fucking things get pretty crazy too. Oh, yeah. Yeah. It would be expensive though. I mean, like the amount of like actual balls be crazy. I don't know how expensive the beads are though. They're, they're like nothing. They're really like diminishing at, at those big events, like the huge ones. They'll have like vehicles going around with like these mounted machine guns on top. That's too much. So you've got to lie. That's entirely too much. I had a buddy at one. That's, that's, that's almost, that's embarrassing. They'll have, uh, can you imagine having, I'm like, it's a, a humvee. Oh, they'll do it with APCs, like the full military troop. I bet you, here's another thing too. I bet you fucking anything. People who are heavy into nerf, I bet you they talk major shit on airsoft. I'm sure. Oh, I'm positive. Can you imagine me? There's no way nerf guys let the nerfs just sit there like airsoft stuff. I assume you're like, I'm, you know, you don't collect the beads, whatever. Yeah, yeah. Right. So, but the nerf guys, they in a way, those motherfuckers are letting those things just sit around on the ground. Oh, no, they're going to put them up, put them in their nerf mesh thing. Now, see, I don't know why, but this is hypocritical, but a humvee with a nerf thing on it, infinitely cooler. Well, I, at one time, so in, in like the big airsoft events, they'll use like airsoft grenades and like civilian flashbang. I've seen those. They do like that. Yeah. And they'll shoot everywhere. And there's someone like a big pop to them. My buddy, one time was at one of these events, and there was a vehicle facing the other way, shooting at guys in a building and he stuck around, he pulled a grenade and threw it into the turret. So it landed inside with everyone. And here. Yeah. There's still been some airsoft stuff, even in my age now, there's been some stuff where I'll be looking at my computer like, and this is me whenever it's like going complete animal mode. Yeah. And it's like cool. Yeah. It's whatever it's the thing when they do the tip lights up and then they have a little bit of haze come out of it. Yeah. Yeah. Like the gas stuff and things like that. Yeah. I think it's fun. I like doing it. I mean, it's like, I mean, okay. Thank you. I like shooting guns and stuff like that, obviously. And it's cool to go somewhere where it's like, nah, like sure, they're airsoft. We know it's not real, but it's like now you can like shoot at each other. And it's like, whatever you're into, I mean, I don't know why the fuck wouldn't you do it. I mean, yeah, big ass locations. Yeah. It's more lame when it's just like we went to the park. At least, yeah, yeah. Yeah. Like an abandoned. I mean, that's cool. Yeah. That's what you should do. You need to do airsoft video, dude. You're getting a full, full outfit. I, that, that thing back of the day, him sitting there, he always say, what's up guys? He always say, the rushing guy, what's up guys? You know, they're, they're like game at sometimes and you'd find it funny. Like there was this one event. My buddy was showing me a video of where, so like, if you die, you have to go back to a place and you respawn with like, you know, the next wave or whatever. So they were like, all right, we're doing this operation. And a group of guys was like, we want to, we want to simulate that it's like, we're jumping out of a plane or whatever. So like, we get dropped in the field, so they rented a U-Haul. This was in like 2 a.m. They rented a U-Haul and everyone was just standing in the back of the U-Haul and they're driving and the dude opens the door and someone up front is like, is it going to stop? And they're like playing some stop out. So like this truck's going like 30 miles an hour and they just start pushing people. I can't, I can't say for sure. And I can't. This is just speculation. But if I was a woman sitting there, I mean, it would, I would be so dry. Watching, watching grown men, like very sluggishly jump out of a U-Haul and be like, look, look, look, look, how many, how many sprained ankles were there? The video's funny because it's complete dark, but you can see in the the red light of the tail lights someone like fallen a few feet Look there's a few things that like I know there's a whole argument like everything guys Jews for girls and stuff There's a few things for the boys for the boys for the boys. That's one of them Bobby the clown By the way, Bobby's 9 feet tall in his way scary. Yeah, he's way scared the people like I'm lost in the story You got it. That's all you need to know please watch out and don't trust clowns Because that clown knew me may act all funny and sweet, but he's probably buggy Waiting to get his chance to feed off you could I tell if he's 9 feet tall He may act all sweet Who knows maybe Bobby's watching me write this maybe Bobby is watching you read this Maybe it's Bobby who is writing this so are you afraid of clowns? That's awesome, you know, I will say there is a certain magic I love the idea of a child reading this and just being like writing this Put it on the world and I know for a fact people were hyped on this. Oh I'm sure scared shitless great world building. Yes, what creepypasta.com great world building Wait, so who was that did I say who the author was of that? Check real quick after one of those things. I was assuming that they're all just anonymous like You know People just writing shit was is that one of them like least infamous out of the ones are reading today You think yes, all right because those are to say this next one up is from a year prior actually and it's from January 25th 2012 And this is rap rat written by Canadian cowboy. Yeah, the Bobby the clown says posted by unknown at 530 apm So they 100% just finished dinner and it ripped out. They definitely they definitely got craft mac and cheese sponge Bob cut out ones Hey, ate that and then went up. No need reason to diss Grab back at you. They're pretty good. No, no, it's amazing But this is called rap rat whenever I was talking about this with you beforehand You were like very adamant that we could not skip rap rat. Tell me give me a little context to of your personal Experience with rap rats Cuz I'm looking at this image. This is the image before it even starts the only thing underneath it says the tear begins It's just a 3d rat that looks like buzz B from the PS1 game. This was like in the midst of like all of the Like found like I found a told TV show when I was a kid or like the candle cove stuff and things like that Oh, that's right. Cuz you said this is like 1999 a bit of like home video. Okay, so this is like this is like found footage or like lost like found media Yeah, yeah, so this this was a child of likely to say maybe a little older but a child of likely the same age being like I'm gonna write one of those. I like that. Yeah, so that's what this is like The friends of the guy who wrote Bob of the clown in his class. He's like you think that's scammy Classmate. Do you think there was ever need there's ever been a kid back in like second grade who wrote one of these Which I assume they're of that age 10 to 11 or how old you are in second grade But I think you're seven in the second grade. Are you really tired? So then he's like fifth grade. Yeah, he's fifth grade Because that's also when you think you're start you know you start getting cool and stuff Yeah, our sixth grade is whenever you're like we don't have to walk in line anymore to classes I can walk freely to Michael from class to class. I have all the freedom in the world Do you think that there was ever a time when uh during a six fifth or six great thing some kid wrote a cremipostor story Like this or Bob of the clown get into his English teacher and he's just like We did if you want, but don't be yeah, but don't complain to me if you get nightmares I promise you there was where you that child Yes, did you ever so did you Was a creepy poster remember I wrote this long is in the seventh grade so I was 12 I think that's right um I had wrote this like long zombie story And there's just about who's very descriptive Like the killing and the brains explode and stuff like that Did you give it to your English teacher? And I remember my English teacher was like oh, where do you ride? You know, whatever I showed it to her and then she's like oh, that's cool. And then the next stage before class She saw me as like I just want to make sure this stuff isn't bothering you or you don't have any like scary thoughts about this Obviously I got school shooter coded. Yeah, yeah, so you you she vetted jubit if I was a teacher I mean to be fair. That's a fair assessment. Oh, yeah The scripture said that's if that's fair But I will say if I was a teacher and like a kid that young was doing stuff I'm like I'm writing this my free time. I think that's the one time where you're like this is sick You should keep writing well they were she she was like she's like I think it's great. You're riding I want you to keep going and stuff, but you're behind a she's clicking in and talking to you you're behind a plane of glass Yeah, I was it's really fun. Keep it creative Isaiah. You're just sitting like this Yeah, like I was the one circumstance where like I just saw horror stories were really cool Yeah, yeah, yeah, but if I saw a kid do that, I'd be like hey kid That or things was your teacher pretty supportive of the horror aspect I remember I would try to draw shit like I draw weird stuff in my school And they were all very like oh What is this she was supportive it is how much a quick writing I do remember she said like If we do like a something to the effect of like if we do like a class presentation like talk about something nicer It was also a Christian schools. There was like is this the teacher that uh let you read the road or was that old? No, that was in high school. High school. That was in high school if we read the road in seventh grade that they never know I've heard some people fucking give kids like especially kids that are like Oh, well, you're like you're a more advanced reader than your classmates and you're more interested in it Why don't you try this but I hear that you have to be careful with that because depending on how young you are The parents will come and be like what the fuck are you doing? Yeah, well, I remember which I guess the road that it was my junior year of high school It was my junior year of high school. I read the road the year before that my sophomore English teacher He was super into horror movies and stuff like that so him and I would talk about it And I remember for his class I wrote a few horror stuff and he was always like this is awesome You need to keep doing horror stuff. So that's cool. Yeah, that was cool I think that's got to be the only validation as a teacher is whenever It's a full circle moment where it feels like you're trying to like because I would assume no, no, no If you're a teacher in a school, do you do you go and you're like I'm applying to be a math teacher Or is it just like you have a math you have a teaching degree and they just kind of like all right This is your curriculum depends on the school Okay, yeah Well, I would assume if you're like a person you're like I'm a math teacher and I like or yeah, I'm a teacher and I'm you know, I like I've always had a fascination with math and then some other kids like oh Like seeing that actually develop and like something is actually getting through to a kid who must be The most rewarding. Well, it was that way with me with history and English classes because like the math was how to say is your teacher was probably like oh This kid actually gives a fuck. Yeah, like he would talk to me and stuff and like uh like we had like reading time or like you know We were doing homework or whatever You'd talk to me about he'd be like oh, yeah, so there's just one movie or like he would I think it was actually One of the first people that recommended love craft to me that should read and stuff like that So like spurred a lot of that early interest. I had for his class I remember we had like a writing assignment and I wrote a horror story About this crew on a submarine trapped at the bottom of the ocean and I remember he was super encouraging about like you got to keep doing this stuff So stuff like that was very a very good back in curious with the thing of especially back then I mean we're talking 10 plus years ago When this I mean this is 2012 we're talking about here When this person showed it to because it's also You mean like they're the YouTube stuff is just now breaking into the mainstream or whatever Can you imagine being a teacher being like okay Kevin be like yeah? I wrote this thing and they're like what is this and they read it and they're like oh, that's cool And they're like yeah, I don't know has 6000 up. It has 6000 likes on our website. They're like what? Like that must have been so crazy. Yeah, that kind of reaction or response and they're like what and like reading through I'm curious if any of the teachers they ever falled up and they're like this fucking kid Yeah, it's getting like tons of comments or whatever. Yeah, let me think about like Think about pain pixels He got his deal with a 24 when he was or he was in talks of it while he was a junior in high school Right, I saw that thing of him going back to his high school Media class of those his film teacher. He brought his high school film teacher to yeah, I love that was cute I got to talk to him and he was cool and everything but yeah, it came was talking about how like he would make these short films and stuff and his Teachers were the ones who encouraged him to enter in like local film film festivals and stuff At when he was like 13 14 years old. That's cool. And that's what started to get mentored and like They're like if you go back to his earliest ones on his channel They're all filmed around the school because the teachers would be like oh, yeah, use the school for a set That's what that so yeah, you gotta have it. Yeah, anyways rat rap. 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The gatekeeper talks to you. He's done as it net. And you must answer him. Answer me! Guess my gatekeeper. Like a lot of other games in the 90s, it came with a VHS which you timed with your play. The character on the video would give you instructions on what to do while you played the game in real time. Being a scary cat, I refused to play it when my mom bought it for us. My brother was disappointed about not being able to play it, but my mom had a solution. He brought out rap rap. He was a cheap, dingy little thing catered to kids my age. He went around the board, collected cheese, and the first player to reach the end would win. It seems simple enough, and since it reminded us of mouse trap, I think it's a half. Banger. Banger. Impossible to keep all the pieces. Oh. That's my favorite thing about those old games. I mean, they definitely learned because it's very wasteful, but like those old games were just like all the loosest items, just like no matter what, you were going to lose it after one time of playing. Yeah. So I wonder if that boosted sales. Well, fuck, you have to go out and get another goddamn, another mouse trap board game. No, my dad was just like too bad. I mean, you kind of used what you had. You did feel that you're like anytime ever playing one of those games with a friend they would be like, I mean, we don't have that piece, but you don't need it. Yeah. Yeah. Since it reminded us of mouse trap, there were no objections. Popped the movie into the VHS and set up the board. First part of the video was just a simple explanation of the rules as well as instructions on how the game worked. Game Rapp Ratt came onto the TV. He was, not what any of us had been expecting. My smaller brother, who was only three at the time, immediately left the room crying. The rat did not even resemble a rat. Ears were far too big. It had a mouth line with two teeth inside of which looked almost swollen. Most striking part about the thing though was its eyes. They were large, glassy, and fish-like, which I understand is a creepy looking rat in the picture, but I would say that's rat-like. He said, "No, I've a rat-like, that's pretty rat-like." I asked, then bothered, then begged my mom to turn it off. Rapp Ratt suddenly shouted loudly, screaming and whaling, saying, "Wait your turn." In a demonic, low-pitched voice, it was not at all like his normal obnoxious nasal voice. "Hey, I'm Rapp Ratt!" "Where's your fucking turn?" In the background, we could hear the narrator saying, "He's Rapp Ratt, and he's the boss." The video was indescribable. What do you want about the rest of the paragraph is describing it. If a pentagram is not mentioned, I'm going to be very sad. I'm going to get hellscapes, fire, you know, that kind of shit. He's bleeding from his eyes. Hyper-realistic eyes, of course. Images crossed the screen in quick succession. Overcut with Rapp Ratt's expressionless eyes. The images were some things I was afraid of at the time. I wasn't looking over a balcony, a horn that's slowly stinging someone's eye, an extreme close-up of a tarantula, a pit full of writhing cobras, and a bloody syringe filled with green fluid. We immediately turned the video off, and I ran out of the room screaming, slamming the door behind me, took my mom 20 minutes to convince me that the video was gone, that I would never, ever see it again. I had nightmares all week about Rapp Ratt. It was indescribable. Describes five pictures. I like one of them is a hornet stinging an eye would be kind of brutal, I don't know if I'd like to see the stinger. I like a one shot close-up of a spider. And I do love how one of them is a bloodied syringe, which you're like, oh, so it's filled blood, filled with green goo, not the goo. And yeah, if I could pull to Kevin McAllister, and he's like, that wasn't the last time I saw Rapp Ratt, but my girlfriend and I were preparing to move in together, just don't worry about it. I was cleaning out the closet of my room and found it again with the same VHS and the same board game inside. I like how it makes it seem like he's that young still he's moving in with his girlfriend. There's no, he didn't say anything of like years later or anything. This is a 13 year old just writing like, I'm going to have a girlfriend one day and I'm going to move in another. So old, I'm 15. We're going to hook up so much, it's going to be awesome. Try with, we get my driver's permit and me and my mom the passenger seat and we'll drive the movies. It was almost perfectly intact, safer, thick layer of cobwebs and dust bunnies on top of it. This was strange. Did my mother get rid of it? And what was the game doing in my room? 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Thank you to Lola Blankets for sponsoring the show, their link will be in the description and we are now back to the episode. She laughed a bit, asking if it was a joke, I shook my head and explained that it wasn't, she didn't believe me, nobody did. I decided that the only way to prove it to her was to show her the video. I borrowed my neighbor's VHS and played the video for, however, the image is a change. I saw a clown, so I was bursting in spring blood onto the screen. I saw a woman alone in a dark room, I saw a man being forced to pick up white hot metal and hold it in his outstretched hand, I'll hand to a leathery mess. I don't think that he's like doing like the Tom and Jerry scream too. Yeah, I saw a cat being chased by a mouse, getting a toe stubbed and it swolled up really big. An Anvil suddenly materialized and fell on the cat who became flat as a pancake. He then stood up, but he could still see through his flat body, waddling off. The scratching I heard as a child continued, picking up, getting louder and louder, then the rap rat showed up and began twisting and convulsing. Its arms thrusting this way and that the costume wasn't a costume anymore, it felt was real first. He's like, rap rat's having a seizure, yeah, yeah, have a bite his wallet. Its face wasn't plastic, but instead of bristle of thorns with teeth, the eyes turned in words and suddenly popped out again, rap rat's huge fish eyes were inside out, staring right at me, watching my every move, my every expression. It grin widely ingestured at my girlfriend with a single outstretched and human hand. I could hear the faint of scratching at my front door. The TV went black and showed static. The scratching got louder. It wasn't scratching anymore, but thumping, the thumping of tiny feet on wood. My girlfriend embraced me in fear and my senses kicked in. Before anything else happened, I stopped the video, ejected it and unplugged the VHS. The scratching stopped when I looked out the living room window, nothing was there. The police showed up soon after, warning us that a neighbor had seen a figure outside our door and a call in concern. My girlfriend and I simply couldn't explain what had happened and had to tell the police officer that it was us. I was furious that a children's game was terrifying me. I went to pick up the tape, but the VHS burned my hand. I felt like I touched a Bunsen burner on the highest setting. You can just say a stove, a Bunsen burner on the absolute, the absolute highest setting that GE would allow the manufacturer to do. We had to get the oven mitts from the kitchen in order to take it out. And even then it was scorching hot. I brought it outside, tossed it down on the sidewalk and crushed it with my winter boots. Afterwards my girlfriend and I had bad dreams every night. We were both wake up in the middle of the night and describe eerily similar images that we saw in our sleep. The scratching would always be there when lights were off in the room with pitch black, say for the moon light coming in through the window. Now though, it would happen every time I went near the front door and every time we said rap rat's name, it sounded as if something very small was dragging something across the ground outside of the door, pacing, waiting. Was drag is a thing very small, is rap rat the size of a rat? Yes. Yes, cheese. He's dragging cheese right, I guess, or bloody cheese. I would simply wait myself with the covers pulled up to my neck until I succumbed to exhaustion. At this point I was determined to sue the company for damages. The first thing I did was call my mother and ask where she got rap rat. She had no idea. I found a merchant who sold versions of rap rat and asked how I could get in touch with the company. He sent me this email. I don't know about the game, but I know it was created by the same people who created Night Bear. The company is called a couple of cowboys. Try them. I did a bit more research and discovered that the company became defunct in 1994, only two years after they created rap rat. I discovered why soon after. In 1992, the year of the game's development, a couple of cowboys commissioned a manufacturing company in Haiti to create the doll portrayed in the game. It's going to be voodoo, it's going to be like, it's going to be witchcraft. The company who created the puppet ran a sweatshop where they forced women and children to produce various components of the puppet, including the felt and plastic of the doll. I love the idea of just like an upstart, a company called a couple of cowboys. It's like, we'll get the slaves in Haiti to make sure that the stats are worth your nolliest, most rambunctious slave trade or sweatshop to make sense, like what's the game called? Rat, rat, yeah, if you could have all right, I should stop, but I keep doing the boys, it's going to go to a bad place because the character is a bad, bad man. One day, a young Haitian girl got her arm caught in the industrial sewing machine. The spring loader, unable to handle the weight on the machine, came loose and struck the child's neck, killing her instantly. Just want to say outside of a possess game called rap, rat, rap, that's got to happen multiple times a day. Oh, yeah, you've seen the live leak stuff, right? People just post on Twitter a video of like someone dying in an industrial process. Really? It's like, well, I guess what I'm saying is, I don't think that rat, rap has anything to do with that debt. Well, it's going to be they were making the rap rat. No, no, I'm just saying that I wouldn't, I wouldn't say it's on the curse in the real world, right? In this case, it obviously is, but still. Right, right. A few days after the funeral, the mother of the child came to the factory, demanding to see the owner who denied that he had anything to do with it. In a fit of rage, the mother said that the blood from the innocent would seep into every crevice of the doll, every component with which it was created, and the doll who touched it would die. She claimed to have summoned a fear demon and screamed at the top of her lugs. Aparat, where does you rap, rat, rap, rap, rap, it's the demon's name. Let's see. Yeah, the, yeah, aparat will curse you and I like how these Dallas cowboys, these oil barons like, you stupid bitch, let the rat on the video type, put them on the video type, we're going to make millions of this. Yeah, we're the producers of nightmare. Yeah, I also love just a slandering an actual company. Is this an actual company? Look up a couple, well, the game nightmare is real. See if a couple of cowboys are the ones who did it because that's so funny. If it's just like, oh, they hired slaves and Haiti and it's real people at a company. A couple of cowboys is the Australian interactive media and game production company. That's awesome. I think it. Yeah. I do like how they're just like, some people was just like, what is this from? Yeah. So they did slave trade. Yeah. I do. I do. They got the Australian guys and a couple of cowboys were like, what the fuck are you talking about? We made this in my mom's bedroom. Yeah. It's literally just two guys making a game company and it's like Haitian slaves. The first thing that comes up for me is board game geek, which is a legitimate four game. I love it. I love it, kid. Just care to the wind. Exactly. Well, that's a beautiful thing about children is they don't really know the real weight of anything. Yeah. So, yeah, they're just like, he said, it's a sweatshop. Yeah. And the people are like, this is, it would be so funny if the cowboy company, whatever, if they suit the child. Also, he's Canadian cowboy. Do you think he just chosen because the cowboy was in the name, the author's name is Canadian cowboy. No, I think I think that his dad, the author's dad showed him the old VHS game and he's like, that's so scary. So he just took all this real stuff and then just incorporated that like, okay. The owner simply laughed and told his corporate boss is about app or app. They spread the joke from person to person and the game was renamed rap rap again. The idea of this actual company and he's just saying that they're like the mother of this slave child who died in our factory started talking about some Haitian demon. We should name the rap from our game after that. What was the company called again? Cowboy, what? A couple of cowboys. So it looks like they did make nightmare nightmare is a game. Yeah. Yeah. Or, yeah, it was, it says nightmare is a popular interactive core video board game. And it was released in 1991 by a couple of cowboys and JW spear and sons as part of the atmosphere. Steered. He's saying, he's saying, basically, the, the founders, Brett Clements and Philip Tanner. Brett Clements and Philip Tanner were laughing at the face of a, of a, of a, of a mom who is just like, the blood is on your hands and they're just like, we're gonna call it rap, right? You're that. Do your work. And I want Brett Clements and Philip Tanner to speak to this. Is this real? They're silent speaks volumes. Wow. That's true. That we're going to get. Yeah. Yeah. The kid never. I didn't write it. Yeah. But the kid didn't put the full name of the guys. Well, that's public information. What's their dress? Go ahead, read that out. Two foot. No. A loose anagram of aparat. Each recitation of the name aparat. that, brought with it greater and greater curse, only two years after Rapprat was created, the company was shut down, and the owners hired by Mattel. There were stories of the workers begging for days off, skipping for weeks and weeks, and finding the puppet in strange places. There were also stories of suicides, of course, all creepypasta got to get it. Grim violent deaths in which the workers would stab their hands and set themselves on fire, writing, "I am fear on the nearest surface in blood. I need you fired up about that, Hunter." That's your, that's your, I know you're, I know you're trying to dox the creators of the series right now. I was trying, I was trying to, I was trying to find a, yeah, sorry. It looks like they just banded two years after making Rapprat. Four years after Rapprat. After Rapprat. After Rapprat. Yeah. Um, yes, the people get possessed and they kill themselves and write, "I am fear and blood and set themselves on fire." It's pretty cool. Pretty cool. Nobody knows where the Rapprat doll went after the original creators disappeared. Some say that the last things the victim saw before going insane were large, sunken, fish like eyes. Oh, dear God, yes. Words of warning. Never. Yeah. Number one. Ever. Number one. Say Apparat out loud. Ah, shit. Saying a demon's need out loud is an invitation to them, a calling. If you've already done this, it cannot be undone. Sorry, Isaiah. You said it too. We're in the same. Number two. Do not try to speak or to contact Apparat. I want to give him a piece of my mind. Number three. Avoid being awake between 3.30 and 4am when Rapprat is most likely to try to scare you. I love that. Don't say the name. Don't talk to him. Also, don't be awake during these times. Also, be really sure to drink warm milk and get lots of sleep during that time. They would do this all the time. They would give like a specific time that you couldn't be awake or do. Because if a kid's ever awake, because they're going to during your friends party, you're going to, if you're like, you're hanging out with your buddies, you're going to read it at that time to this day. I remember there's a creepy pasta that was like, I don't even remember what creepy pasta was, but it was like, do not turn on any electronics at 4.44 AM because that's like the witch and I are in like, if you turn on something, you're opening the gateway and stuff. And if it's like, if it's like, if I'm late at night early morning working on something and it's 4.44, I'm like, do you actually, no, I do, I do it. But it's never left. I think, I think when it hits you when you're younger, I think it's hard to escape. I think it's like, it's like a OCD thing almost at this point where it's like, well, I can't do it right now because it's 4.44 AM. The VHS is back. I thought I stomped on it, smashed it to kingdom come, but it's back. I found it in my sock drawer yesterday. This time, I was ready. A whole bunch of people have been contacting me, trying to get the tape for some sort of video from the board game. My answer to you is that it's just too dangerous. If I did that, it could very well drive you insane, scare you to death. The video and the game and wrap right itself have some sort of strange power. Wrap wrap follows me everywhere I go. I see little shadows in the corner of my eye or hear sounds coming down the hallway when I'm the only one home. If wrap right is there, it will let you know, but it will never let you see it till it's too late. Of course. I like how you're not only saying the names, but showing their faces. These are the slave traders, these are the faces of the people previous. These are the sweat. These are the quote. These are slaves answer for your crimes answer for your crimes. I did say that. A couple of cowboys. I think you're probably cool dudes. These are the only documents I have in front of me are the Haiti sweatshirt shop. Is that a fact? He's the one who presses upload on this. All of you laughed about a paid actor, also you laughed about a child's death in front of its mother. Haitian mother. Okay. It's for the Haitian mother. Yeah. So I'm more so like, you can also think of me as like a, like a news anchor, right? You don't sue the anchor for what's said on the broadcast kind of thing. He's the station. He's the network you want. So I love how the modern day thing is to not the, not say wrap wrap, but just invoking the names of the two couple of cowboys, uh, founders. Yeah. Yeah. Actually, you know, it's scary. You get cursed faster through a couple cowboys coming after you. Oh, yeah. When you find out about their shady past and Haiti again, there he is with the full names and descriptors and public information. That's crazy. It was. That's crazy. I would never say that about you too. A lot of people have been watching the normal video from the normal board game. That's the thing. Grab rat can be normal, but we'll trick you into thinking it's just a puppet and then stalk you day and night. That is wrap rat, which I love this May 11th, 221. Some username named orange scissors says this was the only pasta that actually scared me. What a time to be alive, dude. I just think it was a simpler time. I don't want to say this, the story legitimately brought me a lot of joy because it made me forget or maybe remember a thing that I forgot back in the day. Which I had a game that you play with the video. Yeah, so people have done the whole the whole spills and all this. Here we go. Asian slave factories. Couple cowboy step forward and please answer for your crimes, but watch out man. I was going to say this made me think about I did have a VHS game that played when I was younger with my grandpa called the VCR quarterback game and it was fucking awesome. It's like an NFL little board game that you got. Oh, I've so shout out shout out the VCR quarterback game. She was tied back in the day, wait a minute, wait a minute. I never knew this wrap rat was an actual game released in 1992 by the couple of cowboys. This kid straight up made all of this about an actual tabletop. What if he's right? What if he's right? What if he's saying the truth? Can we play rap rap? Is it? We should definitely play rap rap. The copy of rap rap. Red and play it. Is it a coincidence that they shut down four years after they're in such a or actually four years after making that one game? Not at all. This is the board game and that video showing I thought that was like a fan project. That is the actual promotion VHS that's like connected to VHS game. That's crazy. Yeah. It's a board game with a VHS player. I didn't know that either. I did not. I've known this story for over a decade and I never knew that. That's crazy. I am on eBay and I do not see a copy of it. We'll have to find it online. There's probably one online. Find it. We got to play it. All right. So this is leading us all, though, too, and I was it's gotten, you know, rap rat was interesting. It did unveil horrible things happening in Australia and Haiti. That was very important. I think that we're going to go up next to Jeff the killer versus cylinder man. And before we even go into this, Isaiah, which also these are all in the same time period by the way. 2012 and 2013. The hot one is here. I want to ask you a question in a fight who wins, Jeff the killer or cylinder man. Uh, cylinder man, cylinder man is like an eldritch ancient entity. Jeff the killer is a kid who has a facial scar. Oh, Jeff the killer, I think would I'm going to bat for Jeff the killer here. Jeff the killer is living off of rage and being an outcast. Yeah. He's a dude. Slinter man just fucking stands there, dude. He has a dude. Okay. I don't think I don't think a cylinder man could take the burning like Jeff did. Jeff was burnt almost a lot. Slinter man is like a like a timeless cryptid thing still dies, dies to Jeff the killer. I'm going to adapt to magic, the gathering meme, dies to doom's blade, whatever Jeff the killer dies to Jeff the killer is going to be my new thing for that. That can't be that good because he dies to Jeff the killer. There's also the Jeff the killer versus slender man epic rap battle. Is it good? Well, actually, um, fight marker made it and he's actually pretty self aware and like makes funny jokes and stuff. So it's probably funny. Oh, fight marker. He's the YouTuber that made the rap battle. Oh, I know. I know that one's funny. You I know that there are usually it's like jokes, right? Well, sometimes, sometimes people take it too seriously. Oh, wow. Yeah. But I mean, I'm sure that that one is this and I say this in a way that is me almost trying to will it into existence. Is this going to be sexual fan fiction? No. There may be some like some like panted breaths. There was a lot of Jeff the killer and all kind of slender man's fan fiction that wasn't there. Oh, yeah. Absolutely. I'm disappointed that you have not brought that up to me. And I'm disappointed that no one brought it up to you multiple time. No, no, no, no. That I'm saying that we've read it. We've brought it to to the table to be like, let's read the number of times that you have wanted to read actual smut is alarming. I legitimately think a funny and it would be horrific would be if we did a smut talk. Can you imagine how uncomfortable I would be during that? I think we'd be pretty good. I'd see, but it would be one of the scariest recordings. I couldn't read it. I can't I can't set there and be like, he beat his beat for you. I'm sure you would actually be very funny actually having all that you trying to hear you do a little Texas two step around, all that phrasing would be pretty funny actually. It would just be like the thing, the thing, the thing, the member into her whole, her orifice, yeah, to her and to her orifice. Yeah, make it sound like it's a, you know, morph. Yeah. Sounds like a fun start. Drag up. Yeah. Yeah. Gwarf. All right. You want to do Jeff the killer for cylinder? You have to kill her versus cylinder. And currently, ladies and gentlemen, you'll be happy to know that this has an 8.48 stars out of 10 from 4,000 votes. Okay. Yeah, quite a bit. Yeah, that doesn't surprise me. Jeff the killer versus slender man. The dark wet alley was slightly illuminated by Sarah's cell phone light. She shined it every few seconds to see where she was headed. Does it say who wrote it actually? No, whatever. It, at least on the website, it doesn't say here. Maybe a blessing. Her eyes scanned the darkness and she shook crazy like a couple of hours. What it, what had happened to her last night was a mystery. She thought back, back to the bar, she just came in with some friends. Just a fun night out. Nothing could have happened. Or so she thought. Now she was trembling, walking from building to building a three in the morning. Again, she thought back that everything was a blur. She passed an old, ready motel in a pub. Sarah made her way to the outskirts of her neighborhood where at a heavily wooded area. She walked, she clenching her eyes, shut tight for moments at a time. She clenching her eyes. She clenching her eyes, shut tight for moments. It's not, I mean, a second draft would be a lot too exact. I'm going to assume here, because what we assume so far in the past is that usually when it's in this, in this vein, this is 100% a teenage girl writing the story. And this is going to be something where she probably gets attacked by cylinder manage. Just the killer saves her is what is what I'm going to go. No, I think where it's a versus it's going to be like a Freddie versus Jason thing. And this is the victim. Both of them have picked. So they fight. They run into each other that way. I think they might go into a round where he's just like, you know, like he doesn't want to save them. They pick a good one. Yeah, yeah, yeah. She was huddled into her coat for warmth. This is the rain covered her for what seemed like an eternity. Just as her eyelids took cover of her eyes, something shined out of the corner of her vision. She instantaneously flashed her eyes open once again and her pupils became wide. She looked around, nothing stood out in the blackness and rain. She spun around and continued her way back, hoping she would make it home. She steadied her surroundings. She remembered a shortcut that she took as a kid when playing hide and seek with her childhood playmates and involved climbing through the woods. Gold woman hesitated, but came to the decision that anything that would get her to her warm home quicker is the better way. Sarah headed toward the forest, she made her way in. The first tree she laid eyes on had been marked. What was on marked on the tree mystified her. Looked like a circle with an X inside. Dude, I think I just fucking nailed this. I'm telling you, is she's going to get attacked by Iceland, and then Jeff is going to come and save her. And he's going to be like, it won't happen again. It's like a twilight thing like what I've seen, or at least that's what's been said. There was like the very fame. There's like the funny post for that one girl made there. She's like the new girl at Creepypasta high school. And then like it seems like girls back in the day like the idea of the bad boy. The bad boy who's also just like whatever. He can't show him. He can't be. He can't show his emotion. They can fix him, right? They can fix him. Like Edward Colin or whatever. That's why I was saying the twilight thing. Yeah, that's the twilight thing. He has to use his powers to protect her from the bad man. But he's just like, stay away from me. Yeah, you wouldn't want me. I'm damaged. I'm so, I'm so damaged. I'm so, I'm broken. I'm so broken. I'm a monster. You wouldn't. My skin listens in the. I also think they didn't really process what a burned victim. No, of course not. Yeah. Have you seen the fan drawings of Slender? He's hot. Yeah, exactly. He's buffed. So the Jeff the killer. I'm sure a lot of. I'm sure a lot of young girls discovered a lot of things for drawing those for the first. He said that I saw one where it was like him like lifting up his great hoodie. And he like has like like a glue. Yeah, like the the V going down to his cock, whatever and like abs. And he said you can imagine the young, the young girl like artists like drawing for the first time. She's like, what if I? A little more detail. Yeah, that's good. She knew nothing of its origin remaining. So she just assumed this was some kind of gang symbol or something of the sort. A gang symbol of it. I don't know what that is. It's probably gangs. Making her way into the forest. She recalled the fun time she had as a kid. She thought to herself out loud. I missed those times. Back when the world was a bot. Voice trailed off. Sarah heard the loud crack of a tree branch off in the distance behind her. Terrified, she began running through the woods and she soon became lost. She continued on anyway, hoping for a way out. Her lack of caution quickly resulted in her leg being caught on in the airline route. And she fell to the ground attempting to get up, cost her even more pain. She twisted her ankle. Somebody, please. Help me. Crunching of leaves became present again. She attempted to just stand up and run once again, but her injury kept her in one place. She clinched her eyes shut out of out of fear. And as she opened them again, a tall white man dressed in a suit stood before her. She had become visually impaired to the side of this man. She began screaming in terror, but was soon silenced by the slender, pale man that stood before her in the dark. Four o'clock, but once was a young boy. Now was a cold-blooded psychopath. Jeff the killer. I just finished not like you're getting fired up about it. I just finished what he called his daily rounds, the slaughtering of innocent people. This was almost all that flooded Jeff's mind. Each rag to speed up the wet cement as he entered, what he had called his home for years. Jeff stepped foot into a world of tragic memories, clutching two whiskey bottles in hand. Jeff had become a drunken killing machine. Hell yes, riding, riding, riding, Jeff is an alcoholic is so sick. Yeah. Oh, yeah. He's also still like 14. He has, he has the little plain bottles of liquor. Oh, fuck, I can't fucking sleep. It's like, it's like depending on the story, what kind of Jeff you get. Because there was like, it depends, it depends on what kind of one girl writes. Exactly. Well, I can Jane the killer, right? It's like she's perfect and beautiful or whatever, but Jeff killed her family. Now she's going to stop him kind of thing, right? Yeah. And like, she like kills everyone in the research stuff like that. I like the idea, though, of Jeff, no consequences. A through line of just being like, by the way, Jeff is an alcoholic, that just needs to stay. I love the idea of a like, you can write, and you can be like, yeah, I killed like 40 people, and like, there's blood in their dine. Anyway, they left. It's like, you just do cares. Just like keep whatever you want to happen. Yeah, no way to touch. That's why I love you about the whole thing of like, Jeff just got done murdering a bunch of fucking innocent people. It's like, there's no, you don't really, you're not even saying about that. You could say, you could say he killed all of England. Okay. Yeah, you can just kill a bunch of screaming children there crying, and it was totally fucking pathetic and lame. Yeah. Yeah. And he drinks all the time. And he's fucking drunk. He smokes cigarettes and he picks me up from school. How many picks people up from school? His brain was filled with the scent of murder. One thought that did cross his psychotic mind had been there since day one. As the rain hit the weary house, Jeff began to recall the night in which he slaughtered his entire family. He chuckled at the thought. If it wasn't for his insanity, he may have thought about regret. Remorse for taking the lives of the people he once loved, but that wasn't possible at this point. Jeff was out for one thing and one thing only death. 506 in the morning. He took another swig at his alcohol. Wait, so she's been sitting there. They've been looking out for an hour and six minutes. It was four in the morning when this first started. Now it's 506. What the fuck am I saying? I think what they try to do is they try to go back and be like, oh, walking up to the woods. Jeff was drunk and walking around now back to present. Yeah. Yeah, it's not even that time yet, because he's still not there yet. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. What the fuck am I sitting here for? Jeff buzzed as he got up to make it. Can you do like a sexy Tumblr guy voice? As he got up to make his way into the night, he swerved a bit and took another check at his whiskey. The alcohol hit his warm, bloody lips and he felt an odd sensation. A sudden urge had hit him. He stood in the room, gazing out of the forest beyond the house. Jeff checked his pockets, cigarettes, a lighter, and of course his knife. Yes. There's a little bit of blood going to my penis. They gave me slightly chubbed up. Yes, chef. Well, they did. They did. They're, it's hints of that, though, because there's hints of that, because he felt an odd sensation. On the urge ahead him, on urge ahead him, gazed to the floor, but yeah, the alcohol hit his warm, bloody lips. I mean, like that within itself is a little nod. I mean, yeah. Yeah. I mean, there's like, there's obviously like, it's sexy, but it's never about. It's. No, no, it'll never, it'll never go that way. Yeah, but it's sexy. I'm sure there are some, there's a hundred percent of some very graphics. How many I accidentally stumbled across back when I was looking. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I'm practicing, hey, practicing that, practicing that, that flag fold in your room to it. Like, listen to narrators, listen to narrators online like this. Practice seeing that flag. This thing that flag, what a crazy. So disrespect man. That's such, if that wasn't so clever. That wasn't so funny. I'd be mad. Don't come in here. Yeah, don't come in here. Jeff knew that something wasn't right. The feeling he got was a mix of the urge to kill again and something far different than what he had ever felt before. He stormed out of his home into the cold wet night. Jeff was now in a dark street. His only light source being a lamp illuminating the road. The rain still pouring hit Jeff's back. He started to move in the direction of the forest. He struggled a bit. His alcohol consumption, that night have been extremely high killer approach the desolate forest. Before he entered, he took a quick glare to his left. Jeff was not far from his cemetery. He trembled towards it. A thought blew into his mind, almost like the wind on a breezy afternoon. The last piece of his family was only feet away, and it beckoned him. He moved his feet away from the forest, and towards the graveyard, slowly Jeff walked, yet he tripped a few times, spainting the short distance. He approached a grave. Jeff graced it with the rotten odor of death, his jacket being covered in the blood and remains of his victims. Jeff simply gazed at the cold slap of granite. His vision was too distorted to make out any sort of words, because of this, he stood and stared. Jeff's insides began to feel uneasy, and his throat became dry. Same feeling, just minutes before. Jeff stumbled back to the forest, while trembling towards the woodlands. His eyes wandered to a tree a few feet farther out than the others. What looked like a small, grayish piece of paper could be seen hanging by a nail. His eyes blurry, he was unable to read it. Of course, it's one of the slender pages yet. He took no attempt either, and crept into the darkness slowly, almost as if he recognized his place as if it were his true home. Squeezing his two bottles of whiskey, he studied the forest in a drunken haze. Jeff admired the darkness, he reminded him of a black hallway, one where the murderer could easily slash the necks of his victims without being seen. As he continued walking, Jeff became in a way, infatuated. The empty blackness swirled around him, muttering to himself, an unrecognizable chibberish, he continued to trot. Something felt a bit odd. Crunching of leaves seemed too loud to account for only one person. Jeff felt as if something was lurking beyond his line of sight. "Who's there?" At a button. Hell yeah. At a button's of noise could be heard, but nothing out of the ordinary. The chirps of crickets grew louder as Jeff studied his surroundings. As Jeff announced this, a quick rustling from a nearby bush could be heard. He slashed at it before the sound could come to a silence on its own. Jeff then saw what was hidden out of sight the entire time. Jeff proclaimed as a rodent scurried from the leaves. After he'd seen what hit in the bush, he continued his midnight stroll. The rain crashing against his back came to a slow stop. His vision was becoming very blurry and a loud noise was growing within his head. What could be heard was just a figment of Jeff's insane imagination. For the woods were completely silent. He tampered around, dragging his feet, and cursing at the almost unbearable noise. Nothing like it had pierced his ears was such discontent before. The noise that drowned Jeff slowly became absent. From the pain, Jeff fell to a tree. Both bottles that were once clenched into his hands fell to the ground. One crashed against the bark and shattered everywhere. The crack of glass had viciously dragged Jeff back into consciousness. As his eyes re-adjusted to the darkness once more, the blurriness was magnified as Jeff saw a white, overlike object hovering above him. His eyes quickly focused from shock, but what had been in front of him a few seconds ago was nowhere to be found. What the fuck was that? Jeff chuckled at his own remark, his mind playing tricks on him. "Now I know that I know, damn rad." He hastily came to the conclusion that something had to be lurking in the darkness, following him from a distance. "That's it. I'm done playing games. Where the fuck are you bastard?" Jeff screamed at the top of his lungs in hope of some kind of response. He was answered abruptly. As he started walking again, he felt the slightest tingle on his neck. "That's not the damn ear of fucker. Get the hell out of the bushes before I decide to fuck you up." Jeff felt wild at this point. Nothing about this place was right. But. Why is he even trying to reason? Didn't he just get that murdering people earlier? Why would he not just go in there? 'Cause he's. Like, whatever it is, almost made him pass out. You know, it's not just a person. I thought it was him being drunk. Was it not it? Oh, so. He saw the thing. He was trying to use his powers on him. He was like. Yeah. Yeah. Exactly. Yeah. So he knows it's something supernatural. Exactly. You got it. "Come out of your mother fucker." Yes. "So what's dined night?" The. So I think earlier, 'cause I thought the way it read is Sarah fell in the woods and then Jeff was standing over her, 'cause it hard-cut to Jeff, but no, I think it was slender. And then it cut back to Jeff. That's what it was. Jeff at this moment. So wild at this point. Nothing about this place was right, but he was enjoying every minute of it. Swiftly pulled a shining blade from his coat pocket and began slashing at trees in the darkness. "Come out. Come out, bitch." "No hiding now." "I'll cut every last tube of Barton's to slit your throat." Jeff pointed his knife towards a tall, thin tree protruding from the left of his vision. Stabbed. He was astonished to see that on direct contact, the tree or what he thought was a tree. Faded away into the darkness in a matter of milliseconds. Not knowing what to do, he glanced quickly towards his right and stabbed at the black of night. He peered out into the wood and saw not what he had expected. What stood before the psychotic boy was an extremely tall, thin man dressed in a clean black suit. This was all that Jeff could make out at the time. The rank caused Jeff's sight to become immensely distorted. Jeff's eyes had cleared again and he quickly began to observe the man. He was emaciated, his face pale, almost pure white in color. As Jeff studied the face, he soon came to notice the lack of facial features on this man. This thing's face was completely empty, no eyes, nose or mouth, just a white blink head. This may Jeff feel a bit uneasy and he soon broke out into a laugh. Although it sounded, Jeff soon addressed the figure before him, me do the lines, hold on, I need to do a corpse husband. So you were the bastard chasing me through the woods, huh? Jeff stared at the blackness once more. You know, I don't know what the hell you are, but you kind of remind me of myself. You've got the nice white face, but all you're missing is a smile. Jeff, I love my job. Jeff began laughing uncontrollably at the same ocean, yet he was stopped. Jeff's ears were assaulted by static and he fell to the ground. He was shrouded in complete darkness as he clinched his ears for mercy. The figure, Jeff earlier questioned, was now causing Jeff extreme pain. Well, well, the place where as I should have been staring directly into Jeff's, at that point, Jeff snapped. He broke free of the pain, drew his knife once more, and began slashing. Each one of his moves were futile, as the man moved around in no time at all, almost as if he were teleporting from place to place to avoid the attacks. The tall man began to fight back. Jeff had just now begun to notice the tendrils hanging from the back of his shaker. Oh yeah, they grabbed the Jeff and his response was to swing his knife at each that came near him. Jeff managed to silence what seemed to be an arm. In almost an instant, the limb quickly grew back into place. What had just happened to Stonest Jeff, he felt almost as if the man was a tall tree and his tendrils simply branches. Jeff fled from the forest, knowing that there was no way he would be able to fight whatever his adversary truly was, and what seemed to be his home territory. Jeff rushed from his attacker and found himself at the same place where he had entered. What the hell? To the right of him lie the cemetery, open space. As he ran past the trees, he noticed one that lie away from the others, the same tree from before. He ran to it out of instinct and read the note he had seen from a distance before. Note, do not enter these woods at night, a tall man has been spotted in the area recently. Some call him the Slender Man, but wear and enter at your own risk. Whatever the being that had stalked him in the woods before was referred to as Slender Man, the name fit perfect with the description of the tall white figure. Jeff hurried, Jeff hurried towards the graveyard, where he waited for his foe, wielding a sharp bloody knife, Jeff's wishes had been granted as the Slender Man approach from the woods, it seemed as if it was hesitant to leave its home court. Despite its hesitance, it left the area anyway and quickly rushed towards Jeff. The psychopath instinct started to come back and he jumped towards the tall man. Jeff was quickly grabbed by his enemy and rode against a nearby tree. Jeff proceeded to swing again at the tendrils that had grabbed him. He was able to slash at one of the Slender Man's main arms, blood oozes from the deep cut, the white figure showed no emotion, and began snatching at Jeff once again. As he continued to smash Jeff against trees, slabs of rock, Jeff's knife slipped from his grip and fell to the ground with Jeff, colliding with the ground, Jeff's knife slid into his own stomach in a matter of seconds. poured from the wound, and soon the ground was covered in a red liquid. He stood up with the jolt. Is that the best you've got, Slendy? I've taken more speedings from my father's belt than your weak twig arms. Crazy line. The Slender Man remains silent but continued fighting. The man reached for a piece of granite from a tuned stone. But before he could take hold of it, Jeff jerked the knife from his gut and flung it directly at Slender Man. Jeff's accuracy was precise and it slifed off. Slifed off one of the man's limbs. Slender Man's left arm was completely gone as it fell to the ground with a thud. It was quickly met by thick blood that barraged from his shoulder. It was completely drenched in blood. Slender Man briskly disappeared into the darkness but illuminated behind Jeff. In his right hand, he held a broken piece of granite that he proceeded to slam into the side of Jeff's head. Jeff fell to the ground once again, almost knocked unconscious. He was not left there for long before he was seized by an assaliant and thrown against a grave. The stone exploded on impact with Jeff. Stating up once again, Jeff's eyes focused on the name on the grave. As his eyes crossed the name on the granite, his black eyes widened. The words written across the gray slab were recognized by Jeff in an instant, read out his brother's name, Lou. Something was coursing through Jeff. Rage filled him with an instant and he lashed out at Slender Man at extreme speeds. Jeff's knife was slashed here as soon as well as his pale skin. Slender Man began teleporting towards the forest. Come on, bitch. I'm not finished with you yet. I want to help you get to sleep, Brandy. You look awfully tired. I don't know why it says, Randy. I think I'm gonna say Slendy. I want to help you get to sleep, Slendy. Whatever was flowing through Jeff caused his insanity to go into an overdrive state. He had become delusional. He ran at Slender Man and back into the forest. He rushed through the woods, not observing his environment whatsoever. Jeff was deep into the forest, still pursuing the man. Slender Man continued warping around the forest. Jeff's lack of caution caused him to trip on a branch line in his way. As he crashed into the ground, shards of glass pierced him and the contents of his pockets were thrown out. His item scattered the ground. As Jeff looked up with his mangled bloody face, the scent of alcohol graced him. Jeff knew that he had been there before. He had fallen on this tree and dropped his bottle. Jeff desperately searched the ground for his knife. He felt his hand grab hold of something warm. What he had hoped was his blade. Jeff grabbed his lighter. He quickly scrapped at it, hoping the small flames would provide a source of light. His bloody hands covered the plastic and the red liquid. After many desperate attempts, a small orange flame was produced. Jeff threw the lighter out in front of him as he attempted to find his knife that lay close to him. Before he could make another movement, Slender Man appeared before him. The smooth white face that had been seen before was now covered in slashes and dark blood. Even though he looked hurt, Slender Man remained strong. Jeff's grip on the lighter became loose. His blood had caused friction between it and his hand. Small blaze dropped towards the ground and hence flames scorched as the lighter hit the ground. Both adversaries fled away from the flame. Before either of them could put distance between themselves and the flame, it was ignited by the alcohol that soiled the ground. And a matter of seconds, the forest was burning from the ground up. No matter of seconds, my gosh. Jeff looked for safety, yet none was to be found in the flames. Slender Man was there. Oh, that was just a setup to what Slender Man's doing. I'm sure. Slender Man thought nothing of this and continued to swing at Jeff. Jeff fought back ignoring the orange and red covering his environment. The tall monster grabbed at Jeff. Jeff grabbed his knife and jumped. To no avail, Jeff was pulled by the Slender Man and was now stuck in his grip. Slender Man began to shake Jeff around. As he did this, Jeff bit at him and allowed crack a bone could be heard. The pain searched through Slender Man out of shock, he threw Jeff against a large tree. Jeff flew towards the tree, a sharp pain hit Jeff straight in the back and continued until he saw a large branch sliding through his torso and he hit the base of the tree. Jeff had been viciously impaled by a long tree blanch. Blood gushed from his mouth and open wounds as he screamed out in pain. Slender Man then fled. He warped to an area of safety where the forest had not been burned as of yet. He watched Jeff as he attempted to escape. At this point, the Slender Man knew that escape was impossible. The white monster could hear Jeff screaming. Even from a large distance away, he continued to warp away from his territory and left Jeff to burn in the flames. The blaze became brighter and surrounded Jeff, struggling to avoid the intense heat. He violently slid his body from the tree. Fire and golf, Jeff. Everything swirled around him. He became wrapped up into the flames. There was no hope for Jeff. He had lost his mind long ago. Yet this was something. He had reached his limit. His state of mind burned just as the forest did. A young girl by the name of Sarah Burgess has been reported missing. She was last seen a drop in barn grill at around 9 o'clock PM. If you have any idea on the whereabouts of Sarah Burgess, please call the station at 404-835-HELP. In other news, a major forest fire has broken out in the local area. The cause has not yet been discovered. Investigators are studying the remnants of the forest. Fire has been extinguished. This will hurt much of the animal life found in the once heavily wooded forest. Bring more in the stories it comes. Mark turned off his television. It's time to do his couch cushion. Hey honey, you want to take a look at the forest? Well, what's left of it? They've put out the fire that burned the damn thing to the ground. There's also a girl missing. Maybe we'll see her while we're out. Can we do it some other time? I'm kind of busy right now, Mark. And if the police can't fit out, find the girl. There's no way hell we can. Mark argued, come on. It won't hurt nothing. It won't be more than a five minute walk. All right, I guess. But five minutes early. The man put on his shoes, left his house with his wife. As they shrill towards the burnout forest, we could see something moving in the opposite direction. It looks somewhat human. As we move closer towards it, they notice what looked like severe burns through its face. Creature's eyelids were completely gone, and it carried an unnatural smile spread across his face. It was completely white, with hints of gray where it looked like it had been burned. It's long, black hair was cinched. It came closer towards it, and Mark shouted, "Hey buddy, do you need some help?" "Mark stop! We don't even know who he is!" "He could be a fucking killer for all we know!" Man moves swiftly towards the couple. As he approached them, he drew a thick blade covered in red liquid. "I don't, but I can tell you need some help to sleep." Jeff slashed the knife across the man's neck, and he fell to the ground. His wife began to scream loudly, and he continued as she was next. She was stabbed directly in the heart with the knife. At the same time, three, two, one. "You don't need to worry about me. Just go to sleep." Bravo! Slinner man versus. Slinner man versus Jeff the killer. What a concept. "What a banger. I really love the character acting. That was excellent. That was a good touch. I feel." "Thank you." And I hope that the Oscar, I hope that the I hope the the committee or the council or the fuck they call Oscar, they can't be I hope that they consider that for an award. I think they should. I think they should. That was beautiful. So yeah, Jeff the killer versus Slender man, just two of them do, but he can't kill either one of them because you won't be like, "Oh, it ties into the world." Yeah, that's a pretty verse Jason ending. Exactly. Yeah. Yeah. But you got to keep both parties happy, and they can spend them. Slender definitely won the fight. Harry, who do you think won? He kept here in an eyes by acting. I was always on the offensive, right? You got your phone around to like five different rocks. I got up one rocket. Hey, so do Rocky. When it hit you. So did Rocky. No, he got up. But he won. He wasn't thrown to a single rock. Well, the rock known as a rock hit him, and it exploded on impact. He got up. He got up. He did. He did. That's not what the character acting was. You were screaming as loud as you could. What was being burned alive, but I still got up, and I still killed afterwards. I didn't run away. Slender man was the one teleporting way. I honestly view as Jeff one. Slender left him for dead. Pussy. He should have finished the job, but I mean, he left me. I think that he was too much of a pussy to get near the fire. Jeff was screaming, but it was actually. I do feel like that was the thing in a bunch of the Slender man spin-offs. I think someone wrote in that he was afraid of fire, and I know they wrote that for Jeff because where Jeff was burned. Jeff's not afraid of fire. Jeff's not afraid of saying in a bunch of the fiction that was right. I'm saying what happened here was while I was screaming in pain because it is fire. And even though my, my, my, my, you know, my nerve endings already burnt before from the fire. Of course, I was, it was almost laughter. It was a cathartic scream because I was so upset by the gravestone that I saw earlier. So really, the scream was me burning that part of my life. And that's why also out of the forest, he killed somebody afterwards and he's like, it's nothing but a thing. It was like a dragon ball charge up. This is the story where he got his infamous line, it ain't nothing but a thing because he come out, people were like, who are you okay in a nothing but a thing slice in a nothing but a thing, bitch, Jeff just keeps killing. I want people, I want to ask people to comment. Who do you think one? Linda. I think that one. Slender Harry, who want to be impaled by a tree than left? We can put the pole at the end. Who the hell? Who? Yeah, you know what? Do the episode pole thing? Who wants? Slender or Jeff? And people are going to say Jeff just to be like, um, because they're, they're, they're saying mind, they have everyone has eyes, no, but they saw the skirmish Isaiah. It's on screen. Also I think your course husband voice is very good. Thank you. And also when I reached out of there, I'm not going to tell people what I felt, but just tell, I'm just so you know that I think you were a big side of two by it. You can cut that. Don't. The speed at which that would have had to happen would be impressive. That's why you screamed at pain once I can watch that I saw you reaching them like, is he get? Yeah. He's okay. Guys, that's our episode today. I think we need to, we haven't done a grab bag in a while, so I'm glad we got to do a grab bag. But it was fun going back and revisiting some of these. I feel like a part of my inner child was healed today. Yeah. Me too. Cause I remember reading that one. Like I remember all the stuff about the grave and the fire and the woods and stuff. But I forgot like how it ended and stuff, so it's always fun for me to revisit stuff that I vaguely remember. Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's true. That's true. Well, guys, until next time, please consider checking out our Patreon, patreon.com/creepcast. If you want some extra content, if you want to support the channel and also if you're listening to audio right now, you should watch this on video because I did a full theatrical performance. You deserve it on that one. So, but if you are listening, please consider giving us a nice rating. It does help us out. And if you guys stay creeped, bye-bye. [Music] [Music]