№17919[Quote]
>I smash open a window and launch myself out of it rolling off the impact
>thank fuck I grew up running from police
>help bill up and turn to flip off the rozzers
>instead see a giant piece of rope leap out of a window
>piss myself and decide it's k-hole hallucinations and i was still tripping
>close my eyes for 3 seconds and open them
>still see the tree things don't see bill
>turn and see him running so i go to catch up
>tells me they've come for him to take him away again and that we should've hid in the vents again like he suggested
>dipshit never suggested a thing and just babbled incoherently about rope people
>run faster than him because he's senile
>bill screams so hard it gives me a headache so I turn around ready to beat the shit out of him
>instead I'm treated to a sight that almost scared me straight
>I've watched rekt threads here before and it looked like those videos where some dipshit blows up their hand with fireworks
>there's 2 of the rope people as bill called them and they're doing the liveleak firework to bill's arms and legs
>watch his flesh slowly gets sucked into the rope somehow and decide fuck that
>run off while they're distracted with him
>his screams stop when I'm a mile out
>didn't hear or see them taking him anywhere so they probably ate the poor bastard
>tell other homeless people what happened
>they tell me I'm marked now
>get pissed and steal the nearest ones wallet and run off into town
>spend it all on booze and get shitfaced
>hitchhike far off to another place so they won't find me
Obviously I don't know where it is because I've been high all the time but I have talked to some other lads who've had stories of these animals so I'll tell these too and share more if heroin dude has deeper pockets
№17920[Quote]
Still a lil high and forgot to knock off the bottom sorry lads
>still be me
>couple of months after skipping town on a bender
>end up building a makeshift cabin in the woods because my arsehole dad's only redeeming quality was him being good at carpentry
>normally I hate how much responsibility you put into owning a house but no one would take it from me if I let everything rot so it's fine
>install vents because I'm still paranoid after bills spiel
>almost die in them high on acid but my fear of the ropeys as I call them is greater than my fear of normal death so keep them up
>learned hunting from my time homeless ever since I ran off so good out by day and try bash some rabbits in
>moderate success
>roast a campfire and start eating the rabbits
>the trees start chirping
>hear some movement above
>throw a rock without looking and tell the thing to shut the fuck up
>hear an ungoofy walrus scream through the whole forest and tactically shit my pants
>look up and see a ropey
>ropey still keeps distance
>looks more like a tree so I dip a dry log in the fire and throw it like a molotov
>ropey screams and scurries off
>trees are now trying to scrap me and pause the walrus cries to whistle again
>throw open the door and scurry inside to go hide out in the vents
>had to stifle a giggle because I felt like a Lil rat up in there
>just about to leave when I hear the door slam
>stifled giggles turn into stifled swearing realizing that yours truly was genius enough to feed a fellow hobo to a pair of ropeys but too much of a dumb cunt to remember to lock a door while a monster was outside
>watch through a peephole in the vents as the ugly bastard saunters into my room like some sort of self important hooker
>on my first date with miss back alley I notice that what I thought was rope was instead grainy splintered roots and it had it's own version of body hair too
№17921[Quote]
>as opposed to heroin frens visions (who's chatting with me while I type) the leaves were soaked crimson red like someone busted their nose on them or something
>dripping like a wet dog on the carpet
>when I looked at it's arms twice I saw person rolled up like a fag in there
>still calling it a ropey because change is for losers
>looked like her head but I could tell it was a she because the hair still whipped around as the ropey jerked and turned
>"you can leave now bitch"
>had spent so long without talking to someone I forgot that thinking something to hard makes you say it
>feel the first real wave of fear in my life as it stares right at me through the peephole
>fuckfuckfuckfuck
>bellows again
>tries to lunge at the vent with me in
>scream like a girl but it just bounces right off
>regain my dignity by taking the mick out of it
>"a tree is fucking ugly, it shouldn't even walk, that's why I killed your broccoli kids with a motherfucking fork"
>it decides to play the waiting game
>realize that in all my triumph I forgot that I was wedged in a vent with only one exit
>fuck it I'd rather starve than be slinkified
>after a day trapped and freestyling diss tracks my ropey mate it takes the hint and fucks off
>wait a good 6 hours before daring to leave
>pickpoket some old bloke on the street and use his money to get a taxi out of there
Tough luck for him but I'd be damned if I had to stay in that shithole another day
№17922[Quote]
>be someone else
>ha just kidding
>tramping in an abandoned city block to get away from the forest and ropeys
>for some reason ropeys never stay in the city and I never really figured out why
>only hear some rumors of them in house 5
>said to come from the hatch and never leave until sunrise
>defo chatting hoof so i could give them more cigarettes in exchange to hear about it but keep it in mind
>still really hard to tease out because hobos only tell secrets to eachother and I seemed wayyy too normal to be a real tramp
>had to prove I'm not by going unshowered for months and drinking my own piss
>ew
>don't actually know if it's because they were hazing me judging by their weird laughs but whatever happened they say I passed the test
>"kek just pulling your leg now you have to survive a night in house 5"
>whatever ya batty geezers just get me some good stuff after
>oh yeah if you're confused around that time whenever it was i was trying mates
>new freinds were cunts so I'd fit right in
>house 5 was made of a mix of concrete and wood making it look really sick so at least I was fnaffing in style
>me and another initiate we'll call Linda started to play a game where we tried to only walk on the wood
>lace her drinking water with a little cocktail of mdma and aphrodisiacs so she decides to be on my wood instead
>heroin frens glaring at me but shit was cash so he can suck it
>after she finishes sucking it start to prepare Linda a little
>scared of light (learned that from the fire) hide in the vents blah blah blah
>tell her not to risk a single bone in her smokin bod or ill personally strangle her
>"but-"
>make good on my promise before and tell her everything I went through while she chokes on the floor
>tell her I don't give a flying fuck if it's a 1 in 1000 chance that they come or not we won't take any chances
№17923[Quote]
>she's mad but just takes it as me being a loon so doesn't hold anything against me and just does what I say
>jokingly says that at least someone cares about her now
>bond over having a similar feeling
>tell her about when dad kicked me out after an argument and housed a stranger in my room after
>she tells me what happened to her
>maybe mates were a good idea
>still don't tell her about the mdma
>night falls and we close and lock all the doors
>wooden doors so have molotov set to burn the place of we need an emergency escape
>after some more giddy makeout seshes with my bombshell hobo gf I make sure to close the hatch and lock it
>use a bonelock i made myself to impress her
>she digs it and I dig my teeth into her shoulder and have some more fun before sundown proper
>witching hour commences
>start priming all the vents to hide in
>aside from being a little hot and stuffy it's a premo venting has multiple exits as opposed to my old houses only one
>people sized vents so they have runged ladders too
>while I walk round with her make sure to stay near a vent
>something tries to open the hatch
>laugh and take the piss out of it for not being able to get in
>turns out it's a friendly hobo pulling a prank on us
>know this because I hear them scream instantly after
>assume they were just being an arsehole so loosen up a bit
>in the middle of playing tag with Linda when I hear a loud thud and a snap downstairs
>make Linda hide in the vents while i check it out
>see a ropey emerging from the hatch downstairs
>sprint to the nearest vent opening
>hear a rainstorm of steps as the thing marathons towards me
>keep it together enough to scream at Linda to stay inside
>get scramble through an opening just as it closes in
>scurry to the back and climb the ladder
>see it's arm reached in and feeling around for me
>oh fuck no
>close a damper and lock it before it gets in so it can't come up
>start calling for Linda
>she's on the third floor vent so I make my way to her
№17924[Quote]
>cheesy Disney kiss quickly turns to snogging and i only pause when I remember the vents were all open
>close our vent and all the ones above it
>luckily i had the idea first so we were safe in there
>wait out for a couple hours and play grab ass in the vents to calm nerves
>hot day out so very sweaty
>Linda decides clothes are for nerds and ditches them
>not opposed to it so I make a love only for her to deny me because she's "boiling alive"
>well fuck you cunt boil dead
>still slightly sympathetic because im half the reason so try cool her down
>realise we forgot to bring water
>start going delirious fron dehydration
>Linda starts accusing me of putting something in her drinking and being a dickhead
>she's right so I have to feign hurt
>kicked puppy response calms her down
>says she's gonna go get some water
>wut
>realise the mdma and heat made her retarded
>watch her open the hatch
>ropey found where we were so i can see it out of my periphery
>quickly snatch her up and close the vents again
>make good on my promise x2
>this time she passes out after I finish choking her so I go do laps around the vents while she sleeps off her spastication knowing she's at least safe now
>hear the hatch opening again
>I'm like 2 floors above her
>fuck sake
>leap down and fuck my up my ankle in the process
>get to her hatch just as i hear a blood curdling scream
>was waiting right outside for her meaning she had no chance
>she grabs the vents
>ropey grabs her
>resultant force jerks the vents off of its hinges
>i grab on as the vents snaps off but falls against the wall
>pull her into the vent
>hatch closes behind her
>clings to me like some sort of scared kid
>take a good look at her
>lost an arm and a leg, face is busted up, bleeding from everywhere
>I wont tell her story because it takes a while but Linda was a person let down by everyone in her life from her parents to freinds on the streets which led to her clinging onto any fucker with enough heart or hormones to have pity
№17926[Quote]
Here we go again
>sexy bloke
>just get bored of freinds after being hailed as a local hero in the homeless scene just because I had the bright idea to replace the hatch with a vent
>also still pissed because qt ecstasy gf got mauled
>i thought city stickers were too retarded for me but city hobos take it to the next fucking level man
>after tearing through drugs and pussy but mainly frugs because all other lays felt mediocre to me after that pack up and jump ship again
>decide to go to a more remote part of Scotland where hopefully it was too cold for the ropeys
>when I say the place was rural I mean rural rural the village didn't even have street lights or petrol stations
>wasn't made of wood though so at least it was safe
>try make new freinds anyway and become mates with a lad I'll call Dave and his sister I'll call Rachel
>not in the mood for being sleezy so we just plow through tossed beer cans like raging bison until most of us lie in puddles as our husks march on
>decide to play hide and seek in the forest
>trees start chirping again
>oh shit
>break my hiding place to tell everyone they need to leave
>realize we are literally miles out from any civilization
>oh fuck
>because I'm borderline black out levels of drunk I hurl for a good 15 seconds before getting my torch out and looking for the bastard to scare it off
>Dave and Rachel know Jack shit so the next 2 minutes is me explaining what a ropey is and how we're probably being hunted
>probably come off as a schizophrenic through my disorganized sluring but at least they bought it
>can't see it anywhere so start marching out and spotlights every branch on the way
>it's raining a little so I take turns between putting my hood up to get warmer and putting it down for vision because I don't know how fast I'll need to move
>if we're fast we'll miss it if we're slow it might find us
>feel like someone deployed a UAV on black ops 2
№17927[Quote]
>realise having my torch on in the middle of the night will only draw attention and knock it off
>Rachel is coming down from a meth trip so she sounds like a wobbling saw
>tell Dave if he doesn't shut her up i will and brandish a knife infront of her
>the gambit works and I slowly shock her into quieting down
>Dave has to lead her but she walks just fine
>hear a branch snap and snap my torch up to the noise
>jeeperscreepers.webm
>nothings there so I calm down again
>Rachel has gone fully quiet at this point so thankfully I don't have to worry about that anymore
>march on for another good 3 miles
>chirping hasn't stopped but it feels like more of a general radar system than a ropey actually being close at this rate
>uncomfortable silence has never felt this comforting in my life
>rain gets worse
>tell Dave I can't believe how shite the weather in Scotland is
>"why mate, do you prefer the rain or something?"
>wait what the fuck
>turn on the torch and check my sleeves
>the best way I can describe the sight is if you threw a deer into a running jet engine
>this jacket costed the person I stole it from 200 fucking quid and it's just been ruined by some pussy fucking cunt spotlighting us at some point
>turn off my torch and punch the air because I don't wanna spook Dave or Rachel and say it's probably water from the trees or something
>he's too pissed to have the mental capacity to question why I'm the only one trees drip on so it works and we keep walking
>im pissed in another way so he laughs at me stomping my feet and joins in like we're playing a game
>really hard not to tell him to knock it the fuck off
>ropeys must've already eaten a rabbit or something and are watching us just incase they get hungry again
>eventually its clear the danger has passed entirely so I start to smile
>Dave and I laugh about how paranoid I was being
>tells me he's sad because the snapped branch fell into a puddle by him and now he's soaked
№17928[Quote]
>"oh you think YOU being soaked was bad? I was splashed by fucking b-"
>wait shit i wasnt supposed to say that
>Dave asks what i was gonna finish with
>"bog mate i got splashed by a fucking bog somewhere it smells rancid"
>takes a whiff
>"oi fucking hell mate that stinks like me wife's minge"
>sends me into so much hysterics day is no longer ruined
>when we get out into the village he makes fun of Rachel for having heavy arms because she was kinda chubby
>tells me he's going back into the forest because he thought he saw me drop some cigs and knows I'm too much a pussy to go back in there
>i tell him to give me a couple when he gets back
>he says finders keepers
>fucking great
>he turns around and walks back towards the woods while I get into a sparing match with a bus stop probably waking up half the neighbourhood
>decide that I actually am too much of a pussy and should grow a pair of bollocks for once in my life
>turn on my torch and start pulling after him
>"you know what fuck you I'm getting me fags ba-"
>as you can probably guess it wasn't the meth making Rachel freak out so I'll only leave you to imagine how a wankered lad with the social intelligence of a rock could've possibly managed to explain why Rachel's arm was too heavy to her brother
>he starts shaking and tells me to give him the torch
>I'm not going to piss off a man with enough alcohol in his system to kill a small family so I part with it easily
>i could tell she meant the world to him because soon after he ran back into the woods with a scream loud enough to shake the earth from the sky
>part of me wanted to follow him because he seemed brave
>this was until I realized how retarded he was not only trying to throw down with a creature that could take people under the noses of someone as hyper paranoid as myself but also doing it while he was barely capable of walking without tripping more than hippies in a spiritual getaway
>he was fucked like a hooker so i don't bother with ceremony
№17929[Quote]
>Dave and Linda were the only local hobos there and also indirectly the only reason I was still alive
>to honour this i take all their shit as a memento and also because they had good shit
>no way I'm staying alone so I hitch someplace new
>almost considering trying to cope with city living again
>almost
№17930[Quote]
A few stories took place before this one but I'll tell you it now so you can take a break from me stories but you'll probably get a kick out of how this story starts so here we go
>be me
>try last in the city to get away from it all
>steal someone's car not even a week after I land
>don't cover my tracks as well as i normally do so pigs swarm me and I get around a year in the slammer
>meet this guy I'll call Mohammed because he looked like the prophet
>7 foot jacked Somalian dude who went schizo and killed his uncle
>police ruled him clinically sane so he now has a life sentence here
>why the fuck I'm bunking with a murderer as a petty theif is beyond me but I know pigs make your life hell when you moan so I just sleep with my eyes open
>prison life has turned Mohammed gayer than Elton
>I'm straight as the bars in the cell he wants to have me up against
>keeps trying to get me to have sex with him
>don't understand it at all because he's easily got at least one and a half feet + 100 pounds on me and is a murderer anyway so a rape charge wasn't gonna do anything
>offers me cigs, smuggled drugs and status which I refuse due to wanting to speedrun my sentence plus I wanted to at least have some dignity
>"i know the ropeys marked you, if you give me what you want I'll tell you about them"
>dignity takes a backseat to curiosity as i thank whoevers out there that his height was overcompensating
OK time for his story I'll try write how he spoke but I struggle to be as flamboyant
>be him
>13
>mum and dad newly immigrated from Somalia
>have an older brother but fight with him alot
>older brother is the favorite child so they side with him everytime
>feelsbadman
>one day brother takes me deep innawoods to show me something
>glad because he's being nice to me for once
>"hey Mohammed look at this cool machine I've found"
>looks like a skateboard flipped upside down and has really wide tires
>sneak sticks in it
>it does nothing
№17931[Quote]
>keep putting everything we can find in it and nothing keeps happening
>can tell the machine is on because it's making noise just don't know how to work it and get really annoyed
>get the idea to put a dead rat on it
>nothing happens again
>ugh
>hear my brother turn to leave as I have a really bright idea
>find out how to turn the machine off
>put all the mouses limbs into the holes on the wheels because it reminds me of what my uncle taught me about praying
>"if you pray to Allah like superman he'll treat you as a hero"
>told me that's how Somalis became so strong
>uncle was a self proclaimed Wiccan so I didn't really understand why he prayed to Allah at all
>turn the machine back on and it suddenly springs into action
>blood sprays literally everywhere and also on me
>panic because blood is unclean and go home to cleanse myself and wash off all the grossness
>brother stays behind because he didn't have any blood on him and ran back home and told me that the mouse transformed into a dead gnome
>thunk hes lying and just assume it's a really futuristic hunting trap
>go sleep
>randomly get up at 3am
>can't sleep for the life of me
>brother has a pet rat called azure that he keeps secretly because mama doesn't like pets
>feel this funny feeling like there's rolling gel under my skin cycling forward
>compels me to creep into my brothers room while he's sleeping
>finally figure out i want to take his rat so I take azure for a little walk in the forest
>walk over to where i saw the machine and turn it off
>i always liked azure so I was distracted stroking him when I saw what I was looking for
>do a quadruple take before my half asleep eyes finally snap onto the object of interest
>2 steps infront of me is a dead gnome
>if it wasn't for the emerald green eyes he had i wouldn't have recognized him as a gnome at all because the rest of him could only be described as a gnomeishly shaped raw steak
>i guess dead mice aren't good enough to be gnomes
№17932[Quote]
>decide I'll make azure a gnome so I can talk to him forever
>i strap my superman down into the machine and give him a final stroke and salute before my furry fren becomes a gnome
>instantly regret my decision
>i don't want to hear his fucking screaming ever again I knew as soon as I powered the machine on that I made a mistake his cries of agony were so loud and piercing that I thought I was gonna go deaf I tried to turn the machine off to stop it but it wouldn't listen and all I could think to do was try to comfort him but when I went to stroke him my hands only felt something soggy and stringy so I kept my closed my eyes before I could turn to look at him telling myself it was just some wires or anything but what I knew it was as the screams only got louder I curled into a ball and screamed and cried until they went away shaking the while time because I know i was the one who did this
>wait an hour before opening my eyes wishing mama was here now
>why the fuck did i have to sneak out and do this alone i was so stupid maybe mama could've saved him
>hear a small voice right next to me calling my name over and over
>sadness turns to joy and i turn around to talk to azure knowing he'll understand me for the first time
>gush out apologies and excitement over all the adventures we're about to have
>"you have sinned by transmuting me into your mouse's form and now for your witchcraft you are marked by the green men"
>panic and run home crying all the way
>no doubt in my mind azure was dead and whoever this thing was wasn't anyone nice
>through sobbing tell mama what happened
>mama says I probably have an overactive imagination and accidentally threw azure into a blender or something silly like that
>tells me everything will be ok and she'll cover for me
>brother gets told azure died overnight and mama found him investigating a bad stench
>go out into the forest to ask the gnome for forgiveness
>only have a flashlight and my quaran so I know Allah's with me to keep me safe
№17933[Quote]
>shine my flashlight around where the skateboard is and it directly hits a scary shape
>drop my quaran in shock and watch the creature absorb it into its body
>come face to face with a manish treeish monster with a spiders face and a hole for a mouth
>before I could even get what was happening I'm back at mamas and drilling into the door with my hands frantically
>somehow open even though it's locked and throw myself back inside
>slam it behind me
>mama runs downstairs and starts hitting me while i cry before she realizes I'm not an intruder
>tell her what happened
>she tells her imam
>imam agrees with the what the gnome said
>tells me a witch can only be cleansed by the blood of another witch
>mama thinks the imam is a witch himself so takes me to another mosque which recommends me to recite the shahada more
>at least one hour straight a day
>really hard to do it in an unbroken chain but I was going to do anything so the green man didn't get me
>tells me all powerful djinn are repelled by heavy prayer so I don't have to worry
>1 month later go back into the woods making sure to recite my prayer
>everything's ok now
>stat there until way after sundown
>suddenly hear a rustle in the branches above
>keep praying but open my eyes
>shine torch into its face
>already know what I'm gonna see so I just focus on praying
>the djinn grabs my leg
>just keep praying it'll all be ok
>i start to feel myself move
>Allah will rescue me
>i feel a sharp pain as my ankle fuses into the roots of the djinn
>turn and run wondering my prayers weren't powerful enough
>start crying again because it's never going away
>doesn't even chase after me just watches me running back to my house like it knows it'll have me eventually
>start freaking out inside about how the prayer didn't work and tell mama im doomed
>mama starts freaking out too
>after taking me to hospital and fixing my foot as much as possible tells me never to go into the forest again
№17934[Quote]
>don't
>be years later
>23
>got meds for my ptsd but still really bitter
>figure out the skateboard was my uncles invention and he never tells me why even when I beg him
>take a knife to the bastard for everything he put me through by practicing witchcraft like that
>walk into the woods that night with uncles head as a sign to the djinn that my sin has been forgiven and it can now leave me
>leave it there and go home
>walk into the woods the next day with a weight off my chest
>play in the forest like I'm a little boy again until nightfall
>dread creeps up on me again but now I know it's irrational because I did everything right
>think so until the djinn comes out of the shadows again
>what the fuck
>decide to give in and wait for it to do that it wants with me
>come to a realization as I'm having last thoughts before eternal torment
>whatever this is it isn't a djinn because my imams would've known what to do about it if it was
>realise that Allah would want me to keep fighting anyway to make him proud
>decide trying to live is a better alternative even if my doom is inevitable anyway and run out of there with my tail between my legs
>don't even have to tell my family because police meet me on the way out of the forest
>don't even care because prison is safer than outside
>not scared of the forest because the guards would 100% notice if there was a monster in the woods
Fast forward to present and you'll notice a few things wrong with his story:
>ropeys suddenly aren't afraid of light
>why the fuck are there randomly gnomes
>I've never even seen a gnome or used a skateboard machine so I can't be marked
>cunt didn't even mention ropeys once aside from trying to hook me into the story
So you can probably forgive me for how Mohammed's story ends and if you dont im not really bothered
>be me walking around the prison courtyard in the evening
>one of the gifts Mohammed tried to bribe me for sex with was a shiv that I decided to keep
>get right to the edge of a forest