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$POOPTOBER TALES OF $POOPSPENSE Ambiguous 10/15/2020 (Thu) 05:06:24 [Preview] No. 1855
This is the thread where (you) post your creepy coincidences, petrifying pics and spoop stories in honor of glorious Spooptober. All hail his eerie majesty.
Greentxts and kreepy kraft-dinners encouraged.

I've accrued a variety of spoops in my life and can relate some in the lead up to $amhain. Possible goast pic too if I scan my emails for that one from the dead lady

Dunno about you, but I'm scared already!


Ambiguous 10/15/2020 (Thu) 07:43:17 [Preview] No.1868 del
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bump out of interest. ive never seen a ghost, but i have had unexplainable events habben in my life.
will expand on experience(s) later!


Ambiguous 10/16/2020 (Fri) 15:42:19 [Preview] No.1876 del
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Where to start with the spoop stories?

I'm thinking I'll do it almost like a cyoa and leave two different paths for my next story at the end of each one.

As promised : gosht(?) pics

These come by the way of now dead woman who I was very close with. She was always sensing ghosts and spoopery behind everything, often with good reason. For a time she owned a large old house down the road from where I live currently. In many ways I helped her find the house for her, her son and her husband when they got tired of bigshitty life. The pictures (really just one, and one she changed the filter on) attached were taken on their first walkthrough of the house before buying. She saw no weird cloud and nobody was smoking on the house tour. She didn't even look at the pic again until two years later, once she knew more about the house's history...

The house was build for a set of twins, wealthy heiresses from a time when the town was booming. One of the odd idiosyncrasies with the design of the house had it with a stairwell slightly too wide and steps far too narrow. The elder sister (by 13 minutes) took a nosedive coming down those stairs and never returned from the hospital, the younger sister passed away shortly after, unable to navigate life without her twin.

My now sorely missed friend got many a spoopy vibe and fright from the house. Her son had several bizarre episodes which she blamed on the blue wizard, an incredibly interesting fellow I knew/know very well. Even at the early onset she had her husband perform a purification ritual on the house, while he did it begrudgingly, the man was at one time a trained priest who performed acksual eccsorcisms so he wasn't messing around.

Do (you) choose :

>a) the dead woman's son and his good friend, the blue magician

<b) the former priest and current lay pastor who gives last rites in the MEGAcity wasteland?


Ambiguous 10/16/2020 (Fri) 19:35:06 [Preview] No.1882 del
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>>1876
>choose your own adventure
a)


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 07:01:12 [Preview] No.1930 del
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i used to live in an upper/lower duplex in a village with my gf. we lived in the lower and we used to have super obnoxious neighbors living upstairs. i was probably 19, same as gf. the couple upstairs were in their mid twenties.
>apartment life
>decent rent
these guys would walk around with their shoes on. sounded like the girl from upstairs would never take he high heels off or tap shoes. never got to the bottom of what she actually wore, but it was deafening when she had them on.
>lived there for a year
the couple woould fight. have very loud sex and constantly drop shit on the floor. i dont ever think they considered that we heard anything. they were just loud inconsiderate people.
>the upstair gf got knocked up i guess and they moved out.
super stoked about that. we lived in peace and quite for months until a sears repair tech showed up to our apartment.
>i had a computer that i purchased at Sears and it was under warranty.
the tech guy shows up to our place and looks at the computer. sees what the matter with it and goes outside to get parts out of his car/or truck.(cant recall) while we were waiting for him to come back, my gf and i heard heavy stomping coming from upstairs. like someone was intentionally slamming there boots into the floor of the upstairs apartment. i walked out into the hallway to see what was going on. was it the repair man? no clue. we had a shared hallway/ stairway. the hallway lead to our apartment and the stairway lead to the upstairs apartment.
>no one was in the hallway. the repairman came back inside and while hes walking in the pounding is still going on upstairs. i asked the tech if someone went upstairs. had no clue what i was asking, but we both heard stomping coming from upstairs.
>not bothered atm
i walked upstairs to the upper apartment to see if someone was up there. new tenant? burglary? something. at the top landing , in front of the door i peaked into the window. nothing. and no noises either. so i brushed it off and let the Sears tech guy do his thing. computer was fixed and he was on his way.
for the next three weeks, while living in this house, i heard walking, stomping and even heavy objects being dropped on the ground. all coming from the vacnt upstairs apartment
>it happened often and all times of the day and night.
me and my gf were so un-nerved, towards the apex or end of this phenomena we exclusively slept in the living room with the lights on and that still didnt help quell any of the fear from the constant bombardment of unexplained walking wand slamming on objects on the floor of an apartment that had been vacant for months.
when it finally ended we(me and gf) never talked about it until we left the house for paranoia that IT might be listening and commense with the stompining.
FOR THE RECORD
nobody lived upstairs
nobody was squatting upstairs
the land lord lets us in the upstairs apartment when she was doing land-lord things in the vacant apartment.
we walked around the whole place. no smashed windows. no sign of live. no nothing.
that is the closest i ever got to a spoopy moment in my life
i believe in poltergeists and ghosts. that experience was burnt into my memories and it probably defined me somehow
FIN


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 14:43:28 [Preview] No.1944 del
>>1930
<Status : Spooped
had similar things happen tbh. One spot I lived at was an old store front and the apartment above me housed a very loud, scummy drugged up satanist couple who played a lot of video games while fitting in time to neglect their child. They eventually bailed when rent came due one month, leaving everything. This lead to an incredible roach infestation as they had apparently scralled a lot of odd stuff in bloody raw meat on the walls and left said impromptu paintbrushes on the floor in their haste to leave.

While that got taken care of, I would get many an inexplicable noise and thump in the night up there, along with faint sobbing/gasping noises. One night I found the former tenant, pale as a ghost and clearly on something strong, trying to scale the gap between houses in an effort to get onto the roof of the apartment. He was extremely unhappy to see me and I was in a mood to reciprocate those feelings. His main line of threat, and this was a recurring theme I'd hear him and his lady yelling about, was that he was a Vampire. (Imagine having to hear vampire-based domestic disputes) As is always the case when I'm faced with this sort of frenzied snarling insanity I decided to one up him in the crazy card game. Told him I knew all about that (I mean, I did) and that he should be wondering what *I* am. Said all of this very calmly while not breaking my stride and looking right in his wide eyes. This made him split pretty quick, so fast he ended up tearing his arm fairly bad scrambling over the back fence.

Noises still continued after that and culminated in a burst pipe which nearly destroyed a lot of stuff I had in the basement.

The apartment I had after that also had its share of odd noises, only this time I was on the top floor (ooh lala, penthouse suite). For a while I had a very lulzy™ roommate, so I could pass off the sounds, after they left it wasn't so easy. The sounds were in the apartment, not underneath it. I just treated it as a feature, especially when I would be up late. Things would eventually become intolerably spoopy at that place later on, but those are tales for another ti(e)me.


How is everyone doing? Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 19:51:08 [Preview] No.1945 del
Everyone making it out there?


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 21:50:54 [Preview] No.1948 del
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>>1945
>Everyone making it out there?
making it out where?
im not good with my hands. i can make a sandwich. where would i make said sandwich?
out there i suppose


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 22:03:05 [Preview] No.1951 del
>>1948
>Making your own sandwich
Too spoopy for my blood.
>>1945
Leading questions aren't spoopy


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 22:16:01 [Preview] No.1952 del
outside of my spoop story i have nothing personal to offer.
YouTube search: ghosts caught on camera.
>im a believer
i have no interest in seeking out ghosts because i do not want to become haunted
will drop good finds in this thread.
>vid related spooks the shit out of me tbh


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 22:25:24 [Preview] No.1953 del
SPOOPS ARE REAL


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 22:46:45 [Preview] No.1954 del
got this off the tube
deerparkcbs
weird shit!


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 22:53:59 [Preview] No.1955 del
>>1954
i scrolled a little bit down the tube page
LAUGHING MY BALLS OFF!


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 23:23:51 [Preview] No.1956 del
ok, the rest of youtube ghost vids is just a bunch of no-name tube personalities reacting to the same 10 spoop vids.
sad
>vid related i saw a very long time ago
i think its legit tbh


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>>1882
<(you) chose path b)

I've done a lot of different jobs in my time, usually things that fall into my lap and happen to be convenient for the way I'm choosing to live my life at that particular moment. One such job a few years back that I stumbled into was as a special needs worker. Now when I say special, I actually mean special. Yes for a few years I worked as a bonafide 'tard wrangler. The stories I amassed from that would fill their own thread but let's zero in on spoopery.

The dead woman son was a special lad. Now I use special heavily implying it's dual meaning, the man was retarded but also someone who defied literally every doctor prognosis since before his birth.
<He wouldn't survive the first 1-2 years
>Is 51 now
<He'll never walk
>Is walking today, stopped needing a helmet some 30+ years ago
<He'll never speak
>Speaks with a heavy impediment, but not a crippling one
<Would never write
>He can peck out pretty much any words set in front of him and navigates the web pretty well searching for himself.
My tardshielding aside (I'm downplaying it all, serious time/life movie tearjerker irl shit fambo), I got very close to him and his mother close to the end of her life and had to handle a lot of affairs and things far beyond anything proposed when I started working with them.

When they lived in the aforementioned ghost house, the now dead woman noticed odd fits and violent rages her son would fall into. The stereotype of "tard-strength" is a real thing, he would tear doors off hinges, smash cabinets and punch holes in the wall all while allegedly speaking in a voice very different than the one the dead woman was used to. Being a frail old dying lady, this scared her terrifically.

<intermission. please get your refreshments at the lobby


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 23:36:39 [Preview] No.1958 del
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>>1957
The son's bff (I sometimes occupied this coveted position) was a fellow oddling from various social gatherings they'd have at community spots. This was the Blue Magician. The Blue Magician special'' was a large Jamaican fellow, chubby and softspoken with a slight stutter that would clear up when he had a receptive audience. He was one of the way more "functional" special needs guys in that he didn't have a lot of health conditions on top of the mental "impairment". Me and him became good friends through our mutual acquaintance, he would put on magic shows for his friends and children. He would almost pass for a nerdy-voiced normy if it weren't for the fact he dresses in exclusively blue tracksuits with a self-made cape and blue magician logo grafted to his shirt.

The Blue Magician's interest in magic went far beyond simple illusions and slight of hand. He had and interest bordering on obsession with super Sentai and Sailor Moon/magical girl stuff. His secret (sacred?) passion project was compiling grimoires (blue binders) filled with spells, sigils, incantations, rituals and far far more. I only ever got to see two of them, and only a few pages of either, they were both thick as phonebooks . He told me in confidence that he has a third which never leaves his room. I can tell you beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was able to intuit a great deal of "factual" magickal practice (please for God's sake take massive grains of salt with what I just wrote). I knew a great deal (just enough to get me in trouble) about chaos magic and all other manner of absurd occuluslt and my-stery school jargon to tell that this lad was something of an adept at a certain level. He would often ask me to get him the "good stuff", the nudge nudge wink wink magickal (crow-ley sex magick type stuff) books that his parents (Christians) had forbid him from reading. I never obliged him, but we got along famously in pretty much all other aspects of life. He was alarmingly talented and driven. Very much in a sort of Tamers12345 way if you're familiar. Beyond his magical tomes he had several cartoon show ideas (like multiple seasons worth of episodes, copiously illustrated too), musical pieces and works of sculpture. At various times when we would be chatting I'd notice his stutter would completely vanish and he'd take on an all together different tone with me. Sometimes that voice said things it shouldn't have been able to know.


The dead woman, while outwardly friendly to Blue Mage, was absolutely sure that he had cast a spell on her son to make him act violent and possessed. She was also creeped out by an odd habit the B.M's parents had of never setting foot in their house. I observed this several times personally and it was baffling and hard to explain every time.

I take a different view, her son was acting out because he missed his friends in the big city, he used his friend as an excuse to act out his frustrations. Did the blue magician cause the personality change? Yes and no; he cast no spell on her son other than the magic of a close friendship.
...
Buuuuut. I would be neglectful to say that not too long after they moved back to the city from the ghost house, the Blue Magician himself started having abnormal fits of rage. These turned out worse than the dead woman's Son's, B.M ended up pushing his elderly father down a flight of stairs, breaking the poor man's hip. Several months later he would again floor him by punching his father in the face.

------

You see a goblin or some shit, he's all :

>a) more spoopy tard tales, these involving death and forbidden love

Or

<b) the inverse of tales of the blue magician, tales of the red (commie) witches


Ambiguous 10/17/2020 (Sat) 23:46:10 [Preview] No.1959 del
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>>1952
>>1953
>>1954
>>1955
>>1956
Quality spoops, fren

Kinda want to go camp out at abandoned blochbuskers watching old VHS on the ceiling-mounted tvs and trying to get something supranaturel on tape


Ambiguous 10/18/2020 (Sun) 04:40:13 [Preview] No.1964 del
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>>1957
>>1958
>choose your own adventure
b)


Ambiguous 10/18/2020 (Sun) 04:52:16 [Preview] No.1965 del
>>1959
>Kinda want to go camp out at abandoned blochbuskers watching old VHS on the ceiling-mounted tvs and trying to get something supranaturel on tape
you could not pay me enough TO DO THAT!
ill try to scrounge up some good spoopy vids
<real or not
IT IS THE SEASON FOR SCARY POSTING


Ambiguous 10/19/2020 (Mon) 02:28:16 [Preview] No.1985 del
>>1964
< (You) chose path b)

Was sort of hoping you wouldn't as I'm now duty bound to tell you my worst feminist commie witch horror story and it's a gigantic fucking doozy.

My aunt is a terrifically smart person, one of the most stunningly sharp memories I've come across too. She's been and is a tenured professor at a major university here. Almost every stereotype of a boomer uni prof apply to her. Youth spent in the ComIntern, "artistic" (nude) modeling, danging guys all over Europe, bouts of witchcraft and lesbianism, she would go on to teach both women's and political studies for decades and is a well respected speaker.

Her classes were something approaching a bad joke back 20 years ago and haven't gotten better. Full lessons on episodes of Sex and The City and why it's the dream to aspire to. Things beyond parody of that nature. Her toxic influence was notable without and within, she waited until her mid 40’s to finally have a daughter and, like so many young lives she had most likely convinced generations of young girls to abort, he body nearly strangled her young daughter before she was even born.

I love my cousin a great deal, but she did not luck out in terms of mothers. After the novelty of having her own small person wore off my aunt needed a new fix, care was mostly left to her husband, a very fit and reliable fellow who works as a dance instructor and choreographer. The first in a series of odd new hobbies for auntie was witchcraft involving the afterbirth of my cousin. She sort of escalated from there.

<{please insert reel two. refreshments still available in lobby}


Ambiguous 10/19/2020 (Mon) 02:31:06 [Preview] No.1986 del
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>>1985
One project was a renovation of her old house. They hired local contractors and in dictating to them she ran across one guy who just had a different... aura to him let's say. This man had a profound effect on her, swept her off her feet and within a year her marriage was finished and my cousin was being shuffled between houses at the tender age of 10. She got along pretty well with the collection of bastard children aunty's BF had in tow (huge warning sign) only the children wanted her to do odd things and partake in frightening games. Aunty was punch drunk love, literally setting her house and everything she had to start a new life with him once she cleared up a few minor debts...

While she was wringing herself dry for this charismatic character, her daughter had taken a turn for the sullen. Much of the time she was angry with my aunt and wanted to stay with my uncle, but aunty was a bitchy stickler about getting her court appointed time so my cousin was stuck there every week. The BF started acting shifty, suddenly hard to reach or just abandoning everyone for days at a time. Then my aunt finally checked all her credit cards and bank accounts.

Rough total estimate was about 500k he'd made off with. But that wasn't all he made off with, my cousin had been routinely assaulted by the BF and the other children made her cover it up. Turns out two of those children were themselves abducted from their mothers, though the BF was all their fathers. This was apparently somewhat of a routine for the guy, going around and fucking then defrauding rich women out of millions over the course of his life.

He was eventually caught and is sitting in prison. He had warrants out for him the whole time they knew him. he was also involved in a cover up of something that afforded him the protection of provincial police, they only got him once he was out of province and the police there would actually make a move.

The horror doesn't end there though. In efforts to reconcile things between my aunt and my cousin it came out in (((the-rapey))) that my aunt actually blamed her own daughter for what happened rather than take responsibility. This woman is still allowed to, and handsomely paid, to teach generations of women.
Let that sink in.

--------

The goblin from before goes on break and Printar Derbanishlab takes over :

>A] you are wanting to stories of creepy construction my friend?

Or

<B] you have choosing to hear more spoopy socialist sorceress skank stories? My brother have good deal.
I have way too many of these and this one went on for way too long


Ambiguous 10/19/2020 (Mon) 06:18:38 [Preview] No.2009 del
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>>1985
>>1986
jk!
your aunt seemed like a real firecracker back in the day! made a lot of bad decisions,scarred your cousin and at the end of the day still leads a somewhat normal life. the BF was just part of the experience i suppose. not too many people live so boldly. the mentally ill tend to either thrive or flounder. i believe your aunt to be the former.
7/10 rate. great story!
1/10 spooped. not even once:^)


Ambiguous 10/19/2020 (Mon) 06:21:26 [Preview] No.2010 del
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>choose your own adventure
creepy construction, i think i just spooped my pants!


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spoops


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Ambiguous Board owner 10/20/2020 (Tue) 07:25:02 [Preview] No.2064 del
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BUMP!


Ambiguous 10/20/2020 (Tue) 13:51:51 [Preview] No.2068 del
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>>2014
>>2015
>>2064
Kewl spoops
>>2009
Ya botch'd it. Sorry to say this rating only gets a 3/10.

Last story was deliberate bait. If you had pulled at or asked about any of the following loose threads :
>what rituals was she involved with as a youth?
>why did she need her daughter's afterbirth when she started taking part in witchcraft again? Would using something so closely tied to her daughter have unforseen consequences for the young girl?
>why was the bf on the lamb with a whole coterie of children from different mothers?
>why did he need so much money? As I said he did this to several women, to the tune of several million dollars total.
>was there anything tying the women he targeted together?
>why were provincial police offering him protection when he not only had warrants out but had abducted offspring with him?
and I would have pulled back some of the velvet curtain covering the larger spoop.

Butcha dint, dija? Tuff supper, Sally.

I'm glad my story didn't make you outright hate my aunt. I am fond of her and have learned a great deal. I also once fapped to topless pics of her when I was staying at her house as a young teen so I'm sorta biased. Neat!

Aunty redemption (?) arc :
She's been getting the firsthand blowback of insane sjw students, violent minorities in her school attacking and robbing her, and fresh off the boat medical workers fucking up setting the bone for her broken right arm so bad that they had to repeatedly break and reset it. All of that mixed with seeing incredible censorship firsthand and not being ignorant of history has really pushed her to organize other professors to form nationwide networks to fight for free speech, she's also been going after her local race huxter politicians and is good at getting stories to the right outlets. All that said, she'll never have the love and trust of her daughter back and it breaks my dumb little heart ngl, I did actually burst into tears at one point typing out that story the other night, lame of me

I freely admit I didn't do a great job™ on the last story. Don't wanna make folks read a fucking book every time, but there's always a lot of spoopy details that get lost along the way.


Ambiguous 10/20/2020 (Tue) 14:16:12 [Preview] No.2069 del
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>>2010

< (you) picked b)
Behind door numba 2 we find.....!

A dud.

Hey I'm not complaining. This one is simple enough to grntxt :

>ol' HS fren works construction/demolition, needs a feller for a job, someone couldn't make it
>Job is cleaning out big old wearhouse basement from a Paki family that got evicted or something
>Basement is crammed tight with ancient decayed dollar store shit from decades ago
>First day : clear things out to the first corner
>"Oh look. A ratking"
>First time I ever saw one, it's upsetting
>Second day : next corner. Another ratking, this one much bigger
>Third day : third corner, y'guessed it, another ratking
>Fourth day : fourth corner is odd, looks tightly packed, but actually isn't
>Find a sort of clear demarcation line around a shoe box. The line is marks of by piles of dead insects, sort of forming this wall around, but not getting very close to the box
>Look inside
>Newspaper wrapped dead baby (I say baby because it had long hair)
>Baby was clearly very deformed
>Have to deal with cops and it all being turned into a crime scene
>Have a very unsettling convo with "special lead detective", none of it ever makes the news.
>If everyone had listened to me that would have been the first corner we started on and we could have avoided several days of backbreaking and bone chilling labor

Again, lots of little tidbitters I'm leaving out, but ya get what ya pay for.

---------

The goblin is back, and he's pissed, but not at you. He's reviewing his contract while wearing bifocals. He looks up with a peeved expression before returning his gaze to the papers and gestures towards two doors with post it notes stuck to them

> a) titillating tales of tranner terror

or

< b) Chan-Chillers©, tales of spoopery involving memeage borts


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>>2069
>*(you) picked (a
ftfm
lel, I'm not that good at this silly format I came up with


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Ambiguous 10/23/2020 (Fri) 11:27:36 [Preview] No.2159 del
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>>2069
>Goblin still standing there tapping his little goblin wristwatch suggestively
Please someone pick a route here. My spoop stories are dying on the vine and spooptober is nearly through.


Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 06:25:31 [Preview] No.2169 del
>>2159
meh, thatll do! halloween is cancelled by the cancel culture.
im just glad you were able to fire off a couple writing workshop ideas!
>feeleelee.jpg
i know that jpg


Sage Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 10:41:34 [Preview] No.2180 del
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>>2169
Well that was possibly the nicest way I've ever been told to end a thread, kek.

<Spoop status : denied!

You heard the B.O folks,
thread finito!


Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 10:45:43 [Preview] No.2181 del
>>2169
<writing workshop ideas
aka true tales of terror. And no, I have no plans to expand or collect any of them, just wanted to share some spoopy whatnots in the (((spirit))) of the season.


Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 16:09:48 [Preview] No.2196 del
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>>2180
>>2181
damn canadanon! i thought the cyoa was very workshooop-like tbh
<i was wrong
dump the spoops!


Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 16:48:45 [Preview] No.2197 del
>>2196
Heh, nah. I used cyoa to help me focus on which stories to even write. Sounds silly, but I've had to pick between like 3 personal stories for each topic covered so far .
I'm waist deep in the spoop, and things are only spoopin' up round here.

Imma stop the thred forreel tho and try to force more doodles out of my person. Folks like those better


Ambiguous 10/24/2020 (Sat) 18:10:11 [Preview] No.2199 del
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>>2197
i like all posts tbh
this board is a designated shitting street for the unwashed masses
you and king's drawings make my lifetime!


Ambiguous 10/26/2020 (Mon) 17:27:28 [Preview] No.2274 del
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Ambiguous 10/31/2020 (Sat) 16:25:06 [Preview] No.2446 del
Statutory $amhain Bump

As $pooptober crescendos in spooptacular fashion, let's reflect on spoops learned and spoops to come.

Obviously the biggest spoop honors go out to the tricky treat of the Hunter (really Robert or... BOB, yes in the Twin Peaks sense. Especially given the incest angle) Biden laptop. What if the spook was a fucked family of spooks? Spooking up in your face spookery on an international scale and a dead eyed animatronic media machine haltingly telling you it's not spooky at all, why the fact you even mention it means you're the spook.

Is there any need to dress up today? Every day is carniv(or)ale for the mask fetishists. No need to make it a holyday when this is now the default state for a lot of nervous people.

Would (you) be Spooped seeing even a minorly accurate portrait of the current absolute state™ of things this time last year? I'm absolutely sure (((eye))) would.

>Looking ahead :
We're all in luck! Barring any of us being born pre '74, what we will experience tonight will be a first in all our humble lives.
A BLUE MOON on $amhain.
Dija know it's also known as the BLOOD MOON?
Dija also know it's known as the...
HUNTER moon?

Whatta (((cohenkydink))) that the blue team is out in full force, ready to spill blood and all to protect uber-spook Hunter from showing his full face to the public for fear of their justified horror

Soundtrack for this evening enclosed.

- ©anadAnon


Ambiguous Board owner 11/01/2020 (Sun) 00:02:54 [Preview] No.2450 del
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!



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