1.7.11

New Creepypasta OC

Here's a new Creepypasta I made tonight. We're working on some new ideas for creatures, and this is the result of one of those.




30.6.11

Things to Come

Alright ladies and gents, here's the news.


Tonight I started on a short creepy video that, for now, is called Project: NoMan. It'll be a simple and sweet creepy video for your entertainment.

Here around July Fifteenth I am starting a webseries that we'll call for now Project Sandman. Project Sandman will probably last somewhere around 8-10 episodes, probably around 7 minutes in length for each. I won't give away the plot, but it's definitely some of  the strangest stuff to come out of my mind.

Then, in perhaps August, we begin filming the webseries that is, for the moment, called Project: Chosen. Project Chosen will be a sustained Webseries, lasting somewhere close to 40-50 episodes, each somewhere from 3-10 minutes long. The series will feature a few creepypasta staples, as well as a few Original Creations.

In the world of non-creepypasta, I'm currently working on a Series called "Vigilante Games". Expect that sometime this fall.

Stay Classy, followers.
--Mister Owl

8.6.11

A story my mother told me.

My mother just told me a story about when I was a child. I figured I would share it with you all.

When I was about five, we moved into the home that I would grow up in. The house was old, but had been recently renovated and upgraded to be a functioning, modern home. It was built in 1912 and had housed the towns first doctor, as well as three other families. There were about three deaths in the house, none of them violent or tragic, just old people dying of old age.

Anyways, my mother was always really creeped out by the house. She's been complaining about it from the day we moved in. It never bothered her enough to move, though. One day she was playing with my brother and I in our bedroom, when I turned to the door, and just laughed. Then, my laughing suddenly stopped and I just looked scared, then I ran and shut the door. I started crying right after that. When she went to open the door I started screaming and trying to stop her, but when she finally opened it there was nothing there.

I stopped crying instantly. She asked me what was wrong. I responded

"Nothing. They're gone now."

4.6.11

Working on some new creepypasta

So guys, I finally have a day off of work for the first time in, ah, I dunno how long. So, I'm going to spend that day writing you some creepypasta. You probably won't get it tonight, but just know that I am writing it. I'm just not sure what kind of mood I'm in.

Do I want to write something abstract and strange, or something real and unsettling?
The possibilities are endless...

3.6.11

Alright guys. I hate to end this so soon.

This is fake. Yeah, I know most of you already knew that but here's the truth. I wrote the first two entries because I got bored on /x/ one night and it actually got popular and I wasn't expecting it. At all. If I had planned it prior it'd probably have turned into something awesome but without really having a plan or knowing where it was going to go, I really just started mucking things up. The last post was a poor, juvenile mistake, and I'm not going to try backing out of it now.

But hey, I hope it entertained some people and I'm glad it got the feedback it did. I'm probably going to change this blog into something for my future works, since I do plan on making more based on the feedback this got. I do have a few projects lined up that I'm sure would interest you, and I also plan on writing creepy pasta for all of your enjoyment. Thank you, everyone, for expressing interest. Any pointers for the future are very appreciated.

Also, I actually am having problems with the Camera, and I actually had a friend cut into my back for the "All-mine" thing. If I get a chance I'll actually put the pictures up.