Ah yes, the good old Lovecraft route... All he needed left was the subtle slurs.

@@yourcordialvermillionchapw2398 No need for the subtlety, just join an European TF2 server.

I would 100% do that, gotta check every single corner I can find till I need help

Tbf, there’s some merit to it with the “Idk much about servers” line. For all he knew, he may have thought it was a bug with the scoreboard or maybe some connection issue.

I think it’s pretty easy nowadays since the nostalgic/“creepy source engine” style of horror is so hot now. Shoutouts to interloper for managing to make an A-posing Heavy kind of scary.

Hard, but not impossible. Kriegkillsreality has their anomaly series, emasis blue, the slender like fan game "capture the Intelligence"(not 100% scary but still a very good horror take on tf2), the interloper (it's more about source engine games in general but still includes tf2), and plenty more. No matter how goofy or light hearted something might be, someone with a creative mind can turn anything into an unsettling or horrifying experience

@@coolguywithhat5419You ever watched Hoovydundy? Someone basically made a TF2 slasher movie

Yeah especially with the “say goodbye to your kneecaps chuckle nuts”

The best way is to open a game, but you're the only player. Just walk around and feel the emptiness.

whether it would be scary/good or not really depends on how good the mapper is with custom scripting and such, but other than that it could be done

*laughs in spin bot*

Oh God, doctor sex, he's unstoppable..

(Here is the story, its kinda cliche but still a fun read) I really miss my TF2. I wish I had the guys to even open it again, but I just can't...not after that... It all started around 3 days ago. I was there having fun with the Halloween even, when suddenly my IRL friend calls me on Steam. He's Brazilin [Btw the story misspells Brazilin as Brazillian] as well, so this is just a rough translation of our conversation: *Friend*: Hey Leo (my IRL nickname) are you there? *Me*: Yup, why? *Friend*: I... I need you to look into something.... *Me*: Uh, what exactly? *Friend*: You see, there is something wrong with my tf *Me*: imba weps? *Friend*: What? *Me*: Nvm *Friend*: Anyway, its all f*cked up *Me*: Texture glitches? *Friend*: I don't know what to call it anymore; you have to see it for yourself *Me*: Screens? *Friend*: No... I tried uploading som, it just didn't work *Me*: Weird *Friend*: Just do it on your PC *Me*: Oh, as long as it doesn't require any dls *Friend*: no... just go to your load-out screen, equip the mackerel, then the bat, then the mackerel again, then the sandman... *Me*: Must be some awkward graphical glitch *Me*: Wait, I don't have the mackerel *Friend*: I would give you mine.... if I could *Me*: I'll see what I can do. Thanks for telling me *Friend*: Thanks for listening... and sorry for telling you... As I was about to ask him what he meant, he disconnected. That was one hell of a weird conversation, though it wouldn't have been had I gone back in time to warn myself. At the end of the conversation, I was thinking my friend was a major n00b that found some fancy graphical glitch and wanted to show me. What was, however bugging me, was the tone of the conversation. You read it as your average dialogue, but my friend was the kind that would almost always type in some smiles. This time there were none; something seemed off. I decided to try it anyways, so I disconnected, crafted a mackerel, and went to try the glitch. I carefully did the steps: Mackerel -> Bat -> Mackerel -> Sandman As I equipped the sandman, my screen suddenly froze. It was rather unusual, since I was playing on my brand new high end PC, but I knew TF2 had the tendency to lag, so I just ignored it. That's when an ear-bursting beep came out of my ear buds. It was around 2:00 AM and I pretty much flew out of my chair. That's when TF2 returned to "normal" Or at least I thought so... The first thing I noticed that all of the load-out slots were gone. It was just a dark-gray background with two gray buttons below it (all the text was gone). Then I noticed the scout was looking at me. It's eyes had no pupils and there was no gun on his hands. I remember having these sorts of glitches when I used DX 8.1, so it was no surprise. The title screen was the boldest title screen I'd ever seen. It was just a black screen, with the words "Team Fortress 2: written in white at the top of the screen. It wasn't written in TF2's theme font, but rather Times New Roman, like it was rushed out out something. Below it were three options: Play, Options and Quit. As it was kinda late and I had to sleep, I decided to just jump to play. As the server browser opened, my sub-consciousness was already starting to realize what I was getting into. I suddenly felt felt a fear I never thought I would fee, irrational or not. - I was shocked when it could only find one single server. Minutes ago it found over two thousand servers, so how could it find only one now? I checked the filter and they were all turned off; turning any of them on would make the server disappear from the list. What crept me out the most were the details of this single server The name of the server was just "Team Fortress 2." so I instantly suspected it was a listen server; the Game tab was empty, the player count was 1/14, the Map was just "Manor" (it was written like that not "cp_manor_event," just "Manor"), and the ping was 10. "That's what I call ping," I whispered to myself. I kept staring at the player count for around 30 secs; I was trying to figure out what was someone doing there, lonely, on a remote server, isolated from the playerbase I reluctantly entered the server. The loading bar was just a long white stripe, with no text. It connected. I wasn't greeted by the usual blackboard welcoming screen; instead, it just went straight to the class selection screen. I had just crafted the Horsemann's Headtaker, and I really wanted to try it out, so I instinctively chose Demo. I spawned as a BLU Demo, but in the middle of the map. I had no weapon. I checked out the score, my name was the only one there. There was no one in RED neither in Spec. Wasn't there supposed to be someone here? I opened up the server browser again, and now the player count was 2/14. The name of the server suddenly switched to "get out." I got freaked out by that one, but kept going - Before even moving from the odd place I spawned, I typed "Who are you?" I got no answer. I just supposed he didn't speak English and casually walked out. That's when my demo suddenly burst into flames. At first, I thought he was just a lone pyro, but that's when, with a scream of agony I had never heard from any demo-man before, he blew up. Buy this point I was already scared to death, so I quickly disconnected. The server browser automatically opened a few moments after my "scare-quite." This time the name of the server "come back I want you." I decided to step up and go in again, now prepared for anything. As it connected for the second time, it just skipped everything and upon fully connecting, I spawned as a Demo with no weapons again. The location however, was different. I spawned over the gap around the third CP, instantly falling to death. As I waited to respawn, the camera went to a fairly odd looking place I had never seen before. All I could see was a large white stripe with a red and blue stripe next to it (one on each side). The place I re-spawned was the bottom of the well for me. It was a dark, disturbing room, with a single locker on the right of the exit. I had already played quite a few matches on the map, but I didn't remember ever seeing such a room. When I walked out, all I could see was a bright white, like what you see when you walk out of bounds in some maps. After roaming around the vast, white desert for a while, something appeared in the chat box: "You are good to go" - It had no player name behind, but it couldn't be any mod or plug-in. I was already losing my sanity. Nothing of it was all that creepy. But it was just so off that it was creeping the hell outta me. Right after that message came up. I saw a steel gate in the distance. I walked all the way up to it, and quickly got in. I didn't even think twice. I just wanted to get over with this mind-f*ck. What I saw when I walked in scarred my mind so deeply that it's like I see it every time I dare think of the words "Team Fortress 2" All of the classes from both teams hung up, their mangled faces looking at me and some of their limbs missing. Between the two teams was a large white stripe with smaller red and blue stripes on the sides matching their respective teams, forming a large hallway. So that's what I saw while respawning. That's where the camera was, still in first person perspective, as Demo-man. Every time I looked at the hanged demo, the screen would start to get grainy and an image would start slowly fading in to my screen until I looked away. It changed each time I looked. But as far as I could tell, there were all mangled bodies. As the image fully formed for the 4th time, it covered up the entire screen, and kept starring at me for around 5 secs. After that it abruptly disappeared, and when I looked at the hallway again, all the bodies had disappeared. It then froze again, and I could see only one last message on the chat box before I lost connection: "Why?" - After disconnecting, I checked the server browser for one last time; the server had just vanished. TF2 (if I can call it that) then closed itself. I opened up Steam and saw there was a new update for TF2. It was, simply, called "-Fixed" I knew what that ment, but still found it unsettling. I wasn't able to sleep at night, so I just spent the night playing another games. . . anything but FPSs. Next morning I asked my friend WTF was that. He said he hadn't logged on steam for a bout a week Since then I haven't played TF2. I was unsure about what to do, so I just decided to note this down and post it on TF2's SPUF, just to spread the word I can't sleep, I'm not eating or drinking well, and I can't step out of my apartment. Whatever that was, it's haunting me. I see it in the corner of my eyes, inside my PC, at the street outside my building. its' there, I'm sure. I tried watching some fun TF2 videos to recover from the trauma, but every once in a while the video would stop, and all the classes would stop whatever they were doing and stare at me ... with no pupils, of course.

@@ImmaLittlePip guess you and I have some lost Creepypasta experiences then lol.

@@DjDeadpig lol probably These are all old and I wouldn't doubt if some of them are lost in the wind Got a few troll ones too

I remember this pasta! There's a reading of it on yt, but it's like 10 years old I think

Ristar, man, now I gotta play it again

@@NotActuallyCreative I had that little sega console that has alot of packed games in it, it worked perfectly no flaws

Imagine you show TF2 players in the past Mimi-Sentry... What a reaction that would be and it's not even too far into the past.

@@yourcordialvermillionchapw2398 Imagine telling someone who bought TF2 in 2007 that the game will still be played by many thousands of people in 2024.

free 9 revenge crits

yeah its good

This was years ago, do not expect fine wine XD

Creepy pastas are usually written by young people so they are not really scary and also kinda edgy