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Imo, the scariest thing for me in horror is when the character does everything right, they do exactly what you would’ve done, they’re smart, and yet bad things still happen to them. There’s no beating it, you can’t outsmart them, it just happens to you and there’s nothing you can do about it.

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I used to be a moderator on the Creepypasta Wiki back before and at the peak of its popularity. At one point we stopped being an archive of popular 4chan stories and email chains and became the central hub for most internet horror stories and I think that got to our heads. We all had really strong ideas as to what constitutes as a Good Story and we made it rule that if your story wasnt up to those standards it would be deleted. This is a decision that, many many years later, I deeply regret participating in and enforcing because the site was a really good starting ground for young writers wanting to express themselves and we kicked them out unless it was up to SlimeBeast standards. If nothing else, even if we had removed stuff I think we shouldve actively maintained an archive beyond sending the especially bad stuff over to the Trollpasta Wiki because I'm sure there are many people to this day who would love to read their old material that they simply no longer can. No idea how relevant any of this is to the video as I'm only a few minutes in, but I just needed to vent this out. If you are someone who has the ability to destroy the work of others, I'd urge you to please not. Even if it's a poorly written horror story, it was SOMEONE'S poorly written horror story and that's something that needs to be appreciated on premise alone.

Insane that WE ARE NOT ALIVE would be what this channel would come to be named. Straight out of a creepypasta.

I think the ambiguity is the most terrifying part of creepypastas. The whole point of creepypastas is that stories are so mysterious that you can't tell if it's real or not, making you feel uncomfortable. Lost episode creepypastas of kids cartoons and video games are basically the early examples of "analogue horror" and ARGs.

I dont think my hyperrealistic eyes will be able to handle the glory of a Diregentleman video.

On the subject of horror stories, one thing I've been getting into recently is SCP. It's a very unique community of fiction writers that's still going on today. Since writing is sort of your purview, I really think you guys should take a look at it sometime!

Wow, I can’t believe Gus and Henry are dead. Their deaths are so sad, it almost feels like this is some kind of creepypasta video… #WeAreNotAlive I have arachnophobia, and I had a dream as a kid where I was in my grandparents’ old house. There was like two spiders that appeared on the iPad I was using, and I tried to turn it off. But it activated this psychedelic moment where they came out but were for some reason coloured like a children’s colouring book. And like they pinned me and just… stared at me while a red and white background pulsed. To this day they are my most terrifying nightmare demons. Also the ghost that tried to rip my dick off because I was watching minecraft videos on an iPad while in Minecraft irl for some reason. That was less terrifying but it was painful as hell.

Oh man, I remember my creepypasta oc. I never really wrote a backstory for her, she was just mostly my excuse to forcefully make popular creepypasta characters I liked make logical sense. She had the ability to do so because she actually went to the gym and was trained in combat, unlike most of the popular creepypasta teenagers.

Ok but I think I might need to read the twist "Narrator was crystal meth" story.

this video made my eyes turn black and bleed hyper-realistic blood 10/10 would listen again

One of my nightmare demons is Medusa, but she acts more like a vampire/crocodile. Instead of turning me stone, she stalked me while I was swimming, pulled me underwater, and then suddenly I was gorgon to! And was staking prey with her! #wearenotalive

To add to the bit about horror "just stopping", one of Lovecraft's best work was The Color Out of Space. Thing happens, its good at first, suddenly gets bad, get worse, everyone melts, then the locals are just left to deal with whats left. The idea of what happens AFTER a fucked up thing can be scary in and of itself and its usually not greatly touched upon. Its why Nightmare on Elm Street 3 is one of the best in the series.

I was enjoying watching We Are Not Alive, until I realized. I was watching evil We Are Not Alive.

My nightmare monster: I was looking out the window at a dark cloud. I said, 'That's a pretty stupid looking cloud.' The cloud replied directly into my mind, 'You'll wish you hadn't said that.' I was immediately filled with intense dread at the cloud's revenge, and woke up in a sweat.

At some point in the past, there was this nightmare where I saw a squiggly drawing of a vampire on a wall near my door, being made up of different colored crayons. Except for some reason, I wasn't able to look away from it; closing my eyes caused something the force them open, and the vampire drawing got increasingly more detailed & nightmarish, to the point where the area around it started flashing random colors. EDIT: There's also this...fluid Christmas "dream" I had about Santa Claus. I briefly saw him riding in the sky with his sleigh and reindeer, with the moon behind him. But it was so fluid that it came off as uncanny. And I put dream in quotation marks because I still don't know if that was real or not. #WeAreNotAlive

Who else here was horrified by the Veggietales episodes as a youth, and subsequently had nightmares featuring rumor weed, the Rapscallions, and Barbra Manatee?

My creepy nightmare demon was a kid that sits upside down on my ceiling, and spoke exclusively in the sound of water rushing through pipes. Also I love that tangent about what makes good advice.

One of my nightmare creatures are goblins with a long frog tongue, who turn anything they touch into ice, they would skate around on ice skates to get around, and they were invading the world. They used their long ass creepy tongue to wrap em around people, drawing them in and then turning them to ice.

12:27 I and other people feel like it's probably Schaffrillas Productions because he clowns on twist villain's a lot. But you described him as "Hates any time there's a twist villain" in the Tumblr video, and he's stated he likes Waternoose and Ernesto de la Cruz, he mainly just hates bad ones.

The earliest nightmare monster that stuck with me: I was in a (makeshift?) hospital, with the curtains around my bed open. The harsh hospital lights were on, but everyone else was asleep, so I think it was night. Stalking through the rows of beds, opening the curtains, was this person(?) with mechanical spider legs (I think based on the dwemer from Morrowind), an animal face, and scalpels for fingers, and I somehow *knew* that it was named "oodle-oodle". It was slicing into people's chests, for some reason. It had a squirrel with a human head, that I knew was named "mother's star" alongside it, commanding it, crawling on the tracks that the curtains were hung from. I think Mother's Star also had the ability to make people fall asleep and maybe do other things if you looked into its eyes? I panicked and got up and started running, and oodle-oodle was chasing me, being yelled at by Mother's Star to make me do something. I woke up when it caught me #WeAreNotAlive

The only nightmare I can genuinely remember is, after a game show where I lost and as a result a series of godly kaiju called "Titans" were released, I exited my apartment which is where the gameshow took place (it was underwater so I imagine there was a portal in the doors or something) I saw a man who looked like a zombie and notably had a chunk out of his neck, he asked me "Can I kill you" to which I responded "No" and ran away, he then chased me around my home town and school until I got on a bus and escaped him #WeAreNotAlive

Great advice, love that creepy bit

"You're not inside of me, I'm inside of you!" -Voreschach

Every 14 year old trying to write a creepypasta in 2014 after slenderman: "One day, man went go to gas Station Then he saw, he saw the man The man pissing and shissing on thr cash Register and He say "wtf u doing" The man said "am pissing" Thanks 4 red"

So this is where the new name came from haha

There Existed An Addiction To Blood is the bloodiest album to ever blood. The cover is basically a bunch of nails on a black background and those are prime ways to cause blood to come out of a person. The soundscapes for the songs will probably cause you have blood coming from the ears cause at times the album gets very harsh. But all in all the album is just bloody and scary fun that's basically based on horror films, which have lots of blood in them.

I know this vid is pretty old by now, but I want to mention that, one of the best examples of a mental imbalance used in a creepypasta imo is Tales from the Gas Station. The main character has a real life (though rare) condition that doesn't allow him to sleep and he has to cope with not always being sure whether what he's seeing is real or a result of his illness. It's really well done and one of my personal favorites.

Reposting this as an initial comment because it's a better example and haunts me more than the other one I was around 4 when I dreamed this I was in my room. I went to open my window(not a thing I was strong enough to do in the waking world), and suddenly there was a giant outside who picked me up. I woke up, panicked, and then went to check on the window. I opened it, and was picked up by the giant. I woke up again, and the scene kept repeating, each time I had a greater sense of dread, and felt like I didn't even have a choice but to open the window and be picked up and presumably eaten. Eventually I woke up and went to open the window and was not strong enough to open the window. There was no giant outside. For the next day I was still terrified and not sure I was awake #WeAreNotAlive

I had this one nightmare where me and a bunch of friends were running away from zombies who kept repeating the phrase "I am home" and eventually there was this one who was like a weird fusion of my mom and one of my friends who got past our defenses that I was continuously punching in the face while it said on repeat "I am home." That image has never left my mind #WeAreNotAlive

Oh I've been waiting to share this one! This nightmare has haunted me for years even though it sounds, absolutely ridiculous My family was going to the local science museum which was opening a new exhibit. On the way there we saw this rainbow bridge so we started riding up the rainbow until we got to a secret cloud museum above the regular one. We looked around but then! The wizard cloud man was there! He was angry we were there despite him wanting the rainbow to take us there. So he kidnapped my sister (she was a baby when I had this dream) and put a pink hat on her head. Then he hid her under a cloud and put three other pink hats in a row and we had to guess which one my sister was under, otherwise she'd fall to the ground. We guessed but unfortunately it was wrong, so the whole family started falling down in the van. Somehow the landing was safe and everyone was fine. And we vowed to never go to a cloud museum ever again :) #wearenotalive

#WeAreNotAlive I think the earliest nightmare I can remember is being in some giant's kitchen. The surroundings were probably at least partially influenced by Mary Poppins, and now that I'm typing it out, definitely from Jack and the Beanstalk. Also, pretty sure the giant looked kinda like if Raffi was a porcelain doll.

#WeAreNotAlive awhile back ago I had this nightmare where a blackout occurred at a local retail store where i worked. In the nightmare I was being chased and hunted down by a demonic corn being armed with a taser. This corn being had skinny spongebob legs and arms, with a human face and buck teeth. He called himself Cornifer, the Lucifer of corn. The worst part about this nightmare was that this man was legit terrifying. So that's my nightmare.

Man i really hated the "im bleeding out but im gonna type out this very detailed story in case someone finds it" because it could have been good. Like, someones trying to tell you about this horrific thing, but they cant afford to go into detail, so they only focus on the important details and let your imagination fill in the blanks. Also, creepypasta characters are, imo, always better when they are this being whos origin is unkown. Trying to give a character like slenderman or jeff the killer or zalgo, or any other teenage emo girl's wet dream, a backstory kinda ruins the sense of dread that comes from not knowing where a threat comes from. which doesnt allow you to fully understand it, which doesnt let you fight or confront it. Anyways, sorry for the rant lmaoo. I have a lot of... things... to say about the creepypasta fandom, as i was in it for my early teenage years. Good video as always boys Edit: kinky not kenku gang lesss goooo Edit 2: ALSO, DID WE, LIKE, COLLECTIVELY AGREE TO JUST GLOSS OVEF THE FACT THAT HENRY WROTE A STROY WHERE THE PROTAGONIST TURNED OUT TO BE H1TLER??????? AND THE OTHER STORY WHERE ITS CRYSTAL METH?????? I N E E D TO KNOW MORE.

The Russian Creepypasta is a delightful sub-genre of it’s own, where if something creepy happens, it’s always either some shamanistic curses and woodland monsters of the indigenous Siberian people, shadowy Soviet experiments or Morrowind mods that will make you go insane for some reason. Also the good ol’ Satan, of course.

Its all fun and games until Gus and Henry: Vore for Hire shows up in my youtube reccomendations

I think the scariest creepypasta I've ever read wasn't fatal- I forget what it was called, but the basic gist is that someone mixed their meds wrong and it caused their perception of time to slow so drastically that they were trapped in their own mind for millenia, stuck in place, for what felt like forever and then they just- like- went back to normal time processing after that

My friend J.B., short for Jacob Blood, and I were walking down the bloody streets of L.A. when we saw a couple Bloods taking the blood out of a dude. It was blood-chilling.

On the subject of weird nightmares and nightmare demons (sleep paralysis demons in this case), I think the one that filled me with the most horror came in the weirdest way. The only part I remember is standing outside in a trailer park with someone (I can't remember who but I remember a sense of familiarity) and then put of nowhere I hear this high pitched, shrill, pulsing sound. I felt an immediate sense of dread and panic and threw myself under the nearest car in a fetal position, the sound still pulsing. The person I was with didn't react though, they didn't even ask me why I was so scared. I had the concept behind bats flood my mind, I had no reason to believe whatever made the noise was a bat but I somehow knew it had a relation to them. Then I woke up, face down and paralyzed. I still heard the sound. That was the only experience with sleep paralysis I've ever had and it still freaks me out when I think on it. I'm open to names for my sleep paralysis demon, my current name is bat-thing #WeAreNotAlive

The most disturbing of my own horror nightmares is a recurring dream I had as a very young child (

my most iconic nightmare monster has to be from the "plier dream" where there was a condition where people would have one massive plier on their feet in place of their toes and one of them attacked me in a convenience store #wearenotalive

One nightmare I distinctly remember was one where I wound up on an abandoned spaceship that was torn apart (think the GFS Valhalla from Metroid Prime 3 - look it up if you don't know). It was pretty standard gloomy fare until I made it to the outside of the ship. The ship was stuck floating in space distinctly surrounded by a sea of golden clouds. If you looked down though it's just an infinite black pit of nothing. What really got me was seeing the clouds part to see this humongous eldritch Lovecraftian monster come into frame, like it easily eclipses the ship in size. To this day I still don't have a good description of what it was supposed to look like, but it scared me enough to wake up immediately. As a person that routinely catalogues my dreams, I felt this was interesting enough to put into my games as-is without modifying anything about it. #wearenotalive

#wearenotalive When I was a toddler I had a nightmare about a "knight in shining armor" named The Bop who lived behind this old wood burning stove we had. The Bop did nothing in the nightmare, just stood there, but I knew he was there to kill me. My mom remembers me waking up screaming "The Bop! The Bop!"

You know, I really appreciate that you two give everything a fair shot. It would be really easy to go "haha creepypasta bad" but the fact y'all are even-handed and realistic about it is both more useful for other creatives and also makes it way funnier when you DO trash something, because we know you're not playing up negativity for the cameras.

That intro was spot on.

#WeAreNotAlive When I was 8 I had a nightmare that spiderman from the 90's animated series had died and there were a bunch of people walking all over his grave and casually talking about how he died. He came back to life as a giant, buff, green skinned zombie with a praying mantis head, and whenever he was attacking someone his head would claymation unfold unto a laughing skull with bulging eyes hanging out of the sockets by their nerves. Even as an 8 year old I thought it sounded stupid when I woke up but in my dream it scared the shit out of me

My first nightmare demon ever that I can remember was from when I was around 2-3 years old, I was so young and it was so long ago that I can't remember if it was a nightmare, a really vivid intrusive thought, or sleep paralysis, I'm pretty sure I was in a sort of in an inbetween state between awake and asleep when I had this dream thing. The dream thing starts with me in my bed, just casually going to sleep when the door opens, I thought it was my mom at first, but it was actually the "e" logo for Internet Explorer; the bottom part of the "e" was its jaw and the hole in the middle was it's eye. It came into the room, tore me to pieces and ate some of me, but left some pieces of my body under the covers and left the room. At this point I was just a ghost observing from the corner of the room and watched as my mom came in to check on me, she thought I was asleep under the covers and I just had to sit there and watch as she pulled back the blankets to see nothing more than a pile of meat, I had no idea what organs were at that age and just assumed that people were just made of solid meat and bones. To this day, that dream makes me shutter, I don't think I've ever had a dream that morbid since, and at age 3? I couldn't even conceptualize the idea of being torn to pieces at the time, my brain had to come up with theories of what's inside the human body as it was happening. I felt emotions during that dream that I had never felt once up until that point, I think that dream must've been the first time I developed a theory of mind, the realization of mortality, the realization that my mother is limited in her ability to protect me, and also empathy towards my mother and the grief she would've been feeling in that moment. That dream about the Internet Explorer nightmare demon changed me.

The only exception to the "don't overuse words like blood rule" is space funeral, and I live by that

I've had this weird recurring nightmare since I was a kid it's not as crazy as Gus's nightmare demons but it is kinda creepy. So in the dream I'm always in like a textbook Indiana Jones rainforest and it's always the dead night, most of the time I'm sitting either inside (usually the backseat) or on the hood of some vintage car that's covered in moss and vines. The car changes every time I have the dream but the one thing that stays the same is that it's always a bright pastel yellow. Now the creepy part comes from this clown that never speaks but just kind of stares me down for the entirety of the dream. The clown looks like any other creepy circus clown with red hair and a striped outfit but it has bright yellow snake eyes. It moves to only two places every time I have the dream, in the front seat passenger side of the car or an arms length away from me. I don't really have a fear of clowns, I think they're pretty creepy given the right context, but regardless this dream always has me waking up feeling extremely antsy and unsettled #WeAreNotAlive

would love a part two on this! also uhhhh my weirdest nightmare of late was that i was in high school and nobody seemed to react to scheduling like i did, i figured out that when i held up the nutrition info to dried fruit that nobody except me could read numbers/ clocks anymore, so the world around me was chaos. eventually i found out they were brainwashed or w/e but the initial shock is what i remembered the most

We Are Not Bloody Alive. Okay, so weirdly, I don't think I've ever had a nightmare. I've had dreams where scary things happen, but I never remember experiencing fear. But I did have this one dream when I was younger where I was in a treehouse, and two 20-30 feet tall white Minecraft Endermen in the distance were slowly lurching towards me until they were close enough to reach into the treehouse with their long arms.

Hearing that piano background track at the beginning gave me a full body rash

i once had a dream where i was being chased by a giant snake, which seems pretty normal as far as dreams go, but the strangest and funniest thing was that the snake was posed like a W, and walking like a person. of course, this was terrifying at the time, but now it just makes me laugh whenever i think about it. #WeAreNotAlive

Gus’ nightmare demons got nothing on me. I had a dream where I had just moved into a typical haunted house, but the twist was that I was Peter Griffin #wearenotalive

One of the first nightmare monsters I remember was a bunch of early Looney toons animated weasels that would chase me around a completely normal, real life world and would just repeat the word 'chicken' over and over again while running at me on two legs. And for some reason it was like from a 3rd person view where I'd just see myself running in and out of view, then reappear running in a different area. I was also really small and I remember a part where my dad was there shooting at the weasels from behind a car.

I would enjoy a part 2

A dream I had as a child involved my parents having Yoda-like bobbleheads. Beyond that, the nightmares I have usually have human beings doing terrible things. Real People are always scarier than fake monsters.

Would love to see a part 2!

Absolutely want a part 2, keep up the good work lads

Real talk? That segment about describing things in heavy detail while about to die actually gave me a great character idea. Just... someone concerning nonchalant about present danger while writing a memoir or something...

i was soooo unbelievably into slenderman as a young person, and still am to an extent, but imo the good stuff was always the video content that allows people room to really develop their story ideas. flash fiction is great, but i like horror i can really sink my teeth into. i haven't completed a lot of pastas but i did write one that made it to the nosleep podcast early this year which i'm always really proud about- "things that happen in small town america" if you want to check it out!

Here's some of my nightmare monsters 1. A yellow and black moist foam m&m with googly eyes and a mouth that came out of my dresser and said hum num num I'm gonna get you 2. 6 stage coachman that sucked me in to a wall where barbers put me in to a large bowl of cold spaghetti 3. An invisible force that hurts my back and can shapeshift #WeAreNotAlive

#WeAreNotAlive One nightmare I had as a kid was me in my bedroom. However for some reason my bedroom was purple and covered in pipes. The last thing I remember was a large monster entering my room and saying something in gibberish. It looked kinda like that weird mascot, Gritty but covered in/ made out of bright green, nickelodeon style slime.

One utterly terrifying nightmare I had was that a praying mantis had crawled into my bed, and I accidentally rolled onto it in my sleep and killed it. I legitimately got up, searched my bed for it (it didn't actually exist), and went to go cry in the bathroom. Eventually I felt so tired and done, I just went back to bed, fully accepting there was a massive dead insect somewhere in there. I'm not actually afraid of praying mantises, and I think it was an actual fever dream. As in, I was horribly ill that day and compared to my other symptoms, hallucinating insects would be mild.

Yeah ever since I found this channel I've been waiting for this specific episode oh my God fuck yes fuck

When I was very young I had a nightmare about a baby in a buzz lightyear costume attacking me in the middle of the night. Kid dreams are wild. #wearenotalive

These videos are too funny, I'm trying to draw and I can't cause my hand is too shakey from how hard I'm laughing

I %100 want more of this.

Henry if you are reading this tell us more about the story where the twist is that the main character is Hitler Also yes i would definitely love a part 2

I just clicked play but oh my GOD not that music 😭😭😭 please stop your awakening my inner 12 year old

This channel is a gold mine, they make too much good content and i don't have the time to watch all of it and thats what i love in a youtube channel

I've had a weird, recurring nightmare since I was a kid. For a quick bit of background, I'm terrified of the ocean-- so this nightmare already starts out with something terrifying to me. I'm swimming in the ocean. It's not a typical ocean. It's got these huge, buoyant (not in the regular lily pad sort of way, but more in the "life raft" kind of way?) lily pads floating in the middle of it and no shoreline anywhere in sight. At first, I'm just swimming along peacefully. Then, I start to feel my limbs weigh down. My eyes droop with exhaustion. The sun goes from high in the sky above me to falling over the horizon and suddenly I'm aware that I've been swimming for hours without resting. I swim over to a lily pad and I climb on top of it, and then, every single time, I make the mistake of looking over the side of the lily pad and into the clear water. I see the sand at the bottom of the ocean start to move-- the coral begins to heave; suddenly I'm left extremely aware that there aren't any fish and there is no reason for the sand to be stirring up the way it is, or for the coral to be shuddering. Huge, spire-like teeth emerge from the sand and begin jutting up towards the water. They break the surface and tower above me. The lily pad was like a bear-trap trigger (you know, the little circular part in the middle) and I was laying right on top of it-- only, instead of working like a bear trap and skewering me, it's instead acting like an alert to something big and monstrous living in the ocean that prey has wandered in. I try to jump off of the lily pad to swim away, but my legs are glued to it. The creature's mouth closes and I am plunged into absolute darkness, and then it begins to lower deeper into the water-- which pours over my face from the gaps in it's teeth above. I always wake up before anything else can happen, but the last thing I usually experience is my head going under the water with my legs still glued to the lily pad. I feel breathless and my arms thrash, my legs WOULD but they can't, and I'm already exhausted at that point of my dream. So, I guess my nightmare demon would be whatever the fuck is lurking in that ocean, acting like a big venus flytrap. Not my worst recurring nightmare, but definitely one of the more memorable ones! #WeAreNotAlive

DyE fantasy was genuinely my first ever exposure to horror as a then 12year-old with unrestricted youtube access and I thank you for reminding me of this repressed memory.

Here's my bizarre nightmare story: When I was a kid I had an animated film I didn't really like called "The Mystery of the Third Planet" (I think it's Russian?). At one point I dreamt that I was given the sequel "The Mystery of the Third Planet 2", and started watching it, but the film was about me, getting too many Christmas presents and not having time to open them before going to bed. At night the presents joined together and became a hideous monster made of unopened comical Christmas presents. I then stopped the film to go have a poo, which for some reason I did with the door open. As I was sat on the toilet, the present monster from the film started coming down the stairs the toilet door faces, at which point I woke up from sheer terror. It's been like two decades since I've had that dream and I still have the image of that monster going down the stairs every time I use that toilet - it makes me feel like #WeAreNotAlive.

#WeAreNotAlive Nightmare monsters my brain conjured up in my sleep: 1. Floating Painty the Pirate chasing me around a pirate ship in the middle of a storm while singing the japanese Spongebob theme song; 2. Myself, after I have turned into a plant (sometimes vegetable, like broccoli); 3. Spiders; 4. Slade/Deadstroke who wants to kill me for literally just existing;

The digression into tabletop roleplaying was really interesting, I'd love to see a Two Professional Writers video about tabletop campaign writing advice sometime! #KinkyNotKenku

I seriously love how much of this is legitimately good writing advice

This nightmare I had when I was around 4 or 5 years old. The nightmare creature was based on a fox puppet from a UK children's show. The nightmare started was me waking up from my bed. I open the door to the hallway, the hallway was starting to slowly break apart and just having black voids everywhere like holes and such? The downstairs had the light on and everything and so far nothing bothered me as much. Just went downstairs into the living room as I normally do to watch tv. The light was on pretty dimly and I sat on the floor but tv comes on and there he is, but instead of the orange fur it was pure black instead, the fur was all messy, his eyes where dark and wide and probably hollow too, but the worst of all was his twisted jagged smile and seem to be kinda tall and slender like, he wasn't no longer a puppet but a creature that look like him in a way. He doesn't say anything, but opens his mouth up wide, like gapping wide mouth hearing some weird inhaleing noises as his mouth open wide, and it starts pulling me into the tv and his mouth become a black hole of sorts. I started crying and screaming trying to get onto the sofa as a safe spot. Then these other small, dark, demon like creatures come out, having red, yellow and green outlines, laughing at me and try to drag me in more into the tv. I keep crying and screaming something like no, no stop it, stop it and before I was eaten by the fox like creature I quickly wake up and was back in my bed paralysed by the nightmare that happen to me. And that was my first ever encounter with a sleep paralysis demon. Not to mention the house I used to live in might of been haunted, as it was a super old house. So I normally had a lot of nightmares around that time, being chased by something or being trapped or falling from a high place and so on. Thankfully now I don't have them as much as I used to from all those years ago. #WeAreNotAlive

I had a nightmare demon when I was a kid. Their was a pizza box on a table in the middle of nowhere. Then, music from an ice cream truck started playing, a swarm of kids came around the table to enjoy the pizza. But then, a huge pie of pizza with nothing but a gabbing mouth jumped out and devoured all the kids. The part I find strange is the fact that I wasn’t even one of the kids, nor did I know any of them. I just saw a bunch of random kids get eaten!

other than the aspect ratio being weird YESSS i love the amount of content ur putting out gus

Oh my gosh I have so many nightmare creatures I want to talk about but I don't want to annoy people with a text wall. Gus awakened my desire to infodump about dreams I've turned into SCPs. #WeAreNotAlive

I’m begging for a part two, this video would have had me howling with laughter if I wasn’t holding back since it’s late at night in my dorm rn

For one episode I just wanna see gus doing a British accent and Henry doing an American accent for the entire video because why not

As much as bad creepypasta does get clowned on by me and others, there is something truly haunting about a good scary story. When I was a kid I used to listed to people reading creepypasta while I did my hoemwork, and the story "I live in a one-story house" still scares me to this day when I am looking down a dark staircase.

I made a creepypasta parody oc once, she was just a sparkle wolf cursed with intelligence. I still think back fondly on her.

A Creepypasta Advice Part II would be very nice.

My earliest nightmare monster is this weird blood monster thing that was chasing me, and it could travel through display screens, and if it headbutted you, you'd turn into one. And the most vivid part of that dream was just a guy sitting at his computer, when its head came out of the screen and headbutted him. Another weird dream I had was where the local burger king sign was actually a portal to a hub of sorts, where you could access other dimensions, or something. There were three portals inside, labeled Hats, Santa, and Trains. Hats just takes you back to Earth. Santa takes you to a barren tundra inhabited solely by giant spiders. Trains takes you to a post apocalyptic earth, where the last shreds of humanity are all in a fake old west town encased by a mall

When I was a very young child (talking 4-5 years old), I had a recurring nightmare demon who took the form of a small slime blob with eyes that solely existed under a living room couch that was distinctly not my living room. It also only happened at night, with the moon out and the room in low light. Each time I would try to catch a glimpse of it under the sofa, and each time it would lash out, grab me by the legs, and drag me under the couch as I screamed bloody murder. At that point I would promptly wake up and go back to bed for the night. I distinctly remember trying to talk to it in one run of the nightmare to understand why it was doing this to me, to which it wordlessly dragged me under anyways. Some day I just stopped having the nightmare, but it sticks with me still. On a completely different note when I was a bit older, I was being chased by Max from Sam and Max, but a vampire. Both were equally terrifying. #WeAreNotAlive

For the #WeAreNotAlive thing, my most recent nightmare and also the most memorable is where I get house sitting duty and it turns to a weird mishmash of Disney, Lord of the Rings, The videogame Smite, The Simpsons and videogames in general. After my parents leave and leave me to look after the house, things freeze like in the film Frozen and people from Disney films ask for my help to put a stop to it. After I get the key that will stop the freezing, Sauron is there and constructs the castle that's found in Mordor. After which begins the videogame elements. After beating what seems to be the end level, I start to climb up a death star like shaft that leads to the person who is behind of all this. The person in question being Mister Burns. For some reason Homer Simpson is also there and gets scared. By running towards me, we both fall down the shaft. At the bottom, I land on steady ground, but Homer falls on a puddle of radioactive waste, turning into a blob monster, planning to eat me. After that I woke up.

FUCKING THANK YOU FOR MENTIONING THE VOID Its a movie I really like that no one ever really seems to talk about, and I know exactly the feeling you're talking about when it comes to the ending

It's always a good day when there's a new upload on Diregentleman :] looking forward to more of spongebob boys, and yeah I'd like a part 2, honestly I just enjoy hearing you guys talk about interesting stuff

I've got a couple of nghtmares which are so damn weird #WeAreNotAlive 1) So a nightmare from a decadeish ago, I'm running around this cabin from this clown for some reason and all it's doing is biting me. I hide under a desk and the clown comes in before I feel a sharp teeth pain in my leg. 2) The reason why I'm scared of spiders: I was super heckin young, maybe 5 or 6? I remember being in my old house in England and standing in the lounge looking up at a giant spider, floor to ceiling...with the face of my nanna. It's super dumb now but I will still freak at spiders.

The weirdest nightmare monster I can think of was one time when I dreamed that there was this large, cartoonish yellow dog that stood on two legs and talked, that sat on my best friend and demanded that I play with him in order to let my friend go. The scariest thing was that my friend was actually dying in the dream from being crushed but the dog barely even acknowledged that and treated what it was doing to him as being just a minor annoyance. #WeAreNotAlive

'It was only audio of eyeblood' I'm dying' #WeAreNotAlive when I was a kid I had two monsters. 1, The Catman was a 7'5 thing that had the exact shape and movements of a lanky human of that size except covered in very matted fur and the head is a very large Cheshire-cat head who would not stop smiling and won't blink, and 2. the Waze: a gaggle made of creatures identical to the icon of the Waze app. Their touch slowly destroy the part of your body they touch in a very painful way and their only goal is to touch you out of malice

Usually when I start dreaming in my sleep they don’t really involve any monsters or creatures but most of the time when ever I try to talk to someone or yell in my dreams I always sound like I’m covering my mouth and nobody hears me. However I remember one dream where I’m in my house at night, I walked from my kitchen to my bedroom and when I opened my door on top of my bed was this large pirate looking ship covered in sludge and garbage. I remember being able to walk around it too. Then all of a sudden what looked like arms or tentacles coming out of the pirate ship, grabbed me, hoisted me up and pulled me into the ship. To this day I’m not sure what my dream means or why I even started to dream about some monster pirate ship that’s alive but I guess it feels fitting to share about this experience. #wearenotalive

On the Weird horror-esque monsters that are born from our dreams as children, in the same sense, rather recently, about 2 or so nights ago I've had one of those dreams: In that dream, it had begun with a narrator that had said something along the lines, "True Horror is when your mind recognizes the subtle inaccuracies of a monster pretending to be Man," which was probably from some sort of long horror video I was watching when I fell asleep, From that narration, I was then with an old childhood friend from late elementary school, and we where hanging out at my house that was reminiscent of my current home but in the middle of a bald spot within a forest. I had ran upstairs to my bedroom to grab nerf guns for him and I to play with, and while I was digging through the toy chest for the guns, He had prompted me a question, which I can't remember the purpose of or what was spoken exactly, however when I had stopped to look at him, I realized that he was leaning against the window seal from the outside. The problem with that, I was on the second story of the house, at this point I had realized his face was, inaccurate as if it was slightly dis-proportioned, kinda like there was gravity pulling on the leftmost side of his face, One cheek was larger then the other, but not in a natural rounded form of an odd cheek that can come naturally, but more like the skin, flesh and fat was loose from from the bone, it had no shape or structure. I tried to kill him, I then woke up.

Rivisiting this video after a year and a half. Aw man it's so good

I have plenty of nightmare creatures. The ones I can recall from my childhood are as follows. I recall one that was basically a Role of magnet tape with Banjo Kazooie googly eyes that somehow ended up swallowing me like an anaconda. There was another one called the ghost, where I dreamt that I got stuck in a graveyard and no matter how far I ran I would always wind up in that same cemetery. I never actually got a good look at it, but it was able to catch me, where it used its powers to hold me in the air Darth Vader style. There is the sand witch, which only appeared at the end of the dream after being foreshadowed like crazy, and ended up grabbing my leg from beneath the sand with only it's sand like arm being visible. The most recent nightmare creatures I have dreamt up with are the facelings, which are basically changelings but they need to skin your face and wear it to actually turn into you. These creatures can best be described as hairless antennaeless Teletubbies that had neon yellow rubbery skin and sun yellow eyes that were surround with a crimson hue, as well as amber like teeth. Somehow the only one that appeared in my dream ended up being killed when I managed to ambush it, cutting off its head. They also have a laugh like a Stock Halloween skeleton decoration. #WeAreNotAlive

Oh boy I have a whole list of whacky dreams and nightmares I could pick up in this comment but I’ll go with this short and goofy one I had last month. So I was closing up this gate in my backyard and turning off these lights so a bunch of demons wouldn’t steal my livestock. Then the dream cut to this religious guy at a mall named “Sexy Henry The Preacher” and 3 identical women in red dresses came up to him and proposed or asked for favors but he’s very devout Christian so he said “No thank you, I’m hunting demons” as he proceeds to load a shotgun and go into my backyard to hunt 3 little red demons in my backyard. I suppose those demons are going to be #WeAreNotAlive pretty soon.