Spoopy Innawoods General /siwg/

>>31166320
skinwalkers don't look like 2l mt dew bottles

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alright mate

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i'll dump some of my folder, but I've got to go to bed soon. I'm tired and sore as heck.

>Inna tent
>readin The Lost World
>Get to Compsognathus part
>suddenly a bunch of things start chittering and kicking the leaves around just outside the tent
spoopy

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A classic

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goodnight /k/ =^.^=

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>>31167025
This one actually made turn to check behind me.

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>>31167025
>>"Nigga when you heard a bear like that?"

kek

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>>31169262

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>>31169267

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>>31169284

Anyone have the guy who went to his uncles cabin in canada in the winter? It's more /x/ than /k/, but fuck me it was well done.

>>31169423
also its a fucking tree

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UGDTsizPAU

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>>31169474
I'll look anon

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>>31169503

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>>31169510

>>31169252
IIRC isnt this the OG of goatman stories, like where all the "blood and copper smell" stuff comes from?

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Aww before you could drop a pin and simply text your friend your geolocation.

>>31169545
Possibly I've just been dumping from my old /x/ folder from college.

It is one of the oldest I have though.

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>>NTC at Ft. Benning
>>Fire Training Exercise (FTX)
>>Live ammo magics itself

Fake but I get a kick out of it.

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>>31169658

Also fake but slightly more believable,

>>31169586
It also got turned into a mini movie called "Wierdo".

Bear in mind it was made by highschoolers on a budget of $0 before you try and compare it to citzen kane or something but if you know the story its a fairly enjoyable waste of half hour. It's on Vevo i think.

>tfw the goatman is a proper QT.

>>31170104
I'll look into it.

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>>31169776
>mfw I read a skinwalker story which takes place in both the areas my old and current holiday house

Anyone around/ever heard of a little town in Colorado called Buena Vista?

>>31170284
If not, I'll save my stories for another spoop thread or I'll leave them on /x/

>>31170475
fuck that post em

>>31170795
Give me about an hour, I gotta drive to uni then type it out on my phone before class

>>31166963

Be like Bill

I've run out of spoopy stories. fuck.
anyone have the one where anon negotiates with a skin walker?

So this isn't a total innawoods story. It happens half innawoods and half in my old semi-rural neighborhood. Basically a housing development that has a huge patch of forest and scrub in the center.

>Be walking home one night at about 3am from a friend's house
>slightly drunk, not too drunk to be seeing this shit
>I am walking down a long stretch of road that is within our neighborhood.
>At the end of the road I see a streetlight with a tiny silhouette under it.
>Whatever
>as I finally get within about 30 feet, I realize it's a child.
>A little girl.
>She's wearing dark jeans, and a black hoodie with her hood up.
>I get into the light with her and try to walk past
>She pipes up "Hey"
>Her voice is very high. She sounds very, very young.
>"Uh, yes?"
>She asks me for directions to a street that I knew of very well. I had just passed it about a fourth of a mile back.
>"Yeah it's not far back the way I came on the right. Like 5 streets down."
>She then tells me thanks, and that she wasn't getting service out here, or else she would have had a gps map.
>I think to myself, that is odd since we got perfect service out there, but whatever.
>I finally see her whole face as she looks up at me
>She couldn't have been older than 10 years old. I would say she wasn't even 10 yet.
>And the last, but weirdest thing I noticed were her eyes. She had no whites.
>Like she was wearing black contacts.
>I had some pretty weird feels upon seeing that, but continued on my way.
>I reached the part of my familiar journey where I could cut through the open field and woods or stick to the streets.
>Through the woods was faster, and I wanted to get home.
>So I went into the woods/field full of tall grass.
>This is where it got bad
>I got into the thickest part of the wooded area and felt like I was being watched
>I was using my phone to light up the bike trail we used all the time to go on walks, or just to get home faster. As a kid I took it home from school almost every Friday.
Cont

>>31171393
>So I knew the trail very well and decided to turn my light off and try to sneak out of the woods.
>I was counting on, if someone was following or watching, that they wouldn't know the area as well as me and I'd lose them.
>I just trundled along trying not to trip on rocks.
>That is when I realized that the trees and bushes to my left were still rustling...despite the wind dying down.
>And this was only a few feet away.
>stopped and backed into the other treeline, getting ready to bolt through the other side of the bike trail and up into some houses about 100 yards in.
>I crouched in some bushes and waited.
>The rustling moved up the trail and stopped.
>Then I heard mumbling.
>A deep mumble and a higher pitched one.
>And then several other voices.
>Immediately I thought that it was the girl, and she was some sort of bait for some older dudes who wanted to mug me.
>So I went full Predator Inna Jungle and did my best to turn the same color as my surroundings, despite it being dark.
>The noises vanished.
>Nothing.
>I came out of hiding after my 5 minute or so wait.
>There was nobody there.
>So I ran the rest of the way home stumbling and falling like a stupid horror movie chick.


And then a few days later I got on /x/ and read about BEK's..which spooped me to no end, and of course I came to /k/ and theere were spoopy innawoods threads like this one.

>>31171489

What's a BEK?

>>31171524
Black Eyed Kids.

Basically demons or, actually more like Skinwalkers that take the form of human children to lure you close to them. I read about them on /x/ like, two days after and NOPED in my pants.

>>31171524
black eyed kid

Okay so Buena Vista. If it takes a long time to type I'm sorry, I'm in class right now and typing on my phone. Anyways.

About 10 minutes outside of town, there's this 40-50 foot rock in the middle of a field, that some people like to call elephant rock. About 300yd away there's the Arkansas river, with a bunch of trees around it because tits the only soirce of water until the spring melt. About a mile and a half the other direction is where my parents set up our campsite, at the foot of a 20ish foot cliff. Just a little information.

>July 2015
>18 years old, camping with parents
>decide to go look around at around 5pm, last light around 730.
>leave the campsite with my dad's single shot .22lr slung over my shoulder and head out to elephant rock
>climb up to the top and just chill for a while.
>around 6, I decide to scout the area and decide to scan the treeline from the top of the rock
>nothing of interest at first, decide to throw pebbles off the rock at a bush
>630pm, I decide to scan the area again for some reason
>towards the river I see somebody at the treeline with a red shirt, blurry because Lol 300yd away and I can only see so much with my little 4x32 scope
>decide to wave slowly at them to see if they see me
>they slowly raise their arm over their head and keep it there for a few seconds
>rub my eyes and look again, gone
>for some reason think its my dad telling me its getting late and its time to come in
>for some reason start heading towards the river
>for some reason thought campsite was towards the river
>just felt an unnatural urge to go to the river, like an anxious feeling

cont.?

>>31171656
yes please

>>31171656
don't bother asking if you should cont. or not, just do it

>>31171656
>>31171828
>get to the treeline
>suddenly feeling scared to go in
>urge to get to the river intensifies
>push through the treeline, eventually hear and see river
>all is calm
>sit by an eddy on the side, watch the water and listen to nature
>see something funny in my reflection
>see my face but behind me, above me, something spindly and gray
>feel impending doom, like somebody watching me
>turn around
>its a fucking aspen tree towering over the water
>feel like an idiot and head back to camp
>wonder why I felt so badly to get to the river
>whatever.png

Fast forward a few hours

>cleaning up campfire, douse the embers in water, makes that hissing steam sound
>get ready for bed, but uneasy feeling still. Still want to go to the river

Fast forward a few more hours
>probably like 1am?
>hear rocks falling from the top of the cliff, like little pebbles
>suddenly, hissing sound again, like the fire being put out but like its been played through a record player
>pebbles stopped falling but now it sounds like someone walking through the campsite, sounds of gravel crunching
>more hissing
>on full alert now, parents waking up just noticing noise
>tent starts violently shaking, high pitched hissing turns into a the sound a tea kettle makes, only louder and gets louder
>all of a sudden everything stops.
>parents put their shoes on and we beat it back to town
>black out the second we get to the cabin

Will continue in a bit, class is starting. I'll tell about the next day in thirty minutes or so

we >>>/x/ now?

>>31172032
Tired of greentext, finish this story. We went back to the campsite at high noon the next day and discovered all of our stuff gone, just the ashes of the fire were left, but everything was gone, save for scraps of nylon from the tent and wrappers of food. Strange shit. But the weirdest shit we found was a tattered and bloody red flannel shirt, and the head of Scooby doo stuffed animal with its eyes ripped out. Nobody in my family brought flannels because it was mid summer and nobody was young enough to have a stuffed animal. So it was a weird find. Apparently throughout the night I was saying the word "river", at least my mom says so. I don't like scanning the treelines anymore.

My turn for OC. Probably deserves to be on /x/ instead of /k/ because no guns but whatever this place is cooler.

Before I start let me just say that after this incident happened I know why none of you amerifags go innawoods without guns.

Now I'm not American, I'm South African and a couple of years ago I was really into running (orienteering specifically, but any fell running was the shit). I was really tops at it too, like borderline kilian jornet levels of speed.

I've run in forests all over the world, I've been chased by a fucking lion before even after I ran into a fucking nature reserve by mistake, but nothing compares to this.

>be innawoods in America, running with teammates for fun before a race
>be in PineBarrens.fuckthis
Yes I know the pine barrens is supposed to be home of the jersey devil and all that but trust me this has nothing to do with a goat.
>running along, you people really need to clear the underbrush
We are running at a serious pace, probably around 15-20 km/h over pretty broken ground. For reference, literally nothing is faster than an orienteer in the forest. Because they are introducing bears back into European forests, orienteers there encounter them on a regular basis. I know two people personally who have run away from bears. One Romanian chick who even ran away from a bear twice. Not sure if it was the same bear but I digress.

>five of us pacing it, running pretty loosely, still quite tight because it's at night and we are in the middle of nowhere, don't want to get lost if someone breaks an ankle.
>sixth sense that you pick up is just feeling a bit off
>no smell of metal but def smells like something died out here
>one guy, Irish, tells us about how this reminds him of home.
>we hear for the second time "i' ellls lahk eh toylut ere"
>heard you the first time.bat you potato eating cunt
>"m8 that weren't me"
Oh fuck
Cont. sorry for cliffhanger but 2000

>>31172387
The "echo" had come from behind us, and we had no idea what was going on, we slowed down a bit and looked behind us, but saw nothing to we assumed it was a proper echo and just carried on running.
>10minuteslater.spongebob
>all five of us start hearing heavy breathing behind us. What's fucked is that we all swear it's coming from at least 100 meters behind us but we can hear it perfectly
>we start freaking out, wondering if it's a grizzly
>none of us know if we can outrun a grizzly, even if they are found in the pine barrens
>Irishcunt (sorry Jake but you know you're a massive cunt) complains (again, that's why you're a cunt) about the place being haunted
>from behind us "shiiiiithole is feckin cooooorsed"
>garbled as fuck, like imagine a metal death roar with a stutter
>shit nigga that's not a fucking echo
>don't stop running for anything
>pick up speed as much as possible, I swear all of us were borderline running world record speeds
>breathing doesn't go away, no more words, probably because we aren't speaking, the only thing we are saying is fuck over and over
>Occasionally we hear something like a dog trying to clear its throat, like a dog with AIDS voice trying to say fuck
>run Forrest run

>eventually we get to a road, in a blind panic we borderline sprint around 10 km until we get to some shitty petrol (sorry, gas) station where our coach was waiting for us

>asks why we got back so quickly, I say that irishcunt was feeling weak, other three back it up and irishcunt doesn't have the balls to disagree

This happened in 2013. I spent a couple of years thinking we had a bad trip on weed brownies we bought off some amerifag and got chased by a grizzly, but a few months ago I drifted off /b/ and came across skinwalker threads

smell checks out, creepiness checks out, voice imitating checks out, and I have no idea what else but a fucking skinwalker just so happens to be innawoods innanight and can keep up for an hour with people that can outrun bears

>>31172580
Pretty shitty layout becuase it's the first time I've shared it but I will probably type it out nicely and post it in another thread when I can give a shit

>>31172603
i screencapped anyway

>>31172864
I suppose I should thank you because now I don't have to give a shit about retyping

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>>31172944
you're welcome

>>31173086
#saved. Thanks

>>31166963
jesus fucking christ
the things women will say to cover up the fact that they take shits

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Posted my experience on /x/ so I went ahead and screencapped it so I wouldn't have to type it out again.

bumping for less generic skinwalker trash and maybe some oc or at least something that isn't posted every 3 days,

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>>31178293
The guy posted this for the first time last week.