Archived threads in /x/ - Paranormal - 3185. page

>>14609675
Life

>>14609675
amnesia the dark descent of course
scp containment breach is breddy ghoul as well

BUmping in interest
Just got Clock Tower for ps1 but haven't played because lazy, anyone play it? To many scary games rely to much on jump scares, I hate it.

File: 56655611105.png (839KB, 2310x830px) Image search: [Google]

839KB, 2310x830px

repoastin last two

>>14624139
The allignments related to the NWO don't seem accurate 1 bit for most of them.

Bump
You should post the last 3-4 I didn't get to see them due to work.

>>14622636
C'mon /x/, /b/tards have helped you out before. You know this is right up your alley.

As far as we can tell, the domain was registered in 1994 and updated in 2013, so we're quite certain the OP isn't trolling us.

There is also a Yahoo question about from April 2014.

You know you want to know too.

>>14622636
pls

>>14622636
I think we could assume that your question should be "WHO is behind john.com?"

how can orgone be real if our eyes arent real

>>14636164

Rich nigger made a sex cult for the purpose of having as much illegal sex as he can without the law interfering, the fact he released his secret society to the public does not make it secret, since the initial veil is gone, the pseudo philosophical idea of a "secret society" is one to just lure in young people into a ring of selfish desire created by a person who has everything.

Who who has everything and has done everything often has an addiction to novelty, specifically sexual novelty, you'll find that rich people have extremely perverse sexual private lives that at times can even become murderous.

Basically its a hollywood cult for upper middle class hedonism that only mainly benefits one person, that being the superior leader, the man at the top of the pyramid, supported by his followers at the base.

He's an over indulgent hedonistic rich brat who has a narcissistic egocentric complex and is utilizing his fame coupled with impressionable youth to fulfill his insatiable addiction to sexual novelty.

>>14636195
Sounds like a real nigga.

>>14611392
Yoga and magick go hand in hand. Its even in Magick: In Theory and Practice.

Theurgy? Yes. Thaumaturgy? No.

>>14611436

So, same goal?

Das bump.

File: scarystorythebigtoe.jpg (108KB, 1023x788px) Image search: [Google]

108KB, 1023x788px

Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark: The Big Toe


A boy was digging at the edge of the garden when he saw a big toe. He tried to pick it up, but it was stuck to something. So he gave it a good jerk , and it came off in his hand. Then he hard something groan and scamper away.

The boy took the toe into his kitchen and showed it to his mother. "It looks nice and plump," she said. "I'll put it in the soup, and we'll have it for supper."

That night his father carved the toe into three pieces, and they each had a piece. Then they did the dishes, and when it got dark they went to bed.

The boy fell asleep almost at once. But in the middle of the night, a sound awakened him. it was something out in the street. It was a voice, and it was calling to him.

>>14595042

(cont.)


"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it groaned. When the boy heard that, he got very scared. But he thought, "It doesn't know where I am. It never will find me."

Then he heard the voice once more. Only now it was closer. "Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it groaned. The boy pulled the blankets over his head and closed his eyes. "I'll go to sleep," he thought. "when I wake up it will be gone." But soon he heard the back door open, and again he heard the voice.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" it groaned. Then the boy heard footsteps move through the kitchen into the dining room, into the living room, into the front hall. Then slowly they climbed the stairs. Closer and closer they came. Soon they were in the upstairs hall. Now they were outside his door.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" the voice groaned. His door opened. Shaking with fear, he listened as the footsteps slowly moved through the dark toward his bed. Then they stopped.

"Where is my to-o-o-o-o-e?" the voice groaned.

(At this point, pause. Then jump at the person next to you and shout:)

"YOU'VE GOT IT!

>>14267444
Go on OP, could be interesting

I'm a girl by the way.

File: _DSC0814.jpg (218KB, 1240x823px) Image search: [Google]

218KB, 1240x823px

I have recorded some of what I can get out of it,
I can't really understand much of what the hell it is saying. It seems to either be corrupted or something and the vocals get jumbled up and crackle alot, though I am willing to upload it too some voice recording sight for /x/ to hear if they wish. I does kind of sound creepy and is interesting.
If you guys like what you hear I can always go next week to pick up the rest so we can try and figure out the full story behind this.
The man who gave me them wouldn't talk much about the stock, he said he had to get rid of it fast, I just get paid to take this stuff so usually I just recycle or scrap everything, this is the most interesting find I've had in a long while.
I will not lie /x/ there are boxes and boxes of interesting notepads and memo kits all over the unit so for now we'll have to deal with these two tapes.

>>14246766
*two dogs.
Fuck I'm stupid.

This one time I took a big shit and I didnt want to look at it cuz I was spooked

>>14246766
I posted some shit in the last one. Figure I will help ya out a bit.

>grandma owns 59 acres in the country
>absolutely love this place
>have friends over for crawdad boil and inna woods fun
>having a great time well into the night
>we decide to bed down in a field and sleep under the stars
>one friend brings tent and decides to sleep in that instead
>rest of us a chatting idly and drifting off when we hear some snapping of branches
>just some animal in the woods we thought, that's what the fire is for
>I pass out
>get woken up by friend shaking me
>rest of friends are up and staring st the woods
>ask wtf is going on
>friend who woke me up tells me there are people in the woods as are watching us
>look over to where my friends are shining their lights
>bit of a ways off so the light isn't that great but there are definitely people on the edge of the woods
>suddenly one of them starts cackling
>friends all tense up and we get ready for shit to go down
>they just walk backwards into the woods
>we all stand in complete silence for a but then collectively shit our pants
>decide to get back to cars and the main house and wait for day and then get the fuck out of there
Probably just some crazy fucking drifters but that shit scared me on a whole 'nother lvl because I actually felt endangered

>surprise me
Oh, I will...

>>14227107
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpURRW80LnM
I always liked it.

way better than a lot of horror films these days.

>>14224021
shieet I dont know anything about that miley shit

but I hadnt heard any other of those hollywood stories

you got any more of those? or sauces?

>>14224076

Sorry anon, we're in the same boat.

I saw this a while back and it seemed really interesting. Without anymore info though, it's a solid open-close case of bullshit.

>>14224021
Oooo spooky.

A woman who spent most of her childhood in the spotlight with a "good girl" image went crazy and tried to rebel against it and her asshole father.

Nah that's not possible is must be aliens or a body double or something.

2spooky4me

may they enjoy it

>>14196874
the thing is, the handful of people that can see me only see me at certain times, it's not all the time and no one really cares either about what I'm doing, it's just there so they can see me.

>>14196862
Feeling it right now.
Becomes worse when im high

>>14187221
its like the mafia, but run by pedophiles
its the pedofia

Bumping for interest

>>14187307
"we're gonna make you an offer you can't count"

>Guides and info from the community:
http://pastebin.com/SrAWPTKZ
http://tulpa.wikia.com/wiki/Tulpa_Wiki
http://community.tulpa.info/thread-new-great-big-list-of-guides

>Not sure how to Force or what to do? Here's a list of suggestions:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PL8hGyNh1JsdOtbfmBpLa0eeb3_4ukQHB1qSAhe_HDk/mobilebasic?pli=1

>Not familiar with the terms? Here's a glossary:
http://wiki.tulpa.info/Official/Glossary

Please DO NOT ask questions that are easily answerable through the information above.

What do I do if my tulpa friend-zones me? I mean, it's not like god wasn't constantly fucking eve and making adam a cuckhold. He's god, what could adam really do about it? Anyway, as her creator, shouldn't I get to use the vagina I made?

You may have made the vagina but it's still hers.

>>14105136
methinks it's all just a ruse to promote him.

Its called digital compression and its not paranormal.

>>14105147

How do you explain it following the track of his eyes? The artefact moving and lining up perfectly, and he just so happens to look away when he realises he is shifting then blinks to reset it.

As the wind swirled and the sparse amount of freshly fallen snow danced about the barren streets of Harrowview, the shops began to flip their signs to â??closedâ? for the evening. The turning of locks could be heard echoing from the empty sidewalks. The last rays of sunlight started to dissipate on the horizon through the layers of leafless trees around the short brick walls on the main road, and Harrowview was not a town you would wish to be about when the Moon's light graced the cobbled streets of this old colonial style market.

There was only one store that shone its dim light upon the roads of Harrowview during the â??closing hour.â? Oldrich's Antiques. A misleading name as they had modern items as well, but they did possess and sell a majority of aged wares.

The definition of a ghost town would regularly be fitting of this radiant trading post near the edge of the ocean, but on this rare occasion, an occurrence. Oddly enough the town of just a few thousand sustained and breathed the life into these strips of businesses somehow, but tonight, a lost young woman would fatefully stumble upon the beautiful collection of buildings.

File: Spoopy Forest 2.jpg (801KB, 2558x1919px) Image search: [Google]

801KB, 2558x1919px

As Marian locked her car door and slowly eased it shut, she glanced up into the empty streets and dead lights of the Harrowview market. What a peculiar time for such a elegant place to be desolate of life, she thought to herself. A look down and the hands on her small watch read 4:57. Looking up she saw the darkness of night was rolling upon the town from the ocean to the east, and the Sun shining no more in the opposite direction. Traveling North to see her family for the holidays, this did not seem like the optimal place to be lost. With no immediate sign of human presence, Marian decided to search for help. Her gaze became fixed upon the dim brown light of a shop at the end of the plaza. She decided to try there.

As Marian's steps echoed off of the brick and mortar â??shoppesâ?, the lightly gusting crisp winter air waltzed around her, carrying the sound off as she made her way to the end of the plaza. Each business along her route appeared devoid of presence. However through the dim lighting, twice she caught the glimpse of what she presumed to be the store owners disappearing into the back of their store through curtains hung in the threshold. She didnâ??t understand why these places were closed so close to the holidays. No bother to her, she just refocused her gaze forward to the light of building ahead of her, just half a block away now.

Another person!

No.

Mistaken.

File: Spoopy Forest 3.jpg (76KB, 800x531px) Image search: [Google]

76KB, 800x531px

She swore she saw another person walking across the worn paved street. No one would dress so fancily during the cold of December. She let out a sigh, and realized it was merely an outfit in the window. She pulled her jacket up and shivered a bit as the wind lapped at her face again.

Turning to her left she grasped the door handle of â??Oldrich's Antiquesâ? as she read the name aloud. A firm tug was needed to get the door open, but she managed to jostle it ajar, and the cling of a tiny antique copper bell, and the face of a worn bearded man turning to look upon her from behind the counter was her greeting.

The look of intrigue upon the man was palpable as she turned toward the counter just a few feet ahead of her, while closing the heavy glass door.

â??Evening miss, I donâ??t believe I have seen you in Harrowview beforeâ? the man graveled out in an airy grizzled voice.

â??Oh no, no, noâ? she chuckled out quickly. â??I was heading back up North for the holiday, and am trying to get back en route there, but I lost signal to...â? her voice abruptly cut out by the old mans short grizzled laughter.

â??Yep. I figured that's why you stopped on inâ? he proclaimed as he ran his hand over his beard as if he were trying to straighten it