Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32555140-20180621001548/@comment-34440546-20180702083042

ManiacalSeeker wrote: The story might not connect well to the other parts, that’s why I need help, and, as you know, I’m still a newcomer in this wiki, soooo...

I looked outside the window, only to see digital monsters flying around, killing innocent people. I watched them being torn apart, like those people who were eaten by the dinosaurs in Jurassic World, torn apart, their body was 1 kilometer away from his legs. “I always wanted to be a hero!” I thought to myself. “And today is the day to prove myself!”

I ran out of my house. Many digital demons faced me, with a bloody face. I ran, I ran as fast as I could, until one of the digital demon picked me up, rasing his hand, ready to slice me into two. I knew this won’t turn out well. I’m not like the others, Fico, The mysterious hood, Green0704, and the fellow CreepyPasta creators(I didn’t list out all the names becuz I’m gonna get kill).

I closed my eyes, waiting for my death. That’s when the demon released me, the demon’s head was crushed by one of the hunters, the heroes. As I watched him run towards the other demons, Herobrine stepped out of a portal. Herobrine, my favourite CreepyPasta because of the other Minecraft animations,(e.g: FrediSaalAnimation) was going to kill me or something.

Herobrine: You are not like the other humans who are crushed by the demons...why?

Me: A hunter saved me.

Herobrine: Not this time...

Herobrine: The Entity’s power has been restored when we crossed to the real world. We can turn people into CreepyPasta again...

Me: Wdym?

Herobrine: Behold, you will now fight AGAINST the hunters, high chance of dying, but, with my gift, you will become a killing machine, you will destroy all the hunters. As we speak, half of you, are already one of us...

Me: ...

SCP-Deadlock suddenly sliced Herobrine into pieces of digital blocks.

SCP-Deadlock: Enemy or friend?

Me: Both, I guess?

SCP-Deadlock: GET DOWN!

A demon dragged me up, up into the sky. It’s sharp claws were digging into my half CreepyPasta flesh. Then, it threw me down, straight towards the ground. This is it, my doom. I felt a pain tearing my head apart as my vision faded into darkness...

Me: Ah...shit, my head... I got up from the...cloudy ground? I saw a man walking away with a robot. I ran up to him, and ask, Me: Hey, excuse me, where are we? Kara the robot: We are in the cloud city built by Bella Me: Nani? Cloud city? Kara: Yes, and you can join the tour with BlueHeart if you want to. Me: I guess I will...

After the tour, I discovered that my human flesh was gone, only remains with the red goo that Herobrine gave me.

Me: What the heck are these!

BlueHeart: Jizo, quit it XD

I noticed Herobrine started sneaking towards me, so I immediately punched him in the face.

Me: See what you’ve done to me! You will pay!

Jizo : Ow...

BlueHeart: When Karma hits you in the face.

Me: Wait, you don’t sounds like a Herobrine. Who are you

Jizo: *takes off costume* I'm a survivor that took the flesh off of Herobrine. BlueHeart: Well, I technically shot Herobrine down, and he took the skin Me: Nice one, BlueHeart. Me: Oh, I see. Sorry for punching you, Herobrine turned me into a CreepyPasta and I don’t know how to turn back!

Jizo: What. I thought a mad scientist did that and saved my life. And I took the flesh.

Jizo: You're a creepypasta? BlueHeart: How R U a creepypasta? Jizo: Herobrine turned him into a creepypasta. He looks creepy anyway, so I won't be surprised if others mistake him as creepypastas. Me: There is this time when Entity 303 gets the power of turning humans into CreepyPasta, and somehow they got this power back!

Jizo: You don't have to worry about Entity 303 anymore, because I exploded his head with my M249 machine gun firing heavy armour-penatrating bullets.

BlueHeart: WOW 0_0

Me: You have a machine gun?

Bella: THE CLOUD city had heaters, and a spare sun, so nothing reallly changed.

Bella: Hey, no worries Seeker, I am half CreepyPasta too.

Bella: How cute! The smol villains are trying to fight back!

Bella: Do you have the ability to talk to your creator? To break the fourth wall? More importantly, go through the fourth wall? No?

BlueHeart: THAT TOUR WAS LONG AF

Bella: You thought I was sane? Me? Sane? Those two words don't go together. I simply call it a different set of logic. I also have all sorts of disorders you don't know about. After all, living for infinite years does tend to make you crazy. I am only living by my sense of morals. Bella: I was forced to play the villain more than once.

BlueHeart: *Shoots Bella in the Gut* TRAITOR! The bullet did nothing. At all. Bella laughed. Bella laughed, and laughed, and laughed, just like a maniac. Bella: You really think that I wanted to be a goddess? To be immortal? TO be forced to watch all those who are dear to you die and be helpless? To be forced to go through awful memories over, and over again? To be forced to live lifetimes that forces you to go insane, over and over again? I can't die, even if I wanted to. Believe me, I tried before. Also, just because I was the villainess once or twice in my years of being a goddess before doesn't mean I'm bad right now. What is wrong with you? Bella laughed, but at the same time, blood tears was trailing down my cheeks. Bella: Sorry, but this is not Bella1963. This is Clementine. ________________________  https://minecraftcreepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Bella1963  __________________________________ Bella: Maybe this will clear things up a bit. Me: Yawn* uh...what happened? Did I miss anything? Sorry I’m too tired so I teleport to the nearest hotel. Me: Wait, when did I learn teleportation? I stopped meditating and went to the place where everyone were at.

“Um... did I heard a gunshot?”