Oh, wow, faked much, eh?

Freaking zodiac sign hype was a fake after all, eh.

It really was just the sidereal put in place of the western zodiac .-. Pff.

Hmm, I always liked learning about astrology-type stuff.

...I know it's not all true. It is obvious :\

But its nice to see how signs can relate to people, y'know?

And to draw them is kinda fun.

I don't get how it can be really that boring... its good to imagine stuff sometimes.

Being too materialistic can get dead boring (literally).

Aaaaand now for the post block:

CREEPYPASTA STORY TIME!

I now declare every Saturday to be creepypasta submission day. c:

Just to get your attention span up and running again .w.

Here's a good one I always found pretty neat:

MOONLIGHT FILMS

In many stores and establishments that provide videos of a less than savory manner, a business card is kept. Some stores keep it well hidden, locked in a safe, and will deny its existence. Others will show you if you ask for it by name. None will have it displayed in the open.

On this card is a name, "Moonlight Films", and a contact number. It is always a local number. Go to any payphone in your city and dial the number. The answer will be prompt but all you will hear is silence. Wait thirty seconds. Then you will be served.

A dry, monotone male voice will ask you a question: "Is the road from life to death dark?" The correct response is: "It is moonlit."

If you answer with anything but the correct reply, he will hang up on you. If you fail the first time, I'd suggest not trying again. But if the question is answered properly, the man will say one address in your city and then hang up.

Go to this address and you will find that it is a small, dingy apartment. The carpet will be dirty, the wallpaper flaking and wrinkled, the windows cracked. It will smell of tobacco smoke and decay. On the stained old coffee table there will be a paper bag. On this bag your full name will be written in red sharpie.

Open the bag and you will find an unlabeled video tape. Take it and place exactly $10.99 in the bag then leave.

You can watch the tape if you like, but you don't have to. I warn you: it's not pleasant. You will see a room or chamber papered in dessicated skin, the furniture will be crafted from flesh and bone. The tape will last approximately 32 minutes and will depict the murder of a person and the subsequent crafting of their body into furnishing -- lampshades made of skin, tables made of bone.

After renting the tape for one week, you must return it to the apartment by sliding it through the mail slot when the time is up. After that, never return to the apartment and definitely don't call the number ever again.

I'd also suggest you not keep the tape more than a week. The owners will not be satisfied with a mere late fee -- and you know, a good home can never have enough accessories.

Creepypicture above ain't mine.

But ain't it cool? TvT

It'd be nice to draw like that. The style's so fitting~

Creepypasta are delish~ and so was Singapore

Oooo, neato much?

I feel that people need to see 'real' creepy stuff as this.

Gore, skeletons and dead stuff don't only count as creepy, after all...~

Oh. And Singapore was awesome. Arrived few days ago.

Was too addicted to new XMas presents and stuff bought :p

MAN! XMas Eve was terribly crowded. Claustrophobic in a way. It felt too easy to get trampled-on, kinda.

Next post might have photos from the trip.

Plus other tidbits c:

And now, ladies and gents, a fave creepypasta story of mine.

(Everything in dark red was copied/pasted and left unedited...duh)

AHEM.

THE CLOWN

A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage).

So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was okay, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the clown statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, at the very least close the blinds, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not have an clown statue."

The police found all three of the house occupants dead within three minutes of the call. No clown statue was ever found.

6-day holiday~

*dies*

I want one ;A;

So cute =^w^=

Anyway, gonna be absent for about a week. Going on trip for 6 days total (y)

When I return. Expect an array of photos. :3

And that comic is near completion :'D

In other news (all creepypasta readers!):

Candle Cove NEVER EXISTED.

I mean really, you call this an episode?

I went on a splurge to a shitload (!!!) of sites and came across to this page that has the real author! (Well. As it claims.)

Not creepy eh. (But the story's so awesomely scary. I mean really, a puppet show with a character wearing sewn-up human skin. Gross. :c)

ANYWAY

Apart from the guro stuff. Take a look below! ☟

She's so cute when she becomes a blanket burrito c:

But its sad how she always scrambles out. Somehow.

Oh, and because I won't be here to say so:

☃ ★ Have a Merry Merry Christmas!! :D ★ ☃