Babel:Scary

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What kind of person sits there and WRITES OUT a maniacal laugh, anyway?

Dear Wackypedia,

Ahahaha! AAAAAAA-hahahahahaha!!!!!

It has come to my attention that it is Hallowe'en or some similar celebration of my existence. Let it be known that, for this week only, I have taken over the entirety of this site. I lay in the heart of every article and the mind of every editor. This may sound horrifying but, the fact is, I could be doing much better things. If my boss liked me, you SO know I'd be somewhere better. Anyway, I duly present to you the scariest stories ever known to man or woman who hath ever written on this... site with only a handful of people. I tell you what, this sucks. I'm SO not going to do extra favours for my boss anymore.

Happy Hallowe'en/Judgement Day/Apocalypse/28 Days Later (delete as applicable),

Lord Jonesey David, IV (1643-66)

PS: Ahahahaa!! AAAAAAA-ahahahahaha!!!!!!!1111!1*coughcoughcoughhaaaackcough*


We're a successful jazz fusion ban- OH MY GOD

WINNER: The Mahavishnu Orchestra

It was a dark yet pleasant night. It had just been a dim and breezy evening only hours prior, and prior to that it was a bright and sunny afternoon. Right then, however, it was nighttime, and very dark.

Leaves rustled in the wind. Several twigs snapped for no inexplicable reason. Somewhere in the distance, a turkey gobbled.


Probably not a picture of the monster, but would you want him terrorising YOU?

Runner-up: '

The Native American village was long terrorized by a beast who rose from a nearby marsh.

The monster terrorized the Native Americans, stealing and eating their children, raping their women, insulting their mens' penis size, until one day, their great, wise cheif, or chief, or cheieiieieif, pointed his magical staff at the monster and said in his booming voice, "Be gone, you foul beast of the underworld! And never return, as long as I walk this earth!" -









Is this actually relevant to the story?

Runner-up: The Green Ball (Uncensored Version)

Wide shot: street, slow zoom in, with children playing. It's a bright and sunny day. Yes, the setting of this story is actually quite pleasent.
Narrator: “And so begins the day when children play, to fill their spouts with honey and clay. But will it end in the exact same way? Or for our heroes, be it their last day…?”
It won’t be of course, since it’s not real. Read more









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