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  • File deleted. Anonymous 04/18/11(Mon)23:59 No.14640939  
    What scares you, /tg/?

    What are the things that unnerve you, upset you, make your skin crawl. What is your deepest, darkest fear? What is the thought of which that would keep you awake at night?
    What makes you so uncomfortable that you feel the need to take a shower just thinking about it?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:01 No.14640953
    /x/ is that way ===>
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:03 No.14640966
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:04 No.14640973
    Being maimed in such a way that you live the rest of your life paralyzed but alert.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:05 No.14640979
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:05 No.14640980
    Warhammer 40k is full of terrifying creatures.
    Like elves, and conservatives.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:07 No.14640996
    The idea that my perception of reality could be fundamentally different than the perception of those around me.
    >No! I must kill the demons!
    >No, fa/tg/uy, you are the demons.

    Also, losing control of my ability to interact with the world. Becoming intangible/invisible, or being conscious while under the control of something else.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:09 No.14641008
    The possible cessation of individual existence upon death.

    A "hollow" feeling- thoughts of a general lack of empathy, emotional development, or normal thought on my part. Is that normal?

    Also, sage and fuck off.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:10 No.14641012
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    /x/ is a shell of it's former self.

    It doesn't have a third the intellectual skill of /tg/. More than that, this is for the purpose of games.
    I want real answers, not Slenderman or Shadow People.

    I want to hear about loss of motion, I want to hear about twisted faces, I want to hear about the things that make for Geists and Fae and demons. I want to hear about the nightmares that could frighten the most stalwart Fighter or terrify the Kindred. I want things that will unnerve and disturb the Exalt or superhero.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:11 No.14641022
    Sage for what?

    Also, people with disfigurements.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:13 No.14641036
    Not being able to trust my own judgement. Lapsing into mental illness.

    Really, really deep water. Like, open ocean, abyssal, miles-deep water.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:13 No.14641039
    at the risk of sounding vain, facial disfigurements make me shudder. to me, a face is what makes you another human, like me. missing your jaw or having gaping holes in your face terrifies me.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:13 No.14641040
    Pollution. Garbage. General ecological destruction.

    I cried at the start of Wall-E. I'm pathetic.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:15 No.14641047
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    I regularly feel the urge to strike or injure people, just to see how they react to the pain. I always have a quick urge to falcon punch pregnant women whenever I see them, or trip people on the stairs.
    Regularly while in moving vehicles, if I'm holding anything, I want to toss it out the window to see what happens.
    The idea that some part of me wants to do this, and the idea that I might yield to it.

    >Captcha: may helisten
    >May he listen
    I'm changing my answer. Captcha scares me.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:15 No.14641050
    I got kicked by a horse when I was little, and now I'm fucking terrified of being around them.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:15 No.14641051
    1. Alligators
    2. Crocodiles
    3. Aneurysms

    God dammit, Lana!
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:16 No.14641054
    Reality ceasing to behave the way that it should. Like the kind of weird, terrifying stuff you get in dreams sometimes where mirrors are reflecting bizarre things and doors are leading to places they shouldn't.

    I also absolutely love that kind of stuff, despite finding it horrifying. There was a movie that captured this pretty well recently, 1408 I think it was called.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:17 No.14641059

    I'm about as red-blooded "rah rah HUMANITY FUCK YEAH" conservative as you can get and the opening to Wall-E made me cry. That's not being pathetic, that's being human.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:17 No.14641065

    Your personality is a lie. You, every little quirk, trait, or phobia that makes you who and what you are, don't exist beyond the design of some unknown individual (or thing). What it's a mask for, you don't know, and probably don't want to find out, but you don't have much choice in the matter.

    You've had suspicions for a while. Little things. Things like looking at the way people were supposed to react to and interact with each other, and wondering how you could do that. Did they really think like that? Did they really act like that? You couldn't tell.

    Now, you might have been told the truth. You may have guessed it yourself. (Your "shell" that is you may have been made as a science fiction fan.) Whatever the reason, the mask is coming off, unless you can stop it.

    Can you? Do you even want to?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:17 No.14641069
    I can't even walk through the fish isle and Fin and Feather.
    Exactly why it unnerves us. And more than that, there's also emotions like "that could have been me" and sympathy for something that is like you, and hatred for things that are different.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:17 No.14641072
    Castration & being in a full, permanent state of paralysis, yet still alive and still thinking and still aware;
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:18 No.14641074

    Fucking hell, automated voice messages scared the crap out of me for like a week after seeing that movie.
    >> Moosefodder 04/19/11(Tue)00:18 No.14641082
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:18 No.14641084
    >Regularly while in moving vehicles, if I'm holding anything, I want to toss it out the window to see what happens.
    Oh shit, I do that too...
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:19 No.14641088
    The face is nothing compared with the senses or mind.

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:19 No.14641090
    Mutilation of the hands, especially your fingertips. Feet to a lesser extent.

    There is no more terrifying thing I can imagine than splitting my fingernail right down the middle, or losing the nail entirely.

    Also, Gangrene and flesh-eating diseases.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:21 No.14641098
    Sudden death.

    Heart disease runs in my family and I'm terrified that one day I'm just going to keel over from a heart attack or a stroke or an aneurysm or something and die without warning. It's turned me into a bit of a hypochondriac.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:22 No.14641106
    The idea that my perception of reality could be fundamentally different than the perception of those around me.
    >No! I must kill the demons!
    >No, you are the demons!

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:22 No.14641107
    Giant Squids and open water...

    Also, to make this /tg/ related.. The thought that the awesome game I worked so hard on may gain the interest of all the shitty players I worked so hard to distance myself..

    I fear what might happen if those assholes suddenly want to play and my players encourage them to come. They've run every shitty game that's ever crashed and burned. They've ruined every game I've run. I'm finally free from them and their bullshit stoner antics and I've been running the best game of my life... But they might come back and fuck it all up.....
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:24 No.14641127
    I'm sure that's what it's been from the beginning. The problem is that if you mention the fact that it's for a game in the OP people will only give suggestions in the context of a game.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:25 No.14641133
    It always was. Does announcing it make you feel better? Must you call all of your attacks like a pokemon master?

    Also. Bodily transformation. Not necessarily painful, I think some of the worst nightmares I've had have been such specifically BECAUSE it didn't hurt, right? Like, yeah, that drooping tentacle is your hand now, it's not a disease or an injury or anything wrong, that's the new status fucking quo and it ain't going back.
    >> Magus O'Grady 04/19/11(Tue)00:26 No.14641143
    Insects, of all types. Pretty much anything with more than 4 legs.

    Incurable virii with clearly visible physical affects (rabies, in particular)

    Uncontrolled fire. Hands down, worst way to die is burning to death.

    Heights. Not so much the being high up, as much as the potential for falling. Falling a long distance hurts. Even if you survive, it still sucks.

    Each is something I have experienced at some point and would do almost anything to avoid re-experiencing.

    Irrational fears or those I have yet to experience:
    Parasites, any and all varieties.

    The fear that humanity has a deep-seated fear of success and that, as a species, we will sabotage our futures and unwittingly walk down the path to ruin.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:26 No.14641147
    The ocean, especially deep, blue-black water and not being able to see the shore. I basically get claustrophobic if i'm on boats in general, but i can deal with lakes and rivers without too many problems. Being on a fishing boat on the ocean freaks me the fuck out.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:27 No.14641149
    Being a Biology/Health Science major affords me tons of paranoia in regards to strange diseases.

    Teratomas: Cancer where the tumor forms differentiated cell types. Like hair. And teeth. And recognizable organs and limbs. Growing inside you.

    Prions: We don't know what causes them. We don't know why they act the way they do. All we know is that they literally turn your brain into a sponge.

    There's also some of the weirder parasites out there, like Cordyceps fungi. There's also some evidence now that the pathogen behind Toxoplasmosis has a noticeable effect on the behavior of HUMANS who are infected by it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:27 No.14641153
    That's what it was meant to be in the first place.

    Based on some things I've done in the past, someone asked me how to do a horror game. I decided to get right to the heart of it. Made a thread to help him.
    Trying to be discreet.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:27 No.14641157
    You will never sleep again.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:29 No.14641172
    Parasitism. I hate the idea of something eating away at me. Though, I love how the solution is nigh-universally DRINK POISON UNTIL ONE OF YOU DIE. HOPEFULLY THE PARASITE.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:29 No.14641173
    Oh, also disease. And corruption and losing yourself, be it physically or mentally.

    The combination of those two factors means I'm the only person on the planet who's favourite level in Demons Souls was the Valley of Defilement. All my fears combined into a personal cocktail of horror and I loved it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:29 No.14641175
    The Janitor. Both as a fear, and as something this thread should fear if you don't make it clear that it's related.

    Come to think of it, a distant, all-powerful, seemingly-arbitrary power is a sort of primal fear, isn;t it?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:31 No.14641188


    Fuck you, man. Fuck. You.

    I was starting to get over that fear a bit. Now I'm never going within 200 yards of a horse ever again.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:32 No.14641191
    Being deep underwater in the open ocean. The light comes from some unknown place. There is no sign of the bottom, nor the surface. Just endless water as far as the eye can see. You see nothing. But you know you are not alone.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:32 No.14641200
    Those are called Intrusive Thoughts, and most everybody gets them. If they're especially strong impulses though, you probably want to see a Psychologist, as they're generally linked to OCD and counseling can help.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:32 No.14641201
    But it's shallow water that sets me off. Shallow, fast-moving water with some kind of obstruction covering part of the surface. Getting trapped, inches from air, and being held down by something that isn't even solid.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:33 No.14641210

    A lot of these fears seem to be centered around the idea of losing control of your life, being crippled by an outside force that you can't predict and can't prevent.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:34 No.14641217
    Homosexuals and black people make me feel like vomiting.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:35 No.14641218
    I'm scared of large bodies of water. Mostly because shit gets HUGE IN THE OCEAN.


    also, there are completely invisible poison bags floating around that can maim or kill you as well.

    and snails that kill you in minutes with poison barbs.

    and poison everywhere

    goddamnit I hate poison. and huge things.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:36 No.14641224
    If we can predict or prevent it, it's not so fearsome. it's more like the weather. or an engineering problem.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:36 No.14641227
    That while I can't see it, people are torturing animals for fun. Taking lives simply because they can. This haunts my nightmares. I wish to make all these people suffer the same fates they inflict.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:36 No.14641228
    That Portia de Rossi might be a lesbian. Can you think of anything more frightening? Yeesh.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:37 No.14641239
    I like monsters that are made of body horror.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:38 No.14641246
    Shit just got real. My family has a history of OCD, so you've got a very decent chance of being correct.

    I'm still scared of Captcha now, though.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:38 No.14641247
    Open water scares the shit out me. My fear prevented me from getting a scuba permit. I love swimming, but in pools and near the shore or reefs. Something about being vulnerable from all sides unnerves me.
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:39 No.14641252

    For me, it's not the idea of the animals.

    It's the idea of being crushed by the immense water pressure, the icy, inky darkness, miles below any source of air or light.

    I'm normally not claustrophobic, but just thinking of suddenly being down in the abyss like that makes me practically start hyperventilating.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:40 No.14641257
    Accidental cannibalism
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:40 No.14641258
    The way liberals think
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:40 No.14641260
    I'm scared that I'll start drowning on my feet, or just losing the function of my lungs. And that NO ONE will bat an eye. They won't even acknowledge that theres anything wrong. They'll just start talking to me, having one half of a conversation, as I sort of float there, drowning on my feet.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:42 No.14641269
    The American right-wing. The King in Yellow has nothing on Sarah Palin and that not-smile.
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:44 No.14641281
    Makes me think of that one girl who put a kitten in the oven. While reading the story I just thought of how the kitten must have felt, being unable to stand without burning its feet, the world around changing to kill it, and having absolutely no conception of its cause of death. It's something more essentially terrifying than a human being burned to death, because at least they'd know what was going on and that understanding makes it more tragic than frightening.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:44 No.14641285
    Glad to be of service. Just because I fucking love psychology, I'll go into the basics of intrusive thoughts. Basically, your mind runs through things while you're not focusing, mostly little stuff, such as whether or not to grab the rail while you walk down stairs or the type of mail box over there. Occasionally, they'll pick on more unusual things, like can I shove that guy and run away fast enough, or how fast could I throw that baby. for most people, these thoughts are dismissed about as quickly as they come on, but for some (notably OCD sufferers), they tend to latch on to the thought and try to force it from their mind (which has the opposite effect, similar to trying not to think of pink elephants). This creates a cycle of obsession over the "evil" thoughts, which increases their prevalence. This is usually combated (in OCD) by the use of "rituals," which draw the mind's attention away. Reliance on these rituals is what constitutes the "Compulsion" part of "Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder" (with the intrusive thoughts and focus on them constituting the "obsession" part.

    Hilariously enough, because of the views on temptation and sin, Catholics have a very high incidence of OCD.

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:44 No.14641288
    The King In Yellow started (With "Repairer of Reputations") with a wonderfully chilling blend of cosmic horror in a then-future 1920's... and for some reason ended with French art students and their fucking love triangles.

    Can someone explain this to me?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:44 No.14641292
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:45 No.14641300
    The way things like spiders move, that skittering motion just makes me absolutely shudder.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:46 No.14641301
    I am not scared of anything.

    [spoiler]Except for losing one's humanity
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:47 No.14641312
    Living things inside my skin. Plants, animals, fungi, whatever, it gives me the willies. I'm hard to creep out, otherwise.

    This pretty much makes me want to vomit:
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:47 No.14641313
    The Byford Dolphin Diving Bell accident.


    The autopsy found a large amount of fat deposits all over the victims' arteries, livers, and inside their hearts. They theorize that the sudden drop of pressure from nine atmospheres to ONE made all the lipids circulating in their body to suddenly condense out.

    The only saving grace to the story is that they likely died instantly.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:49 No.14641331
    I've run the scenario, from multiple angles, of someone breaking into my house. Whether to steal or hurt me, I've planned how to kill them. It scares me that the scenario of escape is not a viable option, and that I may one day have to enact one of my plans.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:50 No.14641341
    I'm not clicking that link, but I bet it's about bot flies.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:51 No.14641353
    There were a few assorted victims and a goldfish along the way.

    I think it's more of a loosely connected story collection than a Mythos- the last few feel like good, varied-themed stories. Alternatively, they're part of the same Mythos and don't even know it. Yet.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:54 No.14641371

    >"Diver D4 was shot out through the small jammed hatch door opening, and was ripped apart. Subsequent investigation by forensic pathologists determined D4, being exposed to the highest pressure gradient, violently exploded due to the rapid and massive expansion of internal gases. All of his thoracic and abdominal organs, and even his thoracic spine were ejected, as were all of his limbs. Simultaneously, his remains were expelled through the narrow trunk opening left by the jammed chamber door, less than 60 centimetres (24 in) in diameter. Fragments of his body were found scattered about the rig. One part was even found lying on the rig’s derrick, 10 metres (30 ft) directly above the chambers. His death was most likely instantaneous and painless."

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:54 No.14641372
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    Uh... bad news bro...

    On a more serious note, the worst times I feel fear IRL are just before I get on stage to perform. As soon as my foot hits the boards, though, it's like swimming through the clearest water...

    The scariest plausible thing I can imagine is the best of men, the f'n love child of John Gault and Niel Armstrong and Albert Einstein and Simo Häyhä... being corrupted to turn his great talent and skill to nefarious purpose. Especially if that purpose is my pain.

    The scariest thing I can think of that is irrational... whoo, boy... The Jormungar-serpent shifting. All the things we know, like gravity and EM spectra just... flip-flopping before my eyes. Up becomes down, white becomes black. Cats and dogs living together in peace, and not being able to do anything but watch as the whole universe falls a-fuckin'-part.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:54 No.14641378
    The feeling that I get sometimes when waking in the middle of the night, where I can't figure out for a while just exactly what I am, and where I end and teh things around me begin..
    I figure its shock from waking up from a really wierd dream, but not feeling human really freaks me the fuck out.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:55 No.14641383
    The last few had nothing supernatural or interesting in them. The first two or three were great. Haunted moors, imagined World Wars before either happened in real life... so much great stuff. The last couple were, seriously, the late 19th cen. equivalent of hipsters in France and their fucking love triangles. It was horrid.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:55 No.14641388
    Blood sports really squick me out. Movies about modern blood sports in particular. The idea that people would kill other people for entertainment and the majority of society would find it acceptable makes me shiver. Battle Royale, The Condemned, etc. makes my skin crawl.

    Strangely enough, historic blood sports like the Gladiators and fantasy blood sports like Bloodbowl don't hit my squick button. I think its because it either comes from a past era or because its mostly played up for comedy to the point that you can't take it too seriously.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:56 No.14641392
    Could be sleep paralysis or a minor dissociative episode, probably not too much to worry about.

    psychologyfag here, just over here ruining everything.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:56 No.14641394

    Your gut is full of bacteria, friendly and foul. Same as your mouth. There are mites that reside in your eyebrows that live solely by eating your dead skin cells. And that's nothing when compared with the obscene numbers of mites and microlife living in your mattress. There's fecal coliform bacteria on almost every surface you ever touch. The acceptable margin for adulterants in a jar of peanut butter includes 150 insect fragments and 5 rodent hairs. Everywhere you ever go and everything you ever touch has had something die there.

    Sleep tight.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:57 No.14641402
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    I'm deathly afraid of the dark, I have nightlights everywhere in the apartment, and walk around with knives ready to attack anything that moves.

    Unfortunately that's how I've put lots of holes in the walls and furniture.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)00:59 No.14641420
    The laws of thermodynamics.

    The universe itself is programmed to work against organized living beings. We have to fight the laws of physics tooth and fucking nail just to EXIST, and even then it is inevitable that we will eventually lose that fight.

    And there's nothing we can do to change it.
    >> Moap 04/19/11(Tue)01:01 No.14641430
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    Gray Aliens.
    Scariest fucking things ever. I see a picture of one and Im freaked out for five days straight. I can't even watch the X-Files anymore. I want to go look up a picture of one but I want to be able to sleep tonight so I wont.
    Even talking about them is making me wanna shit myself.
    I swear to god if I ever saw one I would fall into a coma and never come out of it.
    They also say irrational fear of Grays is a sign of abduction

    That just makes me feel even lovelier.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:02 No.14641439

    I take comfort in the fact that localized action to force the homeostasis into disorder is more than enough for our species to continue survival well beyond the eventual collapse of our galaxy.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:02 No.14641440
    I'm in the same boat. Also, I'm afraid of heights (I get bad vertigo), but only when I have some sort of control over how high I am (ladders and lifts). I'm also deathly afraid of being really and truly alone without any way of contacting other people. Not afraid of the dark. It scares me when I hear sounds in the dark that I can't readily identify, though.

    I also struggle with those intrusive thoughts, and they often scare me. I think I do have very minor OCD, though, so that explains that.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:03 No.14641443

    TKiY wasn't meant to be read all at once in one go. It's a collection of interrelated stories, sure, but it's meant to be strung out over days.

    TKiY also was written in a time when horror as a genre hadn't coalesced, there was a whole hell of a lot of virgin territory in the late 19th century literary world. It's not an early horror story, it's a late Gothic series of stories, some with some horror elements.

    The transition from a focus on the uncanny (an element typical of Gothic literature) to a focus on romance and feelings (which was the other side of Gothic literature) feels disappointing to a modern horror reader, because we have different expectations than the Gothic lit readers of TKiY's era and are likely to have been introduced to TKiY through the more modern works of Lovecraft, and are thus built up to anticipate horror. Modern readers also have a tendency to believe that "Gothic" is an early word for horror, when, really, some horror evolved out of a few specific bits and pieces of Gothic literature... as did much of science fiction, fantasy, the trashy romance novel, the detective story, and literary erotica.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:03 No.14641446
    Things that cannot be explained. I can play or watch a horror movie or game and won't be bothered. Things could jump out and I might jump from reaction but it won't "scare me".

    But if I'm watching tv and everybody in the show I'm watching suddenly stopped and started staring at me whispering my name, I would freak out.

    If I see a kid in the street suddenly fly away. I would freak out.

    I won't be freaked out immediately, but it would haunt me for the rest of my life if I am unable to find a scientific explanation for it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:03 No.14641448
    What the hell is your .gif from?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:04 No.14641457
    Things going wrong with my back.

    The idea of fighting someone small and having them jump on my back and then hop off, then I turn and face them and they just laugh.
    Then I just feel my spine pop out of my skin and my skin just peels off forward.

    Or having parasites in your back skin, or something else.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:05 No.14641464
    >Argonian fucking a Thwomp.jpeg
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:07 No.14641473
    Okay, I'm satisfied.

    The Repairer of Reputations is still pretty much the only worthwhile story in there.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:07 No.14641478
    No no. That doesn't bother me. Just LIVING things and just inside my SKIN. I'm perfectly happy with my intestinal flora.

    Scabies? No. Botflies? No. Flesh-eating fungi? No.
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    Yalls reaction to my gif is making me cry with laughter when Im too scared to look out my window now.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:09 No.14641489

    Technically bacteria is very much alive, and its arguable whether viruses are.

    But higher life is the term you're thinking about.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:10 No.14641496
    >Implying that the other KiY stories were bad
    >It is a terrible thing to fall into the hands of the living god
    >rotting, gauze-wrapped horror coming through a solid door and into a home for a man and his lover
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:10 No.14641497

    Diver D4 was shot out through the small jammed hatch door opening, and was ripped apart. Subsequent investigation by forensic pathologists determined D4, being exposed to the highest pressure gradient, violently exploded due to the rapid and massive expansion of internal gases. All of his thoracic and abdominal organs, and even his thoracic spine were ejected, as were all of his limbs. Simultaneously, his remains were expelled through the narrow trunk opening left by the jammed chamber door, less than 60 centimetres (24 in) in diameter. Fragments of his body were found scattered about the rig. One part was even found lying on the rig’s derrick, 10 metres (30 ft) directly above the chambers. His death was most likely instantaneous and painless

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:18 No.14641574
    Dunno if anyone's said this (didn't look) but waking up while being operated on.

    The concept of waking up in the middle of an operation, paralyzed but alert and in pain, while you have a tube shoved down your throat that's breathing for you and a doctor's cutting you open, moving your organs around gently as he works on your exposed flesh, and then the doctor stitch and stapling you back up, and you feel every pierce of the skin.

    That feeling of pain, being fully aware but unable to alert anyone.

    That and being buried alive, trapped in a pitch black box 6 feet underground, and no one can hear you. To die underground, starving, running out of air, going mad, alone in the dark, knowing that someone put you here, that they did this on purpose and would inflict such misery on someone.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:20 No.14641582

    I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid that I'll give in to the voices that tell me to jump, plummet, that the rush of the fall will outweigh the cost of the sudden stop. I'm also terrified of falling far enough to seriously wound me, but not enough to kill me. Flying in planes is nothing, and I relish the idea of skydiving. I'm also fine with climbing tall things with proper safety gear, because I know the fall will be short; yet I'm creeped out by watching assholes with no rope dangle out on the edge of shit.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:21 No.14641591
    The thing that gives me the biggest heeby-jeebys? Probably silence. Deep unnatural feeling silence. Guess I'm a city kid but I always have to have some kind of sound, even at home when I'm alone I have to have music or the TV on, even if I'm not paying attention to it. Otherwise an unexpected noise throws me into a paranoid spiral
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:24 No.14641609
    >Deep unnatural feeling silence

    Now it's dark. There's something moving around. It's not you
    >> Secondary Overseer !H9RPpIGJhg 04/19/11(Tue)01:31 No.14641649
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    picture related.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:32 No.14641661
    Oh man, I read Hot Zone. Ebola is serious business.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:33 No.14641667
    This is something that was put into me by House of Leaves:

    The idea that a structure, be it a house, a mine, whatever, is changing while you're not looking. The idea that the structure itself is fucking with you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:39 No.14641706
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    Tsunamis. Used to be a regular nightmare for me as a kid even though I'd never seen one in my life. Watching all that footage of the Japanese ones started it up again and I've lost a fair bit of sleep.

    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 04/19/11(Tue)01:40 No.14641712
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    Deep-Sea monster or underwater monster. I don't feel the need to take a shower when I think about them but I feel the need to stay as far away from water as possible.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:42 No.14641723
    Those used to be called pan-frights, at some point. probably some greek point.

    When the forest gets all... quiet. you get scared as fuck, and get the hell out of there. something wrong is happening.

    It's usually a predator of some sort, but it might as well be the boogeyman as far as you're concerned, you are OUTTATHERE
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:43 No.14641733
    >They also say irrational fear of Grays is a sign of abduction

    There's also a relationship between irrational fear of greys/aliens and sexual molestation in very early life.

    Just saying.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:47 No.14641775
    I had a friend who would go on about how most of our fears stem from a fear of lions that has persisted from our tribal days. Fear of the dark? A lion could get you! Fear of being watched? A Lion could get you!!

    Fear of being alone? A FUCKING LION COULD GET YOU!!

    Me? I have a terrible fear of dark wilderness. I remember having to take a piss once during a long ass road trip. It was dark out, and we were in the middle of the county. As I stood there with my pants down, all I could think about was how fucking unsettling the woods were across the fields. If we had been on some forest road, I would of pissed my pants before I got out of the car.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:48 No.14641781
    Needles. Fucking hypodermic needles. Jesus fucking shit on a goddamn bitch stick, those motherfucking needles. Years ago I had an accident that required an emergency tetanus shot, and those burn like a goddamn bitch. Afterwards I could never stand the idea of getting my skin punctured, automatically cover my ears when they're being talked about, and I visibly winch when it pops up on television. I've seen every Saw movie to date, and the only time I so much as blinked was at the pit of needles, had to walk out of the fucking room.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:52 No.14641815

    yeah, most of our fears are from either A LION COULD GET YOU or YOU'LL CATCH AIDS FROM THAT.

    Uncanny valley? AIDS

    Monsters? LIONS

    Zombies? AIDS+LIONS

    throw in the odd fear of loud noises and natural occurances due to all the people who've died of tornadoes, thunder, landslides, etc. and you have the basis of human fear. oh, and bugs = poison.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:52 No.14641817
    I've had several nasal surgeries (deviated septum related) and needles are just weird to me, mostly from IVs. I'm not scared of them, but just how the saline feels as it enters your bloodstream, a coldness where it simply should not be. Unsettling is the word, but I can unflinchingly watch the needle as it's inserted.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:54 No.14641837
    Mirrors. Fucking mirrors. And darkness. It's quite stupid, really. Yet this fear is absolutely crippling.

    It all started with a fear of Captain Howdy as a young lad. Went to a page with his face, FROZEN WITH FUCKING TERROR I MUST SCREAM BUT THERE IS NO AIR IN MY LUNGS OH GOD IS THE PICTURE MOVING

    And so I then irrationally felt that it was watching me through the damn windows. At one point, possibly hearing something, possibly imagining something, open curtains OH GOD HE'S FUCKING THERE AAAAAAAAAaaagggh it's just my face?

    Ever since that stupid shit happened, my learning of the Bloody Mary myth, and a preexisting fear of darkness in the night and an empty home, I have been unable to look at mirrors outside the daytime within a lit room, can't bear to leave curtains open at night and am utterly frantic if I have to move outside the bastion of light that is my quarters.

    It's goddamn stupid /tg/, but I'm still occasionally terrified by these phobias...
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:54 No.14641838
    I don't fear needles.

    I fear SNEEZING while someone is putting a needle in me. same with sneezing during surgery.

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:57 No.14641855

    I am a scientist. A rationalist. I shouldn't be afraid of such things.



    why is it so difficult for me to turn my back on a mirror. sleep in the same room as one. Why are they, in my mind, a source of fear?

    I don't know. I would like to know, but I'm no psychologist. Maybe I'll ask one.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:57 No.14641862
    easy you aren't a rationalist.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:59 No.14641870

    My mother was schizophrenic.

    My greatest fear is also being schizophrenic.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)01:59 No.14641877

    well, other than sharp edges. but that isn't the reason.

    Obviously I have to find the source of mirrorfear and destroy/confront/deny it, according to whatever phobia specialists say is best for fears. I think confronting it is how you do it, buuuut I only know that from movies. It's not wise to act from movies.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:00 No.14641880

    Darkness and being alone just compounds the problem, but its the silence that always gets me.

    Like I said, I'm a city kid, so absolute silence is damn rare. Only really happens at night, and I've been sleeping with a radio on since 6th grade, plus my parents used to snore pretty damn loud, so nighttime wasn't even silent.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:01 No.14641893
    Empiricist master race reporting in.

    You are afraid because you are a Rationalist, and rationalists suck.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:01 No.14641894
    fear, motivation and desire aren't rational, the only thing you can be rational about is how you deal with them.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:02 No.14641898
    Undead alien spiders.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:02 No.14641901
    Theory: Is it perhaps that mirrors figure directly into your nightmares? What could have been a once-off tick might have turned into a recurring theme. At least that's what happened to me with fucking hornets.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:03 No.14641907

    All phobia therapy have roughly the same outcomes. It works or it doesn't. No real evidence for one working over another.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:03 No.14641909
    Psychfag! If you're still here, is there any specific thing for your brain treating your reflection as though it were an independent entity/living human/whatever? I get something like that sometimes.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:03 No.14641910
    Phobias exist because they cause a self-fulfilling comfort loop simply by avoiding them. They're irrational, sure, but not any more than any other aspect of the human mind. The easy way to beat them is exposure, but depending on the type that may not be possible. For a fear of mirrors, I would just go into a room with mirrors on every wall and have a friend stand there with you while you work yourself up and then back down.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:03 No.14641911
    What exactly is the difference, I pulled the word rationalist right out of my ass for "someone who likes to follow evidence if he understands it, and the word of an accredited specialist if he doesn't"

    because that's what I try do
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:06 No.14641926
    Why, yes I am still here. (and not the first post) Simple answer sounds like dissociation, but it doesn't sound like a specific dissociative disorder. It could just be a specific phobia trigger or conditioning (watch a lot of scary movies?). Either way, exposure will probably deal with that, and if it's not terribly distressing it's probably not worth worrying about.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:07 No.14641929
    so, I guess modern techniques are confront the fuck out of your fears?

    I'll get a few for the room then. Read an article or book or something about the matter as well.

    The last nightmare I remember had these weird root things in my skin, and I only woke up because after I pulled them out and bagged them I was going to call a a doctor, the effort of which brought me out of my sleep.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:07 No.14641934
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    Actually scratch that, instead of undead replace with ghost. Actually... Immortal spiders, huge spiders the size of dogs, that are immortal.


    Also aliens, greys are the scariest, look at those fetus-like motherfuckers and tell me they're not creepy, ughnrhhuruhu.

    Now imagine them if they had 8 limbs like spiders.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:07 No.14641936
    One of your friends (or enemies) should get you while you're asleep, take you to a hall of mirrors, and then wake you up in the middle of them and leave.

    I'm actually very hypothetically evil, thinking about it, despite being a very nice person actually. Must be part of what makes me a good author.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:08 No.14641937
    >Immortal spiders, huge spiders the size of dogs, that are immortal.

    That is an....incredibly specific fear.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:09 No.14641942
    Didn't mean to imply you posted the mirror phobia thing, just calling upon you to diagnose it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:09 No.14641944
    I have a similar issue (not really a problem) i regard myself as a rationalist but when i have high anxiety i think superstitious things a bit like OCD, it was a revelation that when i was talking to a counseler she said its not normal to be so superstitious about your life.
    So you can think you are a rationalist but that just the same as thinking you are tolerant when you really are a bigot that calls everyone from the south of america a redneck for example.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:10 No.14641948
    >so, I guess modern techniques are confront the fuck out of your fears?

    Basically. The idea is that you mess with your body's stress levels by acclimatising to the increased level of stress. By being in close proximity to your phobia, you rapidly reach a high stress level, which your body then acclimatises to, reducing you back to your base level eventually (note, this may or may not be very quickly). When this happens, you no longer associate the phobia with stress, and you can confront it without fear (assuming it works, some phobias are really deep-seated, or by their nature are difficult to extinguish).

    NOTE: Leaving the exposure early actually strengthens the phobia, as it causes your brain to associate leaving the object of your phobia with a reduction in stress. If you are going to "confront your fear," make your friends hold you down.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:11 No.14641966

    No no no, i'm just saying, spiders are scary, now imagine if they were huge, that makes them scarier, now imagine if you couldn't kill them.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:11 No.14641967
    ah, no worries then. Thinking back on it, it sounds more and more like dissociation, which is odd because dissociation usually happens in episodes, not based on triggers (occasionally having bouts where you feel like your skin is made of plastic, or you're watching yourself from outside of your body). That's an interesting one, to be sure.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:12 No.14641974

    as anon felt the dick pressed against his ass cheeks, he knew

    "if I ran now, I will always be afraid of buttrape"

    rallying like a squad of marines, anon grit his teeth and let the fear enter.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:13 No.14641981
    >friends hold you down

    It's not that much of a phobia, just an unsettlement. Unsettling enough I don't like them in my sleeping abode, and I like positioning them so you are always facing them in a room. No major adjustments in the life.

    Though I want to use phobia techniques, because there aren't any "Gives me the heebie jeebies" doctors.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:13 No.14641983
    and there are so things you probably shouldn't let yourself be acclimatized to.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:13 No.14641986
    You can still be a rationalist and have irrational fears, as long as you accept their irrationality. You don't get kicked out of the Rationalist club for being human, just for thinking that your quirks are actually correct and rational.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:13 No.14641990
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    it's 2 am, and you can't sleep. Too hot.

    infront of the TV you plop yourself, and with it's quietest level of volume, enjoy an infomercial about miraculous kitchen knives, punctuated by seedy ads for 1-900 numbers. Just as you begin to wonder if you maybe really DO need these knives in your life, the program ends abruptly, thank you for watching.

    you wait, expectant of a commercial or a bumper, thinking this is one of those "oops, the guy switching the tapes must be getting coffee" moments.
    ...but now, it's a few long seconds past the comfortable zone, and you're noticing how awkwardly long this blank pause is, just a black screen with nothing. You become aware of how dark your living room is, how the flashing LED of your stove clock reflects eerily off of your black, uncovered windows. You turn around to see the time that isn't mirrored, and suddenly the room illuminates from behind your head with a piercingly loud 1400hz tone.

    You twist back to your now brightly lit up television set.
    on it sits a blank test card of a little girl and her clown toy with an old, 80s-era text overlay in yellow,
    >This concludes our broadcasting day. Please join us at 6:00am for the Morning Hour.

    you instinctively mash your volume button, to no avail. You scramble with your controller, which suddenly slips out of your hands onto the floor. You're trying not to get the eeriness of the situation get to you, and, controller in hand, glance up at the television again.

    The text is gone.
    But the girl is no longer staring vaguely towards her clown friend.
    They are staring at you.

    You mash your power button and the television screen blinks into nothingness, and now you are alone in the deafeningly silent darkness, only your stove clock and microwave remain. The tone still rings in your ears.

    ...can you make it to your room alone?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:14 No.14641997
    Heights used to freak me out a bit, but doing a climbing course 40+ feet off the ground sort of helped me get over it.

    I guess I'm really afraid of being cast out to sea. Open water freaks me out too, even in like lakes and reservoirs I just feel a bit uneasy. Vulnerable.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:14 No.14642000

    Also, is the OP's pic from a movie and why do I recall seeing it?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:15 No.14642011
    well yeh i was saying i think im rationalist but anxiety brings out unrational thinking that im not even aware of. I actually thought what i was thinking was rational i was applying a sort of very negative karma principle to my entire life. I thought it was reasonable. The councelor* made me realise it was irrational.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:16 No.14642016
    Helplessness. Seeing the inevitability of something horrible and being unable to prevent it. The exact manner of it isn't so important; facing down a mugger without a weapon, being stuck in quicksand, trying to disarm a bomb and having no idea how to do it.

    Oh, and getting my mind hijacked, but that's really a subset of Point A.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:16 No.14642020
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    Things with huge black eyes.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:17 No.14642027
    Alright, I see what you're saying now. And I'm glad that you got good help, always brings a smile to my face.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:17 No.14642030

    You.... you asshole! I... no, no I can't make it. Not alone, not without sound, thank you laptop and youtube videos filling the void
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:17 No.14642034
    I used to be afraid of the normal stuff. Spiders, snakes, the dark, et cetera.

    Sometime during my seventeenth birthday, though, after fifteen years of living with diabetes, my glucose level dropped so hard and so fast that it damaged my brain. I've got a six-month period of my life that has no memories, but was apparently full of violence against my family. I'm told I crafted weapons from screws, batteries, lightbulbs, and more, and actively used them in fights that I forced to happen.

    What I do remember is three months of trying to cope with a total inability to do things that I took for granted. Speaking resulted in word salads. Writing was more or less out of the question as nothing made sense. I couldn't remember how to do anything.

    I've still got papers that have writing from that period, and most of it looks like deranged scrawling with the occasional moment of lucidity in the form of "hate them" and math that isn't correct.

    I'm not afraid of anything anymore, but I'm fucking terrified of losing my mind again.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:18 No.14642036
    karma, what?

    Naw, I recognize my mirror fear is irrational. But it's still there. Though, my fear of the woods makes perfect sense. there are COUGARS out there. I mean, I'll go to the woods, but never without a sturdy stick and like, a dog or a person or something with me. who also has a sturdy stick.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:18 No.14642042
    >TV is in bedroom, in front of bed.
    If it turns back on though, I get the feeling I'd kick it through the wall.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:18 No.14642043
    Heights. Heights heights heights. Amusement parks are hell for me, water parks especially. Fucking spaces between those steps.

    Also, deep ocean. You're just floating there on the top of an abyss. Absolutely nothing as far as the eye can see, no land, no boats, no point of reference. You look down and you see the glimmer of sunlight on the ocean waves and you realize you can't see your body. You clamor to find it, plunging your head in the water. There are your legs, twitching away. You try to bring your head up but a flicker of movement catches your eye. You look left, right, back...down. You find yourself staring into interminable desolation; nothing, it gets blacker, more nothing, your eyes sting from the salt but you're entranced you can't look away. Your mind falling, falling away, deeper and deeper, blacker and horrible. And when you feel you can't fall any more, a flash of red; you jerk your head up, gasping for air. You heave and bob and thrash and scream wildly, but there's no one to care. You dive down, both eyes wide open.

    A pair of bloodshot eyes in the black. Staring back. At. You.

    Fuck you nature, water shouldn't be so opaque.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:22 No.14642064
    I thought i couldnt have everything i wanted in life i would have everything but one important component. If i gained that component id lose another.
    So i had a girlfriend and everything but no job, if i got a job id lose my girlfriend.
    Its not really karma but thats how i was thinking and it was entirely based on me applying rational scientific principle to my life.
    You really can have your cake and eat it too thinking otherwise is irrational.
    >> Psychfag 04/19/11(Tue)02:23 No.14642082
    >namefagging it up for the thread

    That's fairly terrifying to me too, to be honest. Worst I ever had it was Major Depressive disorder, and that mostly screwed up my sleep cycle. Still, seeing Schizophrenics (especially disorganized Schizophrenia) and Dissociative Fugue makes me think of a place I don't want to go, and reminds me why I'm studying this.

    Hope you got help man, that sounds rough. I'm honestly surprised the family didn't have you committed.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:24 No.14642086
    I'm sort of afraid of heights. Not much, but I'm a bit uncomfortable around the edges of tall things, cliffs, etc. I'm not an extraordinarily brave person by any means, it's just that very little actually gets to me more than it probably should.

    The body horror that gets to me most is eye damage. I motherfuckin' love having eyes and seeing shit. hands, I suppose would be second. The rest doesn't get to me as much.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:26 No.14642105

    How did you hit on everything that would freak me out? I hate you. I hate you so much
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:26 No.14642109
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    you mean like, in the middle of the night, you suddenly stir from your sleep to realize the bright light in your face is from your tv? On it, an unmoving silent picture of this.

    you know, I think they'd make a fucking fantastic horror movie just out of shit like this. Technological horror would go over well in this era.
    >> Psychfag 04/19/11(Tue)02:26 No.14642110
    >You really can have your cake and eat it too thinking otherwise is irrational.

    I think it's more, attempting to jam life (the social/people part of it) into a box of structure, order, and rationality where you can quantify exactly how much of each thing you can have is irrational. People are crazy.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:27 No.14642114
    You know that feeling you get that someone is watching you or someone is in the room with you when there is nothing in it? That's the kind of stuff that makes my skin crawl, the deepest darkest fear? Well, i guess it would be discovering that there really is something there, watching you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:29 No.14642127
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    Spiders, mirrors sometimes, death, and incredibly tight spaces especially those that I know when I scream nobody can hear or help. There are also two things I can't really shake off for the life of me.

    One is when I'm going to bed. I go to bed and I turn the television off, and there is nothing but the sound of the fan humming and outside noises. I always get that feeling that something is watching me. Staring at me from across the room, or directly on top of me. While writing that sentence I literally looked up to see if anything was there. Thankfully, nothing. Usually I imagine it to be some sort of ghost with black eyes and a face contorted into an eternal scream. If I look at it, I'll hear it too. A horrid, blood curdling scream that assaults the ears and needles the heart with fear.

    The other one is windows at night. This started when I was about 11 or so. I was watching Animal Planet and it was doing some sort of Bigfoot special, and there was this one really creepy picture of him that made me very uncomfortable. It didn't help when they said sightings have been near where I live and it was pitch black night time. I was on the couch and right next to a window. I've gotten over the whole bigfoot thing but the fear that while I'm doing something, perhaps some dishes where I face the window, some sort of creature will pop up. Maybe to scare me, maybe just walking by. Either way, something terrible will enter my view, and holy fuck it's scary.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:31 No.14642141
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    >Sorry, TV, you've apparently become a demon and I have to kill you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:32 No.14642145

    Dammit I'm sitting with my back to a giant ass bay window and that made me move
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    like this?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:33 No.14642151
    Not being able to differentiate between reality and hallucinations. Ever see that X-Files episode where Mulder keeps waking up from a crazy situation because it was a hallucination, but he's still hallucinating? Yeah, that shit.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:35 No.14642163
    I always hesitate before turning the light on in a dark room in case there's something there I might not want to see
    I'm afraid of the light :(
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:36 No.14642169
    being raped in my sleep by a beautiful woman. I think everyone on /tg/ can relate.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:36 No.14642171

    That happens where I get sleep paralysis. Fucking terrifying.

    Personally the thing that freaks me out the most is parasites. I don't mean alien body-snatchers or the freaks in The Thing, but honest, motive, visible parasites living under my skin.

    Or diseases that there is no cure for, nor is there any possibility of a cure for, and that cause immense suffering, like fatal familial insomnia.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:37 No.14642178
    I-I'm not opening that.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:37 No.14642179
    I know this feeling.

    When I was a kid, I was strolling through my living room while a movie was playing and I stopped to pay attention for a moment.

    on it, the scene was of some little girl who had just gone to bed... but woken up, and suddenly it was morning, overcast, and the entirety of her window was all grey with fog. Seeing nothing but white outside, she walks slowly up to her window to get a good look.

    As she nears it, she makes out a bunch of similar dark figures walking through the fog. People, it looks like, but all walking slowly together. She gets closer, tip-toeing up to see who they are...

    and suddenly one passes by the window, extremely close- some sort of skull-faced, wide glaring eyed being with a dark jacket that stares right at her.

    and then she jolts awake and it's still dark.

    that scene scarred me and if you know what movie this is, you have to tell me so I can relive that scene and get over my haunting fear of it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:40 No.14642201
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    Same here, the possibility that someone is watching me through a window at night or when I sleep is scary.

    Luckily I live in a 3rd floor of a Soviet built apartment building so that can never happen.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:42 No.14642215
    Being buried alive.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:42 No.14642220

    You sure about that? Absolutely?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:45 No.14642250
    >Luckily I live in a 3rd floor of a Soviet built apartment building so that can never happen.
    I'd be afraid of that thing collapsing if I were you.
    I'm not dissing Soviet construction just for the hell of it; half my grandmother's bloc in Bulgaria almost collapsed a while back.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:45 No.14642254
    Brb, gonna buy a ladder and start taping scary faces on upstairs windows.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:46 No.14642258
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    >> Psychfag 04/19/11(Tue)02:47 No.14642270
    >like fatal familial insomnia.

    Eesh, don't even remind me of that one. We watched a video of a man dying of FFI in one of my Psych classes. It was not pleasant.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:48 No.14642274
    The deepest darkest fear is itself almost as bad...


    True genuine disconnect from reality, where what I perceive is different, often significantly, from what everyone else is experiencing. It freaks me out, and even thinking on it starts to trip me badly....
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:48 No.14642276
    you want to know what scares me, NOTHING because i have witnessed the most unspeakable horrors of the human mind specifically my mind.

    allow me to explain,

    I smoked a type of mint called salvia divinorim and it destroyed me. I was no longer a man I no longer had memories I no longer had senses. I was nothing. the last human though I had before the blackout of my small existence was hold your breath this is going to be awesome. I was mistaken.

    My body had passed out while I was away and when I came too I was not a man I had no idea what a man was in fact I had now idea what anything was it was as if I was seeing the world for the first time and all I knew was fear. It was no normal fear but a primal monkey brain based horror at each and every unknowable sound and fleeting vision. All I could do was say Help me these words had no meaning to me but I knew if I said them something would happen to take away the badness.

    Then I heard a voice my friend said here you feel down let me help you up. Where are you I responded. behind you he said. I though the concept of there being something behind me laughable how could something exist that i couldn't see. but I remembered how to turn my field of vision and their he was. he reached out his hand and i was overtaken by fear of the jutting cog edged protrusion. Climb me he said and suddenly he was a mountain of human shaped fleshy rocks so i grabbed hold and hoisted myself up
    imagining the journey taking many months from the floor up to the mountainous peaks of this man.

    The worst was still to come by far
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:50 No.14642291


    >Scientists have recently discovered a strange trend. Children born around the year 2007 often report seeing disturbing faces in their windows around the year 2011. This trend is both strange in its pervasiveness and the similar stories. Were we visited in this year? Or do children just have an active imagination? This reporter believes the former.

    >In other news there is a dramatic rise in purchases of below ground housing
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:52 No.14642302
    Oh, if only I had the means by which to craft such an abomination.
    That would be glorious.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:53 No.14642317
    And yet you still have an ego and a desire to speak with others and declare yourself
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:55 No.14642335
    I found my dad's vinyl copy of Jeff Wayne's War of the Worlds when I was young. Sat listening to it and looking at the inserts for hours. Even now, years later, I still occasionally have the nightmares. Those fucking tripods.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:56 No.14642343

    haha, the author of that fine pasta works in the proud Lovecraftian tradition: keep writing all the weird shit that's happening to you up to the very second of your death or descent into completely debilitating frothing insanity.

    It's like an advanced form of the "white guy investigating creepy noises and shit in haunted house movies instead of just fucking booking it" reflex.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:58 No.14642356
    spiders made of needles that fly
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:59 No.14642360
    checked wikipedia
    amateur diagnosis says its sleep paralysis.
    god I hate that. I woke up a few hours ago with the impression that my blankets were my skin.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)02:59 No.14642364
    When I was younger I used to get frequent eye-motes. You know those things that kind of drift through your vision and eventually go away? Ya I got those very frequently.

    But as a kid, I didn't know what they were. I thought they were something that was following me. Dark shapes at the corners of my eyes that avoided me looking right at them. Its a weird thing and I should have asked about them, but now I still often catch myself quickly glancing at shadows or movements in the corner of my eye
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:00 No.14642378
    If something that exists beyond the comprehension of the scope of human knowledge were to manifest before me, I know I'd run to the nearest computer and start posting about it.

    >Under attack by cosmic horrors, lol.
    >Brb, gonna ask if it knows Slendy.
    >> Psychfag 04/19/11(Tue)03:01 No.14642380
    Always happy to help. I'd still see a counselor if it's disturbing you, but if having a name to put on your fear helps you, that's great too.
    >> Brokazaki !!GGO9kwAPCR4 04/19/11(Tue)03:04 No.14642402
    One of my biggest fears is something just standing there, in plane view, watching me. It doesn't give a fuck that I know it's there, it just wants to LOOK at me. If I'm really unlucky, it wants to lean in, slowly approach, and reach out. And fucking touch me. It wants to put its hands on me.

    This fear was intensified when I started watching the marble hornets series... Fucking maskie. I'd see the mask everywhere, and I'd have to clutch my eyes shut with my head just below the covers as I tried to sleep.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:05 No.14642409

    when I was again on my feet or so I have been told I walked into the kitchen and stared at the refrigerator
    This next part was entirely internal. I was sitting in a pool of thick semi liquid and there were three figures around me assuring me that everything would be alright I was awake in the true world and that my experiences half remembered from my life were all a lie some sort of game or test or something they were speaking in concepts more than actual words i believed them god help me it was true everything i had done to this point meant nothing.

    I panicked they soothed me with soft voices telling me everything is fine now your in the real world its all alright your fine your one of the lucky ones so many never see the true world because they never take the sacred herb. and i was beginning to believe that everything was fine i was real for the first time in my life.

    Then they told me they had to get this thing off of me. something grabbed onto ether side of my head and i was ripped in half down the middle inside of me there was another copy of myself. then i panicked they again reassured me that it was over i was fine it was all alright. and when i started to believe them. they said they just had to get this thing off of me...

    this process continued on forever each time i would beg and plead for them not to say those god awful words and each time they reassured me it was alright it was over and each time as soon as i hoped that maybe it was over. they had to get this thing off me
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:09 No.14642438
    Ok, this one is kind of specific, but I heard a guy mention it as a hypothetical scenario on the radio recently, and the very thought of it scares the shit out of me:

    You're buried alive in a coffin, 30 feet below the surface of the earth, with a flashlight and a severed head. And then just before the batteries in your flashlight die and plunge you into darkness for what remains of your life, the severed head's eyes open and look directly at you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:11 No.14642454
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    I've been plagued by nightmares, reoccuring ones since I was a child.
    Two mainly: One is a forrest of meat, the trees breathe and move, they ooze puss from soars and flies are everywhere along with a terrible stench. T

    The second dream is one about a parasite that grows on my skin. It is like small bulbs, I've viewed similar pics on the boards (bot flies) and some guys art where he is plucky these disgussting nauseating bulbs from his fore arm.

    I actually get physically repulsed...you know when your body shudders or chills from the thoughts of this. Just thought I would share
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:13 No.14642469
    not >>14641430 but interested, would you tell me more or give a link?

    my nightmare is a kind of moving intelligent darkness, not a shadow but a real physical darkness, which won't let me shout or move even if it doesn't touch me and i know i can't attack it, if it can touch me something bad will happen, worse than seeing everyone i love die and than slowly torture me to death.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:14 No.14642478
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:16 No.14642488
    Only thing that really, really scares me is death. The thought of dying and just ceasing to exist drives me crazy, how i die is irrelevant.
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    I've seen the darkness too...and it's not wesly snipes or that gay space rock band.

    I know what you mean sitting in your room in the dark with that fear that it will overwhelm you and you will be annihilated... that you will cease to be. Fear that you will fall asleep and never wake up. Oblivion
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:18 No.14642504

    i suppose confronting what you fear is the best method of overcoming my repulsion. Still NOT COOL BRO
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:18 No.14642505
    OH GOD



    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:18 No.14642506
    I got a good one for you.
    I'm an amateur game programmer/designer, and I have some recurring nightmares and phobias, etc. Now, I decided it would be fun to start taking these things and working them into a horror game.

    This was a bad plan. Giving a life, albeit limited to my programming and animations, was simply something I should not have done. They were only strengthened, reinforced, by this mocklife I granted them.

    Now, if one were to make a tech-horror based thing, you could have a designer craft a recurring monster from their psyche, only to find they gave it an actual existence, a physical presence, and it wants to show its appreciation by actualizing all their fears about it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:20 No.14642518

    Papa Nurgle's chosen?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:20 No.14642523
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    >Your face when you read this
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:24 No.14642541

    after eternity of being ripped in half and having all hope that it would ever end destroyed I saw the kitchen I was standing in. I regarded it with sadness knowing that it was all a lie that i had been miraculously given one last chance to look upon my cast off reality. I chose to get a drink of water.

    after the sweetest most refreshing drink of lukewarm tap water i had ever had and will ever have in my life a fresh hell was thrust upon me.

    reality was breaking down for good this time.

    The colors i saw were indescribable the oranges and yellows and browns that made up the circus tent of reality began to bleed into one another. reality became a thin frame that moved faster than i can even comprehend down wards and to the left of me thin pains of the universe were lined up in an infinite row on each side of me and as each one passed the essence of myself would be transfered from one pane to the next each microsecond of time i could see coming towards me i would occupy it for the briefest of moments and it would pass me by lost like the endless others that had come before it. I knew utter destruction and creation millions of times i could see reality as a topographical map hinting at a fourth dimension it was the only way i could process the magnitude of this 4d universe, this too had always been happening and would always happen and i could see it now and it would never go back to what it was before.

    this entire process from coming too to when i got back to baseline took about ten minuets.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:27 No.14642548
    Oh, yes.
    I like this.
    Now I know what never to code.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:27 No.14642553
    Fuck off
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:27 No.14642555
    tangentally related, if you're a game programmer you should know all about Minecraft.

    Waaaay long ago I started playing it and there was some silly story about a phantom NPC in the game that would appear in the render mist and then vanish, named Herobrine, like a ghost. They have faked footage and screenshots, but I find it fucking horrifying.
    What scares me even more is that Notch could slip him into the game's programming at any time, never say anything, and us players would see it, freak the fuck out and video and screenshot evidence would be worth nothing to have someone believe you because it's all been faked before. It's absolutely perfect.

    the idea of a game phantom left over in some undeleted source code, like Herobrine, terrifies me.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:28 No.14642562
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:30 No.14642569
    Sufferer of major hallucinations here. I'm not going to read the thread or else I'll start tripping balls, but what I find scary is the thought that no matter what I do or say, there will always be a darker part of me. A part that wants to take apart live humans with an anatomy textbook handy just out of curiosity and sadism. A part that wants to take perfectly docile and happy babies and endzone-spike them into the concrete. A part of me that wants to rape a woman and then gnaw off her genitalia. A part that I could let take over me if I wasn't eternally vigilant; a ruby shard inside my brain that has been there since birth and only grown to the vibrations that The Mindsplinter is causing from dimensions away.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:30 No.14642570
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    Going bald.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:31 No.14642573
    Bees and wasps.

    Not insects in general.

    Not spiders.

    Not moths.

    Not being raped by a supernatural serial killer in a clown mask while ambient music plays in the background.

    None of that.

    Fucking bees, and fucking wasps.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:35 No.14642583
    I have a story that isn't quite this, but has put so much fear into me.
    Last year I volunteered for a medical study regarding antidepressants, of course I'm a stupid teenager so drinking happened anyways. I blacked out at a house warming party playing Halo. I then apparently left for coffee, and proceeded to walk through the sketchiest part of town to the river valley where I got stuck waist deep in mud. I was found the next day by Fire Deputies who were out just scouting for training areas for next year. When they found me, I was a few hours away from dead is what I've been told. The other thing is apparently I was completely lucid and responsive when they found me despite having a body temperature of around 31 degrees. I don't remember any of this. All I remember is going from a couch to having something in my throat, not being able to open my eyes and someone (my mom) was holding my hand, listening to people saying they weren't sure if they could take me off yet.

    There is nothing as terrifying as "waking up" with something inside you, with voices you cannot place for the life of you talking about your fate when you can't even see or breath. Nothing.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:35 No.14642585
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:38 No.14642597
    ehm, not really. i am not really afraid of the dark. i am afraif of the creepy, living darkness which hides in some shadows and will devour all my loved ones, while i watch trying to scream, which these "thing" denied me, unable to run away, unable to attack with a baseball bat, not knowing what will happen next, or what it is. it is rather lovecraftian, kinda like the color thing in one of his stories. too bad i only read it five or six years after these dreams had startet.

    also creepy is the following feeling: you woke up in the middle of the night and you can feel the presence of another "person" sleeping besides you, but you are alone, the only one with another key to your flat is your girlfriend,working the nightshift. you know someone is there, you can feel him, you can feel how he uses space on the bed but you don't dare to turn around and look what or who is there.

    It may sound lame but it disturbes me greatly, it changed my sleeping times and i have tons of stories like that, happend in my dreams, half-awake times and even a few time when i was clearly awake.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:46 No.14642626
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:49 No.14642646
    Spiders and centipedes, and my old house is full of them.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:51 No.14642656
    I hate you all.

    I was browsing this thread innocently enough. Its 2am here, but I'm normally a nightowl so this isn't unusual for me. I realized I put some clothes into the wash and hadn't put them in the dryer yet. So I went to the basement to finish it off.

    The light in the laundry room refused to turn on, and because of this thread I am paranoid as fuck. The furnace and water heater are here as well. One of my roomates apparently used the bathroom while I was down there so the pipes all rattled and groaned with water. I actually screamed, and still had to finish putting the shit into the dryer, I don't know if the setting was right but fuck me if I'm checking. I actually ran back upstairs.

    Fuck. All. Of. You.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:52 No.14642661
    Well....fear of losing your hair does that to you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:53 No.14642664
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    My little pony Cupcakes fanfic. Search it on your favourite search engine.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:55 No.14642680
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    I fapped to that on /co/
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:55 No.14642682
    As far as I know most people get head rushes when they stand up too quickly, right? If not then it's a family thing then. But anyways, I've stood up and had head rushes where I've lost control of my body and just fallen right over and flopped around like a fish. It's terrifying because I know how to stand up and I really want to when this happens, but I can't get my body to listen. I also was in a toboganning accident when I was younger and it was only for maybe a minute, but I swear I suffered full body paralysis. After I hit that hay bail I couldn't breathe or move my arms or legs at all to show that I was ok. That loss of control scares the daylights out of me
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)03:56 No.14642686
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:01 No.14642713
    Sometimes, when I'm holding something like scissors or a knife in my hands, I think how it would feel to stab someone. How would it feel to stab my own eye. How would it feel to stab your eye. How would it feel to kill someone. Pierce your throat. Jam scissors up your ear. I want to know, but I can't. I just have to put the knife down before it actually happens.

    It would be scary if I did it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:03 No.14642727
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    You could just try it on a mouse you know, it's only a mouse right?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:05 No.14642736
    Hey asshole. Don't promote meaningless slaughter, especially not of an animal species that's more respectable than your obese pig's ass.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:06 No.14642744

    Fuckin' Amerifags
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:06 No.14642746

    Well, it's alive. You are alive. If you start trying things like these and it's easy, what's there to stop hurting someone else. Someone close to you.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:12 No.14642781
    I actually find darkness comforting and most of these stories reassuring.

    It's bright daylight, with all the staring eyes and voices that you can't *quite* hear that go with it, that frighten me.

    I know that each of you has to face the darkness, or deep water, or mirrors, at some point. And most of you will be able to stand it for as long as you have to.
    So if you lot can manage to sleep in the dark, then maybe, just maybe, I can make it through the day.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:14 No.14642793
    Oh go swallow a jar of razors, you angsty little piece of shit. People are probably staring at you because how pathetic you are.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:16 No.14642804
    I don't know about you all, but I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight. Might as well continue to freak myself out, so anyone have more creepypasta?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:18 No.14642812
    I agree i find the night and darkness comforting. Daylight is confronting and doesnt feel safe.
    Only issue is a lot of criminals seem to enjoy the night.
    No anon you are the angsty piece of shit go die in a fire.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:19 No.14642824
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    Nonsense that's an old wives tale
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:19 No.14642825

    I'd say go ask /x/ but... I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Fucking shithole
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)04:23 No.14642845
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:07 No.14643003
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:18 No.14643053

    At which point did you fall under the misapprehension that you were awake?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:24 No.14643073
    Since the last time I suddenly came into consciousness with vague, half-formed memories of lying down and getting comfortable what I can only assume was hours previous. Hopefully my memories are real. Also hopefully I'm not about to lay down, close my eyes and die. Sleeping breaks the stream of consciousness you know. Like being cloned then killed-sure the clone remembers all of your life, but YOU, who are thinking thoughts RIGHT NOW, are dead and buried. And if you don't know you've been replaced, you wouldn't even know.
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    That fucking picture for a start. Fucking gross and NSFW. Lame dude, fucking lame. You're an asshole and should feel bad.

    As to the question? Carny folk.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:42 No.14643146
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    You bastard... You were on that /v/ thread earlier today weren't you?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:48 No.14643161
    The thought that at some point in my life, killing someone just for the sheer pleasure of it may seem like a logical choice to me.

    I've spent most of my life being called various stripes of crazy and being diagnosed with anti-social personality disorder in highschool really only underscored that. I don't think it makes me a bad person to have such a disorder, it just means I don't feel emotion quite the same as others do and that I have a lot of difficulty empathizing with people. I've always managed to learn to cope with my anger incredibly well, despite it being more or less a constant fixture of my emotional state.

    However, when I read up about people like John Wayne Gacy or any other serial killer, I can't help but see myself in their shoes, wondering what emotional upset or life altering event it would take to put me on the path they found themselves on.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:49 No.14643164
    yep. me too. im not that scraed of it but one time i was walking and blacked out (kept walking cause it happens all the time and i know the way around my house in the dark) then got to a room with my dad and some of his friednds and apparently had a siezure. just grabbed a bench and started shaking. just full body spasms while standing up.it was wierd because i actually could see everything happeneing and i remember thinking how crazy it would have looked to all those guys, but what scares me is not only that i coulndt stop it from happenning, but that i didnt want to stop it happenneing. i had no bodily function or conscious thought, i could only observe.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:52 No.14643175



    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)05:53 No.14643178
    Open bodies of water are a big one.

    The idea of being in a situation where I can not move my body. No paralysis, I mean being stuck with no hope of unsticking. If my arms and legs are restricted I get a little freaked.

    I guess im also afraid of heights, because I can not look straight up into the sky during the day without getting really really dizzy. Unless I hold onto something i'll get dizzy. It was so bad when I would have to do sit ups in the huge football field in school, I think I was even shaking a bit.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)06:01 No.14643206
    >breaks the stream of consciousness

    no it doesn't, it just renders an eight hour chunk of it inaccessable to your memory functions. You're still conscious. You can be awoken easily by outdoor threats, you are still having a great deal of mental activity. Hell, you're probably out having a fantasy adventure conjured by your subconscious. Just because you don't remember it doesn't mean you weren't conscious for it.
    >> SMAP 04/19/11(Tue)06:06 No.14643223
    >but conscious
    I think you two are using different meanings of "conscious."
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)06:09 No.14643232
    I'm using the PSYCHOLOGIST term for conscious, which is any state in which your brain is, you know, active. doing things. You're UNconscious if you have little to no brain activity, like if you've been hit really hard in the head or are in a coma or are dead or something.

    Most of the time you certainly have the ability to respond to your surroundings, you have an "I" in your dreams as well- people are DOING things while they're asleep. Modern dream science says the things vary from wild vivid adventures during REM to repetition of boring tasks over and over during other segments.

    However, this is all over six months old and rememberings gleaned from about four articles, so take it with a grain of salt and outdatedness.
    >> Soth !!knPhGLZt6gr 04/19/11(Tue)06:10 No.14643235
    fuckin Heights, I have virtigo and If im up more then 4 feet on a latter or a ledge I loose all balance
    >> Bragd 04/19/11(Tue)06:24 No.14643292
    funny thing;
    Appearently, while getting my appendix removed I suddenly sat up on the operating table and tore all my cables out. Whereafter i collapsed again and they could fix me up. I have no recollection of this event myself.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)08:13 No.14643905
    emails from my ex-girlfriend...
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)09:53 No.14644551
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    The abuse of biotechnology for the sheer hell of it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:30 No.14644809
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    There are a number of fears which seem to be inherently common in every person, just some more than others:

    For example, the appearance of the human form in inhuman things.... Or the opposite.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:32 No.14644814
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    Or intrusion into the body, the only place we truly hold sacred. Or even worse: the mind.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:36 No.14644855
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    Or the deep dark unsee-able and unknowable void. Of the ocean. Of space. Of death.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:37 No.14644868
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    Also body horror.
    >> Foron 04/19/11(Tue)10:41 No.14644896
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    Being chased by something that I know I can't kill.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:43 No.14644917
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    >Your face when you see it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:45 No.14644930

    It's a little known fact that Velociraptors are the third leading cause of death for men ages 26-33 in this country. In addition, scientists estimate that 1 in 20 people are really Velociraptors in disguise.

    Confirmed Velociraptors include Vin Diesel, Ronald McDonald, Laura Bush, ghosts, Uwe Boll, Ayn Rand, and West Virginia. As you can see, they've infiltrated every level of society.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:50 No.14644975
    Seriously what is that shit?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:51 No.14644982
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    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:54 No.14644998
    >What scares you, /tg/?
    International banking, the US Government, a general lack of humanism and long term thinking in todays politics.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:54 No.14645003
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    On-topic, puncture wounds make me squeamish, especially through the bottom of my feet. Like that scene in Home Alone with the nails on the steps.

    Also, lotus shoops.
    >> Duriel 04/19/11(Tue)10:56 No.14645022
    I wish I had never seen this.
    Goddammit anon...
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:57 No.14645024
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    Lotus shoops are small-time.

    Also, anyone else dissapointed that "At The Mountains of Madness" got canned?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)10:59 No.14645034
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    >Del Toro confirmed that the film would begin production as early as May 2011 and start filming in June.[28] However, in March 2011, it was announced that "Universal refused to greenlight the project due to del Toro's insistence that it be released with an R rating rather than a PG-13."[27] According to Salon.com, "Universal wants to hold onto the project in the event that it changes its mind and decides to make it later, either as an R or PG-13 movie. But del Toro is already trying to set up Mountains at another studio (possibly 20th Century Fox, which released Cameron's Titanic and Avatar).

    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:03 No.14645058
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    Now that doesn't bother me. Maybe it's the simplicity of the small goreless holes, or just how they blanket a section of flesh, but those pictures just make me borderline nauseous.

    Last raptor pic, I promise.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:04 No.14645067
    Why did I think to myself "Hahaha, that's just dumb!" yet I still looked around my room!? Fuck it my door is even closed!
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:04 No.14645070
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    Del Toro is a total bro. He knows mountains needs to be R rated to be true to Lovecraft.

    Also, shoggoths are fucking terrifying.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:05 No.14645076
    Parasites, specifically; things crawling beneath the skin. I can't stand it, seeing it makes me itch and freak me out.

    Internal injuries. You know jokes about Clotheshanger abortions knowing full well those are real? I lie awake at night with thoughts of things like that.
    Needles. More than anything, needles. I had a nightmare that kept me up for 3 days straight of waking up in a gourny with IVs riddled all over my body, still drugged up I fell off the table. Pulling every needle out from every vein, feeling each sharp jab as I rip each one from me. Then proceeding to crawl along the floor helplessly as I'm still capable of pain, but unresponsive in muscular control. That was my worst nightmare.
    I'm also fearful of Hospitals and doctors. I have an insane fear of having to go under the knife, surgery, abdominal surgery. The idea that things can be lost inside me, that something can go wrong, anything can go wrong, and I'm left powerless to do anything about it.

    Last but not least the fear of isolation and helplessness. The idea that all that I love and cherish in life can walk out and leave me and nothing I can say will change their mind and bring them back. The idea that the person that I need most will turn their back on me. The possibility that my family can die someday, abruptly, and I will never see them again. That's the worst fear that keeps me up at night the most often
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:10 No.14645103
    Oh boy... Just gonna throw this out there, don't EVER go to /d/. That shit is horrifying. A lot of it is hilariously awful but most of it is horrifying.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:11 No.14645111
    My nightmares are so mundane.

    It's just me trying to fill out my tax forms.
    >> Duriel 04/19/11(Tue)11:12 No.14645115
    To be really honest, I'd rather it takes him years to make it as R rating instead of settling on making it some shitty pg13.

    Lovecraft is not pg13.

    Mountains is ominous as fuck in writing, I'd shit bricks in the cinema if it was done right
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:13 No.14645124
    Strangely enough, I came from /d/. I liked it. It's nothing but dickgirls now. Rather Boring.

    [spoiler]Strangely enough I go to /freakshow/ on Gurochan to get my rocks off anymore. I'm a messed up person for all my fears[/spoiler]
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:15 No.14645133
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    >Your faces when this movie becomes amazingly popular and spurns a new golden age of Lovecraftian Writers and renewed interest in the Mythos in popular culture.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:17 No.14645147
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    Huh, well, fear and arousal are two heads to the same coin I suppose.
    >> Duriel 04/19/11(Tue)11:17 No.14645148
    I'm majoring in english atm in Uni to try and do just that.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:17 No.14645149

    But... there are no faces in this picture...
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:17 No.14645154

    Or teens fawn over it like Twilight.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:20 No.14645173
    Filed deleted? Wut.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:20 No.14645180
    Truly we live in horrifying times...

    Actually, I'd be okay with this. Teens being in love with the eldritch and the unknowable horrors of Lovecraft is still better than Vampire: the Susaning. Wouldn't get as popular though because you can't fuck a Shoggoth... I think.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:21 No.14645189
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    >> Duriel 04/19/11(Tue)11:21 No.14645190
    If found in rule34, for the love of all that is sane do not fucking post results.
    >> SMAP 04/19/11(Tue)11:22 No.14645194
    >you can't fuck a Shoggoth..
    /d/ would like to disagree.

    Shit, /tg/ used to disagree at least once a day until the mods got all girly and decided to start enforcing the rules.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:23 No.14645205
    >Check rule 34
    >Won't need eyes
    >I have no Mouth
    >And I must TWO LEGS
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:24 No.14645210

    Beat me to it. Never underestimate obsessive fangirls.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:24 No.14645212

    d'aww it's cute
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:25 No.14645220
    I've seen Rule 34 on John Carpenter's The Thing. So close enough.
    Hell I've seen The Thing drawn as a small anime girl. There needs to be an internet rule for this, "whatever it is; it will be drawn as anime and as a little girl."
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:27 No.14645232
    It's rule 34a
    little a being for little anime girls.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:27 No.14645233

    The word you're looking for, I think, it 'gijinka"
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:29 No.14645242
    If it's the same as the Magic: The gathering ones and Predaliens then yes yes it is
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:29 No.14645244
    And its automatic counterpart:
    >If it exists, it will also be drawn as a John Carpenter's "The Thing".
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:34 No.14645274
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    ANyways, getting back to horrifying things...

    Disembodied Hands. And heads.

    God damnit, those hand-face things in Labyrinth still haunt me.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:37 No.14645282
    Oh, fuck you, anon. Fuck you with broken sticks.

    Took me almost ten years to get those things out of my mind's eye and you just... a thousand suns of hate, etc.

    In reply, consider the following:
    >"The Body Politic" by Clive Barker.
    That's right. Your hands have become Communists. One is a hard-liner and the other a moderate. Two guesses which one leads the rebellion.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)11:52 No.14645378
    What was it like?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)12:09 No.14645509
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    Gross-out horror is cheap shit. Straight up posting the pics without linking or something is rather shitty. You can look up river blindness. Not gonna post pictures of that.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)12:14 No.14645538
    my parents used to live in Africa, and I heard my dad tell stories about people's eyes with river blindness (though I didn't know that's what it was called till your post). Makes me glad I don't live over there.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)12:30 No.14645657
    Fucking wasps. whenever my family decides to eat out on the patio in the summer, the fuckers come out. And they don't go for the sugary fruit. They hover around the meat.

    Fuck wasps, yellowjackets, and hornets. The Bees can stay though.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)12:49 No.14645765

    Or loss of control or perception in general.
    Probably why I don't drink or smoke. Nothing against them morally, just a personal phobia.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)12:58 No.14645802
    >Psychfag! If you're still here, is there any specific thing for your brain treating your reflection as though it were an independent entity/living human/whatever? I get something like that sometimes.

    Not that guy, but jamais vu can result from impaired communication between the seat of declarative memory in the hippocampus and the seat of emotional memory in the amygdala, resulting in subjective unfamiliarity and a sense of depersonalization (e.g., "I KNOW this is my face, but it doesn't FEEL like my face."). Additionally, some people suffer from 'face blindness' (prosopagnosia) where due to impairment of the fusiform face area of the temporal lobe, and they may have difficulty differentiating faces to begin with.

    In severe cases, usually the result of stroke or traumatic brain injury, people may actually believe that there is a doppelganger that is trying to take their place or that their loved ones have been replaced by doubles (Capgras delusion). But for the overwhelming majority of people who suffer recurrent episodes of depersonalization there is no loss of reality testing (i.e., you don't go 'crazy'), and though there is no known effective treatment, it tends to get better on its own over time.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:06 No.14645866
    Spiders and climbing ladders. I have severe arachnophobia....SEVERE.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:09 No.14645879
    Being tied up or restrained, I tend to freak the hell out... fuckfriend wanted to try a little bondage stuff... I kinda broke her novelty handcuffs and bedposts when I freaked out, twas her damn fault for not taking them off when I told her to though.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:12 No.14645897
    >not taking them off when I told her to

    stupid bitch didn't know about safewords?
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:13 No.14645905
    Scare? Nothing.

    Make spine crawl? Giant spiders, but it's not like they exist. Tarantulas are hardly giant.

    Also, having a life filled with nothing but debauchery, only to realise that in the end, all of those pleasures were useless.

    Being left in a vegetative state, but alert does also make my spine crawl.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:15 No.14645915
    Apparently not, since I jokingly said that my "safe word" would be, "take these fucking things off of me!", broke the novelty cuffs that were on my left hand and broke the top part of her bedpost with my right hand, she got the idea that i wasn't joking around at that point... Also she lost out on dickings from me from that point forward... not gonna like, felt like a badass after though.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:15 No.14645917
    Coming home, to find my daughter/son, after so many years away from family, only to see her/him die in my very arms.

    Doesn't scare me, really, just leaves me somewhat hollow.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)13:39 No.14646073

    That feeling you get when no one not even your family gives a rats ass about you. The fact that no one cares or even acknoledges your pitiful existance. The horrifying truth that you know for a fact that you could die a horrible agonizing death and not a single person would mourn you.

    That is my fear and sometimes I think I'm living it.
    >> Anonymous 04/19/11(Tue)15:53 No.14647208
    The dark has always lead to some chilling moments for me. Though I don't fear the dark itself, it's the idea of what lurks in it. A few moments when I was at my Uncle's house has this. They had this long desolate road in the countryside that lead to his house out in the middle of nowhere. Sitting in the back of the truck just staring out into the night, didn't help that my cousins said the road was used in Jeepers Creepers. Another was a moment that really freaked me out. It was late and I was in the living room, watching tv as a kid. Everyone was asleep, I was pretty much alone. Suddenly I hear a noise coming from the door, I turn and the fucking doorknob is wiggling, like someone on the other side is trying to turn it. I try and wake up my cousin whose sleeping next to me, but he would not wake up. So I just sat there, watching and listening to the doorknob wiggling. The worse part was the windows were stained glass, so I could not see outside. Eventually it stopped, but i was freaked as fuck

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