synchronized boos from the imaginary audience erupts
I know I haven't posted in a while (not that anyone's waiting) but I've been cooking up a special something for you all. It's been in the making for a while but here it is.
I played One Man Hide & Seek.
In case you are unfamiliar with One Man Hide & Seek, its a paranormal game that you play completely alone, except you hide and a demon doll looks for you. Fun, right? Its a very dangerous game and the instructions are very detailed and you have to follow them exactly as they are given or else you get haunted by a demon for the rest of your life. I don't recommend playing this. But if you're a dumbass like moui and decide you want to anyway... here are the rules.
Nails clipped, bathtub full of warm water and cup of salt water all ready, I realized I haven't chosen a doll to stuff with rice and my finger nail and demonize for this ritual. I didn't think twice before pulling out my three childhood best friends...
 |
| B.J, we know what your name stands for now... |
Anyway, I went with Barney and I don't know why I didn't realize before hand that a demonic Barney is an awful idea.
 |
| I love you, you love me. We ARE best friends, bitch! |
Thank god I keep a knife in my closet at all times (don't ask), or I'd be fucked. I waited and waited for demon Barney to show signs of existence. I was doubtful that the ritual even worked in the beginning. But then I heard it... I heard him. Singing the lyrics to his beloved song... I hummed along to the song, scared shitless.
I immediately decided to finish the game, I put half of the salt water in my mouth, not swallowing like Google instructed. It's been 48 hours, I'm still in my hiding spot. I swear I can still hear Barney outside, walking around, singing his songs, watching T.V., waiting for me to come out... but no. I WILL NEVER COME OUT.
Yes, I'm still in the closet.
Help.
No comments:
Post a Comment