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Day 16 >_<

I LOVE THIS URBAN LEGEND SM <3333

School got me so fucked…

Wish it was socially acceptable to just run out into the woods and never be seen or heard from again.. become an urban myth to locals.

Urban Legend Directed by Jamie Blanks (1998)

Chupacabras (Monster High OC)

[Do Not Take Images Without Crediting the Original Artist!]

This is an old OC that I had in stored for a while. I haven’t thought of a name for her yet, but I am very proud of her design.

Story:

She was inprisoned at a secret government facility hidden in El Yunque, PR. One day, she managed to escape at the age of 12 (twelve) years old. Bringing along some physical and emotional scars caused by the scientists.

Inspirations:

As you can obviously tell, I took inspiration from the urban legend, “La Chupacabras”.

And El Yunque secret government facility was from a conspiracy theory that I heard. Since El Yunque is known for it’s supernatural and people getting lost.

So I decided to borrow that for my story.

Thoughts:

So far, her story isn’t quite pleasurable. But I love her character…(even though I was the one who created her…)

I would have love that Monster High made a representation of Puertorrican Culture. Sadly, that never happened. So I made my own character that it is based out of a urban legend that sprouted on my island.

how does one become a creepypasta?

I said Bloody Mary 3 times in the mirror and my eyes started bleeding.

Happy Spooky Month!🎃

This year I decided to make my own Drawtober prompt list about Urban Legends and some Creepypasta) Hope you’ll enjoy it!✨

Rules:

Create art with these prompts in ANY medium!

Use hashtag #UrbanLegendsDrawtober.

You shouldn’t put pressure on yourself! All you need is to keep calm and enjoy fall!🧡🍁

WARNING GORE AND BLOOD

NO ONE:

ME AT 3 AM

(FAST (MOSTLY LAZY) sKETCh OF TEKETEKE

Become the wicked witch if the woods

Become the urban legend

🌋✨ Meet the majestic Volcano Goddess, the fierce and fiery mother of rage and life. Nestled in the heart of her molten realm, she gazes out at the world she shapes with each passionate outburst. Her presence is a paradox of destruction and creation—where lava flows, new lands rise. With roses that bear the resilience of her spirit, she reminds us that without her fiery temper, the beauty of existence would be unimagined. Embrace the chaos and the calm, for she is both the creator and the destroyer. 🔥

🌟 Unveiling the vengeful beauty of a resurrected queen! I created this female mummy coming to life, weaving together mystery and mythology with a touch of opulence. I love how the gold elements enhance the photo, giving it a regal yet eerie allure. What are your favorite details? 💛✨

So this is how he gets his robins

Batman: Urban Legends #3 - “Cheer III” (2021)

written by Chip Zdarsky art by Eddy Barrows, Eber Ferreira, Jesus Merino, Marcus To, & Adriano Lucas

Hii Atsuha, how did you and Junpei first meet? Was it on a mission? Also can you tell us the story behind Junpei eating Yahito’s hand? When and why did that happen??

Well... it is indeed a long story. Or maybe two stories...

I'll tell the first one here.

When I came to Japan, I was decided to be a jujutsu sorcerer. But it's not like there's an agency for that sort of job, not that I know of at least.

So after tracking some rumours, I came around this urban legend on Satozakura High School: a legend about a boy who cursed a bunch of students and then died.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't just came up and invaded the place; in fact, I FELT something. Something akin to what I witnessed in childhood and later on in college.

Someone was there... among the students and staff, unseen.

And that someone was Junpei.

𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖.

𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕀𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕒𝕜𝕦'𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥.

𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖.

𝕊𝕠, 𝕒 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕; 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕠 ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝔼𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕪, 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 '𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕠𝕪' 𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥… 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟, 𝕤𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕒 𝕣𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 '𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤'.

Turns out in his barely conscious state, he switched between his human and transfigured form, but at some point during this rumour spreading division, the two forms split apart, thus his transfigured side began to roam the hallways, acting by pure instinct, while the consciousness remained with Junpei.

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕔 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕟𝕠 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕤. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥. 𝕊𝕠 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖: 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔸𝕍 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕞 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕓 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕕.

And that's where I found him. Or better saying, where he pulled me and Yuuji-sensei in when we were hunting the 'giant crocodile'.

Oh yeah, I forgot to explain that, sorry. Basically, I was visiting the school with a job hunting excuse, and then there was an accident revolving a student throwing himself off the window. Gladly it wasn't that high, so he just got some bruises. I took that cue to explore the hallways, and later on... a curtain fell around the place.

Yuuji-sensei arrived just as I found the 'giant crocodile'; he tried to get me out of there, but once I showed him my ofuda ability and quick thinking, he agreed to let me help.

So, back to the AV room... There was shock, and some tears as well, when the two of them reunited. Junpei told us his side of the story, and while Yuuji-sensei felt a bit of regret for not coming back to Satozakura earlier, I put the pieces together and realized/theorized that since both Junpei and the crocodile were the same soul, exorcizing one or the other wouldn't help; the negative energy was concentrated and somewhat melded in the very precinct, and would eventually respawn either one of them, though with less consciousness if Junpei's soul was gone.

Maybe it was a stretch, but Yuuji-sensei noticed that I did NOT aimed for an immediate exorcism, that I wanted to help that lost boy find peace. And the way to start... was to join him with his lost side.

Thanks to Yuuji-sensei, we were able to reach out to and calm down the giant crocodile; that is, once we trapped him. Once Junpei took him back, I offered to make a Binding Vow to get him out of the building, to remove him from that melding source of negative energy and allow him to leave the precinct.

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙: 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖, 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕄𝕠𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖.

𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙; 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕖.

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥. 𝕐𝕦𝕦𝕛𝕚 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒, 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪; 𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙, 𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕪𝕠 𝕁𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕦 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 '𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕝'.

Whoa, long post. LONG POST!? EEEEEEEEEE!

Sorry, got excited. I finally got to tell a bunch of stuff here! Anyway, I'll tell Yahito's story soon, but for now, that's how I met Junpei.

Hey everyone the new episode of my Podcast is out and it's our Halloween episode a little late but still funny please like download and share with everyone as we are building our audience.

Buzzsprout

Go Gettas

Nerd stuff from a generic white boy and Mexican artist who grew up in a farming town, so they've got fun memories like "that time I biked ac

I dream of a fiction work where unreal, urban horror and "found footage" like creatures just so common that nobody pays them much mind anymore, they just became a sort of nuisance in the same way as raccoons or opposums.

Like "ah dang, the skinwalker stole shit from my fridge again..."

Or even "The fucking mothman ran away carrying the neighbor's lampost again."

Come and Play

It sits there. How long has it been? No one remembers where it came from, when it arrived here in this dank little corner, silent and watchful. None of the bright multicolored lights illuminate it-- this place is cursed, *here by dragons* says the darkness. Turn back.

It's a tall unit. Taller than most others. Imposing. Geometric, sharp sides that scream *"future!",* and *"I'm not for kids!".* Exactly the right bait for those willing to try. To undertake the test at the behest of small clustered crowds staring into the corner domain with eager, youthful bravado. A looming black display crisscrossed by thin red stripes, silver hexagonal patterns. Slick. New.

The screen glows green. Stares out at the world in quiet, unsettling judgement. Black patterns unfold and unfurl in complicated miasma, an interlocking labyrinth scrolling past. The simplicity is potent. Powerful. Almost too.. *mature.* It feels mathematical. There's something more there in the flickering. Something hungry.

No joysticks. No buttons. Just the black sheen of the case, the green stare of the screen. Not even a slot for coins.

*What the hell?*

It feels the eyes on it. The watchful stares, eager and nervous voices close by. Feels their intentions.

*Come and play,* it says.

At the head of the case lies one word, emblazoned by the same esoteric hexagonal structures.

*P O L Y B I U S*