Creepy unsolved/paranormal/strange events thread

I don´t know, sounds somewhat fake.

I mean would you hang around the town witch when she gives birth to a child she admitted Satan himself sired? Or play midwife, even.

But this´ll never be debunked, because scientists don´t dare to enter guido country. All the naked girls and stuff, creepy.
 
Congrats to all the assholes for ruining this thread. These paranormal threads have always been a fun read, but not when you have to wade through so many idiotic posts.
 
The Jersey Devil is the true king of the paranormal. For your consideration:

Exhibit A:

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Exhibit B:

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Exhibit C:

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Further investigation has revealed three chief suspects:

Suspect A: A Sandhill Crane:

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Suspect B: Tom Brown Jr, 'outdoorsman' and technical advisor for Tommy Lee Jones movie, The Hunted:

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Tom Brown, Jr. spent several seasons living in the wilderness of the Pine Barrens. From Wikipedia: "He recounts occasions when terrified hikers mistook him for the Jersey Devil, after he covered his whole body with mud to repel mosquitoes."

Suspect C: A Guido, species native to New Jersey:

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Case remains open and unsolved.
 
Tonay reads like some clown from OA has a new dupe account.

Haha. You know, some people have PMed to advise me to not say another word in this thread until I get a moderator personally grant me immunity from being banned. They tell me to bite my tongue, to not speak out for what I believe.

But I see a whole army of my counterparts here in defiance of mystic tyranny. You've come to debate on Neogaf as free men, and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight the good fight?

yup, I'd say yes. No junior would really post like that.
 
Tonay said:
A junior who is quoting from Braveheart might...
Yeah, but you didn't get off the boat with the other new guys. You've been here for over a year and just started posting a month ago.
 
Moving on...

Has anyone read Matt Baglio's The Rite? I thought it was an excellent exposition of the Catholic Church's current position on black magic, Satanic rituals, demonic posession etc. It should appeal to skeptics and believers alike.
 
AniHawk said:
Yeah, but you didn't get off the boat with the other new guys. You've been here for over a year and just started posting a month ago.

...how did you know I'd been lurking here so long? [I don't think I mentioned it...??]



OH god no. No way. Don't fucking tell me that I'd been approved a year ago. Oh for FUCKS SAKE
 
:lol

Didn't you receive an e-mail?

Cyan said:
Don't be an idiot. There's a rational explanation.

The "join date" on a member profile is when you first registered, not when you were approved.

I see.
 
It says Join Date: 02-28-2008 - is that when I registered or when I was approved as a junior member?

I know I tried clicking on Post New Thread aaaages ago but it said that I didn't have permission. And that was before I knew about juniors not being allowed to post new threads. I only tried posting after that 'new juniors have been approved' thread and figured I'd been let in with that bunch.
 
Leunam said:
:lol

Didn't you receive an e-mail?



I see.


We got a e-mail? I came to GAF one day and saw that there was a huge thread about new juniors, so I tried to log in and post, and voila, I was able to.

And the join date is for when you first registered, I believe.
 
There must have been a new set of juniors let in since February 2008 though, that's over a year ago. Can anyone remember when the last new batch was before this one?
 
Dresden said:
We got a e-mail? I came to GAF one day and saw that there was a huge thread about new juniors, so I tried to log in and post, and voila, I was able to.

And the join date is for when you first registered, I believe.

Yep, we did. I actually realized I was approved before I got the e-mail. I came to GAF one day and noticed I actually had a private messages link under my username.
 
Tonay said:
There must have been a new set of juniors let in since February 2008 though, that's over a year ago. Can anyone remember when the last new batch was before this one?

I thought there was one from March-June 2008.
 
I know you're going to scream "hypnagogia!" as soon as I post this, but anyway... I came back home from a long journey a few days ago, and the whole time my room was empty, nobody used it, even opened it. I crashed on my bed and then slept soundly, with a nice dream until it started going weird, I was looking through a peephole and there were maimed people walking around, one looked at me and had a pumpkin for a head. I was like, wtf, and the woke up. I felt unrest, and I was changing my position on the bed, trying to remember the entire dream, when suddenly I heard a huge loud buzz behind me, like a super powerful wind stream was entering through my window, making it vibrate, and then, over that sound I noticed a reverberating ominous voice chanting (without any melody) something church like; only word I could get was "dominus". I just froze there, not moving a muscle, hoping it would go away somehow, and then 30 seconds later it stopped, I turned my head and there was nothing there. I went for a glass of water and then back to bed, and if that wasn't enough, now I started hearing a laugh under my bed, like that of a baby. It was exactly coming under my bed, more like it came from inside the mattress, but anyway; I was pissed off enough already so I tried to reach under the bed and shoo away whatever it was, I wasn't afraid because I thought it was hypnagogia, so I also said something like "fuck you, leave me alone I have to sleep". After waving my hands a bit under the bed, the laugh stopped and I must have fall asleep.
When both happened I thought they were just hypnagogic hallucinations... but then next morning I realized I had at least partial mobility and the ability to speak during the "hallucinations", something that you never have (words come out as "nghhh" and you can't move a finger). I was also lying on my stomach, and I only feel hypnagogia when sleeping on my back.
Maybe that's what happens when you leave your room empty for a month :P. Next two nights I had no incidents whatsoever.
 
Tonay said:
In other news, the Jersey Devil is a legendary creature said to inhabit the Pine Barrens in New Jersey.

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"It was said that Mother Leeds had 12 children and, after giving birth to her 12th child, stated that if she had another, it would be the devil. In 1735, Mother Leeds was in labor on a stormy night. Gathered around her were her friends. Mother Leeds was supposedly a witch and the child's father was the devil himself. The child was born normal, but then changed form. It changed from a normal baby to a creature with hooves, a horse's head, bat wings and a forked tail. It growled and screamed, then killed the midwife before flying up the chimney. It circled the villages and flew off to the Pine Barrens, where it lived for the next three hundred years... until it got bored and joined NeoGaf under the name 'Tonay'."

Fixed.
 
Tonay at the GTA4 midnight launch:

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Jersey Devil on its way to an outdoor shindig:

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I can only wish I had a badass strut like that.
 
Kind of a long post, but bear with me if you want. Not sure if my story is unexplainable, but it definitly feels like a strange event to me personally. On a couple of occasions this last year I have found myself getting out of bed in the early morning hours, only to have some horrific imagery appear before my eyes. It was like in a horror movie when you get faked out after seeing a dream sequence, only to awaken into another.

The first time I found myself getting up to go to the bathroom, and when I looked in the bathroom mirror my face started growing all kinds of boils, which then exploded in a disgusting splatter. Next I awoke, but I was still standing up in the bathroom. What shocked me the most was how real everything looked and felt while the dream occurred. It was like I was awake and seeing the real world, but dreaming at the same time.

The next time I woke up from bed and saw this large cluster of worms the size of a basketball just floating in the air like something from a videogame. Then I jumped out of bed screaming and it was still there when I looked from the other side of the room. There I was curled up into a ball in the corner with this strange creature hovering above me. It took like 10 seconds until it vanished, but for those 10 seconds it was there in my room striking pure terror into me. Sure enough when I awoke I was really in the corner of my room.

I am sure it was sleep paralysis or something, but to me it felt like the dreams were invading my mind while being awake, which is truly a horrible feeling. It is also what I believe many paranormal/supernatural events actually are. Which is when the dreamworld feels so real that you refuse to believe it was just a dream.

This was just like when "the woman" appeared upstairs when I was about 8 years old...

It was around 8AM in the morning and I was going upstairs to get some food. Then something odd caught my eye towards the right side of the room. There was a strange woman in a dress just standing there, not moving. Her facial features looked almost faded away and nondescript. Next she looked towards me and an intense fear shot throughout my body and I proceeded to run downstairs screaming for my parents to come and see this woman who was in our house. We all went upstairs, and sure enough there was nobody there. I searched the whole house and my parents checked the doors and windows which were all locked shut.

Thinking back on this event it is possible that I had dreamed it all, but my mind refuses to believe that it was that simple. It had become ingrained in my mind even to today at the age of 30, and just thinking about it terrifies me. You see, my childhood home was built upon the site where an old mansion which had burnt down in the 50's had stood. It was an old house that had been lived in since the 1870's or so, and the backyard was chocked full of objects that had belonged to its inhabitants. Local stories told of a woman who had lost her wedding ring in the fire. Perhaps this "woman" I saw was the old occupant searching from beyond for her long lost ring which lie somewhere directly beneath our home.

Who's to say if it was my imagination or not, but to me it was all too real. Although a few years later my father saw an unknown woman just standing outside our home in the backyard, and when we came back to see she had vanished without a trace.

When I think back on it, and read many of these stories I start crying uncontrollably for some reason. I don't make any noises (ie: whimpering), or cringe, and all of a sudden my face is covered in tears. Curious if this happens to anyone else when thinking about ghosts and creepy stuff, because its really odd. I can't cry even when family members die, but when thinking of this event I cry immediately. Like now. :(

Another event I find kind of scary. On September 10, 2001 me and 3 of my friends were hanging around at night watching the city of San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge from cliffs facing the city across the bay. We are just hanging out and all of a sudden we start to get into this interesting conversation. One of my friends says, "What would it look like if someone crashed a plane into one of those skyscrapers?" And then we start talking about what would happen if World War III started tomorrow, and what it would be like if America was attacked. We never talked about stuff like this until that night. The next day we all remembered what we had been talking about and were shocked. Had we been in NY it would have been even stranger. Just a coincidence, but something I will always remember.
 
My eyes have also teared up seemingly instantly when I think back on certain strange events I've experienced, or when something strikes me as truly scary. It doesn't happen very often, but I definitely take notice when it does.
 
I've experienced some strange things over the past few years in my parents' house.

1st Experience ---

The first strange thing that happened was a couple years after moving into the house. There was a huge blizzard outside and my sister's boyfriend was stuck at our place for the night. There was at least a foot of snow outside and it was still coming down.

So we were hanging out in the computer room after everyone went to sleep. The room is on the second floor and has a very large window looking directly out on to the deck. From the deck there's a few stairs that go down to a small landing, and then another group of stairs that wrap around the front of the deck leading down to the ground.

So we were just sitting there talking when we heard a thud, followed by another, and another, and another. It was the exact sound of someone's feet meeting the wood steps of the deck. I'd heard it a thousand times in the years that I'd lived there. So we kept looking outside the window as the thuds continued expecting to see someone as they came up to the landing. When the sound stopped we realized there's no way anyone could be coming up the stairs because they were covered in a foot of snow. Even if they were, it wouldn't have been making that sound.

We took a look outside just to see if there were any footprints or anything and there weren't. It really freaked us both out.

2nd Experience ---

The second experience I had I could simply chalk up to being tired. I was getting ready for bed and I walked upstairs. At the top of the stairs is the door out to the deck which has a circular window in it. As I glanced outside I could have swore I saw a pale blue face looking at me from outside. When I realized what I saw I immediately took a second look and there was nothing there. I don't put much weight into that experience because I was really tired and it was about 3am.

3rd Experience ---

My third and final experience while living there will stick with me forever though. It was around midnight and I had just finished up doing some late night work. I wasn't really tired but I knew I had to head to bed to be up early for a meeting the next morning.

So I went upstairs and walked into my room (which I shared with my brother at the time). I took off my belt and turned to my right to place it on the dresser next to the door. I then turned to my left and clear as day I saw a person standing in front of me about three feet away. It scared the shit out of me and I immediately jumped back and turned my head towards the wall with a ton of thoughts racing through my mind.

I figured it had to be my brother sleepwalking like he did occasionally. As I looked up I said "Damn Sean, you scared the hell out of me." and then saw that no one was standing there. My brother was snoring in bed covered in his blankets. Then as I thought about it more I realized that whoever I saw couldn't have possibly been my brother. What I saw was a grown man (my brother was 15 at the time) with defined facial features and it definitely wasn't him.

It could have been my imagination or a trick of the light, but it scared the hell out of me. I didn't get much sleep that night.
 
Joe Shlabotnik said:
To be fair your first story wasn't so much "awesome" as it was "disturbing and depressing" and kind of sent the thread rolling downhill when Tonay decided to call it out.

Zozz's and Jackson5's stories, though.. those were pretty awesome.
As I stated previously, I think my story is awesome because it is mundane. It is ironic, but that seems to be the reason. It confounds me as much as the P=NP problem would a 1st grader. I am attempting to post some photographs, but I evidently erased the photographs I used for the project. I might have to go there again to prove how impossible it would have been for anyone, let alone an elderly couple, to naturally appear and disappear as quickly as they did.
 
This is a pretty cool thread, despite the inane arguments in the last few pages. I read some of it last night and quit cause it started freaking me out. The Jersey Devil's an interesting story. Apparently, the Jersey Pines (never seen them) are all sorts of messed up, and in the past were pretty much refuge for the dregs of society. Who knows what else is in there, it's a pretty wild place.
 
Souldriver said:
However, the second night, my parents heard footsteps on the wooden floor. Not just sounds, footsteps. After going there for so long, the sound feet make on the floor are very recognisable. Not to mention, the house is pretty "low budget", so the creaking is omnipresent if you move around. They also heard how the radio got turned on, how the toilet got flushed, and other stuff. But not loud or anything. The radio was softly playing, and the footsteps were obviously silent on purpose. Fast forward to the morning, the window was open again, even though they specifically had made sure it was closed. When all four people got at the breakfast table, the guy from the other couple asked my parents why they were still hanging out in the living room at 4am, and asked if my dad had stomach aches again (something he often has when eating much before going to bed, and if that happens he usually gets up and walks around a bit). My parents raised their shoulders cause they were in their bed the entire night, and my dad had even said something to my mom that night about how someone (from the other couple) was still walking around so late. In other words: nobody left their room, everybody has heard someone walking, listening to the radio, flushing the toilet, ... that night, and everyone thought it was "the other couple". Sleepwalking is out of the question too, since the partner of the sleepwalker would've noticed him/her being not in bed during the noise.

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Explains everything.
 
Man this thread has been going so long with so many Tonay replies, got to see them become a Member instead of just junior when they first started.
 
I came to this thread as a fresh-face and nubile youngster with a lot of spunk but little discipline. Since then, I've developed into charming and likeable poster, a sort of Tom Hanks for the punk generation, if you will, and I only have you guys, and this thread, to thank for that. If you have a moment, I'd like to recite a poem which I think effectively describes my experiences in this thread:



If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a member, my son.


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Okay, enough celebrating. Let's get back to business: creepy stories. Anyone heard the one about the guy who gets a big spot/zit on his face, and it grows and grows and almost becomes pulsating like an ulcer, gets really itchy, and eventually it bursts and a bunch of tiny spiders come out? Yeah, that shit creeps me out.
 
Okay, enough celebrating. Let's get back to business: creepy stories. Anyone heard the one about the guy who gets a big spot/zit on his face, and it grows and grows and almost becomes pulsating like an ulcer, gets really itchy, and eventually it bursts and a bunch of tiny spiders come out? Yeah, that shit creeps me out.

That one's definitely an urban legend. I've heard the same story, but it was with hair (?) instead of an ulcer-type deal.
 
NotTheGuyYouKill said:
That one's definitely an urban legend. I've heard the same story, but it was with hair (?) instead of an ulcer-type deal.

Aha, yes. I think I heard the version where it was in someones hair in an R.L. Stein book, maybe a book of short stories? I think it's probably possible for a spider to lay eggs in someone's hair and for them to hatch, presuming they never wash their hair.

Speaking of hair, Russell Brand used to have a mouse that lived in his hair during his younger years. He talks about it during stand-up and wrote about it in his Booky Wook...

"There was, as a matter of fact, a mouse living in my hair. I think Elvis - for that was his name - he lived in my hair for maybe a month. It was during a troubled period. I think my alcohol problem may have facilitated the mouse inhabitation. He also had a Tupperware box he occupied when, for example, I had to sleep."
 
I saw a report about a man in Africa once that got stung by one or several flies. He was traveling over a river with a little boat, filming and stuff for a documentary.

After he got stung it started to itch. Then it started swelling like wasp stings. Over the next days he became more and more delirious and they stings grew in size until they looked like apple halves. Injecting himself cortisone from is first aid kit didn´t cut it, so he started do dig around in his flesh with the needle to get out whatever was in there. He couldn´t travel anymore, so he just sat under a tree and started to die.

He eventually passed out and woke up to a local smearing a paste (made from coconut milk afaik) onto all the swollen bits. A couple of hours later the man started to pop the "zits" and from every one several grown flies emerged, up to six or so per spot if I ave it right. There were freaking many in any way. He conserved the biggest one in alcohol and held it to the cam when his story reached tat point. It was about half an inch long. I almost threw up.

Seems like a normal enough occurance there and the salve is just to seal the skin, so that the flies come closer to the "surface" to breathe and then can be removed.

Coupled with the documentation about the guy that had a worm/larvae in his eye, spiders emerging from your hairs seems quite tame. Or the several metre long worm that travels through your intestine into your legs and comes out from your foot.

Okay, my eye is itching like hell now, I´ll stop. Parasites FUCKING SUCK!
 
Binabik15 said:
I saw a report about a man in Africa once that got stung by one or several flies. He was traveling over a river with a little boat, filming and stuff for a documentary.

After he got stung it started to itch. Then it started swelling like wasp stings. Over the next days he became more and more delirious and they stings grew in size until they looked like apple halves. Injecting himself cortisone from is first aid kit didn´t cut it, so he started do dig around in his flesh with the needle to get out whatever was in there. He couldn´t travel anymore, so he just sat under a tree and started to die.

He eventually passed out and woke up to a local smearing a paste (made from coconut milk afaik) onto all the swollen bits. A couple of hours later the man started to pop the "zits" and from every one several grown flies emerged, up to six or so per spot if I ave it right. There were freaking many in any way. He conserved the biggest one in alcohol and held it to the cam when his story reached tat point. It was about half an inch long. I almost threw up.

Seems like a normal enough occurance there and the salve is just to seal the skin, so that the flies come closer to the "surface" to breathe and then can be removed.

Coupled with the documentation about the guy that had a worm/larvae in his eye, spiders emerging from your hairs seems quite tame. Or the several metre long worm that travels through your intestine into your legs and comes out from your foot.

Okay, my eye is itching like hell now, I´ll stop. Parasites FUCKING SUCK!

Yeah you're probably thinking of bot flies. Fucking gross as shit.
 
Lionheart1827 said:
Yeah you're probably thinking of bot flies. Fucking gross as shit.

Yeah, the pics google turned up are similiar to what I remember. Something like that is the only thing I´m really, really afraid of. How could you touch your arm without thinking about all the flies/worms popping out after it happened? How could you touch someone else with that arm etc. Gross.

UltimaPooh, that was a long and interesting read, but not really creepy. I love how everyone touches the axe and runs around in the house, but the coprses are left lying around.
 
I saw someone disappear a few days ago! There was an Asian guy doing a hugely exaggerated powerwalk down the road, and I took out my phone to record him just because it amused me so much. I realized my crappy phone couldn't get him at that distance, so I put it away. I looked up and he was still there... and then he just disappeared. I serioously looked behind every wall and everything for like 10 minutes, just because it weirded me out.
 
So tags are assigned to you rather than chosen yourself?!

You need to raise awareness of this Disappearing Powerwalking Asian Dynamo, I'm super serial you guys.
 
Awesome stories. Unfortunately all I've got is a lame UFO story. I never really tell it because it makes me look crazy.

Regardless, I was in 5th grade and woke up real late one night. Unable to get back to sleep I played with random toys around the room. After a while I got a little tired so I turned the lights off and got ready to head back to bed. I noticed the street light outside seemed really bright for some reason, so I bent down one of the blinds to take a peek outside. To my surprise, there was UFO right in our culdesac. Probably a little smaller diameter wise than the culdesac and hovering only slightly above the height of the houses. It was shining some lights around the area on the street.

I instantly froze and slowly moved away from the window while grabbing my pillow and comforter. I slowly made my way to my parents room and set up a bed on the floor there. I literally couldn't sleep and was sweating all night because I envisioned something coming up our steps which absolutely terrified me.

Anyways, I didn't tell my parents till a few years later because I was afraid if I told them aliens would come back to abduct me :lol Of course, whenever I've told someone this story they always try to find holes in it like "you were probably dreaming". But fuck man, I DIDN'T sleep. I couldn't!
 
For me, the unsolved mystery in GAF is how Tonay was able to get a tag, and how Drinky Crow is never banned.
 
DoctorWho said:
I saw that Tonay was banned and was hoping for this thread to return! Rejoice!

There are other skeptics who posted in this thread like Tonay, the only difference is he was the most annoying and persistant about it.
 
Medalion said:
There are other skeptics who posted in this thread like Tonay, the only difference is he was the most annoying and persistant about it.
Thing is, and that's what Tonay didn't understand, that even the skeptics could enjoy this thread. They might think every single story is utter bullshit, but it's entertaining, creepy bullshit.


Everyone wins! :)
 
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