I don’t know, but either way, that isn’t why I wrote all this. Maybe the thoughts I’ve lent her will ease her pain somewhat. To that end, perhaps my telling her story to the world is a small act of mercy. She does what she does in the hopes of keeping her memory alive. I know she’s fighting for her survival, now. I can’t tell if something’s happened to them or if they’ve simply gone into hiding, but at this point only a fool wouldn’t consider the worst-case scenario. I’ve been losing contact with other members of the society. However, it may already be too late for us. From what we speculate, it’s enough to simply never look at them again, but we deleted them all just to be certain. We made her strong enough to manifest through the images we’d posted on our message board and speak directly to us. When we all watched that stream, banded together and gave her all of our attention all at once, we made her more powerful than she’d ever been before. “Living fiction.” She lives off our observation and thoughts of her. Every image of her, when observed, gives her power. She was every screenshot we’d posted, every video we’d uploaded and every piece of fanart we’d drawn.Įvery image of her is her. She was the banner at the top of the forum. She’d been staring at us, watching us for years and we never even saw it. The Princess had been in our message board the whole time. There had to be more answers than what we were seeing. There must have been some way we could have known. We tried to find some common thread we’d been missing. We looked through all the data we’d collected. Could she have done this at any time? Could she do it again? Were there any real limits to what she was capable of?
All the rules we thought we knew, all the things we thought kept us safe had failed us. The Princess was already inhabiting a game at the same time. Our message board pulled all its information from the internet. How did The Princess take control of our message board, if only for a few seconds? It didn’t make any sense. I completely promise that you will never witness the Princess in any of your games. Entirely made up.Īs stated in the description, the story is what’s known as a creepypasta. From the creepypasta wiki, “a creepypasta is a short story posted on the Internet that is designed to unnerve and shock the reader.” (PS kid, don’t visit that link unless you want to be even more terrified!) I won’t even get all sarcastic like “no this story is 100% fact it happened to a friend of my cousin”– no, I promise (I didn’t write the story! but), this story is completely fiction. this ask is really sad but also kind of cute? I’m sorry about your son!! Though I can’t exactly moderate viewers, I would definitely say this story rates at least a PG-13, ehe. If you could confirm that this is not real it would be great.
He won't stop talking about this and never plays games with his friends anymore. Anonymous asked: Hi, my son has found this story and is, put bluntly, scared out of his mind.
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