Jim Dale does not like long intro posts, so Jim Dale says this.
What you must do: Write some creepypasta about anything. Best Creepypasta wins.
Prizes:
3rd: 2 Crowns
2nd: 1 Crown
1st: Jim Dale will follow you around Haven for 30 ENTIRE MINUTES and it will be weird.
Jim Dale will be writing his own, so be careful.
Contest ends when it ends.
NO STEALING EXISTING PASTA
Ooooh, Boy, this is gunna be Good.
*Hold up Fork*
There once was a Jim-Dale. Not-Jim-Dale was so jealous of Jim-Dale, everybody died. The end.
There once was a Jim-Dale who made a contest. He then ate all the creepy pastas and got a bad stomach ache, causing his armour to melt because of all the stomach acid in his puke. With his armour gone, Jim-Dale evaporated into pure energy, causing all the elevators to be permanently powered. We were now able to use the over-powered elevators to bring a nuke down to the core, blow it up, and use the energy from the core and the nukes radiation to power the skylark and return home. When we got there, we found that our home planet was taken over by evil Jim-Dales. We were at war for 300 years, until a hero named Dale-Jim arrived and killed all the Jim-Dales, destroying the planet in the process. So, we returned to Cradle with all the knights in cryo-sleep. We then sealed the core, and pretended to crash the skylark. Now we pretend that we need to reach the core to get home, although there is no home to return to. Which is why we will never, EVER open the core.
The End.
once upon a time
thar was a boi who livd in a vilage
and tah olny way out off tha vilege was a road suronded by high grasses
the elders sed the only condition was never travil thet path alone
the boi was like spiderman.mp4
so he went downb the ptah alnone and halfway
their was a noice in thew bushs
and then a car came out and stopped at the side of the rode
tah boy was going to aks for a lifft
but when he caeme near the car
the dor opend
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT
You must trust me, I have one piece of advice and you must follow it without question: you must stop reading this and go straight to the last paragraph.
Do so without reading any other paragraphs and do it now. Please... trust me.
What happens next is entirely your fault. You failed the test and now you're in danger. I didn't write this.
They made me write it. It's my fingers on the keyboard, that's all, and your eyes on these words. Whatever happens, do not look away from these words. Keep reading until I tell you otherwise. And when I tell you otherwise, do exactly as I say. For if you do not read this exactly how I tell you to, you will die.
Listen carefully. First, you must skip the paragraph that follows this one. Whatever you do, you must never read the paragraph following this one. You must ignore it completely, casting your eyes down to the paragraph that follows it. Promise me, for the sake of those you hold dear. This is your only chance to redeem yourself for not trusting me earlier. Skip the paragraph following this one, and do so now.
The Forbidden Paragraph: You had to do it, didn't you? They knew you would. Nothing you do now will make any difference. If there are people you love, call them. Tell them whatever people tell their loved ones when they know they're about to die. Settle any scores. Make your final arrangements. From this moment on, you will stay alive only as long as you can stay awake. The next time you fall asleep will be your last. They're watching you. They're listening to your thoughts. They'll wait for you. And when you fall asleep, they'll come for you. You should have trusted me.
If you skipped the paragraph above, you've done well. But your troubles are not over. For placing your trust in me at the second asking, you have given yourself a chance to live. This is what you need to know. They're watching you. They're listening to your thoughts. They're waiting for you to make a mistake. When you do, they'll come for you. To stay alive, you must draw blood from someone you love. A drop, that's all, and place it on your tongue. That's what they want. That's what they need. They're inside you right now. And they're waiting. If between waking up and falling asleep you fail to deliver the blood of a loved one, you will never wake up again.
Follow this advice. And never, never go back and read the forbidden paragraph. Trust me.
If you followed my advice in the first paragraph, well done. You can stop reading now. But never, never be tempted to come back and read the paragraphs you skipped. You must trust me. And please wish me luck. I'm tired. So tired, you just can't imagine...
"Jim Dale does not like long posts"
So not Jim-Dale with long posts please leave Jim-Dales thread immediatly.
Mispelled oughta, T_T
http://lmgtfy.com/?q=You+outta+get+out+of+my+business%2C+you%27re+dead.+...
wutwut? who mispelled "oughta"?
Why you no listen?
And yes, I have seen The Forbidden Paragraph, you suck :(
And I also clicked on your link...
PS: I ADVISE NOT TO READ THE FORBIDDEN PARAGRAPH!
It's funny how third place gets two crowns while second place gets one.
In the sixth day on the seventh month on the eighth hour in the year 20XX, there was a house in the middle of the dank swamp that no one really knows how it got there. This was no normal house mind you, it was a house made out of strange plant material that made you all weird whenever you got close to it so you know you had to go inside. The thing is it just looked like a normal house, there was nothing actually odd about it from the outside other than the location. So anyone who went into this house was greeted by a bunch of seductive things of whatever their sexual and/or romantic preferences were which would cause them to stay for a lot of nights until they realized the house was now in space. The thing is they can't actually breathe in space and there isn't a lot of gravity there so it made no sense as to how they were actually there. At this point they just realize that they just got their butt owned, nooblord.
giv me 50k crownz now plz
Added the Golden Rule, since some (Rangerwill) people forgot it.
once there as man, he said i wil eat u, he smle, he eat u, d end
Evading a forum ban with an alt account is a no-no, Mr. Dale.
I think Jim-Dale won already