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this is a first chapter of a yandere Creepypasta fic ive writtien on other websites <3, i made it a while ago but still, lolz
One more bite and I'll be stuffed so full I might faint or drop! Serverd with autotory, zygomatic, sphenoid bones on rice! Just Indulge in this autophagic, fleshy paradise!
Dig in! Dig in! Dig in! (×4)
Such a- Such a- Such a lovely taste!
~ Binomi, MARETU
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Nicolet National forest, Wisconsin, you moved here for one reason, and one reason only.....To get good money of course!
Your glad you saw the job advertisement when you did, the pay is so good! Moving into a whole new state is kind of drastic but who cares? You could buy new merch of all your favorite shows and games without worrying about how much money you use after one year of working this job!
All you have to do is be a security guard for the entrance of the national park! You wont live on site, you'll just live in the closet apartment complex near the park. The job dosen't pay for it but whatever, you'll take what you have.
Just report trespassers, unusual wildlife activity, etc. You did happen to study about the wildlife at the park before you came over, you at least want to seem at little smart at your training for the job. You've been told you will just stay in a booth ( it looks like a tool booth, but a little bigger) that connects right to the opening gate of the park, you'll be night security! It's not that bad though, you have YouTube, spotify, block blast, and wattpad ( the last option is for when you get HORRIBLY bored)
The new apartment your in is already unpacked, your just one person after all, not that much stuff, you even had time to do a grocery and snack run before your training! So now your just thinking to yourself in a national park parking lot while checking the slight makeup on your face.
You smile at your review mirror then grimace, maybe try not to smile too hard. A huff of air leaves your mouth, time to go get ready for work!
You walk out your car and look to the sky, the blue is melting into a orange, then the orange melts into pink. The clouds are getting skinnier and making room for the upcoming night sky.
Hopefully you'll still get a good view of the sky at your security booth.
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When you finally reach the entrance of the park, where your job site is. You can see a middle aged brunette lady suspiciously looking around her in the booth. The sky is dark by now so the booth is even more defined due to it being the only light you can see right now.
You adjust your backpack on your back and jog towards the booth while waving to her.
Once your face is directly in front of the booth, the lady raises her eyebrow at you and presses a button in front of her.
" What are you doing here?" She asks
" I'm the new night security guard! Y/n L/n?" You respond
She looks you up and down with a judging look.
" Job id number?" She requests
You dont have your id card yet, but they did send you a number code for it, luckily!
" 602178!" You chirp to the outside booth mic.
She looks at the computer infornt of her for a minute then says something to herself. When she looks up again, her facial expression changes, it looks like she just killed you or something, is something wrong? She presses another button that gives a small opening to inside the park through the big gate.
" Come into the booth, quickly, sweet thing." She tells you.
You nod and run through the entrance and head to the open side door of the booth. You take in a large gulp of air once you make it inside, you really tired yourself out, maybe you should really buy that new workout game....
You hear the metal door close behind you loudly. When you bring your head up to look at the lady she's still giving you that guilty look.
She sighs before she starts speaking to you.
" Listen- you shoulda' never gotten this job, they reel ya' in with the good lookin' money, once you enter your application and get accepted, your traped till' they want ya' gone..., I'm Rose, yer' mentor for today, then I'm officially done with this here hell hole." She greets and scolds.
Oh, you already knew it was gonna be bad, but hiring poor old nice country ladies who are down on their luck is a whole 'nother level of bad. Your fucked.
" O-okay, is there something they didn't tell me about this job." You nervously ask
She clicks her tongue at your question, not at you specifically, but at the company for taking in this poor young girl.
" Ya, a shit-ton, infact!" She starts while rubbing her temple in frustration.
" Ya' seem like the type of kid to like those little scary stories on the internets right? What are they called again spookyspaghetti- uhh- Leepymasta-?" She trails off, you interrupt her to help her out
" Creepypasta? What does this have to do about them-" You get cut off.
" Ya! Those things! Dont freak the hell out, but their real, those weird ass kids who wrote them weren't really edgy- they were victims, who those fuckers let live because they wanted to see what the world would think about them!" She explains with a angry tone
Woah, this is cool, but hella scary at the same time.
" What about the people they murder? Why dont they show up on the news?" You curiously whisper
" Because of us!" She hisses at you
You flinch at her tone, she sighs again and mutters a apology.
" I'm sorry, sweet thing, what I meant to say is that this job is not really meant to really keep track of people who break in the park, the people who live in the park take care of 'em, we keep track of who leaves and returns to the park, send it to the company, then they cover up all the victims and match them with which freak killed em'." Rose explains with a somber look on her face.
" So what your saying is, we're helping murders, the government is helping murders kill people??" You exclaim
" They dont got a goddamn choice, if we didn't have this system they would be killin' way more people then they are now, it keeps them lazy, and us safe! Listen just mark the freaks down when they leave and come back! Mind your business, no small talk, not even a smile, ya' hear!?" She demands and lectures
You nod while keeping your head down.
" I gotta go now, sweet thing, I just want to see my husband after his treatment for cancer, I could pay for it but not see em', I gotta now, my heart cant take bein' away from em' any longer , good luck, you'll need it." She says as she leaves.
You watch her form leave the woods, into the trail that leads to the parking lot.
She never tell you how to work the booth, did she?
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After getting the hang of the booth, you decided to go through the computer, then the stack of papers next to you.
The password to it is just you saying your id number, oh! also Rose left your id on the desk for you. Your glad you got it!
Anyway, the computer is just what you use to mark down the....creepypasta killers? That are leaving the park and returning to the park, apparently the day shift version of your job is wayyyyy~ different from your current night shift one, but you didn't apply for that so, too bad I guess.
The stack of papers is all the identities of the people who leave to kill outside the park, apparently the rest just kill intruders of the park.
So this is real, no lies, no really weird prank, this is your life and job now. You help killers clock into kill.
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Since the night just started they should be heading in and out soon. Might as well look through the people who you might see. Even though you're sure you'll recognize them just by appearance, each creepypasta looks quite.....unique?
You have a window to your right that has a mic connected just like the front window does. Your guessing they ask to leave through the right window and ask to come back in through the front window.
You already know which buttons to press, your in uniform, so you just need to wait.
Your mind starts to drift off as you wait for people. Who are you going to see first. Proxies or actually killers? Is it true they live in a mansion with slenderman, how big is it then, how do they all deal with eachother?
Is Ben drowned as sassy and nerdy as the fandom makes him out to be? Wait, these are REAL killers your thinking about, what's wrong with you!? These arent the badly written stories made by teens who thought they were on par with H.P Lovecraft, their supernatural killers who just get rid of people for the hell of it.
So why, why, does your body feel a little excited to meet them? Do you still not realize what they really are? Or is it that the stories you use to write and fangirl about are about to interact with you?
Maybe you should at least use basic manners with them. A hint of kindness shouldn't be too bad for them.
You feel a tap on the window to your right. You turn and see a man with a female like mask that has the colors white and black on it, hes wearing a yellow jacket with jeans. Ah, hes Masky, isn't he?
You scoot your chair to the desk area of the right window and then speak into the mic.
" Good evening, I suppose your Masky, right? I'll mark you into the system real quick then you'll be on your way, please wait a second." You greet while looking at his chest, you dont wanna look at his creepy mask's eyes.
" Hurry up then." you hear a gruff voice say, that's what cigarettes will do to ya'.
You nod and slide over to your computer with your swivel chair. You login again and quickly put his information in.
You slide back and speak into the mic while pressing a button to open the gate.
" Have a safe trip." You tell him
" What happened to the old bitch?" Masky asks with a snark tone.
You flinch but quickly answer.
" I dont really know myself, but I think her contract for the job ended, she didn't really tell me that much about her." You answer calmly
He laughs at your answer.
" You think her contract ended?? They probably killed the bitch off for digging into our business too much! Ha! Thanks for the laugh, though, Y/n!" He thanks as he walks through the gate, to the trail that leads outside the park.
You look to your shirt to look at your nametag. You dont have one. How did he know your name?
You gulp, you just got here, how do they already know your name? Was it Ben Drowned or something, he seems like the type to give info to them or something.
Your breathing starts getting heavier. Why the hell did you take this job? You should've just worked at that McDonald's. Agh, dont think about McDonald's, it'll make you hungry! Whatever, finish your shift then complain and shit yourself later. You look out both windows to check if anyone is heading in or out. You see a figure approaching the front window.
A white doctor coat, blue shirt, brown khaki pants, and a smiley face pin with a bloody smile on his coat. He has black hair and a blue fabric mask. Yup, thats definitely Dr. Smiley. You scoot up to the front window and wait for him to come over to the booth. He has a few blood stains on his outfit, but not too much. You know, Dr. Smiley kinda looks like the Doctor version of Bloody Painter.
When he finally get close enough you speak into the mic.
" Good evening, Dr. Smiley, I hope your trip was nice, I'll mark you in real quick, please wait a second." You say to him.
You look at the computer and sign him in. You go back to the mic.
" Your in, rest well, I'll see you on your next trip out, take care." You tell him while opening the gate open for him.
" I'm glad your here now." He says while pressing a bloody gloved hand to the window.
" Oh...me too?" You respond nervously while giving him a awkward smile
" I thought I left you behind, but your back, I'll make sure they'll treat you well." Smiley says while retracting his hand and walking back into the woods near whatever is there. They never told you, and to be honest you'd rather not know.
Okay, YouTube time. Why not watch the one space themed youtuber play that one old creepypasta themed RPG, wasn't it called Creepypasta land or something?
You rest your phone against the corner of your front desk that connects to the wall and press play. The old 2010's aesthetic of the game takes you back.
" So your a fan of those little sugar-coated versions of us, huh?" You hear a glitchy, light male voice say.
This time you have to look at your right window. You scoot over to it and turn around to face it.
Ben Drowned, you can tell by all the Link get up he has. His eyes do have blood falling from them, the white in his eyes is black, and his iresis are red. Oh, also he's floating while grinning at you.
" Oh uh, not really, I was more interested in you guys when I was a preteen, I'm just looking back for nostalgia purposes." You reply awkwardly, embarrassed you've been caught.
" Uh-huh, why'd you get this job?" He changes the subject.
Is he just here to talk to you?
" The money, it was is either this or McDonald's..." you say while glancing at the floor.
He reels his head back and clutches his stomach as his laughs. Why are all these guys laughing at you!?!
He wipes his eyes and starts talking again.
" Hah! It really is you! That is totally something only you would say! You must be supernatural like us then....what are you, N/n?" he asks with a serious tone
You pause, do he know you? Like personally? How does he know your nickname? Also, your pretty sure your human.
" Human? Uh....am I supposed to know you in my personal life or something? I'm sorry I just dont get what your asking, how about you just head out already." You suggest with a polite smile
He puts his face really close to the window and tilts his head, there's no emotion shown on his face. All his playfulness is gone.
" You dont remember? That's strange, I remember you though, I remember you real well, a lot of guys do. It's not fair, I thought your just mine, just here for me. I guess not though, whatever, all that matters is your here now, right?" When he says the last part his face goes back into a grin.
" Uhmm...yeah, I'm here now. Are you going to go now orrr...?" You trail off.
" hm? Oh, nah, I just wanted to see your pretty little face, just to let you know, I heard a lot more guys were heading out tomorrow to go pay you a vist, maybe even head out for hunting too, but you didn't hear that from me, kay?" He warns you.
You nod as a thanks.
" Okay, thanks for telling me, is there anything else you need?" You curiously say
" Nope! I gotta go before they catch me here, see ya, N/n!" Ben says before he immediately disappears.
What's the point of a gate to keep them in when some of them can do things like that? Whatever, your not getting paid enough to really care.
You turn back to your phone, the video changed. Its showing a playthrough of your favorite game when you were a teen. Maybe that was the autoplay choice?
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Although some guys came to your booth you just quickly glanced at them and put their info in, and opened the gate, not interacting with them. Most them just gave you creepy grins or looks and went on with whatever you were planning to do.
The sun is starting to rise again. Your free until 5pm hits again today then your back, you'll continue the cycle for hell knows how long.
Well, you might as well get McDonald's as a celebration for your new shitty job!
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A/n:
Yay! The first chapter is done! I hope you guys enjoyed it. If you have any questions feel free to ask them! If your wondering were the love interest love level things are, I'll start them next chapter, this was just a intro, well kinda, anyway!
Take care, sincerely
Ms. Veil
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