reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
u/TanayasBriarPatch
This RIDICULOSO eBay monstrosity. Twisted doesn’t begin to describe it. Would you pay $222 for such heinousness?
eBay — Where people come together, find community, and grow through meaningful commerce.
Haunted Doll – “Squiggle Blue” Chaos Demon Ancient Spirit Not for Faint Hearted
IncisedDivine (215)
100% positive
US $222.00
Or best offer
231 watchers
Shipping: Free courier shipping
Located in: Sohodol, Romania
Item specifics
Condition: Used
Seller Notes: 33cm tall – Used, fair condition – Calculating, irascible soul
Category: Everything Else > Metaphysical > Psychic, Paranormal > Other Psychic, Paranormal
Item description from the seller
Now this one…
Certain acolytes of the utmost outré will find much amusement in this dastardly treasure.
I came across Squiggle Blue, the little art brut scamp, at Malashevtsi Flea Market (Битпазар Малашевци) in the outskirts of Sofia, Bulgaria, which sits near the abandoned municipal slaughterhouse—the spot remains one of the last great marts of miscellany in Eastern Europe. You won’t find much knock-off Versace there (except on the merchants.) Instead, indulge in third-hand linens, government-sanctioned pop detritus, Cold War electronics, live fowl and… this monster.
Squiggle Blue lay on a dusty quilt surrounded by an incongruous disarray of bootleg Tarkovsky DVDs, strange rusty iron implements of unknown use, and an assortment of floppy disks likely containing all manner of Soviet dossiers and passcodes. He looked sad and confused among the heaps of outmoded technology, yet I sensed a glint in the primitive creature’s eye, one that indicated a certain mischievous intellect.
It was relayed to me (as best as I could translate in my limited Bulgarian) that he was hand-fashioned—likely as part of some sort of Stakhanovite training program in a group home for the criminally undesirable. Hence the wobbly threading and naïve design in his garb, which could best be described as a Soviet work onesie of coarse olive drab wool selvage. Not to mention the uneven limbs and bent neck. This guy is one of a kind. And whoever fashioned him sewed the very essence of dark trickster in each stitch.
Squiggle Blue bears resemblance to a rakish Rasputin if he’d attended mime academy with Jacques Tati, subtly glamorous and disreputable, and possibly in cahoots with any number of underworld fiends. This wee buffoon certainly has some serious kompromat on you and likes himself a cheeky bit of depravity any time of day. Starved, lashed, sleep deprived, and utterly lacking in the gentle touch of another soul—Squiggle Blue led a deeply painful existence in his time at the group home, and now he transmutes this suffering to his keeper. But in a fun way.
I believe I also heard the dealer bark the words “khitŭr” (хитър) and “dyavolski” (дяволски) between puffs on a rather toxic smelling cigarette in the casually brusque manner local peddlers are known for. And I wouldn’t disagree.
As for his name, according to the wily trader, it is something like draskanitsa (драсканица) – the man kept twirling his finger in the air to and fro, so I deduced he meant “squiggle,” though apparently my translation was not quite accurate. Still, something in this word stuck. Through his sadness at the bleak surroundings the poor figure found himself in, the name Squiggle Blue flashed through my mind quite forcefully and without any recourse on my part. So be it.
As you can see in the photos, Squiggle Blue stands 33cm in height, though the shock of frazzled and cowlicked hair at times makes him appear quite a bit taller.
On further inspection, I believe that certain magnetism you will sense in his eyes comes from their having been molded from obsidian, a rare and precious material extremely uncommon in that part of Europe. (This volcanic glass is not found naturally in the region, though ancient artifacts of carved obsidian have been discovered there.)
Attached to his breast pocket you see a small tarnished brass medallion with, to my knowledge, indecipherable etchings that appear to be neither cyrillic, runic nor roman in nature—perhaps a crude mishmash of the three. It glinted with a certain emerald magic in the wan pre-dawn light of the market. It is unclear if this is an original ornament or late addition.
After a bit of haggling, I handed the proprietor no small sum of lev and a handful of stotinki and he all but tossed the little imp at me with, I believe, some relief, before waving his smelly cigarette around like he was smudging the area while shooing me away.
Since bringing this malŭk dyavol (малък дявол) back to my humble castle, the tenor and mood of the place has shifted, like a Dutch angle in a camp Gothic cinematic setpiece.
As for Squiggle Blue’s personality, I would describe him as bratty and aloof, coy but determined, inscrutable and even downright mean. Squiggle Blue will terrorize your pets, put off your friends and make sure you never again have a peaceful day’s crypt sleep. The bugger!
Please also note a small stain on his collar. In my attempt to gently spruce up Squiggle Blue after untold years moldering on a back shelf in some dank storehouse, my finger was pricked by an errant staple or perhaps a lost sewing needle otherwise buried in his little torso. Luckily I’ve had all necessary shots, but yes, the spot is a remnant of my blood. Consider it a sacrifice to appease whatever chudovische (чудовище) lurks within.
Item resides in a dry, temperate, smoke- and pet-free home. (Our local bats dutifully avoid the repository where Squiggle Blue holds court.)
Expect customs delays for U.S. shipping.
Per eBay rules, I must inform you: this is for entertainment purposes only and you are buying a tangible item, not a guaranteed possession of the unholy.
reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
[select comments on Squiggle Blue post]
u/ShakespearesSissy37
OMG just what I’ve been looking for – Chernobyl baby clown special komrade! I need a little Draskanitsa Asimov in my life. But who has two hundo to spare in this economy?
u/ConcernedUprightMom
people tryin to make a quick buck blaspheming like they wont get whats coming to them u do not play with the devil
u/SkeppyDetecky
Not this again, Brenda.
u/DemandSupplySuture
We’re still doing this whole haunted doll thing? Give me a break. And eBay still exists??
u/DesireeMsLuk
This precious angel looks so so sad! He is just in a bad mood from being neglected all these years. I want to give him a loving home and lots of cuddles and attention.
u/MortalChloe333
Oof. Are we looking at the same picture? That thing is PSYCHO.
u/Gold4GoldEye
How are there so many watchers following this auction? Ewwwwww.
Desiree Ms. Luk’s World — My godmotherly hugs and inspirational stories
Sunday the 7th
Important Update! I just had to have him. Squiggle Blue will soon have a forever home. With me!!! I know he is a bit $spendy$, but the moment I saw Squiggle, a voice inside said I should adopt him and give him a safe and loving home at once. I hope the journey from Romania is not too exhausting for my precious little guy. All hearts!
He will need a good *cleaning* so I have my cotton swabs, alcohol wipes and gentle wool detergent ready. And of course my trusty STP Son-of-A-Gun for giving his hair a nice spiffing up. Oooh I cannot wait!
Thursday the 26th
Squiggle Blue still has not arrived and I am worried. IncisedDivine said my precious baby was shipped in a satin-lined enclosure two weeks ago. Now the tracking says he is stuck at the border. I could just **shout** I am so anxious.
Monday the 30th
Finally the wait is over!!! I didn’t sleep all weekend. Squiggle Blue arrived today. He must be absolutely exhausted from the journey. *zzzzzz* IncisedDivine was kind enough to poke a few holes in the enclosure so Squiggle Blue could get some air. ((He is a ~stinky~ boy!)) Time to carry him to his new room and release him from his little prison cell.
Monday the 30th [part 2!]
OMG I am back! Squiggle Blue truly is a precious angel. My little stinker is now sparkly clean. I gently opened the carrier and peeled back the darling satiny fabric IncisedDivine wrapped him in. I felt a pang in my heart knowing I would disturb his sleep as he snuggled so cozy, but I think he may have had an accident in his pants while he traveled to his forever home. Pee-yew!
I carefully restored the wool jumper and his perfect little body. He sure was a son of a gun while I washed his hair with STP! I was ever so gentle, but Squiggle Blue—wriggled—the whole way and even gave me a *tiny ouchie* for my trouble. What a silly boy. However, I prevailed and now he has a luxurious head of hair in a lovely wave. What a handsome young man. I even polished his brass medallion so it —glimmers—like a jewel. I love Squiggle Blue to pieces!
It is so late.Time for bed! Good night, sweet angel!!
reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
[further comments on Squiggle Blue post]
u/TanayasBriarPatch
Desiree Ms. Luk’s World is my pink and lavender nightmare. When did us humans lose all sense of ourselves and just go full-mental online for all to see?
u/PasteSpecial292
yo that Squiggidy doll is BUGGED OUT though
u/DemandSupplySuture
Said it before, will say it again: haunted dolls are so basic and NOT CREEPY. Pumpkin Spice Precious Moments. Next! (Downvote me all you want IDC)
Desiree Ms. Luk’s World — My godmotherly hugs and inspirational stories
Wednesday the 2nd
All I want to do is care for my little lost souls and some people online act like they are all that and make fun. Well pooh to you, Tanyaya or whatever your name is. I am surrounded by so much {loving energy} in my home and what do you have? A messy pile of Pat Benatar vinyls and a nasty spirit judging by the rest of your posts.
Well, I think *naughty* Squiggle Blue is inspiring me to be a little sassy today! I rested him on the shelf with Toodles the Bunbun and Gavrielle and I found both of them sleeping on the floor this morning, so I scolded them for being so inhospitable to their new roomie. Did they forget that friends are forever?? Now Toodles and Gavy have time out in the Fraid! Trunk! and my boy has the shelf all to his lonesome.
reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
[further comments on Squiggle Blue post]
u/TanayasBriarPatch
Oof. I opened a can o’ squiggle worms I wish I kept shut. Do I really post THAT much about Pat Benatar? I mean, “Hell Is For Children” is blasting on my headphones RN…
Desiree Ms. Luk’s World — My godmotherly hugs and inspirational stories
Thursday the 10th
It has been ~soooooo long~ and Squiggle Blue will not give me any sign. How can I know what he needs if he refuses to tell me? As I was getting more and more frustrated, it dawned on me that Squiggle Blue cannot speak English! Oh no! Of course I have been such a *dummy* to think he could understand me. But what to do?
I reached out to IncisedDivine, who lives in a {{chichi}} place in Europe where Squiggle Blue was born. I asked for help, and got a very nice reply even though I get—confused—by all the fancy language.
Dear Desiree Ms. Luk,
While I understand—and in fact harbor some of—your frustration, I too was unable to break through to Squiggle Blue while he was in my care. He must have seen many wanton, savage acts in the decades before I found him at Malashevtsi. Those obsidian eyes look through oneself, do they not? Does he judge us, his overseers? Is he so appalled by humanity and its wicked ways?
While one may toss around words like “khitŭr” and “malŭk dyavol” with glib abandon—as I did in my admittedly salacious item description on eBay—I begin to wonder. Perhaps it is us who have become the wily little devils leaving chaos and muddy boot prints wherever we dare tread.
Be neither so hard on yourself nor poor Squiggle Blue. I suggest you contact a trusted source with a talent for inter-veil communications. I can recommend Soon DeLaLune—she has a notable YouTube channel. You may find her beneficial in this matter. Madam DeLaLune resides in the Great Lakes region, not terribly far from you if I am correct.
I wish you all the luck in your noble quest. And my best to Squiggle Blue.
Yours,
ffffff
Wow, I imagine IncisedDevine lives in a giant castle somewhere. I do not know what the ffffff is all about, but I must find Madam DeLaLune to help me communicate with Squiggle Blue.
I hope she hears my call!~~~~~~
YouTube — Give everyone a voice and show them the world
Soon DeLaLune
@SoonDeLaLune 32.4k subscribers 53 videos
Soon DeLaLune is an oracular technologist and mortifier who has completed a series of master classes and seminars at the highly-respected Lemnos Institute. Soon practices many subtle techniques for integrating with energies that traverse the veil, whatever form they manifest in, and holds particular interest in gauzal whispering, crux-manifested objects, venous irregularities and such.
The MOST DISTURBING Encounter With Darkness – THE VEIL Whispers NIGHTFOUL In Ohio – CAUGHT ON CAMERA [20:43]
[a close-up of Soon DeLaLune standing outside on an overcast day; she wears a black fur hat low on her head and a veil of deep burgundy voile draped below her eyes]
[Soon speaks with an indeterminate Central or Eastern European accent] It is well known, my beautiful Lunetics, that the veil itself is of particularly gossamer substance in South Cumminsville, Ohio, where we stand on this hideously dreary day. A damp most fitting, is it not?
[B roll of old neighborhoods, Mill Creek, manufacturing edifices]
The mighty river coursing through this area holds great pandemonic power. Immense industrial forces caused histories of untold destruction and suffering here. Nowadays the factories are shuttered and it may seem calm, but unquiet energies abound, I feel them rippling. They are all around us.
[Soon inhales dramatically, holds the breath and jerks her head around as if startled by something behind her, then slowly turns back to camera while exhaling steadily]
All around us indeed. We have no time to waste. The light is going. Desiree Ms. Luk seeks our guidance.
[Soon shuffles away from camera, clinging her heavy coat around her, and struggles up the front porch steps as Desiree Ms. Luk greets her at the door]
Desiree: Madam DeLaLune,! Oh, I must say, you have a flair for the dramatic. That veil and all.
[Soon looks caught off guard]
Oh well, it is my boy Squiggle Blue. I cannot get through to him. I hope you can help us.
[Soon clutches her coat and shudders as she eyes Desiree]
Soon: Desiree Ms. Luk, I— Well…
[Soon pauses to assess Desiree who tilts her head and offers a bemused smile]
Soon: You are—in much danger. Do you not sense this?
Desiree: Me? No, I feel no danger, madam. Squiggle Blue is who I am so, so worried about. Please come in so I can introduce you.
[they bustle into the house as the camera follows]
Desiree: Can I pour you a cup of hot coffee?
[Soon assesses the front room for a beat]
Soon: No, we have no time for beverages. Please show me this—creature.
[Desiree guides them down a narrow hall]
Desiree: Yes, of course, now I think Squiggle Blue may be sleeping. He is still recovering after his journey from that scary place in—Europe or wherever—that dark place he came from. Did you know he, well, he soiled himself during the trip? He was a stinky boy. But I got him nice and clean!
[cut to small dimly lit room]
Soon: What—is—this—energy—
Desiree: Oh my, it is so gloomy in here. Let me—
[Desiree switches on an overhead light and opens the curtains covering a tall window; the camera overexposes then readjusts to show a cheery space done up like a child’s room—twin bed, night stand, dresser; shelves of dolls, figurines and stuffed animals line the walls; a misshapen trunk rests on its side in the corner]
Desiree: This is him. Meet my Squiggle Blue.
Soon: I—I see.
[Soon begins to reach for the doll, then pulls her arm away]
Soon: This pitiful creature. What have you done—
Desiree: Look how sad he is today. I think the light is making him antsy.
[Soon appears locked in a stare with Squiggle Blue]
Soon [her accent suddenly thicker]: There is very much craven presence in this room. What is that—
[Soon, eyes still locked on the doll, points toward the trunk]
Desiree: Oh that? They left it behind, whoever owned this home before. I use it—well, I am a little embarrassed. But I use it for, um, time out when these friends around us start acting up.
[Soon grips at her heart and takes a woozy step backward]
Desiree: My word, Madam Soon. You look so green!
Soon: What is the monstrosity—such a wicked, rapacious spirit seeking our natural souls. My light body, protect us from this baleful energy—
[a thud from the corner of the room; the camera jerks from Soon’s face and slowly zooms in on the trunk; it rests still and silent]
Desiree [whispering]: What is it?
[the camera jolts and pans back to Soon DeLaLune rushing dramatically out of the room]
Desiree: What—my goodness, is she leaving? Squiggle Blue is just a child. He would never hurt a fly. Look how his little brass badge shines and—
Soon [off camera, down the hall]: We will go at once!
[the camera swings around and bounds down the hall, through the front door and outside; Soon stands at the bottom of the porch steps, both of her arms raised straight out, palms facing the house; she murmurs while thrusting her arms as if pushing against a wave of energy crashing toward her; the camera tracks down the stairs and pans behind her as Desiree appears in the doorway]
Desiree: But I thought you would help Squiggle Blue come out of his shell. What are you doing out there? Nevermind that trunk, silly lady.
[Soon continues to murmur and thrust]
Desiree: I think you were using me to get to Squiggle Blue with your Hollywood cameras and fancy promises. You never wanted to help—all of you get off my property!
[Soon thrusts and mumbles a few more times then steadily lowers her arms; Desiree, hands on hips, taps her foot impatiently on the wooden porch; a dark mood has come over her; Soon slowly turns and limps off; the camera follows]
Desiree [off camera, voice raised]: I will call the [audio glitches] in five… four… three…
[video fades to black]
[title card appears]
We were unsuccessful in repairing the veil in South Cummingsville.
Nightfoul troubles the region still.
Stay strong, bind your will.
Comments 1.1k
@garbageofaquarius122 Haha what is Soon so terrified of – that stupid doll or the nutter who bought it lol
@myspayce666 Why do I feel like there’s a stack of bodies in this lady’s basement? Humans. In piles. Piles I tell you!
@superfluouswhipple My heart goes out to Desiree she’s been through so much
@nonotnowone This whole vid is so stagey, bad dialog. That bang didn’t come from the trunk. The doll lady had zero reaction to it like the sound was added in post. I call fake. These ghost hunting shows are always overwrought and disappointing.
@kimmychichi omg CumminGsville hahahaha
Desiree Ms. Luk’s World — My godmotherly hugs and inspirational stories
Sunday the 20th
All these people around are just out for themselves. I am so so !!mad!! Soon is a scammer of the worst kind. She made me so so —embarrassed— in that awful video. My godmother heart is tested once again by other mean people who do not listen when I need help.
She must have put a hex us. Toodles the Bunbun and Gavrielle were bad. But then Sweet Kevin, Gladys, Poppy, Loppy, the Mallow Twins and even Coco Bubble went and threw a big (((tantrum))) like they were in kahoots. It will be a long night squeeze tight in the Fraid! Trunk! for them.
My Squooby! My ScoobyBooby. My Squibbly Do. Squiggle Blue remains so well behaved and such a gentleman even through all of this upset.
reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
u/SoonIsNowProductions
Update on Madam Soon DeLaLune
There has been a lot of discussion on this sub about Madam Soon DeLaLune, so I thought I would share some news. Soon is seriously ill. We are not sure if she will make it. After we concluded the “Nightfoul in Ohio” investigation, she collapsed in the van and we immediately drove to Good Samaritan in Cincinnati.
In the ER, her heart actually stopped, but thankfully doctors managed to revive her. I edited and uploaded the Nightfoul video from the waiting room. To be honest, I can see how people would think that’s in bad taste, but I was on autopilot.
Yesterday, Soon awoke from her coma briefly. Though heavily sedated, she whispered what sounded like “it’s double” or “it’s noble” several times before drifting back into unconsciousness.
Soon’s brother, Lorenzo, her only living family, flew in from Ontario, Canada, and remains by her side. He shares some of his sister’s gifts and was disturbed when we showed him the Nightfoul video. He explained that Soon had been performing an extremely taxing warding exercise—the one we caught on camera before we left the property. He had never seen it drain her so thoroughly before and is convinced there is something much worse there than some supposedly haunted doll.
I can’t waste more time sitting around a hospital. I need to go back.
Edit: I’ve spoken to the mods and they confirmed my identity.
YouTube — Give everyone a voice and show them the world
Soon DeLaLune
@SoonDeLaLune 76.1k subscribers 54 videos
NIGHTFOUL Revisited: Confronting Evil in S. Cumminsville LIVE [13:27]
[vertical mobile phone video livestream featuring a scruffy mid-thirties guy in a black Crux Manifest Productions t-shirt]
Hey guys, Anthony Abruzzi here, producer and videographer for Madam DeLaLune’s channel. Just wanted to update you—I’m not usually in front of the camera, but Soon is still in the hospital. She died for almost two minutes on the table in the ER after our last investigation here, but the doctors managed to resuscitate her and she remains in a coma. Our thoughts and prayers are with her. Now Travis and I are back for answers. Travis is our camera guy for this livestream today. Travis, say hi—
[a hand reaches from behind the camera and waves]
—that’s Travis. So anyway, what is in this house that drained Soon’s lifeforce? And how do we save her? Let’s see if Desiree Ms. Luk is home so we can get to the bottom of this troubling turn of events.
[the camera follows as Anthony walks toward the house and up the front steps; he pounds aggressively on the door]
Anthony [turning to the camera]: Hope she answers—
[Desiree opens the door looking startled; she wears a house coat]
Desiree: Kidding me? You come waltzing back—
Anthony: Listen, Ms. Luk. Madam Soon is in the hospital and we need answers.
Desiree: The hospital? Wha—
Anthony: Yeah, after you made threats, she collapsed in the van.
Desiree: Nobody threatened! You people with your cameras, get out of here—
Anthony: No wait—we’re just documentary filmmakers looking for the truth and we have reason to believe there’s something evil in this house and it may have caused Soon’s illness. We’re actually worried for you, too, Desiree.
Desiree: Worried for me? I am perfectly fine and so is my—this house. Do you realize how much pain I have been through? I am finally back on my feet and you people come and accuse me—
Anthony: We’re not accusing anybody. Like I said, we just want answers.
Desiree: Answers to what?
Anthony: For one thing, why did Soon suddenly panic when she saw that doll?
Desiree: Squiggle Blue? No—
Anthony: Can you let us in to investigate and figure out what spooked her?
Desiree [skeptical]: Investigate?
Anthony [pleading]: Listen, we just want to examine the doll and that’s it. We really need your help.
[Desiree balks]
Anthony: We have literally thousands of people watching right now. They want answers, too, Desiree.
[she rolls her eyes and hesitantly lets them in; the camera follows]
Anthony: Soon was trying to tell us something in the hospital. Does the phrase “it’s noble” or “it’s double” mean anything to you?
Desiree: Did you say “It’s my Blue?” Like my Squibby—
Anthony: No, I—hang on. “It’s not blue?” Maybe she was saying it’s not Squiggle Blue that’s the danger.
Desiree: Of course not, dummy. He is a precious angel.
Anthony: Can you show us Squiggle Blue’s room again?
Desiree: I think he is asleep. I—
Anthony: Come on, just—we have to figure out what the heck is going on.
Desiree [sighing impatiently]: Okay, fine.
[Anthony turns to the camera and raises his eyebrows; they all walk down the hall and into a dark room; Desiree turns on the light and the camera’s exposure adjusts; Squiggle Blue sits on the shelf forlorn]
Anthony: Do you think we could take Squiggle Blue with us for analysis?
Desiree: Of course not. I still have not gotten through to him.
[Desiree crosses her arms and stands between Anthony and the shelf Squiggle Blue rests on]
Anthony: But he might hold a clue—
Desiree: You are not listening.
Anthony: You reached out to us about this friggin’ doll and—
Desiree: Just stop! Why does no one ever understand me?
Anthony: Understand what—
Desiree: I did not reach out to you to torment me and my children!
Anthony: Your children?
Desiree: My child…
[Desiree, resigned, sits on the twin bed]
Anthony: You mean the doll?
Desiree: My child was so small. And one day, poof.
Anthony: Wait, you mean a real kid? Can you tell us what happened—
[Desiree shudders, looks toward the trunk and begins sobbing]
Desiree: It took my sweet little baby. I—
Anthony: It—what?
Desiree: The thing inside feeds on us. Oh, why did you have to come back here?
Anthony: We came back for answers, Desiree. You need to tell us what’s in there.
Desiree: I keep feeding this nightmare. So many souls.
Anthony: Whose souls?
Desiree: It takes my sweet dolls’ souls. And it will take yours, too, Anthony, if you do not get away. How many times do I have to say it?
Anthony: I know you’ve been through a lot. Let’s just calm down and figure this out. One minute you beg us to come here and the next you tell us we need to leave—
[the trunk jolts and slides open wet and dark; camera stumbles backward]
Anthony: WHAT THE FRIG WAS THAT—
[the frame shakes erratically; Travis’s panicked breathing behind the camera; Desiree stands up]
Desiree: Oh no oh no oh no—
[inky wet darkness radiates anti-glow from within the trunk; digital artifacts sparkle in the frame as the weird radiating energy warps the camera feed]
Anthony [to Travis]: You better be getting this, dude.
[camera nods “yes”; slick wet death-retching sounds emit from the maw and a mass of rusty bile spews forth; the vile pool is studded with chunks of matted fur, bits of wool, a doll’s arm, flesh and other detritus]
Desiree: You need to go!
Anthony: Are you kidding me? This is the sickest—
[the shelf rattles and Squiggle Blue tumbles to the floor; he is slowly drawn, jerking and twitching, toward the defiled gape]
Desiree: My baby!
[Desiree lunges for Squiggle Blue and slips into the pool of gore; she struggles to yank it from the void as the the doll seems to reach back toward her]
Desiree: Help me—
[Desiree reaches out her arm, slimed in evil; Anthony hesitates to grab it]
Anthony: Woahhh…
[a sudden emerald flash emits from Squiggle Blue’s brass badge as he is about to be pulled into deepest sticky nothingness]
Desiree: Squig—
[Desiree slides through the filth on her back gripping onto Squiggle Blue; Anthony takes a step backward, slips and falls, and is pulled into the gore-void with a thick squelch]
GAHHH—–H—HH—— — – —AAHH—– — GHHH— — – — -— –
[the livestream freezes on Desiree’s haunted face staring back into the camera, her eyes huge black orbs; everything is a weird green blur]
[after 37 seconds, the transmission cuts]
Comments 1.1k
@PickleFancy_one LOL fake
@TuffRyder9966 What in the Conjuring Universe trauma porn was all that mess hahahahah
@BloodFeest6six6 These corny ass ghost hunting series are my bedtime lullabies. g’night losers!
@GobbleGunk45 the fx in this video is so poorly conceived they are obv amateurs check out my channel i’m gonna post a complet analysis
reddit — The heart of the internet
r/creepy
u/TanayasBriarPatch
Thought Squiggle Blue was wild? This hot craigslist find will get you together. She’s giving dom-top Pat Benatar clown, down.
Behold! A portal into pussified dimensions of twisted indecency. A Carnival of the Cantakerous. Meet Vulvula, the succubistic marionette—she will turn YOU into the pouting puppet led into the hot below on her pink pleather leash.
Sold as—is. No refunds.
u/GhosterEmCee
$60 is a bargain if you ask me. Except you have to pick it up in Seaside Heights, NJ. No thx.