Teenage Sally
You and Sally met up...again...while she was on the floor....again. Actually, you know what? She might actually enjoy this. Note to self: Don't help Sally off of the floor next time. Anyways, you two we're playing Call of Duty:Black Ops 4, and, needless to say, she was pretty bad at it. "Wow, this game's so hard, (Y/N)," she said. "It's really not," you flatly replied. "Don't give me that crap. You probably just picked this game so you could win." "Sure. Whatever," you said, pumping her face full of shotgun lead.(In the game, not in real life, you psychopaths!) "ASSHOLE!" she screamed, which you couldn't help but laugh at her. Since you were currently dying on the floor, she took the opportunity and jumped on you. "Sally," you slowly said. "Get off please." "No," she quickly replied. "Please," you tried asking again. "No," she said, at the same speed as you. This kept going back and forth until you both eventually fell asleep.
Jane the Killer
Since Jeff got the absolute shit beaten out of him last week and couldn't walk, you started hanging out with Jane. You two went to an abandoned gym(because 1. creepypastas can't go to real gyms and 2. active gyms are for poor people.), some abandoned park, met up with Mickey Mouse from Abandoned by Disney(Lot of abandoned stuff),and finally went with Nurse Ann to check on Jeff(because Jane had fractured his leg, so he wasn't going to be moving anytime soon.) He told Jane, "Why did you do this?" "You burned me alive, I fractured your leg. That is the law of equivalent exchange," she responded, clearly proud of herself. "Well," you said, "There goes our trip to Timmy's house."(Timmy is a bully, not a goddamn average kid!) "Yeah," Jeff responded, "I wanted to murder him." "I can do that, (Y/N)," Jane offered. "Okay let's go," you responded, basically immediately. "No," Jeff screamed, "(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I wanted to murder Timmy though..." Jane spent the entire night murdering Timmy and his entire family while you just watched, clearly enjoying it.
Nina the Killer
Nina had constantly been trying to kill you, using the same pattern. So one day, you set up a trap.(!SPOILER ALERT! It worked perfectly.) When she walked through the door, the trap played out. She tripped on a tripwire, landed on some rope attached to a grappling hook(Because fuck it, you're Batman now, I don't know), which rolled up the rope, and then another hook shot down, grabbing it and tightening it, and pulled her up. A pair of scissors, triggered by more tripwire, cut her down, and then a Roomba pushed her out of the room. She rolled down the stairs onto a skateboard, and reached a big ass spring, which put her on the couch. You asked her what movie to watch and she said, "Ouija." "You filthy casual," you muttered. "What was that (Y/N)?" "Nothing Nina. Just watch this abomination of a horror movie."
Judge Angels
You and Dina had just come back from 'sentencing' people. She was the judge and you were both the executioner. She did swift guillotines while you did long and painful murders. It just depended on how guilty the person was. This was you two's way of 'hanging out', and it was relatively fun, so you two did it about 5 times a week, using Saturday and Sunday to actually hang out, by playing video games. You two stayed at your house, and she ended up staying there permanently(Yiggidy Yaggidy I sense some foreshadowing), and you woke each other up. It was a Monday morning, and you were still asleep, so Dina woke you up. "Hey (Y/N), wake up," she said. "It's already noon." You woke up with a yawn, and told her, "Okay, I'm up. Let's go eat something, you angel." She giggled at this, and said, "Thanks. I'm gonna go get dressed and eat. Then, we can start sparring." "Okay," you replied, grabbing your two black-and-blue combat knives. Yep. This was how you two hung out during the day.
Clockwork
The following weeks had been...interesting. Clockwork took you killing, while you just idly stood by while she was doing it. You didn't 100% approve of her methods, but hey, what else can you do? She was very stealthy, as she snuck into the person's house undetected, killed them, and left as quickly as she entered. After this, your hangout time was sleeping. So when you got home, you both slept, while you just listened to the sound of the clock in her eye tick.
Laughing Jill
You went to Jill's tent, as you did every day. As per usual, you were forced to just watch her eat candy, while she didn't let you have any, because you were apparently, 'a crumbum', whatever the fuck that was supposed to mean. Her exact words were, and I quote, "No! No candy for crumbums like you! This is mine, (Y/N)! It's not yours! Here, I'll give you something. PARRY THIS, YOU FUCKING CASUAL!!!!"(Yes, that is a shameless meme plug-in. I REGRET NOTHING!)
Kate the Chaser
Slenderman had sent you and Kate on a mission together. It was simple, kill some rowdy teens who were out camping. This was just a normal Thursday for you two, so you didn't really have to do much. Kate told you the plan, which was literally just the same plan as every time you guys went on this mission. "Okay (Y/N), you take right, I take left, we meet up in the middle, just like always." "Yeah, okay," you responded. After that, the teens were dead within 2 minutes. On you guy's walk back, Kate had an idea. "Hey (Y/N)," she asked. "Yeah," you responded. "What is it?" "Wanna draw?" "Okay, but I'm not too good at it." "Don't worry, they're just Slender pages. Anyone can draw those. Even a 6-month old fetus." "Don't say that," you gagged, as you thought of a fetus in a diaper, scribbling on a page, pinning it to a tree, then dying, decomposing, getting used as food for maggots, then the skeleton getting carried away as a bird's nest.(You're welcome.) Thankfully, that didn't happen, and you two just peacefully drew some drawings. Kate's were pretty good, but yours looked like Slender had constipation.
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Creepypasta Girlfriend Scenarios
FanfictionThrough various differing circumstances, you end up meeting and falling in love with one of the psychotic, murderous, some would say, maniacal, creepypasta girls. 10 different times too. Good for you! What is in store for you for the future? Who kno...