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Hey, 'teens. I don't usually like to blogpost, but something really unsettling happened to me last night, and I'm still not sure what to make of it. Hopefully some of you might be able to tell me what's going on, or give me a rational explanation. Because right now, science fails to explain what I saw and heard.
I'm sure all of you have heard the scary stories about Nophono: the eerily silent, faceless man in the haunted VHS tapes. And, like many of you, I wrote them off as just that: scary stories. But still, I always found the mystery intriguing. What is Nophono? Is he a ghost? What does he care about? I guess that's why, when I saw a catbox link labeled "NOPHONO_3.MP4" on the 'log at 4am, I clicked it. That was one of the worst mistakes of my life.
Upon opening the file, I was greeted by what I would expect from a video purporting to be the "real" nophono tapes. At first, it was just the sound of static, accompanied by visuals that were so fuzzy I couldn't make out what they were supposed to be. I assumed it was an intro song, but I really couldn't tell. Then, it abruptly cut to Nophono, in his bright blue suit, staring at the viewer. Everything except his suit and tie was monochrome. He was in what appeared to be the set of a children's show, like Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood, but it was oddly sparse of furniture. There were exposed wooden rafters, as if it were filmed in someone's attic, and the only objects visible were the table in front of him and some puppets scattered around.
After staying completely motionless for a time, Nophono glided silently through the set to the other side of the table, his feet not making a sound as he walked. The camera followed him, and he was shown to be standing in front of a rudimentary wooden doll with a bulbous head, green shirt, and red lips. Despite how smooth and graceful his walking was, the way that he handled the doll was clumsy and fumbling, like some kind of retarded sped. More than that, his manipulation of the doll didn't seem to be to any real purpose - he just kind of grabbed at its arms and dropped it, like he was struggling to keep it in his hands at all. Then he just went right back to staring at the camera.
By this point, I was thoroughly unimpressed. This just seemed like some AI video someone had generated to try and be a spooky ARG, but it was so blatantly AI. The way Nophono just stood completely still before going into action, the way that his movements didn't seem to have any goal at all, the totally unnecessary camera movement to an unrelated scene… it had all the hallmarks of something sloppily put together on Pixiverse or something. So, I tried to skip forward in the video to see if there was anything actually interesting in it.
But what happened next sent a chill down my spine. I couldn't skip forward. When I clicked ahead on the bar, the progress ticker didn't move. It stayed exactly where it was. Whenever I did, Nophono would change positions; in one scene, he would be holding a doll, in another, walking aimlessly around the room, in another, standing with his back facing the camera. But no matter how many times I skipped forward, the video didn't end. It was like it just went on forever.
Panic started to take hold. How could that be possible? An infinite video? Even a video half this length would have taken hours to download, especially with the Sharty's shitty servers. So, overwhelmed, I just closed the video.
Nothing happened. I was left staring at my screen, at the file still sitting on my computer, somehow only 22 MB despite the apparently immense length of the video. I tried inspecting the file, but got no more insight. I started to wonder if maybe the video was hacked, or it was an EXE disguised as a video file that was broadcasting something to my computer. Worried that might be the case, and that it might be a virus, I disconnected my PC from the internet.
Then, out of curiosity, I opened up the file again. It was the same static opening as before, the same video of Nophono. But as I skipped ahead, a dawning horror arose in me: It was still that long. It still seemed infinite.
I kept clicking, mindlessly, trying desperately to find the end, find any reason to believe it wasn't true. But no matter how many times I clicked, I couldn't.
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Finally, exhausted, I slumped back in my chair, spacing out. I couldn't make sense of what I was seeing.
But before I could have a moment to process the situation, I noticed movement on the screen. Nophono, who had been sitting still facing the camera, was now walking to the back of the room, where a toybox shaped like a treasure chest lay. Out of it, he picked various dolls and figures, and, taking them in his arms, brought them back to the table, laying them out.
I was intrigued by this new behavior, but then a pit sank in my stomach.
One of the dolls looked exactly like me. It was my hair, the same shirt and pants I was wearing, the same shoes.
I denied it at first. After all, it wasn't a brand shirt I was wearing - it was a completely generic one, and the chances that they could have just randomly happened to match weren't impossible. But the more I watched, the more my dread grew. This file was already unexplainable, and one more eerie thing happening just fed the fear in the back of my mind that Nophono was real, and this wasn't a joke.
He clutched and fumbled at the toys for a while, in his usual fashion. No rhyme or reason - he would look down at them, then hold them up to the camera, then immediately drop them and grab the next one, only to lurch back and pick up the previous one as if he had forgotten to do something, but then just drop it again. But when he reached the one that looked like me, he paused, going completely rigid.
Then he started singing.
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I can't say he really sang, because he didn't open his mouth. But it felt like he was singing. The sound blasted from my speakers, so clear that I'm still not sure whether it was really coming from my speakers at all. It was a soft, sentimental song, whimsical and nostalgic, with a slight fuzziness like it was an old recording. In any other situation, I may have even found it comforting. Even now, I remember it clear as day. It went like this:
"There’s plenty of things that I love
I just adore all there is to live for in this dear old world!
I care for spring, I care to sing,
I care about dogs, I care about frogs
the goats and the pigs, and the cows that moo!
But of all of these things all the gold and the rings
Nophono cares fan about you
Someday all the world, will know it’s really true
That you’re so wonderful, yes you’re so beautiful
And Nophono cares about you."
I stared terrified as he held up the puppet, and his previously black and white surroundings filled with rich color, spreading like mold. I blinked, and the doll, once crude and rudimentary, now bore an even more striking resemblance to me, with delicate chiseling of its wooden face.
I sat frozen in shock for a moment, a small choking sound coming up from my throat. Then, I shot up and immediately pressed the power button on my computer. I didn't care what this shit was, but I wanted to get it away. I wanted the last solace that I could have, that this wasn't paranormal, that I could escape it by shutting off my PC.
My computer turned off without incident. I stood there for a while, not sure what to do, how to even handle this. I couldn't work up the nerve to turn it back on, not then. Should I have just destroyed my computer? Maybe, but I was still clinging on to the hope that it wasn't supernatural. This sort of paranormal shit doesn't happen in real life, and besides, there wasn't really anything about it that completely defied the laws of physics. It could have just been a virus, made by some hacker who knew what I looked like, who had been watching me.
I couldn't tell my parents about it, they wouldn't understand and if I told them what the Sharty was they'd probably beat my ass for visiting it. So, I spent the next days on my phone, too scared to touch my computer. When I finally opened my computer again, the file was gone. Maybe it had a script to auto delete itself. Either way, it seemed like my computer was fine after that.
But lately, strange things have been happening to me. It started small, like my mom forgetting that I didn't like pesto pasta, or accidentally locking me outside when I'd told her that I was going on a walk that night. Then it was friends forgetting to come over and hang out even when we had scheduled it beforehand. Then it was people at school forgetting my name.
Now, my own best friends have completely forgotten who I was. I tried coming up to them after class, but they acted like I was a complete stranger and it was weird of me to come up to them. Like they'd never even noticed me before. They asked me my name and I talked to them, but the next day they didn't remember it, or me, at all.
I'm terrified how far it'll go. My parents have forgotten about my hobbies, my interests, the movies I like, things I did with them when I was little, like going to the county fair. And I fear it's only a matter of time before they forget me.
And all the while, I've been having these dreams, getting more and more vivid, of Nophono, in his studio, with his puppets. Staring at me. Warmly. Full of love. Beckoning me to step in and join him.
Nophono cares about me.
And God help you if Nophono cares about you.
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>I can't say he really sang, because he didn't open his mouth. But it felt like he was singing. The sound blasted from my speakers, so clear that I'm still not sure whether it was really coming from my speakers at all. It was a soft, sentimental song, whimsical and nostalgic, with a slight fuzziness like it was an old recording. In any other situation, I may have even found it comforting. Even now, I remember it clear as day. It went like this:
>"There’s plenty of things that I love
>I just adore all there is to live for in this dear old world!
>I care for spring, I care to sing,
>I care about dogs, I care about frogs
>the goats and the pigs, and the cows that moo!
>But of all of these things all the gold and the rings
>Nophono cares fan about you
>Someday all the world, will know it’s really true
>That you’re so wonderful, yes you’re so beautiful
>And Nophono cares about you."
>I stared terrified as he held up the puppet, and his previously black and white surroundings filled with rich color, spreading like mold. I blinked, and the doll, once crude and rudimentary, now bore an even more striking resemblance to me, with delicate chiseling of its wooden face.
>I sat frozen in shock for a moment, a small choking sound coming up from my throat. Then, I shot up and immediately pressed the power button on my computer. I didn't care what this shit was, but I wanted to get it away. I wanted the last solace that I could have, that this wasn't paranormal, that I could escape it by shutting off my PC.
>My computer turned off without incident. I stood there for a while, not sure what to do, how to even handle this. I couldn't work up the nerve to turn it back on, not then. Should I have just destroyed my computer? Maybe, but I was still clinging on to the hope that it wasn't supernatural. This sort of paranormal shit doesn't happen in real life, and besides, there wasn't really anything about it that completely defied the laws of physics. It could have just been a virus, made by some hacker who knew what I looked like, who had been watching me.
>I couldn't tell my parents about it, they wouldn't understand and if I told them what the Sharty was they'd probably beat my ass for visiting it. So, I spent the next days on my phone, too scared to touch my computer. When I finally opened my computer again, the file was gone. Maybe it had a script to auto delete itself. Either way, it seemed like my computer was fine after that.
>But lately, strange things have been happening to me. It started small, like my mom forgetting that I didn't like pesto pasta, or accidentally locking me outside when I'd told her that I was going on a walk that night. Then it was friends forgetting to come over and hang out even when we had scheduled it beforehand. Then it was people at school forgetting my name.
>Now, my own best friends have completely forgotten who I was. I tried coming up to them after class, but they acted like I was a complete stranger and it was weird of me to come up to them. Like they'd never even noticed me before. They asked me my name and I talked to them, but the next day they didn't remember it, or me, at all.
>I'm terrified how far it'll go. My parents have forgotten about my hobbies, my interests, the movies I like, things I did with them when I was little, like going to the county fair. And I fear it's only a matter of time before they forget me.
>And all the while, I've been having these dreams, getting more and more vivid, of Nophono, in his studio, with his puppets. Staring at me. Warmly. Full of love. Beckoning me to step in and join him.
>Nophono cares about me.
>And God help you if Nophono cares about you.
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spine-tingling gem
▶ №13433682[Quote]>>13433705
slowburn gem that is probably AI slop
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>>13433682nigger i wrote it all myself, it doesn't even sound like AI speech patterns
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i read all of this and i enjoyed it
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>>13433705I read all of it this is actually a handcrafted gemerald holy shit
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>>13433705geg you should actually put this on creepypasta.com the premise its good
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>Hey, 'teens. I don't usually like to blogpost, but something really unsettling happened to me last night, and I'm still not sure what to make of it. Hopefully some of you might be able to tell me what's going on, or give me a rational explanation. Because right now, science fails to explain what I saw and heard.
>I'm sure all of you have heard the scary stories about Nophono: the eerily silent, faceless man in the haunted VHS tapes. And, like many of you, I wrote them off as just that: scary stories. But still, I always found the mystery intriguing. What is Nophono? Is he a ghost? What does he care about? I guess that's why, when I saw a catbox link labeled "NOPHONO_3.MP4" on the 'log at 4am, I clicked it. That was one of the worst mistakes of my life.
>Upon opening the file, I was greeted by what I would expect from a video purporting to be the "real" nophono tapes. At first, it was just the sound of static, accompanied by visuals that were so fuzzy I couldn't make out what they were supposed to be. I assumed it was an intro song, but I really couldn't tell. Then, it abruptly cut to Nophono, in his bright blue suit, staring at the viewer. Everything except his suit and tie was monochrome. He was in what appeared to be the set of a children's show, like Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood, but it was oddly sparse of furniture. There were exposed wooden rafters, as if it were filmed in someone's attic, and the only objects visible were the table in front of him and some puppets scattered around.
>After staying completely motionless for a time, Nophono glided silently through the set to the other side of the table, his feet not making a sound as he walked. The camera followed him, and he was shown to be standing in front of a rudimentary wooden doll with a bulbous head, green shirt, and red lips. Despite how smooth and graceful his walking was, the way that he handled the doll was clumsy and fumbling, like some kind of retarded sped. More than that, his manipulation of the doll didn't seem to be to any real purpose - he just kind of grabbed at its arms and dropped it, like he was struggling to keep it in his hands at all. Then he just went right back to staring at the camera.
>By this point, I was thoroughly unimpressed. This just seemed like some AI video someone had generated to try and be a spooky ARG, but it was so blatantly AI. The way Nophono just stood completely still before going into action, the way that his movements didn't seem to have any goal at all, the totally unnecessary camera movement to an unrelated scene… it had all the hallmarks of something sloppily put together on Pixiverse or something. So, I tried to skip forward in the video to see if there was anything actually interesting in it.
>But what happened next sent a chill down my spine. I couldn't skip forward. When I clicked ahead on the bar, the progress ticker didn't move. It stayed exactly where it was. Whenever I did, Nophono would change positions; in one scene, he would be holding a doll, in another, walking aimlessly around the room, in another, standing with his back facing the camera. But no matter how many times I skipped forward, the video didn't end. It was like it just went on forever.
>Panic started to take hold. How could that be possible? An infinite video? Even a video half this length would have taken hours to download, especially with the Sharty's shitty servers. So, overwhelmed, I just closed the video.
>Nothing happened. I was left staring at my screen, at the file still sitting on my computer, somehow only 22 MB despite the apparently immense length of the video. I tried inspecting the file, but got no more insight. I started to wonder if maybe the video was hacked, or it was an EXE disguised as a video file that was broadcasting something to my computer. Worried that might be the case, and that it might be a virus, I disconnected my PC from the internet.
>Then, out of curiosity, I opened up the file again. It was the same static opening as before, the same video of Nophono. But as I skipped ahead, a dawning horror arose in me: It was still that long. It still seemed infinite.
>I kept clicking, mindlessly, trying desperately to find the end, find any reason to believe it wasn't true. But no matter how many times I clicked, I couldn't.
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shit nophono cares fan about
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accidento o algo
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Gemerald
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>>13432526 (OP)Aryan slowburn creepypasta, I've enjoyed reading it
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>>13435343do it with gemmy ai voice, tts is outdated as heck
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make a game called: Nobaldi's Basics in Caring Abot
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>>13435364i could but its a pain to make such a large audio file with anything other than this basic tts
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ill leave it to another 'teen who wants to post it on jewtube or something the audio and text files are just to make their job easier
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the brasilian is watching
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>>13435308natetok is always fun to watch
