The Live Creepathon - How it works

Hi guys.  Here is how we shall run this freak show.

The Set Up

Once we have plenty of you stepping up like creepy ass super heroes, we will sort out a date that best suits everyone involved. From there, we will work out between us what times are going to work for everyone and create our schedule.

Your streaming software is up to you as long as it's streamed to YouTube.


On The Day

Make sure you are ready and get on live just before your start time. Advertise your stream and what it is for on any Twitter/Facebook and the like then head to the current live stream of the person before you. Say hi in the chat and engage with the streamer and the viewers. Give them your stream link and invite them to hop on over.

During your stream, let people know what the cause is and that they will be able to follow the live streaming trail across creep land. Offer out the link to the JustGiving page in your chat window every now and then. You can do this yourself or have a mod to help in your chat.

https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/creepathlon

At the end of your stream, watch out for the next streamer in your chat. Big them up and direct viewers to follow their link. If you can also share the link then do so to make sure everyone knows where they are heading next.

The Stench of Dead Cat

*Phone rings*

Hello

Heya Kyle

Oh hey, you sound better, you looked like shit yesterday

Haha yeah thanks mate. They gave me some really strong antibiotics last night and I woke up this morning feeling loads better.

Miracles of modern medicine eh?

Ye, and I got a really nice nurse on duty today too, she said I should be all good to leave soon.

Really? You have picked up well then.  Do you need a lift later? I'm not working today so I can be on call for when they discharge you

No, I'm all good thanks, she said they are sorting out my transport

I didn't think they did that, I thought you had to make your own way home

So did I, maybe the nurse is sweet on me or something haha

Haha Maybe. Welcome home party then?

Hang on a bit, I'm on lots of meds still, gunna be a while before I'm well enough for booze and parties

Soooooo next week then?

Haha yeah

Have you stopped leaking stinky goo yet?

Eww, yeah, it's more just crusty and scabby now. It just itches around the stitches

Don't be scratching them

I'm not gunna

It did stink though, it reminded me of that time we found that dead cat in the woods; like rotting cat

Awwww man stop it, I'm gunna puke. My belly feels weird though, like lumpy

Lumpy?

Haha yeah, I know they took stuff out, but it feels like they put something in

Maybe the surgeon lost his wig during the operation haha

Ha, maybe it's an alien

We're not having the celebrations at my house if you are gunna do that whole John Hurt thing all over the table. I am not cleaning up after that

I thought you might be more worried about the alien running around your house than the mess

Yeah that is a concern, I would have to get some alien repellent haha.  I'm sure it's just swelling, it'll go down

Yeah, it's just a bit tender but not bad really

Hang on, Jenny's shouting, just a min

OK

(quiet, muffled voices, confused) *What!....... But he's on the phone......are you sure.....no.......I'm telling you I'm talking to him now...........call her back........just call her back*

Errrrm..........I don't know what's going on but..........this doesn't make any sense

What?

Jenny says your mum just called on the landline but I don't get it, something must be majorly fucked up

What did she say? Whats wrong?

.................................She said you died this morning

WHAT! I can't believe they would make such a huge mistake, she must be devastated. I'm gunna go get this.........................(abrupt stop)

Tom?  .......   Tom? You there?

Yeah.....

You ok?

No, I didn't see us before...........what the fuck?

Fuck you talking about? What's going on?

Over there, mum, dad and Beth

So your mum's there? So she knows you are ok then?

No........I'm freaking out, what's going on? I'm scared, what do I do? Fuck!

What? Come on man, talk sense, whats happening?

It was the infection wasn't it? Shit, that fucking infection, I don't know what to do

Tom I swear, for fuck sake just tell me whats going on!

I'm dead............. I'm sat talking to you but I'm in the bed and they are all crying

Are you fucking with me?  This sort of shit really isn't funny man

I'm dead

You're sat talking to me, you're not dead.  Are the pills affecting your brain? What's wrong with you?

The nurse is here............she said it's time to go..................................... they're expecting me

So you are coming home then? ........ Tom? ......... TOM!!!!

(Hospital background noise and sobbing)

(Kyle under his breath) For fuck sake ........... (shouting) TOM!!!!!!!!!

(Phone disconnects)

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Kathy Jones, diary entry 2/4/17

I know a lot of people say they have a problem when speaking up in conversation but I have that problem really bad.  I do talk but not that much, because I know that when I do speak people either ignore me or just talk over me.  I tend to be much more of a listener really.  It didn't used to be this bad when I was a bit younger but I think I have just become more quiet and less assertive over time.  Even though I am silent most of the time and people tend to overlook me, I am quite a sociable person and do get out and about a lot.  I go out with family and friends in town and on nights out, but even they don't always pay attention to me.  It really gets to me sometimes but I have just come to accept that I am not really a loud or assertive person.  I just have a wall flower thing about me.

I am, however, really pissed off about something that happened last night with my brother, Dale.  We went out for a meal with the family for my birthday and, as always, they weren't really that excited about it, we've been doing it every year for the last five or so years and it's always as dull as they seem to find me.  And, as always, they didn't really speak to me and didn't really listen when I had anything to say.  Other family members get proper parties for their birthdays, so I just know I'm not a favorite.  I swear I'm going to just throw my own party one year and make something interesting of it for once.  After the meal my brother and cousin were on about going out for a drink in town so I decided to tag along with them.

While we were out my brother and I both saw this guy.  He was so cute and was looking over at me.  I was feeling a bit more gutsy than normal so I decided I was going to go talk to him.  I told Dale I was going to chat with him but he didn't seem to get the message that I wanted to chat him up.  Maybe he thought I couldn't or shouldn't be going over alone to talk to a guy I didn't know.  Whatever the reason, he came over with me.  But then the curse of being me struck again and once again, I found Dale talking over me and even saying things I had just said, but when I said it no one was interested, when he said it, it was fascinating.  

I am so mad at him for stealing my attempted thunder and even more pissed off today to find out that when we lost sight of each other in the bar and I went home with my cousin, the cute guy had gone home with Dale.

I was so sure it was me he was eyeing in the bar but I guess I could have been wrong, maybe he was looking at Dale the whole time.  Still, Dale didn't have to come over and be like that, he didn't give me a chance to find out if Mr. Cutey was interested in me.  He just barged in and took over the conversation.  Taking the guy home for the night when I had told him I was going to chat with him and that I thought he was giving me the eye.  Just a shitty thing to do really.  I'm seriously going to flip at him when I see him, when he crawls out of bed.  Not fucking happy, worst birthday ever.

Dale Jones, diary entry 02/04/17

We went out for my sisters normal boring birthday meal last night.  I keep saying we shouldn't even bother, they all just sit about looking bored as hell.  I just about got through it but was so fed up I needed to get out for a bit.  I told Mike and he agreed so we went out and I only went and pulled this super hot guy.  Back to mine for the night.  He's really sweet, fast start I know but sparks were flying.  Gunna go out with him again this weekend.  I really needed something good to happen to cheer me up after this crappy week.  Even this morning I got up and felt like there was just this heavy vibe in the air, it just made me feel really crappy, and then my favorite Star Wars mug smashed on the kitchen floor.  Must have not put it on the side properly or something, I just heard it go.  Gutted.  Anyway, gunna try and go for good vibes from now on and next year I might tell the parents to just stop with this shitty meal routine, just because Kathy isn't here anymore doesn't mean we have to remember her birthday in such a miserable way.  Next year I'm gunna throw her a kick ass party.  I miss you little sis.

Written by Violet De'Kay AKA Holy Creep Sauce

The End of an Era

I have recently had the news that my ghost hunting team will no longer be holding public hunts.  Private ones should still be going ahead but with being self funded, I am not sure how many of these I will be able to afford to attend.  Here, in honor of Haunted Britannia, are the three most compelling pieces of evidence I have personally experienced while hunting with the team.  The inspiration to write these up comes from conversation with a fellow horror Youtuber Hollowkeez, who is going to narrate these in the coming weeks.

Enjoy.

I have been on many paranormal investigations, but they are nothing like the shows on TV.  They always make it seem that ghosts are all around and will make themselves very known at every possible opportunity.  The truth could not be further from their works of entertainment fiction, most hunts are very quiet and nothing really happens all night.  Most of the time it's just feelings and small sounds.  However, there is that odd time when something happens that makes your blood run cold and your spine tingle.  Here, I present to you the three times I have personally experienced something that was beyond my explanation.

Two of these events occurred on the same night, Halloween night.  The team were in the cellar of Nostal Priory in West Yorkshire, England.  Do you know about table tipping?  It's when a small group of people gather around a table and all place their finger tips on it's top.  They then call out to the spirits to use their energy to make the table move.  There are many theories as to how it works, and for the most part I am of the belief that it's the ideomotor affect, people making small movements that can build up the momentum of the table even though they have no idea they are doing it.  I have seen more tables tipping and dancing around than I can count, but it never convinces me that spirits are present.  Save for this one time.  A group of four gathered around our little Ikea table in that cold cellar and place finger tips on it's surface.  The table started to rock upon request, it started to tip this way and that.  Then it slowly tipped over to one side, slowly, slowly, more and more.  Now normally when the table tips so far it will crash to the ground, they have light legs and a heavy top.  With just fingers rested on it's top there is nothing to really hold it up.  But this just kept tipping gradually over without falling.  It's top was only 4 or 5 inches from the ground and it still didn't fall.  It never fell, it held there and then came back up to standing.  I wasn't quite sure how it was possible so I had to investigate this further.  After everyone had moved on to another room, I took the table and tried in as many ways as I could to replicate what had just happened.  I failed.

I would like to move on to a different night and location now, and leave Nostal Priory's second offering til last.  I would like to re-visit the events of a seance that took place again in West Yorkshire, but this time in Knottingley town hall.  I'm sure everyone is familiar with a good old fashioned Victorian style seance.  We had large round tables in the old dance hall, located on the 1st floor of the building.  The 1st floor was also the top floor so there was no other level above us.  No one else was on our floor, everyone who was there was sat around the table in that large dark room.  The lights were out and we had a little torch light on the table.  We held hands and called out many times over.  We had little sounds in the room here and there which is normal and can mostly be attributed to the old building settling in the night.  It was very sudden and out of nowhere.  It was loud and clear.  Heavy footsteps sprinted towards us from across the room and stopped right next to the table. It was behind me but I managed to hold myself enough to stay put.  All heads turned and gasps sprang from everyone's lungs.  One girl who had the footsteps stop directly behind her chair, shot up and landed on the knee of the woman next to her as she screamed.  We all heard it, it shocked and freaked us out.  Even our resident skeptic of the team still says to this day that he can't explain it and will recall how it scared him.  And this is a firm none believer.

Ok, let's take a trip back to that night at Nostal Priory.  At the time the team were working with a guy who was very into his gadgets, all the tech stuff.  One of the things he had was a modified baby monitor.  It gave a constant sound of low, white noise.  We gathered as a large group in one of the big rooms in the cellar.  The monitor was set up and the lights switched out.  In the darkness the white noise quietly mumbled away as our medium called out and started to describe to us what he could see and hear.  He told us that a large man was stood in the room with us.  He was well dressed and thought of himself as being better than us, that he was above us. The man apparently thought we were all stupid and wasting our time.  As the medium had a little conversation with the spirit man, we heard him reasoning that we were not stupid, just curious and wanted to talk to him and see proof from the other side of death.  Then the medium said to the man "Oh no no, don't laugh at us". Immediately after the sentence slipped from his lips, the monitor made a very loud sound.  It was all in static but sounded like laughing.  It's hard to express in text what it was like.  It was six short bursts of loud static that was like a chuckle.  Everyone was astonished and right after, the monitor cut dead and the room fell in to silence.  A torch was put on and the monitor checked but there was no evidence as to why it was not working.  It would not even switch back on again.  All of a sudden it just sprang back to life and continued to make the same low white noise as before.  It didn't do anything else and the medium said the man was gone.

I do sometimes feel that spirits are not real, but when I think about these events, I can't help but to continue to question it.

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