The scariest ****ing thing you've ever seen.

Ol’ Qwerty Bastard · 02-07-2018, 09:38 AM

holy **** that is ****ing ****ed

The Batlord · 02-07-2018, 09:51 AM

My room mate at military school did get a knife held against his throat after he snitched on the other guy for cheating on a test, and I was like five feet away just laying on my bed watching. Then the guy with the knife looked at me and asked me if I'd seen anything and I was like, "See what?" That was pretty scary, but peanuts compared to some of the **** in this thread.

~~Cuthbert~~ · 02-07-2018, 10:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Plankton

He was trying to show the newer troops he still had what it takes, coming with us down range and doing our job, just being one of the guys type of thing. We had worked all day loading MLRS's onto semi trailers and were heading back up in our forklifts in a single file convoy line, when I noticed he was veering off to the right a little on a wide paved road with drainage ditches on either side. He was preoccupied with a conversation he was having with someone who happened to come up next to him, inadvertently making him move over a bit. He saw that he was gonna dump into the ditch so he jumped, but he jumped right in the path the forklift was falling. It killed him instantly, pushing guts out through his mouth nose and eyes. Squish.

Interesting.

DwnWthVwls · 02-07-2018, 06:01 PM

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Originally Posted by The Batlord

My room mate at military school did get a knife held against his throat after he snitched on the other guy for cheating on a test, and I was like five feet away just laying on my bed watching. Then the guy with the knife looked at me and asked me if I'd seen anything and I was like, "See what?" That was pretty scary, but peanuts compared to some of the **** in this thread.

Should have said you see through his empty threats..

**Exo** · 02-07-2018, 07:19 PM

Let's see...

Well, I watched 9/11 happen. That was polarizing. I grew up across the river so there wasn't the adrenaline of escape happening but I'd say the helplessness I felt watching it unfold led to a lot of serious issues I've struggled with over the years. Existentialism and apathy to be exact. Learned at age 13 that life is cruel and unfair and that it can end you at any second so why the f*ck bother with some things.

......

Walking into a squat house with headphones in because I'm an idiot almost gave me a serious heart attack. My job inspecting houses gave me a a very lax approach to new properties. I was careless. Walked into a room expecting it to be empty only to have a girl pop up off a mattress that was on the floor like a spring and scream. I screamed too. I never screamed so loud from surprise before. Then it just got sad. She was young and pretty once. Drugs. She started crying so I left fast. Still, that initial shock almost stopped my heart.

.......

My girlfriend at the time once fainted at an Opeth concert due to not having eaten pretty much all day and the venue being stuffed with smelly dudes who were hogging all the oxygen. I never saw a person actually faint before so my first thought was that something was very VERY wrong. I dragged her out of the crowd and it took me a full 8 minutes to get her to wake. During that time I had people yelling at me that she was just drunk while I yelled for somebody to call an ambulance. Nobody ever did. Thanks Philly. Anyway, the feeling that somebody you love is in serious trouble like that is something I'll never forget. I know better now but I serious thought she was dying for eight minutes.

.......

I'll end with the most recent scary feeling I guess. At least I think it's the most recent.

I was in the Catskills with a bunch of friends and we decided to take a very long hike. We mapped out eight mile stretch that we felt, at the time, would bring us right along the ridge that is adjacent to our cabin. Only reason we even thought we could do this was because our friend who owns the cabin, who is kind of a pathological liar, told us that the trail we were taking was in fact the trail next to the cabin. Wrong.

We ave ourselves about six hours before the sun went down to do it. Plenty of time. 80% of the hike went great until we got to a fork that wasn't on the map. We ended up going the wrong way and about an hour before sunset were convinced we had taken the wrong route and that we needed to double back. The problem with that was that by the time we got back to the fork it would be dark and we really did't know for certain the other way was correct. We all had summer clothing on and this was the end of August in the mountains. It got cold. Everybody had very minimal battery life on their phones. Some were dead. No flashlights. The person with the most battery life used the gps on his phone to locate us on a map but there were no indications of roads or landmarks. The cabin we stay at is in the middle of nowhere basically. Anyway, we decided to go off trail and bushwhack through the woods to the spot we all decided was where out cabin was. We estimated that spot by finding the nearest road on the map, remembering what road that was, and just estimating where our cabin was. I was't confident. They all were.

We spent the next hour walking through dense forest with downed trees we had to go around, sheer drops that we had to descend on our asses, and impassable segments we had to divert around. Every single minute of that hour or so I spent on the verge of a nervous breakdown because I was not confident we were going to get out. Were we going to die if we spent the night in the woods? Probably not. It only got down to the low 40's at night but it would have been a LONG night and who knows what could have happened?

We ended up stumbling across an old mine road that we decided to follow, mostly due to the fact that I was not letting anybody else make the f*cking decisions anymore. I told them I'm walking this way and that they should follow me but this is the way I'm going. We found the road at what you could call the end and some of us wanted to continue bushwhacking the direction we were going. I was confident that we'd find an actual road and just hoof it back to the cabin or stop at the nearest house. It was JUST light enough to see when we saw smoke from a fireplace and eventually a house. The owners were outside with their kids and we were able to secure a ride in their pickup truck back to our cabin.

The hour before the house was one of the most anxiety filled hours of my life. Being lost is awful. The relief of finding that house was something that I'll never forget though. We were all packed in the bed of the pickup just quietly staring at each other before somebody started laughing which eventually made us all laugh.

Bring a compass and a trail map hiking childrens.

**Frownland** · 02-07-2018, 07:34 PM

When I was in college, I witnessed a fatal car accident when I was taking a walk. A large truck had hit a smartcar and took off. I ran to the car to see if the driver was alright and I saw a man there with shrapnel from the car coming out of his chest. The door had been crumpled shut and I looked inside of his car to see that his legs were pinned. I couldn't see the damage that had been done to his lower half, but I could tell by how soaked his shirt was in blood that he wasn't going to make it out alive.

He was very calm as I tried to call 911, not making a noise. After I had called for an ambulance, the man leaned forward to his broken window and motioned to me with his strained eyes. I went up to him. His eyes stayed on me as blood began to dribble from his lips. He struggled to open his mouth as he uttered his final words to me.

Spoiler for .:

After he choked the last word out, his head slumped forward and I could tell that he was no longer with us. Death was never real to me before then and I spent weeks thinking about my own mortality.

Oriphiel · 02-08-2018, 01:31 AM

Ban yourself

Justthefacts · 02-08-2018, 02:09 AM

I once took a road trip to Tampa for an RHCP concert with a pal and his dad. And when we were heading back to Fort Myers the day after, this man on one of those 3 wheeled motorcycles (not wearing a helmet, mind you) failed to check his blind spot, merged right into a car and the trike flips over and explodes. Literally. Fucking. Explodes. We're about a car length away from all this action. The dude flys off the trike, lands somewhere in the grass, and his head is a faucet pouring gallons of blood.

His overweight wife was driving her own trike, pulls over, comes flying in hysterical, rightfully, and we get in our car and leave. Checked the news that night, allegedly a helicopter came to take the dude to a hospital but he died before he even made it.

Wear your fucking helmets you stupid morons. My cousins face looks like a hamburger patty because he didn't wear a helmet. Retards, I swear.

The Batlord · 02-08-2018, 03:04 AM

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Originally Posted by Frownland

When I was in college, I witnessed a fatal car accident when I was taking a walk. A large truck had hit a smartcar and took off. I ran to the car to see if the driver was alright and I saw a man there with shrapnel from the car coming out of his chest. The door had been crumpled shut and I looked inside of his car to see that his legs were pinned. I couldn't see the damage that had been done to his lower half, but I could tell by how soaked his shirt was in blood that he wasn't going to make it out alive.

He was very calm as I tried to call 911, not making a noise. After I had called for an ambulance, the man leaned forward to his broken window and motioned to me with his strained eyes. I went up to him. His eyes stayed on me as blood began to dribble from his lips. He struggled to open his mouth as he uttered his final words to me.

Spoiler for .:

After he choked the last word out, his head slumped forward and I could tell that he was no longer with us. Death was never real to me before then and I spent weeks thinking about my own mortality.

You oversold it, bro. I knew what was coming.

OccultHawk · 02-08-2018, 06:33 AM

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I once took a road trip to Tampa for an RHCP concert

Jesus man, we all have are limits to what we can stand to hear about

02-07-2018, 07:19 PM	#175 (permalink)
Exo All day jazz and biscuits Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: NJ Posts: 7,359	Let's see... Well, I watched 9/11 happen. That was polarizing. I grew up across the river so there wasn't the adrenaline of escape happening but I'd say the helplessness I felt watching it unfold led to a lot of serious issues I've struggled with over the years. Existentialism and apathy to be exact. Learned at age 13 that life is cruel and unfair and that it can end you at any second so why the fck bother with some things. ...... Walking into a squat house with headphones in because I'm an idiot almost gave me a serious heart attack. My job inspecting houses gave me a a very lax approach to new properties. I was careless. Walked into a room expecting it to be empty only to have a girl pop up off a mattress that was on the floor like a spring and scream. I screamed too. I never screamed so loud from surprise before. Then it just got sad. She was young and pretty once. Drugs. She started crying so I left fast. Still, that initial shock almost stopped my heart. ....... My girlfriend at the time once fainted at an Opeth concert due to not having eaten pretty much all day and the venue being stuffed with smelly dudes who were hogging all the oxygen. I never saw a person actually faint before so my first thought was that something was very VERY wrong. I dragged her out of the crowd and it took me a full 8 minutes to get her to wake. During that time I had people yelling at me that she was just drunk while I yelled for somebody to call an ambulance. Nobody ever did. Thanks Philly. Anyway, the feeling that somebody you love is in serious trouble like that is something I'll never forget. I know better now but I serious thought she was dying for eight minutes. ....... I'll end with the most recent scary feeling I guess. At least I think it's the most recent. I was in the Catskills with a bunch of friends and we decided to take a very long hike. We mapped out eight mile stretch that we felt, at the time, would bring us right along the ridge that is adjacent to our cabin. Only reason we even thought we could do this was because our friend who owns the cabin, who is kind of a pathological liar, told us that the trail we were taking was in fact the trail next to the cabin. Wrong. We ave ourselves about six hours before the sun went down to do it. Plenty of time. 80% of the hike went great until we got to a fork that wasn't on the map. We ended up going the wrong way and about an hour before sunset were convinced we had taken the wrong route and that we needed to double back. The problem with that was that by the time we got back to the fork it would be dark and we really did't know for certain the other way was correct. We all had summer clothing on and this was the end of August in the mountains. It got cold. Everybody had very minimal battery life on their phones. Some were dead. No flashlights. The person with the most battery life used the gps on his phone to locate us on a map but there were no indications of roads or landmarks. The cabin we stay at is in the middle of nowhere basically. Anyway, we decided to go off trail and bushwhack through the woods to the spot we all decided was where out cabin was. We estimated that spot by finding the nearest road on the map, remembering what road that was, and just estimating where our cabin was. I was't confident. They all were. We spent the next hour walking through dense forest with downed trees we had to go around, sheer drops that we had to descend on our asses, and impassable segments we had to divert around. Every single minute of that hour or so I spent on the verge of a nervous breakdown because I was not confident we were going to get out. Were we going to die if we spent the night in the woods? Probably not. It only got down to the low 40's at night but it would have been a LONG night and who knows what could have happened? We ended up stumbling across an old mine road that we decided to follow, mostly due to the fact that I was not letting anybody else make the fcking decisions anymore. I told them I'm walking this way and that they should follow me but this is the way I'm going. We found the road at what you could call the end and some of us wanted to continue bushwhacking the direction we were going. I was confident that we'd find an actual road and just hoof it back to the cabin or stop at the nearest house. It was JUST light enough to see when we saw smoke from a fireplace and eventually a house. The owners were outside with their kids and we were able to secure a ride in their pickup truck back to our cabin. The hour before the house was one of the most anxiety filled hours of my life. Being lost is awful. The relief of finding that house was something that I'll never forget though. We were all packed in the bed of the pickup just quietly staring at each other before somebody started laughing which eventually made us all laugh. Bring a compass and a trail map hiking childrens. __________________ LastFM SUPREME POO BAH MODERATOR EXTRAORDINAIRE

02-07-2018, 07:34 PM	#176 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	When I was in college, I witnessed a fatal car accident when I was taking a walk. A large truck had hit a smartcar and took off. I ran to the car to see if the driver was alright and I saw a man there with shrapnel from the car coming out of his chest. The door had been crumpled shut and I looked inside of his car to see that his legs were pinned. I couldn't see the damage that had been done to his lower half, but I could tell by how soaked his shirt was in blood that he wasn't going to make it out alive. He was very calm as I tried to call 911, not making a noise. After I had called for an ambulance, the man leaned forward to his broken window and motioned to me with his strained eyes. I went up to him. His eyes stayed on me as blood began to dribble from his lips. He struggled to open his mouth as he uttered his final words to me. Spoiler for .: "You can buy all of Frownland's music at www.deafbox.bandcamp.com." After he choked the last word out, his head slumped forward and I could tell that he was no longer with us. Death was never real to me before then and I spent weeks thinking about my own mortality. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

02-08-2018, 01:31 AM	#177 (permalink)
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