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'''For context, this is based on an OneyPlays video mocking the Creepypasta genre. I just transcribed it here for the sake of it being on a wiki, with a few syntax changes to make it flow better. Now, sit back, relax, and have a boy.'''[[File:GAMEBOY ADVANCE SP BLUE EDITION CREEPYPASTA|thumb|right|335 px|Transcribed/adapted from this.]]It all started 53 years ago, back when I was a fully grown little boy...
 
It all started 53 years ago, back when I was a fully grown little boy...
 
One day, while I was jumping through the street, I happened upon a large vehicle, which clobbered me violently into a nearby window. After getting my bearings, I looked up to see a young boy with a Gameboy Advance SP Blue Edition in his tiny little hands. I had always dreamed of owning a Gameboy Advance SP Blue Edition, but my family could barely even afford Gold...
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He looked up at me with those big, vibrating eyes. His two lower teeth quivered in confusion. "Muh, mahma," he said softly.
 
This was my chance! I ran at him screaming and stomping my feet, scrambling his brain in sheer confusion. I shoved him as hard as I could and grabbed his Gameboy Advance SP Blue Edition, and I ran out the door. I leaped back down the street towards my home. I pulled open the door by its big, smelly handle and I let myself in quietly. I snuck past my many parents and shut myself ininto my room. I had made it. Finally, a Gameboy Advanced SP to call my own. I will have to keep it hidden from my family. I shan't ever allow them to know...
 
I took the Gameboy SP in my small, beautiful hands, and proceeded to slide the switch to "ON" mode. I will never forget that wonderful sound it made the first time I turned it on. And that wonderful Nintendo logo splashed my screen in sheer delight. I blew out my cnadlecandle, and I pulled my curtain shut tight. I wanted absolutely ''nothing'' to get in the way of my first Gameboy Advanced SP Blue Edition experience.
 
Suddenly, a small man appeared on -screen. Shortly after, the word "Mario" started flashing behind him. I assume this man is the man known as "Mario". I had seen adverts showing him on television. The title of the screen slowly lowered itself in from the top of the screen.
 
"Super Mario... and the legend of the Stolen Gameboy Advanced SP, Blue Edition"?!
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My hart sank... as I noticed a dead pixel in the lower left region of the screen.
 
"Beggars can't be choosers," as I thought to myself, however, and I pressed the start button with my feen-gy.
 
A vast landscape with clouds, bushes, and bricks appeared before my very eye. And there he was. The familiar "Mario" man I had grown to enjoy.
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I was nearing the first gap of the stage to jump over. As I drew closer, I readied my sweating, pink thumb over the 'A' buttan. The gap was here! I pushed the button, but Mario didn't jump... He just screamed.
 
'''HO !'''
 
I pushed left as far as I could and he ground to a halt, right at the edge of the gap. I pushed 'A' frantically and repeatedly to try and make him jump, but he just screamed and screamed.
 
'''HA HO !'''
 
The camera zoomed in on my face as I pummel that 'A' button, trying to make Mario fill that air above his body. But all that filled the air were my friend, Mario's, screams of fear.
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I decided the only way to rid myself from this curse was to beat the game. I ran up to the first gap of the level. I pushed 'A' and Mario just screamed again.
 
'''HO !'''
 
I fell into the hole and Mario lost a life. This is when I noticed my skin began to rot and turn slightly green.
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I turned on the light switch. As the room lit up, I saw many people dressed in black... They all cried softly.
 
"Who the flip are you people," I asked with tears running down my chinny-chin-chin.
 
"We are this boy's family," a woman replied, "I was his mother....."
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Everything went slow. I dropped to my knees. I held the gameboy tightly in my clenched fist. "Could this be MY fault?" I asked myself politely.
 
His mother walked over to me with a big, fat tear in her eye. She told me, "it really means a lot that a stranger would let himself into our home to pay respects to a boy he didn't know. I'm sure you two would've gotten along great." She then pointed to the priest and said, "Please lower our child into the Earth NHOW."
 
The priest did just that. He pulled on a lever with a shiny red ball on it. The coffin started going down!
 
I shoved the mother from my and sprintI sprinted toward the coffin. I jumped on thethat coffin and the ropes snapped. I began falling into the Earth with the child inside. I heard the screams from his family echoing above.
 
I pried open the coffin as we fell and I shoved the gameboy into his tiny, cold mouth. "Free me of this curse, child!" I screamed at the top of my... head.
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My mother opened the door and she said, "My son! My beautiful son! I make you eggs on toast," and she threw it on my bed and left with a smile on her face.
 
I- I-r... I realized.... maybe stealing not okay. I looked to the sky and I said, "Thank you, Mario inside Gameboy.."
 
Everything would be alright. And though the child remained permanently dead, his mother could always play his Gameboy Advance SP Blue Edition to remember him by thanks to me.
 
Thanks... to me.
Everything would be alright. And though the child remained permanently dead, his mother could always play his Gameboy Advance SP Blue Edition to remember him by thanks to me.
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