The Last Compare the Meerkat Advert

This is a purely fictional creepypasta written for entertainment purposes. Don't take it seriously.



I just saw the last Compare the Meerkat advert. This shit was creepy, to say the least. How it even got past the censors, I suppose we'll never know. I'd be surprised if it ever gets shown again.

It started with Alexandr spilling the usual shit about the toys and that. All of a sudden, the screen fizzles and an empty room's there. I'm already kinda scared, and then there's a creaking door. Sergei comes in from the left. His arms seem to be covered partly in red slices. He starts speaking in that Russian accent of his.

"Hello. My name is Sergei."

He stops for a moment. I've got fucking chills.

"I'm here with a message about my employer Alexandr Orlov. He forces me to work overtime, with barely any pay bar a few rubles. I'm the only one who works on his servers, and as far as I can tell, he doesn't plan to hire anyone else."

He sighs.

"You know what, I'm gonna drop this 'message' bullshit. He fucking works me to the bone to keep his servers up, and what do I get? Balls all. NOTHING."

At this point, I'm glued to my seat with chills, yet an odd desire to keep watching. He begins slamming at the walls.

"This is BULLSHIT! HE TREATS ME LIKE A FUCKING MONGOOSE! AS IF I'M HIS PERSONAL SLAVE! I TRIED TO LEAVE, AND HE FUCKING ENTICED ME BACK! I don't know how, chances are he paid off that circus manager to get that ballsy ring of fire stunt. But he's full of shit, and I can't fucking work in this place anymore."

He's now in full on rage mode.

"MY FAMILY IS STORIED! I'M RELATED TO AN ASTRONAUT, A BOXER, AND A WAR HERO! AND SOMEHOW, I GET THIS FUCKING SHITTY JOB LOOKING AFTER THESE FUCKING SHITTY SERVERS! GRAAAAAAAAGH!"

At this point, he knocks over the camera. He picks it back up and places it back on it's tripod. He seems more calm after the knock, but I could tell he's still seething.

"So I suppose this is an announcement of a sort."

He walks off camera, before coming back on. He holds a length of rope. He begins to tie it to the ceiling in a noose type of knot, all the while muttering. Finally, he finishes it and says, "This is it. This is the end of Sergei. And as my last words, as the words I want on my grave, I say this: Fuck you, Alexandr Orlov."

At this point, the screen fizzles again, and it returns to Alexandr and the toys. It ends in the normal way, with him rewarding some guy with a toy. This was intense, and I'm scared to hell. I ain't sleeping tonight.



Credited to "The Baron" Kurt Blaze

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