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Home of bizarre, satirical, and comedic stories, as well as creepypasta fails. Wuld u like fries with dat? Hosting 14,487 pastas since July 2011 Please read the rules before you submit anything!

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What Is "Trollpasta"?

Trollpastas are a sub-genre of creepypasta stories that are occasionally written with intentionally poor grammar and cliched plot devices for comedic effect. Trollpastas will commonly poke fun at well-known creepypasta cliches, varying from haunted game/file stories, to lost episode stories, to simply horrific amalgamations of Internet memes and Mary Sues/bad OC's pertaining to cliched creepypasta. Many trollpastas heavily use established trollpasta characters as satirical devices such as EVIL PATRIXXX. While this site primarily hosts trollpastas, bad creepypastas that failed to adhere to the Creepypasta Wiki's quality standards are also hosted here.

... Or in simple person talk, it's a site about goofy stories. And yes, this is the official continuation of the original Trollpasta Wiki.

For further questions about trollpastas, creepypastas, and the site itself, visit the Q&A page!

FEATURED PASTAS
"'This is the last delivery of the day. I need you to get this pizza to 13 Demon’s Street, postcode 666 EVIL.' He bellowed while forcibly shoving the pizza box down my pocket, tearing my clothes to shreds."

"'HELP!!!!' 'baaaah' 'HELP!!!!' 'baaahh'"

"Did Megamind just say 'fuck'? Actually, back up a minute, did Mac Tonight say 'bitch'? What the hell was the cursing about?"

"'Steve, the box. There's something wrong with it.' 'What happened?' 'It's opening, by itself.'"

COMMUNITY VOTED FAIL OF THE MONTH
"HE SEES YOU WHEN YOUR SLEEPING"

Before I start I just want to wish you all a happy holidays. This was quite a traumatizing experience I had when I was young. Anyway get comfortable because this is going to be a very disturbing story. I always tell this story around christmas time to my friends and family and I thought this subreddit would love stuff like this so here It goes. It was christmas of 2008 and I was a pretty young. I still believed in santa at that point so I had the attitude of,"Oh If I stay up maybe I can catch him". God damn my curiousity . This year I was absolutely positive I was going to catch him. I had a ton of caffeine ready so wouldn't fall asleep waiting. At around 12:30 in the morning, I knew my parents were asleep and they were extremely heavy sleepers. I snuck downstairs and to my surprise, my presents were already there! I thought,"Shoot, I missed him". I hung out downstairs for a few hours playing on my ipod touch. This is where it happened. Where I was sitting you could look down a hallway to see a sliding glass door. I don't know how long he was standing there but all I know was when I looked up from my ipod, he was standing right outside, looking at me. "ITS SANTA!" I thought. As I looked closer he didn't seem like the jolly fat old man we all came to love. He was in a bright red suit, but he wasn't fat at all, he was extremely pale and skinny, and he was relatively old, possibly in his 60's. He had bright red cheeks, and what giving a good old creepy smile. He gave me a hand signal to come to the door. I started walking down the hallway, and I started getting a,"This isn't right feeling" mixed in with a,"I HIT THE JACKPOT" feeling too. As I walked he gave me the same look all the down. No lights were on in the hallway and there was a bright light shining on him outside the house. As I opened the door, I said,"Oh my gosh, santa its you!" He started in a high pitch voice,"WHYYY HELLO LITTLE BOY! IT SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! HAVE YOU SEEN THE PRESENTS IVE GIVEN YOU?" I couldnt believe it! I was talking to the REAL saint nick himself. "YEAH I DID! But santa why are you back here?" I looked closer into his eyes and I realised, they were pure black. Nothing but pupil. (Read more...)

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Home of bizarre, satirical, and comedic stories, as well as Creepypasta fails. Wuld u like fries with dat?

Hosting 14,487 pastas since July 2011

Please read the rules before you submit anything!

Category List
Clichés List
Do's and Don'ts
POTM Archive
Editing 101


WHAT IS "TROLLPASTA"?

Trollpastas are a sub-genre of creepypasta stories that are occasionally written with intentionally poor grammar and cliched plot devices for comedic effect. Trollpastas will commonly poke fun at well-known creepypasta cliches, varying from haunted game/file stories, to lost episode stories, to simply horrific amalgamations of Internet memes and Mary Sues/bad OC's pertaining to cliched creepypasta. Many trollpastas heavily use established trollpasta characters as satirical devices, primarily EVIL PATRIXXX. While this site primarily hosts trollpastas, bad creepypastas that failed to adhere to the Creepypasta Wiki's quality standards are also hosted here.

... Or in simple person talk, it's a site about goofy stories.

For further questions about Trollpastas, Creepypastas, and the site itself, visit the Q&A page!


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FEATURED PASTAS
"'This is the last delivery of the day. I need you to get this pizza to 13 Demon’s Street, postcode 666 EVIL.' He bellowed while forcibly shoving the pizza box down my pocket, tearing my clothes to shreds."

"'HELP!!!!' 'baaaah' 'HELP!!!!' 'baaahh'"

"Did Megamind just say 'fuck'? Actually, back up a minute, did Mac Tonight say 'bitch'? What the hell was the cursing about?"

"'Steve, the box. There's something wrong with it.' 'What happened?' 'It's opening, by itself.'"


COMMUNITY VOTED FAIL OF THE MONTH
"HE SEES YOU WHEN YOUR SLEEPING"

Before I start I just want to wish you all a happy holidays. This was quite a traumatizing experience I had when I was young. Anyway get comfortable because this is going to be a very disturbing story. I always tell this story around christmas time to my friends and family and I thought this subreddit would love stuff like this so here It goes. It was christmas of 2008 and I was a pretty young. I still believed in santa at that point so I had the attitude of,"Oh If I stay up maybe I can catch him". God damn my curiousity . This year I was absolutely positive I was going to catch him. I had a ton of caffeine ready so wouldn't fall asleep waiting. At around 12:30 in the morning, I knew my parents were asleep and they were extremely heavy sleepers. I snuck downstairs and to my surprise, my presents were already there! I thought,"Shoot, I missed him". I hung out downstairs for a few hours playing on my ipod touch. This is where it happened. Where I was sitting you could look down a hallway to see a sliding glass door. I don't know how long he was standing there but all I know was when I looked up from my ipod, he was standing right outside, looking at me. "ITS SANTA!" I thought. As I looked closer he didn't seem like the jolly fat old man we all came to love. He was in a bright red suit, but he wasn't fat at all, he was extremely pale and skinny, and he was relatively old, possibly in his 60's. He had bright red cheeks, and what giving a good old creepy smile. He gave me a hand signal to come to the door. I started walking down the hallway, and I started getting a,"This isn't right feeling" mixed in with a,"I HIT THE JACKPOT" feeling too. As I walked he gave me the same look all the down. No lights were on in the hallway and there was a bright light shining on him outside the house. As I opened the door, I said,"Oh my gosh, santa its you!" He started in a high pitch voice,"WHYYY HELLO LITTLE BOY! IT SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! HAVE YOU SEEN THE PRESENTS IVE GIVEN YOU?" I couldnt believe it! I was talking to the REAL saint nick himself. "YEAH I DID! But santa why are you back here?" I looked closer into his eyes and I realised, they were pure black. Nothing but pupil. (Read more...)

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