Always (varying degrees of) weird to find stuff or people from the Internet IRL. Like imagine just being out and about your day and you see Chris Chan or some shit. I know on a logical level Chris exists, but there's still the disconnect of them being a Internet thing rather then a real interactable item in your life until that gets shattered.
Greentext
This is a place to share greentexts and witness the confounding life of Anon. If you're new to the Greentext community, think of it as a sort of zoo with Anon as the main attraction.
Be warned:
- Anon is often crazy.
- Anon is often depressed.
- Anon frequently shares thoughts that are immature, offensive, or incomprehensible.
If you find yourself getting angry (or god forbid, agreeing) with something Anon has said, you might be doing it wrong.
This is why I avoid going outside.
God, I wish this was true
get OUT
Hah! They can try
"The backrooms"? Are they talking about that porn with the black couch?
It's a video game about creepy places and monsters. I tried the first level (what the image is about) but I couldn't quite get into it.
Its basically an internet urban legend. The game was made in response to the urban legend. Its a place in between reality where you're just stuck in an endless office complex with that photo's lighting carpet and wallpapering, you can hear the fluorescent lighting and smell the slight mildew, but otherwise you're alone, except you feel like you arent
It's a great concept and I wish it has a more mature community behind it. Similar to scp, it's getting a tad to close to The Enders series for my liking.