Spooky Stuff and GlowNigger General

see any weird shit on deployment?
post stories regarding spooks, ayys, the occasional goatfucker, and sketchy pmc dudes

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imagine the smell

know a guy who killed a witch in Afghanistan
pretty spooky story

We had werewolf marines in our platoon

Tell the story faggot, I wanna get spooked

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the one on the right will never sit on your face and lovingly brap for you
why live?

Got glowed by some sketchy fedfags a little over a year ago for little more than simultaneously being uspet at work and interested in old militaristic pieces of cloth, wood, and metal.

To this day still no answers and the fags behind this didn't just get away with it, they're also thriving...

I need a story man

Yes
Bit camp
Every morning there would be a 12 fr long turd in the showers. No one knows who did it
Back from doing field craft there's a huge terd in the toilet bowl we flush it.
It doesn't want to go
It was there for two weeks

Active duty Army stationed at Ft Carson, we had to go out to the Snake River Valley where the Idaho NG has a large training area. This place is the end of the world. Wide open areas covered in volcanic rock with no trees, the "dirt" is this fine powder that kicks up and gets everywhere. No joke, I preferred NTC over this place.
Anyway, our platoon was sent out to play OPFOR against the Nasty Girls for a night mission. We rolled out with like 3 M113s and about 2-3 dismounts per track. We set into a defensive line with about 50-60 meters between our tracks, everyone kinda set into any depression we could find, the dismounts (me) just all stayed on the tracks scanning with our NVGs. The Blue force were going to be steered toward us by the OC's. So the sun goes down and we are waiting. It's a hot summer night and we have all the hatches open and are just scanning and waiting.Me and another guy are standing in the back with the cargo hatch open. I'm bullshiting with the Sgt in the commander hatch and another guy is standing beside me smoking. This thunder storm is rolling in and the wind is picking up a bit. It's one of those storms where you keep getting those flashes of lightning, but no thunder. For that split second everything across the open rolling ground would be lit up, then it would fade.
There is one of these flashes of lightning and as the light fades the other guy standing in back with me says "Ayo...can we close all the hatches? Like right now?"
cont.

>side note
good /x/-Jow Forums movie to check out: "the objective"

Tuna fish and fritos.

It's hot and humid and this guy want's us to button up the track? The Sgt is like "Why?" and the other guy is all nervous and is like "Naw, never mind, y'all wouldn't believe me". Me and the Sgt just look at each other in the dark and are like "No motherfucker, you brought this up, what is it?" He kinda fidgets and says "I saw something, back there" and he points out behind our track. "when the lightning flashed I saw something moving, way out there, it ran behind one of those mounds of lava rocks. It looked like a werewolf, only taller." we just looked at him and we laugh "A fucking werewolf?" I asked. Now he's upset, "well it was fucking something and I know I saw it". So I try to play logical "Maybe it's the Nasty Girls fucking with us." He looks at me "Naw man, this wasn't some dude in BDUs, it was something else. I saw something." Again we aren't buying it and try to laugh him off.
cont?

go on

tell me your spoops, I'll write mine up about some shit I saw hiking near joshua tree NP. I'm not military but military is involved.

Either this is an old story or you're a fucking pog

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Story tiem

Really was a great series.

So I went on a hiking trip with a few buddies in joshua tree NP, and we did our hike across about 12 miles of desert. awesome time, I nearly got killed by a fucking rattlesnake that slithered into my pack, which promptly got beheaded by a buddy with a spade. we had heard from a local at a bar the night we finished at JT that there was some pretty cool spots near the edge of 29 palms for hiking and camping, so instead of spending the last three days driving to nevada to gamble, we went hiking some more. cont.

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Cont

buddy you spend way to much time on Jow Forums unless you're samefagging, I see you in almost every spoop thread, it was the one with the guys who said they were feds but your FOIA request showed you weren't under any type of investigation right? something about your sketchy ass company being worried that you might pursue some wrongful termination type thing?

Seconded.

not a pog, I was Inf, back when 11M was still an MOS.
Anyway, the guy who is freaking out, I just remembered his name, Bonaparte, black dude of Haitian decent, he's getting more worked up and then the radio chirps and it's the platoon sgt saying he can see the BLUEFOR , they are dismounted and walking line abreast towards us, but he doesn't think they can see us. So the winds picking up, I can feel and hear it whipping up, my adrenaline is kicking in because I know we are about to get into contact, and I'm looking in two directions, out in front trying to spot the BLUEFOR and looking out to our six o'clock to see if just maybe? Back and forth, back and forth, Bonaparte sees me and says real quiet "Man, I know what I saw back there." This can't be real, right?
I'm looking out behind us just as there is a flash, and I see it, 6-7 feet tall, humanoid, but not. It's frozen in the flash for that brief instant, then I hear it, someone on BLUEFOR screaming at the top of his lungs "CONTACT FRONT!" The Sgt on the .50 opens up, I have a 60 (yes really, this was 1993) and I add to the noise. The BLUEFOR begins to maneuver and for some reason an OC throws a artty sim at us and kills us. And like that it's over.
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we get to the edge of one of the training areas kinda late in our first day, we kept a few hundred yards off the fence cause we didn't want to get our shit kicked in by angry marines in case they didn't like us on the perimeter, but it was too late to find a new spot to camp. we dug a little fire pit and stuffed some dead limbs from a joshua tree into it and cooked some hamburger meat we had bought earlier that day, ate some great tacos. we had a bit to drink, just bullshitting each other, and I walked off into the dark with my flashlight to take a piss. I usually put my fingers over the light to show just a tiny sliver so that it doesn't kill my night vision, but as I was pissing I swayed side to side, and I noticed every time I flashed my light toward the fence, I got a light back about 4 seconds later. I was a bit creeped out, but I realized it may have been a security camera flashing a light at the fence every time it took a picture, so I didn't think about it. we got up really early the next morning, fucked around a bit, and saw a cliff maybe 4 miles away that looked like the east side was scaleable, so we set off that way. that night is when I got seriously spooked. the cliff wasn't really a cliff, it was just that the incline on the land made the rock formation look a lot taller than it was, so we camped at the foot of it. one of the guys a was with got up to pee, came back saying "something is flashing its light every time I turn mine on, crazy shit".

So the mission is over and the platoon sgt calls for all of us to rally at his track. We start up and roll out to where he is. He says is too damn late and we aren't driving back in, so we drive a klick or two towards the tank trail and park down in the low ground. Platoon sgt says don't worry about any guard, just button up the tracks because of the closing storm and get some sleep. Me and Bonaparte didn't say anything we just hopped up top, got the cargo hatch unlocked and closed it, then got back inside the 113 and we both made sure the combat lock on the troop door in the ramp was locked. I was so freaked I couldn't sleep and I never did tell Bonaparte or that Sgt what I saw. I just laughed it off when they tried to bring it up the next day.

Not a green text but here's a story about soldiers finding giants in Afghanistan. There's other ones if you look.

Love,
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Lol

Now, I don't know if any of y'all know about the amount of UFO sightings around 29 palms, but over the course of our trip we saw some really, really strange shit in the night. UFO's don't really spook me, but me and my friends saw three or four of the cliche "UFO" phenomen, the glowing triangles with bright white lights where no stars should be, the back and forth dot that just kinda hovers side to side and then just up and disappears, but the weirdest one we saw could have been a shooting star that broke up, because there was an insane white streak that flew right over us, lit up the ground, and right before it seemed like it was going to hit the ground it peeled off in a nearly 30 degree turn in an instant. so, my buddy who had seen the light responding to his was a little unnerved. (he is very, very Jow Forums, fucker has a marlin 30-30 with bullets he dipped in holy water and ash to kill skinwalkers) I mentioned that it could have been a security cam, but he said the light only came when he flashed his, and it would repeat his pattern. so me and all my buddies are watching as he does it, proves it, he did two short and one long flash, and the light copied it. we decide to all start flashing our lights randomly, for about 30 seconds just turning lights on and off, setting them to strobe, etc. then about 120 lights come on from the other side of the fence and very, very loud yelling. At first the massive amount of lights was startling, but the yelling coming from no where made me nearly shit my pants. turns out, a marine company was doing exercises following the same path we were, and decided to play a little prank on us. bastards.

Civilian spooky shit ok? I got some OC I'm ready to share

the third night was pretty cool though, we were up top on hill, and could see at least 30 miles in any direction, and saw what looked like some huey and cobra helicopters doing live fire shit really far in the distance. the muffled THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP from the 20mm and tracers was awesome.

The Mad Crapper. Every basic rotation has one. Sounds like you got off light honestly.

Yeah I'm the same guy who got glowed. Still no answers, and now that a year has passed the statutes of limitations for a misdemeanor charge (knowing my luck this is probably what the judge would have gone with since solicitation is a wobbler) has expired.

I'm still in contact with one of the key investors who knows nothing about this, and would definitely dismiss me as crazy outright unless paper evidence of glowing is presented in front of him so there is no hope at all to retrieve answers until the agents stop gangbanging the FOIA secretary so she can ship out my documents.

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I was in one of your original threads, I hope things work out for you buddy. be careful with that shit.

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I was never an OP. Nothing super weird over the last 6 months (before that there was a quadcopter drone in the middle of the night and I came home to my garage door opened one day; interestingly this was about the time they apparently fucked over another ex-employee I never met who left them plenty of bad reviews on glassdoor and similar; they thought it was me) except more sketchy ass slavs than usual are still hanging around my area. I don't think they're new neighbors either considering nobody has moved recently and there's far too many different ones to fit into the same house.

My friend quit a few months back but they're still trying to call her to manipulate her. I've told her she should just cut contact and tell them to fuck off once and for all.

ah well, still, I hope all that works itself out and you don't get glowed on again. The slavs are harmless as long as you don't make eye contact and distract them with pocket vodka(airline size). I would bet your former company is so worried about you because if the IRS came knocking and questioned former employees they might have some problems.

The funny thing about spooky stuff is that the more it's on your mind the more you invite it into your life. Think about ghosts and you start seeing them. If you spot an MIB and they know that you spotted them suddenly they start paying attention to their file on you.

Try not to think about it if you don't want UFOs and little green men in your life.

No spoopy shit /x/ related on my two tours in Iraq but there is a story out there about a squad of guys or something who went missing on Ft.Benning I believe, possibly UFO. You'll have to Google around and find it, it's been years since I read it.

You ever wonder why UFO sightings are so prominent around military bases? It's because we have alot of aircraft flying around, constantly. Helicopters, planes, jets, drones, you name it. Hell, sometimes we even had balloons.

Share away!

They just got a huge investment but from what my friend is telling me they're blowing it on stupid shit like company ski and casino trips while still using the product system as it was when I fucked off. So if anything they should be overjoyed...

She tells me the calls are getting more tense especially since they cannot find anyone to replace either of us who did a majority of the work (it was our project after all). The only reason she knows about this is because they tried to bribe her with it so she would come back and work for the same non-pay. They also lied about how she refused shares that she was never offered to people inside the corp. Remember: she wasn't even a real employee of theirs through some weird negotiation with the university.

>when girls you went to school with appear on Jow Forums of all places

You think glowniggers never used girls at your school in a honeypot?

i'm shocked. i guess there are fuckable girls in oklahoma.

The South is secretly an estrogen ocean. You just have to get them before they start smoking a pack a day and pop out three kids.

>Oklahoma
>The South
You didn't do so hot in geography did you user?

The midwest is our Mexico.

What role do the MIB fill, aside from making people uncomfortable? When do you think they start recruiting for that line of work? ( Not MIB specifically, but dealing dealing with spooky shit in general) Seems like it would take a certain kind of person possessing certain qualities, some of which can’t be taught. I bet there were programs in certain schools to sift through possible candidates, probably in the guise of some “gifted” bullshit...

Neither did you. Also it's historically The South because of the Mason-Dixon Line my dude.

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I would suspect that it's like being a writer or an actor. Either you've got it or you don't. The best ones are the ones who drop out of Julliard etc etc.

I knew kids who went through the gifted program since regardless of whether you were in "gifted" or "normal" you still ended up in the same middle school. As far as I know none of them became glowniggers. At worst they were arrogant cunts with a sense of superiority.

Aight. This happened this most recent August. Second weirdest thing I've ever seen in this state, easily the most unsettling.

>get three days free after doing 24/7 grandpa care for two months
>get two friends to go innamountains with me
>leave Friday night innatruck pulling a trailer with two fourwheelers
>light finally fades about 10PM, mid august in Alaska
>take it easy on speed because big ‘ol diesel
>get to the target highway at about midnight
>pavement ends at mile 21ish
>everything to now has been pretty normal
>couple miles in road turns left with a small pulloff on the right side
>little subaru parked there facing into road
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>there’s someone leaning on the hood watching us as we drive by
>tired by this point, not real concerned
>figure it’s someone waiting for their hunting buddy, it’s caribou season
>keep going

This highway is real rough in the fall. It’s gravel, and the heavy fall rains combined with all the fall time hunting and camping traffic tears it up.

>going 30mph if I’m lucky
>truck, trailer, and teeth all goin daka-daka-daka from washboards
>nice bright full moon, can miss the worst spots
>hit real long straight stretch before trailhead pulloff
>get half mile down straight stretch, about halfway
>lights in rear view mirror
>fucking bright AF lightbar again
>this nigga hauling ass, 50-60mph or more
>one friend is zonked in the back, the other one is spaced out
>point the lightbar car out to him
>he watches them in the side mirror, doesn’t seem too unsettled
>car is maybe 200 feet back when I finally pull into the trailhead
>car catches up 10 seconds later
>slows down to ~5mph going by, obviously checking us out
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>park the truck, watch them drive down the highway for a bit
>let out a deep breath
>look to the left at the other corner of this parking area
>there’s an SUV parked there, NBD

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I wish the same thing worked for getting laid... Or does it?

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This is where it gets way outta whack.

>wake up the other friend, kill the engine, hop out
>instant gut assessment: shit’s fucked, we’re being hunted, time to go
>my response to this novel sensation: hey, there’s something written on that SUV
>shine my flashlight on it
> “MOLOCH” written in the dust on back window since it was parked
>oh fuck what
>friends are stretching legs, one has his AR out – they’re both too quiet
>check out SUV
>engine still warm – parked within a few hours
>only front passenger door is locked
>shoes/sandals and shorts – comfy driving wear – on front seats
>full packs and compound bow in back
>full cooler
>tent
>everything is untouched
>6mo expired youth group sticker on hood, empty coffee hut coffees
>looks like a young couple out to camp
>friends are checking out this SUV
>we’re all at independently reached 10/10 maximum alert
>look around the whole area, nobody is there
>no fresh tracks except in parking area itself
>another pair of cars with LED light bars go by hauling maximum ass
>we keep rifles on em from cover as they go by

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The lady in charge of our g&t program we dubbed by all of us as "little hitler". All of us kids in it fucking hated her because critical thinkers fucking hate being micromanaged. That bitch did teach me how to dust for fingerprints and decrypt cyphers, but she was a self-promoting cunt who was universally hated by everyone in her charge.

>give in to gut feeling, leave
>camp 30 miles away on a different highway
>come back in the morning
>SUV still there, untouched
>still no sign of anybody around
>terrible gut feeling gone
>take the 4-wheelers and go 8 miles back innamountains
>have a good time camping, get bullied by a caribou
>come back in next day
>nobody was out there, great lines of sight and nowhere to hide
>SUV untouched
>food in the back is starting to go off
>get back to town
>call SUV in to troopers
>dispatcher goes yeah that’s sketchy AF, I’ll send someone out
>call back two weeks later to see what came of it
>no record of having ever called it in, but they have every other call I’ve made

Sorry / k /. Some stories don’t have a good ending. I’m convinced we were getting checked out and the only reason they let us be was because we had our AR’s propped up on the seats and very visible. I never have found any explanation for what I saw out there. All I know is that gut feeling I got when I got out of the truck was the spookiest thing I've ever felt, and all three of us felt it independently. There's some fucked up shit going on out there, I'm convinced.

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I'll admit that got me spooked. That last pic is going to keep me up tonight

Fuuuuuuu

I like this story. Gonna keep an AR on me while out & about now.

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Shit kept me up for weeks. Still keeps me up if I think about it too hard. A few months later I had the bright idea to go look it up, and it was the night before a nice full moon. The other two guys don't know what to make of it either. We don't really talk about it.

Moloch is the god of sacrifice right? Fuck I just shivered

Not just sacrifice. Child sacrifice.

Specifically it was a caananite cult of sacrifice of children. Incidentally it is the God that the annual 'mock sacrifice' is for that they do at bohemian grove each year, if you've ever seen a video of that. I have. Wish I hadn't.

ass

Whats the best video ? Im watching alex jones' video now

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They need cock slapped on their pretty feet

As far as I know he's the only nigga to ever get a camera in there for us little peeps

This story was legitimately spooky. Remind me of how Sherlock Holmes says that the unpopulated parts of the country scare him more than the cities. People can get away with a lot of shit when there's nobody around to stop you.

You know it's odd.

I was in the GT program for my entire childhood and I remember absolutely none of it.

old platoon sarge told me about a time after they cleared an area of Hadji he saw a bunch of Chinese marked trucks rolling in probably to secure the Opium/Other shit.

Out there the nearest law enforcement is 3-4 hours out if you're lucky. I think that road has 4-6 permanent residents for the whole 130 miles of it. Plenty of room to go missing out there. Feels good to finally get it off my chest. Hard to tell people about this irl - people look at you like you're crazy.

You said gravel highway? As in official state highways, going through the woods, with residents, unpaved. Fuck kind of highway is that? Do you know what a highway is?

Also it seems like you had all that typed up beforehand. Good story, but that does make you a pretty big faggot

Are you having a stroke, mate?

Denali 'highway' in Alaska. Runs between the Parks and the Richardson, but not through the woods. There's some scant spruce woods on some bits, but the rest is rolling tundra/hills/mountains. We're some broke-ass niggas up here.

I'm a huge fag, you're not wrong. I typed it up in one go before posting because I'm autistic about spacing

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>tfw RIO for F18
>flying over Afghanistan
>watched something red/orange look like it misted up and away from some small shithole village
>then the village looked like it got hit by an airstrike
I know there wasn't one since me and our wingman were the only ones on station but weird still. Dunno what it was

Jews should've killed EVERY one of those fuckers. They had some weird ass creepy shit goin' on in the Promised Land, goyim.

>blood libel
>implying they aren’t part of it

The Jews adopted the worship of Moloch.
That is one reason that God allowed them to be conquered and hauled off into captivity in Babylon.
The Valley of Hinnom is where the idols were erected.
I can't think of anything more evil.
It is being normalized over time as the value of human life continues to dwindle.

This isn't that crazy but I was part of the group that secured the Republican Palace during the Iraq War and was there for several days after we captured it.

Anyways one day we were walking around the building and noticed there was this big wall that was sectioning off part of the compound. We couldn't tell what was on the inside of it so we decided to walk around to the entrance and check it out.

As we get to the gate, out of fucking nowhere this dude wearing a white button up shirt and slacks comes out and starts walking up to us. Like he seriously looked like he was just teleported here from his office cubicle in the US or something. He looked so out of place. He walks up to us and the conversation goes like this:

>What are you doing?
>"Oh, we were just walking around and wanted to check out what was over here."
>I think you should turn around.
>"Yeah, I think we should too."

Such a weird encounter. Never learned what was behind that wall.

So basically the people in the subaru were moloch worshippers looking for more people to sacrifice after kidnapping and killing the people in the abandoned SUV, and the police are in on it/covering it up?

Jesus Christ this is some scary shit. Shit way out in thr backwoods is the stuff that scares me the most.

what state and exact location was this in?

Alaska. This guy is very explicit with the details in his story. Can't you read?

>The funny thing about spooky stuff is that the more it's on your mind the more you invite it into your life.
Meh, I have had periods where I was way too interested in all of this shit and never felt like I met anyone glowing or saw a UFO. Even got through my background checks without any issues, they don't care what you do online unless you're ordering fertilizer or become involved in one of their honey pots.

I missed it.

this is a genuinely scary story. You should have let off a few rounds at their car to really send the message that you are not to be fucked with.

Great writing, unsettling story.

Glad you and your friends have the wherewithal to travel armed. It makes sense being in Alaska and all, but still.

Fair enough. Hope I didn't come off as a prick.

You and a few of your guys from your squad? Were you armed? Give us some more details to your story m8. I'm interested.

Can we please get screencaps of this story?

diy stupid nigger

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probably just a station chief and his team setting up shop and going through all the captured evidence since they still hadnt found saddam remember

did you loot anything good tho? gold forks and spoons? any treasure? dont tell me you came back empty handed from a conquered palace

laser guided bomb? dont the lasers look red/orange on the target for a bit to mark it? maybe one of those man portable laser guided missiles?

Leviticus 18:21 "And thou shalt not let any of thy seed pass through the fire to Molech, neither shalt thou profane the name of thy God: I am the LORD."
Leviticus 20:2: "Again, thou shalt say to the children of Israel, Whosoever he be of the children of Israel, or of the strangers that sojourn in Israel, that giveth any of his seed unto Molech; he shall surely be put to death: the people of the land shall stone him with stones."
Leviticus 20:3: "And I will set my face against that man, and will cut him off from among his people; because he hath given of his seed unto Molech, to defile my sanctuary, and to profane my holy name."
Leviticus 20:4: "And if the people of the land do any ways hide their eyes from the man, when he giveth of his seed unto Molech, and kill him not"
Leviticus 20:5: "Then I will set my face against that man, and against his family, and will cut him off, and all that go a whoring after him, to commit whoredom with Molech, from among their people."

>Oklahoma Sooners Cheerleaders
Would smell like Tuna Fish and Meth

That's the Illuminati. They worship Moloch, generally symbolized by the Owl. Some others worship Ba'al. Others worship Lucifer, who they believe is actually God because he gave man "hidden knowledge". The people, societies, and Occult that secretly rule this world, banking, etc...are all low key Pagan essentially

It's been seven hours. Idaho wolfman got OP. RIP.

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