A Message from Scythemantis

{{note|This was written by Johnathan Wojcik in response to a comment on the version of on creepypasta.com.}}
no no, fuck YOU. I wrote a bunch of these for fun over on my own site out of boredome, they’re not meant to be anything other than a terrible mockery of creepypasta tropes, and submitting them here is nothing other than a mockery of people like yourself who fag up this site and trash poor Phone because your standards are so pretentiously high that you have to complain about this completely free website for archiving a variety of pastas for a variety of purposes and tastes. You and the other crybabies here are the only thing to ever bring down the site’s quality, not any of the stories.
You fucking bitch like SERIOUS BIDNESS when a pasta is too short, too long, too wordy, not wordy enough, too vague, too descriptive, too weird, too generic, and even have the audacity to attempt legitimate critique when, newsflash, none of us fucking care about you. You don’t do us a favor by commenting or even by reading. We writers write for ourselves first, an audience a distant second. We’re not trying to make money off this shit, we’re just having fun. We do YOU a favor by offering any of it for your entertainment. You are nothing. You are our little meaningless peons.
AND WE ARE IN YOUR HOUSE AND WE ARE DEAD.
GOD.
DAMN.
SKULLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAYBE EVEN TWO OF THEM.