PAYDAY Creepypasta?

[FadedGogeta]

Give me a summary of what a PAYDAY Creepypasta might look like. My concept would be guards with real bullet wounds and Bain saying creepy things.

[RhiaRhiRhi]

One tiem, there was a crew who went to rob the bank. This was my crew. We were stealthing thru the map when suddenly, an option came up on the screen. "Press F to Interact", it said. There woz nothing around me that could be interacted with.

I hesitated. This was wierd. Aware of my surroundings, I pressed the F key. The screen went pitch black. Everything was silent.

And then I herd the screams. The voices of hundreds of dying SWAT members came thru my headset. I paniked and jumpd away from my screen. Then a picture slowly started to fade onto the screen. It wos a picture of a dismembared blu SWAT head. There was hyper realistic blood everywhere and his visor seemd to be staring deep into my soul.

you're next. I could hear in my head. There was no way this could be hapening. There was no

[=T$E= TheGamingLennom]

My concept? HYPER REALISTIC BLOOD EVERYWHERE!

[Snailmaiden]

There Once Was a Payday 2 Crew that drilled into a bank vault but when they opened it THERE WAS NO MONEY AAHHHHHHH

[Pygmyowl]

Cops/guards having a "Bring your kid to work" day.

[Ћ Abomination Jones]

THIS ONE TIME I FOUND PAYDAY 2 AT A YARD SALE BUT IT WAS A WORN COPY SO I SWEAR IT SAID 'PAYDIE 2' AND WHEN I OPENED IT IT WAS UNMARKED AND A NOTE WAS TAPED TO THE INSIDE AND IT WAS WRITTEN BY THE PREVIOUS OWNER WHO SOLD ME IT BUT HAD -ACTUALLY DIED-?

I TURNED THE GAME ON AND COULDNT TURN IT OFF. BAIN TOLD ME WEIRD THINGS AND HIS VOICE BECAME MORE AND MORE STATIC AND BLOOD LEAKED OUT OF MY GUNS AND MASKS

I SHOT A COP AND HYPER-REALISTIC BLOOD FLEW EVERYWHERE A CLOAKER DROPKICKED ME THROUGH MY TV. IM NOW DEAD.

That about cover it?

[Tundra - タンドラ]

WE WERE PLAYING GO BANK AND THE PHONE RANG AND I PICKED IT UP AND A SKELETON POPPED OUT.

THEN WHO WAS PHONE???? :O

[$$$$$$$$$$$]

I SAW A DOGE WITH A KNIFE WITH DA DRILL. I PISSED MY PANTS

[bigbeanman]

I was playin and then suddenly a giant cop flew out of nowhere and my ai teammates shot it, grabbed loot, and were capable of playing well.

TL;DR The ai actually worked.

[Seth]

One day on rats day 1, my crew was upstairs guarding the meth lab. I hear the Bulldozer speech in my headset. "No biggie" I thought. My crew were all enforcers armed with shotguns so this bulldozer would be down in seconds. All of the sudden though the door to my bedroom door flew open. When I turned around to look to see who was there, I saw a skulldozer. The skulldozer said "♥♥♥♥ just got real" and charged me. It proceded to shoot me at point-blank with its LMG. Hyper realistic blood went all over my room. I was somehow still alive, so I spent my last minutes alive writing this summerary instead of calling 911 or some ♥♥♥♥. I feel like I am about to die any minu....

[Seth]

Originally posted by Steven:

I was playin and then suddenly a giant cop flew out of nowhere and my ai teammates shot it, grabbed loot, and were capable of playing well.

TL;DR The ai actually worked.

2spooky

[CONTROLLER ONLY MAN]

If Bain says anything the colonel from MGS2 said at the end of the game, that'll be creepy.

[CONTROLLER ONLY MAN]

I NEED SCISSORS! 61!

[Tank Magnet]

Behold. The result of a Bored person at work with loads of free time and a phone with steam access... I present to you...

Dallas' Nightmare

It was a Bank Heist like any other... The guns were cleaned, the clips loaded, the Equipment ready...

Yet from the very beginning it felt wrong. He couldn't explain it, but Dallas felt that something was off about this one. He couldn't place it, but it felt wrong... Like he was being watched.

Shrugging it off as nerves, he set out upon his task, as the others spread out to perform their respective duties. Hoxton taking a Vantage point to spot guards, Chains setting up near a well travelled area of the building, watchful for guards and civilians. Wolf was standing by in the van, Armored up and ready with extra gear for the crew if things went south.

Dallas had the simple job of disabling the security cameras, by the easiest method of course, elimination of the man controlling them. He found the manager, tied him up and hid him out of sight, taking the opportunity to "appropriate" his Keycard.

The whole time he felt wrong, and he just couldn't shake the feeling. Unnerved by his unusual apprehension, he approached the security room, opening it with the Keycard, as he had done dozens of times before, expecting to see the usual GenSec monkey hard at work being lazy, he was instead greeted with an empty room. The security Cameraman was nowhere to be seen.

Instantly suspicious, Dallas slowly crawled into the room, being careful to check every surface inside. As he reached the center of the room, however; the lights instantly went out and the door slammed itself shut. The monitors went dark, plunging him into pitch Blackness, save for a tiny crack of light streaming out from under the door frame. Staying calm, he was a Professional after all, he turned around to try and get the door open. It was wedged shut, and it felt like something was in the way on the other side.

As he was attempting to open the door, the monitors came back to life, however all they showed was blackness. Frowning, Dallas approached the monitors, only for a message to appear upon them all. A message that chilled Dallas to his Very core.

I Have You.

Dallas began slamming his fist against the door, hoping to lure someone over to open the door, but after several minutes with no progress, he turned back to the monitors. The message was still there, but there was more to it now.

I Have You. Everyone Else Is Dead. You Are Mine.

"The Hell is going on here...", muttered Dallas, as he tried everything he could think of to get the door open. Lockpicks, Bullets, not even some shaped charges were making any visible impact on the now sealed security door. "Whoever you are, this isn't funny! Let me the hell out!", Dallas screamed, at nothing in particular. Suddenly he heard, seemingly from directly behind him no matter which way he faced, in a deeply distorted voice that sounded like a Cloaker if it's mouth were ripped clean off.

"I... Have... You... There is... No Escape... You... Are... Mine..."

Spinning around again, quickly, Dallas had time to only get a glimpse of the speaker, a Cloaker, Nightvision Active, face barely illuminated by the computer monitors, missing the lower half of its jaw, and with large, visceral chunks of flesh dangling by threads of skin along the entirety of its face. In one swift motion, it covered Dallas' Head with a Large Sack, and began suffocating him. The last thing he heard before losing consciousness was a simple phrase, uttered in the bone-jarringly guttural tone of this nightmarish Cloaker.

"Back... To The... Forums... For You... You Will... Be Mine... Forever..."

Dallas woke in the back of the Van, en route to the Bank like before. He was shaken, but thought to himself, was it all just a dream? The Van pulled to a stop, and the rest of the gang piled out through the side of the Van. Opening the rear doors and stepping outside, Dallas screamed as he realized he had stepped out into the Security room again, as the door slammed shut behind him, plunging him into darkness with a simple message on the monitors.

You... Are... Mine... Forever...

[Brovah]

On tiem I went 2 de benk 2 rob it, butt I hed no driel so I hed 2 us a sp00n.

[Suguri]

one tiem i went 2 rab da bankz and just as we where one tiem i went 2 rab da bankz and just as we where about 2 put da last bank into car, 1 of the robbers made bag of monoies drop down from skies
we starteed panacking and shot the guards and tey bled monies 2
teh end tru story

Are we typing like ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ here on purpose? Is that how creepypasta works? Am I doing it right?