Disemboweled Manifestation

= The Disemboweled Manifestation =

My Experience
As an avid Roblox player, I started to get into something called "Roblox Mythology" which is typically comprised of a poorly written, and yet highly intresting Roblox Creepypastas and whatnot, and as I dove deeper and deeper into the fandom, I happened across a truly disturbing and grizzly sight. It was an image from 4CHAN which was known only as "PuterSnake", the image displays a man with his innards ripped out and strewn across his gaming setup. It was downright the most disturbing thing I would ever see, and me being ten sure as hell wasn't doing me any favors. I had no context of the image beyond what text had come along with the post.

"The image pictured here is that of Zachary Terntzi, a 23 year old unpopular Roblox youtuber, He had allegedly bullied a mentally unstable kid named Anthony in Arsenal, who just so happened to live in the same neighborhood as Zach, after Zach's information being leaked online, Anthony had payed his house a visit, and tortured Zachary, who eventually bled to death, and now he allegedly haunts the game every april fools that's on a Friday"

Fast forward 3 years and, while still traumatised, had for the most part gotten over the whole incident, that was until one faithful March 31st, 2022...

March 31st: The Plan
I was sitting at my computer playing whatever games I could find on my reccomended page, along with my group of friends, which had lived in the same apartment building as I did, we made edgy jokes and trolled little kids in these Adopt and Raise clone games, and while I'm not sure how, during our little trolling session we started to talk about roblox mythology, things like Guest 666, John Doe, among other Creepypastas that would get a quick scare out of little kids whose moms won't let them watch horror movies, it was all fun and games until one of my friends (Who we'll call Mack) mentioned the myth "PuterSnake"

The discord call fell eerily silent, and one of my other friends (Named "Samantha", who you'll find to be quite squeamish) asked with a stutter, "W-What's that?", To which Mack cackled, and jested, "You think you're brave enough to hear the tale of PuterSnake?" and while samantha was hesitant at first, her friends which she had over had pressured her into hearing the story, and as Mack began describing the story in gruesome detail, you could audibly hear Samantha recoil, much to the enjoyment of her "friends"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          As for me, I couldn't help but picture the grotesque visage in my head, it was as if I was there, reliving that moment all over again, I gulped and shuddered, and then, whilst Mack was explaining the Tale, another friend of mine (Peter) had suggested, "Hey, April Fools is coming up on a friday this year... What if we payed that arsenal game a visit"

Even Mack was hesitant to this idea, but being the Macho Edgelord he was, he endured and said "Sure, sounds like a fun time to me" and with Mack basically being the leader of our friend group, we felt as if we had no choice but to follow along, Samantha especially sounded worried, but chose not to voice her concerns.

April Fools 2022
At 2PM we all joined Arsenal to play a few rounds, and hopefully come across at least something out of the ordinary. And just as Mack expected nothing was happening, and the girls were pointing out the most mundane things possible, trying to make them seem paranormal, so as to get themselves creeped out. However, Mack, Peter, and I were all underwhelmed, with peter at one point stating, "If it weren't for these bastards I might actually occasionally get grades beyond a C" to which we all laughed at, however, the laughter was short lived as Samantha pointed out a groteque looking, mangled body, which managed to get a squeal out of the other girls, and evoked curiousity within our teenage minds, while Mack looked at the body, Peter just stated "It's probably a new update, with it being April fools and whatnot" Mack stoped crouching over the body and gave a interjection of agreement.

We continued playing the game for a few, me and the girls were constantly getting pwn'd as Peter and Mack frequently played shooter games, we then kept on playing the game, and after about an hour and a half's worth of rounds in which nothing happened, even the girls got bored, and at this point mack had said "It's been fun dudes, but I gotta hop off here in a bit" but in the round after he said that, a map which they had never seen before had loaded, "Silent Dunes Rainforest" this had to have been their worst nightmare, as none of them were ever familiarized with this map, they had never even heard it's name be spoken within the Arsenal Fandom.

However, what may have been worse was how expansive, and well, silent the forest covered in a thick blanket of fog was. Not even gunfire could be heard ringing out through the entire map, we all wandered aimlessly throughout the vast virtual rainforest, that was until we heard Peter speak up in the discord call, he spoke in a higher, more ecstatic pitch "Y'all gotta check this out" he says. We walk over to his location, and, lo and behold, we found a river which ran red! I was genuinley kinda scared at this sight, as it could confirm the legends to be true, but that is what made it so exciting and awesome, at least in my eyes. Peter stopped staring at the river to point out, "Hey, I think I see another player across the lake"                                                                                                              What Peter was seeing was the foggy silhouette of an abnormally tall man holding a tommy gun, this caused Mack to stop what he was doing, and perk his head up to the figure, Mack being Mack, and seeing the threatening figure slowly approach, as if challenging him, Mack rushed to a bridge that crossed the river, and shouted through the Roblox VC

"Oy cunt, wanna see what a real rifle looks like?"

he began to repeatedly shoot the ominous figure, but as his clip ran out of ammo, he quickly realised he wasn't dealing with anything normal, he ceased fire for a moment to reload, and as he was doing so, the figure unveiled itself.

It was a tall, lanky man with heavily disfigured skin, and, most noticeable of all, no abdomen...                                                                                                                   Peter and I grew unnerved, and Mack was retreating after watching the thing grow ever closer, and this was apperently such a terrible experience for samantha that she had tried to leave the game, and honestly, I was about to do the same thing.

Well... That was until Samantha said something that shook us all to the core                                                                                                                                                               "What's happening, why can't I turn off my computer, WHY CAN'T I LEAVE?"

Night-time
Peter was actually shaken up after this, and Mack, trying to lighten up the mood said "Fuck this shit im out", but if you listened to his voice, you could tell he was just as uncomfortable as the rest of us. We all just sat in silence, waiting for something to happen, Mack had gotten out of his seat to leave his room, as he approaches the door we can hear him trying the doorknob, with the lock preventing it from opening.

Defeated, Mack returns to his computer, waiting for what may happen next, and immeadiatley after Mack returns to his seat, the creature begins charging at him from across the bridge, this startles Mack, Peter, and I, so we knew what we had to do... we had to run, however, even this wasn't fast enough for some of us. Mack suddenly began to experience a terrible amount of lag, with the abomination quickly cathing up to him, until finally, it caught him.

all in unison, our computers froze up, as our games came on to the verge of crashing, an ear peircing screech could be heard in the background, and then... nothing, a blue screen of death appeared on my monitor for a fraction of a second, and my computer crashed. After this I just sit at my chair, trying to make sense of what had happened, when all of a sudden my computer just instantly boots back up, there was no sign in required or anything, while this was most definitley strange, what was most strange was that the only app which showed up on my screen was roblox, and discord, I searched around my computer to see if there was literally anything else to play, but nothing popped up exept one TXT file which when opened displayed only three words, "Resistance is Futile", as a level headed, down to earth guy, Big Spooky Ghosts would probably be the last thing to come to mind in situations such as these, but seeing this, I was now almost certain I was dealing with paranormal forces.

I tried to get off my chair to see if there was some way to escape this nightmare, but it felt as if something was pinning me down to that chair, and without me noticing, my eyes drifted towards my screen, and my mouse began to move all on its own, it opened up roblox and immediatley went directly to the arsenal server I was in, after all this happening, I knew I had no choice but to play. My friends all asked where I had been, and they told me about what happened to Mack, apperently that thing tore his avatar apart, then suddenly dissapeared, and now he's frozen in place at spawn, and of course, when I exchange my story, Peter scoffs and says, "Come on now man, you really expect us to beileve all that."

After those words left his mouth, I was fuming, we just went through a whole magnitude of absolutley unbeileveable shit, and this asshole has the audacity to call my side of the story fake? But I digress. As we make our way back to spawn, Mack says something that caught us off guard, "Hey, did it just like, get really dark for everybody"                                            "What do you mean", Peter asked. "Yeah, uh, its like... all the lights are out, and there's no sun outside" Mack responded, and while peter was highly skeptical, me and the girls knew better than to assume that Mack's story was fake. And so, after a few minutes of bickering between the two, we finally found spawn, we inspected Mack's avatar, and the situation he was in, that's when mack said "Eugh, I just touched something wet on my desk"                                                                                                 Peter inhaled as he tried to think of a witty quip to respond to Mack's statement, but he was interrupted as through Mack's microphone, the distinct sound of metal buckling and glass shattering could be heard, which was accompanied by Mack screaming and shouting, "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THA-"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              ... "Macknchez has Disconnected"

We all just sat at our computers in silence, Samantha was clearly on the verge of tears, as Peter quietly stuttered "N-Nice one... Mack" he had tried to remain willfully ignorant, but deep down, you could tell he knew that this was no longer a mere April Fools prank, and with one of my best friends having just died right before me, I wasn't quite sure how to act, I wanted to run away, but just couldn't, I didn't begin to cry like I would expect to after losing my dear friend, all that I was able to express in that moment was a low, frightened wimper.

The silence was suddenly broken when all of a sudden, all of the girls screamed, "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE"                                                                                                                    Peter tried to get the girls to quiet down, but they weren't listenining, as there seemed to be a struggle happening in the background, the sounds of flesh tearing and being devoured could be heard through all the screaming and objects being thrown, peter actually began to flip out from all the distress and confusion, and with that, he too began screaming.

I quickly went to look at the screens in the discord call, as Peter was the only one with his camera on, I was morbidly curious as to what was happening, I waited for the screaming to stop so I could finally speak with him, I was cringing at hearing the flesh being torn, I could almost see what was happening, and I didn't like it, thats for sure. After what felt like ages, the screaming finally subsided, with discord notifiying me that, "Sammi6 has Disconected", I looked back at Peter's screen, The first thing I noticed was how dark his room was, despite it being 4 PM, and he was now just hyperventilating. I tried to plan out an escape with him, but he seemed completley zoned out, I tried to get his attention, but after yelling his name several times he did only one thing...

He walked up to a corner in his room and put his ear on it, as if listening carefully for something                                                                                                                     "It's in the walls", he stated, with his eyes wide open                                                                                                                                                                                                    "Peter, what in god's name are you talking about?" I asked, Peter had responded by looking straight into the camera, and whipping out a switchblade which he had in his drawer, he raised the blade up to his throat, however, before he could do anything, a dark mass of something erupted from his ceiling, ripping the balde out of his hands, tightening around his limbs, and trying to rip him apart piece by piece...                                                                                    I must ahve been so shocked by what I was seeing, because apparently I fainted right there on that very chair.

I woke up to a dark room with some sounds distantly in the background, in my state it took me a while to distinguish what I was hearing, as I had just woken up, and I didn't have my headphones on. But after listening more carefully it was almost clear as day, it was the sound of Peter screaming, accompanied by a very familiar tune. I listened a bit more closely, so as to distinguish what exactly I was hearing

"Is that Zach's outro theme for his arsenal videos" I thought to myself, still being dazed and drowsy, I turn my computer monitor on, only to be greeted by a truly horrifying sight. I looked at the screen in pure fear, as I stared at the decapitated head of Peter, with his eyes gouged out, and multible lumps of flesh and even bone being missing, and sewn onto his face were two tape records, both constantly rewinding.

In that moment I knew that even though the odds were against me, even though I would probably suffer the same terrible fate as the rest, there was only one thing to do...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I had to run as fast my little stubby 13 year old legs could carry me, I had to hide in whatever place I could hide in, that would suffice in staying away from whatever the fuck took all my friends. And so I did, but, something happened, as I ran through a long hallway which I couldn't recall ever existing, I happen across a door at the end of the hallway, I rush to open it, only to come across... my room. However, it was clearly altered in some way, for one, it never had two doors, and also there seemed to be an awful lot of holes scattered around my room, all with some mystery goo or something slowly dripping out of them, I made the mistake of slowing down to observe what exactly was happening in that room, with a quick jog, I hop on my bunk bed to look at one of the holes, I knew I shouldn't, but something about it was drawing me closer, but then I snap out of it as I catch A whiff of something, something awful, I look to the door I just came out of in anticipation, when a clump of crimson meat bursted throught the door, poorly trying to imitate a cluster of human hands.

You know that rotten, yet sickeningly sweet/fruity smell that eminates from human corpses, well i'm fairly certain that whatever horrid mix of chemicals was eminating from that clump alone is a full magnitude worse than whatever that would smell like, it was enough to drive a man mad within a few seconds, it was so bad you could taste it.

So in that moment of disgust, I continued down the hallway of other rooms, I did know that it was highly likely that this was some otherworldly dreamscape controlled by him, but I couldn't care less, or rather I was too scared to even be able think about it. And as I ran through door after door, I just kenw he was cathing up, the putrid smell, the numerous wet footfalls coming from the beings general direction, and the looming sense of dread which only grew clsoer every second.

But thats when I found a new door on the side of the hallway, and me being in a hurry, decided to quickly pry the heavy door open, and run inside the room. Inside the room all the lights were turned off, and I was only able to rely on my sense of smell to get an Idea of where I was, the room smelled of rotten eggs, and rust stains, I stumbled around the room looking for the light, when I felt something go squish, I was going to lean down to smell it, but knowing where I was, I decided against it, but then I quicly got reminded of the situation I was in when I heard the footfalls approaching the door, so I decided to find a good place to hide, which was behind some bags I found, they too felt squishy, and smelled of corpses, but it was miles better than confronting that... thing.

However, As I sit in that coner waiting for the arrival of the creature, I suddenly smell it again, but this time... much closer, I look up and I see it, a dark mass of sludge that stand out against the walls of the room, startled, I leap up and kick over the bags, this triggers the lights and makes them flicker to life, Illuminating the corpses of my friends, along with a hitlist of sorts that contained all of my friends and family, and included me. I scream in abject horror as the mass manifests as a clump of human body parts, with a familiar body at the center, it is Zachary's mutilated body, gritting what remains of his bowels between rotting and jagged teeth, beyond that, the creature had close to zero human qualites.

It pins me against the wall with an abnormal amount of strengh, for something made of shredded human meat, but, I somehow manage to free one of my arms, and I grab a pipe wrench from a nearby workbench, I beat the creature over the head and arms with the wrench, each hit molding it into something less and less human. I give one final bash against the only arm holding me against the wall, causing it to fall off and disentigrate on the floor. I ran past the creature and back towards my original room, A black oily substance flooded the hallway so as to try and slow me down, but I continued onward until eventually I finally happened upon my original room, which has a window.

As I ran into my room, the creature followed suit, and practically busted down the wall, and from across the room the abomination lunged at me, I however had managed to leap from the 2 foot deep pool of crude oil, and towards my computer, which I began to smash with the wrench, And the creature fell towards the window, shattering it, and after destroying my computer, the creature lost it's form and the oil began to drain. I climb on top of my bunk bed to look down at the creature, which is teetering off the edge of my window, leading directly into the abyss, and with a quick throw of the wrech, I knock the pile of flesh off my windowsill, and cause the creature to plunge into the infinite depths.

After going through this whole ordeal, I suddenly began to feel drowsy again, as the whole world around me dissolved, and after a few moments, I finally collapsed onto the nonexistant floor, and fell unconscious

The Aftermath
After going though this whole ordeal, I woke up on the ground, I woke up to the sound of emergency sirens screeching outside our apartment building, A police officer rushes into my room, judging by what he is wearing, I could make the assumption that he had a fair amount of experience as an officer, and yet his face was quite pale, he looked as though he had seen something that had repulsed him, and I was right there with him. He escorted me out of the building and to the "Backyard" area of the apartment, where my family was, I gleefully rushed towards them, happy to see that they were still alive, as I embraced them, I couldn't help but notice the parents of all my friends soemwhere over the fence, crying as the officers showed them the pictures of what I presume to be the remains of my friends.

I don't even know what to take away from this, lfie has been hell here lately, and I still weep every day for those that I have lost, but here's a quick tip for anybody who plans on playing arsenal on april fools day in the next 11 years, don't, you never know what may happen, and if you poek the beast for long enough, it will come for you too...