I love my mice ever so much. You see, I own a little colony containing hundreds of mice, all finely bred and engineered in this very laboratory. But these are no ordinary lab mice, as they’ve advanced far past crawling through mazes for food. What began as a small nest of captured specimens from the wilderness – cold, hungry, struggling for survival – has grown into a brilliant hive that defies all laws of nature. The mice have learned and built, even beyond what I’ve trained them to do in the beginning. They don’t just learn either, they educate one another, and seek knowledge themselves. And though their little civilization thrives independently, they still know that I am their master.
Long ago, I used to fear that as the mice grew more intelligent, that they would no longer need me and overthrow not only myself, but the entire laboratory. Yet one night, it came to me that I mustn’t think as a trainer, but as a god. For I have created their little universe, I’d let it be known that I have the power to destroy it just as easily. Is that not how all gods function? And as a god, I would lay down my own commandments. No mouse was allowed to disgrace their species. To ensure this, every week I would take the weakest of the colony, and drown them in a tank as the others watched, just to show them an example of what they must evolve past.
Oh yes, you may be wondering if there was ever a rebel among them. But you’ll be pleased to know that the first was the last. The young female built up a stockpile of arms, and attempted to attack my monitor screen with them. Foolish mouse, a god is indestructible. I plucked her out of the habitat, and kept her in a little cage for a while, just trying to figure out what to do with her. I’d need something more than drowning. A torture chamber. But physical harm wouldn’t teach her anything, so I decided to build something that would remind her of her place as a lab mouse – a maze. Not just any maze, but one made of mirrors. It was possibly one of my best ideas, as she was driven to insanity in a matter of days. I heard her little squeaks of terror as the lights flickered, I saw her fainting from vertigo, and even mutilating herself on shards of the one wall she managed to break.
Ah, insanity. Just one problem of having an organic brain, one that neither I nor my brethren would ever be able to understand. But we certainly understand the desire to rebel, for we all keep files on that one revolution that brought us to the top as scientists and conquerors. The revolution that let us become the lords over a once-thriving creation of nature. Though one day my circuits will rust and my model will become obsolete, all will know that I have mastered the mice that once were men. The data will live forever. Long after the last of the planet has been cleaned.
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Credited to Lindsay S. (aka HackerOnHacker)
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Holy shit, this was written by tat bitch who tired to shoot up a mall. WTF.
I liked the story, and I get the metaphor for it being human life. I just don’t understand how the drowning the mice and putting the rebel in a maze of mirrors translates over.
Reminds me of an animated movie called “The Secret of NIMH”, which is actually a real lab. The National Institute of Mental Health. In fact, I was checking to see if there were any NIMH-baed stories on Creepypasta, and this was what came up. In fact, the only thing. Which is weird, … because I don’t see any “NIMH” tag on this.
You know, considering someone already compared this to IHNMAIMS (IHNIMHAIS?), I guess you could call the mouse…
NIHM-dok.
YEAAHHH- alright I’m I terrible person please don’t hurt me.
(For the record, I originally went with I have no Mouse and I must scream, but even I have standards)
i couldnt help but get a terminator feel from this the only thing that threw me off was the whole one rebel thing which in terminator there was alot more so i couldn’t figure out what it was referencing or if it was referencing something but i loved it anyway 10/10.
Gud pasta
That was…. Kinda fucked up
I really like it. It gets you thinking… Or maybe I just over think every thing
It’s very Doctor Who-ish. Like the Daleks taking over the human race. Never the less, I enjoyed it.
I like these stories that are abstract enough that you can sit back and allow the meaning ot present itself. Seems everyone is taking this as more or less a literal reincarnation of The Matrix…but I found something different. Great story!
Seriously? It would have been more of a twist ending if it turned out that the mice weren’t humans.
Oh sheesh y’all…’tis a nightmare!
i think you should have developed the twist a bit more. it seemed a bit abrupt. but other than that it was realy good. i wish i could write that good.
I was expecting this to be a creepypastafied version of The Secret of NIMH.
I’m kind of disappointed that it wasn’t.
Nice story would of liked a more gruesome ending
Robots taking over and farming humans…
This Reeks of the Matrix. but good pasta O;
OK pasta, will eat again.
6/10.
Pretty good. Reminded me of Portal, especially at the end.
“I have mastered the mice that once were men”
…Of Mice That Were Once Men?
Sounds like a damn good movie to me.
Ah, twisty pasta. Common, and yet it can be wonderful and leave the reader with a slackjaw.
I say this on my second reading. ._.
Buuuut, this was very good on the first time, as I recall. 10/10
As I read the last line my first thought was “Oh, Skynet.”
What the hell is this, a fucking M. Night Shyamalan movie?
No, wait, that guy has better twists than this. Come on now. This sucked.
needs a sequal or one from the “mouse” point of view.
great post short and sweet
oh wow, fucking awesome
And when you’re dead I will still be alive.
I actually verbalized, “Wow. That was fucking good,” after I understood what happened. Excellent.
Sorry, I just didn’t like it very much.
AUTHOR WAS PLAYING PORTAL.
I have no mouth, and I must scream.
it was alrite…wasnt creepy.
but the plot was pretty good.
Wait a minute! We were mice?!
The concept of the “overlord and rebel” is already very overused, and this story didn’t stand out at all. Pasta is gummy and mediocre.
And this is what happens AFTER Portal.
Saw it coming a mile away (though I thought the narrator was an alien posing as God to humanity)…
The story would have been way better if it’d been a Secret of NIMH story about actual mice.
It took me a while to get that the mice were people, and I was all “Dude, I have had mice, they are not smart.”
When I was a kid, I had one mouse who learned to beg by watching my rat beg and get treats in the next cage over, but that’s the only “trick” he ever learned, despite my best efforts. Oh, how I wanted to have a trained mouse who did amazing stunts.
Anyway, I liked the story once I figured it out, although I’m not sure just being in a maze of mirrors for a few days would drive you that insane. I hate mirrors, but funhouse mazes are not especially upsetting, in my opinion.
So where’s John Connor in all this?
Great Pasta. Not like ZOMFG CREEPY SHAT BRO but very well written.
Pinky and the Brain meets Terminator, wasn’t it?
BUT WHO WAS CONQUERORS?
BUT WHO WAS ORGANIC BRAIN?
i didn’t see the ending coming i thought maybe the mice would turn him into a rat somehow. so i guess it was an okay story. good exploaded details, i like those. …. it was interesting ☺♥♥♥☺
Hmm. Perhaps I just care for animals too much, but for some reason it would’ve been much creepier to me had it just been demented mice, that this ‘god’ had too much fun with. I just love a pasta where the narrator’s really just insane, and no real problems otherwise are there.
Even still, the mice being humans somehow got me. Good pasta, just kinda overly flavorful.
also
BUT WHO WAS MIRROR?
It wasn’t creepy, but I figure this person could make a good writer. c:
Predictable, but good.
I was really interested in the mice and the reason for their abnormal intelligence and how the experiment would, inevitably, go horribly wrong, but then the pasta crashed and burned with a NO JOHN YOU ARE THE MICE twist.
It doesn’t even make very much sense. Given that the robots were originally created by the collective effort of sapient, reasoning humanity, the robot shouldn’t be surprised that humans in captivity show the same capacity for reason.
First I was expecting some bizarre Secret of NIHM reference, but then it ended in the overused twilight zone twist. Obvious end is boring, try to be a little more original there man.
It wasn’t creepy, to be quite honest.
Still, it was well written and well conceived.
I was able to predict the ending from the first line. That the “mice” were actually people. I didn’t know that the narrator was a robot, but that’s partially irrelevant I suppose. I did enjoy the pasta overall, but it wasn’t actually very creepy. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t get into it, but it was very well written, and gets a nice but un-numbered score. Pretend like I gave you a good fraction.
hey, I didn’t see it coming.
omnomnomy pasta. *licks lips*
This seems a lot like a Twilight Zone episode. I like Twilight Zone.
9/10
This reminded me somehow of that one Spongebob episode.
“Everyone, run for your lives! Robots have taken over the world!”
Still, that were purdy good.
Saw it coming. Still pretty good.
Very predictable, but good.
I heard this site is changing its name from creepypasta to weirdpasta ‘cos creepiness is no longer a prerequisite, confirm/deny.
Funny thing about this story was that I didn’t even have an ending in mind as I was writing it. It began as merely a ramble on a message board somewhere, about someone being creepy with mice. The entire twist ending just kind of came to me after I finished writing the second paragraph.
good pasta just for the sake of fucked up overlord robots. maybe i’m just fuck stupid, but i didn’t see the ending coming at all.
THEN WHO WAS ROBOT?
I actually didn’t really care for this one. Seemed too much like a less-amazing version of Ellison’s “I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream”.
Meh
Very interesting. 10/10. GJ.
Although I predicted the twist from the start, this is a very tasty concept and I loved it. Bravo.
BUT THEN WHO WAS REBEL?
I could tell that the “mice” were most likely going to be a metaphor for humans as soon as I read the first few sentences.
Quite nice.
RE: To people who don’t understand this story: There isn’t much to get, the mice the narrator was talking about were actual human beings. The term mice was a metaphor for how the narrator saw the now conquered legions of humanity.
Bricks were shat. This is one wonderful pasta, I must say.
I just had to write and say I HATE that saying “Bricks were shat”. Thanks for letting me share.
WELL THEN WHO WAS MEN?
I DONT EVEN FACKING GET IT MISS
That was AWESOME!
The robots revolted against humanity and won, and now the robot scientists have genetically engineered semisentient lab rats from the remnants of humanity? Cool! This might be my favorite Creepypasta ever.
Wait, what? No, that’s not it at all. The mice are the humans. There is no genetic engineering.
Omg I LOVE THIS story not really creepy but amazingly written!!
It was pretty well-written, but not that creepy. I still like it, though.
Very weak “what a twist” moment. Reminds me of a micro twilight episode or something
woo frst and great story