Rule #86
There are certain rules in this world that we must abide by. We don’t always agree with them, and they rarely agree with us, but if we are to survive to see tomorrow, we need to place our personal feelings aside and just accept things for what they are.
Take rule #86, for instance.
Rule #86 states that every time someone speaks your name, it creates a duplicate of you.
Consider that.
Every time your parents ever scolded you using your full name, they’ve given birth to another you. Every time someone at the doctor’s office told you the doctor could see you now, somewhere in the world, another. Every time a lover cried it out in a fit of passion… another.
Think about that. Think about this thing you take for granted. This beautiful gift given to you by your ancestors and forefathers. Your name.
Imagine living in a world where your name was a curse instead of a gift.
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out.”
You people are so funny.
For us, your name wears *you* out. It hunts you down. It fights for survival. Tries to steal your life to save its own. After all, who is the real you when you all bear the same name?
But then… those are the rules. Just one more in an endless stream of governing laws that warp and disrupt and diminish our world, little by little, piece by piece, one name at a time.
I just wanted you to think about that. Remember it every time you sign a check. When you introduce yourself. When you gift your newborn child.
Remember rule #86, and remember that we are watching you, and we are waiting.
Every world has rules. You test the boundaries of yours every day. Someday you will find a way to break those rules, and in doing so, you will let us in.
And then you will have to learn the rules all over again.
See you soon.
Signed,
X
Wow. These pastas always make me think. Just imagine. Good concept. I liked it.
I remember rule 34.
I don’t like this one, the rule doesn’t really make any sense and is pointless.
I have a fairly common chinese name, I’m pretty sure I have at least 100 million clones.
That’s why I use false names on checks. Too bad the police officers don’t understand.
Wow.
Lame.
I have to say i really didnt like this creepy pasta. It just seemed…Boring? And stupid? But thats just me. I mean thats stuff everyone uses. Hourly too. So its like “OMGS!!! SOMEONE IN ANOTHER WORLDS CLONING ME LIKE EVERYTIME I SAY SOMTHING RELATED TO MY NAME!!???” Lamee.
Meh. Maybe if it was something like, everytime someone uses your FULL name, first middle last and junior or senior or whatever, then it could work. But it’s impossible to suspend our disbelief enough to be creeped out if a clone is created EVERY time someone uses just a part of our name. It’s silly.
I probably have about a million clones too…I cry my own name out in bed. :-p
Who the HELL screams out their lover’s full name during sex? xD
@ #10
Your mother did with me last night.
This wasn’t really all that creepy to me (maybe I’m getting immune to the creepiness…?), but it definitely was interesting…..
@Anon… WTF does Rule 34 have to do with it???
Nice story kind of crazy but loved it
This must be some of the worst creepypasta I’ve read. It doesn’t make any sense. RAAGE
This really isn’t different, in essence, from a number I’ve seen. It got kind of hackneyed near the end. If I had a dollar for every pasta that said “we are watching” or “we are waiting”, I’d have a helluva lot of money.
Probably. Once I was old enough to get in trouble and have my mom use my full name, my niece was born. My sister-in-law insisted on giving her the same name as mine, so we have the same full name.
She is clone.
Ok, this was a great pasta, but come on, I could not stop laughing. The rules, come on.
Still, good pasta, I like the idea that the name tries to take your life.
Mehhhh. Good concept, but was boring in the end. It seemed like you tried to throw in bits of other creepy pastas (We’re watching, you’ll let us in, we’re waiting, etc.) It didn’t seem…exciting.
THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
Wouldn’t that mean that the world would be completely full in about 10 seconds?
My life is governed by rule 34
that was…..odd |:
I’m pretty sure I didn’t like it though…I’m sure I would have run into my own doppelganger by now and have fought it to the death. Nice concept, poor execution
The Changer of Ways questions why the cliched third party was added to the story.
Bring it motherfuckers. We’ll play like it’s Highlander.
“THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!!!”
So that’s why my parents call me Jay when I was christened Jonathan. I knew there had to be a reason.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘YOU PEOPLE’!??!?!
@ 2: Lol, so do I.
I enjoyed this. It’s not too scary, but just enough to creep you out.
what’s with these ‘or else’ endings?
I didn’t so much like the rule itself so much as I liked the concept of being universal laws, made me wonder about what they could be, who put them in place, etc.
….would it convert back to rule 34 if your clone-self raeped you?
Wow this sucked huge dicks.
All the better that no one has EVER known my name! >:^y
THEN WHO WAS NAME????
I find that hard to believe >:|
This creepypasta is missing the part where it explains why having duplicates is so bad. So what if a duplicate is created every time someone says my name? Are they in constant pain and misery as soon as they are born? Are they born with an intense lust for blood? No.
I think if the author remembered he was writing a creepypasta, and not a crazed hobo begging for change on a street corner, this story would be better.
My name cannot be pronounced by any tongue of this world. Feast upon it, doppelgangers. Alien phonetics surpass your rule.
Reminds me of the way native americans gave their kids a “real” name and a fake/everyday one.
Also reminds me of the meme where the first two rules are obvious steps, then number three is “????” and the fourth is “PROFIT!”
Bland.
Needs moar creepy… and salt.
X3 wow
and to think all my nicknames were pointless
Now they shall all protect me =D
But THEN WHO WAS EIGHTY SIX?
Euhm, no.
Didn’t like this one.
There’s so many Bloody people Watching me I feel like I’m on Big Brother – the worst show ever created.
Love it!
I REALLY hated this one, and not because of some horrible ending or bland uninteresting beginning. This pasta just sucked all aroud. First off, there have to be MILLION of people who have the same name as I do, and even more if you count those who have my middle and last name somewhere in their name. And what about the little sr. mark at the end? I can’t be the only “third” out there. How does this “unknown force” know who to clone? The concept of universal laws like buttered bread will only land buttered side down or whenever you completely submerse yourself in your bathtub, the phone rings. But you need to pick a better one than this. Hell, you don’t even have to change it, you can say that everytime it’s said by a close relative or friend out of anger. That would be a helluva lot better than this. And besides, I think I already went over how bad generalizations are in these type of stories. You need more specifics if you’re going to have a successful pasta. Here’s an example, which seems scarier: “The ghost was summoned in the shape of an animal. The type of animal it was has been unknown for over 500 years because this ghost will transfer from species to species in order to live long enough to see the end of time, which is its only escape. This ghost knows that possesing a human body will accomplish this goal easier, but who would it choose?” Or “The ghost was then summoned into the form of a Raven. And for 500 years, it has roamed the Earth looking for a human host to steal in order to benefit the luxuries of the real world. The soul is discarded, and left to suffer eternity in the body of the raven with its only hope being to take over the body of another. It isn’t known how these souls react when in a new body, but remember the next time you see a raven how your relatives act when doing normal everyday activities, because it only looks like amnesia…provided you weren’t the one the raven picked of cource.”?
@ #30,
i lol’d hard XD
@#45
Suffice to say, what you wrote sucked as well.
I don’t really like this one.
Because if we all had clones that hunted us down, wouldn’t everyone be dead? Especially with how much people call you by your name.
/r/ rule 34 on rule 86
HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS IS THE WORST FUCKING CREEPYPASTA I HAVE EVER READ!!!!
Sorry, but that was so bad that it warranted Caps Lock.
I can’t believe nobody has realized that this is supposed to be written by someone in an alternate universe. He refers to us as “you people” and specifically says “for US, your name wears *you* out”. Also, at the end, he mentions different worlds having different rules.
@47
Good. Because I wasn’t going for the “awesomeness story of the year” effect. I was giving an example. Note the word “example” before I gave the example? Yeah, that’s what makes it an example, not a story.
Also, I hate pastas which put the writer as some sort of higher being who is condescending to humans.
That was terrible.
That was good but then,
WHO WAS HAVE A MERRY CHRISTAMAS
Terrible
GraveOne, rule 34 applies to this (including everything else)
I liked it :3 and yeah you guys have a point.. I think it should be like when someone says your FULL name.
This, I’m afraid, is lameness itself. Some days I do not envy you, Phone. Now Rule 34, that’s where the horror’s at.
@Tzeentch: Why hello thar, Changer of Ways. What mind-flaying machinations have you been conducting?
THEN WHO WAS THEY!!?!?!
Three words as the de facto counter to this: Great Old Ones. LOL CTHULHU, PRONOUNCED IN ALIEN TONGUE SRRY. Shitty pasta though. Makes me want to bash my head into a monolith or cry in my sunken city. Peace, see you guys when I awaken from my slumber and devour every and anything you hold dear.
Wow! This is amazing. I keep reading it over and over again.
What are the other rules? Where can I find them?
@ 61
You liked it? Are you mentally sane?
Are you mentally insane, 61?
BUT WHO WAS X?
I thought rule 86 had something to do with gender swapping
I usually don’t like the whole WE ARE WATCHING WAITING WHATEVER things but christ, this actually kind of creeped me out.
Only because I have a habit of singing songs with my name replacing some (or all) of the lyrics. A lot.
(Yes, I am full of myself, thanks for asking.)
I didn’t get it. Giving birth to another me? Wut?
I’ll probably get hanged for this, considering previous commenters’ reactions, but I liked this one. I thought the end fit wonderfully with the theme of the pasta, as well.
To the people leaving negative comments: you don’t like the pasta being posted, write better ones and submit them. Phone isn’t made of awesome pasta, as much as we might like to think so sometimes.
that was awesome have yall ever played the game freeze or what ever its called i can’t remember but you have to be quite and can’t talk but you have to get five people to say your name….five you’s were born within in the time of you being silent…..i wound how many you’s are born when someone is trying to wake you up from accoma
just not creepy…
agree’d w/ 53, if the narrator was less smart-assy, maybe it would be better… just my opinion…
It was eerie, But In the sense of like someone watching you….
That was really the only part I find scary o:
OHHHHHHHHH SHIT THERE ARE NOW A MILLION SARAH PALINS RUNNING ABOUT THE EARTH!!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
@LMLYUT: I have written creepypastas. 2 actually. And they’ve gotton a few comments and revisions. So yeah, I do have some basis to my critisism thank you.
What if there are clones of you, then you change your name?
That we are watching thing is so over-done. Maybe if a few things were changed and if it wasn’t trying so hard to be creepy it might be good.
This is sort of pointless…
To the first Anon:
Oh lord D;
Paging Multiple Man!
Whoa love the Rule thing. I don’t have any creativity so I’m hoping one of you other readers is working hard on making these rules and will one day post them here
This is great. One of my favorites.
Wait, so where does this “new me” form.
If you said dimension somewhere, a new dimensiom, then maybe it would make more sense.
Any future children I have will be given bizarre, horror movie based names. This way, I can check the veracity of this rule.
If, in the future, there is a sudden surge in the name of children born named Jigsaw, you can thank me.
*in the number of children born named Jigsaw, I meant. Sorry. Anyway, you can thank me.
THEN WHO WAS LOVER!?
Didn’t like it. There has been a lack of creepypastas recently, hasn’t there?
Lol 86th comment.
Not much creepy, even tho’ I’m reading this during a hangover. Guess there’s a limit how much good creepypasta the Internet can produce in a limited time. :/
OH MY GOD.
Hahahaha, there were 86 replies before I commented.
Huh, only five people have ever said my full name(with proper pronunciation), so there are a total of six of me out there?
Hmm, I pity those bastards.
Does this mean X just got cloned?
Then who was bastards?!
meh.
The only rules I abide by are rules 1, 2, and 34.
If there were more than one of me, then we would be the dominant race on this planet. This is why only three people know my name. My parents and one of my workmates. I am paranoid, and, believe me, it pays off.
Also:
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
What’s awesome is my name is actually practically unpronounceable so I go by a different one. SO TAKE THAT UNIVERSE.
Also, when there are two people talking to eachother who share the same first name, I call out the name just to bug them. So who gets cloned?
Mind food.
shit story is shit
THEN WHO WAS YOU?!?
rule 34 makes more sense than silly 86 ._.
See the great thing about having a name like Candlejack is tha
HMMMM. SOUNDS LIKE CHINA!
That was crap.
What about people whos names are said a lot, like musicians and actors?
And the fact that so many people share the same name.
They must’ve felt so pleased in themselves when they wrote the last bit:
Signed,
X
Clever.
Rules 1 & 2, Rule 34, and now Rule 86, welcome to The Internet.
Fuck I already knew that. There\’s like, a million Katherine Smiths in the world. Thats what I get for having parents who cant think of original names.
Go to Hell Washington. If I go down, I’m taking you all with me, whatever I call myself.
Go to Hell you big government Nazi commies. If I go down, I’m taking you all with me, whoever I am.
Damn it I cloned two similar comments.
So it begins.
What did scare me is that I thought: “Maybe my clone wrote this…”
THEN WHO WAS RULE MAKER?
What if I was just another copy as well? It could just be an endless cycle of cloning, and we are all copies. Think about it, you could as easily be a clone as another person.
THEN WHO WAS X?