The Socratic Method
| Published on Creepypasta.com | May 2009 |
|---|---|
| Length | 136 words · about 1 minute to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 4.8/10 from 263 votes |
| Category | Rites and Rituals |
A secret society meets once every three years at a small diner in West Virginia. To join, you must come to the American Grill diner located in Cricket at 9:30 PM on September the twenty-first. The only uniform is a heavy overcoat and a green tie. Order an “Eggs and bacon platter with coffee.” The waiter will tell you that the breakfast menu is unavailable, reply, “Well, just the coffee then.” You’ll be allowed to stay after closing time for the meet. The meeting itself is a meeting of minds and philosophy regarding immortality. The society is called “The Socratic Method.” They hoist their mugs at the beginning and end of the meeting and say “Death to Socrates.” It’s rumored a little hemlock is added to the first cup, and an antidote to the last.
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The only creepy thing about this pasta is the pretentious people in the comments.
Then who was coffee?
Sorry, had to :’)
I suppose if one was living in West Virginia, they might be desperate enough for some decent conversation to try this.
‘Crito, we owe a cock to Asclepius. Pay it and do not neglect it.’
But Socrates IS dead, and hemlock has no antidote…
I like this one (clearly I’m part of a minority >_>)
It’s not scary but it’s believable like Anonymous said a few posts up, short and sweet and inspires curiosity as to what the point of the whole society is.
Anyway, it’s such a small dish that it really shouldn’t leave a bad taste in anyone’s mouth.
That sucked. Just plain ol\’ sucked.
Who would want to steal ideas from people stupid enough to consume hemlock?
just ………………. terrible.
worst pasta ive read in a while.
@YoungMoney: its agreed, i live in wv, (no im not an inbred moronic cannibal). no one is concerned with philosophy xD just beer and trucks. btw budweiser and chevys all the way.
NO BREAKFAST MENU! OH THE HORROR!
Who gives a fuck?!
Poor. That is all.
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
Congratz guys, Socrates is dead, you’ve won.
In fact he has been dead a while now.
You’re a bunch of retards.
West virginia…? Silent Hill anyone?
You know this is supposed to be a joke, right?
I drank the hemlock, but then my Mom got scared, and said, “You’re moving in with your auntie and uncle to Bel Air”
I really liked this one. It wasn’t creepy at all, but it sure is realistic. If I were running a secret society, I would use a similar set-up, I think.
I assumed from it that far from not getting anything out of it, the members of the club have some shit-hot ideas going on. Take a notepad, and win.
*pah!* what the hell was put in this pasta?? it’s horrible.
BUT WHO WAS TIE?
it was okay i understand the whole chat about immortality thing and antidote but really? it’s not creepy at all…
fail.
This pasta tastes like hemlock. I think I’m dy*(&(-0u9rt43
BUT WHO WAS WAITER?
There’s nothing creepy, scary, or even interesting about this.
You see the creepy thing is that this has been going on for years and you never knew. Duh.
Excuse me, I happen to be Socrates’s number 1 groupie/fangirl, and I do not approve of this.
He drank hemlock because he believed the people of Greece were his enemies, and if he did not, he would be an enemy to society.
Stupid pasta is stupid
What’s hemlock??
i think the real point of this is the “discussing immortality while dying” bit mentioned above….with a twist.
you see, there IS NO ANTIDOTE FOR HEMLOCK. to survive a dose that would kill you, you would need to be put on an artificial respirator(like an iron lung) for up to 48 hours until the toxin wore off.
the people who join this society don’t leave unless they actually achieve immortality within two hours.
This is sort of vague….
But…who was antidote?
This is pretty crap
@Estor: You best be trollin’.