The Town Of Blanche
| Published on Creepypasta.com | September 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 343 words · about 2 minutes to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 2.6/10 from 3,894 votes |
| Category | Locations and Sites |
If you visit France’s Cote d’Azur in your lifetime, do everything you can to avoid a small town called “Blanche”. I was in the country once with my parents, around 8 years ago (I was 12 at that time; we were on a family vacation), and we found ourselves looking for a place to get some rest and enjoy some of the local color. We were getting really hungry on the road, so it was with some luck that a town, unmarked on our map, rose unexpectedly on the horizon. This was the town of Blanche.
Immediately after we entered Blanche, we noticed that the colors of the houses were darker than anything I had seen in my entire life – it’s not like they were black or grey, they were normal colors for walls – they just look… not right. It’s hard to explain; almost like it was a color that we don’t even have a word for because it’s so dark and strange.
A few minutes after driving around the town, we all began to notice the fishy stench – like a Friday market, except for the fact that no fish were being sold. The people in the town also had a really weird skin tone, almost frostbitten and tinged a deep blue – if I recall correctly, my father said something like “These guys sure look like the sea.” We had originally planned to stay in the town for a while, but my mother and my sister were so disturbed by the creepy atmosphere and the town’s denizens that they insisted that we keep driving and find a different town to stay the night.
When we arrived in the next town, it was like we all gave a gigantic sigh of relief at once – we felt that we were back in normal civilization. However, the people who ran the inn that we stayed at in the second town did tell us some very freaky stories about Blanche – stories that made us really glad that we didn’t stay there…
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Would’ve been nice to know some of the stories about the town?
WHAT ARE THE STORYS THAT COULD HAVE BEEN REALLY GOOD
BUT WHO WAS LOVECRAFT
FUCK YOU AND YOUR ”WHO WAS”
In my opinion, this lacks the certain heart-thumping, sweat-breaking feel a creepy/scary story should have.
Even just the lingering of slight fear is not in here but still if you fix this story, it might be a great read. This is just constructive criticism. Please do not be offended.
(I am not a professional writer but I write a few stories myself and I am an avid reader of Creepypasta)
I sign this one^^
I gave it 4-stars purely for good prose…
WHAAAAAAAAAT?You heard a scary story once?I think I just got goosebumps.
BUT WHO WAS STORIES?!
You should have named this “The Family Who Saw the Town of Innsmouth, but Didn’t Bother Stopping”
“When we arrived in the next town, it was like we all gave a gigantic sigh of relief at once”
This sounds like my sister’s writing! xD so worthless.
Durn it, where’s my ZERO stars rating?
It’s infuriating. Something could be done with this; it’s simply unfinished work…
It’s much too vague. The beginning had the potential to yield to something, perhaps, of maybe a disturbing kind of atmosphere, but it fell short, as though someone cut it from a possibly brilliant story.
It’s a good beginning, but lacks in the lack of detail.
It’s simply much too vague.
That idea of the name being “Blanche” and the strange color… The things about this story that aren’t filler or random could be used for something else, though; ideas that build up to something more.
MIssed opportunity should have ended it by saying that The people the next town over had said that a dam had breached in the early 1900’s and that the flood wiped out the town of Blanche and in disbelief you and your family went back and there was nothing there but a river.
This could have been a good ending, of course with a little bit more details^^ The point is that this pasta ends where it should start
Someone left this pasta out of the fridge too long for it has become dry and brittle.
You could of added more by telling the rumors that they were saying.
(seal meme) ULTRA GAAAAAAAAY
Innsmouth. 7/10
BUT WHO WAS DEEP ONES?
What I think happened was you somehow, via some sort of mystical transportation, ended up in Peterhead. It fits the description exactly.
so their fish people? do they bite you and turn you into fish people? do they murder people? also FISH DEMONS FROM HELLLLLLLL! wait… what?
Immediately when they said “fishy smell” I began to rofl in my seat. xD
Was it raining very hard, pouring in fact alot of the time? Bunch of earthquakes, then bright, lovely sunny days?
…Dear lord I’m a pervert.
Anyway, the blue-skinned people ruined it for me as my mind instantly went to Avatar. 5/10 with a couple extra points for the good mood it gave me xD
As far as I can work out, this is the precisepoint in the website where the stories lose their scariness and become somewhat mediocre.
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
So the town i live in used to be called innsmouth, but after that DOUCHE’ BAG lovecraft wrote about it no one ever came again, so we changed the name to blanche, but NOW…Damn you! Repainting this sign is getting FREAKING EXPENSIVE!
Averted Pasta was hilarious.
I guess some people don’t get that the story was obviously supposed to be disappointing.
THEN WHO WAS HP LOVECRAFT?!
THEN WHO WAS HP LOVE CRAFT?!
Agreed with withasong.
BUT WHO WAS BLATANT SHADOW OVER INNSMOUTH RIPOFF?
You could have mentioned these stories…
THERE ARE NONE.
choo choo plot and detail train coming through. wait. this isnt one of my stops. *moves onto da next story*