Ouija board

[girl101]

Sure, so it starts pretty normal. My cousin, let's call him John. He was a cowardly sort and was bullied by this one a-hole. John always avoided violence because his Grandpa was a hippy who only believed in BS and mushrooms and was raised to be a punk since birth. That grandpa died about two months before our game due to a Benaderlie overdose, I believe?

Anyway, the two days before the game. John complained that he hated bullying and no one would help him. The rest of us, me and two other cousins. We just told him every time; Violence is the answer! But didn't want to disappoint old Grandpa. So sick of his whining, cousin 2 took his board and said we will ask his opinion from the grave.

John asked a few questions. We all just lied until he got the point of it all. Should he fight his bully, and we all pretend to be in shock and all as we all moved it out to spell, Yes!

Once got his answer, we ended the game and went to bed. The next evening, John found his bully during the last period. He ran up and punched him hard as he could in the stomach, then upper-cut that guy like someone from Street Fighter. Bully was out cold, and John stole his Power Rangers backpack because he thought it looked cool and went home.

He got away with it because only witnesses to the event didn't snitch or didn't even know John's name. So they just let him get away with it. After that, the bully stopped messing with him because John threatened to do it again, and this time to break his jaw.

That's the story of how we convinced Cousin John to KO his bully. Cousin John still has that backpack in his basement, I think.

Interesting story. I thought it would more sinister or scary but still a good story though

 

[dwdays]

Jews

 

[Mark328]

Me and my mate did one once on an old country lane/path next to a high hedgerow.

Once the cow that we couldnt see (dark as well) moo-ed loud as fuck like a 1m away I never tried that shit again, although I eat more beef just to piss em off now

 

[D.O.A.]

I quite recently went on a ghost walk at night in an old 1800's gaol, it was proper shit, so I started to troll them a bit, we did a ouija board during part of it and I can 100% tell you it was me moving the pointer, but the other people, mostly gullible Brenda types believed me. So when we did this stood in a circle and I got put in the middle to like 'fall' into people. I went full on Am dram about 'Jack' being in the room and how he was angry and I was scared . I had an old lass in tears almost pissing her pants.

I know it would take a really long time with all the letters involved but next time make it write; Epstein didn't kill himself

 

[Dead Christ]

I own a very small collection, of about 5. Don't ever really use them, but may tonight just for funsies

 

[McM]

We had a British guy in youth prison end of the '70s (open house) who could manage an ouija board session quite well, and on two/three occasions we played it at night secretly in his room. I believe he came from a fairground family or so. The board was made from a small wooden door of one of the closets, the pointer was a coffee cup we each had to lay a finger on and to ask in lowered voice: is a ghost in this room? 20, 30 times, like a spooky chorus. 😬 Waiting that the cup starts to move.
Mostly happened nothing. I remember one time 'the cup' reacted, and one guy asked questions; before it got serious the 'ghost' disappeared again.
Later, the psychologist of the institution got wind of our sessions and recommended stopping, because simpler minds could be affected by that. Asking for the day of their death, he mentioned as example.
I found it interesting how we apparently pushed the cup over the board to the letters, forming a short, meaningful sentence or question. All together, only with a slight touch of our fingertip on the cup and without really noticing and wanting it. Maybe a little vibration. Weird
The British guy was an electrician there; all I can think of is that he had prepared a 2nd door of the closet to do tricks. But don't know.