Cry creepypasta not actually on creepypasta

[Levo]

They say long ago there lived a man named CRY. Nobody knew him but everyone knew
him at the same time. Cry would always stay to himself with very little contact
to the outside world what little contact he made was through the evil being
known as RUSS the slime king and Red the person. In early years Cry was a very
happy go lucky person but after his face turned blank white no one would accept
him in to society anymore. Cry was devastated, he kept to his lair (The Cry
Cave!!) and typed away on his keyboard making a craigslist add that stated:
Needed one personal slave and one Girl that has the name of a colour. Cry had
many responses but in the end it was Russ and Red who won out. After months of
being alone Cry went mad. “I hate my life!” he would scream “Russ and Red are no
good to me! not even the amazing Levokid can get my spirits up!” Cry went over
to his closet and pulled out the CRYGUN which shot razor sharp pieces of paper.
Cry pulled on a mask with the words VIDEO OVEN on it and ran outside. He saw
many people like Cheyenne cat and the man whore Battlestar he shot them both
with the Crygun leaving them decapitated. He then went in to Marcus Town and
brought forth his wrath. After about 0.5 seconds of randomly pulling the trigger
he saw that he had killed everyone in town. Cry laughed his maniacal laugh as he
lifted the Cry gun up to his blank face and shot two holes where his eyes should
be and a big cut where his mouth should be and ripped some hair from
Horseluver’s head. Cry now looked very derpy but he didn’t care. Cry went back
home and started a livestream on twitch TV making everyone think he was a man of
humour when really he was a sadistic killer. Never trust Cry because he will eat
you soul


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