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Help a Family in Need

I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.

Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.

As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.

In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.

Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.

For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.

Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.

Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.

Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.

Adam

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🎪CIRCUS WRAPPED🎡

Watch your step! 😃 You slipped on 28 🍌 banana peels this year.

This year you were a master at balance ⚖️ You had elicit affairs with 13 🤸‍♂️ different acrobats in 2024.

Let’s hit rewind! ⏪ July was your Manic Depressive Lo-Fi Hip Hop Clussy Indulgence Vibes Era 🤡

I'm spending my whole honking day as a CLOWN 🤡

Im gona... Heh

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Ask for a part 2

On the coil selfaware

Hip hip hooray....

(TW: Death, blood mention)

Self-aware! Coil x reader! 🧡💠 (part 2!)

Days passed, turning into weeks. Updates and patches being added to the game, yet Coil's feelings never changed.

He'd miss you dearly when you weren't online and he'd flame with jealousy if you played as another Phighter. Oh well, atleast he was the only self-aware one.

But his feelings grew stronger as he yearned for you, it was unfair that you two lived in separate worlds. Nothing could bring him into your world...unless...

Coil was rifling through the game's files again, curious about how the game worked. So far, he'd learned he was the newly added Phighter 15, and he was supposedly Skateboard's best friend. That thought made him smile, atleast he had someone in his world.

However, after enough prodding, Coil stumbled upon something he (and everyone else in the game) certainly wasn't supposed to see.

A blank, open world, with grey tiling and cloudly blue skies. It was an odd place indeed. Coil looked around slowly, drinking in the sight.

Suddenly, a bright blue keyboard appeared infront if him, catching him off-guard. The keyboard was labelled Roblox Search.

"Roblox Search, huh? What exactly would I be searching for?" He questioned out loud, lightly drumming his fingers against the keys. Looking up, he saw different categories to search in. Experiences, Players, Groups-

Wait a minute, Players? Quickly, Coil typed your username into the Players search, slamming his index finger on the Enter button. His eyes lit up in awe as your profile appeared in front of him. He swiped curiously through your profile until his heart stopped when he got to the Creations category.

There, he found a...Phighter? No, it couldn't be a Phighter, could it? They weren't in the game! Then his eyes cast down to the title.

"[Gear name] - FANMADE PHIGHTER" He read to himself, his smile widening. This must be how you envisioned yourself if you were in the game!

Then, a plan began to brew in his head...

He had found a solution! If he couldn't come into your world, you could come into his! It was perfect, no? He had the perfect vessel for you to live in!

By some miracle, Coil had extended his presence from Roblox's files to your computer! He knew exactly what to do, and he couldn't wait! Soon, you'd be with him!

It was another match of Conquer, and your team was far in the lead. You were a prominent player in the Phighting! community, so people were always astounded to see you ingame with them. Word about your previous match had spread like wildfire throughout the community.

You had to admit, it was sweet to see your favourite character acknowledging you via username, but it was strange nonetheless. Many players assumed it was a glitch, but your gut told you it was intentional.

Ever since that match, your computer had been acting up. Randomly opening some files and deleting others, your volume jumping up and down sporadically, things you didn't search for listed in your browsing history. The biggest issue was with your speakers, they crackled with fatal, ear-splitting frequencies when playing as a different Phighter, causing you to stop playing with headphones.

Right now, though, you had your headset on, using the ingame voice chat. Laughing and playfully arguing with your friends, you didn't seem to notice your volume slowly getting louder on it's own.

Eventually, you switched between Phighters. You happily chose Boombox, eager to play as him, using the new skin you had bought for the DJ! In a matter of moments, your Phinisher had charged up...and your volume was now at maximum level.

Running over towards an enemy Katana, you pressed down to use your Phinisher...

Only to scream out in agony. Various distorted high-pitched frequencies invaded your ears, deafening you. It was painful, you could feel blood dripping from your headphones. Your body then jerked forwards in pain, smashing right into your computer screen, definitely frying your brain.

Suddenly, the pain stopped. You fell limp, and then everything went black.

The servers shut down promptly after the Phinisher, as if the game knew it had killed you in real life. Players were left confused and scared...while Coil was excited. It had all gone according to plan!

Everything hurt when you woke up, but Coil was fully patient and caring!

"Hey, hey! It's okay!" He speaks, gently pulling you up into a sitting position. "I know you must be confused, but you shouldn't worry! You're finally here!"

"What...on Earth?" You say slowly, feeling the pain going away. Looking around...you were in Crossroads?! Fully awake, you looked down at your hands and gasped.

You were in the body of your Phighter OC!

Coil took your hands and held them firmly. "You're so perfect..." he murmers, pulling you close for a hug.

"C'mon, I'm gonna show you around the place! I'll even try introducing you to Skateboard!"

He knows he'll have to explain how you got here and he isn't too eager to admit he had to kill you, but he decided to wait awhile before telling you. He just wants you to settle down first!

His heart was bursting with joy, you were finally here!

It's strange to live in a video game, uncomfortable, even. But don't worry, you'll get used to living in Phighting! soon, especially with Coil by your side, who just can't wait to confess his love for you!

me and the gang when we catch you

The one time I drew Laughing Jack

Credit to @ellzilla for the design

LJ in 1895, his Victorian era 🧛 LJ is the most beautiful critter in Creepypasta, NOBODY and NOTHING can convince me otherwise