A SCARY WJE HORROR STORY ABOUT DAGGER Once upon a time, in the depths of the internet, there was a site called WJE - Worst Jokes Ever. It was a place where the darkest and most twisted humor lived, a haven for those who found twisted delight in sharing their morbid sense of amusement. One year prior, a man named Dagger (after his love for the ornate weapons) stumbled upon this sinister community, unbeknownst to him that his life was about to take a dreadful turn. Dagger, a lonesome soul craving a sense of belonging, found solace within the twisted jokes that plagued WJE. The newfound dark humor brought him a twisted joy, and he felt an eerie connection with his fellow jokesters. Their jokes, more nightmarish by the day, held an allure that consumed Dagger's mind.
His fascination grew deeper as time passed. Dagger became obsessed with the darkest recesses of WJE, constantly seeking to outdo the others with sinister punchlines that would both shock and captivate his fellow deranged comedians. But it seemed that no matter how macabre his jokes became, there was always another user who outshone him.
Just when Dagger believed he had reached the depths of darkness, a mysterious figure emerged from the shadows. Known only as BlackHumorKing, his jokes dove even further into the abyss of depravity. Each tasteless punchline he created garnered countless likes, surpassing Dagger's attempts at depravity.
Envy consumed Dagger like a festering disease. The idea that someone could make even darker jokes than he could sickened him, fueling a growing madness within his soul. Determined to reclaim his dominion over the kingdom of darkness, Dagger set out to find the elusive BlackHumorKing.
Finally, after weeks of relentless searching, Dagger uncovered BlackHumorKing's identity. Heart pounding with rage and desperation, he resolved to end the user behind the laughter once and for all. In the stillness of the night, Dagger tracked down BlackHumorKing's residence, driven by a terrifying desire to reclaim his position as the harbinger of ultimate darkness.
Dagger discreetly entered the run down, filthy house, a vile smell filling his nostrils The eerie silence engulfed him as Dagger stood outside BlackHumorKing's door, his trembling hand gripping his namesake dagger. The door creaked open, revealing the unsuspecting jester within. The bright computer light gave Dagger a good view of the degenerate stealing his thunder. He was hunchbacked, with an unkempt beard, and a hooked nose. His crooked smile etched across his face as he continued typing the jokes. He wore a trilby on his head and a trenchcoat, caked with the dust of Takis and Hot Cheetos, and doused in Coca Cola. The jester smiled and guffawed wickedly as he restlessly typed his crude and offensive jokes for all to see and enjoy. The smell and humidity became unbearable, and disgust and rage etched across Dagger's face as he lunged forward, the dagger finding its mark again and again.
Blood stained the walls as BlackHumorKing's laughter was forever silenced. Dagger had claimed his victory in the cruelest of ways. But consumed by a taste for power, he couldn't resist the temptation that lingered before him.
With trembling hands, he hacked into BlackHumorKing's account, leaving a horrifying post in the community for the world to see: "All hail dagger." His heart raced with a mix of exhilaration and an insatiable craving for recognition, his descent into madness complete.
As the online community read BlackHumorKing's final words, an eerie hush fell upon WJE. The dreadful reign of Dagger had only just begun, his darkness unleashed upon the unsuspecting users. The once-twisted jokesters now feared the shadow that loomed over them, desperate to regain their lost sense of humor.
But little did they know, as Dagger reveled in his newfound power, a darkness far greater than he could fathom watched from the darkest corners of the web, a lurking presence waiting to reclaim what was rightfully theirs. And as each chilling joke unfolded, the whispered words echoed ominously, reminding Dagger and his wicked kingdom that some humor was too dark to bear. One day, as Dagger relished his victory, he was notified that a new post had been made. All of his previous posts were now deleted, including the "all hail dagger" one. Only one remained. It was made by none other than... BLACKHUMORKING. "What did the deaf, dumb, blind, paraplegic, autistic baby," the joke read, "get for Christmas? AIDS." Dagger chuckled at the dark anti-joke, then snapped back into reality as he realized something. Between the lines, some of the letters glowed ominously. He asked any of the other members if they could see anything, but they could not. He looked closer and realized. "w(H)at d(I)d the (D)e(A)f, dumb, blind, paraple(G)ic, autistic baby (G)(E)t for Ch(R)istmas? AIDS." BlackHumorKing had become a ghost, and Dagger was his next target.... (TO BE CONTINUED?)