Talk:Eric/@comment-5978469-20141109212721

The grammar was bad. This also appears to have been written by somebody who has only played Wild World and never played online with others. You have to manually connect to the internet to open your town, both players must have eachother's friend codes, and you sure as hell can't visit somebody else's town without them being there.

The ending invalidates this as a creepypasta. I don't care what your "definition" is, it's wrong. All these people praising this sub-par feelfest apparently share that same definition, which puts your own under some serious scrutiny. A creepypasta must be creepy, it's literally right there in the word. This was not creepy. Oh, it tried, sure. But it couldn't pull it off.

Was I supposed to feel bad for a character who, up until the very end, had apparently been breaking the online rules of this game (your words) and was cast as the villain of the story? Really? I hadn't connected with them AT ALL, because you gave me no reason to. Also, how in the hell did the narrator NOT know he had a cousin? He was in a picture with him, ffs, it's not like children have the memory of a goldfish. Then you threw in the hammiest goddamn goodbye letter in the history of fiction and told us how sad his death was, boohoo. Except you forgot something important: telling us we care doesn't actually make us care.

This got CPotM because the level of quality accepted here is fucking atrocious. If this site actually encouraged real creepy stories, this shit wouldn't even be allowed here. Congratulations, you won an award from people who don't actually know what a good story looks like. Pat yourself on the back. :I