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I have a rusted knife in a badly tanned hide sheath from the early 1900s that an explorer in the family got from a tribe over Africa way (not sure of real geographical location). The thing is primitive and small but could probably be cursed. I don’t have many items that’d fit the description
When I was a kid, my grandmother bought me a Steve Urkel doll from a garage sale. It had a pull string and would repeat Urkelisms from the TV show. The thing severely creeped me out, and felt completely cursed. So I lit it on fire with gasoline, then buried it in a shoebox.
You did the right thing 👍
Did I do that?
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I have an old Soviet mechanical wristwatch that cost 3€ on an Eastern German flea market.
Compared to other watches it sounds like a Diesel tractor, the bezel roates freely and the wristband pulls my arm hair out.
When I wear it, it’s too fast and when I don’t wear it, it’s too slow.So I wear it during the day and take it off at night, and that way it’s been keeping perfect time for 15 years.
I love this old soviet stuff. I’ve got an old Hasselblad camera clone from the Soviet Union. That thing is heavy as fuck and the metal shutter looks and sounds like you’re slamming a garage door. Operating this camera feels like riding a rusty bike on a muddy road and yet the pictures it takes are very decent.
Edit: Here’s a video of the shutter that I took ages ago. Also note how it jerks around the whole camera body despite me holding onto it.
I used to have an old Zenit ET. I loved that thing cause it had a small solar cell that powered the lightmeter (which was just an analog indicator moving over a scale).
So it needed no batteries.When I moved to a new place I accidentally toppled an oak wood wardrobe which fell on the camera.
The wardrobe then had a hole in its back panel, the camera still worked fine.
Maybe it is actually cursed. The curse is that while you wear it your life goes by faster but if you remove it you slow down. Most people get too greedy and slow their life to a standstill but you are actually using it perfectly to enjoy your free time at night and less time during your work
My blanket on a very cold winter night
A SNES I have that is so old it has yellowed with age (The yellow color is due to oxidation of the plastic that was used). I don’t even know if it still works… 😭 The last game I played on it was Super Mario World and I experienced a corruption in which the screen went completely black and there was a rumbling sound in the background.
The plastic on the SNES was some of the worst ever, when it came to UV discoloration. Though the SNES Jr. model specifically fairs pretty well, and has the additional benefit of being a 1CHIP model.
There is a treatment for that that involves like baking soda and aluminum foil and UV light. I think it’s called retrobrite. Might be worth looking into but at the same time if you’re going to do that you might have other repairs you would need to make on the machine.
imo it’s not really worth it unless you really need to make it look new… the chemicals are toxic and plastic will get weaker as well.
Peroxide, heat, and UV light makes for a good combination.
But it’s not without risk, such as streaking or over-lightening. It also isn’t a permanent solution, but should buy you a good additional handful of years if the console is stored under optimal conditions.
I have used retrobriting on a few consoles, with decent results. I restored the plastic on a model 2 Japanese Sega Saturn this way, and it turned out gorgeous.
Me.
Every place I live, there will be this incident when a torrential deluge of water breaks through the ceiling of my bedroom in the middle of the night.
So it’s not the bedroom itself that is cursed, since it is a different room each time. And the causes have varied also. The cursed object, therefore, must either be me or something in my possession I have kept around since childhood? Hmm…
I probably wouldn’t do any overnight stays on a ship.
Yeah. My wife is always wanting to go on a cruise and I’m having none of it.
One thing I will add regarding the nature of this curse is that it only manifests when I am the sole occupant of the bedroom. For example, I used to share a bedroom with my older sister, but within a week of her moving out and rejoicing at having the whole place to myself, the ceiling opened up.
So I suppose I would be safe on the ship as long as my wife is there with me? In our current home, she was my sole protection, but has recently taken to sleeping on the basement cot due to hot flashes. This leaves me staring nervously at the ceiling. It’s now or never, curse!
My In-Laws house has some BAD juju for sure.
-Had an uncle pass away in it
-Multiple pets run over in the driveway
-Bad experiences living there when we moved back home and we looking for a place
-Bonus Room flooded MULTIPLE due to MIL not understanding how retaining walls work.
Just a cursed place in general and I’m glad I’m nowhere near that house.
Easy. It’s a dried and shellacked squid that has been posed in an artful, somehow bipedal and menacing position. I call it the creeping horror and keep it in an old wooden box.
Not really my taste, but it was a gift.
That’s exactly my taste! I’ll take it if you ever wanna her rid of it!
I’ve become attached to this eldritch abomination.
Now you must propagate dark and horrible legends about it!
I’ve never been rear ended but then I bought my G37 and it was suddenly happening on a yearly basis. In the span of one year, I had a truck back into it when it was parked in our parking lot, got rear ended in traffic, then had a car reverse into me at a stop sign (driver pulled forward to make a turn but decided they couldn’t make it so threw it in reverse and gunned it). I may have been rear ended a second time that year but it’s hard to keep track of how many people drove into this car. After a while I quit making claims because that was a pain in the ass, bumpers look like I use it to nudge cars around a junkyard.
Edit: and the thing that makes the frequency really wild is that I used it mainly to commute ~2 miles to work, so I was in that thing less than 30 minutes a day
I don’t believe it’s cursed at all, but my parents and older brother believe some small Japanese statue doll thing of a geisha (supposed to be holding a shamisen, but it’s missing) that they ended up giving to me to store in my room is cursed. Since I don’t think it’s cursed, I have no issue holding onto it.
Showed up one day on the dinner table one day and I’m fairly certain my brother got it and was either too drunk or high on weed (or a combo of both) to remember picking it up while he was out. I don’t believe him when he says he doesn’t know where it came from.
cell phone
Edit for clarity: I believe this is a cursed object in general, not just mine.
Of course I know him, he’s me
