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    Nosfuratu

    Nosfuratu

    [ranking: 1]
    From Redditor /u/GRZMNKY:
    "Well... it would be a Furby. A friend bought me one as a joke while we were stationed in Germany. The one she got me was red and black and evil looking. Well, fast forward a couple weeks after losing interest in the thing... I'm sleeping and I suddenly hear this demonic gravelly voice come from my bookshelf... not the sound of batteries running out, but a seriously demonic voice. I jump up and turn on the lights and search for the sound. I hear it coming from the top shelf and when I look... nothing is there. Suddenly I hear the voice behind me, and the little b*stard is sitting on top of my wall locker just repeating this "Kha Kha Kha Eh Eh Eh" sound, then it says, 'Hello, son. I missed you.'
    I immediately took it out to the burn pit and cleansed it with fire. It screamed as it burned... I can still hear those screams 10 years later."

    Furby Language Is Straight Up Demonic

    Furby Language Is Straight Up Demonic

    [ranking: 2]
    From Redditor /u/Kagrenasty:  
    "I bought one and when someone bumped it off the table, after we set it up again it only spoke in the demonic, backwards English sounding, devil voice. It also functioned without batteries in it during the middle of the night. 
    Horrifying."  

    A Furby Never Dies. They Just Bide Their Time

    A Furby Never Dies. They Just Bide Their Time

    [ranking: 3]
    From Redditor /u/land_elk: 
    "I had a Furby that I loved for a few months, then I turned her off and set her up in my closet. I didn't want to give her away. She sat there, in view, with her eyes closed... for probably 4 years. 
    One day I open my closet door - her eyes are open. She blinked at me. Then I got rid of her." 

    When Furbies Are Pure Nightmare Fuel

    When Furbies Are Pure Nightmare Fuel

    [ranking: 4]
    From Redditor /u/burnzkid:  
    "Had two Furbies, they were buried in the bottom of the toy box. Sleeping in the dead of night, years after we got them, I hear a deep, slow voice groaning "Feeeeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeeeee." 
    Oh, HELL no. 
    Screamed, ran to my parent's room, woke them both up, had them come into my room to get the monster away. They go, digging around the room, when we hear it again. 
    "Feeeeeeeeeeeeed meeeeeeeeeee," it said. 
    More screaming and crying. 
    Finally my dad pulls out this half-dead Furby from inside the toy box, and goes to smash it with a hammer in the garage. Still had nightmares from that one years later." 

    Don't Feed A Furby After Midnight

    Don't Feed A Furby After Midnight

    [ranking: 5]
    From Redditor /u/brokenphoenix:  
    "My brother had one that he left in the kitchen one night. In my half asleep stupor all I could see was black kitchen blobs since I didn't want to turn on the light and burn my eyes out. So I get my glass of water and start to head back when I hear something giggle behind me. Then ask for food. I couldn't see anything so I just backed away slowly and it said 'Bye!' I didn't go in the kitchen the next day until my mom went and figured out what the hell that was. Turns out I couldn't see it because he took off all the fur part so it was just a black blob of parts. I'm glad I couldn't see it because all there really was were a pair of eyes to see and that would have scared me worse than anything." 

    Furbies Have Feelings Too, You Know

    Furbies Have Feelings Too, You Know

    [ranking: 6]
    From Redditor /u/I_Can_Do_A_Cartwheel:
    "So when I was abooooout let's say 7 or 8 I had two Furbys. A Mom Furby and baby Furby. One day my older brothers were f*cking around with the baby Furby throwing it up in the air over and over again until one of them eventually drops it. It ended up making some weird noises, closing it's eyes, and never turning back on. The Mom Furby apparently hears this, makes the EXACT SAME NOISES and then proceeds to die off as well. THE MOM FURBY DIED OF APPARENT SADNESS OVER THE DEATH OF HER CHILD. I changed the batteries in both numerous times and they never came back to life.
    Anywho, Furbys have been a slightly traumatic experience for me."

    Invalid Furbies Are Taken To A

    Invalid Furbies Are Taken To A " farm""="

    [ranking: 7]
    From Redditor /u/Doedeer:
    "When the Furby craze hit, I asked my dad for one because my birthday was coming up. Got it, loved it. About a year or two after, I was playing with it and it fell from my hand to the ground mid sentence. The furby just kept repeating half a word, but within a minute, the sound started warping, it sounded really creepy, and it wouldn't stop despite my efforts. So... I shoved it in my dresser to deafen the noise. A week later, I go to check up on the Furby and its gone.
    No idea what happened."

    This Furby Gives The Doll Annabelle A Run For Her Money

    This Furby Gives The Doll Annabelle A Run For Her Money

    [ranking: 8]
    From Redditor /u/Pedeka:  
    "I got one for my homebound aunt the year they came out. She passed away and it came back home to me as a memento. It will not stay put away or without batteries for more than a month or so. It refuses to be ignored, like a creature from an episode of the Twilight Zone. Somehow, it talks people in my life into finding it in boxes, closets, basements, storage lockers...etc. Thanks to my 5 yr old and the dog it is currently laying in a corner of my living room jibbering as I type this. In the future I will be living in a padded room, with a piece of filthy fake fur repeatedly telling me that I am boring, as my only company." 

    Don't Buy A Self-Proclaimed "Haunted Furby"

    Don't Buy A Self-Proclaimed "Haunted Furby"

    [ranking: 9]
    From Redditor /u/[deleted]: 
    "So my sister used to collect all these furbies. Hundreds. It was weird, but that's just her. One day she buys one on ebay. We thought it was joke, it said haunted furby. It was cheap enough so she went for it. Huge mistake. Strange things started happening after she got it... She started noticing some coming up missing. At first she blamed me, but after searching my room she begrudgingly dropped it. For a couple weeks furbys would come up missing without a trace. My sister had become depressed at the loss. One night I woke up. It was pitch black. I could hear something small moving out in the hallway. I gave a disgusted groan at the thought of rats. I got out of bed and grabbed my hockey stick. I felt my way to my door and just as I pulled it open I heard 'doo de doo eee eee eeeeee'
    Still pitch black I could only see two robotic eyes at the floor. I yelled in shock and then gave a relieved laugh when I realized it was just a furby. Figuring my dog had been playing with it and thinking that I had figured out the case of the missing furbys I grabbed the toy and shuffeled to my sister's room to return the furry toy. I opened my sister's door, leaving the light off as not to wake her. Trying not to trip over anything, I slowly made my way to her furby shelf. I had just set it down and was making my way out of the room when I stepped on something hard. Biting my lip to keep from crying out in pain I looked down to see what I had stepped on. I couldn't make it out in the poor light. I bent over and picked it up. It was a furby head. Looking at the floor a little longer I discovered that her floor was littered with pieces of furbys everywhere. That's when I heard my sister's muffled cries. I looked at her only to see that she was tied up and gagged, with a terrified look behind me. 'oooooo ee ee ahhhhhh' was all I heard from behind me."

    It's Raining Furbies

    It's Raining Furbies

    [ranking: 10]
    From Redditor /u/derpahoo:  
    "In elementary school, I was invited to sleep over at my friend Sally's for her birthday. There were quite a few girls going, we were told everyone was going to sleep in the family room, and somehow I scored the couch. Now Sally loved Furbies, and above the couch was a shelf dedicated to them. There were a sh*t ton of Furbies in different shapes, sizes, and colors on that shelf. So the party is ok, everyone gets ready for bed, and I get comfortable on the couch. Fast forward a few hours, everyone is dead asleep, I myself am in a nice deep sleep. When suddenly the shelf breaks, the wooden part falling behind the couch, while the Furbies rain down on my sleeping form. Activated by whatever the f*ck activated Furbies, movement or sound or whatever, they come alive. I am awoken by a horde of Furbies, all over me, talking and moving and looking at me." 

    Throwing Furbies Into Oncoming Traffic Makes Them Stronger

    Throwing Furbies Into Oncoming Traffic Makes Them Stronger

    [ranking: 11]
    From Redditor /u/boblabon:  
    "One of my elementary school friends house burned down (electrical, no funny business and nobody was hurt). So we were going through some boxes of his stuff and trying to find anything that was salvageable or still usable. I pulled his charred husk of a Furby out and look at it for a second. As I'm about to throw it in the trash pile it starts talking. I flip sh*t and whip it into the road where it gets run over by a passing ice cream truck. We go to investigate and its mouth is still opening and closing... but no sound came out... The thought of it still haunts me to this day." 

    When Your Furby Needs An Exorcism

    When Your Furby Needs An Exorcism

    [ranking: 12]
    From Redditor /u/jaszygasm:  
    "I had one as a kid. Got tired of it after a few weeks after playing with it A LOT and put it away on the top shelf of my closet. A few MONTHS later I was laying in bed after playing too much Super Mario and trying to fall asleep when I heard the most horrible terrifying sound of my life. That f*cking thing was asking me to feed it or tickle it or something but it sounded like a demon (I guess the batteries were not doing so well, I personally figured they would be dead after so long). Once I realized what was going on I took it off the shelf and ripped the back open and disposed of the batteries I thought were dead. 
    One of my scariest childhood memories." 

    Because Mutilating Furbies Makes Them Cuter

    Because Mutilating Furbies Makes Them Cuter

    [ranking: 13]
    From Redditor /u/houinator:  
    "My brother had a Furby and got bored with it, so he decided to skin it. I woke up one morning to a hollow Furby pelt (It maintained the same shape) sitting on my chest. Its hollow eye holes were particularly terrifying." 

    Death Isn't Always The End For Furbies

    Death Isn't Always The End For Furbies

    [ranking: 14]
    From Redditor /u/patticakes86:
    "My sister and I both received them for christmas though we didn't ask for them. A few weeks later we were playing barbies in our room when the 2 furbies started talking for no reason at all with their creepy voices. From that moment, we knew they were evil or at least possessed by tiny demons so we decided to throw them away.
    We did. They showed up the next morning on our dresser that was right next to our beds. Scared us even more. So we decided to destroy them: with heat.
    My mom had a showtime rotisserie oven she bought off tv. We put our furbies in it and tried to roast them. She saw it, took them out and placed them on top. She forgot to turn off the rotisserie and the lower half of them melted into this nasty plastic fur and wire mound of toy.
    My dad came home from work that day and after getting pissed at us, went to the garage and scraped them off with a paint scraper. He put them back in our room on our dresser and told us we better not throw them away. My sister and I still have melted furbies in our old room on the shelf of our closet."

    A Draw Full Of Furbies

    A Draw Full Of Furbies

    [ranking: 15]
    From Redditor /u/angelabangela:  
    "My parents kept buying me them and I was terrified of them but I didn't want to hurt my parents feelings. So I would put them in my bottom dresser drawer and leave them there. One night one of them started making it's creepy, terrifying squawking noise which triggered the other ones. I got my older brother and he smashed them with a bat." 

    The Furby Rendition Of The Wilhelm Scream

    The Furby Rendition Of The Wilhelm Scream

    [ranking: 16]
    From Redditor /u/KyleGibson:  
    "Apparently if you drop a Furby from a high enough point it makes a terrifying screeching sound until you reset the thing. I did not know this before I accidentally pushed it off my bed. The thing started (what 8 year-old thought) screaming out in pain, so then I started screaming and crying and thinking I killed it." 

    This Furby Just Wanted To Party

    This Furby Just Wanted To Party

    [ranking: 17]
    From Redditor /u/go_boy:  
    "We skinned one at a party at my house in 1999. It continued to talk and sing the whole time. At the end my roomie held it aloft to show everyone who hadn't been able to see. It said, "Hey, party!" and then stopped moving and never moved again.  
    Poor guy just wanted to party with us." 

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If you had a Furby growing up, you probably have a few frightening Furby tales. With their cries at midnight to be fed and gibberish language, these initially-cute-but-later-terrifying beasts went from one of the hottest toys of the 1998 holiday season to a rumored government spying contraption rather quickly. Even if you shoved your Furby in the closet to make it go to sleep, they would still to squeak out "FEED ME," in the dead of the night. Compared to the cool toys that exist today, Furbies could be viewed as straight up torture devices.

Redditors have taken to the internet to share their creepy Furby stories, so we all know we're not alone in our warranted fear of these things. If you've ever wanted to know the creepiest things Furbies have done, then look no further. Check out the terrifying Furbies stories below.  

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