As far as I know One-eyed, one-horned, flying purple people eaters don’t exist so being in the same room as one would make me wrong. I’m scared of being wrong. One.
Next - middle-aged, overweight, balding and above all naked men.
Aw geez.
Gotta modify my answer.
Noticed that the OP defines the game as selecting a living creature.
Therefore, if even 1 of those creepy Russian nesting dolls
goes Tina the Talking Doll on ME, you’d better believe I
gonna get seriously friggin frightnighted!
:eek:
I was actually thinking of the vicious keep left signs.
Middle aged overweight balding naked men?
about 50 give or take. Enough to fill one’s line of vision.
okay, brain damaged skateboarders
Hmmm… I think just one woud be enough… Skateboarders are pretty scarry, especially the not-so-bright ones. <shudder>
How about stereotypical computer geeks?
(i.e. They fit ALL the stereotypes – Pasty skinned, live in their mother’s basement, know every single character and all the plot details from every Sci-Fi show, etc, etc)
Two–they wouldn’t have to try and make real conversation, they’d natter to each other, and that would creep me out.
Hippies, either left-over or retro
More than three hippies, and I’d be overwhelmed by the scent of doob.
Next: Oompa-Loompas.
OOmpa-loompas? These plumb little lard bags used to creep me out, but thanks to Dr. Skittles I no longer fear them.
Next: Adoring worshipers who fawn over you and are willing to do anything, and I’m talkin anything (…if you know what I mean wink wink say no more nudge nudge tchk tchk tchk…)
There is no number of adoring worshipers who would fawn over me and are willing to do anything and I’m talkin anything (…if you know what I mean wink wink say no more nudge nudge tchk tchk tchk…) that would become frightening. I would consider that the first step in creating my empire. 
How about Jamie and Paul Buchman from the show Mad About You?
I seem to recall that more than five Buchmans in the same room usually ended in some screaming and/or food throwing. I’ll say… 6.3. Yeah, that’s my answer and I’m sticking to it. Dibs on Jamie.
Okay, how about this: Clones of yourself
Don’t mean to piss in the pea soup, but doesn’t this sorta, well, end the game?
I mean, through this probing dialectic, we’ve managed to ferret out SOMETHING that SOMEONE would NEVER be frightened of-- no matter how many there were in the same room.
And what did it turned out to be? Just what does that say about us?
The only thing we’re willing to tolerate is the complete and total suberviance of our fellow human beings, waiting on our every whim, willing to to anything we demand?
If they ain’t sycophantic google-eyed infatuants who treat us like gods then, well, we just don’t have time for 'em?
Is that it?
Huh?
I just got one thing to say about that:
Duhhhhhh
Clones of myself? None–no doppleganger’s gonna cut in on this action.
Next: ferrets!
Those slinky, hyperactive beasts! One’s okay, two are getting pretty active, three’s manageable – but four would be out of control. FIVE would be scary!
Next: vestal virgins
Well, I lived in an all-girls dorm that was sarcastically nicknamed “the virgin vault” but no one wore togas. I think 40 in the same room might get kind of scary, all things considered.
Next: sets of four-year-old identical triplets
four years old is a pretty good age for kids.
But how many sets of three identicals?
10
30 four year olds wouldn’t just be scary it would be noisy.
okay, Crazy guys who think that they are Napoleon
Oh, at least a half-a-dozen or more–predictability isn’t scary.
Howza 'bout… country-western fans?
I can’t stand country-western. I’ll go with three, but anymore than that, and it’s over.
Next up: Lepers.
Ooh, zillions! I’ve never seen rotting body parts up close and personal before, and I’ve got dozens of good leper jokes.
Yeah, I’m sick. Surprised?
Real estate agents.
Real estate agents make me nervous. One would be enough.
What about… TV weathermen?
This question is only worth one point, right?
One weatherperson: no problem. An oracle about tomorrow’s weather? <shrug> You take an umbrella if there are clouds, if there are not, you leave it.
Two weatherpeople? Conflicting forcasts? Hurricanes and sun at once? That’s partly_warmer weather! Nix, nix, nix. One is enough.
Next: Winnie the Poohs
Well, if they were Winnie The Poohs like this one then just one would make me want to bury my head in a honey pot. If they were your average Pooh then I could stand at least a Hundred Acres of them.
Freak time: Creatures From The Black Lagoon
Just one. Creatures from the Black Lagoon aren’t known for their reasonable, polite or peaceful behavior. Besides, they’re freaky looking. Blech.
Next up, a repeat because it got missed in a simulpost: ten year old bichon frises.