#Dan?

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[blueboybot]

Ecto Infection: Part 1

Where ectoplasm acts like a sort of infection and those who had brushes with death have it worse.

The bats are no exception.

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Day: 22nd

Month: June

Year: [REDACTED]

The following video you are about to watch was recorded by Dr. [REDACTED] of our research division from group Alpha which was stationed in the location Amity Park Illinois.

We at the Ghost Investigation Ward (G.I.W) advise you to know that these videos are not to be shared with any outside party unless given any permission to do so. Any Information which has been leaked without our consent will result in immediate termination.

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"Hello, my name is Dr. [REDACTED] and today I will be going over what me and my team have so far discovered."

*click*

"A few months ago the GIW discovered a huge spike in spectural energy emitting from a small space located in Illionois, we managed to pin down the location as Amity Park and sent troops to scout out the area to see what we could find. Upon our arrival it was clear to see that ectoplasm was abundant, further test showed that not only was it in the air but everywhere, from the water, earth, plants and even wildlife. It was clear that decontamination would not be easy but we are nothing but determined when it comes to our jobs."

*click*

"You already know this by now but ectoplasm appears in places most frequent in death or sometimes, in very rare cases, a portal will open up which it will then proceed to leak into our plane of existence."

"Under any other circumstances ectoplasm would be considered harmless but in large quantities its effects on our world could be dangerous and down right catastrophic, which brings us to the next topic."

*click*

"When large amounts of ectoplasm is introduce to an area the environment begins to warp, changing the land into something more than it should be. This also extends to any wildlife in the ecosystem. I will now show you some of the footage we have gathered."

*click*

A camera is powered on and begins recording with full charge. A small crew that consisted of three armed guards and two scientist march through the area will full caution. Leaves and twigs crunch beneath their feet, each step as careful as the next one.

The camera glitched.

The crew were now near a lake which was much bigger than it should be. A long board walk ventured out far until stopping when it was twenty steps far out. The two scientist got to work collecting sample of the water and soil, while the guards did their jobs.

After some time one of the guards broke off and began walking the board walk while the camera followed, heavy boots making the planks of wood underneath him speak against their will. His walk ended when he was on the last plank, tiltiing their head down to stare at the water.

And then they froze...

Not a single movement or sound could be heard, it was as if all noise just cease to exist. The camera got closer to where the guard was, the quality of the video getting glitchy and a bit staticky as it panned down and captured what the guard was seeing.

There. Right there in the dark waters were a dozen fish like figures, all eyes slightly glowing and looking at the guard.

With anticipation.

With hunger.

The sound of another gaurd calling to them was all that was needed to kickstart the chase.

The gaurd turned on their heel and began to ran back, the camera followed, missing the moment a dark figure leapt out of the water and chomped off an entire plank of wood.

They kept running.

They ducked as a dark shadow leapt from the side hoping to knock them down into the water.

They kept running.

They jumped into the air as jaws filled with rows of sharp needle like teeth came from below to try and take a bite.

They kept running.

All that could be heard behind them was splashed and the sound of wood breaking from whatever was in the water taking bites out of the board walk.

Eventually the guard was able to make it to land where they rejoined the rest of their party and left the area.

*click*

"As you have just witnessed ectoplasm infects the living and turns them into something monsterous. Those 'fish' were just some low leveled infected, dangerous to us still but not as dangerous as some of the other things we have encountered."

"It is important to know that just because something looks harmless you should never underestimate it, this is a lesson some members of our team had unfortunately learned a little too late."

*click*

The camera showed a different group of people, this time ten in total. Three scientist and seven guards entered a building, although the outside resembled any regular abandoned apartment the inside looked well cleaned and managed, as if people still lived here.

Somewhere along the way the group decided to spilt up with each scientist getting two guards and the remaining guards the front and back entrance.

A scream pierced through the air.

The camera which was recording the scientist inspect a strange plant captured the moment the trio jumped at the sound. They all exited the room, running downstairs only to find that both guards who were guarding the entrances were gone and all that was left were their protective armor.

Another scream tore through the air, this time coming from above where the group had just been, followed by echoes of curses before everything went silent again.

At this point it seemed the rest of them decided to leave but before they could open the door a tuft of vines covered the door. The camera panned up to a view of more vines, that hadn't been there before, now covering the ceilling.

One by one everyone was pulled into it. Yelling and screaming for help that they were never going to get.

Silence was returned to the building once again.

*click*

"That was a level two threat. When we recieved a distress signal more troops were sent out to the building and all they came back with was the drone with that recording. Despite our loses we were able to discover new knowledge about Amity. It is now known that certain buildings are alive and act as a sort of venus flytrap, crafted specifically to ensnare any human foolish enough to wander through its openings."

"The next anomoly on our list is a level–...It– Something's not– ....Oh God..."

An alarm could be heard going off, the video gltiching and audio distorting.

"It's here–..."

The video and audio continued to grow more staticky and distorted as some sort of black ooze bled from a corner of the room. It pooled onto the floor quickly, trapping the doctor who tried mercilessly to get out.

Suddenly a hand reached out of the ooze but there was no flesh covering it, it contined to pull itself out revealing its form.

A black skeleton watched the doctor struggle with no eyes.

"STAY AWAY! NOO،!"

*click*

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Upcoming Chapter: The Residents

[ibringthepoptothecinema]

HUMAN PHANTIPEDE?!

[chiyana]

Dan? The Atreides homeworld was renamed fucking Dan? Whomst the fuck and whymst?

[yaaay-propellerhat]

Things sort of blur after that. When Trumpet gets home, Pierre is there to wrap both him and Maximus up in the same hug, distributing kisses and French terms of endearment that Trumpet understands.

(Too nice. Pierre is still too nice. But he takes Trumpet from Maximus and holds him close in a way that's deeply loving but utterly unworried, and when Trumpet tries to apologize, his Papa just shrugs and says "you were gone, and now you are back! There are no problems," and Trumpet understands their dynamic a little better and nuzzles gratefully into his neck.)

Then it's inside the house, and after a bit of a to-do that Trumpet is barely present for he's being given hot soup while three unprecedentedly talkative adults update each other quietly on what's been going on.

Trumpet becomes aware, with a stab of guilt, that there's stuff not being said because he's there. But he told them it didn't matter anymore what they do with him, and it doesn't, so if they don't wanna talk about shit because he's there, that's their problem. And hands keep alighting on his head and shoulders, tousling his hair and rubbing his back like the world is checking to make sure he's still a part of it, and that's pretty nice. He probably wouldn't be without their help, to be fair.

It's Maximus who picks Trumpet up again after dinner, which is great, because Trumpet's starting to get worried about when he's expected to walk and talk and think again. A brief conversation is had, and then they're going upstairs.

Dimly, Trumpet knows that eight years old is too big for human kids to be getting help with their baths. And it's something that he already does on his own, usually. But he doesn't have the sense that he CAN right now for some reason. He doesn't feel like he's eight. He barely feels like he exists, but if he did and was a person he thinks that person would be much younger than eight.

(Maximus puts an arm around Dan and starts giving it directions. Gloved hands at the pleasant edge between warm and hot start to massage shampoo through Trumpet's hair. His eyes drift shut and he purrs, a "don't stop" purr. The hands listen.)

He ceases to exist for a while, dissolving into touch and water, but there's never not arms and there's never not voices and it's never not good. Eventually he's plucked out of the bath and quickly bundled in a warm towel, and it's not Maximus or Pierre who picks him up, so it must be the third option. The blue one. The bonier, but warmer one.

Cushioned silence betrays the bedroom. An oversized shirt slips over his head, his wings folding to fit beneath. There's fear, for a moment, that he'll be put alone on the giant bed and abandoned in lieu of talking about grown-up stuff, but that doesn't happen either. His body is arranged to hold theirs down - easy enough to remove, but not without waking him up.

...Trumpet isn't better at the end of all this. He isn't back, and he doesn't think this will last. This is either a fluke or an insanely good dream, but he can't find it in himself to care about when it's gonna go away. He's given up too completely to even be anxious.

What Trumpet IS, though, is clean, and wearing clean clothes, and held and safe and warm and full of soup. And given his track record, that isn't too shabby.

His body sighs and melts completely, the last vestiges of fear or stubbornness giving up and slipping away.

Distantly, through ears that don't seem like his own, he can hear whispered voices treating it like some kind of touchdown.

[gaiusgoose]

“The limit is indeterminate”

L+ratio+didnt ask+don’t care+hospital

[midmorning-bomb]

So most of the time there's a rotating crew of nurses at the infusion clinic, but every few months enough people will be out that they have to call in Steve.

Steve will spend the whole time trying to awkwardly flirt, when what Steve should really be trying to do is get the iv into my arm in fewer than five tries, his average.

Today, though, Steve had A Plan. "I'm going to use this straight needle," he says, "it might bleed a little but it should be easier to get in."

My friends it was the red fucking wedding up in there. I could feel blood dripping down my hand while he went to work. There was blood on the pillow. Blood spattered across the floor. Local children's hospitals were calling him up for interior design inspiration.

But he got the needle in one try, so Steve was very proud of himself. Thanks, Steve, you really. Really shouldn't have.

[boag]

[danielhowell]

howley and aziraphil are here to save the world

howley and aziraphil are here to save the world

[dysfunctionalnerd]

he found a poster for a phineas and ferb theme party and just. decided to go. oh my god 😭

[sisyphusshrugged]

Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas

[zipsunz]

DANDADANDADANDADAN 👽👻

[mybreadsmybutters]

when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance

[hoymiko]

Welcome to the express

[cremanata]

momo ayase ♡

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