#Mock jackalope

[jojotheresnothinghere]

Calm vs angy

When he gets pissed more eyes will open on his face as well as the rest of his body.

[choices-binglebonkus]

ILB MC and Elliot to this day remain the best sibling relationship in Choices.

[a-star-that-burns-brightly]

Okay listen I don't want Amane to be unforgiven, at all, and even though I'm pretty confident her verdict will turn up as forgiven given how the votes have gone I am aware there is a sliver chance that she could barely get into unforgiven, and that scares me That being said however, the one positive that would come from her being unforgiven would be seeing Jackalope's reaction because could you fucking imagine "Oh, you didn't forgive her because you thought you could change her worldview? Tough luck with that" [One Trial Later] "Are you actually fucking kidding me, say sike right fucking now."

[prettyboyrxpist]

Bunny's soft white frame looked like a sort of recursion of the large mocha black hare he stood in the shadow of, the wind whipped their fur into a rippling sheen while his eyes pleaded with the Jackalope.

"You know we can't. The others already thought it was strange that we share a burrow and neither of us have mates."

Tova smirked at his little brother's faux pleas of resistance.

Bunny continued, "We can't even breed the way you take me, its pointless!"

Tova's eyes lit up like stars, if stars could make one's stomach tie into knots "Would you like to change that?"

Bunny's face was suddenly hot and he knew it was betraying his desire.

Yet he continued.

"A litter with no explanation would be like announcing to the whole forest that..."-

"That you let your big brother invade your body whenever it wants like a shameless cum hungry demon?"

Bunny couldnt manage any words in response to such an honest appraisal.

But his body answered for him.

A low groan escaped him as his mind was plunged suddenly into flashbacks to Tovas weight pinning him to the grass. His hips beating mercilessly against Bunny's tailhole, the cocktail of pain and pleasure radiating from the obelisk lodged inside him that forced him into a state of lucid shame and carnal ecstasy. He didnt want to think about how many times he came. As if he could have kept track.

By the time he'd come back to reality Tova was already behind him, huffing at his musk and licking at his fur.

"Fuck." Bunny sighed.

And wiggled his little ass at his lurking brother-mate.

"Any chance youll use the right hole this time?"

Tova scoffed at the suggestion, and replied in a tone so mocking it was almost sing-song.

"If it fits"-

Bunny felt the end of Tovas cock pressing against his twitching asshole, then spreading it apart, slowly and vividly scraping its way past Bunny's threshhold and settling into his guts.

"Then it cant be the wrong hole."

Bunny whimpered as Tova started to rythmically rut into his open rectum.

He wanted to tell it to stop. That he was a brute and he'd would tear Bunny's hole apart and that a brief pleasure no matter how intense wasnt worth the pain.

But he realized that would be a lie.

And with that revelation he finally gave into his nature.

No more pretending.

He huffed Tova's musk and untied his inhibition at the drunkeness it summoned in him

"Fine! Y-you wanna hear it so bad?

I-Agh! I need you-" he spasms underneath it. "to fuck every.. every drop of essence you can into me, Tova. I need to be sore and-and throbbing, and full of warm sticky brothercum! Is that what you want?! Is that what you need to hear you demented fucking freak?"

But Tova couldnt have answered if its life depended on it. It was panting breathlessly and driving even harder into Bunny with every passing second. It must be close.

"Give it to me Tova! Fill your baby brother fucking full!"

Tova growled in perfect carnal attunement as his muscles clenched and his seed found its way deep into Bunny's tailhole.

He softened up slipped out, and began to clean his fur of the aftermath.

But Bunny, face in the dirt, leaking cum, clenching and unclenching his gaping asshole around nothing in particular now, locked eyes with Tova.

"Dont."

Tova gave him a curious leer, a "don't what?"

Bunny answered. "Dont clean up yet. Im not done with you."

[good-beanswrites]

Hear me out:

Kotoko adopted Es, and Fuuta went ballistic.

Rip Fuuta... he can never catch a break... Asdfsdf thank you for this, it was a blast thinking of all the ridiculous ways this could have played out! (One possibility I toyed with was Fuuta's competitive instincts take over, he fights her for Es, only to realize too late "*I* don't want to be responsible for a whole child WAIT") It's a similar format to the last one, with a knock-at-the-door reveal, but I still think it works 😂

“Don’t fuck with me, Es.”

“I would never.”

Lying brat. Fuuta knew they would every chance that they got. It was the reason he was so relieved that Es decided to find somewhere else to live after Milgram’s end. Fuuta had nothing left to fear from his former warden, but the others’ suggestions that Es become his new roommate still made him shudder. Three interrogations in a closed space with the rude kid were enough for him, thank you very much.

However, it wasn’t all a relief. He couldn’t help feeling concerned about who they’d gone to live with. Given how cryptic they were being, Fuuta would have been convinced they walked into the woods to find a furry family of Jackalopes or something to raise them –except, they showed up for this walk with clean clothing and internet access. 

“I don’t believe you. You’re fucking with me right now. Why can’t you just tell me who it is?” 

“It isn’t any of your concern. Hey, I thought you swore to stay out of others’ business. You turned over a new leaf and all that?”

“Tch. I meant other people’s business. You’re different.” 

If Es had vanished off the grid like some of the other prisoners, Fuuta wouldn’t have cared. But they were here, near enough to arrange some lame meetup, which meant they were going to remain in his life for a while longer. And that meant, as the model citizen that Fuuta was, he felt responsible for ensuring they didn’t get themselves kidnapped by some creep. 

He asked, “how much do you know about them, anyway? I mean, what kind of person can house a random weird kid on incredibly short notice? That’s definitely suspicious.”

Fuuta pulled the mask up on his face as they turned down a more crowded street. He knew people were going to gawk at his eye anyways, but it still helped him feel like he was blending in. With his thoughts on the injury for a moment, he was glad that bitch Kotoko was one of the prisoners who had gone off the grid. Good riddance.

“I promise, she’s fine. Not weird with children at all. In fact, she’s really good with them, which is why she could help me on such short notice.” They muttered, “but it’s not like I’m that young…”

“That’s still not normal. Is she some old housewife or something?”

“Ah, are you trying to do the interrogation this time? Actually, I’d say she’s around your age.”

“It’s just you two living alone? I’m still worried about Milgram coming looking for us again – can a girl like that really protect you?”

“Is everyone supposed to live with a big, strong man, like you?”

“Wha–!” Fuuta’s cheeks burned red. “That’s not what I –!”

“I’m only teasing. It’s cute that you care about me.”

That only agitated him more. “It’s not cute! I’m being realistic! One of us has to think about your safety while you’re just distracted by some pretty girl.”

“What makes you think she’s pretty?”

“Well, why else would you be so careless in deciding to live with her?”

All of the sudden, he saw it in Es’ eyes: that spark of mischief that Fuuta had come to loathe. He could never tell what they were plotting, but it was never a good sign.

Es held up their hands in mock surrender. They put on a ridiculous, overdramatic voice. “Ah, you caught me, Fuuta! I’m hiding her identity because she’s the most beautiful, capable woman in all of Japan, and I want to keep her all to myself!” 

He groaned, but they weren’t deterred. “She’s got everything, I couldn’t risk you falling for her! She’s quite capable of defending me. She’s very strong, with protective instincts much like your own. She understands our situation like no one else could. She’s got intense eyes, and you wouldn’t believe her singing voice. She enjoys deep conversations, she’s a dog person, she –”

“ – now you’re being the creep! Just shut up, I get it already...”

When they finally had the decency to pull it together, they reassured him. “It’s all true, though. So there’s no need to worry about me. I’m in good hands.”

Good hands, his ass. In only a brief conversation, the caretaker had gone from sounding a little suspicious to sounding way too good to be true… meaning she was extremely suspicious.

“Maybe someday I’ll introduce you, if you’re lucky...”

He turned his eyes away. “At least let me run some background checks on her first.” 

(He would just stalk her on social media, but that still counted.)

“You’re just going to stalk her on social media. That doesn’t count.”

“Eh? I have legit methods!” He hid deeper under his mask.

Even after the topic was dropped, after he and Es parted ways on an awkward goodbye, Fuuta was left thinking about this mystery woman. It took a bit of digging (and maybe a tiny bit of social media stalking) but at last he found where Es lived with this stranger. Contrary to what they may believe, he had turned over a new leaf. There would be no more hiding behind screens or letting others do the confrontation for him. Now that he was a changed person, he’d do the healthy and normal thing with this information: he’d march on down there himself and confront her like a man. 

He made it all the way to the front door with his chin high. He knocked with confidence. 

Then he began to shift nervously. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the woman’s description out of his head. Sure, he was here to check on Es, but if someone happened to check him out at the same time, it was only right to be prepared… He straightened his shirt collar. He ran his fingers through his hair. He wondered if he should have covered up his eye to look more presentable.

The door swung open. 

The surprise on Kotoko’s face was nowhere near the amount on Fuuta’s.

“Oh, for fucks sake –!”

From somewhere behind her, Es’ laughter rang out.

[septgram]

a transcript of the warden’s introduction to the prison. jackalope re-familiarizes them with how things work. (+ a compilation of the changes in undercover)

The audio starts off with Jackalope talking. His voice isn’t the same as the canon Jackalope’s voice. He sounds faraway, you can’t make out his words. Slowly, his voice fades in, becoming clearer. He sounds frustrated and speaks fast.

J: … c’mon! I can’t wait for you forever, y’know? W: ..? J: Ah, good. You’re finally awake.  W: Has it started yet? J: Calm down, you haven’t missed anything. You would have, if you didn’t wake up, though!! Your forever-nap better have been worth it! J: You recognise me, right? W: Yes. You’re Jackalope, my ‘caretaker’. 

The Warden speaks slowly, as if uncertain of their words. Jackalope’s slowed down a bit. He doesn’t sound as frustrated anymore. He almost sounds like he’s talking to a child in a near condescending manner.

J: Bingo! What about your job? Do you know what you’re here for? W: My job… My job is to keep an eye on the prisoners. No, wait… I have to judge them. They’re here because they’re murderers. My job is- J: Woah, woah! Slow down there, Warden! J: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. You just woke up. Let’s ease into things. W: No need. I know what must be done. J: Alright, Warden. If you’re so smart, tell me ‘what must be done’.

He says the last part in a mocking tone.

W: … W: I’m the Warden. W: I’m here to take care of the prisoners. They’re here because they’re murderers. It’s my duty to bring the truth regarding their murders to light.

They sound more certain of their words. Slowly, over the course of the conversation, they gain confidence in the way they speak.

J: How are you planning to do that? You’re not half as intimidating as you think you are, y’know! J: … hey, hey! Don’t make that face at me! Save that for the prisoners!! W: Rest assured, I will. W: I’ll bring the truth to light… by any means available to me. That’s… those are… W: … J: Hehe, told you that you need a refresher! J: You’re gonna interrogate them, extract songs from their minds, all that stuff. Does that ring any bells? W: Yes… Yes, it does. I can only do these things once per trial. There are three trials in total. Based on what I learn, I… I vote..? Yes, I decide if they’re deserving of forgiveness. J: You got it! Your decisions may also affect the songs that will be extracted during the later trials. Your judgement may change, too, after you hear those. W: I know. J: Let me finish, won’t you? J: … Thanks. Let me remind you that you can base your decision on anything. If you like them, dislike them… I can’t even stop you from voting randomly! It’s all up to you, Warden. W: All up to me… J: Did you get all that? Any questions, or are you ready to start things off? W: … J: Aw, shucks, are you feeling unwell? Do you need another nap? Maybe a moment to calm down?

His tone is mocking again. Only briefly, though – he quickly regains his usual annoyed vibe. Someone can be heard standing up. They start walking away, Jackalope immediatly interrupts them.

J: Hey, where are you going?! We're not done here! W: I know how Milgram works, Jackalope. We don't need to go over this again. We'd be wasting time. J: Fine, fine. Whatever. J: Oh, but, before you go, and before I forget... J: There’s only six prisoners this time. Don’t go looking for more, ‘cus you won’t find any. W: Thank you for the information. I’ll bring the prisoners to justice.

The Warden has regained complete near complete confidence now. Jackalope sighs.

J: I know you will. J: Now, shoot!! Get out of my face!!

He doesn’t interrupt them when they leave this time.

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i'm not going to go over the whole undercover mv. it would be very similar to the already existing mv, so i don't really see a point in doing so. i'll only talk about the big changes. first: the changed lyrics! for example, haruka has "if you say innocent, youre complicit and weak, im so lonesome, please love me", so..!! here's mine:)

nastya - "under, i only ever wanna be loved. now that i'm here, i give you my trust"

viktor - "under, is pleasure seeking really so bad? this itch i can't scratch, it's slowly making me go mad!"

sasha - "under, a parasite that knows what it wants. who i am will never change, not with these wounds"

tess - "under, my wolfskin is tearing at the seams. i know some things are better left off unseen"

volkov - "under, to show mercy is to be weak. i sowed this seed, its my time to reap"

yasmina - "under, your judgement cannot decide my fate. i've taken my bow, it's already too late"

next, the prisoner cards and the places shown in them.

nastya - her card shows a closeup of a table with a few empty plates on it. the room itself is unremarkable.

viktor - his card shows a bedroom. the sheets are unkempt, and there's clothes scattered around the room.

sasha - the location their card shows is hidden. sasha covers the photo with their hand, smiling.

tess - their card shows an empty classroom.

volkov - his card shows a bedroom. its simple.

yasmina - her card shows a littered bathroom. clothes and towels are piled on the floor.

next, these things. since they're not really, like.. it's not as explicit with which shot belongs to who. so, ill only be describing these shots without saying who they belong to. it wont be too hard to guess, i think, but still:)

a shot of someone's hand, putting the key in a door.

a shot of someone's shadow, walking in a school hallway.

a shot of someone's legs, the rest of their body is wrapped in blankets. there are plates and food wrappers on the bed.

a shot of someone sitting on a bench, hunched over. they have a backpack next to them.

a shot of someone on a computer. the only light here is coming from the screen. theres soda cans and snacks around it.

a shot of someone's hand, holding a cigarette. the shot is from their pov. theyre looking out a window at the street. its night.

last but not least, the prisoners sillouhettes attacking es! the warden doesnt react to the prisoners actions here. theyre mostly just... well, you could describe them as a puppet being posed, i guess! they dont seem to care at all whats being done to them.

nastya has one arm wrapped around the warden, like in a hug. shes got her other hand on their jaw, keeping it shut. shes smiling from ear to ear.

the warden is laying on their back, and viktor is sitting on their stomach. hes leaning down towards them. his hands are wrapped around their neck. hes smiling.

sasha is screaming at the warden, crying. hes gripping their hair with one hand, pulling them towards him. he's stabbing their neck with his other hand.

the warden is on the ground, curled up. tess is standing above them. she looks triumphant. shes stepping on their neck.

volkov is on his knees, distressed. hes holding the wardens limp body and yelling at them.

yasmina is expressionless. shes holding the wardens hands, and has placed them around her own neck.

that's it, i think? some extra info on the warden - i'll do this for every song!:)

if they were to cover (another) milgram song, what would it be? definetely deep cover. theres other candidates, but ill share those in the future trials:) what other, non-milgram song would they cover? debt collector by jhariah - it works perfectly for her!! theres other songs, but... i wanna keep her Mysterious for now :3

[pegasus-624]

Carmen Sandiego Mythical Creatures AU????

Had this idea for a while, based on monster falls

but I can’t draw so I’m going to talk about my ideas instead.

I am going to write little oneshots for them.

Also spoilers ahead

Carmen

Carmen I wanted to have a tie to Dexter Wolfe, While also keeping the black sheep energy. My friend suggested werewolf Carmen but I decided to do weredog, which is a completely different species. I imagine something a bit fluffy wolflike and black for the breed of dog that Carmen becomes, I’m picturing something like Siruis Black in a sense. I imagine like at the beginning of the series it’s like “she’s a werewolf” and then a bit later, she is revealed to be a weredog.

Player

Player is a Tanuki, a japaneese raccoon dog. In mytholgy, they are Shapeshifting and Michievious and A tanuki fits Player very well. Also I think he just gives raccoon energy. I can’t explain it. Also I imagine a raccoon with headphones for him.

Zack and Ivy

The Boston twins are both rabbit like creatures. I didn’t want them to be exactly the same so I went with Zack being A jackalope and Ivy being a wolpertinger, Kinda like a rabbit with antlers and wings and sometimes other random animal features. Most of the reason I wanted Zack to be a Jackalope was so Ivy can call him Zack-alope. But also I headcanon that Ivy is afraid of heights and rarely flies.

Chase Devineaux

Chase is a centuar. It just makes sense in my head.

Julia Argent

Julia is a fairy, specifically a fae. It also makes sense in my head. Also a fun bit I picture is “I never got your name” “I know better than to trust a fae with my name”

Cheif

Cheif is part Will o’ Wisp, Kinda like the ones in brave. I kinda wanted something that would be able to like appear and travel between places, Like how Chief mostly appears as a hologram. Also fitting that they’re usually seem as blue flames like Chief’s hologram version.

Coach Brunt

Coach Brunt is a minotaur. Very obvious. Strong and gets angry easily.

Professor Maelstrom

Malestrom is a dragon. Very scary and a very powerful creature. But This dragon is a very petty dragon.

Dr. Bellum

Bellum is a Alicanto. A mythical bird with golden feathers. She gives bird and crow energy, so thats where I was going with

Countess Cleo

Cleo is a gorgon, like Medusa. I originally wanted her to be a sphinx because egypt but I decided against it because mythical beings connecting with countries is challenging.

Shadowsan

Shadowsan is a vampire. Jackie suggested it and I’m going with it. Also turning into a bat seems like a very ninja thing to do.

Tigress

Tigress is a spinx. Again, wanted something cat like like her codename. Honestly I also imagine her to have a gazillion riddles

El Topo and Le Chevre

El topo was hard because there were not that many creatures that were known for tunneling, But I found a creature called an afanac, which was kinda like a crocodile mixed with a beaver so I was like “close enough.” Le Chevre is a Satyr. Very Clear. Half goat, probably good climbers.

Paper Star

Paper Star is a kitsune. I think their paranormal abilities would fit well with the chaos that is Paper Star.

Crackle

Crackle is a raiju. They are known for having electric powers so I though that would fit, knowing that Crackle is an electrician and uses the Crackle tod when he’s a vile operative

Mime Bomb

In becoming Carmen Sandiego, Carmen realizes that Mime Bomb was VILE’s spy. (Also in who in the world, Mime bomb was the “eyes and ears” in a mock caper so there is that) so I figured a shapeshifter who can be anyone or anything would be fitting for him, but he usually appears human.

Cleaners

I think a Cerberus-like 2 headed dog fits the cleaners very well. I don’t really have that much to say about it.

[ryez-loveyz]

FINALLY MAKING AN AU TAG. GO MY SCARAB

anyways hwres the current playlist. can you tell i like junie and thehutfriends

yapping below the cut because immmm SO NORMAL

so!! basic rundown, its a fantasy au YAY!!

otto and charles are basically vessels for mythical creatures/shapeshifters. theyre not the only ones but its an uncommon occurrence!

they both live in a village near a forest and sea, and magic is QUITE a known practice there. most times its a taught skill, but some are born with it, like the vessels

ottos more known as a vessel of the kraken, as its an intimidating and terrifying creature. charles is still known as a vessel, but since the jackalope isnt all that scary (as far as they know) they more revere him and try to keep him "pure"

its a very othering feelings, he feels more mocked and left out than respected

eventually he finds otto (who the village didnt want him to find) and they run away into the forest and find their full potentials together!!!!!!!!

i wanna add some sort of wizard/witch/sorcerer aspect to it (cuz the witches by junie and thehutfriends) but that takes a bit of thinkinggg aubh

yes i self projected. on my self insert. whatever i do what i want YIPPEEE

[randomidiocyncrazies]

started Milgram T2 (Jackalope's update, drama+MVs of 001-004) and w o w some of the results sure were. interesting.

the judgement of Amane makes it painfully obvious that most of the voters do not understand how cult degrogramming works, since apparently a lot of them gave Amane the "unforgiven" vote in the hopes of her choosing to break free from her cult's ties. however, a tactic that irl cults use to prevent their followers from leaving is to emphasize the idea that the outside world is inherently hostile and will judge them/give them no mercy, and therefore the cult is the only place that will accept/value them. You cannot go up to a cult follower and say "I think you're wack and that's why you need to leave the cult" when they're on the fence about leaving, or have not yet come to the realization that they need to leave; all that'll do is to reaffirm that they have no place in the outside world. Thanks to the results of T1, I honestly think Amane is locked out of a "good" ending; she's essentially been told that her elders were right, the outside world is full of hostile people who mock true goodness/God, and that she will never be treated fairly/accepted outside of her cult. I feel like whether she's forgiven or not after this point doesn't really matter anymore, she'll double down on her cult's way of life no matter what.

[archivalofsins]

Would you be willing to answer 5 and 6 for Es?

Oh yeah i definitely would! Thanks for asking~

milgram character ask game ! send the character + the questions

Es/Es

I did this for everyone else so I'm doing it for them too.

5. favorite voice drama line/moment?

Toddler on toddler violence. Literally Es just lying to Amane in an attempt at a gotcha moment type thing just for her to immediately get the upper hand again by questioning why they call themselves we is so hilarious to me. I also like when they state something is a personal dislike of theirs in Kazui's voice drama. I just like when Es gets a bit bias and acts like a child.

6. favorite relationships with another character in the prison?

I like Es' relationship with Jackalope. Particularly how they compare Jackalope to a parent and the way they talk to each other. It's very sweet and funny. Out of the prisoners I like their relationship with Kazui and Amane the most because Es seems to be themselves more around them even though they're harder on the two of them than the other prisoners.

I also like their interactions with John and Mikoto. John a little bit more because of how he mocks Es and just beats them up for overstepping. It really gives off sibling sparring energy. Plus despite that Es still remains genuinely concerned for Mikoto and his well being. I also like their relationship with Futa for the same reasons. With the other prisoners Es seems to be either be distant from them or they're distant from Es.

[mask131]

Green spring: The wolpertinger

THE WOLPERTINGER

Category: Bavarian folklore

Remember when I made a post about the Dahut/Dahu, during my very recent Cold Winter series? Well meet his German cousin: the Wolpertinger! Also called the Wolperdinger, Woipertinger or Woiperdinger. Just like with the dahu, the wolpertinger is a completely fictional creature that was invented to mock people, as a sort of “running joke” that became part of the folklore.

There are actually traces of the Wolpertinger existing as a folkloric being, since Bavarian legends about the beast were recorded in the 16th century, but the actual “existence” of the wolpertinger started in the 19th century, when taxidermists began creating “stuffed wolpertingers”. Originally these fake animals were created as a nod to the local folktales, to be bought by Bavarian families as a weird little decoration or as a tool to help storytelling when the wolpertinger legend was told to children… But the “stuffed wolpertinger” fad grew unexpectedly fast, as people found a new use for these fake bodies: selling them to tourists and visitors of Bavaria… This was the start of the fame of the wolpertinger. Whenever people wanted to scam or mock foreigners, when someone was ignorant of everything about Bavaria or obviously gullible and naïve, a stuffed wolpertinger was presented to them, and the beast was described as a part of the local fauna everybody knew about – and the “victim” was incited to buy the stuffed body as a souvenir of their trip to Bavaria. This “good joke” lasted to this day, as you can still find dead wolpertingers for sale on markets or in souvenir shops across Bavaria.

The wolpertinger actually has several different names depending on the part of Bavaria you are in: Oibadrischi, Rammeschuksn, Raurackl… And equivalents of the wolpertinger also started appearing in other regions of Germany: rasselbock in the central regions, dilldapp in Hesse, elwetrisch in the western lands… To this proliferation of names corresponds a proliferation of appearances: for you see, the whole point of the taxidermized wolpertingers was originally to just put together various animal elements to create a fantasy beast fitting the elusive and mysterious tales of a strange creature. As a result, each taxidermist did a different wolpertinger, and the creature had no fixed or “canon” appearance. The only thing people could agree on was three facts: the wolpertinger is quite small in size, it has a chimeric appearance mixing elements taken from other species, and it is a carnivore. The most famous and widespread description of the wolpertinger presents it as a hare with antlers, wings and fangs – most illustrations of the beast go with this description. However there are many other depictions of the little critter: a horned and winged squirrel, a half-hare half-deer creature with a cockscomb, a chicken with antlers, a mix of a fox and a duck, or a cross between a marten and a pheasant… There are so many different descriptions of the wolpertingers that people started explaining that the race probably started out as the union of opposition species, creating bizarre hybrids, that then found mates among each other – and now each individual is unique, bearing traits of all its ancestors species, randomly organized on its body.

Beyond all this, the only two other facts the storyteller will always be certain of are the wolpertinger’s habitat (the forests and mountains of Bavaria), and its diet: meat… to be more precise human meat. Indeed, part of the joke if warning tourists and travelers that if they wander carelessly and alone in remote and wild areas… they might get attacked by wolpertingers. And the warning usually comes with tales of imprudent tourists who got devoured alive by these little, but ferocious, beasts…

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If you are American, the idea of a horned hare will probably bring to mind another name: jackalope, which could be considered another folkloric cousin of the beast.

The dahu in France, the wolpertinger in Germany, the jackalope in Northern America… Other names you might look into are the Swedish Skvader (a half-hare half-bird creature invented in the 20th by a taxidermist out of hunters tall tales), or into the “wild Haggis” (the critter of the Highlands whose flesh is the dish called “haggis”… or at least that’s what joking Scots might tell a particularly naïve tourist). And of course… who could forget the Australian “drop bears”?

[gewitternachtkind-art]

Day 6 // Jackalope

Horned hare, where do you come? Where do you go? They mock your size, but ignore your speed. And once you catch up, your antlers will teach them your strength. If it‘s true that rabbits lead you to wonderland, then where will you lead me if I follow?

Source Material: North American folklore

[nogallantstag]

New skateboard deck mock-up: The Jackalope.

[ndconceptarchive]

For the beginning of the spooky season, here's something different (and out of order) from CUR for Box Art Monday. Taken from a post on the Amateur Sleuth blog written by Calina Herman/Little Jackalope on June 5th, 2017 here:

"I was digging in the archives for some graphics inspiration and came across another great piece. Well… it’s not THAT great, but it is pretty cool! This was one of the concept ideas for the cover art of Curse of Blackmoor Manor. As much as I like it, I really like the final version much better – so much more eerie and mysterious! (Did you notice the creepy flying gargoyles in the background of this one?)"

I remember seeing this floating around on the internet and thinking it was fake since it had the subtitle used on Secret of Shadow Ranch, but here is the confirmation that it's real.

It should also be noted that a lot would go into the tag lines/title of these games so it's likely that it wasn't fully decided what would be used for CUR at that point.

My best guess is that this was used as a mock-up before a box-art cover was fully decided on since illustration can take a long time. While I like the official cover more, I could imagine this gargoyle also being quite spooky with some more extreme lighting.

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Writer’s Month 2021, Day 5: “Secret”

Fandom: Invader Zim/Gravity Falls crossover

Word count: 880

Summary: Dib tries to investigate a paranormal hotspot. Unfortunately its residents aren’t making it easy for him. 

Author’s notes: Hopefully this will be a full-length fic someday.

Dib Membrane was used to frustration. He was used to people refusing to see the paranormal even when it was in front of their eyes. But he wasn’t used to people lying about seeing the paranormal. And after an hour in Gravity Falls, he was convinced that that was what was happening.

“Never mind all that!” a random townsperson said when asked about the events of the previous year.

“But witnesses said that the sky was red, only in a patch of sky right above this town! How—”

“Never mind all that!” the man insisted, then turned and ran away.

The same thing happened when Dib went into the local diner.

“Never mind all that,” the blue-haired waitress said breezily. One eye swiveled as she moved. “Now, what kind of soda would you like?”

“Classic Poop. But the town was completely cut off! My sources say that there were no calls, e-mails—”

“Power outage.”

Dib flipped through his notes. “Okay, but people who went to your town’s website, or even any blogs or social media accounts from people living here, saw ‘staticky videos of a weird, triangle-shaped cyclops laughing and speaking in ominous backwards messages.’ And any recordings of those messages went blank a few days later!”

“POWER OUTAGE!” Dib recoiled as the waitress put her face about an inch from his. Then she drew back and cheerfully left to get him his soda.

Dib marched out of the restaurant a few minutes later. He grilled random people walking along the street. He tried asking some kids younger than him. He asked a police officer. And each began with the same phrase: “Never mind all that.”

He might have believed that they were all just stupid, like the people back home...except that, as he was talking to one woman, a giant eyeball with bat wings flew by. Dib let out a scream and fell back, while the woman scoffed, swung her purse at it and grumbled something about “stupid pests.” Dib was still fumbling for his camera while it flew off into the forest.

While he was talking to the policeman, two foot-tall men in pointed hats ran by, working together to carry a large ham.

“And what are those?!” he cried, motioning as they disappeared into the bushes. “How can you tell me that there’s nothing weird about this town when—YAAAGGGHHHZZZ!”

“WHOO-HOO! Mad with power!” the police officer cheered, running off and waving his taser above his head. 

Dib stumbled over to a telephone poll and grabbed it for support. He blinked when he noticed the flyer attached to it. Then he snatched it up, rereading it thoughtfully.

And that’s how he found his way to the Mystery Shack, a small wooden building not far out of town.

There were a few other tourists milling around as Dib tentatively checked out the exhibits. A fake bear head with a unicorn horn. A fake Sasquatch wearing briefs. A stuffed jackalope, which upon close inspection proved definitely fake. A T-rex skull that might have been real, but didn’t technically count as paranormal if it did.

In the gift shop, Dib found a tall, redheaded teenager reading a magazine behind the counter. He grabbed a bumper sticker at random and slapped it on the counter.

The girl sighed and then, impressively, started to scan his purchase without looking up from her magazine.

“Hey. Did you enjoy the exhibits?”

“No. So,” Dib handed her a ten-dollar bill, speaking in a fake-casual voice that he hoped was leading, “you deal with the supernatural here, right?”

“I assure you, nothing in these exhibits counts as ‘natural.’”

“Right. Well—I’ve heard some rumors about stuff in this town.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Specifically, stuff that happened around here last August?”

The girl finally looked up. “Oh, right. ‘Never mind all that.’” She gave Dib a wry look, like this was some inside joke that she expected him to get. Then she slid his bumper sticker across the counter, along with a penny in change, and went back to her magazine.

It was her tone, more mocking than deceptive, which finally set Dib off. He pounded the counter, causing her to jump.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! You have a museum dedicated to the paranormal, but you still won’t tell me about the actual paranormal phenomena that you obviously know?!

“Do you think you’re being clever?!” he continued, now pacing back in forth in front of the desk, gesturing wildly at the air. “Every person in this town says that same thing! This couldn’t be a more obvious cover-up! And then I waste ten dollars on a bribe, and you still won’t cut me a break? You think I actually want this?!” He waved the overpriced bumper sticker in front of the girl, who continued to stare. “If you think you’re fooling anyone, you’re wrong, and I am not leaving this town until I uncover the truth!”

He ended by pointing dramatically in the girl’s face, then lowered his arm, breathing heavily.

A few seconds passed before she spoke.

“I go on break in five minutes. Sneak into the back room, and I’ll tell you what you want to know.”

Dib blinked. Then he gave a manic grin, grabbed his bumper stick and hurried in the direction she had pointed.

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// I decided to make a little mock-up of what I feel like Jeremy's mask would look like. I was inspired by the Jackalope, which has two unique explanations/backstories.

A Jackalope is sometimes thought of as a mimicry myth, luring people by copying voices of their loved ones.

Some scientists have offered the explanation that a Jackalope might simply be a rabbit afflicted with a parasite that causes the growths on their heads. Essentially a zombie.

Oh and I decided on the little detail that Jeremy uses his antler as a weapon. There's a release button on the back of the props that allows him to detach them and he always has a weapon handy.