#Wick tim

[paradise-frosh]

Tim Weaver Doodles

Omfg I can't Thank you all Enough for all the Comments on Tom's Doodle like- I didn't Expect that many people to Like my Art Related to Wick! it makes me so Happy and Motivated! 💕🩷 I hope to make more Fanart for this game as well as Introduce my Wick Oc I had for over 7 years now

[loombox]

*insert really witty remark here

Idk why I had to be a try hard and shade most of these but at least it looks good.

[lorinstella]

a pergunta que não quer calar: onde fica monte todd?

bem, não é bem uma teoria, mas sim alguns pensamentos e suposições que eu queria compartilhar com todos vocês

nestes últimos dias, eu estava pensando e me questionando sobre a localização do monte todd, e uma coisa que eu questionei sobre isso foi se o monte todd era realmente o próprio monte todd ou se o monte todd era uma referência ao monte tod, eu tinha essa dúvida porque não há nenhuma montanha ou monte que tenha esse nome ou um nome similar e o monte tod é muito similar ao monte todd em termos de nome.

então eu comecei a pesquisar isso um pouco mais a fundo, há um pico na antártida e um tipo de projeto da austrália que tem o mesmo nome, mas esses dois lugares não têm muito a ver com o cenário geral do monte todd e de wick.

e nisso, eu assisti alguns jogos de pessoas jogando wick e analisei o cenário da floresta, ai percebi que tem bétulas de papel, indo um pouco mais a fundo nisso, a distribuição da bétula de papel tem uma presença um pouco forte no nordeste, centro-oeste e oeste do eua, como sendo minnesota, maine, michigan, new hampshire, montana etc., mas o que tem uma presença um pouco mais forte e está espalhado por todo o país é o canadá, e olhando para o clima do canadá, o inverno canadense pode ser bastante rigoroso em algumas partes do interior e pradarias, então se a família weaver vivesse em algum interior do canadá perto de uma floresta e tim e tom tivessem imunidade baixa e muito frágil, isso poderia dificultar a sobrevivência de tim e tom na floresta quando foram botados para fora de casa pela mary devido a esses fatores, e pode parecer nada, mas o canadá participou da primeira guerra mundial, e há algumas pesquisas sobre isso que indicam que os soldados canadenses eram grandes usuários de gás venenoso durante esse período, então há esse ponto que até faz sentido sobre o áudio da máscara de gás do john

eu sei que isso pode parecer muito sem sentido e até um pouco bobo tudo o que eu falei aqui, mas eu queria saber o que vocês pensam sobre isso e falarem um pouco sobre o que vocês pensa sobre qual poderia ser a localização do monte todd ou algo assim

de qualquer forma, espero que todos estejam tendo um ótimo dia/tarde/noite (o > ω・o)

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well, It's not really a theory, but rather some thoughts and assumptions that I wanted to share with you all

in these last days, I was thinking and questioning myself about the location of mount todd, and one thing that I questioned about this was whether mount todd was actually mount tod itself or whether mount todd was a reference to mount tod, I had this question because there is no mountain or hill that has this name or a similar name to it and mount tod is very similar to mount todd in terms of name.

so I started researching this a little in depth, there is a peak of antarctica and a kind of project from australia that has the same name, but these two places don't have much to do with mount todd and wick's general scenery.

and in that, i watched some videos of people playing wick and I analyzed the forest scene, in that I realized that has paper birch trees, going a little deeper into this, the distribution of paper birch tree has a somewhat strong presence in the northeast, midwest and western of usa such as minnesota, maine, michigan, new hampshire, montana etc, but what has a slightly stronger presence and is spread throughout is canada, and looking at the climate of canada, the canadian winter can be quite harsh in some parts of the interior and prairies, so if the weaver family lived in some interior of canada near a forest and tim and tom had low and very fragile immunity, this could make it difficult for tim and tom to survive in the forest when they were thrown out of their home by mary due to these factors, and it may seem like nothing, but canada took part in the first world war, and there is some research on this that indicates that canadian soldiers were heavy users of poison gas during this period, so there is this point that even makes sense about the audio of john's gas mask

I know this may seem very nonsensical and even a bit silly that everything i said here, but I wanted to know what you think about this and talk a little about what you think about what the location of mount todd or something like that could be

anyway, I hope everyone is having a great day/afternoon/night (o > ω・o)

[luckytealover]

Sketch set with Tim

The last sketch is about the release of ghosts

Love that silly angry boy

And others

:"3

[chronicalchaos]

Against Time - Chapter 1

Clock's ticking...

Sam lights a match, looking over his shoulder as he hears footsteps from the trees, a silhouette rises, slowly walking over. Taking a step back, Sam feels his heart beating louder and louder. He had improved a lot, but he couldn't stop the rush of fear, because he knew, he knew he wasn't alone, once he stepped on this place, there was no coming back.

 The silhouette barely comes to view, hissing on an aggressive manner, it reminded Sam of Milo, his cat, everytime his mom attempted to put food on his bowl.

 In a blink of an eye, the silhouette, Tim, charges at him, Sam throws himself to the side, rolling backwards, he pulls the match closer to his chest, his knees dig onto the dirt as he slides back, hissing as his fingers touches the flame. Still with his match, he jumps back on his feet, dashing as quick as he can, heartbeats synchronizing with every step. Sam zigzags through the trees, ignoring all the branches that scratch his skin as he runs, skipping over rocks while trying desperately to keep his flame going.

 But, he didn't have time to lead him astray, as his match dissolves in a green smoke, taking the hint, Sam stops, turning swiftly and facing the ghost.

 Tim raises his hands, a breathy laugh coming from behind the mask, but Sam didn't move, neither flinched, standing bravely, as the ghost almost catched him, instead, he also turns into a green smoke. Sam takes a deep breath and let's out a big sigh, feeling his lungs empty completely, closing his eyes, Sam feels his body get cold, specially around his stomach, shivering as the wind brushes his now exposed skin.

 Once he opens his eyes again, his surroundings are covered with the green smoke, this time being very thick, he couldn't see a single thing inside it, it's a fog now... Even so, Sam walks on its direction, barely knowing where it would lead him, after all, he was completely lost before Tim had attacked him.

 "It's not pitch black this time, thank god" Sam mutters to himself, shivering with just the thought of that happening again. Sam never fully enters the green fog, as it forms a circle around him, not that it bothers him, he's been through this so many times that it almost became part of his routine. But something was different, that same silhouette rises, this time, not in an aggressive manner, Sam stops, watching as the fog slowly reveals the campfire, Tim looks over his own shoulder, his blue eyes stare at Sam, it felt...eerie, seeing him how he was back in the 1900s...when he was still alive...

 Sam could barely identify Tim's expression under the smiley mask, he keeps a good posture, hands behind his back and chin up. At Tim's side, his twin is sat, him, however, is not wearing his signature mask, it rests on his lap. Tom's face has exactly three scars, one going through his left eye, another coming from his ear to the side of his right eye and another on his lips. The flame flickering, threatening to put itself out, Tim takes note of it as he seems to stare at the flames...lost in thoughts. Sam flinches, hugging his own stomach as pain over takes it, forcing his eyes shut while trying to clench his teeth in an attempt to overshadow the pain on his spine, or rather, what remained of it, a cracking noise echos through the fog, he wasn't sure if it was coming from his own body or somewhere else, the pain didn't alloy him to think straight.

  The way he feels his lungs moving, there was no doubt, if he was alive, he would be hiperventilating. Why is it so painful?! The other times it didn't hurt as bad as it was right now. Sam starts stumbling in a random direction, coughing while his head spins uncontrollably, finally opening his eyes, just to see himself tripping on his own feet and falling face first on the grass, staining it with the remaining of his blood as it quickly escapes his guts, his vision seems to blurry as a silhouette appears in the middle of the fog, it's a bit small and quite thin, what looked like a young kid that curled up on itself, kneeling and digging it's hands on the dirt with no effort. He could feel someone tugging on his arm, attempting to pull him up, but failing miserably, the silhouette burrows itself deeper on the dirt, having it's whole arms inside the ground, it's chin brushing the grass.

"Great, mister Wisenheimer arrived" A wheezy quiet voice reaches Sam's ears, his eyes wandering to where he heard the voice coming from, there, he could see what looked like Tim, but there was blood, more blood on Tim's clothes than Sam remembered him having. Suddenly, he feels himself slipping through a forming hole under him, it didn't take long until something scooped him while slipping out of the hole, pushing Sam to be sitting up against a tree, coughing, the silhouette starts to take a clearer shape, one of a young boy, his skin seeming to decay slowly at every second that passed, Caleb stares at him, his eyes grossely starting to melt, it wasn't that he didn't feel disgusted by the scene unfolding in front of him, he just didn't feel the signature twist on his stomach.

"If only you didn't act like a little grouser for once and helped him, i wouldn't have to intervene" Caleb turns his face over Tim's direction, who takes a step closer, tilting his head slightly to the left, arms crossed and chin risen just enough to give him an arrogance aura. "Not that i wanted to be close to you in the first place...but the poor guy was in need, so i had to step in" Tim seemed to reach for something on his vest's pocket, ignoring completely what the younger boy was saying.

"Don't lie, Caleb" Tim pulls what looked like a pocket watch from his vest, opening infront of his own face, almost posing in a theatrical way "I know very well how you just want to show off how good and perfect you are, mama's not here to spoil your needy little heart" Caleb stands up from the floor, brushing the dirt off his clothes. Sam feels someone tugging on his sleeve, at his side, Tom's head is tilted on a very unnatural angle, his face kinda distorted in pain.

"Hey..." A soft, quiet, voice escapes from Tom's lips "...it's gonna be alright..." His bones crack as he untangles his broken fingers from Sam's sleeve. The redhead covers his mouth, coughing slightly before pushing himself off the ground.

"I'm fine..." Sam mumbles, feeling Tim and Caleb gazing into him, he lowers his head, slowly wrapping himself, his eyes averting to Tom as he hears cracking noises, watching as the mangled body contorts against the grass, desperately looking for some relief, if that's even possible.

Sam inhales, not really filling his lungs with air, turning on his heels and stepping away from the three of them, he is once again engulfed by the green fog, just as a thunder cracks in the distance. A storms approaching, and it looks like it's going to stay for a while.

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[squidsandlanterns]

Wick Head Cannons for how I think the twins came to be and the shadow entity (?) probably being involved- (Actually this is just a ramble-)

Ok so.....

This is really just a thought that has been rotting and scratching in the back of my mind from a year and some months now and it's just......

So you know how most of Wick's lore is basically left up to up to interpret? Well a lot of people seem to lean into the "Mary cheated when John left for war" but..... explain when in the audio of Mary begging God to "forgive her of her sins, she was evil from the day she was born,and she hopes to be released from her sins" (that part has me questioning some things-) and the babies crying we can literally hear what seems to be a demonic growl at the end....

Now, I know that the possible theory of her cheating may be true but....what if the twins weren't of a regular father? But a demon? Like we hear in John audio when he was going to kill himself that Mary had "Invited the devil into their bed" and she blamed her problems on the church she loved so much.....

Now that may mean that

Speculation one:

Mary probably slept with a demon and in turn face birth to the twins (and they may be actual changelings), she freaks tf out, goes to the church about it (well more like the pastor) and he like "no bae I ain't fixing that shi you throw those devil spawns TF out, and get yo ass in here after and start repenting" and she may not have she keeps them, John comes home, find out his wife fr cheated and all of a sudden when he's arguing with her Tom starts crying (because the shadow entity came back for them to place a curse of sickness) and shi starts down spiraling. LIKE FAST. Benny at that time knew what was going on but not to a great extent until he died and Mary at one point use to actually care and love her children but with John probably isolating himself, the pastor pressuring her about the evil she brought into the world and the shadow entity seemingly lurking around in the forest (I think it was in one of Calebs audio John was telling him that he's not strong enough to fight of the evil in the woods or smth-) probably waiting for an opportunity to strike.And it did get one. All because of Mary. She starting neglecting her kids, probably even starved the twins and Caleb (look at them, I mean seriously why do the look so malnourished??? Even when Caleb was alive he looked like a skeleton already-). I think the only person that got a little attention was Benny (Old Man Edwards audio about Benny). So when kids started dying (She most likely killed the twins. Probably suffocated and burnt Tim (in his NWO design and mask) and for Tom it was more brutal like.... Chased her kid around, beat him and then probably shoved him off the bridge or in the well.... I'll save this for later) And when she died the pastor peiced together that "Oh fuq this placed is cursed ASF there's a demon fr fr" tries to perform an excorsim but the entity shows up and is like "Nawh today you gon die" and the cue his death by the twins....huh.....now that I think about it maybe the pastor helped Mary kill the twins-???

Uh that's it I guess, please send me your ideas on what probably went down in Wick......Jesus that was in my brain for so long....I didnt even write this properly-

Oh well-

Thank you for reading my spiral into insanity.

[blue-the-octoling]

Cleansing of the Weaver household

This is for everyone who wanted a Tim story. once again I am not good at writing so I’m sorry if it sucks. (Art at the end) cw description of death

“Come on! You said you’d race me!!” Caleb whines ever since Tom and their mother left Tim hasn’t left their shared room. When Caleb  banged on the door to his and Tom’s room and so rudely interrupted Tim’s reading… right when it was getting good too! “Dang it Caleb, go find someone else! I know Lillian would be happy to race you.” Tim says in his signature irritated tone that his siblings have become so accustomed to hearing. It made Caleb roll his eyes in annoyance and say with another few bangs on his brother’s door “oh come on! Lillian’s too slow! You’re the only one that can actually give’s me challenge!”

Tim groans setting his book page side down on his bed and get up not even worrying about his mask walking to the door and opens it. “Fine. I’ll race you this once.” Caleb can’t help but smile and let out a little laugh “that’s what you say every time. You’re a sore loser and you know it.” Tim lets out an over exaggerated gasp pretending to be hurt by Caleb’s teasing but knows it. He is a sore loser, “you have me all wrong!” He says in an over exaggerated prissy voice making Caleb laugh Tim soon following suit not being able to keep up this fake butt hurt act of his. His and Caleb’s laughter soon dies down and they go outside together so they can race. It’s about sundown when their mother returns Tim and Caleb thoroughly exhausted and out of breath from their many races.

When tim spots his mother he’s confused when he doesn’t see Tom… “mama, where’s Tom?” Tim asks walking up to their mother. “Where he belongs..” she simply answers before pushing past Tim and goes inside to presumably start dinner. Tim doesn’t know what she means but knows that his questions will only make her angry so he holds his tongue Caleb coming up to his side “hey… where’s Tom?”

Caleb asks being thoroughly confused himself. “I-I don’t know…” Tim says softly sounding more nervous than exhausted like before. The day goes on as normal their mother makes dinner and their father comes back from town but still no sign of Tom. “He’s… ok he probably is just out in the forest… he’ll come back for dinner…”Tim says softly sounding more nervous than exhausted like before. The day goes on as normal their mother makes dinner and their father comes back from town but still no sign of Tom. “He’s… ok he probably is just out in the forest… he’ll come back for dinner…” Tim says to himself the sun had set and the homestead was now shrouded in darkness his siblings already inside eating and he reluctantly joins them.

But an hour passes, then two, Tim goes out and looks for him against Benny’s warnings Tom comes before himself. He looked all over the homestead, staying outside for hours in search of Tom. Looking high and low checking each spot once… twice… three times over. When he returned home his sibling long since went to bed he finds his mother in their room…. She’s… SHES BURNING TOMS STUFF… “Mama! What.. what are you doing!? What happened to Tom? Where is he?” Tim yells at his mother his mother snapping back “what has to be done! If I want the lord to forgive my sins I must remove all traces of them. Cleanse them in fire. You devils will never see the light of day again and if I have to die to be forgiven then so be it.”

With that she lights the pile of Tim and Tom’s clothing, bedding and personal belongings on fire with the candle she used to light the way to her terrible mission. Tim drops to his knees finally realizing what happened to his brother, tears run down his face as he comes to terms with the fact that his bother is dead. Though it doesn’t last long as his sadness melts into pure anger as he stands to his feet, his knife now tightly clutched in his hand as he lunges at his mother, his knife plunging into her side as she’s knocked to the floor beside the pile of spreading flames. A loud shriek comes from her as she feels his knife be pulled from her flesh before harshly plunged in again, her hair and dress starting to catch ablaze, her screams continuing on and on as he stabs her not even realizing he himself is also catching ablaze. Tom was all he had… the only person who cared… not his mother nor his other siblings… “YOU WITCH. YOU DARE CALL US DEVILS WHEN YOU DO THIS  TO YOUR OWN CHILDREN…!”

He growls in pure distain and hatred, the flames spreading from his room to the rest of the house. His mother dead from blood loss he finally stops realizing his situation, the deep burning in his skin, he can barely breathe from the smoke. As the fire spreads more finally overtaking both him and the house completely. He screams with what little strength he has left clawing at his clothes, his skin, but especially his face feeling a hot liquid run out of his eye sockets. He can’t see… his lungs feel heavy and smothered and his skin feels like liquid. He can’t feel… he can’t… he passes out.

Outside Benny does a head count, one, two… Tim. Tom. They aren’t there. He holds out hope that they’re just in the woods together. For now making sure that Lillian and Caleb are ok. He couldn’t wake up their father, nor find their mother for now he only care about his siblings. Lillian stuck to his side in fear and Caleb doing the same. For now the only thing Benny can do is calm his siblings down and hold out hope that the other two are ok. 

Tim redesign everybody! This is the second one out of the five and this is how I interpret this character in an AU me and @kiw1-qu33r have made together! Next redesign/ story: Caleb (sneak peek)

It’s a beta design, don’t come for me because of the face I know it’s bad😭😭😭

[amistyshadow]

Wick is a pretty underrated game in my opinion, I had so much fun making this!

I totally see Benny’s siblings using him as a huge pillow 😂

[vinehasnohopeleft]

Quick concept sketch of BioShock Tim and Tom.

So while looking up something, I found out that little brothers were considered failed experiments due to them being hostile or something. So I played this in as the twins were the only two "successful" little brother/big brother.

Tim plays the role of the big brother, being the more hostile of the two. His designed stayed the same of the big sisters but I picture it having green paint flicking off and the ribbons in the carrier(?) Were replaced with masks.

Tom plays the role as a little brother, doing the same things as little sister. His design was based on some little brother concept art I found and he does wear a mask that covers his scarred face. I'm not sure what the mask would be.

[rina-inab]

I hate getting up..Tiffany weaver

Tim weaver♀️

Hey,im sorry to disspear but idk if this Blog is populer so i just leave it alone but recently i've been getting likes again from very old post so...i hope ya enjoy take care

[loombox]

My unpopular wick opinion is that I could beat Tim up 100% no questions asked.

[lorinstella]

I forgot to post this drawing along with that drawing of Tim and Tom from the design that wick fandom knows (;ﾟ∇ﾟ)

and yes, I did same but being the alpha or old design of Tim and Tom

tradução:

eu esqueci de postar esse desenho junto com aquele desenho do tim e tom do design que a fandom wick conhece (;ﾟ∇ﾟ)

e sim, eu fiz o mesmo mas sendo o design alpha ou antigo do tim e tom

[mossyscavern]

Security-… wait, ghosts now?!

This… might be longer than some other stories… read at your own risk

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Gregory ran, running as fast as his legs can get.

He should not have pissed off the smiling masked kid, yet he did anyways, questioning was.. how did he piss him off? While running straight to the bridge, jumped off to lose him, he’s still going after him.

“You could’ve told me that before?!” He yells out to the faz watch on his wrist, still running from the smiling masked kid.

“You didn’t ask.” He heard on his device. “You said not to!!” Gregory yelled back. “Well sorry, it’s not my fault Tim’s protective of Tom you little shit.” “Well fuck you too!!”

“Gregory! That’s not a nice thing to say and Duncan, watch your mouth.”

Gregory heard from Freddy, chuckling a bit at the thought of Duncan’s pissed off expression towards an animatronic head, turning around he sighed in relief as the boy disappeared, finally.

“Anyways, try not to push off Tom again. Tim’s very protective of him, if you did it again… your funeral.” Duncan says, cutting off communication.

“… What the hell!” Gregory shouts, kicking the stone well in frustration before lighting the candle. ‘When I get out of here, I’m coming after-.. oh. That noise?’ Gregory thought, jumping up onto the well ledge, avoiding the broken planks.

Staring downwards at the floor, blown out candle in his hand, ready to throw it. “C’mon you skeletal, cannibalistic frea-AHH!”

Gregory screamed, getting dragged down the well by whatever is holding him. “Argh! Let me-! ... go.” He paused, now staring at what he assumes is to be the 6th family member.

With shoulder length red hair, leathery decayed skin, glossy moss green eyes behind the front of the hair. This is it. Gregory’s done, he lost the game, he’ll never see Freddy, Vanessa or Cassie ever again. Goodbye to 10 years of his life.

“H llo? Hey!” He heard, staring up at the person in front of him. “I asked if you’re ok, cause you’re clearly not.” The person asked, sounding a little older with a rasp in his voice.

“I- uh… what?” Gregory couldn’t find his voice then and there. This person- no, this boy asked if he’s ok. Like he’s an actual person and not something to hunt like he’s for sport.

“Ok, you’re responsive. That’s a good sign.” He says shifting Gregory around, holding him underneath his arms before placing him down on the ground. “You’re small… but bigger than Lilian, how old are you?” He asked, arching his eyebrow.

“Rude. And I’m 10 thank you.” Gregory sassed, crossing his arms. “You’re 10 years-! Oh god.” He says, hand dragging down his face.

“How are you with piggy backs?”

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By the time he crawled out of the well with Gregory on his back, he knelt down on the surfaced ground and Gregory lets go. “Stay behind me.”

Sam instructed before placing his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly. “Weavers! Get your butts over here!” He says, placing his hands on his hips like a mom would.

And arrived they did. Tim fell from the trees, Tom appeared next to Tim, Lilian floated, Caleb dug out from underground and Benny… just walked.

‘Is this kid like… the leader or something?’ Thought, staying behind Sam the whole time. “… what did I just say? When I agreed to all this?”

The five looked at one another, before Tim answered. “Leave the… younger kids alone?” He asked, shrugging his shoulders. “And what did you do?”

“Chased an intruder?” He says like it was obvious. “He’s 10 years old.” He says, moving away to reveal Gregory behind him. “You scared a 10 year old to death.”

He says, crossing his arms. Not mad just disappointed. “He wasn’t scared at all though! He wasn’t playing fair!” Lilian shouted, stomping her foot when she landed on the ground.

“Really? You weren’t scared?” Sam asked, turning to Gregory. “Not really… I-it’s a long story.”

“Well… I hope it’s a good one, because you’re going no where until you explain everything. And I mean. Everything.”

‘… how did I get sucked into this?’

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Yeeesssss!!! Finally! It’s done!

Woo! That… was act really fun to write, I can see why crossovers are a huge deal to write… sorry about the uh… character divergence if there’s any elements of that present.

@artisticmerose this crossover’s for you!

[kohshiba19]

OK here's some sketch I drew, it's very messed up bc I'm too lazy I promise I'll get this better

[kiki-mimi222222222]

- Okay, Tim, let’s do not anything stupid… Just go with me into the church, so Pastor could help you. It’s not you (and I mean Tom as well), and we need to fix it, or else…

(A Wick community’s headcanon, that twins were possessed (maybe not, just Pastor gone nutty 🤪) by devil, Tim set the house with Mary on fire (because she abused them), and Benny, being religious, tried to do something with that. Also my headcanon, that twins were born from the cheating, that’s why Mary cried to god about her “sin”, while two babies screamed)

[blue-the-octoling]

A rough timeline of my and @kiw1-qu33r’s Wick AU

!TW! Mentions of suicide, murder, and death in general 

1939- Mary and John Weaver are married

1941- The birth of their first son Benjamin (Benny) Weaver

1942- John Weaver is drafted into WW2

1944- While John is at war Mary has an affair with her churches Pastor

September 4th, 1945- John comes home from war to a pregnant wife

December 12th, 1945- Mary Weaver gives birth to Thomas (Tom) Weaver and Timothy (Tim) Weaver. Tom is seen to have facial deformities.

1951- Mary gives birth to their second to last child Caleb Weaver

1952- Tom gets surgery to fix his facial deformity and while he is healing Tim carves him and his twin brother comedy and tragedy masks. Making Tom more comfortable in public.

1955- Tom is infected with Poliomyelitis, it is unfortunately one of the more severe cases that leaves his right leg paralyzed. Not long after that she gives birth to the only girl born in the family Lillian Weaver.

1960- John Weaver finds out about his wife’s affair and a few days later hang’s himself in the shed making Mary have a psychotic break that makes her believe that god is punishing her for her affair and leads to her hating Tim and Tom blaming them for the breakdown of her marriage and suicide of her husband.

December 24th, 1961- Mary Weaver takes Tom to a cliff pushing him off it killing him. That night she sets her house on fire believing if she kills Tim by fire that it will cleanse her soul and help her enter heaven. Benny, Lillian and Caleb make it out of the house. Lillian who had gotten pneumonia and hypothermia dies, Benny gets killed by the towns people who had originally came to murder Mary and her family. They break Caleb’s legs and unknowingly bury him alive then they throw Lillian down the well breaking her skull.

1974- Pine Lake Summer Camp is built around the Weaver property

1978- Three kids go exploring on the Weaver property finding the remains of Benny, Lillian, Mary, John, and Tim. Then a month after that they find Tom’s remains as well.

1980- The legend of The Weavers is turned into a campfire story and eventually the game “Wick”

2014- Travis Burton or TBubber trespasses on the now abandoned Pine Lake Summer Camp and subsequently the Weaver property in the efforts of making a scary video for his channel being killed in the process

2016- Sam is forced to play Wick by his friends in the process being killed

I am sorry if there are any inaccuracies like I said this is a rough timeline

Wow that was dark if you made it this far have a picture of my new baby! Her name is Nemesis :)