#cmh memes

[callmehere-iwillappear]

when u try to take a selfie with three (3) ghosts. um. oops

(death wish leo & sensei by @remedyturtles / imbi leo by @dandylovesturtles)

[cryinghi-adam]

CrazyMegaHell, but only the memes

[tankertalk]

tankerTWEETland comix #1665: Sick Sisters - "CMH...” (3/9/2024)

I want to say this is the completion of this story with regards to Rowena having to go to the airport and pick up her older sisters Crystal and Sybil, but who knows, I might do another one where they bug her in the car on the way home. and she ends up screaming like a banshee. I dunno, yet.

As for Popcorn... we'll see on that one.

[ganeko64]

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[mysterioussinkhole]

The Smell of Blood

Statement Summary: Taken directly from Melanie King, who has had it up to here with Jon’s attitude. She has more respect for the Institute now, but still has some animosity for Jon. She has also recently been stabbed with a scalpel. After the events with Sarah Baldwin Ghost Hunt UK broke up. Melanie got interested in the types of ghosts they’d been investigating at the CMH. She went back there to look around but there was nothing. Thus, she began looking into military hospitals. It was during that research that she realized ghost hunters had set places they’d explore. They never listened to tips they get and instead went to well-established places. So she started going to some of the places nobody went to. Her old friends started avoiding her, like she’d crossed a line. While looking for stories online she got to the point where she could recognize the sort of ones that would lead somewhere. She actually followed up on one about the CF Booth Scrap Metal and Recycling Yard. It’s a train graveyard. There was one old car that had sat there for years without ever being recycled and it reportedly smelled like blood. She went at night. It had more security than she expected. After three nights of watching she devised away to get in without being seen. It took awhile to find the car in question. She found it by the smell. There were flickers of figures in the windows. When she turned on her torch it took on a heavy sort of presence. She saw a serial number on the door and wrote it down. Inside was dark, and there were trails of blood running towards the door. There was a gurney with a body bag stained black. Whatever was inside was twitching. A figure holding something metal tan towards the body bag and repeatedly stabbed it. He looked like some sort of army medic but without any humanity in him. Then she felt him stabbing her shoulder. Next thing she knew security was dragging her away as she screamed about ghosts. No one believed her when she said what happened and that’s when someone took a video of her shouting. She was something of a meme for a bit. After the whole mess she came to the Archives to check out the serial number. It was a WW2 train that held patients was supposedly derailed. One thing led to another and she tracked down a firsthand account. It focuses on the urge to commit violence and the smell of blood. The train is implied to have crashed to avoid the rampage of a medical student. Melanie is now going to India to investigate a similar incident

Who Did It: The Slaughter

Spooky Rating: 8/10, stabby ghost! stabby ghost!

Archives Drama: Jon knows what a meme is. Melanie and he bond over being relative outcasts in their respective fields. Melanie comments that she was wondering where Sasha was so she could say goodbye. Jon is confused because “Sasha” brought her in. She insists that she met Sasha the first time she came in and that is not her. Jon is considerably freaked out by this. He has no idea what’s going on. Her certainty on the matter got to him. He decides to do more research into similar cases.

Stray Thoughts: MELANIE!!! A stabby icon. Her interactions with Jon are always fun to listen to because they both have such strong personalities but when they start working on the same wavelength they can practically finish each other’s sentences. I bet they’d be drift compatible. They are both intensely curious and refuse to let anything stand in their way, even when that thing is each other. Jon’s complete and utter bewilderment at the reveal that “Sasha” is Not Sasha is so gratifying after a season-long build up. Poor dude can’t even trust his own perceptions, much less the people around him.

[callmehere-iwillappear]

yknow that. that one meme. yeah

(tc/st dni i Will block you)

[cryinghi-adam]

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[angeltriestoblog]

Angel’s Failure Resume

This week, I’ve been more fed up with social media than ever before. I say this a lot, usually towards the tail-end of the year, then make a half-hearted attempt to lessen my consumption only to relapse after a couple of days due to my inherent lack of self-control and insatiable desire for good memes. But this time, I drew the line. I deactivated my Twitter account, inadvertently ghosted a lot of concerned friends, and spent most of my days either reading, writing, or watching movies. 

In my time away, I’ve been thinking of how I’ve mastered the art of documenting and broadcasting the bright and shiny parts of my life, which have fortunately grown frequent in spite of this ongoing pandemic. It may be hard to believe but I never do this to boast. (Although I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t revel in the praise I received - I’m a writer, it’s what I’m wont to do! It’s what keeps my fingers on the keyboard!) I just know how much I had to go through before experiencing success and fulfillment and I can’t help but be proud of myself. But I get that not everyone might get the drift. In fact, I might be giving off the illusion that I have never experienced setbacks, therefore distorting others’ perception of my life and perpetuating to the toxicity that social media feeds on. And since I have nothing to lose at this point (and know that choosing to bring me down because of my vulnerability says volumes more about you than it does about me), I figured it’s about time I added some perspective to this discussion.

Lo and behold: a list of my failures, arranged from most to least recent, with commentary in select parts for context. I borrowed this idea from a New York Times article I found a while back but was always too scared to try out for myself. I must say: compiling this was a refreshing exercise in more ways than one. I realized that most (if not all) of these rejections are mere scars and scabs, no longer the life-threatening puncture wounds I assumed them to be. Perhaps this proves that everything heals with the passage of time. Also, I just love making lists. Perfect for destressing, reflection, organization, record-keeping. Hopefully, you all come to appreciate the beautiful process of rejection and redirection. Or maybe just walk away with a more comprehensive understanding of what I’ve gone through. Or best of all, come up with a copy of your own.

2020

Got put in a Marketing group with the most incompetent person to walk the planet and had to put in twice, even thrice the work only to get a lackluster grade in the end

Lost an international essay writing contest I joined at the start of the pandemic; only found out the results very recently

Came terribly unprepared to my ACOMM Hosting Pool audition and humiliated myself (this doesn’t begin to express what I did) in front of the panel of judges

Lost my college best friend; had no formal closure with my high school best friend but we haven’t spoken in ages after being forced apart by our differences

Had multiple pitches turned down across several online publications, including the ones I already write for regularly: one magazine only got back to me after three months with literally no apology or explanation, and didn’t even offer to entertain any of the ideas I had already sent in

Rejected by my school publication when I reapplied for reasons not exactly clear nor fair

Had an article I wrote for Reclamation Magazine about a Filipino issue snubbed in favor of a piece authored by a Fil-Am on the same topic

Turned down as an editorial intern for Overachiever Magazine

Rejected as an intern for Klook; to make matters worse, they took my entire portfolio, which included pages upon pages of fresh and inventive ideas that they probably used for their website

Never heard back from Young Star, Scout (I never learn), Fully Booked, Preen, and later on, The Everygirl when I decided to explore international options

Rejected as a digital content intern for Arete

Made project head of a CMH initiative that was snubbed by everyone on the team, despite the fact that it was literally centered on our main advocacy

2019

Stood up against a emotionally manipulative colleague but caused a rift in the organizations we were both a part of

Had several articles I wrote for my school paper revised beyond recognition that I couldn’t even bring myself to call them mine

Was given a poor evaluation by my foster mother during a campus immersion (still don’t know why); could no longer go back to our partner community to visit because I felt like I wasn’t wanted

Never heard back from Scout when I applied to be an editorial intern

Managed to perform rather poorly in Accounting despite being an ABM student in senior high school

Messed up a near-perfect final defense for a subject by making a sweeping generalization regarding the product my group was presenting

Hard-carried a Philosophy group oral exam and received the lowest grade for literally no reason at all (for those curious, I have not forgiven my professor)

Felt very isolated in two organizations I was a part of which I wanted so desperately to belong in

Barely passed both Calculus subjects despite having sought the help of a tutor

2018

Rejected by Under the Stars when I applied to be a host after another humiliating audition

Made excuses to get out of interviews in my home org because I felt like I wasn’t good enough; ironically got rejected from my first-choice department

Realized I wasn’t as remarkable of a student as I thought: literally failed my Theology oral exams because I thought it was ok to read all my answers from a sheet of paper with my back turned to my professor

Was heavily criticized by professors for the way I wrote my essays when writing was (and unfortunately still is) the only skill I was proud of

Felt rejected by people when I entered Ateneo: to be fair, it goes both ways, I didn’t like anyone either

Did not do anything the entire summer before college: could have used the time to take internships or online courses but was far too sad to function

Failed to graduate with honors because of horrible and unfair faculty members

[aflyingcontradiction]

The Magnus Archives Relisten: Episode 76 - The Smell of Blood

Jon: Fine. I’m sorry. I’m glad your opinion of us has changed. Melanie: My opinion of your Institute. I still think you’re a pompous ass.

I love Jon, but Melanie has a point: He can be a bit of a pompous ass at times. Still, not the best strategy for getting him to listen to your statement, is it now?

The thing is, even though her peeling and stapling her own skin was the weirdest part of what I saw, it wasn’t what I got really hung up on. - Statement of Melanie King

... "Oh, I didn't get hung up on seeing someone PEEL AND STAPLE THEIR OWN SKIN! I mean, whyever would you, when there's ghosts around." Geez, Melanie, tunnel vision much?

I used to assume this was to protect us from drunks and weirdos who ate the wrong kind of mushroom. I don’t think that’s it, though. I think it’s to protect us from the stuff that might be real.

Okay, but how would you coordinate that without the people doing the coordination actually realising that that's what they're doing? I guess if it's all under the guise of social norms for that particular subculture?

I mean, I don’t know what it was about Sarah Baldwin that mixed so badly with the presence in the CMH, but that was the first I’d ever heard of a significant encounter there.

Well, the Slaughter and the Stranger have a bit of a strained relationship, don't they?

Melanie: I should have turned back, really, but by then I was kind of obsessed with finding anything to reassure me that I hadn’t been seeing things back in Aldershot. Jon: I think I understand the feeling.

Yeeaah, understatement of the year there, Jon. Your every emotion IS that feeling.

Melanie: The only thing in those eyes was violence. Carnage. Jon: Blood. Melanie: Yeah ... blood.

I like that exchange a lot. I find the use of 'blood' in both its physical and metaphorical sense for the Hunt and the Slaughter really intriguing, somehow.

Melanie: I was actually a meme for a day or two. You do know what that is, don’t you? Jon: Yes, I know what a meme is.

This bit had both me and my partner in giggles when we first listened. Jon being read as an out-of-touch old man despite only being in his early 30s and getting rather annoyed about it just does not get old.

Jon: Even after your experience with the hospital train? It sounds like this could be far more dangerous… Melanie: Oh thank you but I don’t need your fake concern. I’ve heard them talking upstairs. You know this obsession even better than I do.

Hey, it's not necessarily fake concern. Making stupid harmful decisions isn't mutually exclusive with not wanting other people to make those exact same stupid harmful decisions!

Melanie: Sasha. Your assistant. I haven’t seen her in a while. You didn’t fire her, did you? Jon: I’m not sure I understand, she brought you down here. Melanie: Oh… No, is that another Sasha? Are you collecting them? Jon: No, no, there’s just… there’s just Sasha. (...) Melanie: Right, okay, um… are you trying to gaslight me or something? (...) Because I am not crazy. And that is not the same woman I met before! Jon: Yes it is! I mean… What?

I guess Melanie's reaction is very understandable, given that she's probably had her sanity questioned countless times (and by countless strangers on the internet) since the incident with the rail car. Jon's reaction is also somewhat understandable, this is the first time he's confronted head-on with the idea that "Sasha" is not who she claims to be. But I'll admit I got a little frustrated with him because he has had all the hints and all the necessary information (the statement about the goddamn table and everything!) for a while now and hasn't made any use of them. Of course, that makes a lot of sense - it's just natural that your mind wouldn't put the information together that way, after all you've got all those memories of the pretender. But it's still rather frustrating from a listener's point of view. Frustrating in the best sort of way, though.

I… um… I haven’t followed up on Melanie’s statement. I just keep thinking about what she said about Sasha. She was so certain. I mean, it’s Sasha. Obviously it’s Sasha. But… something… There’s more than one thing in the files that can trick you. I can’t just ignore it.

YES! YOU CAN'T! GOOD!

My impression of this episode

This episode didn't really do much for me when I first listened to it (aside from the interactions of Jon and Melanie, which are hilarious), but in light of what this episode means in the story arc of Melanie, it becomes a lot more interesting. And then, there is of course the conversation about Sasha, which had me on the edge of my seat screaming (well, mentally. Physically I was lying in bed and groaning at most).

[callmehere-iwillappear]

been holding onto that last one for a WHILE

[callmehere-iwillappear]

HEY SO I HEARD A MEME WAR WAS HAPPENING

I hope these are funny bc I am too tired to know

PLS THESE ARE PERFECT THANK UWILFJEKLWHKLEWJF

[callmehere-iwillappear]

[callmehere-iwillappear]

I just found your fic and I've been binging it all morning and i aasasdhsdfsdglsadhgflsadfsdaj

Also I cant stop thinking about this

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also THANK YOU!! i'm so glad you're enjoying it akl;fdklsahflkjdsa

[callmehere-iwillappear]

this is for you

LITERALLY LITERALLY LITERALLY THANK U SO MUCH LMAOWJFKLEWJFKLJEW

[callmehere-iwillappear]

I GOT MORE AWFUL QUALITY MEMES

HAVE THEM I MADE THEM IN FIVE MINUTES

i think u mean INCREDIBLE WFKLEWJFKLEW

I LOVE THESE TYSM