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parasite-core · 2 years ago

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Last night in Pathfinder we fought through a horde of enemies to a Dark Young of Shub-Niggurath, had a teleportation mishap, found the place the man we’ve been pursuing since day one is, got spied on by a horse, had horrific nightmarish eldritch experiences we can’t remember after trying to scry/dream scan our target, Alazhra tried to talk Igil back into following her, and Igil and Dia had a heart-to-heart. All before we entered a horrific eldritch-tainted magical library we’re supposed to cleanse while seeking Lowls and his associate.

We had a relaxing spa evening after the hard day we’d had clearing the lab, with the intention of returning to clear the attic in the morning. Jo and Dia chatted in the hot springs about Jo’s experience with the consanguineous concoction, and Dia passed on Mia’s message to Jo about the various shards liking being her. Dia offered, if Jo wanted, she could help Jo to procure more of the concoction on the down low. She understood why, especially Berin and Stefan, we’re wary of it, but if it could help Jo to figure out more about herself. Jo admitted the thought had crossed her mind. But the effects hadn’t lasted long, and she’d felt like total shit afterwards, so for now she was going to leave that off the table. Dia respected that decision, but said if she ever changed her mind, Dia was still willing to help.

After we’d rested, Igil came to us with a proposal: he had a spell he could cast on Lowls to get some information, so he wanted to know if we had any questions for the man. He also wanted Dia and Ileark there with him to have two Desnans watching over him while he walked the world of dreams, just in case. The Desnan duo agreed, and the party brainstormed questions.

That night, Igil went into the spell’s meditative sleep-like trance. He walked a hall of doors, each unique to a different person. He saw doors of strangers, and ones with names he recognized—Winter, Ileark, Berin, etc. Then he finally came upon Lowls’ door. A gaudy overly decorative door, with an overly decorative key to match. Igil turned the key, and entered. Inside Lowls’ dreamscape was a roadside museum. Everything was dusty and thrown together, nothing was quite genuine.

Igil began walking the endless halls of the museum. As he did, he asked our first question: how did he plan on bringing Hastur into our world. Igil came upon a china cabinet full of figurines of strange unfamiliar cities. Then Lowls appeared. He didn’t interact with Igil, but instead opened the cabinet and drew out a new figurine—a familiar one. A figure of Thrushmoor—asylum and all. He placed it into the cabinet, nestled into an empty space amongst the rest of the cities, and closed the cabinet. And that was our answer.

Next Igil asked where Lowls was going after getting the Necronomicon. A billboard appeared—although Igil wouldn’t know what a billboard was. It said “Welcome to Okeno the Yellow City”

Our next question was “where in Katheer are you now”, to which Igil saw an archway welcoming him to the Mysterium. That was bad, we’d hoped he wouldn’t have already arrived to his destination.

Next was “why aren’t you traveling magically”, to which Igil found a Petri dish labelled “in development”

“Why did you have the consanguineous concoction made?” Igil saw a young Lowls looking through books. Books of things no child should be looking through, books of eldritch horrors and things of darkness, and he was looking through them with joy and fascination. For fun, that was the answer.

“How scared are you of us catching up to you?” Igil asked Berin’s question. What he found was a trash can. And in it were our photos. Asshole.

Igil was out of questions pertaining to our goals, so he asked something personal. “Did you ever love me?”

He came upon a door that said “private, do not enter”

Igil did not remember what happened after he entered the door.

When he entered the door, he saw Lowls, only it wasn’t Lowls. There was fungus growing out of him. Out of his mouth, out of his eyes, the stalks of mushrooms where his eyes should be turned to look at Igil, and a voice that wasn’t Lowls’ spoke to him. It spoke of another Great Old One. It promised our ends, and the infection of all. And then Igil woke up, with no memory of anything after touching the door. He assumed Lowls must have woken up, or willed him out of his mind.

Dia and Ileark had noticed in the last minute of Igil using his spell that he’d become restless and began sweating, but Igil assured them that everything was alright, he’d just found some weird things out in the dream. He said his good nights, and they all went to bed.

Nice and de-stressed, the party rested, and returned to the lab the next day with the intention of flying up the side to enter through the attic window.

There was thick ivy coming through the window, and when Jo tried to move it aside, it move back into place. Jo activated the flames on her mace and struck it, but the flames didn’t take and the make didn’t damage the ivy in the slightest. Dia became concerned, calling up to Jo that she didn’t think what they were dealing with was an actual plant. She didn’t know *what* is was, but she was positive it wasn’t any kind of plant she’d ever heard of. Jo switched tactics, drawing her dagger and slicing into the vines. Some of it cut away, and it bled a slimy black ichor. Something about the slight leeched its way into Jo’s head, and took hold there. Like the spell Insanity, Jo was permanently confused. She began damaging herself, causing us to immediately see that something was wrong with her. Igil identified what had happened and realized just how bad it was. Ileark temporarily suppressed the confusion with Unbreakable Heart, but it would only last for a little over a minute. Igil could heal Jo’s mental state, but he needed 10 minutes to cast Psychic Surgery. While Jo was clear-headed we got her permission to put manacles on her so that she couldn’t hurt herself or Igil while he cast the spell.

While he did that, Stefan pulled Berin aside. Whatever was in the attic was too dangerous for us to go up there unprepared. He knows we were worried about his health, but he could beseech the stars for answers. It would tire him but surely it was worth it to keep all of them safe from whatever could do *that* to Jo. Berin reluctantly agreed, and once we finished healing Jo, Stefan took a meditative seat and closed his eyes. When next he opened them, his eyes were pools of stars and nebulae. He spoke of something evil, a spawn of Shub-Niggurath that would just keep growing and consuming. Once he finished, he was drained. Berin went to his side to steady him. Igil identified the monster Stefan described—a Dark Young of Shub-Niggurath. We weren’t getting past those vines, which were a part of the larger monster inside. We would have to go inside, despite that meaning killing the pitiful Hollow One within guarding the attic entrance that we’d wanted to spare.

Jo went to the blacksmith’s real quick to get a great axe. If she was going to have to use a weapon she wasn’t good with to hurt the abomination, she wanted to go big.

Then we went inside. We weren’t being stealthy, believing we’d killed all the threats within.

It turned out we were wrong.

The Derros we’d made a deal with were back. They’d had a dream of Hastur who promised them the sun if they stopped us from killing what was in the attic. So the derros betrayed us and we had to fight through a horde of enemies to reach the attic. Then the Hollow One flew down the ladder in a rage and struck Berin. Berin apologized, saying we’d tried everything we could to get into the attic another way. Then fought back.

As Berin landed the killing blow, the Hollow One’s final words could be heard. A final whispered ‘thank you’.

In his hand were papers about where Lowls and Mund were going. In ours minds’ eye we saw a vision of decay and fungus growing at a rapid pace, and a voice urging us forward, saying something about how our minds were pure.

Jo went up the ladder only to be stabbed by the leader of the derros and her mesmerist accomplice. Jo slid back down the ladder and turned herself invisible to try again. Ileark darted up the ladder and used his dimensional hop to try to avoid taking a sneak attack—but didn’t realize the mesmerist could project himself across the room with his mind to flank with the rogue even if he wasn’t next to him, causing Ileark to be stabbed severely. Ileark tried to dispel the rogue’s greater invisibility, but after that stab he couldn’t quite get his focus on it and failed. Berin went up the ladder despite the danger, tore apart the mesmerist in a cold fury, telling him that he’d given them a chance and they’d spat in our faces for our kindness and understanding. They’d sided with the wrong person. They’d betrayed the wrong people. Now they and all their allies were going to die for it. Igil went up to help once the threat of flanking was gone, since he could see invisibility, while Dia stayed at the bottom of the ladder. The leader of the derro didn’t back down, still using her advantage of Berin not being able to see her to sneak attack him.

Jo made a split second decision, thinking she could either try to dispel the invisibility to help Berin, or she could simply case See Invisibility on him. She chose the later. Berin turned to face the final derro. ‘Oh, there you are.’

She laughed in his face and asked if he could see in the dark, before casting Darkness. The room became pitch black.

Which didn’t deter anyone but Igil, as Ileark, Berin, and Jo all have darkvision.

The derro darted past Berin, taking an attack from the not-blinded dhampir, and she made her way into a corner of the room away from the rest of us, behind Igil who couldn’t see her. Igil yelled downstairs that everything had gone dark, and Dia came up and blocked the exit just in case. Berin and Jo attacked the derro, and Ileark tried to blind her to no avail. Then she tried to strike Igil because he was unable to see her. Dia pulled him down, saving him from the strike. Ileark darted in while the derro was off balance and ended her life with swift claws through her jugular.

With that done, the path to the attic was clear. We healed up, and prepared for what we knew lay ahead. Then we climbed the ladder into the attic.

Up top, roiling vines tried to grab us and impede our movement. Only Ileark was entangled by the grasping ivy. The dark spawn hung from the ceiling above us. Berin flew at it with his angelic aspect and sliced into the abomination and Jo followed suit with fly and her new great axe, although her first swing with it was a natural 1. Igil and Ileark cast from the ground, Ileark buffing the party and debuffing the dark young with a Prayer, and Igil hitting it with an empowered magic missile. Then it was the Dark Young’s turn. The creature lashed out with tendrils at all four of us, and managed to grab Ileark, although by Desna’s luck he managed to resist the creature’s strength drain. He didn’t remain in the abomination’s hold for long, however, as Berin with a few masterful strokes of his blade cut the creature down. It landed square on top of Ileark, and they needed to dig him out from under the gooey mass. He begged his dear brother Igil for a prestidigitation afterwards.

The party found a treasure chest, which Igil and Ileark got unlocked. Igil decided he would focus on looting the place, but Jo wanted to see about dealing with the dumbwaiter that led to the derros’ city. Only one person could fit down, so after a game of Rock Paper Scissors, Jo won and went down the shoot. Berin, Stefan, and Ileark went the other way down through the surgical theatre to meet up with her, leaving Igil to loot the lab awkwardly with his ex-fiancée alone.

When the trio touched down, they immediately saw a strange metal form that they couldn’t see from up above. The construct animated and went on the offensive. Ileark mentally called to Igil and Jo, letting them know that something dangerous was there. Jo arrived in the dumbwaiter a moment later. Igil and Dia began running for the surgical theatre.

Jo, Berin, and Ileark faced off against this unknown construct. It proved difficult to harm with blades, although Jo’s morningstar did some damage, and while very uncomfortable to scratch, Ileark’s claws were effective as well (because claws are slashing and *bludgeoning* for some reason, I even just looked it up to make absolutely sure I didn’t make a mistake and that was completely correct by the book.) After taking some hits, the golem smashed open a tube in the room, and a ochre jelly sloshed out onto the ground. Berin decided to go after it, thinking maybe *it* would take damage from his sword unlike the golem.

Instead the jelly split in half.

Berin said he wanted to retreat until Igil and Dia arrived.

Jo wanted to smash the golem first. And smash she did, turning what was left of the old machine into scrap metal.

Ileark considered the jelly, then cast holy smite on it in an attempt to get some damage out that wouldn’t split it. At that point Igil and Dia arrived. Dia identified the jelly, and Igil shot a burst of empowered magic missiles at one jelly, killing it. Then he used his phrenic pool to quicken a second set of empowered magic missiles to shoot the other, and splattered it as well, ending the encounter.

As Jo bickered with Igil about something, Dia made her way over to the dumbwaiter and began examining it. She broke the mechanism and let it fall. It fell hundreds of feet lower than we expected. Concerned about what might be down there, Ileark offered to scout since he had darkvision and a safe teleportation point if anything went bad. They agreed, and he flew down below. What he found were two giant centipedes with saddles on them. He flew partway back up to remain out of their reach and mentally informed the others of what he’d seen. They decided to just leave it, assuming that once their riders didn’t return the insects would likely wander away on their own.

With the lab cleared, we’d found the deed to the place in the attic, so technically we owned the place now. We had Ileark’s easy teleport mark placed there as well, so we decided if we wanted to spruce this place up in the future (get rid of the sins against humanity and the corpses), then we could make this a base of operations.

For now, however, we were on a time limit. Tomorrow we were going to buy a scroll of Teleport and between that and Ileark’s own Teleport we’d be able to get everyone to Katheer.

We rested, had another spa evening. Ileark had a new ability to use that would link his and Igil’s minds, and as such spent the night sharing a bed with Igil again for the ability to take hold. Before that, Igil sent off some nightmares to Lowls and Mund, and Ileark tried to scry on Lowls.

Tried being the operative word.

Ileark didn’t remember what happened next.

When he opened his eyes Lowls’ face was right in front of his. He looked sickly. He sneered at him, telling him “you can’t spy on me anymore, whelp”. Then Ileark felt as though there was something in his chest bursting open, and suddenly he was back, with no memory of what had happened, although Igil had seen that it had looked as though he’d been struggling with the spell.

The next day, Jo bought a new spear, Igil bought a scroll of Teleport, Ileark spent time memorizing the area he’s laid down his landmark to make teleportation back to it easier, and Berin threw snowballs at Jo and Igil.

They all met up at a cafe after the shenanigans had calmed down, had a little breakfast, and then tried to teleport straight to Katheer.

Tried being the operative word.

Igil ended up off target. Ileark had a mishap and then ended up off target. They both ended up 20 miles away from their destination.

Ileark while teleporting had felt some interference, as if something had reached out and grabbed and squeezed him in the middle of teleporting. He’d never had anything like that happen before.

Thankfully a well-travelled Ileark identified the general location where they were and was able to guide them in the right direction towards Katheer. They began the long uncomfortable desert trek.

Not before dealing with a robot that wanted to cut open our outsides to take out our insides though. Jo hit it with fire and it began overheating so Ileark made it really overheat with sacred flame and melted the thing for making us fight in the desert heat. Ileark has bad past experiences in the desert and you’re just adding to it.

We made it to town by nightfall, exhausted and parched but alive. We decided what to do next, and Ileark remembered he had Find the Path, so we could locate the Mysterium tonight if we really wanted to. We decided the sooner the better, and cast the spell. Berin split off from us to go find an inn while we did this, wanting to find a place to stay after the long travel. A little butterfly led us through town, until we came to the well guarded magical library. Four masked Nethys worshippers stood guard outside. The party noticed that they seemed jittery, and kept looking back, as if they were more worried about something getting out than something getting in. Igil slipped away, silently telling Ileark that he was going to go read their minds. He turned himself invisible and crept up on the guards, reaching into their minds. He confirmed that something had happened recently, and got the name of their superior, Elder Thyer. Around this time, Berin returned, and we led him away to chat. After some discussion we decided that honesty would get us farther than lying here. If we just approached them and said we were adventurers and we’d sensed something dark was going on here and we wanted to help, maybe they would just let us help.

So we approached the guards and spoke to them. They wouldn’t let us in unless we spoke to Elder Thyer, so we got her location and went to talk to her instead—despite the lateness of the hour.

We spoke to Thyer, and again just led with the truth. Even when she asked the real reason we wanted to go into the Mysterium, we answered that we were chasing a man who was a danger to the world and we were trying to stop him, and he was currently inside. She asked his name, and we told her Hasturton Lowls IV. And to a lesser extent his associate Mund. She cursed, saying she knew he was trouble. It turns out he’s been in there for a week now, and after he went in their security system became corrupted. Mirrors which were meant to release one type of entity to protect the facility instead released Hounds of Tindalos. On top of dangerous haunts which were apparently already there. And who knows what other traps and monsters. Oh and there’s an extremely powerful angel at the heart of the entire place. So totally not terrified that it’s been corrupted or anything.

We agreed to her terms to enter the building. One: she wanted us to cleanse the building by resetting the security system. She explained what we needed to do to reset the system, and we’d be locked inside once we entered. Two: she wanted us to swear on our gods that we would return the body of her superior to her so that he could be raised once this was over.

Once this was over, if we succeeded and survived, we would be given access to the library for a week as thanks for our assistance. Given that normally the library is off limits to all outsiders, this is a big deal. And this could be a huge help for us in looking into what’s up with Jo. So it’s definitely a big help.

While we were hashing out plans, Jo was keeping watch, keeping an eye out for anyone listening in. What she saw was a black horse watching her. It stared her down knowingly, before turning and walking into an alley and vanishing.

We all decided to go rest at the inn before risking the Mysterium in the morning. On the way back Jo told them about the black horse, and Igil admitted that he’d forgotten to ever tell them that this happened once before to him back in Thrushmoor. Alazhra’s favored animal is a black horse, so it’s most likely another way she’s keeping an eye on the party.

Ileark wanted to attempt scrying again, afraid there was a chance that his failure the day before might mean Lowls was dead in there. Not likely, but he didn’t want to take that chance. So once they made it to the inn he set up his scrying ritual and began.

He didn’t remember what happened next.

But as it happened, he did remember what happened last time, and realized just what a mistake he’d made.

He felt a hand grasp his mouth and his throat. “What did I tell you, whelp? You can’t spy on me anymore. I’ll send you back with a parting gift this time.” As Lowls’ hand grasped over his mouth it smelled musty and moldy and felt wrong. And he felt like his brain was boiling and dripping out of his eyes and nose and ears.

And then he woke with no memories of it, except the pain of 20 hp of psychic damage.

But the others were all there to have seen his reaction this time, and Igil was mentally linked to him, so he heard him think ‘shit, I remember this, I’ve made a mistake’ before the pain completely overtook all thought. So they’ve determined that scrying either Lowls or Mund is off the table, because they don’t know if it’s just Lowls or if it’s because of the Mysterium that he’s able to cause it to backfire like that. Igil also put two and two together about the strange moment when he couldn’t remember opening the Private door in Lowls’ dreamscape.

Ileark decided to heal and go to bed after that.

Igil decided to send some nightmares to Lowls and Mund, despite what we’d just seen. He dumped all his spell slots into attacking their minds over and over vindictively. When he finished, the familiar voice of Alazhra spoke to him. She said he’d said some very hurtful things to her last time, but he just can’t stay away from her power. He likes sending nightmares to his enemies. He really should come back to her.

“You should talk to my directly instead of sending a horse to harass my friends”, Igil told her.

“Ah, she’s just a watcher. After all, you and Ileark are still very important to me.”

Alazhra left, warning Igil not to share with Berin that they’d been talking.

At first Igil held his tongue when Berin asked what’s wrong, only telling him that ‘she’ talked to him but not going into details. But then he reasoned out that if Alazhra wanted to kill him, she would have done it just then. So he told Berin everything.

Afterwards he was going to head to bed, but Dia stopped him. She wanted to talk. She was a bit shaken after seeing a fellow Desnan be attacked in a scrying trance and then something similar happen to Igil not long after. She also wanted to know where she stood with Igil, because he seemed like he was avoiding talking to her.

They talked about why he had been, about his assumptions about what life must have been like after he’d left her. Then she told him what had really happened. About how after her sister had made a simple but costly mistake that burned down part of the library, Dia had taken the blame to save her. And as a result Dia had been drained of her magic and thrown into a river in a sack to drown—like every other sibling who had failed before her. She’d only survived by luck. She’d prayed for luck, and she’d washed ashore near a camp of Desnans who saved her, far from home, and she never looked back.

Dia decided to show Igil something. The truth of why her family is the way they are, of why only the strongest are allowed to survive and carry on the family legacy. Once she confirmed no one was looking, even magically, she removed her glasses, and revealed her true rabbit-kin form. A form that shouldn’t exist, since there’s no such thing on Golarian as rabbitfolk. She admitted that if she and Igil had been married, her family would have baleful polymorphed Igil into one of them. It’s how they keep their bloodline going. Igil swore to help her get revenge on her father someday, and he knows their friends will gladly join them by their side at that.

Dia wondered if Igil still found her attractive, even though she was older now than when he’s known her before, and not actually a half-elf. Igil explained that looks weren’t really at the top of what he looked for in a person. At the top of things he found attractive was understanding. Which explained Lowls.

He asked if she wanted to share a bed tonight. Not like he was propositioning her or anything. It’s just that they hadn’t in a long time, and he kind of missed it. Dia agreed, and decided she was going to sleep with the glasses off tonight, since he already knew so there was no point in keeping them on.

The next day, we entered the Mysterium. The masked guards only kept the door open for long enough to push us inside, then it slammed shut and locked behind us. And in the distance he heard the howls of the Hounds of Tindalos.

#pathfinder #PF weekly

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sanriosratz · 3 years ago

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@pins-and-needles-and-gears thought you might like these ;)

Assorted OTP Questions

What is each member’s love language?

What would they describe as their perfect date?

Who made the first move?

Who is more sentimental?

Which member calls the other in to kill the spiders?

Who falls asleep first?

Who wakes up first?

Who is more more relaxed/carefree?

What’s one way their personalities compliment one another? (Is it opposites attract or are they pretty similar?)

Who is always cold?

Which member is always trying to bring home stray animals and which member always has to say no?

Who worries more?

What are some non-sexual activities they do together?

Who would be able to talk their way out of a speeding ticket?

Who is the better cook?

What are some things they don’t agree on?

Which member is more physically affectionate?

Which member is more verbally affectionate?

How does each member feel about PDA?

Who’s the safer driver?

What’s each member flirting style?

Which member steals borrows the other ones clothing?

Who is the cuddle initiator?

Are they an introverted couple or an extroverted one—AKA would they prefer to go out to a party or event together or would they rather stay in?

Who is the big/little spoon?

Who is more likely to make an impulsive decision and who is the voice of reason?

Who’s more likely to laugh at their own jokes?

Who takes longer showers?

Who is “more loved” by the in-laws?

Who is more likely to get jealous?

What was the most surprising thing they learned about one another once they started dating?

Who stays up way too late and who tries to drag them to bed?

Who’s messier?

Which member is more likely to accidentally spend $300 at Target?

Who wanted/would want kids first?

Who gives piggy back rides to the other?

Who fell in love first?

#otp questions #ship prompt #otp prompts #natleo #< listen i have no clue who leo is or nico or whatever i’m very picky with the media i choose to indulge myself in #my new current hyperfixation? eldritch hall asylum #it’s an everyday thought that #blessed AU honestly #happiness is stored in the eldritch hall asylum au #sanriosratz mumbles

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twolizardsandaunicorn · 7 years ago

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The Eldritch’s Asylum

Word had been going around the facility tbat there had been a new doctor had been hired. He had been seen walking around and talking with some of the patients. Demencia was simply exhausted! She didn’t need another doctor roaming these halls! And a dude? Seriously?

Well… It was her fault that he was there, after castrating the last doctor with her toes he’s been gone ever since!

She wasn’t like any of the other patients at that asylum, they doctors there did things to her, /horrible/ things. They tampered with her body in ways more than one. She was never conscious when it happened but she gained new abilities when she woke up from the drugs they used to knock her out. The only one she noticed was when she could climb on walls much like a gecko. It provided a huge gain to her when she wanted to get out of the camera in her room’s view.

To prevent any other…… Castration mishaps…. She was put in a straight jacket and muzzle to keep her from harming the new Doctor. She lied on her side, the nurses said it would come off AFTER shes had her little chat with him….

Who knows how long THAT will take..

@sassinapaperbag

#see this is what it looks like when i put effort into it #i like it ♡♡

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outlasted-a-blog · 8 years ago

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@wifeused.

Walrider. Mara. Gospel of Sand. So many names for one being. In a body no longer belonging to a variant. There was some new kind of power associated with it, blood coating it while the nanites swarmed around it, giving off the appearance of smoke. Most of the heavier blood has dried on the body, it was no longer trailing it. It had been traveling the asylum in the body of the intruder; Miles. It had not been welcome at first, but the more it showed its power, the more it did what Miles agreed with, the better the host was reacting.

It took them to a whole new part of the building, doors no longer blocking their path as the nanite being easily forced them open. There was no hiding from it; any variant in the way tasted death if they didn’t run fast enough. They would both eventually clean the asylum of what Miles considered the fucked up crazy motherfucking psychos. A colorful term that Walrider wasn’t sure about, but it made Miles compliant, so it did as instructed. This was the reasoning behind it stopping in front of another variant it found in one of the halls. Injured? Looked like it. It stopped the body from advancing any further, and the scientific version of an eldritch horror slowly tilted the head of its host in a curious manner. Did it know this one? Miles did not. Billy’s memories were... faint.

What are you doing? Kill the bastard and let’s move on!

❛ Do... ❜ The word comes out as if the Walrider has never spoken before in its life (it has not), tone confused, words with a slurred quality to them. ❛ We... Me... Know you? ❜ Capability of speech was low. It needed to learn still, but it thought it’s point got put across well enough.

#【the buzzing won’t stop】 | ic #【you have become the host】 | walrider miles #wifeused #{B)}

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doedipus · 8 years ago

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LP D&D: The Gang Experiences Some Personal Growth

Hey all. Here’s the first sessions’ worth of notes, for your amusement. Originally, it was in a vaguely orderly bulleted list, but I guess tumblr doesn’t like the way google docs formats shit like that, and it came out all messy. Hopefully this isn’t too messy to follow or anything. The notes aren’t perfect, and I’ve included some comments to explain minor things from previous sessions that weren’t in the plot synopsis. They’re marked with “//,” because bold and underlined text is ugly and I italicize stuff a lot already. Fuck you, programming is cool.

Anyway, content is under the break. Enjoy~

Rolen and Escrima clear up some details with Rocky about planescape and vampires.

Coy asks Rocky to hang on to the giant diamond, Rocky shows us his sick-ass vault. //Coy was able to extort a diamond the size of your head out of the child dragon we ran into back at Candlekeep.

The vault has everything of value in the multiverse

Narcovi reeeeally wants us to go to Sigil. There’s a portal in an abandoned warehouse. //For a couple sessions, Narcovi had been telepathically pestering Escrima from beyond the plane.

Coy looks around for the other dragonborn guy. He decides against being a cool guy on the chandelier.

Escrima wants to whisper something in Coy’s ears. Coy reminds him that he doesn’t have ears.

“But then how do you hear??”

“I DON’T KNOW!”

JP reminds the players to get their shit off the boat before it leaves. //I talk about over-the-table stuff a lot in the notes. JP is the name of the DM, “the players” refers to the people playing the game, and not the characters, and I listed the player names next to the characters they play in the intro post.

Greg wants to wait behind for Lucas. //This session and the one where Lucas goes to meet Gandalf were supposed to happen simultaneously in the game world.

Akim thinks the displacer cub is the greatest thing since sliced bread. //Coy bought a displacer beast cub a couple sessions prior because ???

Sometimes he fails his roll to pet because he has disadvantage.

Escrima wants to take Akim to Sigil, presumably to kill off any competition for the role of “party child”

Coy struggles with his role as a teen parent. He gives Akim a bell to ring if he needs help

“You’re a cow now!” - Escrima

Escrima is amazed that fish don’t have ears, and apparently tongues.

Coy pushes Akim off the boa- I-I-I mean, onto the docks, obvs lol

Rolen feeds Lupe the Wyvern

He sees some guys enter the brothel. They’re probably Graham’s family, but we don’t know that, that’d be metagaming!

Construction is well underway on the roof

Lupe learns “Strike!” The dragon drumstick is consumed.

Coy milks the Wyvern.

COY DON’T PISS ON THE PORTAL

Coy is indignant about the implication. //I forget exactly what happened, but I think Coy had to take a leak on the portal we returned from Sigil through after our first journey there or something. I wasn’t there for most of that session, so whatever.

PVP occurs

Escrima gets a message from mother that makes him unbearably sad.

He uses Coy as a shoulder to cry on, but Coy pushes him away

Escrima latches on to Connie

Rolen casts “sanctuary,” requiring Escrima make a WIS saving throw.

NAT 20 HOLY SHIT

He now thinks Connie is Mother for a minute

Coy and Rolen bounce out

Much mumbling and sobbing occurs

“HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY” //IIRC, this session took place on Mothers’ Day 2016

Once he’s finished, Connie cleans both of them

Coy and Rolen saw a glowing flash from outside the warehouse due to this.

The portal wants everyone to think of bunnies

Escrima thinks of an eldritch monster he believes is a rabbit. The portal thinks about it, but lets him through.

Coy fails to use the portal at first, causing a car outside Kim’s house to honk its horn. Then he goes through like normal.

Escrima still thinks Akim would like it in Sigil. A passing devil makes Coy think otherwise.

Coy has trouble adjusting to the geometry/civilians/architecture/LOP of Sigil. What a berk!

Escrima lets Narcovi know that Coy suffers from kleptomania. Narcovi is not pleased.

Connie enters the portal. Narcovi thinks her dress is hot.

The gang is out by the hall of speakers in the clerk’s ward.

Narcovi tells us we’re her last hope.

Crazy Eyes has evaded capture since the party engaged him.

She introduces her captive, Brektol. He’s here for a plea bargain.

He’s a member of the Keepers of the Source, the organization that spawned Crazy Eyes.

Crazy Eyes is hiding out in Ecstasy.

There’s a portal in the mess hall, near where the “””brothel””” was. //During the first Sigil trip, Rolen and Escrima went to a brothel. Being Sigil, it was not a brothel, but a place where people mind-melded for fun.

The portal will only last for about 16 hours.

Narcovi warns the party that nothing gets done in Ecstasy.

Rolen tries to twist Narcovi’s arm to get a more stable portal home.

...But she’s not having it.

Rolen strokes her ego with a crit.

She gives in.

Narcovi was accompanied by that one guy who the party saved from the muggers

Coy’s existential crisis continues

Rolen and Escrima attempt to demonstrate that gravity still works

But this doesn’t help.

The gang suggests that he carry Connie around as an anchor. Connie begrudgingly agrees.

Escrima tickles Coy to try and make him drop Connie because he’s a dick

But nothing happened

Coy realizes Connie is a tiefling. Who knew! //Connie can cast the spell “disguise self” at will, and basically always makes herself look like a human to avoid prejudice. ‘Course, being Sigil, nobody cares about that, so she dropped it.

He establishes dominance by reminding her that his tail is bigger.

The gang enters the portal to Ecstasy.

Everything is disturbingly serene.

They’re met by a halfling that’s probably stoned.

#personalgrowth //During his dialogue, he said the phrase “personal growth about 10 times

Ecstasy is on the outer plane. There’s a pretty good view of the spire & sigil behind the halfling.

The village is fairly small. Lots of plinths and fields.

Hey bruh, have you heard the good news about personal growth?

PROFILING START

Escrima asks the halfling about the murders in a roundabout way, and gets a roundabout answer.

The guy at the inn probably knows something

Coy walks through a portal to Elysium, derailing JP

Elysium is not!Mount Olympus.

He has all the dosh again.

Coy doesn’t wanna leave because Elysium.

#personalgrowth

Coy goes “looking for trouble,” as he is want to do.

Elysium is a pretty nice place, though, so there isn’t much trouble to be had

He calls over a passing CR 35 angel to chat

The angel throws his ass out at a speed of about C/11

Coy has an epiphany of life and his place in the universe.

Coy gains inspiration!

More PVP!

Coy rejoins the party.

Escrima mimics the voice JP used for the angel.

Coy attempts to clock him good

But he misses

The gang enters the inn, the impulsive dabus

It’s a gay bar, of course.

One of the patrons has some cool armor with runes on it.

Coy thinks the tiefling bartender is the hottest man alive

Barkeep has had too much personal growth for that, or so his ring finger shows.

The gang asks barkeep about the murders

The victims:

Baldod, cleric of Moradin and his merry band.

Probably on some kinda pilgrimage

Female Fraternity of order member

A Sigilese human man

The bodies had 7, 8, and 9 lacerations, probably the cause of death.

Apparently, there’s a festival involving plinths and #personalgrowth coming up

Barkeep gives us room keys

Ecstasy wine is pretty great

Bartender talks about the festival and the preparations thereof

A bard named Trolen used to bring a lot of business.

He went off with some crackpot Lady Of Pain worshipper, came back and built a temple to the LOP

And now he’s spreading the gospel to the nearby towns.

Cool armor guy interjects

Trolan is in Xaos (pronounced Chaos), preaching to the people in Sigil

There’s a portal there in the Hive “district” in Sigil

The gang investigates the rooms of the victims

There’s partially used spell components all over

Crazy eyes is bad at magic, apparently.

There’s a pamphlet advertising the church of Trolan

There’s some blood on it, crossing out Trolan’s face

Crazy Eyes really hates Trolan’s guts

Trolan was in an asylum with Crazy Eyes. they escaped at the same time

The party visits Trolan’s LOP temple

Marble statues of Trolan and LOP adorn the main hall.

A priest is giving a sermon on how great Trolan and the LOP are

Crazy eyes is in the building

The party tries to approach him carefully

Rolen’s double nat 20 saves us

Crazy eyes is hovering over a cleric

He starts yelling at her to worship him instead of the LOP

MURDER

Battle versus Sougad Lawshredder, Believer of the Source!

Crazy Eyes calls the party out, attacks the cleric

She survives, barely.

Connie uses sending to contact Narcovi

Coy polymorphs into a bat and charges. //Coy has a magic item called the cloak of the bat. it lets the user fly or turn into a bat, but only in dim light

Coy realizes the building is on fire!

The upper floors are all on fire

Cleric manages to get some distance from Crazy Eyes

Rolen uses the ebony fly to move to the cleric //Another magic item. It’s basically a flying mount that shrinks down to pocket-size when not in use

Sougad is rolling poorly today, and is unable to to kill the cleric

The ceiling is collapsing! Chunks of flaming debris fall on the combatants!

The cleric is crushed by the rubble, dead

Rolen tries to pin Sougad, but fails.

Sougad performs a ritual on the cleric.

He carves 10 cuts into her body.

Crushes some spell components.

Absorbs her soul.

Strikes a pose. //Crazy Eyes is basically a Jojo villain.

As Sougad flaunts his new arcane power, a giant boulder falls from the roof onto his head, crushing him.

The temple collapses into a pile of dust and debris.

The gang tries to talk to some of the surviving worshippers

Trolan wants his followers to go to his church in Sigil

Coy warns against this, saying something about being an avatar of a god or something, but his pleas lead to no avail.

Escrima realizes that the worshippers are under some kind of spell.

Apparently a bard spell.

Narcovi asks for the party to return to Sigil when Sougad is dead

He’s probably dead, but there’s no time to clear out the “cubic shitton” of rubble to confirm.

INTERMISSION

JP has some kind of french junk food that’s like a turkey nugget with cheese in it

Also potato wedges

Narcovi arrives on the scene, wondering about why the building is destroyed

#personalgrowth, obviously

Narcovi wants us to investigate the godsmen. They may have sprung Trolan and Sougad.

The gang returns to Sigil, having grown a lot personally.

Coy is terrified of the geometry still, hugging against constanza.

Minor PVP

Rolen lies about someone flipping Sigil over at dawn

Coy is not amused

Spits a bit of acid at Rolen

Coy cringes as he didn’t actually mean to hit him

Shopping ensues

Escrima wants a tattoo real bad

The artist is a mind flayer, because Sigil

Coy considers something for a second and then decides not to.

Escrima wants an “I love mom” tattoo

In gradient

Comic sans

Tramp stamp

In celestial

Coy’s sense of design philosophy is crushed.

Coy wants to go to a “Body Sculptor”

A tiefling named Amasha runs a true polymorph shop.

HEY GRAHAM

-1500 gp from the party funds.

Coy is MTF, and has a bit (read: metric tonne) of work done.

She can probably use the broom now.

Armor doesn’t fit great anymore, and thus she is left completely naked.

She borrows a towel from Amasha

#personalgrowth4real

Escrima wants his pinky toes to be ~10x larger

...but everyone sandbags him.

Escrima takes a moment to show off his new tattoo to some passers-by

Some are intrigued, and touch his butt. Some even pay him for showing it.

The Dabuses are still malfunctioning, and the city is in disrepair

The gang returns to the Amarak embassy to check on US

Inexplicably, the building seems to have been restored.

US are very busy rats

...But they still have time for their old friends

US’s room is a goddamn rat metropolis

Coy is a bit disturbed by US

Everyone else greets them like an old friend

They’re preparing a massive amount of goods for export to the material plane

US is very good with both numbers and words

They like Escrima’s tattoo, think everyone else should get one too.

Narcovi enters the embassy, is confused in a general sense

It’ll be about a week before the rubble gets excavated.

She thinks we’re cool guys.

The gang enters a trinket shop looking for anti-vampire weapons

Coy finds a garlic necklace, but is told it won’t do anything.

Coy tries to be intimidating, but she’s barely tall enough to peek over the counter

Rolen buys a shady trinket that probably doesn’t work

“We’ll be back if it doesn’t work.”

Coy leaves half as much money as she wanted, and bolts

There’s 15 goddamn minutes before the portal closes, and all Coy can think about is clothes //”AS SHE IS CLUTCHING A TOWEL, RUNNING THROUGH THE STREETS” -Max, justifying wasting time

Shopkeeper's name is Gilmore //”copyright Matthew Mercer I steal things shamelessly” -JP

While comparing her options and showing them to Rolen she drops her towel accidently and shows Rolen ‘everything’. //futa

Rolen doesn’t really respond, other than saying ‘I dunno they um, both look ok’

Coy asks if he thinks the Trinity style would be a bit tight.

Rolen again says “Um, yeah sure”

Coy gets a flowing gown because--

GUYS THERE ISN’T TIME FOR THIS

The gang tries to find a tacky tourist shop, but comes up dry //I want a shirt that says “I a🚪 Sigil” both in and out of character

The portal home requires the party to think of the inverse of a bunny

Coy thinks about wolves

Connie thinks about crocodiles

Escrima can’t think of anything

Rolen thinks “tibbar” while holding Escrima, and they both get through.

Everyone gets a level

#personalgrowth

END

#let's play #dungeons and dragons #d&d #d&d 5e

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sanriosratz · 3 years ago

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EJ from canon!CrP and Jack K from @eldritch-hall-asylum

bat wings jeans from la lune ns22

#fashion #creepypasta #eyeless jack #jack kingsley #eldritch hall

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Super Sad! Ciero AU

this AU isn't as good as tbstashteb au, but by fuck is it angsty.

@eldritch-hall-asylum I know you're not interested in it, but eh. Do what you want with this.

TW // suicide attempt, mention of self-harm, mention of alcoholism, mention of overdose (on pain meds, not like drug-drugs) mention of disordered eating, mentioned trauma

After Ciero’s initial breakdown and months spent in the psych ward, they were allowed back home and cleared to work again. After a long and serious conversation with her family, she decided that, despite everything, she was working as a social worker again.

He loves his job, he loves making a difference, and it means the absolute world to him.

But, despite it being his dream job, every day at work is like hell.

It’s okay, though, because they’re helping people, getting children out of horribly abusive places, and helping parents get back on the right track. It's worth coming home with a fresh black eye; a broken, bloody nose; or a mark on their neck from being choked.

It’s worth seeing even more dead bodies and being threatened with death.

And just like last time, she hides it with a bright smile and empty promises to tell people when it starts getting bad.

There’s so much stress and significant trauma going on in their life that eating is more of a chore than it ever was—there’d be times when Ciero wouldn’t eat for days because they were just so stressed.

The panic attacks and flashbacks he was experiencing before were minor compared to the ones he was having late at night, paralysed with fear, sobbing hysterically, and unable to breathe when struggling to hide his problems from the others.

It’s not long until she’s getting drunk almost every night, sitting on the cold kitchen floor, giggling drunkenly with legs like jelly and a mind full of stuffing. She doesn’t have to think about what she’s seen or experienced.

Eventually, she was suffocating in feelings of helplessness; she’d feel useless and broken. She was constantly in pain, always tired, always upset, and always hurting inside, and no matter how many people she helped, it never went away.

So, she tried to feel it on the outside. Discreetly, of course, so she didn’t alarm people, so long sleeves and trousers or skirt and tights were her go-to.

—

All of this built up until one fateful day when Ciero decided it was their last.

They had probably the best day at work ever, which was nice.

When they came home, they already had a plan devised. It wouldn’t take too long to set up and would be easy to carry out.

And so, once Ciero was sure that everyone was asleep he took his bottle of Codeine, a bottle of vodka, a blade, and a boxcutter into the downstairs bathroom.

First, he carefully taped his note to the mirror and then opened the bottle of vodka, drinking about half before he took his sharp blade and boxcutter and attacked his arms and thighs with cuts and large gashes.

He was close to passing out at this point and shakily opened the bottle of Codeine, shaking them into his mouth and swallowing them.

Leaning heavily against the wall, black spots began to overtake their vision at uneven intervals, and they felt their breathing get slower, each inhale leaving them begging for more air. They felt vomit rise from their stomach and were forced forward by a strong heave as vomit fell from their lips and they collapsed, unconscious.

They were found later by Jack G, who had gotten up to get some water from the kitchen and heard a crash in the bathroom. When he noticed the bathroom was locked, he got either Zephyr or Octavian (Octavian more likely) to break down the door, where they would then find Ciero’s bloody and mutilated body on the floor.

An ambulance is quickly called as Ciero is moved from the bathroom to the living room, where they can easily assess them.

They noticed their breathing was slow and laboured, their skin was cold and clammy, and despite how hard they were shaken or how loud they said their name, they didn’t respond.

—

When Ciero would later wake up in the hospital, she would be surrounded by worried family. But, most importantly, standing at the foot of the hospital bed was Patrick, who simply stared at her with a loving, yet cold gaze, and said what everyone in the room knew and wanted to say themselves.

“You’re going to quit social work. It’s done nothing but almost kill you, quit the job.”

There could be a possible visit to the psych ward again, but I don’t know.

Additional tidbits

In this AU Ferris would appear much later, like after the attempt instead of after the breakdown

Elspeth would definitely worry the most out of the entire family, based on the fact that she lost her twin to suicide and didn’t notice any warning signs for either (Elliot or Ciero)

^ If Ciero had succeeded, she would have most definitely blamed herself.

Because Ciero survives his attempt, there’d definitely be daily check-ins from all of his family members so that they can help when things get bad.

Would probably be diagnosed with BPD a little while after the attempt.

#tw suicide attempt #tw suicide #tw self harm #tw self harm mention #tw alcohol #tw alcohol mention #tw eating disorder #tw disordered eating #tw trauma #super sad ciero au

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Who is Metal Minotaur? What connection does Metal Minotaur have to the disappearance of the heroes of Spiral City? Where is Sherlock Frankenstein? All of these questions (except for the last one) will be answered in this issue!

Sherlock Frankenstein and the Legion of Evil #3 Author: Jeff Lemire Artist: David Rubín Inker: David Rubín Colors: David Rubín Publisher: Dark Horse

What You Need to Know: In the previous two issues, we find Lucy Weber trying doggedly to find some answers about the disappearance of her father, Black Hammer, and what role the secret meeting of Sherlock Frankenstein and the Legion of Evil had in it. Her search takes her first to the Spiral City Asylum to speak with some of her father’s old archenemies. Convinced Sherlock Frankenstein has answers and hopes to find him through some of his former henchmen. This does not bring much closer to the titular Sherlock, but it does lead her to another villain her father fought, Cthu-Lou. This former plumber turned eldritch god monster points her toward Metal Minotaur. Lucy returns to her father’s secret headquarters but is knocked out by an unseen assailant.

What You’ll Find Out: This issue opens with Lucy waking from a vivid nightmare after being knocked unconscious in The Hall of Hammer. The blow to the head has certainly not improved Lucy’s mood, and she redoubles her efforts. She tracks Metal Minotaur to a nursing home with nothing more to go on than the name N. Parker. She is surprised to find that N. Parker is an old lady in a wheelchair. Lucy tries to fish for some answers, but Ms. Weber sees through her immediately. She knows that Lucy is Black Hammer’s daughter, and certainly knows much more about Black Hammer than is expected. After going up to the roof for a cigarette, Ms. Parker recounts her career in super-villainy. She went up against Black Hammer many times in the seventies, and on every loss, she built more and more advanced armor. She builds a new suit of power armor so advanced it accidentally breaks her spine. Black Hammer finds her and brings her to New World and enlists the aid of Starlok and the Lightriders, the in-universe stand-ins for the Highfather and the New Gods. We learn that Black Hammer visited her during her recovery and they became uneasy friends, letting go of their past. Lucy presses her on the secret supervillain meeting that Sherlock Frankenstein had years after this. Though not able to walk on her own, Ms. Parker is able to move in some of her older armor and attends. She reveals that Sherlock Frankenstein had nothing to do with the Anti-God’s attack on Spiral City. In fact, he’s trying to rally all the other supervillains to help defeat him. After the story is over, the flashlight Lucy was clubbed within the previous issue falls from her purse, and Ms. Parker recognizes it as a Spiral City Asylum issued flashlight. All the pieces falling into place, Lucy realizes Sherlock Frankenstein was never missing. He was at the asylum the whole time. She rushes there, and after a brief altercation at the gates rushes into find Sherlock Frankenstein.

What Just Happened? This was another stellar issue, handily adding to the wonderful lore and backdrop of Black Hammer. As always, it is an absolute blast to see more of Spiral City. The pocket universe the cast of Black Hammer seem to be trapped in doesn’t get as much chance to show off this very interesting world. The whole film noir, nothing is what it seems trope works really well in this I think. Its kind of like Chinatown meets every superhero comic ever. It’s definitely a cool mix of straight up Silver and Bronze Age superhero fun with a pretty solid mystery. The art is fantastic, and his use of background detail is very fun as always. (Try to spot the BPRD and Mind MGMT posters in this issue!) The fact that he does the pencils, inks, and colors really give his art a very specific and precise vision that I haven’t seen anything exactly like before. As for Jeff Lemire, I can’t say enough for this man. He seems to be writing about eighty titles right now, and I’ve loved damn near all of the ones I’ve read. He’s very good at universe building, and it doesn’t shine brighter anywhere in his work than in his Black Hammer titles. Though I’m disappointing this miniseries is wrapping up, I’m also excited to read more of the main title. It’s somewhat bittersweet in that way.

Rating: 9/10.

Final Thoughts: Lemire prepares for a fantastic conclusion in an equally fantastic miniseries that I am sad will be over soon also on the edge of my seat to see. I absolutely love Sherlock Frankenstein!

It's no mystery. Sherlock Frankenstein is monstrously fun! So much better than these jokes! Who is Metal Minotaur? What connection does Metal Minotaur have to the disappearance of the heroes of Spiral City?

#Black Hammer #Dark Horse Comics #Dark Horse Comics Reviews #David Rubin #Jeff Lemire #Sherlock Frankenstein

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My Top Posts in 2022:

Hello ! Sorry for my bad English, I'm french. But can I ask you how is x virus with his partner ? ^^ I'm sorry for asking if "commission" are closed <3

hi! sorry this took so long to get out, my mental health has been in the gutter, lately

X-Virus with his partner

(this is my version of canon, so I'm sorry if it's not what you wanted lmao) First of all, we're not going to talk about how you got with this man, but if he (hypothetically) had a partner, it'd probably be very neglectful. Cody doesn't take care of himself all that well; I mean, he's an addict; he's pretty much always focused on making new viruses he can test on himself, so there's no attention going your way. If there was, likely, it's just trialling a virus on you, which would be rare as he prefers to feel the after-effects of his viruses so he can note them down more accurately. You'd have to tend to him quite a bit as many of his viruses have very harsh side effects, which can leave him writhing in pain for hours or even (temporarily) paralysed. The whole relationship would be very one-sided, with you being neglected 99% of the time.

hopefully, it was to your standards, if you want it within normal creepypasta AU (and not my lore), then just send it in again

27 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

Hiii! I hope your having a nice day or night! Can I request older sibling headcanons with Ben drowned,Nina and judge angels? Platonically ofc! How much younger the reader is,is up to you! Also gn reader please!~hyper anon

hi, hyper anon!!!! sorry I didn’t answer earlier and took me so long to actually answer it!!

(reader isn’t too young, maybe a few years younger than the creepy <;3)

Older Brother! Ben Drowned & Younger Sibling (GN)! Reader

In my canon Ben was an only child so the reader is platonically adopted as Ben’s younger sibling. He’s very happy to have a younger sibling! Growing up, for them, they didn’t have too many great male role models so they try their best to be a greater role model for you. He definitely plays video games with you; purposely losing to make you feel good about winning (or if you lose Ben makes sure you win the next round!), he’d also introduce you to his friends (namely Jeff and EJ, as he lives with them) and they, too, adopt you as their lil’ sibling.

Older Sibling! Nina & Younger Sibling (GN)! Reader

Nina 100% makes it her sworn duty to protect you from any dangers that may present itself to you! They're very happy to have another younger sibling and makes sure to love you as they did their brother, Chris. She does tons of things with you from baking at stupid times of day/night, to picnics, to just a bunch of fun activities! Their girlfriend, Clockwork/Natalie, definitely adopts you as her younger sibling so that she can be a better role model than her older brother was to her.

Older Sister! Dina & Younger Sibling (GN)! Reader

Dina, having never had a sibling before and being a completely lonely child, is overjoyed at the idea of being a older sister! She's very caring and gives you tons of cute angel-like nicknames/petnames such as "Angel", "Feather", "Avengelos" (Greek name meaning messenger or good angel), "Dove" and more. Dina loves nature and spends every moment she can outside and definitely pulls you outside so you can feel the wind against your face, the grass between your toes, and can hear the many calming sounds of nature. Picnics are also a must; a basket packed with good food, and sweet or savoury snacks is always taken and after you've both filled yourselves with food you lay down and go cloud-gazing, laughing at the ideas of what certain clouds look like. All in all, Dina is the best sister 100/10

EEK, sorry this took so long to answer, I just kinda forgot about it, haha 😅

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Toby headcanons

@eldritch-hall-asylum / @ellie-insertsurnamehere cuz you like Toby! (I think, at least)

Connie (Toby's mum (or mom if ur weird >_>)) had Tourette's when she was younger. She grew out of it before having kids, though.

Loves axe-throwing! He's pretty good at it, too!

Gets along quite well with EJ! They're both quite artistically talented and love sharing tips together.

Also just likes EJ's being in his presence. He feels safe.

He wants a pet raccoon. (so do I :()

Has a tic of "Guess who made waffles!" from Invader Zim

Definitely likes vintage things.

His most common motor tics are throwing his head back, hitting his chest, and cracking his neck. These can be quite dangerous and he definitely hurts himself without knowing.

His most common vocal tics are coprolalia (the vulgar/swearing tic), the waffles tic and just general shouting/loudness.

Can't taste but loves sour/savoury things over sweet things.

Collector. Of what you might be asking? Anything he can get his grubby little mitts on.

Has freckles. Like, tons. They're mostly on his shoulders and back, though.

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Hyper anon is aliveee!!! Can I request a platonic Ben drowned x Gn reader where the reader is a newbie to the mansion? Please and thank you! Have a good day or night!-hyper anon

hello hyper anon! :D i hope you’re doing well, today!

Ben Drowned w/ Newbie GN! Reader

Woah. New friend? Not the most sociable of the residents at the mansion but is either a) tasked to tour you or b) has a connection with you! He’d show you around the mansion, tell you the many quirks that the mansion has, the shortcuts and whatnot. As they tell you about the “chores” that everyone has, they definitely moan about their own (electricity/tech mainly). Showing you the many rooms the mansion has, such as a very large library, laundry room, the basement (that has no real use, he guesses Toothpick has it for some unknown aesthetics?), the game room (his personal favourite! It’s got new and old games, virtual and board games, it’s stocked!) and the other many, many rooms (Ben swears the mansion grows with every passing day. He’s glad he doesn’t live here!). Finally, showing you to your bedroom (where you can choose to reside or you can find your own small home if you prefer privacy.), they lay themselves on your bed and definitely did not nap (jk they did).

Ben, being a bit of a nervous soul and liking to keep to himself, wouldn’t be the best tour-guide. They’d probably forget some key details (such as the rules that need to be followed if you reside in The House.) and probably, maybe, definitely get the both of you lost, seeing as though they don’t live there and instead live with EJ and Jeff in a small house further away.

If you do decide to live in The House, you’d definitely have to get more details from other people but your initial tour-guide and information-giver(?), Ben, was quite nice!

Thank you for requesting, Hyper Anon! <33

45 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

i’m not gonna lie every time i read a creepypasta + y/n i immediately think that y/n is just a normal person who just toddled in

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