#freak fest rp

[geoledgy]

Level up!!

(Drew this for Freak Fest RP)

[sitp-recs]

HP Rec Fest, Day 9

Rare pair galore, my moment has come!!! This is probably my favorite rec post so far. I mean, I’ve been reccing rare pairs for @hprecfest prompts already so I’ll take this opportunity to champion my favorite rare pair writers and focus on some niche ships that I would not even consider had I not stumbled across that particular fic. Idk how many people out there indulge het ships but if anyone’s looking for something steamy hot and well-written oh boy, do I have some treats for you. You’ll notice that most fics fall within the “problematique” category due to the age gap aspect (which let’s be honest, it’s the reason why I considered reading them in the first place 🌝). By the way, some of these are the only fics written for these ships, how cool is that?!

Day 9) A 5 rare pair fic (less than 2000 fics)

Opposite Ends by pauraque (Millicent/Aberforth, E, 1.5k)

She thought she'd feel different after they'd fucked. He's lived long enough to know that he wouldn't.

would never imagine these two together in a million years but omg so freaking hot 🥵 we have so little canon info on them but both povs are fascinating and full of personality

Gouge Away by tamlane (Millicent/Victoire, T, 1.7k)

The Weasley girl has developed a keen fascination with Millicent's woodworking shop. Millicent can't seem to get rid of her, no matter how hard she tries.

another surprising but quite charming pair, I love the set up and dynamics here - so much UST under 2k wow I need more wlw age gap!

Drip, Honey, Drip by tamlane (Lily Luna/Michael Corner, E, 3k)

Lily's boss catches her daydreaming on a Friday afternoon. He thinks there could be a business opportunity in it, and he wants to hear more. Sequel here.

this fic turned me on blew my mind! very original concept perfectly executed, the sexual tension is so dripping hot and intoxicating I thought I’d combust. the sequel is equally delicious, 10/10

testosterone (sounds like a spell) by pauraque (Justin/Hannah E, 7.7k) 🏳️‍⚧️

Justin never returned to Hogwarts after the Death Eaters came. He's found that the Muggle world offers other kinds of transfiguration — a body alchemy far more powerful than any magic spell. Sometimes he wonders if anyone even remembers that once, years ago, he was a novice wizard.

one of the best, most sensitive and moving trans stories I’ve read in the fandom. it’s such a privilege to follow Justin’s journey and I adore the way he clicks with Hannah. fabulous sex scene too

Burned Silk, Buckled Leather by @ruinsplume (Draco/Sirius, E, 12k)

When Sirius discovers a down-and-out Draco Malfoy lurking around the edges of a Muggle kink club, he thinks he knows just what Draco needs. He isn't expecting to run into some long-buried needs of his own.

my favorite Draco/Sirius out there, this fic has RP’s trademark: sinfully hot, tender devastating smut bringing together complex characters and many emotional layers beneath the surface. the kink exploration here is 👨‍🍳💋 mesmerizing!

[halloweenpromo]

ALL HALLOW'S EVE

A chill rolls through the air as October begins. Leaves begin to turn to shades of amber and crunch underfoot. This is the time when the town comes alive because they know the best day of the year is coming soon. For the residents of Halloweentown, every day is a fest of frights and freaks, since the town is home to monsters. They live their lives in relative harmony in the sanctuary of this pocket dimension posing as an idyllic small town. They lead normal lives, well, as normal as they can, but also enjoy the safety to be themselves without any humans to bear witness. 

But there are many that are curious about the human world and all it’s vastness. Which is why, during the hubbub of Halloween night when the grand festival occurs in town square, they use the distraction to slip into the mortal realm and walk among the humans. It’s the one night of the year that they don’t require a disguise and don’t have to fear being seen in their true form. It’s two weeks away and the trepidation causes a shiver up the spine in a way the chill never could. 

HALLOWEENHQS is a town rp based on the DCOM Halloweentown. It is for supernatural muses that are 30+. It will run from October 20th to November 30th with lots of events and opportunities for storytelling and character development during that time. 

[purpledragonrp]

I can’t lie... there is a petty sort of pleasure in finding out someone has retroactively blocked you on four of your blogs (for what I can only assume is YEARS-OLD drama) but they have NO FREAKING CLUE about the other THIRTY.  You know, it’s that sort of ‘Nelson Munsch HA-HA’ feeling...?  Even typing it sounds utterly terrible, but I think anyone who’s been mixed up in a bit of tumblr RP drama has probably been there and knows what I mean.

And no - I wasn’t blocked for harassment or anything like that.  In fact, I’m entirely uncertain why I was blocked or how this person even KNEW to block me since I’ve had THEM blocked for over THREE YEARS now.  So, I know I wasn’t coming up in searches because I’ve blocked them from seeing/finding my content.  I wasn’t showing up on the blogs of people they follow because I’m almost 95% certain we don’t have any followers in common.  I’m also not overly active on three of the four blocked blogs - were talking one or two posts a month, max - so even if we did have a mutual follower, the chances of me popping up on their dash regularly enough to warrant a block are slim to none. And their blocks regarding my blogs are definitely recent ones.

Should I assume someone gave my blogs to them?  But why all of a sudden?  It’s so weird!  But also kind of amusing, y’know?  Like... what were they trying to accomplish?  I’d really like to know.

Anyway, the only reason I even noticed was because I was scrolling through my blocked blogs for entirely unrelated reasons.  (You can use your block list to tell if someone mutually has you blocked - it’s actually pretty interesting.)  Then, of course, I got curious about how many of my blogs they were aware of (because this person is a manipulator, and I’m just paranoid like that) which was how I realized it was four total.  Like, surely whoever told them about THOSE blogs, knows about some of the others, too.  So, what gives?

To be real - this is why blocking people creates such a false sense of security.  I mean, yeah, if you don’t want someone interacting with you, block them.  I do that when I feel like I have to.  Managing to get some of the blogs, if not all of them, is better than nothing I guess.  Helps to ease the anxiety and all that, right?  But I have literally NEVER interacted with this person; they were blocked because they made the active choice to drag personal RP drama onto the public dash - they chose to be the catalyst for a TON of crap that tore my friend group apart.  In response, I quietly removed them from my tumblr experience as thoroughly as I could.

So... I can’t help but be curious, y’know?  What suddenly spurred this random blocking fest?  Ironically, despite the fact that I link this blog to one of the four blocked blogs, this person hasn’t blocked me here, which I also find interesting.

Anyway, this isn’t really a vent, but it’s so strange that I felt the need to document it in case other weird things start to happen.  I mean - yes - I talk about that drama a lot; how can I not when it so irrevocably changed how I RP on tumblr?  But randomly blocking someone three years after the fact...?  And not on the blog where I actually DO the talking?  Isn’t that a little bizarre?  Or am I reading too much into it all?  

I honestly don’t know what to make of it.  Regardless, it’s now documented for future reference.  Just in case.

[bencvolentways]

“Look. It’s freakin’ confetti. I love New Year’s Eve.” 

First thing is first: 

I’m about to dive into Leela drafts so ya’ll know what that means. I’m extra feelsy fam. I have developed these four girls into something I’m hella proud of and I’m not just sayin’ this but you have all made me a better writer. English is not my first language so I’ve always been extra hard on myself in rp and in my writing and I feel like here I can just be Gia the feels fest and ya’ll embrace it and it’s a beautiful damn thing? You’re all wonderful partners and I’m very lucky to have stumbled upon this place and I’m stoked for what the future brings. Honestly. Thanks for being a friend *chimes in the Golden Girls*. 

Happy New Year. Be well, all the good health and good luck on all your endeavors. I really freaking love you all. 

Ciao, amigos. 

-Gia. 

[huntedinhavensdale-rpg]

               ★·.·´¯`·.·★ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɴɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴀʀʏ! ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Oh em gee y’all!! If you can believe it, yesterday (23rd) was our 5 year anniversary!! Honestly, we'd like to thank our moms and the Academy but most of all, we want to thank each and every one of you angels for making this RP possible. We've been through so much and it all started with a Friday night football game and celebratory bonfire after-party. Back when everyone was rolling into town to smell the trees (still my fave) and try and step on Ruby McReid's territory (back when she was hunting solo). There was only one wolf pack in town and everything was basically at peace. Then Originals started cropping up and spells started going off- anyone remember that freak earthquake?- and humans were dying and turning and oh my!! We've seen break ups and make ups and punch ups... Body swaps and cheer comps and dramatic reveals. Best of all, we've seen s1-5 character development and we're still yelling about your babes every day!!

Effy and Leo got married, Ruby and Corey finally got together (SCREECH), Mark Morrison was revealed as a TWIST and then he was brought back from the dead without his memories (then with then without and is anyone else just #dead over Marvelyn), Maddie's kidnapped, Olivia and Ian's cat turned into a person, Eddie & Freddie & Engel-ie are ruining lives, #carmgel4lyfe, the Institute reared its head, the Morales pack arrived, Vanders and gomerys came together for the worst dinner EVER, #1 babe Claire Knighton came home, Charvi is the most #iconic OG let's fight, Charlotte's entire life journey (#AmyAngst), Leila's RISE, Lorelai was reunited with Jake and the stars came out, Meghan! Morrison!!, Bonnie Brightman is a legend and Nina Jones shall have her revenge, everyone loves Rachel Gates especially the SalvatoreS and George Weston reports sunny spells all summer long!!

Well, mostly sunny... We've made it all the way to prom and then the Founders Fest will be here and then... Who doesn't love an explosive finale before the next big season, right?

We love you guys so so much, we can't thank you enough for joining and making Havensdale so cool and fun and chill. We're #blessed every time a new member joins and want y'all to know the door’s always open. Here's to many many more <3333

Now to celebrate...

Completely out of the timeline and just for fun (so whatever happens won’t affect your characters / be shenanigans anyone recalls, it’s just a wee bit of 5yr banter), we’re gonna send out some Magic Anons!

Let us know which of your characters, if any, you would like one on and which one you’d like.

M!As will include: -Your character is older (age UTP) -Your character is a different species (UTP) -Your character can only tell the truth (#throwback to Jenny’s spell) -Your character is their AU self (Kreagan Valley) or an AU self -Your character is aware of (1) physical change (ie: hair colour, gender, faceclaim) -Your character is an actor who plays your character on “Hunted in Havensdale” the TV show -Your character body or personality swaps with another character -Your character becomes a giant flirt towards anyone (regardless of gender, relationship status etc) -Your character will attempt to pick fights with anyone they talk to (#werewolf spell throwback) -Your character has amnesia (#The Mark Morrison Affect) -Your character thinks they are a character from another fandom (ie: Ruby’s FC is still Lyndsy but she thinks she’s Buffy Summers and is played as such) -Your character has an alignment change (ie: Good to Evil, Neutral to Evil) -Your character is now one of their future children (#2nd gen) -Your character becomes obsessed with or afraid of or hateful towards another character or thing -Your character is now their parent when they were their age -Free Choice: just let us know!

*all FCs change be up for grabs (ie: au Greg could use Jessica Lowndes but only ‘cause I‘ve cleared it with Kayleigh!)

*please tag your M!As with “hih5yr”

[for-gold-and-glory]

G&G Weekly Events for August 6th - August 12th

Here are some events G&G Members will be involved in during the week. Or just events that I think are really cool and you should definitely go to. If you’re interested in joining these events show up or send a message to Aegir Hlerson or Lirilith Maellan. Or join our discord: https://discord.gg/XxVEdh

Monday: Happy Gyuki Healing Clinic @ 8:00pm - 11:00pm EST - Shirogane W18, P45 Tuesday: Garlean Weekly - 8:30pm EST - The Peaks Thursday: Sultana’s Breath Shopping Arcade - @ 8:00 - 11:00pm EST - Goblet W18, Sultana’s Breath Subdivision Friday: Musella Fest @ 6:30pm EST - Camp Bronze Lake, La Noscea Friday: The Fairy Tale Ball @ 7:30pm EST - The Hanging Barbs, East Shroud Saturday: G&G Weekly  Of Goblins, Pirates, and Burning Buildings Pt 2 @ 6:00pm EST - the Diadem ---

Monday: Happy Gyuki Healing Clinic @ 8:00pm - 11:00pm EST - Shirogane W18, P45 http://for-gold-and-glory.tumblr.com/post/176704502020/for-gold-and-glory-balmung-happy-gyuki-healing   -  The Happy Gyuki Healing Clinic is a free clinic sponsored by the Garlean embassy, held in the friendly and neutral location of Shirogane. Because the Empire cares about you. Status: Open World RP, come join us! GM: Aegir Hlerson Tuesday: Garlean Weekly: The Frying Pan  - 8:30pm EST - The Peaks https://fustuarium.tumblr.com - A threat to the Empire is a threat to the Empire and a Purge has been declared against the Ceruleum Eaters, a race of beastmen nesting in north eastern Gyr Abania. Intelligence reports that these beastmen are creating an aertheryte to summon an eikon. The imperials are deployed to destroy the aertheryte before construction can be completed. Status: Open to Purge members, new members welcome! GM: Aegir Hlerson Thursday: Sultana’s Breath Shopping Arcade - @ 8:00 - 11:00pm EST - Goblet W18, Sultana’s Breath Subdivision http://for-gold-and-glory.tumblr.com/post/176705691370/balmung-sultanas-breath-shopping-arcade-monthly Beat the heat with indoor one-stop shopping experience. Merchants have gathered from all over to offer their goods, meals, and services to you! Status: Open world RP, join us! GM: Aegir Hlerson Friday: Musella Fest @ 6:30pm EST - Camp Bronze Lake, La Noscea https://gkevents.tumblr.com/post/175019442907/musella-fest The Veiled Lady of the Genko Chaya invites one and all to a celebration of Inspiration at Musella Fest.  Music, art, fashion and more await! Status: Open RP, please check the link before attending! GM: Genko Chaya Teahouse Friday: The Fairy Tale Ball @ 7:30pm EST - The Hanging Barbs, East Shroud http://for-gold-and-glory.tumblr.com/post/176685527520/tale-xiv-i-know-a-bank-where-the-wild-thyme - Masks not required, but encouraged! Come play pretend and wile the evening hours away as fay creatures and storybook characters. Take a chance and flip a coin with our Alchemically enhanced champagnes, may you find yourself in possession of a glass of blanc de blanes, or a potion to whisk you an ilm off the ground? Status: Open RP, please check link before attending GM: The Adventure League Saturday: Eastern RP - Mountain's Day @ 6pm EST - Swallow's Compass, Yanxia - A holiday known to the denizens of Doma as a simple holiday to pay homage to the towering magnificence that surrounds them. Come out and appreciate the mountains, share stories, enjoy tea and snacks. Status: Open RP, come join us! GM: Eiri Takara Sunday: G&G Weekly  Of Goblins, Pirates, and Burning Buildings Pt 2 @ 4:00pm EST - the Diadem - A company member kidnapped! The adventurers of the Gold & Glory have set out to capture  Dioblox the Gobhand. Without his admission of guilt, the Monetarists will never get the insurance payout required to repair the FC! But a freak teleportation accident (OR WAS IT!?) has spirited Dioblox and Mikha Sunthistle away to a far off land. But Dioblox and Mikha aren’t alone. And the Glory Hull is hot on their trail! Status: Open to G&G FC/ls members, accepting new members! GM: Aegir Hlerson

[rp-dreamland]

Let's Play, Shall We?

Hello, call me Juniper. I’m 21, female and I live in CST in the USA.

Let’s get the boring yet very important stuff out of the way.

Please be at least 18+ when contacting me.

I’m only comfortable with rping with females, I’ve had way too many bad experiences with males.

Please don’t contact me if you only play one kind of role/character.

I don’t rp over email, the email provided will just be for first contact.

Now that I got that out of the way, let’s get to some fun stuff!

My writing style: Third person novel style (or script) I can crank out at least 3 paragraphs, more or less. I’m a quality over quantity kind of person but never any one-liners. I won’t budge on the third person writing, it’s what I’m most comfortable with.

Genres: Urban fantasy, crime, romance, comedy, drama, mystery and horror. I really like it when there’s a mix of everything but Urban fantasy and romance are must-haves.

Dark Themes?: Dark themes are another must-have of mine. Of course there’s fluff every now and again but I don’t care too much for an all out fluff-fest. The only things I take issue with is any abuse that have to do with children or animals. It can be mentioned but not acted out. Ever.

Smut?: Smut is optional but always welcomed. If it’s going to be a thing, we can discuss kinks. I’m not really comfortable with sharing them here. I sometimes like PWP but only if we’ve known each other for a while.

Pairings: (in order) F/F, M/M, F/M. With F/M (or all of them really), please look at the boring stuff. I can double but no more than 3.

Faceclaims: I only use anime faceclaims. It makes me a tad uncomfortable to use real people as FCs.

Where To play: These days, I like to write on Google Docs and we chat over IM. I can play over IM but G-Docs is easier. I have Skype, Telegram, Discord and Trillian.

OOC: This is welcomed, in fact, it’s yet another must-have. I want us to have fun and freak out over our characters! Plus, it’s essential for planning.

General Notes: Sometimes I may have mistakes in my writing due to the fact that I have cruddy vision even when my glasses are on and I’ve read my post at least 5 times. If you see said mistakes, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

Contact me at: junipers.lullaby@gmail.com. Send me something about yourself, a few ideas and where you seen this ad. If I feel like we’ll have some fun, I’ll send you whatever IM you request.

I hope you read this thoroughly and if you did, have a nice day!

[geoledgy]

First 2 attacks of the 2023 season! Starting off strong with some forest scenes for friends in ffest. These one’s for @alart (ft. TB) and cwiserart

Art fight: https://artfight.net/~Geoledgy

[fyrapartnersearch]

Let's Play, Shall We?

Hello, call me Juniper. I’m 21, female and I live in CST in the USA.

Let’s get the boring yet very important stuff out of the way.

Please be at least 18+ when contacting me.

I’m only comfortable with rping with females, I’ve had way too many bad experiences with males.

Please don’t contact me if you only play one kind of role/character.

I don’t rp over email, the email provided will just be for first contact.

Now that I got that out of the way, let’s get to some fun stuff!

My writing style: Third person novel style (or script) I can crank out at least 3 paragraphs, more or less. I’m a quality over quantity kind of person but never any one-liners. I won’t budge on the third person writing, it’s what I’m most comfortable with.

Genres: Urban fantasy, crime, romance, comedy, drama, mystery and horror. I really like it when there’s a mix of everything but Urban fantasy and romance are must-haves.

Dark Themes?: Dark themes are another must-have of mine. Of course there’s fluff every now and again but I don’t care too much for an all out fluff-fest. The only things I take issue with is any abuse that have to do with children or animals. It can be mentioned but not acted out. Ever.

Smut?: Smut is optional but always welcomed. If it’s going to be a thing, we can discuss kinks. I’m not really comfortable with sharing them here. I sometimes like PWP but only if we’ve known each other for a while.

Pairings: (in order) F/F, M/M, F/M. With F/M (or all of them really), please look at the boring stuff. I can double but no more than 3.

Faceclaims: I only use anime faceclaims. It makes me a tad uncomfortable to use real people as FCs.

Where To play: These days, I like to write on Google Docs and we chat over IM. I can play over IM but G-Docs is easier. I have Skype, Telegram, Discord and Trillian.

OOC: This is welcomed, in fact, it’s yet another must-have. I want us to have fun and freak out over our characters! Plus, it’s essential for planning.

General Notes: Sometimes I may have mistakes in my writing due to the fact that I have cruddy vision even when my glasses are on and I’ve read my post at least 5 times. If you see said mistakes, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

Contact me at: junipers.lullaby@gmail.com. Send me something about yourself, a few ideas and where you seen this ad. If I feel like we’ll have some fun, I’ll send you whatever IM you request.

I hope you read this thoroughly and if you did, have a nice day!

[desperatelyseekingroleplay]

Let's Play, Shall We?

Hello, call me Juniper. I’m 21, female and I live in CST in the USA.

Let’s get the boring yet very important stuff out of the way.

Please be at least 18+ when contacting me.

I’m only comfortable with rping with females, I’ve had way too many bad experiences with males.

Please don’t contact me if you only play one kind of role/character.

I don’t rp over email, the email provided will just be for first contact.

Now that I got that out of the way, let’s get to some fun stuff!

My writing style: Third person novel style (or script) I can crank out at least 3 paragraphs, more or less. I’m a quality over quantity kind of person but never any one-liners. I won’t budge on the third person writing, it’s what I’m most comfortable with.

Genres: Urban fantasy, crime, romance, comedy, drama, mystery and horror. I really like it when there’s a mix of everything but Urban fantasy and romance are must-haves.

Dark Themes?: Dark themes are another must-have of mine. Of course there’s fluff every now and again but I don’t care too much for an all out fluff-fest. The only things I take issue with is any abuse that have to do with children or animals. It can be mentioned but not acted out. Ever.

Smut?: Smut is optional but always welcomed. If it’s going to be a thing, we can discuss kinks. I’m not really comfortable with sharing them here. I sometimes like PWP but only if we’ve known each other for a while.

Pairings: (in order) F/F, M/M, F/M. With F/M (or all of them really), please look at the boring stuff. I can double but no more than 3.

Faceclaims: I only use anime faceclaims. It makes me a tad uncomfortable to use real people as FCs.

Where To play: These days, I like to write on Google Docs and we chat over IM. I can play over IM but G-Docs is easier. I have Skype, Telegram, Discord and Trillian.

OOC: This is welcomed, in fact, it’s yet another must-have. I want us to have fun and freak out over our characters! Plus, it’s essential for planning.

General Notes: Sometimes I may have mistakes in my writing due to the fact that I have cruddy vision even when my glasses are on and I’ve read my post at least 5 times. If you see said mistakes, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

Contact me at: junipers.lullaby@gmail.com. Send me something about yourself, a few ideas and where you seen this ad. If I feel like we’ll have some fun, I’ll send you whatever IM you request.

I hope you read this thoroughly and if you did, have a nice day!

[halloweenpromo]

ALL HALLOW'S EVE

A chill rolls through the air as October begins. Leaves begin to turn to shades of amber and crunch underfoot. This is the time when the town comes alive because they know the best day of the year is coming soon. For the residents of Halloweentown, every day is a fest of frights and freaks, since the town is home to monsters. They live their lives in relative harmony in the sanctuary of this pocket dimension posing as an idyllic small town. They lead normal lives, well, as normal as they can, but also enjoy the safety to be themselves without any humans to bear witness. 

But there are many that are curious about the human world and all it’s vastness. Which is why, during the hubbub of Halloween night when the grand festival occurs in town square, they use the distraction to slip into the mortal realm and walk among the humans. It’s the one night of the year that they don’t require a disguise and don’t have to fear being seen in their true form. It’s two weeks away and the trepidation causes a shiver up the spine in a way the chill never could. 

HALLOWEENHQS is a town rp based on the DCOM Halloweentown. It is for supernatural muses that are 30+. It will run from October 20th to November 30th with lots of events and opportunities for storytelling and character development during that time. 

[spookysummersmores]

Mind Heist - Chapter 6

Word count: 3,449

Author's note: Here we go. It's all come down to this. What exactly is Bill's game here? Why is it getting so hard for Dipper to fight Bill off? And can Mabel come up with a plan to get Bill right where they need him and eradicate his black magic from Dipper's head...before it's too late?

Half of this was written at an extremely late hour. The other half was written this afternoon, during an unseasonably intense thunderstorm! So...tension was high...;w;

Let me tell you; writing Bill dialogue is a real experience. I am always half TERRIFIED just THINKING ABOUT what I'm writing and half completely and totally down for just...PUNCHING his LIGHTS out. lmao

There's a surprise hidden somewhere in this chapter! So have fun with that! :D

Also, there are some references to the real-life Journal 3 novel, so SPOILER WARNING there in case you haven't read it, and there is a brief mention of blood, so I'll tag the trigger warning, just in case.

Special thanks to @ichipine once again for the input, as well as all the great contributions to the original RP piece this chapter is based on! This chapter - and the whole fic in general - wouldn't be the same without them! ❤❤❤

Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! There are just two chapters left that'll wrap everything up, so stay tuned for those! ^-^

Mabel and Dipper both yelled and tried to escape, but it was no use. As much as they struggled to break free, Bill's grasp was too tight to get out of. As they glanced up, they saw that he was covered in strings of bubblegum from the trap Mabel had left for him, and as he began to taunt them, it turned to ash and crumbled off.

"Oh, THIS...now THIS is PRICELESS!" Bill cackled as he gazed menacingly down at the children's frightened faces. "You HONESTLY THOUGHT you could outsmart me? Here in MY domain?"

"This...ISN'T your domain!" Dipper cried out as he struggled. "It's MY head...and I'm NOT...gonna-"

"What? Let me destroy you from the inside out? C'mon, what's the fun in that?" Bill retorted menacingly. "ALL you had to do" - he gripped Dipper tighter with each overly-emphasized word - "was JOIN me, Pine Tree. A GREAT new world is coming, and YOU could've been one of the elite few!"

Dipper couldn't even respond. He felt as though he were being put through a vice, and all the while, Bill just continued monologuing with evil delight.

"You don't know what you're missing, half-pint...but why should I bother with you anymore, anyway? There's no use fighting! You're DONE FOR whether you want to admit it or not!"

"What...are you TALKING about?!" Dipper squeaked out, still determined to break free, but hardly able to move at this point.

Bill put a hand to his face as he continued to laugh. "Boy, I tell ya - if there's one thing that defines you Pineses, it's STUBBORNNESS. You just DON'T know when to GIVE UP!" He brought Dipper directly in front of his empty, unsettling eye so he had no choice but to gaze directly into it. "Look, let me put it this way...the last guy whose head I got into...we sure had a BLOODY good time!"

An image of the journal's Bill Cipher entry appeared. A six-fingered hand was seen lying across one of the pages...as red liquid slowly dripped onto the page.

So the red splatters on the page HAD been blood after all. Could...could the author be DEAD? Killed at the hands of BILL?! Dipper was horrified.

"And keep in mind - THAT guy was in pretty good shape for a mortal fleshbag!" Bill continued. "Meanwhile, you don't really even need anymore of MY input - your OWN BODY was already beginning to burn up BEFORE I came along, and me just BEING here is making the flames burn higher. Every time you and your puny little consciousness tries to fight back, more and more of your energy just keeps draining out of your ears. So...just so you don't end up causing your OWN demise before I get to have a little FUN...I think...it's HIGH TIME I just let your own nightmares and human weaknesses consume you." Quick flashes of Dipper's various nightmares and the overgrowing brambles slowly creeping up on the mind library flashed across the eye-screen next. "Oh, but don't worry! I'll make sure your precious journal finds a safe space first...'cause it's coming home with ME!"

While Bill had been hassling Dipper, Mabel certainly hadn't just been sitting and letting it happen. She'd managed to slip out just one arm out from Bill's grip. Quickly, she imagined a baseball bat for her free hand.

"Leave...my BROTHER...ALONE!"

The bat went to hit Bill straight in the eye. It was JUST about to make impact...but then...

"WELL! I'm surprised at you, Shooting Star! You wouldn't hit a demon with" - a one-eyed pair of glasses appeared over Bill's giant eyeball - "GLASSES, would you?" Rather than the eyewear shattering upon impact, though, as one would expect, the...bat was what ended up shattering into pieces. Mabel was left in complete and utter disbelief. And Bill found it hilarious.

"M...M-Mabel..."

Mabel, afraid for Dipper's life, tried desperately to get out of Bill's hand. With her free arm, she managed to squeeze herself out a little, but not enough to change anything. The only thing she accomplished was tiring herself out.

Bill laughed maniacally. "Oh, GIVE it UP, Shooting Star! Did you hear ANYTHING I just said?!" He put a hand to what would normally be a person's chin. "Then again...after the whole 'sock opera' fiasco, I think we've all seen how GREAT of a listener you are..."

Mabel felt her stomach twist with guilt at the sound of that. And even in the state he was in, anger began to eat Dipper up inside when HE heard.

"With your brother's physical state deteriorating, his mind isn't going to last much longer if I can help it! But of course...YOU and I could always make a-"

Suddenly, Bill was slapped upside...whatever part of himself you could call his head by a giant frying pan. A cry of pain emerged from him, and he instantly dropped the twins to the ground. HARD.

Mabel jumped to her feet in an instant, but as she brushed off her sweater and looked up, she saw Dipper groaning as he tried to recover from the impact. It seemed like it took everything he had just to pull himself to his feet.

Immediately, she ran over to him and helped him get up. "Dipper...are you okay?"

He nodded, slowly...and then Bill went lunging after them again.

This time, though, Mabel was too quick for him.

In the span of half a second, Mabel wrapped an arm around Dipper, thought up a series of cartoony hole portals in the floors below them, jumped down them with Dipper in tow, then finally conjured up her trusty grappling hook - just in time to hook the stained-glass light fixture and gently lower them to the fourth floor. Each hole closed as the twins fell through it, leaving Bill up on the second-highest floor...far too close to the top-secret room for comfort.

"HA! YES! STUCK the landing! Secret agents, eat your heart out!" Mabel proclaimed, proudly, but fortunately not too loudly. "Hey...thanks for the frying pan. Perfect timing, too!" She grasped onto Dipper's hand and started to pull him along. "C'mon, Dippin' Dots, let's find a place to lay low so we can-"

"He's right."

Mabel, alarmed by the noticeable fatigue and defeat present in her brother's voice, stopped and spun around. "What?"

The world spun a little, and Dipper leaned one arm against the wall, holding his back as Stan would after a particularly hard shift. "I'm...gonna be honest, Mabel..." he whispered to her. "Bill's right. Being this sick, it's...screwing with my mind. It's getting harder to fight..." He took a deep breath before continuing to speak. "But I mean...we've GOT to get him out of here, and-"

"Hey, hey now! C'mere..." Mabel dragged a chair out of the nearby cheat-code 'computer lab' and sat him down in it. "Yeah, I noticed you were getting kinda worn out earlier...which I knew HAD to be weird, 'cause...usually, in dreams, you've got energy for DAYS. So...he is right, then..." She gave him a look of pure concern. "I'm really worried about how much longer you can hold up. Maybe you should just...leave it to me, bro, and sit out the rest of this crazy-fest."

"No. NO WAY. I can't let you face Bill alone," Dipper responded. "And besides, the spell's strength increases tenfold with each person that assists with it. This is BILL we're talking about; the AUTHOR was TERRIFIED of his power. I don't think just one spellcaster is gonna be enough to get him out and undo all of his nightmare-bending outside."

"But...you're gonna get real hurt if you do much more, and-!" Mabel growled with frustration. "Aaaaah, this is awful...this is awful times double infinity!" She sank down on the floor beside him.

A book on the shelf beside her, one with a spine that was oddly colorful for something of Dipper's, happened to catch her eye. She glanced up and noticed that they were sitting in the middle of the 'holiday memories' section.

The little book, bound in yellow leather and decorated with shimmering confetti, was the memory of a family New Year's Eve party the twins' parents had thrown when they were five - the first one they'd ever been allowed to attend. Mabel smiled when the memory came flooding back to her own mind.

Suddenly, as she turned the page, the discordant, yet still pleasant, sound of party horns and noisemakers blasted from the book and echoed through the halls. Mabel cried out in surprise.

"Shhh, Mabel!" Dipper shushed and quickly shut the book. "Don't freak out! That's just how my memories work! You open the book up, and it comes to life. You can even kinda...pull things right out, if you want. I used to imagine doing that a lot when I was little...I never thought it could really WORK that way." He thought for a second. "Think of it as, like...if your scrapbook could talk."

"...Hold the phone. Open it up and it...springs to life...!" Mabel gasped with delight. "I've got an idea happening here! Dipper - what do we still need for the spell?"

"Ah..." He pulled the spell out of his vest pocket - it was awfully fortunate that Bill hadn't seen it - and took a look. "A projectile. Something that will strike him with force. The reaction between the white magic of the crystals and Bill's dark energy will activate the trap and clear all black magic out of the area."

"Well, I think my trusty old GRAPPLING HOOK can do the trick!" Mabel continued, beaming. "And remember you told me about those paper clones you made of yourself in order to try and ask Wendy to dance?"

"W-well...yeah," he replied, a little embarrassed about that situation now.

"If your memories come to LIFE...then that means memories of PEOPLE could probably just...come right out of the book, if we wanted 'em to! Right?" Mabel paced a bit as she brainstormed. "If Bill wants to get YOU...then why can't we just get a few Dipper decoys to distract him? We can get him when he least expects it! And that way, YOU only have to help with the most important part!"

Dipper gasped. "Mabel...Mabel, that's perfect! Besides...there have been a few days where I've really missed Tyrone. It'd be kinda cool to see him again." He grinned. "Let's go find the book of clones. It's back upstairs, the floor right underneath Bill...so we've gotta be sneaky." The twins fistbumped in agreement.

Suddenly, they heard a strange commotion a few floors down. When they peered over the balcony, they were horrified by the sight that awaited them.

The strange, tentacle-like limbs of the nightmares had grown to impossible lengths and had finally begun to seep into the mind library itself. One had snaked its way through the crack in the entrance doorway, while another was intent on trying to bust its way through a window - and it had already created a good-sized crack. The lights in the lobby began to flicker and short out, as if to flee from the impending doom.

Dipper gulped. "And we definitely don't have any time to waste..."

Mabel quickly took hold of his hand. Off they went to hire help and get the real Dipper to a safe spot.

"Let's let my friends out in the woods take care of the mortal scum for now..." Bill said as cryptic images of the nightmare creatures he was summoning flashed across his eye. "I just love the smell of FEAR in the morning!" He cracked his weird little knuckles. "Won't be long...so in the meantime...time to break down some barriers!"

As Bill tried figuring out how best to get past the security sealing up the journal room...

"Hey, BILL!"

Suddenly, he heard Dipper's voice call out and spun around.

Dipper folded his arms defiantly. "If you're so powerful, how come you can't pick a lock?"

Bill turned an angry, hellish red. "Sass won't get you ANYWHERE with me, Pine Tree! Didn't your parents ever teach you to RESPECT YOUR ELDERS?!"

And with one blast of fire, Dipper appeared to melt.

Then...

"Seriously?"

Bill spun around, and there was Dipper. Standing there by the door. Arms folded. As if he'd never been touched.

"WHAT?! I just DISINTEGRATED you!" And so he blasted Dipper again.

"You know..." This time, Dipper was standing on the stairs leading down to the next floor. "You should REALLY work on your aim."

"AaaaaAAAAAHH-"

Mabel observed from the twins' hiding spot. "Okay, Dipper, Bill's totally distracted!" she whispered, giving him a thumbs-up. "He's on Number Five and on his way down! Now's a good time to get him out of here." She made sure the trinity crystal she'd made was securely locked into place at the tip of the grappling hook, then noticed Dipper leaning against a bookshelf for support again. "Are you sure you're ready?"

Dipper pulled the spell page out of his vest pocket. "Ready as I'll ever be." He took a few deep breaths in order to prepare himself. "Are YOU ready?"

"Mhm!" Mabel nodded. Just then, they both gasped at the sight of a giant tree root breaking through the window beside them, looking very much like the zombie arm that had nearly dragged Dipper away during the karaoke party misadventure earlier that month. "Come on, come on!"

They silently sprinted over to the next bookshelf, and they stood, out of sight, waiting for just the right moment.

Down the stairs Bill descended after the clones, firing at Dippers all the way. Yet no matter how many times he annihilated Dipper, he simply kept reappearing, completely unharmed.

"HOW" - there went Seven - "is this POSSIBLE?!" Bye-bye, Eight.

The ninth different Dipper sighed. "You know, this is...actually getting pretty monotonous. Don't know why I was so scared before."

Bill growled, completely and utterly done. "RrrrryyyYOOUUU-"

Then, just as he was charging up to fire at Number Nine...he heard something.

Something that struck fear in him.

Mabel and Dipper had begun to recite the spell together, as loudly and as clearly as possible.

"Of the darkness... I do not fear... For the light... Shall be my savior..."

As they repeated the spell twice more, the crystal before them began to glow with divine light. Bill stood there, rage and disbelief taking over his entire being as he began to turn to static.

"Wait...NO! There's NO WAY you just...?!"

"Ohhhh, I think we just did." Dipper shot him a look of victory.

The Mystery Twins tightened their grip on the grappling hook.

Mabel stuck her tongue out in determination. "Sweet dreams, Bill."

And with that, they launched the crystal toward Bill at lightning speed.

The crystal seemed to burn him the second it touched him. Suddenly, a white light encapsulated Bill in a mystical white orb.

"OHHHHH...you're not through with me! You're FAR from through with me. I'm coming back before you know it! Something's coming...something your underdeveloped little minds couldn't POSSIBLY comprehend...and when that day DOES come, you'll wipe those grins right off of your faces and cower in FEAR before me!" He briefly chanted some sort of gibberish: "Lyom, rvs yqe GVOEZL ihkxz kvbg jps uybvhawav iozdihtbg? WA, K mpe'h usyxexo nfi TQGJANVN kchy gwe vsbv hh rrrofo iywl!"

Finally, a blast of white light consumed everything in Dipper's mindscape, instantly disintegrating every bit of black magic that had infiltrated the library.

All the nightmares, no longer under the influence of a demon, were pushed back into their proper place.

And in an instant, Bill disappeared before their eyes.

Light returned to the library. All of the broken glass had vanished without a trace, as if the windows had never broken in the first place. The atmosphere lost any and all tension. The serenity of a quiet summer day came back.

All was right in Dipper's mind once more.

The twins stood there for a second, still as statues, just to make sure Dipper was truly safe.

Then, they heard familiar voices murmur something from behind them - the only two clones other than Nine who hadn't been blasted, Number Ten and Paper Jam.

"Pssst...hey...is it over?"

"Nyang-nyang?"

"He's gone! WE DID IT!" Mabel cried, her voice filled to the brim with pure joy. She and Dipper exchanged their special twin handshake and hugged each other in celebration.

Once he disappeared, the Dipper clones - all of them, even the ones that seemingly been annihilated - re-materialized and went around giving the twins highfives before they climbed back into their memory book and went silent. Dipper and Tyrone even exchanged finger guns before Tyrone departed for the book. Mabel put it back in its proper place, and all was still again.

"Ohh, man...whoa..." Dipper slid down the wall, wiping his brow with relief. "Thank goodness THAT'S over and done with. Now let's...let's..."

Suddenly, Dipper sneezed. He was slowly beginning to experience the symptoms of his cold...inside his dreamscape.

"Ugh...WHY?" he said, sniffling. "Even in here?"

Then something dawned on him...and he gasped.

"Wait. Then I must be waking up! Okay...Mabel, you've gotta wake up, too...we gotta imagine an exit-"

"No way, Jose, you rest! I'm on it!" A door with an 'Exit' sign on it appeared before them. "I'll see you back at the Shack...okay?" Mabel helped Dipper up and hugged him. Dipper returned the 'awkward sibling hug'.

And with that...the twins walked through the exit together.

[shelterpark]

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Name:Georgie “Firkle” Smith Age: 16 Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Sexuality: Bi-curious Height: 5’3" Location: LOST IN THE FOREST (current), Southpark (maybe future) Occupation: Companion, fighter, he doesn’t do much for others unless your a goffic. Brief History: Firkle— the youngest of goths and the firecracker, knife wielding child of the group. He was smoking behind the school as per usual when the outbreak happened not to his knowledge at the first moment, or not that he cared much until the creatures intruded on his privet time with his coffee an cigs. When one tried to bite and claw at him, and they took a knife the the throat and still came at him it freaked him out enough to make him run off into he forest where he found a pretty shitty tree house made from a hunters box. This hunters box is located pretty deep into the forest and he seems to find himself pretty far into the twisted foliage— far from the Southpark base.

Firkle spends his time trying to get his communication in order to get ahold of anyone to help him. He wants to find his only friends, the goths, because now he kinda doesn’t want to die alone.(Though he won’t admit that to anyone.) Firkle has learned to navigate the forests pretty well over the years of isolation. He even prides himself in reading filth such as comic books or hunting like past conformists. 

Headcanons: 

~Firkle still finds a way to keep up with his goth fashion taste— gotta keep up his status incase he gets back to the others. This includes makeup- well kinda. He only smears a little shadow and lipstick.

~He leaves knife cuts in trees so he knows where he was and when by looking at how dark the cut is. This also has probably been seen by many others who stumbled about the forest for hunting.

~Firkle once made contact with someone but they ended up trying to steal his resources, this ends badly for the guy- but resulted in a scar across Firkles cheek. He hates talking about it.

~He still has a knife collection hung up in his hunter hut.

~Firkles hair is his own doing, he cuts it all himself and to be honest its not the best.

RP Example: 

This was how the goths worked, dancing to their odd taste in music, drinking some warm coffee as they sat on the cold stairs behind the school as they smoked the days away… but this was different. The others aren’t there for once. Firkle alone blasting his music as he smoked and scrolled his phone for anything he could get that was his style, knifes, goth fashion, makeup. That was all useless this however wasn’t known to him as he lead a heard towards him, this wouldn’t come to knowledge for him until a bloody man and etc came at him. Said bloody man took a few knife hits to the arms and then to the throat where thats where Firk drew the line— and DIPPED.

Firkle was flipping out— well as flipped out as he allowed himself. He rang for the others on his phone, Henri, Micheal, even Pete! Nope, nope, and nope. This is bad going to Heaven type bad, being a conformist bad. “Oh fuck…” he mumbled as the things stumbled in a group behind him and dang they were pretty fast. He gulped as he ran fast- fast as his short legs could take him.

Though it didn’t take long for him to lose them, he was lost now. “…hm…?…shit you’ve done it now, Firkle.” He wondered around, you know how lost kids start getting fidgety and start going into those panics when they can’t find their family. That was starting for him, he was tugging at his sleeves and he felt his brain short circuit and his starts looking about the yards of overgrowth. He suddenly fest his chest tighten, his heart pick up speed, his eyes burning as he try to keep them peeled incase of those monsters or a person he possibly knew came about. Needless to say he was a scared child, he wondered for a long time, hearing the leaves crunch under his boots and feeling his lip pinch in pain as he bites into it so he can hold back any loud sounds. Thats when he found a latter that leads up to a tree house kind of place, he stared up at the tree home. He gulped and sighed, “I guess this is fate…” he sighed as he climbed up the latter to his new life.

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Some more Art Fight attacks for Freak Fest RP friends.

For @kkinoe, OzzieScribe on AF, Rinibunnie on AF, and Sunpop on AF :-]

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[geoledgy]

Old thing I drew for Freak Fest RP