#i didnt mean for this to be a spooky month thing the idea just kinda came to me but yknow what ill take it

[sirenspells]

Werewolf Mari werewolf Mari werewolf Mari

She actually got bit a couple months prior to the recital (on the same day they all went beetle-catching), but it isn't until that night after Sunny throws his violin that her intense anger triggers her transformation for the first time

Bonus unshaded Mari:

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Had a fun thought after watching Ash vs The Evil Dead. Say a human finds the Necronomicon and decides its way too powerful to be left in the human world. SO using the book or another, they open a portal with the goal being 'someone who can protect it.' This human appears in front of a powerful being in hell, slams it on a table, and says that even if they get trapped here, it needs to be hidden. How would Lucifer + Lilith, Stella, and Stolas react to this? Maybe afterward the human is relieved and decides to throw a compliment their way so it hints at them being a future s/o? I can't get the idea out of my head but I can't write it down right now. Hope you like the request and feel free to add what you want.

Lovecraft? Eh, it's okay I guess

Lucifer & Lilith

The trip you'd taken up to your grandparents spooky old cabin was... interesting.

If your idea of interesting is discovering a demonic book with ancient and dark spells.

You, understandably were initially frightened by the contents, hiding the book away before pretending it didnt exist.

That didnt last long, and withing 24 hours, i took it back out and read it over several times, able to read and recover several pages that had been lost or inked out.

And you know how you didn't summon some dark spirit or evil demon?

YOU DIDNT. READ IT. OUT. LOUD!

You kept your mouth shut as you read, you didn't mutter out the ancient spells that could get you killed.

You weren't stupid.

But reading it over, you found it to be filled with... well, satanic would be an understatement.

It contained the knowledge of dark gods, evil dieties and dark spirits the like no mortal could best, it was intimidating.

Youd become obsessed with the book, not in a fashion of worship, but from a need to destroy it. And when that didn't turn out to be an option, to hide it. To protect it. To guard it from the outside world.

So, you initially thought about taking it to a church, have them protect it, as you do.

But you couldn't, it would surely corrupt the entire church, and then you'd have an even bigger problem to deal with.

So with little in the ways of options, you did the only thing you could.

You tried to get into contact with God.

You looked high and low, but after Months of trying to contact him, or fucking Anything, you got nothing.

So, with nowhere else to turn, you tried to contact well, the Devil.

And you had much more success this time.

In fact, the necronomicon itself had a means of reaching Hell, although you had to carefully read over the spell you ensure you weren't summoning some other demon.

But sure enough, after painting a big doorway out of blood and sacrificing a few goats, a portal would open.

Youd step through to a... well, a temple. At least it looked like it. The ceilings were ridiculous tall, the whole place chiselled out of some exquisite kinda stone.

You walked around for a while until you entered a sort of dining room.

There was a simple long table with an expensive looking table cloth, a wide spread of familiar and much less familiar foods laid out.

Youd reached out for a very tasty looking cream pastry when the double doors at the end of the room suddenly flew open.

You paused, standing there, staring at the doorway as a rather short gentlemen with golden hair walked in, followed by a significantly taller woman, a large set of horns curling around her grey hair.

They both froze.

You were already frozen.

The both of you stood there for several minutes, neither of you looking away from the other.

You both just stood there, before the gentleman raised a finger, pointing at you.

"Yyyyyour, not supposed to be here." He said simply.

You nodded, looking about awkwardly. "Yeah, your not wrong, but I kinda got something you need to see." You finished, not sure quite sure of what to do next.

The man stared at you for several moments, glowing gold eyes gliding up and down your form, he stopped, clearing his throat before he told you simply. "I am Lucifer Moringstar, King of Hell." He finished with a slight bow.

"And this is my wife Lilith, Queen of Hell." The woman gave a little bow.

Turning back to you, he stared at you until you got the hint, introducing yourself with a little bow.

Then you'd hold out the book, telling him, "I'm here to make a deal."

Now at that, he perked up immediately, eyes practically lighting up. He eagerly asked what you could possibly wanted.

Youd tell him simply how the necronomicon contained horrific spells and forbbiden knowledge. You'd tried to hand it over to God but... well, there was a reason you were there. So you wanted him to keep it. To hide it. Make sure no mortal or demon, or anyone. It was far to dangerous.

Lucifer seemed exceedingly interested, although he playfully noted it was a little insulting he was your second choice, before eagerly snatching the book up and flicking through it.

His smile quickly fell, the Devil looking through the book, face steadily becoming more and more unsettled.

He'd read through it for several minutes, before snapping it shut. Looking up he addressed you seriously, telling you it was wise for you to bring it to someone more powerful and he'd keep it hidden.

But then he'd ask if youd read it, or rather, could remember anything. You... hesitantly revealed you remember most of it, you'd read it dozens of times.

With that he welcomed you to his home, as you'd be staying there for the rest of eternity.

And when you gawked, demanding to know why, and so, he simply explained the information in your head was infinitely more dangerous then any spell or curse he held, so, you were his new house guess.

Perminantly.

And besides, he wasn't sure if he actually could get you back.

Hell was kind of a one way trip.

You couldn't lie, you hadn't really expected to survive going to Hell, and it was a little annoying given you were still alive, but were now trapped.

But after a while of contemplation, you willingly accepted your situation, coming to reside in the Devils manor.

It would take some time to come to terms with your new existence, spending the time in your chambers, coming to terms with the fact the rest of your life would be spent in hell, and then well, more then likely, the rest of eternity as well.

And well, it was with that realisation that you decided to suck it up, deciding it was best to try and make the best of it.

So, you would eventually approached Lucifer, the devil actually very eager to speak with you, the man intruiged by the mortal that not only resisted such lovecraftian knowledge and then made their way to Hell.

So you got to talking. And talking. And talking.

You spoke for hours, and naturally, you went light on details when it came to the Necronomicon, not wanting to bring it up again, and Lucifer didn't seem to mind, never pushing past simple questions or raising issue over you giving a half answer.

Youd just talk, you, and you couldn't believe it but you were quite enjoying your time with the literal Devil.

Now you would confront him, wondering if it were a trick. He was the King of Lies after all, so your good will could easily be a lie.

To that, Lucifer just laughed, telling you simply, he had no need to lie, if he wished for you to suffer, he'd make it happen. The devil flexing just a slight of his power, the feeling making you sick to your stomach.

You couldn't argue with him there, the two of you beginning a strange... you dare say, friendship.

A friendship that would quickly become playful, the Devil having a, well, devilish sense of humour.

And of course, it only took one lewd joke from you and that seemed to set him off, the Devil never missing a chance to make a lewd or dirty joke, never holding back on 'moral' sensability.

You had a... well, strangely flirty relationship, especially for a married man.

But, well, he was the Devil after all.

You of course, also got to know Lilith, the woman was surprisingly, incredibly comfortable to be around. She was tall, graceful, eloquent and treated you respectfully. She had a very strong mother energy.

She was delightful to speak with, the two of you bonding, usually over a book she recommended to you, the two of you essentially having your own little book club for just the two of you.

And something interesting would happen, she would recommend a book, that book turning out to be in Latin. When you explained you couldn't read Latin, Lilith of course was understanding, telling you she'd read to you.

And so... she did.

Then she read you another. Then another.

And it'd only take a single session, when you'd yawn, the woman pushing your head down onto her lap, using it as a pillow as she read to you.

It was a strongly intimate time together. And well, it all had its effect to you.

Youd develope a crush. A crush on both of them.

Which was weird, you know, the whole "Having a crush on not one but two people, and also those people are the Devil and His Wife". If you know what I mean.

Youd do your best to hide it for a while, keeping up and enjoying your respective relationship with the pair.

But it wouldn't take much. Lucifer bringing a few bottle up from the cellar for after dinner, and you quickly got buzzed, completely unable to handle the highly potent grape juice.

And in your inebriated state, you'd drunkenly confess you liked the both of them. They were nice and funny and kind and... so, so sexy. But knew they'd never reciprocate.

The two would 'aw', and fawn over you. When you became even more tipsy, the two bringing you to bed to sleep it off, snuggled up between the two of them.

Youd wake up next morning with a headache, rubbing your head. Only to be greeted by the succulent voice of Lucifer.

Youd immediately jolt up, finding yourself between the two of them.

Lucifer would be all smiles as he prowled towards you, the devil playfully telling you how glad he was to hear you liked him because he was... very fond of you too~

It'd be awkward, for sure, you sputtering, blushing up a storm. Something that only got worse when Lilith aeoke, hugging you from behind.

And the for the next few days, things were... different. Although you were eternally grateful for Lilith's calming nature, although she wasn't above teasing you as well, and well, when she teased, she bloody teased.

They would eventually proposition you properly. And I mean PROPERLY.

They went all out. Roses. Wine. Fine clothing and music. Lucifer and Lilith formerly inviting you to be a part of their family, for better or worse.

And after rather stupidly asking about their marriage, Lucifer simply stating he was the Devil, he didn't need to follow any rules. That you'd happily agree, the three of you beginning a, well, as Lucifer put it.

A threesome.

A title he was happy to use every chance he got.

Seemingly over night, you'd developed a deeply intimate relationship. You and Lilith were already very good friends, your relationship easily transferring over to a more romantic relationship.

Lucifer was similar, as your relationship would transform from a playful, if somewhat shallow friendship, into much more... intimate closeness.

He was still playful much of the time, but there were plenty of tender moments between you.

The King building a steady romance between you, the devil making you blush more than once, the devil seducing you as easily as breathing.

It would be few months later, and would take a little, or a good amount of liquid courage before you got into bed with them.

And I don't mean just to sleep.

And... Fucking Hell. It would be one Helluva night. Lucifer and Lilith showing you sinful pleasures you hadn't know we're physically possible. The next morning, laying there, you knowing full well you could never go back.

Youd develope a deeply intimate relationship with the two, even meeting Charlie, the girl understandably uncertain about you, but she gave you a fair chance, and you quickly became very close, you just loving her, well, loving and bubbly nature.

Your relationship, and Lucifer hated it when you called it this, but it was heavenly.

You had two, very powerful, very sexy Devils. You loved them, and admittedly it took a long time truly believe it, but they loved you.

You were in a strange way, but that horrifying book brought you together, a thought that made you smile often enough.

There was a whole ordeal when God found out about you, and you'd have to essentially convince an angel you were there willingly.

Several times.

Though the best part was after you'd refute them, Lucifer and Lilith were sure to reward you for your loyalty~

Stella

Youd step through the portal with a slight stumble, entering a... strange place. It was clearly a grand building, large ceilings and expensive looking materials.

Youd walk around for a while before you froze, coming face to face with a monolith of a white avain looking demon.

Youd stare at each other for several minutes, before she'd ask you shortly. "The fuck are you doing here?" She spoke in a Very British accent.

Youd hesitate before answering simply.

You were there with a purpose. "To hide this." You'd tell her, holding up the Necronomicon.

That would instantly intruige her, asking to see it.

Youd hesitate, but hand it over, explaining it was far to dangerous to left in the mortal realm. It had to be taken somewhere it couldn't be meddled with my humans.

Stella was instantly intruiged, flipping through it. She instantly understood the gravity of what the book was, and well she couldn't help it. She instantly proclaimed how she could use this to get even with her husband.

And hearing that, youd snatch the book back, telling her harshly it was far too dangerous for that.

She'd demand it back, voice booming as she spoke to you like a child, but you'd stand firm. She couldn't just play with it like a toy. And when she demanded it again, you'd stand firm.

Now, admittedly, she was very intruiged by that, something only made more intriguing my your possession of the book.

She was so used to being given what she wanted, for you to stand up to her, actually managed to impress her.

So she'd relent, asking what you wanted.

Youd tell her simply, you needed the book hidden away. Safe so no one could abuse it.

She'd humm, accepting it, IF! And only If, you agree to stay with her.

Youd hesitate, asking why?

Stella was cagey, shrugging it off, asking for your answer.

You were pissed before stopping. You realised this was your mission. Your sacrifice for the betterment of humankind, ya know?

So you'd agree, the two of you shaking on it, binding the agreement with magic.

So, you handed the book over, Stella making it disappear, promising to hide it properly with the necessary spells later.

And so, after shaking on it, you spent the next few weeks as Stella's plaything. The woman happily showing of her "Pet Human".

And while you were happy to play pet for a while, doing the demeaning tasks she gave you with only a slight grumble, when she demanded you wear a particularly scanty outfit, undoubtedly in order to 'show of your assest' that you finally stood up to her.

Youd go off at her, refusing to wear it. And when Stella brought up you swore, that were supposed to follow her every order like the lowly being you were.

That set you off, telling her she was an arrogant, pompous, self centered, egotistical entitled twat, and you'd only agreed to stay down here with her. Not serve her. The two of you stood there, heaving, staring at the other.

You weren't exactly sure how you ended up making out, or naked. Or in her bedroom, fucking like animals. But you got there.

And well, when you were laid there besides one and other, huffing and puffing in the messy bed, white fathers everywhere. Not sure if they were from her or the pillow you'd torn open, you certainlu didn't regret it.

That would only be first of many such fuckings. And while Stella was all arrogant and dominant in person, she loved it when you took charge, fucking her, putting her in her place.

That place usually being beneath you.

And yeas, she still treated you like a pet out in public, sure to order you around and make fun of your frail form. You always got even when in private, the woman rarely refuting you, the two of you having hard, heated sex whenever not around other people.

And while, it may seem a little odd, you'd develope something of a relationship with the woman. Well, a relationship outside of your 'master/slave but actually bottom/top' relationship.

Stella would never state it aloud, but you acted very much like lovers when alone, to the point you actually spent time together, you know, not having sex, and not as her pet.

Youd talk, or read, or try and help her with her work, only to realise you were greatly outmatched and instead just got her coffee.

Youd never truly state it, but you loved each other, even as much as she tried to hide it, where you were happy to be open about it, she kept it on the down low.

Granted, she was a demon so you gave her a pass for the most part, but you still had a deeply intimate relationship, at least when in private, the woman coming to care for you, in her own aristocratic way.

Stolas

Stepping through the portal, you found yourself in... a garden. Or at least it looked like a garden. It certainly didn't look all natural, and certainly not like something youd see in Hell. Or, then again, they were all rather... deadly looking.

So, you'd walk around for a bit, forced to run when some giant plant tried to eat you, you running your ass off. Jumping and running until you slammed into something.

Falling back, you were dazed for a moment.

Looking up, you found what you ran into... looking back at you.

A pair of big red eyes stared down at you, until in a surprisingly meek voice, the... Owl? Thing? asked simply.

"What... are you doing here?"

Youd rather anxiously lay there for a moment before sitting up, explaining to the... owl? You were there on a mission.

The owl perked up, asking what kind of mission?

So you'd explain.

You'd explain everything. The book. The dark ones. The forbidden knowledge. And how you intended on hiding it there, in Hell.

Stolas was... curious more then anything, requesting to see the book. So, after a moment of hesitation, you conceded, handing it over.

He thanked you, before flipping it open. He stood there silently as he flipped through it, his expression quickly becoming far more serious.

Snapping the book shut, he grabbed you and practically dragged you inside. You'd quickly find yourself in an office, sat across from the man.

He asked quite seriously what you were doing with the book. You explaining how you found it, and again how you were trying to hide it from the mortal world.

Stolas agreed with your assessment, however he'd need you to stay in hell with him. He explained, that well, you knew far to much, and if anything were to happen and you were to use such information, willingly or otherwise, it would make all your work for nothing.

Youd hesitate, but after Stolas assured you he'd take good care of you, you'd agree, the two of you making the deal.

Life in the palace was... interesting, to say the least.

Octavia was a nice young lady, the two of you regularly discussing life on earth, as well as the social norms of Hell, the girl helping you adapt quite well.

Stella was... surprisingly hospitable, although you suspected that partly came from Stolas not allowing her anywhere near the Necronomicon, the woman only able to and often asking you about it.

And whole you usually avoided the subjext, much to her shirgrin. Over all, you had a rather courteous relationship with the woman.

And finally, Stolas.

You and him actually got along great, he was a surprisingly skittish person, easily flustered and admittedly adorable.

The two of you became fast friends, speaking on a wide variety of subjects, often doing so long into the night, over tea or wine.

You spent longer and longer periods together, to the point you didn't really know what to do when not speaking to the other.

He would eventually come to confide in you. Revealing the abusive nature of their marriage. He'd end up in tears, clearly emotional, finally admitting as such, you acted quickly, reached out and hugging him.

Youd hold him close as he broke down into tears, clinging to you as he expressed these feelings for what was likely the first time in his life.

Youd just hold him, letting him cry, holding his delicate form to your chest, gently comforting him as much as you could.

After a while, and many, many tears, he'd recover, softly apologising for dumping all that on you.

To which you just calmly told him it was no issue. You cared for him greatly and wanted him to be happy.

At that he seemed to stare at you, and you at him, the two of you locking eyes as you slowly drifted into each other and before you knew it, you were kissing.

A strange sensation, given his beak, but it didn't slow you down, the two of you quickly becoming ravenous.

Youd, well put bluntly, you'd fuck like rabbits that night. It would be an intense, ravenous, but deeply intimate love making session.

Youd end up sleeping together that night, the owl being your big spoon, you curled up against his chest.

The next morning, the two of you just held each other close, basking in your afterglow. You'd smile up at him, reaching a hand out and gently cupping his cheek before you told him softly.

"I think I've fallen for you."

Stolas would blush, pure joy swelling in his chest as he leaned forwards, placing a tender kiss on your lips.

Your relationship would effectively be kept a secret, the two of you keeping it hidden well enough as you spent enough time together as it was, spending a little more didn't raise any eyebrows.

Your relationship would only grow stronger and more tender.

And you loved each other, eventually getting caught, as Stolas finally grew sick of Stella's abuse, getting a divorce, the two of you finally going public with it, too... mixed reactions.

Octavia was surprisingly chill about it. She was naturally hostile towards you for a while, but when she realised you did genuinely love her father, she'd ease up on you, you developing a fairly healthy mutual respect.

And while you'd never have a picturesque, nuclear family. But you'd have your love bird, and he'd have you, and that was enough.

And with your support, well, the Owl was far happier in life, simply adoring you.

[smallestclowninthecircus]

Season 4 notes

Ep 121: mmmm tape recorder turning on without them knowing goes brrr. AAAhjhdsjfhjdf "do you mind if i call you jon" its like "can i call you elias?" is this the dream guy with the tendrils? who wants to bet the boat is captained by peter lukas? big man if it killed yall how are you still here. oh boy the tape is doin that thing. who do we think it is? did he wake up? hmm. ep 122: lol jon. 6 months!?!? bruh quit movin big man. he just Knows things sometimes you know how it is. nah b/c i can relate to feeling like other ppl/ things arent real, thats the biggest mood BUT i think it is kinda pretentious to entertain the idea that youre the only Real person. If you dont see a body dont believe it. i'll hold out hope for a bit. theres not a new archivist is there? surely i wouldve heard about that. oh god peter what changes did you make. ep 123: web development. hope its about spiders. she blames him. bruh why. if they hadnt done anything the world would've ended piss off melanie. why are ppl acting like he chose to be in a coma for 6 months. we know this they just appear. no longer "head archivist of the magnus institute, london" now he's just "the archivist" covered in spiders? cuz ik the spider has to do with controlling what youre doing and all this stuff but i cant think of how this connects to that. ep 124: ugh vertigo. is michael crew an old man? oooh. fairchild. how did he know it was martin? hmm. GRR I LOST MY NOTES AGAIN. FROM EPISODE 125 - part of 131. ep 131: bruh he's so hard to understand big man ur voice is so low. Jared Hotworth. the boneturner. "the ones i helped find their proper bodies" name a better top surgeon? our favorite trans ally? ep 132: woo field trip into the coffin! static lol. he says "chill out im just poppin in for a quick recall mission" is the rib thing actually gonna work? bruh it feels so odd and contrived but he's an odd man with some odd powers so idk. rip that archivist ayyy statement time. voices? recordings? are those tape recorders? was it the tape recorders? did they pull him back? i hope so b/c if the rib thing actually worked im gonna be so disappointed. ep 133: predicting the lonely? tundra. like the lukases. hmm. sanikova! like sanikov land. so its the hunt? i suppose? yeah. so daisy's clearly rejecting the hunt, which makes sense cuz she doesnt seem to like the entities that much. wait so are we just not gonna talk abt all the tapes playing on the ground?? no? ep 134: not an archival assistant anymore? Adelard Decker (or however you spell it) i recognize that name. 15th power. i was right there are 15. the extinction? im trying to remember what ive heard. oooh spooky. no i gotta be real i dont understand this fear but i'll believe you that its a thing. ew lukas is so squealy. lukas can turn invisible? oh boy. oooh martin put the tape recorders there. lol lukas is worried he's gonna be an avatar of the eye. ep 135: yoo its the third Daedalus statement! maxwell rayner (reiner? reigner?) i dont know who that is but ik its somebody. is he the cult leader guy? church of the divine host? 4 people?? what? did they kidnap somebody and keep them up there?? oh dear jon are you dying? did he try to See or Know or whatever? why does everyone call basira detective lol. ep 136: he was the one from the spider movie that ate ppl right? the special effects artist? is it annabelle cane? "its a joke jon" lol. hmm they wanted to record the therapy session with melanie? i wonder who that is. i almost wanna guess annabelle cane but im not sure. ep 137: this is the one! he went to the other place and read the war statement but it wasnt the one she took. not the music again. sounds like the slaughter. who the heck is eric lol. "the watcher's crown" like the crown of eyes we saw in the piccrew ep 138: oh boy Robert Smirk time. is that elias? as unhelpful as usual. if new powers can be "born" can others die out? did jonah magnus wear the watchers crown? maybe they were born from our fear or maybe our fears were born from them. ceaseless watcher does ceaselessly watch so. idk what you want

big man. yeah jonah for sure did something. ep 139: agnes!! lol that one dude threw off all their plans thats so funny. BUT this does tell us something. the tree in the backyard of the hilltop house? not made by her. it going down didnt kill agnes. im guessing gertrude tied agnes to the house using the tree? u good jon? cuz every time you try to Know smth intentionally it seems like it causes you great pain. how come he can do it accidentally with no problem but the second he wants to know smth of plot relevance he gets a headache or whatever ep 140: lol pagan exultation. classic. "oh thats my rib" lmaoo. ppl are always so mad at jon and his Eye powers except when it benefits them. they're like "oh you shouldnt do that its not right" and then all of a sudden they want to know something and its all "oh cmon jon its the only way" ep 142: oh god jon what did you do. its interesting she's giving her statement in the way that they do when jon Asks. did he see her in the Coffin? and so he's following her? ok cmon jon you're supposed to let them come to you. lmao ikr martin. "start to hear the blood" "suure." lmao ep 143: lol that awkward moment when gertrude is already dead. big J if you die im gonna kill you. bruh. ayo helen? i guess it worked? ep 144: lol this reminds me of that one edgar allan poe story where he kills the old dude with the weird eye. spooky music stuff. lol thats my favorite symptom of a heart attack its hilarious. so its smth abt the location probably? bro i feel like you should write down the numbers idk. 162830165049 564846474827. seems like the distortion? like the kinda thing that causes you to go crazy because of the numbers. oh boy is it the extinction again. bro what?? im?? his dad just died and he's like eh. martin dont be mean. he's being all lonely again. big man ur pushing ppl away. oh god its fucking squealy boy. ep 145: that almost sounds like breekon/hope... Arthur? agnes. aah was he from the lightless flame cult. a tree. lol he's just ranting rn. hehehe fuck landlords amirite. yay someone tells jon outright to go to therapy. now do it big man. ep 146: oh great! the distortion! i'm making a spiral themed building in mc right now! jon maybe accept you did a bad? nah this goes back to what i said before. they're fine with him compelling ppl when its convenient for them but otherwise its "no jon you cant, youre a monster jon" the tapes didnt turn on. i spose that means its not important? i agree with daisy, this seems unecessarily dangerous. ep 147: is that a tape? the first tape? well that went better than i expected tbh. BAHAKJASHDJKF she did the "can i call you jon" like nikola says "elias, can i call you elias?" damn annabelle is such a girlboss. oh! the one thing from the picrew. its been a while since ive connected smth to that. lol all the other avatars always talk abt their patron so lovingly and the jon just. absolutely hates the eye. ep 148: lol thats the most elias thing. "i just like the way it sounds" ep 149: did he disappear? bruhh. ur lonely powers are popping off i guess. oops i accidentally deleted my notes for 150 - 152 ep 153: thats the cult right? yeah. it doesnt sound like the church of the divine host? idk. if it is the church of the divine host then they worship the dark right? so is the eleventh the dark star or wtvr? it almost sounds like the corruption b/c of the oil or grease or whatever. oh dear what happened. oh its the hunters. theyre so annyoing. not an "it" he has a name. he's a person. is this a page from the skin book? ep 154: oh shit this is gerry's dad! oh shit he quit! oh dear god. jon don't you do it. haha martin. yeahhhh... is he gonna tell the others? cuz you know theyre gonna get mad if he doesnt. oh also picrew connection! the bandages over the eyes? yeah thats this im guessing. ep 155: oh good he told them. oh my god what did you do. lol i have no mouth and i must scream. nah you get none of my sympathy you're straight up murdering ppl. its like the desolation, destroying lives to sustain your own. ok but taking their statements doesnt

kill them. oh... bye melanie. ep 156: lmao imagine if the tape recorder spoke back. oh boy decker! i swear we got a statement from him already. oh god mirrors scary. They're gonna eat the body arent they. Yup... sounds like the flesh or the slaughter, but I'm not sure. Could be the extinction for sure. Smth at the center! Like Helen mentioned. God Peter you dick. Ep 157: peter's just so :/ another decker statement i see. a statement about the corruption? hmm. maybe its not abt the corruption. the extinction. lol pandemics. topical. John Amherst. helen? lol i can hear admiral purring in the background. oh cmon helen dont be like that. im trying real hard to like you but you make it so difficult. ep 158: did they fucking free the stranger? im gonna lose it. you absolute dumbass. im sorry who is that? jonah magnus? my guy. peter. you absolute dickhead. that's elias. (im p sure i had this spoiled for me that elias is jonah) oh dear this is her death. god peter you prick. i hope this is a pop off martin moment and not a "martin you idiot" moment. i hope the hunters kill the stranger entity. or she kills them. furry daisy pop off! yeah fuck you peter martin can make his own decisions. you know that clip from Twisted where jafar says "ok what the fuck was that" martin D: ok like i know its gonna work but still D: D: ep 159: peter you bitchboy. because if im alone i cant hurt anyone else. imnotgonnacryimnotgonnacryimnotgonnacry do it do it do it do it. pop off jon. ok its a pretty good idea for a ritual i gotta be honest. she didnt even have to blow it up lol. oh dear that was certainly a noise. "he gets you" did he not have jon already? he's back! our boy is back! awwww thats so cute. ep 160: oh right this is the thing in the safe house. i love him. "obviously im going to tell you if i see any good cows" martin my beloved <3 :)) oh boy who is this. fuckin. people. jonah you dick. gahh. you can tell he's trying to resist so hard lol. ohh. hehe keep an *eye* on him. altho if the extinction is a real thing he needs to be marked by that right? lol he sounds so intense im sorry- i want martin to just burst in and be like "look at this cow i saw!" its so dramatic and for why.