#my spookiest guy yet

[aphidoideart]

#078: Duplicast

If you ever feel like you're not acting like you would in your dreams, look down! These guys might be in your shadow! They like messing with people's perception of themselves, don't be tricked!

In the waking world, they are also known to appear in your shadow, and make it so only you can see them, many get paralyzed with fear, but don't worry, they can't actually harm you in any way!

Inspired by Double Shadows, Sleep Paralysis Demons & Fresno Nightcrawlers!

[mister-fisch]

Come one come all to my weird corner of the internet!

I,the person who runs this blog,is Judas

I have 3 other main names I use,Calvin Radford,and Judah.

You may also call me Shiloh,mazablaska,and Kalwin

I currently dont use any pronouns so just reffer to me as one of my names.

I am a minor,15-17 years old. my strawpage!!

Previous urls: monsieur-fisch,monsiuer-luigi-fisch,jonesy-squish

Dont interact if:

Homophobic,Transphobic,Aphobic,Rascist,Sexist,Zionist,Antisemetic,Islamiphobic,Ablelist,TERF,discriinatory of any kind,you find yourself glorifying or find yourself pushing aside Nazi characters actions,pedophile,proshipper/comshipper,incest liker,anti-furry,anti-gacha,etc,etc,etc

Some additonal info about user :3

-Im pangenderflux,leaning more in the masc and enby genders most of the time :3

-I am alterhuman,more specifically fictionkin(Radford from sm,and Old man mcgucket from gf),otherkin(badgers,russian sables,alot of other mustelids,vampires,and a creature i made called the jumbilkront.).I technicallly do count as a therian but i dont use the label.

-Im also objectum(i just figured this out :D) ,and posic.I do have 2 object boyfriends :3 a throw pillow :3 and a frog plush named Patton :3.Im also attracted to vintage and old computers.

-Im a heavy self-shipper,even though i dont post about it much at all.(ask about my F/Os if you want)

-Im in the tickle community(sfw only) so I will post stuff of that occasionally.Feel free to ask about it.

-Im always up for conversation(unless I'm asleep),I love talking to you guys,especailly my mutuals.So feel free to reach out by sending an ask in my inbox or something,Im all ears.Just keep it sfw :3

-Im currently obbessed with Spooky month.But I also currently really like Starkid's Hatchetfield series(I havent seen Nightmare time yet) Im also in a whole bunch of other fandoms,see -> this post to see what other fandoms im in,(i probably missed some,but feel free to ask me what fandoms im in aside from the ones mentioned there)

Blog info :3

I basically just post what I feel here,its not fandom specific,I post what I want when I want for fun :D Its just a silly lil space

Master post of my other blogs :]

Masterpost of tags I use :3

I take art requests! :D

Are they open?Yes they are.

I will take requests for any fandom Im in,but Spooky Month is very muched prefered,I wont have much motivation to draw for other fandoms

Guideline:No sexual stuff,blood and gore is fine to some exent nothing too hardcore.I will draw tickle stuff :3

Guildines are subject to change.

That's basically it for now! :D

I hope you guys have a good day. :3

Keep trying your best :] You're doing a great job. :3

the radford user box is by @the-spookiest-graphics

[scarefox]

ranking Ghost BLs by creepy factor

Sweet Curse is the creepiest half of the time (+ has some jump scares) but is a bit weird. The ghost / demon is haunting the guy but is also horny for him. (more erotic than BL, it's a Strongberry short film... but I would like a full drama in that style lol)

So far from all the ghost themed thai BLs I have seen, Something in My Room was the most spookiest (at some times). Actually creepy wandering souls that hunt other normal ghosts. And the occasional nightmare.

Ghost Host, Ghost House is pretty creepy at the beginning with the ghost hunting in lost places. But loses it later on unfortunately. Tho sometimes the ghosts can look creepy if they want to but look normal the rest of the time. (haven't finished that one yet)

Low Frequency (so far) has some small creepy parts in ep1 during a nightmare and some weird neighbor ghost / spirit. But since then it's pretty tame with the spookiness. Maybe in the next episodes it's getting darker again?

He's Coming To Me was not spooky at all as far as I remember. The ghosts are rather comical and buddy type. Still awesome story.

technically Dear Doctor I'm Coming For Soul also has ghosts / souls when people die. imo not creepy.... but they actually do look like they are dead sometimes.

He She It tbh I barely remember that one but it wasn't creepy imo.

That are the ones I watched so far 🤔

[sister-lucifer]

*Knocks on your door*

HEWWO!

I come bearing goods from my travels of far and wide, stolen from children, the elderly, and this one guy who coughed on me!

I've got Skittles, Starbursts, milky ways, Twix, snickers, jolly ranchers, Hershey's, another variation of Hershey's, and a buuuunch of other goodies!

I also have healthy alternatives if you so prefer!

I wanted to thank you as being my mutual who has never been anything but kind to me and has supported me when I needed it!

I appreciate you endlessly and I wish your halloweiner be the spookiest yet!

Wanna hear a joke?

How do you make a ghost moan?

You give it a “boo-job.”

MERRY SAMHAIN MY DEAR FRIEND AND MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE JUST AS FRIGHTFUL!

i’m biting you (this is good)

[people-are-strange-87]

The False Emerson

Part 1

Ella just wanted to celebrate Halloween; how did it go so wrong so quickly?

Ella blinked rapidly as she stepped into the sun. The house of horrors had been extremely dark compared to the Californian sun, even in late autumn. Crowds of people in costumes covered the boardwalk and there were rumours of a Halloween party on Strawberry Beach after dark. She planned to have a walk down once the trick-or-treaters started to go home. Heading towards the end of the Wharf to get some food, Ella was shocked to see that the Bay Company was no more. Instead it had been replaced by a shop called Max’s Video Store. Intrigued, she decided to check it out. The name sounded familiar but she could not place it until she saw the cashier. It was 44-year-old Edward Herrmann, the recently released videos included Crocodile Dundee and From Beyond. She remembered her uncle telling her about watching both films when he was fourteen, renting them almost as soon as they came out. That’s when Ella realised, it was October 1986 and she was in the Lost Boys’ universe. She had the power to reverse the death of the vampire gang, they didn’t have to die for Max’s actions after all.

“Can I help you, young lady?” Max asked, his sweet tone made her feel nauseous knowing how he neglected the boys. Thorn barely glanced at her which was a relief. She nodded with a smile, “How much will it be to rent?” “Five dollars for the week” He answered, “Having a quiet night in?” “I’m not sure yet. My niece is out of town so no free candy for me”

Settling into her hotel room, Ella pulled the three tapes out of the bag. She ended up renting her three favourite 80s films: Children of the Corn, Labyrinth, and The Neverending Story. A choice between the three different emotions the movies created was freeing. It made a change from her usual Halloween Horror Marathons. The tradition had been her uncle’s but she carried it with her when she moved away. California felt so far from Tennessee, especially when she began to miss her family. When she opened her window to air out the room, she heard the buzz of the crowds. Sure the celebrations wouldn’t be like what she experienced at home or when she visited her uncle in Louisiana but they would be fun. It was Halloween after all. Why not go out?

Within the hour, Ella was ready. The night life awaited her but her first stop was the carousel to see if the rumours were true. She had the word of the receptionist that this was the best spot in Santa Carla to meet people. Especially when it was night during the Halloween season. Between the hours of ten and four, the boardwalk was adult only. That was only during the spookiest time of year but it was still effective. You had to be at least twenty-one to access the area but it was not heavily regulated which was good for Ella. She didn’t have her id. She hadn’t even picked up her phone when she left the house that morning. It was only meant to be a short trip out. Thankfully, she had taken some cash with her. That made things a lot easier.

“Hey, babe,” A voice greeted from behind her. Ella recognised him from the film, he was one of the guys that hung around Greg. In other words, he was trouble. “Want to hang with me?” Ella scoffed, rolling her eyes at his suggestion. “No, thank you” She declined, wishing he would go away so she could enjoy the ride in peace. Apparently, that wasn’t an option. He grabbed her thigh so hard that she was sure it would bruise, “Come on, don’t be a prude” Just as she went to retaliate, he was pulled away. “She said no, dude!” Ella would recognise that New York accent anywhere; it was Billy Wirth. That meant it was Dwayne who had come to her rescue. Hopefully it meant the surfer was dinner, not her. “Back off, man!” The Californian demanded, shoving the vampire. Dwayne pushed him back. He was facing away from her but she could tell he was angry as he spoke, “Don’t push your luck, Tommy. The boardwalk is our’s” The threat was clear but the surfer was idiotic. “Oh, yeah?” He challenged, not backing down, “According to who?” As the ride halted to a stop, Ella stepped down from the fake horse. She could still hear the pair arguing but paid them no attention. She fully intended to leave and return to her hotel but clearly the coven had other ideas.

She had almost made it to the car park when Dwayne reappeared. He stood in front of her, about to speak when she cut him off. “I hope he learnt his lesson, Dwayne. Anyone with a brain cell knows this is your territory. Even I know and I’m not from round here” She rambled, Ella was nervous. He was attractive but still dangerous, he was a vampire. He could easily hurt her, even if he didn’t want to kill her. She was also hyper aware that she had used his name, something she shouldn’t know yet. It was her first day in Santa Carla, a vastly different world from the Santa Cruz she knew. He didn’t speak, instead he loosely grabbed her upper arm and dragged her to the bikes - to the rest of his coven. He presented her to David, “She knew my name” The statement shocked the group and Ella couldn’t quite place the tone he had used. He was completely unreadable. “Gotta know your names if I’m gonna stop you from dying come the summer” She was dismissive of her knowledge, only creating more questions. None of them spoke, instead they seemed to take in her appearance. Her hair was shoulder-length, a light brown that had tints of blonde from the coastal sun. The jumper she had been left in her grandfather’s will almost covered her black skirt and her converse were clean but scuffed. Her style was so different from their own. The vampires had no idea of how to react. The silence became awkward so she continued speaking, “I only have until July to create a plan. Everything starts on the 31st, once Lucy arrives everything changes. I’d rather not see you all die again. You don’t deserve that… It wasn’t your fault” Her voice grew quiet with her last statement, tears threatening to pour down her face. They had lived for decades yet one family would end it all. It was just unfair. They only did what they needed to in order to survive. They couldn’t help their nature.

Not once did they speak to her. Yet somehow, she ended up at the cave, travelling on the back of Dwayne’s bike. They all sat in the same positions they had when they brought Michael to the cave. Clearly, they were creatures of habit. Ella hovered around the fountain, noticing the initials carved into its basin. She wondered when they had done it, her fingers tracing each letter nervously. “How do you know?” David’s question cut through the tense atmosphere, echoing slightly. She didn’t look up from the stone, “In my world, you’re a movie. Simply characters” “Your world?” The leader scoffed, “Stop lying” “Not lying” She retorted, still not looking away from the carving. Her finger resting on M. The metal creaked as David shifted slightly, “I don’t believe you” Ella’s head snapped toward him, “I doubt me being from a different universe is hard to believe considering you’re vampires” Her tone was sharp, she was trying not to get angry but David had a natural talent at being infuriating. He didn’t do well at hiding his shock.

Ella had wandered off into the cave, leaving the boys to discuss what she had told them. It was surely a surprise but it doesn't seem that impossible. The time alone gave her a chance to regulate her emotions. She had found an empty cavern and just sat down. This wasn’t how she imagined spending her night yet here she was. The silence was comforting as she began formulating a plan. Clearly the group hadn’t met Star yet and she hadn’t seen Laddie. That wasn’t to say that he wasn’t already here. It was unclear when the young halfling was meant to sleep but she was certain that he didn’t stay with Star. That had been made obvious when Michael had slept with Star. He hadn’t been with the boys and wasn’t in the main cave nor Star’s area. That implied that he had his own space in the cave. She imagined all the boys did, even if they roosted together. That must just be a safety measure even if it didn’t work. Ella wondered if they let her stay if she could use this hollow. It was secluded enough. They’d find her when they were ready, her heartbeat would be an indicator of her location. Hopefully they believed her and were willing to let her help. She would hate to hopelessly stand by as they were murdered all over again. Each individual death was ingrained into her memory. Their pain had stuck with her throughout the years.

It was Dwayne that found her in the end. She heard his necklaces before she saw him. They were a give away to his approach though she was sure he could be quiet if he wanted to. A glow was produced by the flame he was carrying, the torch similar to the one used to light the barrels. She stared at him, the drying tears on her face the only indicator of her crying. He sat down beside her, torch discarded. “Why do you want to help us?” “You didn’t deserve to die” Ella’s voice was shaky from her emotions, “You only did what you had to do to survive” “How do we die?” He asks quietly, she was glad he talked more than in the film. Grimacing, she told him, “Marko is staked, Paul gets holy water, you get electrocuted, and David gets stabbed. None of you die quickly. It’s horrific” The tears began again, she tried to keep herself from crying but she couldn’t help it. They were all brutally slaughtered for no reason. The only person who had to die was Max, the boys were all victims. Dwayne grabbed her hand, “What happens to Laddie?” He demanded, they must have taken him in already. Clearly he cared for the boy. It made her wonder why he was always with Star during the film. She imagined it was another order from Max. “He sees Paul die. The only reason Paul was by the holy water is because he was protecting Laddie. He doesn’t get hurt but I can only imagine what that feels like” She couldn’t lie to him, not about this. The poor kid had to live with that image forever. Ella knew she had to prevent it. If not for the boys’ sakes, then for Laddie. He was only eleven.

[lokalny-menel]

THE GHOST OF THE PAST

I'm sorry for all the mistakes, English is not my first language

31th of October, the spookiest day of the month. Three young boys were sitting together on the floor in one's room, with a wooden board in the center of them, surrounded by lightened candles. They've planed to play a game. A very dengerous one, even though it may seem like a harmless one.

...Remember kids, never mess with the other side...

The tall, blonde boy was staring at the oujia board, thinking if he could step out of this. Now, as he could clearly see it infront of him, with his own eyes, he started to dislike this whole idea. The boy glanced at his other friends with slight nervousness, but to his misfortune neither of them seemed to change their minds about this 'great idea'.

- Guys, I don't think it's a good idea.. - Blonde boy spoke.

- Come on Jake! Don't be a wuss! - a boy with million of freckles on his face. - It was your idea to talk to Drew in the first place! - he said as he straighten up from his sitting position. Then the boy with dyed green spoke quite loudly.

- Yeah, and we can't backout now! - he gestured at the whole thing they set up. Jake looked at it again, analysing it all over. Yeah, sure, he missed Drew. He would do anything to talk to him again, but wouldn't summoning him with oujia board disrupt his peace? Jake wasn't sure, if that would be a right thing to do. Yet he looked up, and nodded, as a sign that he'll do it. And that's when they started the seance. Three of the boys put their hands on the indicator with excitement and adrenaline. But after that... What they were supposed to do actually? How were they supposed to summon the ghost of Drew? The boys haven't really think this through.

- Uh... Drew, are you here? - Jake said with uncertainty in his voice. All of the eyes were on the indicator, trying to catch a little bit of movement. Nothing happened.

- The ghost of Drew Rodriguez, are you here with us? - Jake spoke again, now more confident of his words. - Please give us a sign! Seconds started to feel like hours, the adrenaline raised, but nothing happened. No flickering lights, no change in the temperature, no unusual movements. The indicator haven't moved an inch, not a one minimeter, even! But they waited, at least a minute or two more, which felt like hours to them. Still nothing has changed in the surroundings.

- This is just a waste of time - the brown haired boy said, bored of this whole game. He was about to take his hand off the indicator, but the taller boy stopped him in time.

- Dude, we need to say goodbye to the ghost - Jake gave him a serious look, trying to warn his friend.

- But nothing came! - he argued back, not seeing any sense in saying goodbye to something, that's not there.

- You don't know that - The green haired boy now spoke. He knew some things about spiritual seanses, since his mom used to be obsessed with this stuff, and some of that passion passed onto the young boy.

- Let's just do that, incase something actually came.

- Okay, whatever. They said the goodbye to the being that might have came, and took their hands off the indicator. All of them were disappointed in the fact that nothing had happened, as they all wanted. Jake was once again staring at the oujia board. Feeling of sadness and yearning started to rise inside of young boy.

- So, what are we going to do now? - the question came out of one's of boys mouth. The blonde leaned back, thinking for a second.

- Maybe, let's watch a scary movie?

- Good idea!

....................

Hours had passed and eventually Jake's friends had to go. Now the young boy was laying down on his bed while eating leftovers of chips and popcorn. He stared at the ceiling, feeling the overwhelming emptyness inside. His thoughts were coming back to their failed spiritual seanse, wishing that it actually did work, wishing he could talk to his best friend again. He has so many questions to ask. But what did Jake want to ask Drew? Now, as the boy was thinking about it, he didn't even knew how he would have reacted if his best friend really came! He felt how tears started to gather in his eyes. It still hurst him so much. It happened about 4 years ago, and he still haven't coped with it. He still remembered the day when he last saw his little friend, like it was yesterday.

It was Jake's birthday. His twelve birthday, to be exact. Drew left Jake's place on his own, and was never seen again. "See you tomorrow!" were the last words they said to eachother, but that tomorrow never came. After three days Jake's parents lied to him that Drew runaway. After another few days Liam, his other friend, informed Jake, that Drew in fact is dead. He told him that Drew was runover by a drunk driver. Jake cried harder and harder with every second as the memories hit him one by one. And the feeling of guilt. The terrible guilt. "I could have prevent it from happening!" he thought to himself while putting his hands in his hair to soon start pulling it. If he was about to do something to himself again, no one was home to stop him, noone to hear his pathetic cries. He was all alone right now. He could do anything right now! Anything! And that's when it hit him. And idea came to Jake's head. He quickly looked around the room, and saw that the oujia board was still laying in the corner. Then he checked the hour. It was almost 12 AM, which meant that his parents will come back in 4 hours. So that meant...

- I still have some time to try! - Jake said to himself, wiping off his tears and get out of the bed. He quickly walked up and took the oujia board and put it in the middle of his room. He put candles around it in a circle and lighted the up. Now he can begin the seanse, and this time he knew what he wanted to say. Jake put his hand on the indicator. - Ghost of Drew Rodriguez, I invite you here - He started differently this time. He waited for some signs of Drews presence. Yet again there was nothing. Jake's hopes started to go down, but suddenly he felt how the temperature begone to lower.

- Drew, are you here? - He asked with hope in his voice. Jake couldn't believe in what's happening. He's actually able to apologise and properly say goodbye to his best friend! Jake stares at indicator as it moves slowly through the alphabet written down on the board. The ghost said yes. It said yes.. It said yes! Jake felt his heart racing with excitement. He couldn't believe it, yet it had just happened infront of him! Drew is really here, as a ghost, but still here! Okay, okay Jake calm down. You need to say something to him.

- Uh.. How are you Drew? - that's a stupid question.. But he had no idea how to start it in any other way. So now he watched how the indicator moved from a letter to a letter. First was "p", then "r", "e", "t" and after some time the pointer stopped moving.

- Pretty dead... - Jake repeated what he read - yeah, right... I should have figured it out.. - he said more to himself than to Drew. But it's a sign that's it's really him! The Drew Jake knew was always sarcastic like that. So that must be him really! Okay Jake, now you need to apologise.

- Drew!.. I Want to apologise to you. - and the indicator moved again, starting from the letter "f" to "t". "For what" Drew asked.

- For letting you die.. I should have walked you home, or ask my parents you drop you off at your place. I shouldn't had let you go all alone like that.. - Good job Jake! You did it! Now he had to wait for Drew's response. And he didn't have to wait too long because soon, he could read the message saying;

"not your fault"

After reading the message Jake kept staring at the board, tears gathering in his eyes. Not your fault Jake. It wasn't your fault. Drew doesn't blame you for his death, Jake. It's all okay. It felt great to know, that his best friend doesn't blame him.

[dennydraws]

Good Morning! Happy start of the week!

September is almost over! But also spookiest month is coming! :D I was always sad as a kid that my country wasn't celebrating Halloween. Now kids do it more often while boomer parents yap how this isn't Bulgarian/Orthodox Christian holiday or something... Ya all need to leave the kids have fun and do kids things and enjoy being spooky and getting candy! I love preparing candy for trick or treaters!

I'm glad kids are having more fun and my generation seems more chill about these things.

October, october, october~!! I look forward to binge watching spooky movies, spooky series, bake cinnamon rolls, start inktober and agonize as I fall behind it ... :D;;; Speaking of, with how October tends to be, I may skip a chapter update at some point of my "The Snake, The Firebrand and The King of All" comic (update later today btw! Please look forward to it!). I think I'm keeping a good pace so far. I just know October gets crazy at work and between that and attempting Inktober, on top of... attempting to juggle FanFyria updates too... it may get crazy! But if it does, I will drop something instead of trying to be a hero and juggle everything xD;;

Sun Haven, Sun Haven~ That game is seriously enabling some kinda fang/claws aesthetic I'm super into and never realized until now lol We tried multiplayer with friends yesterday and it was pretty fun! Nothing broke (too much) yet :D;; We accidentally got ... God and his 3 angels (or Ary's whole family as we joke now!) I hope I get to draw them too eventually! Thank you for all who followed me for my Aryllin x Claude arts, I may do more in the future as I have ideas™ but also October may be too busy for that... but I hope you will enjoy other arts I show here too! :D;;;

Sun Haven Art Trades? I love art trades! Doing one with a friend now but if anyone is interested, hit me up ~ :D But it will have to wait for November at this point lol;;;;

Original Character (don't steal) ™ I've been scribbling Reciferius a lot lately, you guys remember him? :D;; he won the OC poll way back! I drew him recently, kinda keep scribbling him again on the side. Still not sure what to do with him, or in what world setting I can stuff him but... well anyway he has fangs now cause apparently it's "fangs n claws season" in my head!

I hope I get to finish this WIP eventually this week, I'm really happy at the vibe I got :D

And that's all~! I hope you have a great start of the week, dear reader! I hope the month of September was kind to you and brought you new dear memories for your life's album. I hope October brings you warm fuzzies and inspiration for everything you pick to do!

[unfriendlyamazon]

12, 13, and 22 (Jou) please!

12. What's the funniest or craziest AU you've ever come up with?

i think my craziest is probably my repo the genetic opera au which i don't think i'd actually write but i think i could smash out a complete arc for if asked. of the ones i do actually want to write and have worked on is probably my space outlaw au, which involves a moon that functions as a theme park, seto kaiba's robotic arm, and what i've affectionately dubbed the Kickship in which joey, tristan, and duke are bounty hunters ala cowboy bebop.

13. What's a character or ship you haven't written/drawn yet but would like to someday?

i guess i did one little 250 character ficlet for them back when i was on twitter but puffshipping is something i find very endearing. scarediest boy joey wheeler with spookiest lad ryou bakura is something i think could be a lot of fun, and i really want to get joey into some artistic endeavors and i think ryou could help inspire him into that. there's a lot of potential there i wouldn't mind uncovering.

22. Give us a headcanon for Jou!

i have 500 million headcanons about jou that have become so enmeshed with how i write his character but i think the big one i haven't really explored yet is my headcanon that he is far sighted and in need of a good prescription. for me his decision not to wear glasses has a lot to do with his perception of himself and his tough guy persona, and adopting them later shows not only a change in his financial situation (he's also the only character i see maintaining a life as a professional duelist) but also his own softening towards himself. i like to give him a big pair of ugly red glasses that make him look like an absolute dork (i've got an old post here that goes into more detail)

[blinkbones]

literally what's up with tumblr making it so blurry... anyway

The Murders in the Rue Morgue and Other Tales -- Edgar Allan Poe

This was my "halloweeny" read, or at least the spookiest title I had in my TBR. I remember a booktuber talking about another book, another classic, and saying "My problem is, I read it and I think 'God this is so cliché' but of course it is! This is from the guy whose stories inspired all the clichés! He made those! But it's still boring to read today." I felt similarly to this collection, lol; now, I wasn't really bored, and most of the stories in this one are pretty fun. But yeah! Expect the expected! It certainly has it: protagonists fueled by a murky sense of revenge, classic ghosts haunting the living, people losing their mind or maybe/maybe not we're not sure, beautiful women in tragic situations, and an incompressible dose of 'the vibes of the time'.

That said I really did enjoy the stories, and especially as I approached the end. The only one I already knew was the Tell-Tale Heart. It's still a banger and I completely understand why they had us study it in my early uni years; it's short, dense, easy and interesting to analyze (and even a bit funny, imo).

I did encounter the orangutan of tumblr fame and I gotta say: I get why the academics are tearing each other to shreds over it. o boy it's unclear yet endlessly intriguing.

Others I particularly enjoyed were the Hop-Frog, and its jesters taking revenge on bad management ; the Gold Bug, which is less spokky than it is a bit of mysterious adventure ; I thought that the Masque of the Red Death made for compact and striking visuals, and I'd enjoy a translation to a more visual medium a whole lot ; and now I really ended up very amused by the Pit and the Pendulum -- because if you read it, you'll realize that Poe walked so saw traps could run.

If you like a stupid bastard asshole, you can read William Wilson (very fun). If you don't care for the gothic and would rather read a holmes-like, read the Purloined Letter (kinda goofy and cozy mystery). For scary nature, read A Descent into the Maelstrom (probably the one that was closest to scaring me). If your brain is buzzing with bees and you can only stomach very short stories, aim for the Cask of Amontillado or for the Oval Portrait.

I can't say any of those scared me -- but they're fun, none is too long, and I learned a lot of new words (which, yeah, is my idea of fun too. listen, i like linguistics)

[saving-word-crawls]

Black Friday Musical Crawl

By: IslaGrace

Welcome to the Black Friday Musical Crawl! If you haven’t seen my The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals crawl yet, and want to do that one before the sequel/prequel/alternate dimension, you can do so here! 6

(saving-word-crawls note: It's the last post!)

You should end up with around 7000 words by the end of this crawl. Hope you enjoy it! Also, let me know if I should make a couple more Starkid/Tin Can Bros crawls! I’m thinking of writing ones for Twisted and Spies are Forever!

PROLOGUE Welcome to Starkid’s spookiest musical! It’s so dark that it warrants its own prologue which, though short, is very creepy. Write for five minutes (the number of ticks of the clock there are before the music kicks in) to get you warmed up for the straight bops that are coming your way.

TICKLE-ME WIGGLY JINGLE Ahoy there, boys and girls! You know that you need a Tickle-Me Wiggly! He’s a wiggly wig and a snuggle poo! He wuvs you! He’s laundry safe! And he’s a steal for only $49.95! Sprint to the nearest 500 whilst you desperately try to save up for a Tickle-Me Wiggly doll! Wiggle your way through life!

WHAT TIM WANTS Tom will do anything for Tim. After all, he’s his son. Does your protagonist have a child in their life that they need to protect? How about a best friend, a sibling, or other loved one? What’s their name? Count up the number of letters in their name and write for that amount of minutes!

CALIFORM.I.A We get it, Ethan. You’re a good speller! Don’t worry about spelling, punctuation, or any of the rubbish that Ethan cares about. Attempt a fifty headed hydra as you hype yourself up for your escape to California!

WHAT DO YOU SAY? Is that Becky Barnes? And Tom Houston? Get ready for an intense gossip with the citizens of Hatchetfield and write three hundred words. If you, like Tom and Becky, can’t think of what to say and you’re experiencing a bout of writer’s block, try to incorporate a scene with a gossip chain like the one in the queue for ToyZone.

OUR DOORS ARE OPEN Welcome to ToyZone! We know that you want a Tickle-Me Wiggly, but I’m afraid you’re going to have to pay up first. Sprint for fifteen minutes as Frank sings about all the money he’s about to get. These words are weighing his pants down!

FEAST OR FAMINE The bidding war for a Tickle-Me Wiggly has suddenly gotten very brutal. Sprint for twice the length of the song (6 minutes) to find out if you got one! If you wrote less than 250 words, chaos reigns! You don’t manage to get your hands on a Wiggly! Write another 250 as you sob uncontrollably. If you wrote more than 250 words, take what you want, return what you get! Well done, you got a Wiggly! Write 100 words as you celebrate and plan what you’re going to do with your new fwendy wend.

MONSTERS AND MEN General McNamara is back! Thank God, he is exactly what this world needs to defeat the dark force that Howie Goodman has come to know as Wiggly. Write until the next mention of your story’s main villain (or villainous situation!)

DECK THE HALLS (OF NORTHVILLE HIGH SCHOOL) Okay, this is kind of a good movie… Take a ten minute break and grab a snack as you watch Santa Claus is Going to High School at the movie theatre!

TAKE ME BACK Take me back in time… to when I knew what was going on in this draft. Write two hundred words as Becky and Tom figure out their feelings for each other.

ADORE ME You will destroy everything, and then you will destroy everything. Keep writing! Go for a ten minute word war as you try your best to resist against Linda Munroe and her cult, sorry, exciting new religion.

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY? Write 150 words as you try to hide from Becky and Tom… Seriously? I thought we liked these guys two songs ago?

MADE IN AMERICA This is a FULL bop. I genuinely can’t expect you to write through this song. Have a dance break

BLACK FRIDAY You’ve been caught by Sherman and he’s about to kill you. Write for fifteen minutes as you contemplate your life and what (or who) you’re going to leave behind.

MONSTERS AND MEN (REPRISE) Reach into the black and white! You must manifest these words into your reality! Take part in a three digit challenge as you escape from Sherman!

IF I FAIL YOU This doll is kinda ugly! Attempt a 1k30min as you finally come out from Wiggly’s spell. If you succeed, congratulations! Grab a drink (check for goo first!) and celebrate! If you fail, get ready for a punishment that won’t match the crime. Keep writing until you hit the nearest thousand.

WIGGLE Get ready to defeat Linda and Wiggly and their group of worshipping shoppers. Participate in a ten minute word war and try to ignore the uncomfortable moans!

WHAT IF TOMORROW COMES? Do you all see what I see? It’s you, closer to finishing your novel! Congratulations, but it’s not over yet. Quick! Sprint to 500 words before that… bang happens.

[clvr-the-insect-enthusiast]

Burnt Caramel Vulpix Sundae: What's your favorite regional variant Pokemon? Is there a Pokemon that you like the 'regular' form of over it's regional variant?

Playful Pancham Fried Rice: What was your favorite game as a kid?

Hot Litwick Cocoa: What's the spookiest ghost story you can think of?

Chikorita Bruschetta: Tell us about a legend/myth from your home region!

-@davepetatrains

This one got a bit long, so I'm leaving the answers under the cut as to not flood your feed.

BURNT CARAMEL VULPIX SUNDAE:

I gotta say I grew really attached to Hisuian Decidueye after that little trip to Hisui. And for the second question, I'd say Galarian Meowth is much worse than the other forms. It's much more difficult to handle in any scenario.

PLAYFUL PANCHAM FRIED RICE:

I do remember loving to play this game as a kid with my friends. No idea what it's called in Galarian, but it's basically tag, but you're immune to being tagged as long as you have the high ground (you couldn't stay at any elevated position for longer than 5 seconds). It's a simple rule change that made the game way more fun in my opinion.

HOT LITWICK COCOA

I'm not good with spooky stories, unless retelling the plot of Luigi's Mansion counts.

CHIKORITA BRUSCHETTA

If we're going by my current home, I'd say my favorite story is that one about the Treasures of Ruin.

Basically, a King from the Paldean Dynasty brought back some treasure from a trip overseas, but turns out it was all cursed. The artifacts came to life and built themselves bodies out of the elements of their surroundings, then proceeded to destroy the kingdom and leave the castle in ruins. Someone managed to seal them, though. Too bad Ms. Raifort and I found one of the seals the other day and are now trying to unleash these guys back into the world to study them.

(OOC NOTE: Clover is meant to be originally from whatever the Pokémon equivalent to Brazil is, but since we don't have a canon name/any kind of lore yet I'll just refrain from mentioning her birthplace until we actually get a Brazil inspired region)

[crossover-enthusiast]

Alr ill tell ya a bit of it before I sleep lol

This is the ramble about her in TT

So knowing me and my anxious ass, Sunny probably would have heard about Bob a few months prior and obsessively thought about it. She probably would consider not letting her son trick or treat this year at all because she doesn't want him to get killed—but she'd probably feel guilty at the sight of seeing Skid sad and would decide to maybe think about it a little more. Anddddd thinking about it Sunny probably still wouldn't let him go but Skid still needs to leave for plot reasons. So maybe while Sunny is sleeping, Skid ends up fuckin bookin it out of the house or sneaking out—or Sunny reluctantly decides on the last day of October to let someone she trusts watch over Skid and Pump, but would start to panic the moment he left.

As for the first scene Lila has with Bob—Sunny would probably notice him outside and just go dead quiet while looking at him—she'd probably just kinda stand there for a few more seconds before immediately closing the blinds, making pretty damn sure that the door is locked. And then for the telephone scene, she'd probably call Jaune (who my partner has a kinsona of, and who also IS the Jaune in this scenario) in a panic while practically dragging the box to the floor and sitting as low to the ground as possible to be absolutely sure no one sees her. Unsure of why I'd call my partner for help rather than the police but my irrational thoughts tend to make me very panicked sometimes./lh

(Really quickly I imagine my partner, Aaron and Sunny would be in a poly relationship with Sunny not holding any romantic feelings for Aaron—but I'm unsure if it'd happen at this point yet since I kinda want our kinsonas to have the same lil best friends to lovers romance we had lol/lh)

Either way, when Bob somehow presumably breaks in either by breaking the lock or busting the window open, Sunny probably screams and scrambles the fuck out of there (I wouldnt even think about candy or dancing lmfaoo). She probably considers going to the attic to hide, but then realizes that she could possibly use a knife or something in the kitchen as she's running past—so she runs back briefly just to grab one and runs faster because Bob is even closer now.

(Stopping so ya can read)

OOOOOO!!

Okay but Skid sneaking out for Spooky Month is absolutely something he would do, especially on the spookiest day of the year

Also omg poly real- you guys just need an Aaron kinnie! /j

Also I just. Had the image of Bob about to follow Sunny, but then just. She runs in, sidesteps, takes the knife, and runs back out, and he's just. Left confused lmao

[othernaut]

The moment I was able to leave home, I did. And the moment I left, I needed a job.

There are very few jobs out there whose key skills are "doing the dishes silently" and "pretending it's fine that you're bleeding", but I managed. I spent my first six months at an eating house outside the Sky Rail, and it was good, up until we got closed down for ether rats. The next few months were bad, a dim and diminishing tale of couch crashing and dwindling savings, and yet, somehow, I managed to clean up and look normal enough to land a secretary position at Afterworks LLC.

I honestly think they were desperate. Even a year into a Mageocratic government, necromancy was still a depressed practice and few people had any interest in breaking into the industry. Even now, it's an easy political win to push increased legislation and oversight on necromancers. There always seems to be a story waiting for a slow news day about some back-alley bonegluer running a corpses-for-workers scheme or opening a Wailing Door in an in-law's back garden. But as this was the first place I had worked that expected me to brush my teeth and wear nice shoes, I felt compelled to at least attempt an honest engagement with the practice.

The first thing I learned was that every necromancy spell beyond First Circle required an increasingly complex set of paperwork to legally cast. The second largest department at Afterworks, just under production, was compliance, and those were the guys I wound up working with the closest. There was always a cluster of them in the copy room, running forms, shredding expired data, or complaining about some new bylaw turning a 20-minute task into a 2-day one. Every other day, it seemed, one would rush at me with a handful of papers and a haunted skull so I could witness and sign off on someone's postmortem testament.

The actual necromancers were just... professionals, arrayed and comported exactly like anyone else working a specialized job. The guy working in Joints and Connections always wore flowery button-downs and sandals. Nary a black hood or a doomed soul in sight, although they did have me keep one of the meeting rooms going with a skull-shaped brazier and red velvet curtains in case a potential client was really into the perceived aesthetic. The spookiest thing that happened to me, personally, was that the one lady in the ash lab kept updating me on when my projected date of death changed (this is how I learned that those things shift around all the time, and, also, that necromancers are incorrigible gossips who will gladly speculate on which of your life choices affected the increasingly hurried approach of the Reaper).

I think they liked having me around, someone who didn't know necromancy like they did but was still okay with it. A lot of our clients, right at first, were actively disdainful, uncomfortable to even be standing in a building where necromancy was practised. To be honest, a lot of what Afterworks did was communication - someone died with the code to a riddlebox and the deed's in there, someone signed an in-perpetuity arbitration thing with a postmortem clause and needs to be asked directly if they mind if two acres of their former backyard is ceded to the development of a public park. Afterworks sat at the intersection between bureaucracy and death, two things nobody wanted to think about. I think they took comfort in the idea that someone "normal" just saw their work like anything else - a job, an office in an old building with a temperamental elevator, something as boring and everyday as any pigeon or pulsetrain or photography booth.

Even now, two years after I've left, they invite me to the Solstice party. They like knowing how my degree is going, passing me out-of-date materials from their old conjuring class. We chat about the weirdos who keep getting found having ghouled their boyfriends or summoned an Ancient Dead One without doing the background checks to see if they actually were the centuries-dead god-king they claim to be. It's something you notice, having once been on the inside of this industry - how the ethical necromancers keep getting the sanctions that the fucked-up graverobbers happily ignore. If you're the type of person to try to make a Flesh Engine out of parts you found in a pet cemetery, then you're just going to do it, regardless of consequence. If you want to make a business out of it, then it has to be something you can come home from at the end of the day.

I remember, when I was a kid, that there was this big, black rock in the side garden that my father swore allowed his grandmother to communicate from beyond the grave. He had all these theories - it was a piece of the Midnight Gate, it was once a lich-lord's dolmen, et cetera - but what I remember most was how he'd use those secret messages to impart some new, impossible standard of living, and some new, outlandish consequence for failure. Necromancy was still banned, at that point, so all we had was rumor and speculation. I always feared that dad was right - that an ancestor I had never met could see me, know me, and was disappointed in me. That I wasn't even worth being told directly.

Years later, the floral shirt guy from Joints and Connections was walking through my old neighborhood and remembered this offhand story. He checked. Nothing - worn black basalt, probably put there as a bit of garden decor. Two buried family pets of modern vintage, spirits long gone to frolic in farther fields. He told me over coffee in the copy room like it was nothing. He pretended my 20-minute bathroom cry was a normal thing, not to be remarked upon.

I think about that, sometimes, when the sting of those old days becomes too acute.

Tired: Necromancy is evil

Wired: Necromancy is like any other type of magic, it depends on what you do with it

Inspired: Necromancy isn't inherently evil, but your chances of finding a necromancer who isn't doing a ton of unethical shit is slim to none

[ren3gade]

i'm in the spookiest place and Gale got a !! so I thought he needed some help...

turns out he DOES need help

this is by far the funniest flirt scene yet

PARAPHRASING...

Gale: Fighting bad guys in scary place make me horny.

Me: Dude I like you a lot (ok A LOT) and I am also scared and horny but my wife--

Lae'zel: What wife?

Me: ...Um, also this absolutely IS NOT the time. (to Lae'zel) We will discuss it later.

Lae'zel: *level stare*

Me: ...Ma'am, may we discuss it later, please?

Lae'zel: I will consider it.

[jnixz]

For my celebration of Halloween I’m gonna give out this list of why Ford is the Spookiest Psychic 7 member Award (doubles as an appreciation post I guess, really love his vibes with this)

Psychonauts 

That bit where Raz goes to sleep and gets the camera control tutorial. Dude, like we don’t know what’s up yet then there’s this old dude suddenly giving you info about collectables in the middle of a misty void.

Janitor Ford and Ranger Cruller, just standing in the middle of the woods at night. Wild animals don’t ever approach this guy.

“Hey where’d he go“ "How'd that old guy get around so fast" dude if you didn't know about teleportation this is freaky as hell

Also the way his teleportation is visualized isn't really clear but you can see hints of it when Raz asks for one. I mean at least Compton is like peace out static tv screen teleport, Ford just does this:

Psychonauts 2

His mind levels has got to be the spookiest level in game (aside from gristol when the music stops, but that’s mostly eerie)

Strike City - least spooky but it still had people chanting that the end of the world is coming, yet work is still going

Ford’s Follicles - spooky music and ominous vibes. Somehow feels emptier and apocalyptic despite the lice.

Cruller's Correspondence - Clerk Cruller Bot (my favourite, hardworker with pretty sick rhymes) sufficiently spooky with those his dismissive demeanor towards Letter Ford and Raz

Those inside head parts

The no head model was freaky enough, now then we got The Reveal/ Everything about it even starting from when you assembled his fragments together (like jeez his far out look as the loading screen might not have stayed for people but it did for my slow ass computer and that really set the mood)

Entirety of Tomb of Sharkaphagus

Special mention to the music box graveyard, sets the tone so much.

Made the forget part in the Forgetful Forest, which is sufficiently spooky

accompanied by the music similar to night time whispering rock music

Honorable Spooky mentions

Cassie as the Green Needle Witch. Scare those interns

Otto and the brainframe. not for the squimish

Don’t lie , you jumped when you didn’t know who kept muttering and whispering after you completed a brain level in Green Needle Gulch (talking bout Cassie and Compton, they just happen to hush down when you go near them so if you didnt hear them refer to each other you'd be o-o???)

Misc Fancontent: Hc of ford popping out of nowhere and sneaking up on people by accident [x]. Embodies this concept art well.

In conclusion: He’d be great at Halloween

[badass-at-fandoming]

Just Little Ventrue Things ~

I finished a Camarilla Ventrue run of VTMB. Mostly, the only thing Ventrue these days know how to do is Dominate, run screaming, eat hot chip, and lie, and [high falsetto voice] here’s a list of other nonsense I discovered:

PC’s name is Christina; she’s a Dominatrix because I’m bi. Her sire was one of her clients, and she’s actually very, very angry about his death. She doesn’t mind being a vampire. She’s Wiccan and part of a coven

In this Camarilla run, I decided I would only do quests given by Camarilla members. My justification was that, while Christina is intelligent and curious about lore, she focuses on tasks that immediately relate to her and her goals. She’s not curious about others; won’t go out of her way to talk to them. She’s not a bleeding heart, like my other PCs, and she believes in the Camarilla’s laws. She just hates LaCroix for killing her sire. Her plan during the game is to curry as much favor within the Cam as possible and cozy up to LaCroix so she can stab him.

Enough backstory

Nonsense time

Smiling Jack laughs at you if you don’t eat a rat in the tutorial. LOL. The Ventrue dialog is like “I could barely choke down the homeless man: please don’t make me eat a rat!”

The blood in the Santa Monica haven’s fridge is now blue blood. Does regular blood make Ventrue sick? I was too scared to experiment.

[spots Mercurio] I am going to steal that ghoul

Rosa: The people you’re looking for are up there. Christina, assuming Rosa is a Cam agent: Okay, thanks, bye

Never spoke to the Thin-Bloods again (sorry Lily baby ;-;)

Everyone except Julius still leaves when the PC reaches Hollywood

If you try to feed on Julius, he WILL kick you in the head and you WILL glitch into the fire, be on fire; run away screaming in Prada

You can skip the whole basement of the Ocean House Hotel if you manage to jump over the hole in the staircase???? Like?? You mean the spookiest fucking level has been optional this whole time I”M

[ghost appears] [Christina smacks it with an axe] None of that.

Club girls speak to Christina and I’m on the FLOOR

Therese “kills” Jeanette, even though I had enough oompa to make that not happen.

Therese joins the Camarilla and says she’s in good position to be the next Prince??? Hello??? Where is our Prince Voerman ending????

Went straight to LaCroix, called him “sir,” and he name-dropped Napoleon.

LaCroix tells Christina to go visit the Anarchs. She blows the Anarchs off (Nines made a growly face, Damsel dialog yowl-exited out after I asked if she wanted to join the Cam; Skelter threatened to murder me twice). When LaCroix told Christina that, while he admired her Cam loyalty, she must listen to her enemies to understand what they wanted, it felt like he was actually being a good sire and mentor.

That’s weird.

When Christina asked for his history, he very carefully explained his lineage, like the important part of Ventrue culture it is.

Overall, I found LaCroix-being-nice-to-me extremely unsettling.

Sir. Stop smiling at me, sir. Stop being impressed I don’t ask for money. STOP MAKING ME UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE LIKE YOU, SIR.

In contrast, LaCroix sounded genuinely betrayed at the end

Also made it more obvious when he started to lose track of his marbles

Ventrue PC seems juuuuuuust tall enough for her forehead to glitch into the ceiling of literally any confined space

The dirty Elizabeth Dane policeman didn’t psspspspsp at Christina so the whole ship was 15 white-knuckled minutes of making police dance and scuttling about

There is!!! A lot less!!! Talking in this game!!! Than I remember!!! She is only good at talking and ordering people around i am bEGGING

All EXP goes to Dominate and making Christina extremely charismatic and buff.

Ventrue himbo????

Beckett un-himbo-ifies her

She insults Beckett on their first meeting, spitting out “What do you want, wolfie?!” I thought this was appropriate because she died like, 4 times on that warehouse mission and was Extremely Stressed And Under Duress

Beckett’s response of “Oh, you’re too young to have mouthed off to the truly old ones yet.” makes his later snide remark of “the young ones are so temperamental” 900% funnier. Yeah, LaCroix! Beckett thinks I’ve grown and am now more mature than you! XD

Missions involving sex workers hit different when you’re a sex worker.

Christina was incandescent with rage at the Brotherhood

Grout’s mansion mission was a lot of “I have no interest in this nonsense.”

For the first time ever, I didn’t kill anyone during the Museum quest! This is because Christina ran very fast and Dominated every guard as quickly as possible. Every single fucking guard knew she was there, but could do nothing about it, because they were dancing. The door to the sarcophagus locked (it will do this if too many guards are agro), but locked doors are no match for noclip hack.

Entertaining image of a tall woman absolutely blasting into this museum room and Beckett tackling her to the floor like wait! I must snark at you! You are legally obligated to speak with me!

Isaac is still somehow a pretty chill guy to work with if you’re Camarilla.

Christina didn’t visit VV or Ash. Interestingly, Ash didn’t show up at the hunter monastery later. Did he just die in his club? Is he still there, waiting, deciding?

Christina @ Andrei: what the fuck is this shit

“I don’t care. It’s ugly. Clean it up.”

SEWERS.

Not as bad as I was expecting

Did take shortcut, run away from fights, ducked out in the middle for a snack, and bring 7 blue blood packs tho

Gary threatened to shred her face with a cheese grater, which I thought was Toreador only dialog?? It must be connected to the Appearance Stat. Which Christina has maxed out.

When Heather became Christina’s ghoul, I was delighted because I thought this meant Christina would always have fresh blood.

No

If you ask to feed on her too soon after the last time, Heather says she feels light headed and wants to lie down. The dialog exits out

I love you, Heather bb

Perfected the art of nudging NPCs into corners

Mitnick’s quests now feature Enforced Nap Time for all guards

Seriously, Dominate is ridiculously powerful, hooooly shit. I get why people like it. I also like it when people do things I ask them to do.

Christina can’t sneak, but she CAN strongly encourage everyone to choke on their own tongues.

Very high contrast in the beginning of the game: 2 punches would knock her over, but anyone she spoke to would obey immediately and without question

Chinatown goes by ridiculously fast if you can’t sneak and don’t do any sidequests besides Mitnick’s.

For the first time ever, Zhao survived! This is because Christina made him take a nap.

He just told her to leave

You’re welcome, my good dude

IDK if it’s a game glitch, but Christina would vocalize? In battle, she grunts with effort and pain.

Got to the point where I kept expecting Dominate dialog in every interaction and would get disappointed if it didn’t show up. What do you mean I have to actually convince people? That’s lame.

Christina was polite and charming to Ming Xiao, who also conveyed a deeper betrayal than normal at the end. ;-;

I promise to give you a Ventrue boy toy soon, Xiao

Finale arc quests went by VERY FAST because Christina can’t sneak for shit. Just run in, Dominate blazing

You can skip the outside bit of the Hallowbrook Hotel if you find the open door on the top level what the fuuuuuuuuuCK

[“A Little Party Never Killed Nobody” plays while Christina wipes out the Sabbat in 10 minutes]

Andrei disappeared mid-fight and didn’t come back until I complained that only I was allowed to run away from boss fights

I’m categorizing “triggering the interaction to save Heather” as something quite difficult to do. The timing has to be just right. I’ve missed it twice now. BUT hacking into the game to save her is easy.

I love you, Heather bb

Final Beckett talk had the vibe of “You’re a very different person than me, but you’re also High Humanity and trying to do good. You don’t deserve to die.”

Damsel threatens to kick the shit out of Christina and is extremely reluctant to tell her where Nines is

“Out of all people, they send you? All right, let’s just talk terms.” - Nines because Christina was short with him one (1) time

WEREWOLF HARD

You can just?? Walk out of your haven?? Without speaking to Jack at all???

I didn’t do that

But I could have

[”Dust in the Wind” plays while Christina kills entire Camarilla hit squad in 3 minutes]

You can visit Mercurio and Trip on your way out of Santa Monica??

Mercurio makes no comment on the blood hunt. Business as usual with him. This is fine.

Christina: I’m SO going to adopt that ghoul. And perhaps Isaac can be convinced to part with Romero...

(For the first time ever, my PC boinked Romero. Twice, to receive the break up email)

This is definitely a glitch, but Christina brushed up against Caine, and a worried voice said, “Are you all right?” It sounded like the same voice actor, but a higher pitch?

Always nice to think about Caine demonstrating care

Christina asked Caine who he is, and Caine replied that he “gets people where they’re going. [He’s] a driver,”  which is a nice nod (lol) to both his literal job as a driver and as a shepherd/creator/god to Kindred. Caine creates and makes fate.

Caine triple checks with Christina that she’s sure Strauss won’t betray her. Thanks, Vampire Dad. :’D

For some reason, only other Ventrue guarded LaCroix’s tower. I wonder if this is intentional. Like all the other Camarilla Clans backed Strauss and left? So only LaCroix’s Ventrue lackeys remain? Anyway, it created some weird moments where Christina fought her double.

KILL YOUR DOUBLE

Sheriff laughed in haughty joy that he was to kill Christina. I don’t remember him laughing in other playthroughs.

Christina ruining Caine and Jack’s prank oh noes