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If giving a written statement, your character will find that they are able to write much more freely and honestly than usual, as though something is gently compelling them to share their true experience. As they write, the memory may feel incredibly vivid.
If giving an in-person statement, take the above and amplify it. Your character may forget their current surroundings and feel as though they've been forced back into that memory: they will recount it in detail, experiencing all the same feelings over again. Afterwards, they may experience two lingering side effects:
1. Nightmares in which different awful variations ("what if the monster had got me?") play out on repeat. A figure that looks like Jon, but covered in eyes, watches intently from the sidelines.
2. Increased PTSD-like symptoms such as flashbacks and anxiety, even during their waking hours. At the worst moments, they may see that eye-covered figure out the corner of their vision.
Deerington has warped these effects, so the frequency and intensity is completely up to you. The effects may be very rare or very frequent, or may heal with time. It's totally up to what you want to play.
If you want an example of canon Statements, feel free to look at TMA episode transcripts like this one about a strange coffin wrapped in chains (cw for brief mentions of drug use). If you want a canon description of side effects, see this episode.
ok i'm not really sure if i'm doing this right or if any of this counts as supernatural but it'd be nice to get my place cleaned so here it is
[Attached is the form Martin sent him, filled out. It reads:]
ok in order for all this to make sense i got to start way back four years ago. my older brother Jake and i get invited to this spooky old castle on top of a mountain for a fancy mask party, and when we get there we find out my boss Princess Bubblegum, my younger brother BMO and my friends LSP and Cinnamon Bun also got invited. the host left us a note that says they're a ghost and going to possess one of us to kill the others and if we try to leave we'll die.
CB does that and DOES die, like i guess the ghost wanted to show how serious business he is. we all start trying to find out who is possessed but while we're doing that BMO disappears. then the ghost straight up attacks all us and melts PB and imprisons LSP in a painting for all eternity.
Jake and i are really freaked out by now, and this freaky ghost is chasing us around trying to kill us. i make it upstairs but Jake doesn't, me and the ghost fight over him but the ghost gets him too. it flies off and the whole place comes to life, the floor tries to eat me and this melted girl appears and tries to drown me and i barely manage to get up to the conservatory on the roof.
then Jake appears and it turns out him and his girlfriend and everyone were pranking me, because i was trying to prank him, because he pranked me on my birthday. turns out no one's dead and we're all ok and we go home.
anyway, that's all supposed to be set up for the story i wanted to tell. over a year later i start having these really vivid dreams. i'll think i'm awake and doing something like making breakfast, normal stuff right? but then that melty green girl from the castle appears. that isn't really a good way of explaining it, she sort of leaks in through the walls and floorboards. and grabs me.
i'd always wake up screaming 'she's got me!' and having totally trashed whatever room i was in. and i can never remember the dream, so i'm always really confused about what happened.
this happens a bunch of times until Jake gets sick of it. i think the fifth or sixth time we talk about it? and he realizes i've been repressing the dreams in my subconscious or whatever you call it. i've been sticking them in my mental vault so i don't have to think about them anymore, which i always figured was the best way of handling that kind of stuff. it goes away and i'm not scared anymore, you know?
anyways, i really don't want to open up the vault to remember those dreams, so Jake has to trick me into doing it with this game. 'regression simulator' i think was the title. there's this whole red spiral thing i'm staring at and next thing i know i'm starting to remember.
except i'm not remembering just the dreams, i'm remembering a lot more. stuff that i didn't live, not as Finn.
(oh yeah this all happened back when i was human. Finn.)
that game dug up a bunch of memories about my past lives. and one of them was a girl with a metal arm named Shoko.
she made friends with my boss, PB. this was way back like hundreds of years ago when PB was still building her kingdom (she's super old). she helps her out in building it and taking care of no-good lawless thugs from wrecking the place up. eventually PB trusts her enough to show her the giant guardians she's working on that'll help keep everyone safe. they're powered by this hoodoo magic/science amulet that's heckin powerful. PB even makes her a new robo-arm that's better than her old one.
but Shoko was there for a reason. turns out she worked for those thugs and got close to PB so she could steal the amulet. and she does, one night, from PB's bedroom in one of the towers. she jacks the amulet but the guardians catch me and so i jump down into the river surrounding the castle.
but it's mad radioactive and real messed up. i guess they think Shoko died but she gets away, out of the kingdom, but she's all messed up from the river. all melted and mutated. she doesn't look human anymore, more like a huge gross worm. she bites it right after. but i know where the amulet is. i give it back to PB and Shoko stops haunting me. the end.
[ Ange filled in a form for Martin. It has her name on it - Ange Ushiromiya - and the date of the incident is also written down as a specific date in 1998. She will have described an incident during which she was standing on the edge of the roof of a tall skyscraper at night, intending to jump off, when a witch suddenly appeared in front of her. She'll describe the witch as looking like a human and pretty young. The witch spoke to her and offered her a deal to be able to save her deceased family. Ange took the deal and jumped off the building towards the witch.
I found something horrifying in a jar once. Underneath the couch cushions.
Sometimes I lie awake and wonder: How long was it there for? Just...watching us? How did nobody KNOW?
They say ignorance is bliss. Which was definitely true for me, as I tried to fish for some loose change to buy more pipeleaf.
That was when it happened.
My fingers brushed against unnaturally cold glass. After removing the cushions, I found the jar tucked between some unfamiliar dishtowels and broken porcelain. But when I tried to peer into it, my vision was obscured by the thick condensation pooling along the inside.
I, a fool, said: "Let's open it, guys."
Once I pried the lid off, I was greeted by an utterly wretched sight.
Whatever used to be in that jar, it was no longer recognizable. Instead, a new entity had swallowed it whole: Solid, white, with web-like tendrils in places. What was worse, the surface was blanketed with dozens of holes. Some large, some the size of pinpricks. There was no rhyme or reason to its madness. Not to any mere mortal!
Just the simple act of gazing into the jar's opening made my skin crawl. Not even a mighty 7-foot-tall warrior could shrug off whatever spell this thing used to ensnare onlookers. Because, you see...you simply COULDN'T look away. Even as the entities' holes seemingly seared themselves into your mind, soul and body!
Somehow, we collectively summoned the will to perform the banishment ritual: Tightly sealing the jar, and then locking it away for eternity.
They say it still lives underneath the couch cushions.
[He starts with the Grimm stories. They're easier for him, all told. Grimm are simply a fact of life in Remnant, to the point where he's not sure what a life which doesn't involve fighting monsters would look like. Some of the stories are triumphant, even--Grimm faced and beaten with his first official Huntsman team, back when he was a cocky student at Beacon. The mischief and tomfoolery of skipping class with his team to have Adventures and accidentally falling into a Grimm nest (Glynda had them scrubbing the bathrooms for weeks). The Geist he took down with Clover in Atlas. The unquestioned pride in his tone for the ones he's seen his nieces take down.
Some of the stories are more painful, though. The fellow Huntsmen and Huntresses killed in battle, the ones that go missing and never come back. The empty graves. The lingering wreckage of Vale after it was overrun by swarms of them, of the Grimm dragon that remains petrified at the top of Beacon Academy and in a twisted, fitting way continues to draw Grimm to it, leaving it a perpetual warzone, as it were. The Nuckelavee haunting the ruins of the abandoned town Kuroyuri, and the kids fighting for their lives while minding his poisoned and barely conscious ass, unable to walk, much less fight.]
the nastiest ones i ever ran into were the apathy, though. normally when a grimm attacks you, you'll have the presence of mind to fight for your life, or at least run but not the apathy. once we found a whole estate full of people who died in their beds because of the apathy in the sewers drained their will to keep going the owner of the estate was trying to cut costs on huntsman protection, so he lured an apathy into his cellar to calm everyone down so he wouldn't draw grimm when he told them but he didn't seal up his tunnels until the next morning. the apathy made him too tired. and by then the rest of the pack had found its missing member. he sealed his own doom right along with them. they wasted away right there; we found the skeletons with their clothes still on hell, we were just there for a night to get out of a snowstorm and nearly all died i didn't even notice how bad i was getting by the time my niece and her friend dragged me out of there, i was too trashed to even stand second time she saved my life while i was meant to be watching her back, really
.....anyway, moving onto the gods the story goes that remnant was created by two brother gods, the god of light and the god of darkness and that they had an ongoing feud, as the god of light wanted to build life while the god of darkness wanted only to create forces of destruction grimm being the ultimate manifestation of that destructive impulse it's said that humans were created as a compromise -- capable of creation and destruction both, and gifted with the ability to make choices, and the knowledge to understand the difference
that's the main story anyone who believes in the brother gods knows what most people don't know is that they're real, and the four "gifts" to humanity? creation, destruction, knowledge, and choice? those are real too, and a woman named salem is trying to take them all
shrink the circle even further, and only the people i was traveling with know that those "gifts" are more like a curse, because they draw grimm too and if the four of them ever come together, the gods will come back to remnant to judge humanity if they're not satisfied, we'll be obliterated, permanently this time rather than just getting a shattered moon for our trouble and salem is probably trying to summon them back to get revenge for refusing to revive her lover, and the immortality they forced on her in punishment for her efforts before they left
the relic of knowledge has some kind of spirit in it, see her name's jinn she knows everything there is to know about our planet, and she answers three questions a century we were taking the relic for safekeeping elsewhere, but my mentor was hiding things he got paranoid about anyone carrying it besides him, and we asked jinn what he was keeping from us she told us everything
Edited (i'm so sorry for the thousand nitpicks orz) 2020-08-25 00:18 (UTC)
The first time I saw a hole in the world was outside of Seattle in 2007, in a shed on a farm where people were playing with mirrors.
I know that sounds kind of funny when I put it like that, but there's a practice called psychomanteum, which is a chamber made for contacting the spirit world. The room is usually set up with candles, a chair and one or two mirrors, at angles to each other so you can sit and not catch your own reflection. The ghosts are supposed to speak through the mirrors, but the problem with that is, mirrors can be portals, not just communication.
I get involved with the supernatural a lot. I'm a practicing witch and psychic and have been for most of my life. I'm 36 now, to give you an idea of my resume. I've been a healer, a consultant, a hunter, and an exorcist, specializing in protective and nature-based magic. It's not well known in my world, but it is real and I have plenty of stories to back it up, all my own direct experience. This is one of them, now that my credentials are out of the way.
A young woman named Sandy learned that there was a history of the supernatural, more specifically occult rituals, on the farm she'd just moved to, so she decided that she was going to try conjuring up some spirits. Because she took the whole supernatural thing pretty seriously, she skipped the Ouija board and crystals and went straight to the big guns, building herself a psychomanteum chamber in a shed on the back of her property.
This turned out to be a bad idea. At first, it seemed like nothing happened, but after several sessions in the room, Sandy started feeling like she was being followed. Things would move around her house without being touched, there was knocking and banging at night, shadowy reflections appeared in any mirror she looked in. Whispering voices showed up on all her media, and electrical appliances started breaking down with alarming frequency.
By the time Sandy got in touch with me, it was a full-blown haunting. Several shadows had attached themselves to her and the moment we sat down to talk, I could feel the presence around her.
The presence was not happy to see me. Usually, ghosts and spirits don't like being seen for what they are, and they tend to attack or drive off Talents as soon as they're aware of them. The poltergeist activity- things moving around or flying across the room- started immediately as the shadowy little shits tried to hit me with whatever was small enough for them to move. The knives didn't start until I went to the house itself, but the hostility was pretty obvious right from the first encounter, and didn't get better.
Whatever Sandy had let into her house, it was stuck to her and did not want to leave. Of course, the root of the problem was the psychomanteum chamber, which was the portal point for everything. So that was the first thing that I checked out after I did my normal, standard walk through the house.
I don't do mirror divination and conjuring because it's dangerous, and that's as someone who usually knows what he's doing. What Sandy had brought through wasn't just spirits, but shadow entities from through a tiny pinpoint hole that her "studies" had opened.
I consider them demonic, for the record. There's normal human spirits, which can be good or bad, but demonic beings and shadow creatures are straight-up malevolent entities. Worse, they're alien beings with their own motives and ideas. Usually those ideas aren't great for humans: they seem to thrive on fear and chaos and all those negative emotions that come with really severe hauntings.
Anyway, I knew there was something wrong as soon as I stepped into the chamber. The mirrors and chair were still set up the way Sandy had originally put them, but the angles of the room were wrong. When you looked one way, they were straight and normal, but out of the corner of your eye, everything slanted in disturbing ways. Shadows moved in the mirrors if you looked away for a moment, and a ball dropped on the floor would roll back and forth or in circles, no matter how level the floor seemed.
At the center of it all was one tiny little pinpoint hole in the air, floating between the mirrors. It made my head hurt to look directly at it, and it followed me when I looked away. Like something was watching through that little tiny hole, something sick.
It feels like I'm explaining that really badly, but that's what it seemed like. I'd dealt with dozens of hauntings, but up until that point, I'd never run into something that wrong. Everything about it felt like an open wound, like something that simply didn't belong there.
I couldn't even begin to figure out how to seal it up, so the best I could do was burn down the psychomanteum and do a ritual cleansing over the entire property. It took probably four or five visits to remove the spirits from Sandy and calm down the haunting, and I laid protections around the hole to...hopefully...keep it from spreading any further. Damage control, as best I could manage.
Sandy moved some time later, and I eventually left the area: I don't know if anyone else moved in but I wouldn't be surprised to hear the house is empty. Some things can never quite be put back where you got them from.
cw for graphic child abuse/death, neglect, racism, animal cruelty, just... everything... about derry
Okay so I should probably start off letting you know that my whole town is just kind of evil. I don't know if it's just because that's how it is or if it was specifically It's influence, but the whole place is a trash pit. The adults don't fucking care about anyone but themselves and it's pretty common for them to completely ignore when kids are in trouble. A lot of people keep asking "where were the adults" whenever one of us Losers tries to explain what Derry was like, so I guess it's important to know they were there, they just didn't do anything. Sometimes It would make it so they couldn't see what was happening and other times they just were too involved in their own shit to care. So. Yeah.
My friends Mike and Richie saw the origins of It when we were investigating what was going on in the town. Apparently during a time way before there was even really life on Earth, a giant meteor or something crashed into a part of the Earth that was eventually going to become Derry, Maine. It created a home for itself deep in the crust and obviously as things shifted over several thousands of years, it just went deeper and deeper below ground. Mike did a lot of looking into what happened after that, but we're not super sure, other than that ever since people started to try and build a town on the land, horrible shit started happening. People would die randomly in horrific ways or they'd go totally psycho when they'd been perfectly fine before. It took a long time for people to eventually just get numb to it and eventually they were able to form the town of Derry. I don't know too much detail outside of that. Mike would be able to tell you a lot more, but he's not here.
What I do know is that at some point after the town was super settled, kids started to die. It would start in the summer or fall and kids would regularly go missing or be found dead for the next full year. After that, the deaths would just stop, and people would act like nothing ever happened. If you leave Derry, you forget about it almost entirely, other than some vague notion that it was a small town you lived in once. The farther you get from the town, the more those memories disappear, unless you specifically have something or someone to remind you about it. My friends and I only really remember Derry while we're here because we have each other. Eddie was here alone for a little while and he had some things from home that kept some of his memories stronger so he didn't forget entirely, but he did forget our faces and things like street names and whatever. That's why news never covers the murders or disappearances except for a vague mention in the Portland Press or whatever. It never gets any kind of national attention, that's for sure.
The cycle comes every 27 years, lasts 1-2 years, and then It goes into hibernation again. In October, my little brother Georgie went out to play in the rain, and It lured him to the sewer grates until he was close enough to grab. He ripped off his arm. No one noticed him screaming or anything. A neighbor found him after he'd already bled to death. That was the start of the most recent cycle. This kid Dorsey Corcoran used to get beat by his dad real bad and one day he went totally nuts and smashed his head in with a hammer. His older brother Eddie ran away and he went missing not long after that. His dad said he didn't mean to do it and he couldn't explain how it happened. Everyone figured he just got too angry and lost it, but It probably got in his head and pushed him to it. It likes to feed on the evil that's already inside people and just make them worse, so adults like that are real easy to fuck with. It did the same thing to my friend Bev's dad.
It wasn't just the adults that It would get into the head of either. There were other kids in town who were fucking nuts, like Henry Bowers and Patrick Hockstetter. They were assholes who were crazy enough on their own, they used to beat up all of us, Henry tried to carve his name into Ben's stomach, they broke Eddie's arm, they killed Mike's dog, and Patrick was keeping dead animals in a fridge in the woods, but It got in their heads and made them try to kill us when we kept getting closer to figuring things out. We always got away, but things got close sometimes.
We figured out what was happening because all seven us saw things that we couldn't explain. It likes to manifest as your worst fears usually, though sometimes it just shows up as this thing called Pennywise the Clown. I think It's trying to appeal to little kids that way, like Georgie, and make them think he's safe. But we all saw something different that didn't make any sense and It would chase us but we managed to get away somehow. I guess that our universe runs on the back of some giant turtle that was protecting me and my friends. They said we were the only ones who could defeat It because of our connection or something. I don't remember, I just knew I wanted to make It pay for killing Georgie.
We figured out that It lived in the sewers and you could get in through this house on Neibolt Street (yeah the same one that's here) and we decided to go and find where It lived. It was really gross, man, but we eventually found where It had built It's lair or whatever. There was a ritual we had to do that let us see It's true form which is something called the Dead Lights. They were here before and I think other people wrote up a lot about them, but they're real bad if you look into them. Anyway, the turtle thing helped us fuck It up real bad. I don't think it died, but it got really weak and went back into hibernation. We made a promise to come back if It ever resurfaces again, but I'm really kind of hoping it doesn't, because it wasn't exactly a great fucking time or anything.
well, i mean i'm sure i have one but all my memories before a few years ago are gone. i think i have dreams about it sometimes, but i don't remember anything when i wake up again so it doesn't really matter.
it started with me. when master xehanort took me in when i had nowhere else to go. i don't know if he's the reason i can't remember or if i was broken before he ever found me.
um, master xehanort was
is a keyblade master. keyblades are weapons that come from your heart to fight against the darkness in my universe. he was a master, older than anything i ever knew, and always with a plan. he hurt so many people and the more i think about it the more i think i could have stopped him sooner if i was braver then.
he was training me, trying to force me to unleash the darkness inside my heart but in the end i failed him. i was afraid of what would come out and in the end he ripped it out of me. what he pulled out of my heart was darkness in its own form and he gave it a name- gave him a name.
vanitas.
i don't know if i'm one half of a whole or a whole with a piece missing. i don't know if i'm the ventus from before my heart was shattered or someone completely new. it's scary to think about. vanitas is here too but i don't know how willing he'd be to talk about this stuff.
master xehanort wanted to return the world to darkness again, maybe to try and restart the universe i don't know. he wanted to open the door to kingdom hearts and in order to do that he needed the χ-blade. he thought he could gain that through myself and vanitas, force us to reunite and create the blade that could throw everything back into darkness
i think in the end we stopped him, but i'm not sure? the last thing i remember is falling asleep after i destroyed the χ-blade but i couldn't say if the war was over now or not.
that's pretty anticlimatic. i wish i could give you a better story.
ooc summary of written statement | cw: child death, eye horror
[ Buffy's statement relays the death of her cousin Celia, which Buffy witnessed, but also her own encounter with Der Kindestod. From her perspective, all she saw was Celia screaming, because Der Kindestod is invisible, except to children with high-grade fevers. Der Kindestod pins down its victim and uses its eyes which extend into fanged stalks that latch on and then drain its victims' life force. Of course, Buffy didn't see this for herself with Celia, but when she infected herself with the flu, that's when she saw Der Kindestod's methods firsthand. ]
[ I will 110% bend and break this wherever needed but let's at least have a gist. Only complete Statements are included (we're not counting brief compulsion and other mindfuckery or we'll be here all day). Bold indicates possible Archivist helldreams, Underlined are nonconsensual. Ballpark: ]
April: Week 1 - Written Statement of Fern Week 2 - Extracted Statement of "Arya" Week 4 - Extracted Statement of Gee Week 4 - Palantir Statement of Sasha James Week 4 - Palantir Statement of Shiro
May: Week 1 - Palantir Statement of Jeff Calhoun Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Lindsey Macdonald Week 2 - Palantir Statement of Alex Reagan Week 4 - Verbal Statement of Cecil Palmer
June: Week 1 - Written Statement of Gee (1/2) Week 2 - Written Statement of Gee (2/2) Week 3 - Written Statement of Will Byers (1/4) Week 4 - Written Statement of Will Byers (2/4) Week 4 - Verbal Statement of Gerry Keay
July: Week 1 - Written Statement of Will Byers (3-4/4) Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Lindsey Macdonald Week 2 - Verbal Statement of Cecil Palmer x3 Week 2 - Extracted Statement of Arid Week 3 - Extracted Statement of Wesley Wyndham-Pryce Week 4 - busy being dead
August: Week 1 - Live Statement of Martin Blackwood Week 1 - Written Statement of Michael Week 2 - Written Statement of Ange Week 3 - Live Statement of Sasha James Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
September: Week 1 - Written Statement of Jared Rhys Week 2 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen Week 3 - Written Statement of Bill Denbrough Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
October: Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Darth Maul Week 2 - busy being dead (wow shocking) Week 3 - Written Statement of Buffy Summers Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
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STATEMENTS & SIDE EFFECTS.
If giving a written statement, your character will find that they are able to write much more freely and honestly than usual, as though something is gently compelling them to share their true experience. As they write, the memory may feel incredibly vivid.
If giving an in-person statement, take the above and amplify it. Your character may forget their current surroundings and feel as though they've been forced back into that memory: they will recount it in detail, experiencing all the same feelings over again. Afterwards, they may experience two lingering side effects:Deerington has warped these effects, so the frequency and intensity is completely up to you. The effects may be very rare or very frequent, or may heal with time. It's totally up to what you want to play.
If you want an example of canon Statements, feel free to look at TMA episode transcripts like this one about a strange coffin wrapped in chains (cw for brief mentions of drug use). If you want a canon description of side effects, see this episode.
The Archivist thanks you for your contribution. ]
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[Attached is the form Martin sent him, filled out. It reads:]
ok in order for all this to make sense i got to start way back four years ago. my older brother Jake and i get invited to this spooky old castle on top of a mountain for a fancy mask party, and when we get there we find out my boss Princess Bubblegum, my younger brother BMO and my friends LSP and Cinnamon Bun also got invited. the host left us a note that says they're a ghost and going to possess one of us to kill the others and if we try to leave we'll die.
CB does that and DOES die, like i guess the ghost wanted to show how serious business he is. we all start trying to find out who is possessed but while we're doing that BMO disappears. then the ghost straight up attacks all us and melts PB and imprisons LSP in a painting for all eternity.
Jake and i are really freaked out by now, and this freaky ghost is chasing us around trying to kill us. i make it upstairs but Jake doesn't, me and the ghost fight over him but the ghost gets him too. it flies off and the whole place comes to life, the floor tries to eat me and this melted girl appears and tries to drown me and i barely manage to get up to the conservatory on the roof.
then Jake appears and it turns out him and his girlfriend and everyone were pranking me, because i was trying to prank him, because he pranked me on my birthday. turns out no one's dead and we're all ok and we go home.
anyway, that's all supposed to be set up for the story i wanted to tell. over a year later i start having these really vivid dreams. i'll think i'm awake and doing something like making breakfast, normal stuff right? but then that melty green girl from the castle appears. that isn't really a good way of explaining it, she sort of leaks in through the walls and floorboards. and grabs me.
i'd always wake up screaming 'she's got me!' and having totally trashed whatever room i was in. and i can never remember the dream, so i'm always really confused about what happened.
this happens a bunch of times until Jake gets sick of it. i think the fifth or sixth time we talk about it? and he realizes i've been repressing the dreams in my subconscious or whatever you call it. i've been sticking them in my mental vault so i don't have to think about them anymore, which i always figured was the best way of handling that kind of stuff. it goes away and i'm not scared anymore, you know?
anyways, i really don't want to open up the vault to remember those dreams, so Jake has to trick me into doing it with this game. 'regression simulator' i think was the title. there's this whole red spiral thing i'm staring at and next thing i know i'm starting to remember.
except i'm not remembering just the dreams, i'm remembering a lot more. stuff that i didn't live, not as Finn.
(oh yeah this all happened back when i was human. Finn.)
that game dug up a bunch of memories about my past lives. and one of them was a girl with a metal arm named Shoko.
she made friends with my boss, PB. this was way back like hundreds of years ago when PB was still building her kingdom (she's super old). she helps her out in building it and taking care of no-good lawless thugs from wrecking the place up. eventually PB trusts her enough to show her the giant guardians she's working on that'll help keep everyone safe. they're powered by this hoodoo magic/science amulet that's heckin powerful. PB even makes her a new robo-arm that's better than her old one.
but Shoko was there for a reason. turns out she worked for those thugs and got close to PB so she could steal the amulet. and she does, one night, from PB's bedroom in one of the towers. she jacks the amulet but the guardians catch me and so i jump down into the river surrounding the castle.
but it's mad radioactive and real messed up. i guess they think Shoko died but she gets away, out of the kingdom, but she's all messed up from the river. all melted and mutated. she doesn't look human anymore, more like a huge gross worm. she bites it right after.
but i know where the amulet is. i give it back to PB and Shoko stops haunting me. the end.
ooc summary of written statement | cw: suicide
She survived the fall, but the witch was gone. ]
Statements of Gee
Statement of Michael, Head Architect of the Good Place
Statements of Will Byers
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Sometimes I lie awake and wonder: How long was it there for? Just...watching us? How did nobody KNOW?
They say ignorance is bliss. Which was definitely true for me, as I tried to fish for some loose change to buy more pipeleaf.
That was when it happened.
My fingers brushed against unnaturally cold glass. After removing the cushions, I found the jar tucked between some unfamiliar dishtowels and broken porcelain. But when I tried to peer into it, my vision was obscured by the thick condensation pooling along the inside.
I, a fool, said: "Let's open it, guys."
Once I pried the lid off, I was greeted by an utterly wretched sight.
Whatever used to be in that jar, it was no longer recognizable. Instead, a new entity had swallowed it whole: Solid, white, with web-like tendrils in places. What was worse, the surface was blanketed with dozens of holes. Some large, some the size of pinpricks. There was no rhyme or reason to its madness. Not to any mere mortal!
Just the simple act of gazing into the jar's opening made my skin crawl. Not even a mighty 7-foot-tall warrior could shrug off whatever spell this thing used to ensnare onlookers. Because, you see...you simply COULDN'T look away. Even as the entities' holes seemingly seared themselves into your mind, soul and body!
Somehow, we collectively summoned the will to perform the banishment ritual: Tightly sealing the jar, and then locking it away for eternity.
They say it still lives underneath the couch cushions.
[ ...He's talking about some mold. ]
cw for induced depressive states, violence, death
Some of the stories are more painful, though. The fellow Huntsmen and Huntresses killed in battle, the ones that go missing and never come back. The empty graves. The lingering wreckage of Vale after it was overrun by swarms of them, of the Grimm dragon that remains petrified at the top of Beacon Academy and in a twisted, fitting way continues to draw Grimm to it, leaving it a perpetual warzone, as it were. The Nuckelavee haunting the ruins of the abandoned town Kuroyuri, and the kids fighting for their lives while minding his poisoned and barely conscious ass, unable to walk, much less fight.]
the nastiest ones i ever ran into were the apathy, though.
normally when a grimm attacks you, you'll have the presence of mind to fight for your life, or at least run
but not the apathy.
once we found a whole estate full of people who died in their beds because of the apathy in the sewers drained their will to keep going
the owner of the estate was trying to cut costs on huntsman protection, so he lured an apathy into his cellar to calm everyone down so he wouldn't draw grimm when he told them
but he didn't seal up his tunnels until the next morning. the apathy made him too tired. and by then the rest of the pack had found its missing member. he sealed his own doom right along with them.
they wasted away right there; we found the skeletons with their clothes still on
hell, we were just there for a night to get out of a snowstorm and nearly all died
i didn't even notice how bad i was getting
by the time my niece and her friend dragged me out of there, i was too trashed to even stand
second time she saved my life while i was meant to be watching her back, really
.....anyway, moving onto the gods
the story goes that remnant was created by two brother gods, the god of light and the god of darkness
and that they had an ongoing feud, as the god of light wanted to build life while the god of darkness wanted only to create forces of destruction
grimm being the ultimate manifestation of that destructive impulse
it's said that humans were created as a compromise -- capable of creation and destruction both, and gifted with the ability to make choices, and the knowledge to understand the difference
that's the main story anyone who believes in the brother gods knows
what most people don't know is that they're real, and the four "gifts" to humanity? creation, destruction, knowledge, and choice? those are real too, and a woman named salem is trying to take them all
shrink the circle even further, and only the people i was traveling with know that those "gifts" are more like a curse, because they draw grimm too
and if the four of them ever come together, the gods will come back to remnant to judge humanity
if they're not satisfied, we'll be obliterated, permanently this time rather than just getting a shattered moon for our trouble
and salem is probably trying to summon them back to get revenge for refusing to revive her lover, and the immortality they forced on her in punishment for her efforts before they left
the relic of knowledge has some kind of spirit in it, see
her name's jinn
she knows everything there is to know about our planet, and she answers three questions a century
we were taking the relic for safekeeping elsewhere, but my mentor was hiding things
he got paranoid about anyone carrying it besides him, and we asked jinn what he was keeping from us
she told us everything
Statement of Jared Rhys
I know that sounds kind of funny when I put it like that, but there's a practice called psychomanteum, which is a chamber made for contacting the spirit world. The room is usually set up with candles, a chair and one or two mirrors, at angles to each other so you can sit and not catch your own reflection. The ghosts are supposed to speak through the mirrors, but the problem with that is, mirrors can be portals, not just communication.
I get involved with the supernatural a lot. I'm a practicing witch and psychic and have been for most of my life. I'm 36 now, to give you an idea of my resume. I've been a healer, a consultant, a hunter, and an exorcist, specializing in protective and nature-based magic. It's not well known in my world, but it is real and I have plenty of stories to back it up, all my own direct experience. This is one of them, now that my credentials are out of the way.
A young woman named Sandy learned that there was a history of the supernatural, more specifically occult rituals, on the farm she'd just moved to, so she decided that she was going to try conjuring up some spirits. Because she took the whole supernatural thing pretty seriously, she skipped the Ouija board and crystals and went straight to the big guns, building herself a psychomanteum chamber in a shed on the back of her property.
This turned out to be a bad idea. At first, it seemed like nothing happened, but after several sessions in the room, Sandy started feeling like she was being followed. Things would move around her house without being touched, there was knocking and banging at night, shadowy reflections appeared in any mirror she looked in. Whispering voices showed up on all her media, and electrical appliances started breaking down with alarming frequency.
By the time Sandy got in touch with me, it was a full-blown haunting. Several shadows had attached themselves to her and the moment we sat down to talk, I could feel the presence around her.
The presence was not happy to see me. Usually, ghosts and spirits don't like being seen for what they are, and they tend to attack or drive off Talents as soon as they're aware of them. The poltergeist activity- things moving around or flying across the room- started immediately as the shadowy little shits tried to hit me with whatever was small enough for them to move. The knives didn't start until I went to the house itself, but the hostility was pretty obvious right from the first encounter, and didn't get better.
Whatever Sandy had let into her house, it was stuck to her and did not want to leave. Of course, the root of the problem was the psychomanteum chamber, which was the portal point for everything. So that was the first thing that I checked out after I did my normal, standard walk through the house.
I don't do mirror divination and conjuring because it's dangerous, and that's as someone who usually knows what he's doing. What Sandy had brought through wasn't just spirits, but shadow entities from through a tiny pinpoint hole that her "studies" had opened.
I consider them demonic, for the record. There's normal human spirits, which can be good or bad, but demonic beings and shadow creatures are straight-up malevolent entities. Worse, they're alien beings with their own motives and ideas. Usually those ideas aren't great for humans: they seem to thrive on fear and chaos and all those negative emotions that come with really severe hauntings.
Anyway, I knew there was something wrong as soon as I stepped into the chamber. The mirrors and chair were still set up the way Sandy had originally put them, but the angles of the room were wrong. When you looked one way, they were straight and normal, but out of the corner of your eye, everything slanted in disturbing ways. Shadows moved in the mirrors if you looked away for a moment, and a ball dropped on the floor would roll back and forth or in circles, no matter how level the floor seemed.
At the center of it all was one tiny little pinpoint hole in the air, floating between the mirrors. It made my head hurt to look directly at it, and it followed me when I looked away. Like something was watching through that little tiny hole, something sick.
It feels like I'm explaining that really badly, but that's what it seemed like. I'd dealt with dozens of hauntings, but up until that point, I'd never run into something that wrong. Everything about it felt like an open wound, like something that simply didn't belong there.
I couldn't even begin to figure out how to seal it up, so the best I could do was burn down the psychomanteum and do a ritual cleansing over the entire property. It took probably four or five visits to remove the spirits from Sandy and calm down the haunting, and I laid protections around the hole to...hopefully...keep it from spreading any further. Damage control, as best I could manage.
Sandy moved some time later, and I eventually left the area: I don't know if anyone else moved in but I wouldn't be surprised to hear the house is empty. Some things can never quite be put back where you got them from.
cw for graphic child abuse/death, neglect, racism, animal cruelty, just... everything... about derry
My friends Mike and Richie saw the origins of It when we were investigating what was going on in the town. Apparently during a time way before there was even really life on Earth, a giant meteor or something crashed into a part of the Earth that was eventually going to become Derry, Maine. It created a home for itself deep in the crust and obviously as things shifted over several thousands of years, it just went deeper and deeper below ground. Mike did a lot of looking into what happened after that, but we're not super sure, other than that ever since people started to try and build a town on the land, horrible shit started happening. People would die randomly in horrific ways or they'd go totally psycho when they'd been perfectly fine before. It took a long time for people to eventually just get numb to it and eventually they were able to form the town of Derry. I don't know too much detail outside of that. Mike would be able to tell you a lot more, but he's not here.
What I do know is that at some point after the town was super settled, kids started to die. It would start in the summer or fall and kids would regularly go missing or be found dead for the next full year. After that, the deaths would just stop, and people would act like nothing ever happened. If you leave Derry, you forget about it almost entirely, other than some vague notion that it was a small town you lived in once. The farther you get from the town, the more those memories disappear, unless you specifically have something or someone to remind you about it. My friends and I only really remember Derry while we're here because we have each other. Eddie was here alone for a little while and he had some things from home that kept some of his memories stronger so he didn't forget entirely, but he did forget our faces and things like street names and whatever. That's why news never covers the murders or disappearances except for a vague mention in the Portland Press or whatever. It never gets any kind of national attention, that's for sure.
The cycle comes every 27 years, lasts 1-2 years, and then It goes into hibernation again. In October, my little brother Georgie went out to play in the rain, and It lured him to the sewer grates until he was close enough to grab. He ripped off his arm. No one noticed him screaming or anything. A neighbor found him after he'd already bled to death. That was the start of the most recent cycle. This kid Dorsey Corcoran used to get beat by his dad real bad and one day he went totally nuts and smashed his head in with a hammer. His older brother Eddie ran away and he went missing not long after that. His dad said he didn't mean to do it and he couldn't explain how it happened. Everyone figured he just got too angry and lost it, but It probably got in his head and pushed him to it. It likes to feed on the evil that's already inside people and just make them worse, so adults like that are real easy to fuck with. It did the same thing to my friend Bev's dad.
It wasn't just the adults that It would get into the head of either. There were other kids in town who were fucking nuts, like Henry Bowers and Patrick Hockstetter. They were assholes who were crazy enough on their own, they used to beat up all of us, Henry tried to carve his name into Ben's stomach, they broke Eddie's arm, they killed Mike's dog, and Patrick was keeping dead animals in a fridge in the woods, but It got in their heads and made them try to kill us when we kept getting closer to figuring things out. We always got away, but things got close sometimes.
We figured out what was happening because all seven us saw things that we couldn't explain. It likes to manifest as your worst fears usually, though sometimes it just shows up as this thing called Pennywise the Clown. I think It's trying to appeal to little kids that way, like Georgie, and make them think he's safe. But we all saw something different that didn't make any sense and It would chase us but we managed to get away somehow. I guess that our universe runs on the back of some giant turtle that was protecting me and my friends. They said we were the only ones who could defeat It because of our connection or something. I don't remember, I just knew I wanted to make It pay for killing Georgie.
We figured out that It lived in the sewers and you could get in through this house on Neibolt Street (yeah the same one that's here) and we decided to go and find where It lived. It was really gross, man, but we eventually found where It had built It's lair or whatever. There was a ritual we had to do that let us see It's true form which is something called the Dead Lights. They were here before and I think other people wrote up a lot about them, but they're real bad if you look into them. Anyway, the turtle thing helped us fuck It up real bad. I don't think it died, but it got really weak and went back into hibernation. We made a promise to come back if It ever resurfaces again, but I'm really kind of hoping it doesn't, because it wasn't exactly a great fucking time or anything.
I hope that helps.
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well, i mean i'm sure i have one but all my memories before a few years ago are gone. i think i have dreams about it sometimes, but i don't remember anything when i wake up again so it doesn't really matter.
it started with me. when master xehanort took me in when i had nowhere else to go. i don't know if he's the reason i can't remember or if i was broken before he ever found me.
um, master xehanort was
is a keyblade master. keyblades are weapons that come from your heart to fight against the darkness in my universe. he was a master, older than anything i ever knew, and always with a plan. he hurt so many people and the more i think about it the more i think i could have stopped him sooner if i was braver then.
he was training me, trying to force me to unleash the darkness inside my heart but in the end i failed him. i was afraid of what would come out and in the end he ripped it out of me. what he pulled out of my heart was darkness in its own form and he gave it a name- gave him a name.
vanitas.
i don't know if i'm one half of a whole or a whole with a piece missing. i don't know if i'm the ventus from before my heart was shattered or someone completely new. it's scary to think about. vanitas is here too but i don't know how willing he'd be to talk about this stuff.
master xehanort wanted to return the world to darkness again, maybe to try and restart the universe i don't know. he wanted to open the door to kingdom hearts and in order to do that he needed the χ-blade. he thought he could gain that through myself and vanitas, force us to reunite and create the blade that could throw everything back into darkness
i think in the end we stopped him, but i'm not sure? the last thing i remember is falling asleep after i destroyed the χ-blade but i couldn't say if the war was over now or not.
that's pretty anticlimatic. i wish i could give you a better story.
ooc summary of written statement | cw: child death, eye horror
FEEDING TIMELINE.
April:
Week 1 - Written Statement of Fern
Week 2 - Extracted Statement of "Arya"
Week 4 - Extracted Statement of Gee
Week 4 - Palantir Statement of Sasha James
Week 4 - Palantir Statement of Shiro
May:
Week 1 - Palantir Statement of Jeff Calhoun
Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Lindsey Macdonald
Week 2 - Palantir Statement of Alex Reagan
Week 4 - Verbal Statement of Cecil Palmer
June:
Week 1 - Written Statement of Gee (1/2)
Week 2 - Written Statement of Gee (2/2)
Week 3 - Written Statement of Will Byers (1/4)
Week 4 - Written Statement of Will Byers (2/4)
Week 4 - Verbal Statement of Gerry Keay
July:
Week 1 - Written Statement of Will Byers (3-4/4)
Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Lindsey Macdonald
Week 2 - Verbal Statement of Cecil Palmer x3
Week 2 - Extracted Statement of Arid
Week 3 - Extracted Statement of Wesley Wyndham-Pryce
Week 4 - busy being dead
August:
Week 1 - Live Statement of Martin Blackwood
Week 1 - Written Statement of Michael
Week 2 - Written Statement of Ange
Week 3 - Live Statement of Sasha James
Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
September:
Week 1 - Written Statement of Jared Rhys
Week 2 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
Week 3 - Written Statement of Bill Denbrough
Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen
October:
Week 1 - Extracted Statement of Darth Maul
Week 2 - busy being dead (wow shocking)
Week 3 - Written Statement of Buffy Summers
Week 4 - Written Statement of Qrow Branwen