Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

Things that definitely help with headaches: dancing and drinking. Ugh.

Sorry, bookish friends, since it's just me this morning, Pagemaster will be closed until 1PM. I'll make it up to you with a late close tomorrow and Monday.

[Pagemaster colleagues]
Obviously not expecting you guys to take the late shifts. My head, my mistake, mine to fix.

This town can be so creepy at night. The shadows ain't shadows, the light ain't bright enough, the water's churning and the sewer's giggling

Give me New York. Give me Los Angeles. Give me Paree, because I've never been outside of the US. Wait, no. I have. My bad.

But hey, whatcha doing? Anything cool? Interesting?

Also, funniest things you've ever seen, list them below. Try to keep it relatively PG, and if not, behind an adult filter.

[DAHJ]

Hey. I saw your dad on main street in the middle of the night, which is fine. He's a grown man a well developed well-programmed and I'm sure he can take care of himself.

But he's either 1) trying to attract lobstrosities, 2) emulating lobstrosities, 3) stuck in a little loop of self-repeating -Dad-a-chum? Dum-a-chum? Ded-a-chek? Did-a-chick?- and I thought you should know because if he is stuck in a little loop, maybe he's not aware of it and needs a little uh - whatever century y'all are from - help? I do leet speek and old code and that is it.

Is it a good idea to force him to go to Pickman's?

[Enjolras and Mark]
Enjolras, those pastries you made for us for Christmas were amazing.  Is there any chance you could make cream-filled ones that are shaped like dicks and stick led birthday candles in them? Mark, how comfortable are you writing 'happy birthday to that massive dick' in a card?
Which is my very classy way of letting you know that Richie's birthday is coming up, March 7th.  I figured he might not have told you.  He's great at doing stuff for others, not always as great at doing stuff for himself.
The part about making dick-shaped pastries and the card were jokes.  unless you want to, I think he'd like.  I figure you're dating Richie, you've heard a dick joke or two.
Sorry if that was offensive.

Greetings,

I would first like to thank those who taught me how to use this telephone, I appreciate your assistance very much.

I believe now I should introduce myself. I am High Queen Susan of Narnia and Susan Pevensie of London. I hope to make your acquaintance soon. I arrived yesterday eve, and would very much like to return to Narnia as soon as it is convenient and possible.

Warm Regards,
Susan

[Hopper]

Regarding the Sable Salon matter.

Thanks to Detective Constantine's seance investigation on location and Harley's work deciphering the records recovered from town hall, I have tracked down a known associate of the victim:

Nathaniel Randolph Wright, 65. Domiciled 5108 Lake Road. Was employed as a barber at the Sable Salon for six months in 1997, specifically the six months before the last filing related to the establishment. Never reported Ms. Palmer missing.

I would like to interview How do you wish to proceed?