Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

So, these networks seem to be more impactful when it's someone from your own world. I'm the only one here, now...but I'll manage.

It does turn out that when one is dragged into a sewer by some creature and badly injured, one does miss things.

I woke and my child was gone again

This place can go straight to hell. One of the worse ones.

Holy shit, this place has a sun.

I was starting to doubt it, that's all. I'd never seen it. It was like Santa or Nessie or the Abominable Snow Man. I'd heard things but I didn't know if I could believe it. The tales of olde, a day without rain.

Natasha

How are you doing? Need anything after that fight?

The Up & Up is closed today for our usual day off, but if you still need any first aid supplies or clean up supplies after the hurricane, feel free to stop on by. I'll be there from noon until some point early evening.

Sabrina

Alright there? That should be the last of that sea god, right? I missed the end of things- ended up hit by something and blacked out before waking up enough to get home.

Wanda, Sylvie

Thank you. I appreciate you being there on Friday.

Magic Users

Is there any other interest in healing classes? Sylvie's asked for some- I have a few spells, and more potions, salves, and tinctures that I can share. I'm willing to host gatherings to share other knowledge, as well.

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MIST EMERGENCY MAGIC USERS + SEARCH AND RESCUE:

We've got a missing person. Riley Flynn. He disappeared into the ocean during the battle.

I need scouts to find diving suits for diving.

Magic users, if you have locator spells, this would be a good time to use them. I'm asking for something personal of his in case you need it.

LUCY & ISAAC

Would it help if I made it a royal decree?

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Friends, foes, countrymen, fanged ones and question marks. Like who is Sum-Sum Question Mark?

Unimportant note 1- I'm going to have some trouble this month with a new phobia, which is uncalled for and I'm going to need one hell of a note for work and I'm going to need more atmospheric lighting in my apartment. Maybe some neon signs?

Unimportant note 2 - Last night I accidentally opened my phone camera and took a selfie. This has never worked for me before, and as someone who has not seen his visage since 1973 - I'm still cute I'm really glad I shaved before I was Embraced.

But I digress.

We lived. We lived through this battle. And I happen to think this needs celebrating, you know?

I think all of our battles need celebrating. Not with balls, because those get weird and we're all leery of those now, I know. I've not been here long, but I'm getting the serious implication that this place does not like it when we work together. And to that I say 'fuck you'.

So I'm going to be cooking up a feast. Actual chefs are welcome to join me because I haven't needed to cook anything since 1973 and I still burned water before that. Maybe you guys could tell me when Helen, Frances and Edna are pulling my leg and I don't need to froth egg whites with Sprite and a fish fork or boil ketchup to make frosting or whatever. We're going to have onion blossoms. Pie. Chicken. Meatloaf. And yeah, more specific diets where required.

And we're all going to sit down in a couple of days, and we're going to have a feast. We're going to eat, be merry, and be thankful we're still alive. We're going to play board games and old video games on a Sega System that I found in the trash. We're going to talk. We're going to snack. We're going to laugh. We're going to remember those who left us. And we're all going home with leftovers.

Do we have any birthdays coming up? Did we forget any? We can celebrate those too.

This is not an April Fool's joke, either. As a Malkavian, I've got the rest of the year for that.

[Voice memo sent Saturday night to Bryn]

It worked. There was a creature--
It came through the shower drain. Don't know how, it just... did.
It was in my apartment and I killed it.

[Text sent on Sunday morning to Matt & Clint]

Sorry about the smell. I'm working on it.

[Text sent on Sunday evening to Rowena]

I realize this may be beneath you, but do you know of a way to decontaminate a room with magic? Mundane cleaners don't seem to be doing the trick.