Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

Well, I got an alert from my phone not that long ago saying that I needed to be at the animal shelter this morning. I wasn’t too fond of this alert being the reason I woke up, but better that than showing up late.

I'm sorry.

I tried to help how I thought I could...

[Addie]

I missed some work. I...was possessed by the sea god. I thought...well, I tried to help out...

Alright. Who managed to steal an entire booth out of the club?

Here I was, about to announce our first Swing Dance Night on Saturday, April 27th. Rather than our regular night club, we're having a 1940s themed dance party! We'll offer classes leading up to the dance if you'd like to learn how to swing, but it isn't necessary.


But seriously. A whole booth?!

DATA & ERWIN SMITH:

Two of our under 20 have lost their Guides. I need you to get them new ones. Tandy Bowen, Abigail Hobbs. I don't want them to fall through the cracks.

Malachi's idea of a gathering isn't a bad idea. I'd be happy to host it at Mist, funding it as well. Anyone willing to organize it?

Wait a second, do we have enough here now to form a club of royals? Kings, Queens, nobility- shall we start gathering?! Let us know! Tell us about your realm!

Or if not royalty, leaders in your community?

I'll start. I'm Nikolai Lantsov, King of Ravka. I've also been known as the Bastard King, the Demon King, and Sturmhond, back in my privateering days. Ravka is a young country, and from what I can find, most like early-industrial Russia in this world. Magic exists there, practiced by Grisha- one of my most talented and trusted is also here, but I, unfortunately, have no powers of that type.

Or just tell me something about yourself- I haven't really met as many people as I very much should have by now.

[PACK]

I don't want to freak anybody out.

Okay, maybe I do. Hey everybody, freak out.

I was supposed to make dinner for me and Robbie but I got home from work and he's just... not here. I don't have the best tracking and senses and connection like you guys do, just ... help?

Please help me.

Hey Steve, I was just remembering that time mom got me that Flying Arrow sled for Christmas and then it didn't snow the whole rest of the winter. And everybody had to keep telling me that I couldn't sled on the grass and I just didn't want to believe it.

I forgot how old I was, was I six or seven? It was definitely before Dustin moved to Hawkins.