Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

[Dustin]

There's going to be a memorial on Saturday. Do you want to go with me?

[eta CW: discussion of death, canine pregnancy in comments]

please don't be mad at me, okay?

I think I gave that creature

a few months ago I made a deal with some creature while I had magic. It brought the demodog to protect Eddie, and a few weeks ago it came back and told me I had to give Eddie a bracelet, that it would protect his mind, keep unwanted thoughts out of his head.

I thought it would protect him from Vecna, but.... I don't know anymore.

Everyone, Steve, Max, I'm so sorry.

STRANGER CREW + FRIENDS.

Okay check in RIGHT N because this is bullshit and I don't care how mysterious or secretive anyone wants to be, if you don't answer this I'm gonna kick in your door or something crazy.

Or I'll get Hopper to do it.

EDDIE.

That includes you, man, come on.

Sooo, my opener didn't show up this morning. Which, I mean, not the end of the world, obviously, I sell music not black market organs that are on a time limit or whatever but --

Still. Y'know?

Sooo. Anyone heard from Eddie of the Not Kaspbrak variety? Munson. Big hair. Throws up the horns a lot. Usually knows how to respond to texts, but doesn't seem to want to this morning? I hope

KATE BISHOP.




[ooc: cw for canine pregnancy]

[Eddie M., Wednesday A. and Dustin H.]

okay so the sheriff's department contacted the werewolves and they want us to keep an eye out for that smelly, monster thing?!? and they know i saw it, and they said they won't hurt it, but i don't know if that's true so i haven't told them where i saw it!!

i know hopper is the sheriff now?? but they have us all on the look out and i am kind of freaking out because isn't this thing tied to to protecting eddie somehow???

and is this betraying the other pack members by telling you?? because it feels like betrayal, omg!! OMG!! i need to tell them, but i needed to talk to you guys first!

it's just what do people do when they see something big and scary that they don't understand!?? hello!!!

[Stranger Things people, including adoptees aka Yelena, Natasha and Ava]

Looks like a disappearance hit a few people hard.

Uncle Murray checking in. How are we all doing? Family dinner?

I can teach you how to play poker.

[Filtered to Joyce and Hopper]

...fuck me when did I turn into the creepy ass uncle? I for one don't fucking like when these disappearances happen. Like shit, where do we go? I don't want to get into it with the kids. But there's got to be more to this place.

If I disappear, Hop, you get my vodka.

[Added later, to save space, filtered to Margo]

Got a magic question, since you're the expert.

sooooooo did someone lose their dog last night or know if there's a stray running around?? 🤔 i think i saw one near the woods on my evening walk?? and i tried calling for it but it ran off and it didn't smell quite ri!

i was tired when i got back to my room and forgot to mention it, sorry!! 😞

[Eddie]
Are you okay?

[Dresden]
So... something.... happened... last night.

[Steve H]
I... think I made a mistake.

Not sure if this thing is real but here goes nothing

Hello? [...] My name is Nancy. Nancy Wheeler. I was told that this connects to everyone here, so I guess this my way of introducing myself. [...] To be honest, I'm not quite sure if I'm doing this right.

HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN? THE PARK THING? ITS OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Cassie]

IS THIS LIKE ROLLERCOASTER TYCOON?

[FRIENDS]
CAN WE GO? DOES SOMEONE WANT TO GO WITH ME?

( [recording of Dustin's voice, frantic and shouting in a high-pitched tone] )

So tell me about this magic you do. I really want to hear more. I saw that shield thing you made, but what other kinda stuff can you do? How does it work? How does Newtonian physics come into play? Matter cannot be created or destroyed and all.

Hello? HELLO? What the hell is this thing. It's like the world's smallest weirdest typewriter.

ROBIN WHERE DID YOU GO? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

Steve's missing. Chrissy's missing. They're gone from the network.

Eddie's missing. EDDIE, YOU SON OF A BITCH, I'M COMING TO FIND YOU, IF I HAVE TO LOOK BEHIND EVERY TREE IN THIS TOWN.

Robin, Nancy, if I can't find Eddie, I'm going past the Ghost Line to look for him. I'm not losing him again.

( Read more... )

Someone I knew said there's usually a causality between people with strength showing up and the number of threats that happen because of that. It's not an at-fault situation so much as that's what happens when you get a bunch of heightened or super skilled people, the rest of the world tries to follow. The Avengers, from my world, were there to help stop those who intended to harm people.

I've been thinking about the charity I plan to run, and along with it, I want us to be prepared for the potential eventuality that things place is going to throw at us. Lobster/scorpions, vampires, the locals, — who knows what else this place has in store for us. I want to be prepared.

I know the subject of powers and skill sets can be a touchy one so if you're not comfortable telling anyone — or even me — that's completely fine. If you want to share it privately, I'm good at keeping secrets. I'd like to know who we have here in case of various scenarios.

( Well this was all kinds of )

Okay now it's just writing everything that I'm saying.

How do I get it to

No, go back.

Erase that.

Shit.

I just want to type on the

( Read more... )

ARRIVAL

The thick, ghastly haze of the mist, once practically opaque to the naked eye, fades and opens up to a nostalgic homegrown New England town. A friendly gazebo, freshly painted white sits on a neatly mown lawn at the center of the town square. Vehicles stop at the redlight while locals cross the street, birds chirp in the trees, and a school bus stops to pick up a few children in oversized backpacks. Pedestrians walk by you without a second glance. Did they not see you suddenly appearing out of nowhere? How could they not have noticed that all encompassing fog? And why doesn’t your obviously otherworldly attire catch their attention? This appears to be a small, close knit community. And it’s clear you’re not from around these parts.

But these are simply the first of many mysteries you’re about to discover.

The further you investigate your new surroundings, the more ominous this seemingly quaint and colloquial town becomes. There’s something dark beneath its pleasant guise. You can’t shake the chill at the back of your neck and the sense that someone—or something—is watching you. Then there’s the odd graffiti on the alleyway walls and the way the locals talk about certain locations. And while the mist is gone, there are places in town that make you reminisce about the mist. Places that feel supernaturally thin. Thin enough to let in whispers from the other side. Or maybe even screams.

And don’t worry if you hear laughter or the jingling chimes of carnival coming from the rain gutters in the street. That’s just your imagination. There’s nothing down there.

Nothing that floats.