Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

Can I get help making a running list on how to kill a god?

Bit of an odd question: does anyone know how to get some spontaneously sprouted wings to… unsprout?

[Mike]
Don't be alarmed, but I broke the gutter outside your window. I'm getting it fixed first thing tomorrow.

[Liv]
So I think there's possibly a chance my bout of Angel Fever wasn't as uneventful as I'd hoped.

Sabrina Spellman is missing. I haven't seen her since Friday.
If anyone knows anything please message me or obviously the headmasters.

Right.

So. A couple weeks ago I found this weird carving at the Historical Society, followed by this weird symbol. A couple of us have been looking for where else it might have popped up in Dunwich and we've found it on a book by a former resident in town but I swear I've seen it elsewhere and can't remember.



It's related to some...IDK if its an old god or what really, but its something that used to be worshipped in Dunwich a long time ago and comes from the ocean. I think. The book's kind of vague on that and the chapter about this particular thing is missing because of course it is. So I'm just finding little references to it here and there in the rest of them.

But if you see it anywhere can you let me know?*

Also anyone want to help me with a little necromancy?

Julia, Daimon, Rory, Mobius, Diana

The dreams got worse. I still can't see what exactly it looks like.

I saw my coworkers under the water. They'd been killed. And other people I've never seen before were there too.

Plus it showed me a crown. I am so over things trying to give me crowns.

And I'm hearing it talk to me outside of my dreams which seriously can't be good.

(ooc: *talk to me if you want your character to have seen it)

I am not amused by the individual, or individuals, painting graffiti on the side of my bookshop. It's become a regular occurrence and it's starting to feel like a personal attack.

Any kid of sparring/training group going on here? I started training with my dad again after slacking off for a few years. I can practically hear my aunt lecturing me to work with different partners.

Hit me with your conspiracy theories.

Nothing is too wild. I'm certain I've read or researched them before.

Do I need to add a content warning? Proceed at your own risk.

Today/Morning

Sabrina and Lucifer
"Glaring was winning out"

Sixth Street Cafe | Complete | ⚠ Nah

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What feels like ages ago I promised Sabrina I'd track down a karaoke machine and get a night going at Todash. And then Dunwich Dunwiched so here were are in September.

All that aside, Todash will be hosting karaoke tomorrow night!

What's karaoke you ask? Well, if you've ever wanted to get slightly tipsy to drunk and belt your heart out in front of a bunch of other strangers of varying sobriety to such emotional hits as "My Heart will Go On" and "Total Eclipse of the Heart", or maybe you prefer something more upbeat like "I Wanna Dance with Somebody", or you want to channel your inner boy band dreams and hit up some "I Want it That Way" (or girl band, "Wannabe" is a very valid choice here), karaoke is for you.

So come on down, have some drinks (a shot on the house if you go sing), show off your vocal chops and cheer your fellow Mistakes on.

Gentle ribbing is the name of the game but please do not be an asshole.

KEITH.
You're being all squirrelly, what's up?

Do people just...find homes here, in the same way people just hand you jobs?

I'll miss my daily tea with Adam. Hopefully, when he returns home, he'll let Crowley know I've been waiting for him. We have so much to talk about, my experiences here. Just this morning, I woke up hearing one of the songs he used to listen to, and it made me think of him.

If anyone at Pickman House heard a fire alarm go off in one of the rooms, my bad.

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR
Exactly how any abilities do you have?

CHURCH WINDOW BREAKING GROUP
Anyone still dealing with anything weird after we broke into the Church? I couldn't smell anything after that, and I still can't smell anything now.

I don’t know for certain that the church is connected to all this craziness but if they gave him the ear which was a physical manifestation of Vecna I feel like that makes it pretty tied to the whole thing. Maybe breaking whatever hold it has over people could help us?

Mobius doesn’t think we need to destroy the whole building but he said there’s a large circular window that looks down on people from the pews. That the previous Loki said he could see things in it and that during that crappy festival some of you saw stuff too. So it might be tied to the source of a lot of things.

Anyone want to come help me desecrate a church break a window? And probably try to search that building for Eddie. I’m thinking if people are seeing things in it that it might need more than just throwing a rock through it but also that could work?

ooc: please see THIS POST .

Oi! You know that fucking fortune machine? I got one yesterday that read:

WHERE WE FAILED IN THE PAST, WE WILL NOT FAIL AGAIN.

Or something like that. I don't remember if that's it exactly and I couldn't fucking tell you cause after I fucking read it, it fucking caught fire. That's not fucking normal.

[Tartt]
Did Derleth contact you about housing? Apparently there's school-provided housing for the football coaches. I just got my keys.

Oh, and thanks. For going with me yesterday. It was good until that fortune caught fire.


[Natasha]
I wish your experience would have been more like what Jamie and I had with memories yesterday. Oh. And I won you something. It's dumb.


[Rose]
I got you something. It's stupid.

I'm officially on my fifth Friday night in this town, and the realization that the only thing I've really done is work, stay late at work to listen to albums, or rewatch Bones is depressing as shit.

Does that tavern in town have pool tables, or a dartboard, and who wants to play a few rounds? Another night listening to oldies and I might drive myself insane, which is a terrible way to spend eternity.

Well. For once I can say I absolutely did NOT do it. A delightful experience.

Aurora Borealis Deckerstar, where are you?

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.