Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

Dunwich is a mother fucking bitch and I wanna tear it apart.

Is there a place other than Pickman I could stay in for a couple days? One far away from people?

So Mr. Kaspbrak said there was a Dr. Crain in town that helped people with like, psychology stuff?

We didn't really deal with psychology in the Vault. As in, you just didn't talk about "non-productive emotions" and that was basically all of them. So I have no idea how this works. But I also know that randomly starting to cry and being afraid of a building and other scary thoughts and shit are probably not great for me so if this Dr. Crain or somebody else has I don't know, books or something.

I'd really like it if it stopped.

[Riley]

How are y Is your sobri Enjoying the sunshine?

[Dan & Abra]

How are you two doing?

So like.

Who here has weirdo powers after having that super shit fever where you saw that angel while all feverish?

Honestly, I'm beginning to think this change might be lasting. I do feel like I'm settling into it.


Liv
Care for dinner? While we're both on restaurant-friendly diets, I thought, why not?

Consider me curious.

How did some of you discover that you had abilities? Either from this event or in your own lives.

Hey everybody, just wanted to put it out there that we're going to do kind of a Pride Month sendoff at Bon Temps this weekend. Big rave type of party. Saturday night, come one come all (21+). 🫶🏳️‍🌈

Has anyone had any luck switching your powers or abilities or whatever back yet?

[Backdated to just after this discussion with Natasha]

[Dr. Theo Crain]

Dear Dr. Crain,

I appear to have your ability to see someone's feelings and/or memories for myself, simply by touching their skin. I'm in the process of getting a good pair of gloves for myself in order to limit the chances of this happening, but I was wondering if you have any advice you'd wish to share on how to deal with this.

Thank you very much,

Yours,
Edmund Pevensie

It's far too quiet. I hate it

So, fun thought experiment: What stole the rabbits out of my first two snares? Wrong answers only.

[Dr. Crain]
So if you're still willing to have that talk or whatever? To see if sessions would be a good idea for me? I don't quite have a job here yet, is the thing. And I remember thinking America was weird about their health care.

[Will]
So what do you do for a distraction fun around here?

A lot of people have come and gone in the past several weeks, and as a result, I just wanted to let those of you who might not be aware know that we have different groups that meet at MIST, as well as mental health services:

Support Group: Tuesdays 5:30-6:30pm
Addicts Anonymous: Thursdays 5:30-6:30pm

As the resident therapist, I'm Dr. Theo Crain. You can schedule a 50 minute session with me that can be weekly, bi-weekly, or however often you need, or you can stop by my office at Mist anytime the door is open if you'd just like to talk informally.

Hi, I'm Dan. I was here before, but I don't remember it, so sorry if you knew me back then.

Is the AA group still up and running or should I see if there's one that the locals attend?

Thanks.

[Theo]
Hi. I'm sorry about Luke.
He was my friend. A long time ago, Luke did a run for Nell because she used to run in the mornings here. I was thinking of doing a run for Luke and wondered if you wanted to join? My guide, Miguel will run too. And maybe my dog. Luke liked Brownie. We can wait until the fog clears before we pick a day and time.

[Mike]
I'd like to reach out to Wednesday, suggest she come stay with us for a bit. But I wanted to check with you first.

[Wednesday]
Hi there. I just saw the logs about your friends. And we haven't heard you play since Would you like to pop over for a bit?

[Theo]
I'm so sorry about your brother.

Fog's getting thicker. Is... do we know if there's a connection, or...?

[Theo Crain]
You don't strike me as the slumber party type.

[Text to Luke Crain]

I'm coming over.

Just a gentle reminder - if you need to talk to someone, you can make an appointment with me at MIST or come by. If my door's open, I'm available to talk.

Hey, uh, this might not be the best time but then again maybe it's exactly what someone out there needs right now.

Food truck is opening for the season! We'll be out starting this weekend. Soup and sandwiches but next Tuesday?

Next Tuesday is the first taco Tuesday. Inaugural tacos. Homemade salsa.

The chips are store bought for now but any tips are going toward a deep fryer for the truck so I can start making them.

I turned 42 in mortal years on Sunday. The first low-key birthday I've basically ever had. As a present to myself I set up a small home distillery at Hellkids House in attempt to make my own rum and whisky. We'll see how it goes. Rum is the priority.

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.

Fun fact, talking to gods in person makes them even more insufferable.

When I was a kid I used to have these little soldier statues, those little army men, and I played with them all the time but I never thought I'd be taking after them like that.

Sorry for worrying anyone. I'm okay. Thanks for watching over me, it means a lot.


[THEO & MIST]

This is a bad time to ask, probably, what with the... Biblical amount of rain happening, but with Dan not here...

It's just, he used to run a group. Is anyone...

Is it still...?

Mother fucking goddamn bullshit.

Based on what I'm reading, this is not a normal thing around here.

Do we have a working theory so far about people turning to stone? My theory suggests perhaps Medusa somehow or perhaps a basilisk.

What's being done to fix my brother?

eta: [PATIENTS (bcc to each of them)]

I'm sorry about the last minute message, but I'm going to have to cancel all appointments for the next few days, until my brother is okay. I'll let you know when I'm seeing patients again.

What do we do when one of ours is a statue...?

CARTER AND THEO, SEPARATELY:

Come here, quick.

MARK'S PACK, including Isaac excluding Carter:

Luke is... a statue. I need someone here with Carter.

Tonight on the radio I will be doing Open Lines, so please do call in to Night Bites if you need any advice.

If you would rather write a question, you may leave it privately here and I'll keep you anonymous as I read it. You have my word that no one shall know it was you.

It'll be fun. I do give the best advice.

11 months and two weeks.



Not again. The thing that killed my sister and made me feel it does not get to come back here when I'm not even allowed to get h and do this to anyone else. Please, someone, tell me we have this under control.

TEXT MESSAGES TO THEO CRAIN

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