Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

You know, as far as weird shit in my life goes, I don't think being kidnapped by weird fog and finding myself in some random town even makes the top five.

Hey, Dunwich. I'm Kate Pryde. Looks like I'll be staying here awhile. Anyone know where I can get a drink?

Private to Pack / Adjacent
It's been -- a bad month. Tell me what you need.

Private to Coven
Tell me you're all still here or else I'll kick your fucking asses.


Private to Coven and Magic Users
Enough is enough.
We're going to figure out this fog and we're going to find a way around it. No more of this.
Let's meet. Tonight. If we have differences, we put them aside for the greater good.

STAN:

You alright?

QUENTIN:

Hi.

FILIP:

I'm so sorry for what I did.

Magic Folks

getting Quentin back

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Friday Night

quentin & alexis
"and we are never ever ever ever getting back together"

Alexis' apartment | pg | ⚠ mentions of drug use/alcohol

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You know how those songs about cabin fever go? Yeah, those singers ain't wrong.

I'm currently sitting underneath a street lantern, spite eating a prepackaged ham and cheese croissant from the Roxxcart, because I know it could've been worse. Malkavians do like to encompass the spectrum, and then some.

I still feel like a fucking teenager for sitting here like, except I'm too good of a catholic boy to smoke and drink and I probably asked my daddy if I could stay out until midnight.

But screw you, fear of the dark. I know what's out there. I don't need to be afraid.

Also help. I broke my sunglasses. Can someone magical fix them? Please?

It's always a sad time when friends leave us. I'm sorry to those who lost someone today, as well.

[Magical Folks]

If anyone still wishes to meet Thursday, I can make a space available for us in the library.

So I know things are like, super fucky right now and everything but!!! I wanted to follow up on a party thingggg

Next week on Saturday there's going to be a little party at MIST. It's gonna be like a potluck style thing where everyone (who wants to!) brings something that they'd have in their own world, or wherever they're from, if you can.

Any requests on things people may want at this party specifically?

ETA: This is Saturday, April 20th.

QUENTIN:

I STEPPED ON PURPOSE.

ZEMO:

You doing okay buddyyyyy?

[Quentin]

When you get a minute, think you can take a look at my friend Abigail? With magic, ke? She got hurt last month when there was the thing with the sea god. Been fainting off and on ever since. Seem pretty bad.

Liv says it's not physical. Abigail think it's in her head.

I think we in Dunwich, so probably a curse or some shit. But you know better than me.

Also, guy at work brought donuts. You want some?

Alright, chucklefucks. I need to speak to Hades. Now.

[To Magic and Psychic types]

Something is wrong with my son. I need help.

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.

Is it common for belongings to simply appear in one's room?

Yoga and meditation are like, super helpful. Just FYI. In case you didn't know.

QUENTIN:

Updates from this wee:
Monday - Got startled by a cat, fog came up yada yada. I was thinking about coffee before the cat. Went through the Todash space, nothing familiar, just nothingness. I was half a block from the coffee green and I ended up by Carbunkle. I felt annoyed afterward.
Tuesday - nothing.
Wednesday - nothing.
Today - Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I thought I heard my name, and it was creepy, and I stepped and ended up at that statue. You know the one. The vision one. I was scared. Before, during, after. No visible landmarks in the todash space.

CINNA:

Soooo how are we doing on the whole secret in the attic front???

RILEY:

I'm sorry.

So everything is okay now?

No more headaches, dreams, sleepwalking? It was just a fluke?

Hello, my name is Lucy. I've been told that this is the best way to communicate with others who are here like I am? I've just arrived yesterday, and would like to introduce myself.

I've already made it to Pickman, I've been informed where MIST is and the money jar, and I suppose the next step is learning where things are and deciding what to do with myself? What do you do here? What is one place in town that you think everyone should visit?

Greetings,

I would first like to thank those who taught me how to use this telephone, I appreciate your assistance very much.

I believe now I should introduce myself. I am High Queen Susan of Narnia and Susan Pevensie of London. I hope to make your acquaintance soon. I arrived yesterday eve, and would very much like to return to Narnia as soon as it is convenient and possible.

Warm Regards,
Susan

One of the perks of working in IT is that you sometimes get to see things you shouldn't (or should, depending on how you look at it). They're talking about clearing out Rochtree Mill's leftovers and putting up a new factory or something. Something to give work to the community, but they didn't say WHAT.

Anyone wanna take bets on what it is?

What are the odds that the upcoming parade ends in ritual sacrifice or something like that? I just want to start mentally preparing myself now while I have time.


[Filip]

I've had an idea and wanted to run it by you

I'm getting so many steps in teleporting all over town and having to run back to work. It's SOOOO great (that was sarcasm).

Cinna, why do we have jump scares in the shop?

So the wards at my place were pretty much eaten last month.

Anyone available to help me put new ones back up? I'll pay cash?

Oh, look. Another mysterious invite to a party that's in the same location that tried killing people almost exactly a month ago.

Please don't make me think less of you all, this is fucking tiring.

So. Are we getting tired of waiting for something truly fucking heinous to happen, yet?

Because it's got to be coming, right? This isn't just some shitty weather, that's probably not just a fucked up stray cat out there.

...
Anyone good at summoning?

So everyone was like super right about that angel fever thing. Yay...

Lyra meant a great deal to me. It hurts tremendously that she's gone.