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Current brother
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if only we could all be anime girls 😔
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3 yrs ago
The knights were the only good thing to come out of TLK.
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3 yrs ago
Cold nugs are proof of evil in this world.
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Bio

dont look i need to rewrite this

Time
[Current availability: Open to ideas]

I live on the United States' west coast, specifically in the Pacific Standard timezone. If you live anywhere other than Alaska or Hawaii or parts of Canada you're basically from the future. I can handle staying up late but my days tend to be busy. I check the site multiple times a day whenever available.

Interests
Original settings
High Fantasy
Urban Fantasy/Supernatural
Historical fantasy (Earth's past with supernatural elements)
Post-apocalyptic
Cyberpunk
Steampunk
Space Opera-style Sci-fi
Mecha
Near-future Earth-limited Sci-fi
Mythology-inspired Fantasy
Horror
Western
Adventure
Superpowers/Superheroes
Zombies

Fandoms
Fallout
The Elder Scrolls
Dark Souls
Pokemon
Mass Effect
Silent Hill
Resident Evil
The Slender Man Mythos
Jurassic Park
inFamous
Godzilla
Alien vs. Predator
Transformers
Probably more. Just ask and I'll let ya know.

Contact info
spooky senpai#2269 on discord! please let me know who you are if you message me

Most Recent Posts

fuck, i'm so sorry for your loss. take all the time ya need, and don't hesitate to reach out for some support. you're not alone.
bless, thank you T_T




An old, abandoned mineshaft? Yeah, that sounded safe. A billion things could go wrong there. Without anyone else knowing where they were, if the entrance happened to collapse or if one of them fell down some old vertical tunnel, there would be nothing they could do. Hell, if some toxic gases had collected there, they may not have even realized they were fucked before they all started dropping.

So yeah, of course she was in.

"Ey, fuck it, right? If it helps ya get some answers, I'm in," Gabi answered with a quick thumbs up. "What's the worst that could happen if we gear up first, yeah?" She looked at Jess, supporting the notion to be prepared before diving right in. Gabi wasn't one to exactly turn down a potentially stupid situation, but she wasn't so shortsighted as to run right into a deathtrap without a bit of security first. Even if it was just a rope to mark the path they took and find the exit, that was better than nothing.

She quickly nabbed her bike from the rack outside the library as well, stowing the shitty lock in a pocket for now. She walked it over to where Will and Abbie were chatting. "Sooo...Either of ya ever been in a cave before? Gonna be new to me," She idly asked.
deeply sorry for my lack of activity, mental health has been tanked as of late. getting a post up today
i may yet live another day



"Fuck, man..." Gabi huffed. Of anyone present, she thought she should have been the one to believe Will without hesitance. But on some level, for some reason, she couldn't. It wasn't that she didn't believe in the supernatural. In some form, there had to be something more out there. There was just too much weirdness in the world to fully explain away. For fuck's sake, she'd been bigfoot hunting. Maine wasn't even really peak sasquatch country. Maybe on some level, she realized it would have been a wild goose chase rather than a wild ape chase, but she still had some faith in the concept.

So why wasn't she sold on this? Why, when confronted with something possibly paranormal, did she find herself doubting? It didn't make sense to her. Maybe if this wasn't so raw and personal, she might have been more open to it. Some long-forgotten local legend that would lead to a night in some abandoned cabin talking to nobody, trying to contact the spirits of the departed through some culturally appropriated board game might have been an instant in, but the fact that it was Will's sister was throwing her off. Grief was a hell of a thing. Logic and clear thought became foggy in its wake, and when it came crashing down on someone's psyche, it could make them believe in truly crazy stuff.

But dammit, if Will needed anything, it was a bit of support. Gabi ran her fingers through her hair and let out another anxious breath, then started after him and Amira. Up the stairs, and mercifully out of the creepy old archive room, she hurried her pace to catch up. "Hey. I know I don't know ya too much, but I'm in. Doin' this alone's no way to deal with this, yeah?" She offered, giving the two a tight-lipped smile. There was a definite aura of sympathy in the action, but part of her worried it might have been misconstrued as overtly pitiful.

She agreed with Amira's suggestion of a plan. A passionate moment and a desire for truth could well have sent them on a dead ended path. "Yeah, yeah, for sure. Whaddaya think? Anywhere ya think we should check out first?"
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to's day




Tension locked up Gabi's jaw as Will made his way down the stairs. Though she didn't immediately jump onto the "shit's haunted" train of thought, she was clearly uncomfortable as the exchanges went on and Will got further down the stairs. She didn't really know him that well, aside from snippets of overheard gossip. Some of the typical things she'd picked up on - Will's reputation, the near-encyclopedic critter knowledge he apparently had, that type of stuff - and while she was admittedly a bit of a believer in certain things, she was more than anything just anxious about the very real, very mundane possibility that she was about to witness the designated weird kid make a fool of himself in front of some apparently less-than-amused bystanders. Her heartbeat quickened a little just imagining that, and she mumbled uncomfortably as she pictured what she thought would be the scene-to-be.

Curious as she might've otherwise been about the basement, she more just hoped Will wouldn't get ribbed too hard for putting on a weird show. She'd been in similar straits during some past episodes, and it never felt good afterward. The odd mix of hindsight, embarrassment, and being judged was enough to make someone just want to die, she thought. Will didn't deserve to go through that.

Perhaps fortunately, he broke both her concentration and the tension Gabi had been putting herself through when he came running back, yelling for everyone. She jumped and yelped, slapping her palm over her mouth in a vain attempt to catch the noise. "Shit!" She hissed, feeling something drop in her gut when she noticed how instantly haggard he looked. She didn't resist being guided into the basement, maybe against better judgement, but she gave Will a look of sympathetic concern when she passed by him.

The dim flicker of the buzzing light instantly made her recoil. Something about dim lighting freaked her out. It was enough to see, but just dark enough to make shadows deeper and messier. She caught herself staring at particularly dark spots around the group, half-expecting something to come and ruin their day. All the while Will talked about his discoveries, she kept watch, but she turned her head to look at him intently when he showed them the page and recounted his experience.

"...It ain't exactly the same, but I've been trying to go visit my grandpa in Portland for like, a month now. Every time we try to get out and go see him, something fucks up," She added, glancing towards Amira. It definitely seemed like her experience was closer to Gabi's, compared to Will's. "We haven't even been able to make it as far as city limits before it happens. Just today our car's engine just started farting out a bunch of smoke, and it's kinda old, but the timing's been really weird, you know?" It sounded less convincing the more she thought about it. Were car troubles really cause for concern about something supernatural? Even if Amira's plans were falling out too, did that mean there were definitely ghosts? She couldn't say yes to either. Even Will seemingly warping might've just been either a delusion or a lapse in memory, but she wasn't so sure about that either. He looked legitimately freaked in ways that were hard as hell to fake.

Unease slithered down her spine, carrying a chill that made her shiver just a bit. "Yo, could we talk about this back upstairs? I don't wanna sound paranoid, but the vibes here are real fuckin' nasty," she asked. Everything about this room felt bad. The poor lighting, the ghost stories all laying about together, and the wildly suspicious fact that Will's dead sister's personal journal had been there made her feel primally unsafe there.
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