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9 mos ago
Current Alternatively - and now, hear me out - one could avoid looking up photos of such eldritch horrors ... maybe?
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10 mos ago
Back for my bi-yearly visit. Now where did I leave that thingy-ma-jig? Anyone seen that mish-masher? I think it looks like motivation or something!
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3 yrs ago
I now identify as a Master Procrastinator. Thank you all, and good night.
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3 yrs ago
New medical term: Dizzy mummy (condition of patient when world is spinning and only treatment is confinement to bed). I hate being sick...
3 yrs ago
@Vampiretwilight: Funny indeed. Now to make it into a roleplay here...let the madness and sassy Narrator commence.
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@Eviledd1984 You wrote that he could see "ghost and things others cannot see". I would like you to elaborate on that, especially in the bio-section; what exactly does these things look like? When did it first start happening? Has he told anyone, been treated for for? Something along those lines to give him a point to jump into the story from, if you catch me drift.

Other than that, I like him. We're sure getting a lot of egg-heads...I mean academics in this RP!

Edit: @Sigurd Awesomesauce. Let's hope Sigurd and Arthur can hide!
@Eviledd1984 Let me check the documents first. Dead, dead, insane, insane AND dead, utterly dead, missing...Yeah, looks like we're accepting characters. Throw up a Character Sheet and take it from there.

@BurningCold Well I feel no need to be angry, things to have a habit of happening. Thanks for the honesty and sincirety, I'm still glad you're keeping us updated. I'll let Jeremy just stand absent-minded in the shop for as long as needed.
@BurningCold I agree with DBYDark, as long as you try and keep us posted in the OOC gives us all hope. Good luck friend, we really want you to stick around.

@RBYDark@T Risket@Sigurd I posted, hope it gives you enough to work with!
Inspector Barry Lexington


"I'll even help you look around, afterall four eyes are better then two, eh? Be like the old days.” He paused a moment and took a drag off his now dying cigarette. “Hell, you could even question the Professor here along the way-you know, two krauts with one grenade so to speak.”

"Like the old days..." Barry let those words float through his mind for the few moments, tasting its meaning in his mouth. Dirt, blood, perhaps a smell of German sauerkraut fresh in the pot...It had been years since he came back from the War, but August's words put him right back there, standing beside Augus fighting for their lives. It brough a smile to his face "You know what, that's not such a bad idea, buddy. You're still sharp as ever, perhaps why we still talk about you down at the station. Dr. Dupree, lead the way!" Barry said with a cheerful tone, reaching out his hand and gesturing Dr. Dupree to take the lead. It was then that Barry saw the look in August's eyes; they needed to talk later. Barry froze for a second, before breaking free from the moment and finding himself walking beside Dr. Dupree.

He pulled out a small notepad and a pen, and began writing the date, place and possible victim. Thursday, January 19th, '25. Miskatonic University. Victim; Doctor/professor...

"So Dr. Dupree, I have to ask about the victim. He was a teacher here, a colleague? Does he have a name? Did he show any signs of depression? Anger? Madness? Was he in danger of being sacked, any reason at all for him to have jumped off that tower?" Barry asked Dr. Dupree in a calm voice, systematically asking the next question in a reasonable pace, ready to write down anything that his witness said. They had walked through a corridor, presumably leading down towards the teacher's offices and quarters, Barry had been there before, but in a completely different case. In the distance he could make out Dr. Howard Atkins. Department of Ancient Cults & Practices.

"...Or more puzzling, even to me; how is it that he made it up on top of the monument? To my knowledge, the only way to get up there is to climb up using a ladder from the upper parts of the tower, but when I saw it just a few moments ago, the snow lying there had not been disturbed, and no ladders on the outside either."

Dr. Arthur Steiner


Arthur had found only little of interest, but nothing solid. The only thing he'd think of looking at was a file labelled "My strange days in Belgian Kongo", but before he could look properly at them, Emil caught his attention. "What did you find?"

It was an envelope, an awfully ordinary envelope, but not the kind that Howard Atkins normally used to send letters. Arthur refrained from taking the letter, rather letting Emil hold it while he himself simple looked at it. "To F.D..." Arthur's face went blank, utter emptiness as his mind raced back and forth after information. F.D...who could that be? Is it even a person? He looked up at Emil once last time, before gently pulling the letter out of his hands, and opening it. Arthur's eyes raced up and down the letter as he quickly read it. His empty look turned into a look of confusion, looking at Emil again and then back at the letter.

"Dear F. D.

As you yourself wrote, I do not know you. I have no recollection of having ever met, spoken or seen you in all my life, which is why I am writing this letter as a matter of fact. Your claims of having met me at a young age is absurd, as a person of your personality would certainly caught me attention and stuck in my mind.

What intrigues me is your presice, too presice descriptions of events in my life that you in no other way could know. How do you know me? When did you last see me? How do you know of Sealed Tomb of the Great Azatoth? And why are you warning me of my imminent death?

I need answers, F. D. Meet me in my office at Miskatonic University, Saturday 22th of this month.

Yours sincerly,
Dr. Howard Atkins.

Ps. To those reading this letter, make sure that whoever wrote that letter to me, never gets out of Arkham Sanaterium. How in God's name did this letter even get out of there and into my hands?"


Arthur was puzzled to say the least. He would have begun rambling about those maniacs that littered the world these days, when he heard voices coming from the other side of the office door. "Damn, they were faster than I expected. Quick, Herr Günther, we must hide."
@T Risket@RBYDark Sorry about that, been caught up with exam reading, but I'll try to have something awesome up tonight! Maybe tonight we'll find out what's inside that envelope?
@Sigurd Well I would certainly love for there to be a connection. We'll work it in somehow ;)
@Darcness Great, looking forward to seeing it!
@T Risket Haha, no worries mate! That's the risks we have to run into when we're online! *Ba-dum-tisch*

@Sigurd Oh...sorry then, I was wrong I guess. I'll be hiding in my corner then, reading from the Necronomicon, if anyone needs me...*sob*

@BurningCold Well I'm just happy that you haven't given up hope, because I haven't. I'm really having great hopes for John Valentine, being a person who really, REALLY shouldn't be investigating the Mythos :P A shop keeper, doing that? That's crazy, and I love it!
@Sigurd@T Risket It happens sometimes, usually the problem's fixed within a matter of an hour or two. Usually.

I remember the time it was down for weeks...It was horrible.

Edit: @Sigurd Ooh, look at what Emil found! I wonder who that F.D. could be? *Ponder-ponder*
@T Risket Sure, the NPC's are for you all to use too! I guess I'm simply forming them into proper characters so you'll know how they'll behave.

Where in the world are you then? :O
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