Hunting Grounds

An account dedicated to posting/reblogging content related to my personal writing/art/whatever project Hunting Grounds.

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[piendiish]

When will cakendiish be let out of the cellar

when it learns to put on the best talent show this towns ever seen

[freyarose06]

How can one cakendiish put on a whole talent show

[dogpuppy]

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From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 22nd, 2021

I watched the TV last night. Couldn't get any sort of signal, so it was all just static. I didn't see anything odd about the TV, though that may be because I fell asleep an hour or two in.

I think I need to go inside the mall. I know what the note said, but I don't know any other way to get answers. I'll drive over to the Mainmart to get supplies, and I'll go inside this afternoon. I'll make sure to record some audio for you all to hear. And if I don't find anything in this mall, I'm done. I'll forget about this whole thing. Abel Kaine, signing off.

[freyarose06]

From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 21st, 2021

It's late at night here. I'm in the desert, a few miles away from the mall. I don't think anyone can see me right now.

I bought a TV. One of those old CRT TVs. I'm gonna connect it to my generator. Haven't had to use the thing in a while, but I've always kept it in the back of my truck in case of emergency. Maybe if I watch the TV, I'll get my answers.

I'm sorry for railroading this blog. I promise, this side quest shouldn't take too much longer. And once I'm done here, we'll be going to the Great Lakes like promised. Until then, this has been Abel Kaine, signing off.

[dorothylarouge]

[freyarose06]

#wokeface

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From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 17th, 2021

Hello, dear readers. It's me, Abel Kaine, back with another blog. I'm here in Seattle right now, about to leave the city. It's been a fun stay in Seattle, when it hasn't been pouring down. But, there's been something in the back of my mind the whole time: Littlefoot and the mall. Sure, I found the mall, but it didn't really explain anything.

I know I said that after Seattle, we were going to the Great Lakes, but I need to go back there. I need to know what's going on. I feel like I'll drive myself insane otherwise.

Well, I guess that's all for today. I'm sorry I don't have something more substantial. Hopefully, my investigation into Littlefoot gives me more to write about. Until then, this has been Abel Kaine, signing off.

[freyarose06]

From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 7th, 2021

So, big update. I followed the road. It was about an hour’s drive, and most of it was in the middle of the desert. I was kinda nervous that I'd gone down the wrong way. But, eventually, I saw it.

It was an abandoned mall. Just sitting out in the middle of the New Mexico desert is an abandoned mall. But it wasn't covered with nature and stuff. I didn't see any graffiti or anything either. It was just abandoned. Like if everyone just disappeared from it one day. It looked like an old mall too. Reminds me of the one in my old hometown. From what I could see, it was covered in neon colors. I think the entrance leads directly into a good court. I saw a Little Angel’s Pretzels stand, plus a few other mall restaurants. It also looked like there was an upstairs section to the mall. I would've taken some pictures, but my phone's camera has been busted for months and I haven't had the chance to clear up space on my portable camera.

The whole thing gave me chills. Everything just felt… wrong. Like this wasn't supposed to be here. I kinda wish I had explored more. Just to see if there was anything else in that mall. Call me crazy, but I could've sworn I heard footsteps. Maybe it was just some mice or something. But, I don't think I should. The mall’s probably abandoned for a reason. Besides, I'm already behind schedule.

Welp, that's it for now. I need to start moving towards Seattle. But, I'm still curious. I'll come back here again. You have my word. Until then, this has been Abel Kaine, signing off.

[freyarose06]

From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 6th, 2021

Hello again, dear readers! For the first time in a while, I'm doing back-to-back posts. Why? Because we have a mystery on our hands.

So, if you saw my post from yesterday, you'd know that I've found myself in a strange little town where TVs seem to be illegal. Now, I could've just ignored it, but what good is an explorer that isn't curious? So earlier this morning, I went over to this local diner place for breakfast, and I decided to ask some of the locals about it. I guess that wasn't the right move, because everyone in the diner gave me a look. I think my eggs were also extra salty on purpose, but I can't be too sure. However, before I left, someone dropped me a note. I have it on me right now, and I haven't read it yet. Let's open it us and see what it says

“Behind the Mondaves is an old road. If you really wanna know what's going on, follow it. But don't go inside.”

Well, that's a call to adventure if I've ever heard one. I'll probably pack a few things and head out once the sun goes down. I'll tell all of you how it goes tomorrow. Until then, this has been Abel Kaine, signing off.

[freyarose06]

From www.crosscountrykaine.blogo.com

July 5th, 2021

Hello, everybody! It's your favorite traveller, Abel Kaine, coming at you with another blog. As those of you who have been keeping track with my blog may know, I've been driving over to Seattle, Washington these past few days. But what's a good drive without some pit stops? And no, I don't just mean the tourist traps. I mean the small towns with a strange side. And this time, I've found a good one!

Sitting in the middle of nowhere New Mexico is the town of Littlefoot. It's not as small as some of the other towns I've blogged about, don't get me wrong. It's got a nice neighborhood, a couple of restaurants, a Mainmart, and even a nice motel. But it's certainly no luxury town.

Now, I know what you might be thinking: “Kaine, I thought you said this town would be interesting! This just sounds like a normal town!” Well, don't worry, cause here's the weird part: Nobody in this town seems to have a TV. I first noticed it when I was checking into my motel room. Usually, there's a dresser with a TV on top of it that has a lot of cable channels. But this time, there wasn't one. No big deal, I thought. Wasn't planning on watching it anyways.

I got more suspicious when I went to the local Grilljack’s. Usually, they have these TVs everywhere playing some sports or news. But, I go in, and I see nothing. And it's not like the town’s some sort of anti-technology devil-fearing church town. I saw plenty of people on their phones or tablets. The tipping point was when I had to run down to the Mainmart to pick up some toothpaste. Out of curiosity, I glanced at the electronics aisle, and again, no TVs.

That's all I got for tonight, explorers. I'll try and see if I can't get any info from a local in the morning. Until then, this is Abel Kaine, signing off.

[byjove]

The day before Halloween, I pick out all of the terrible candy I cannot stand from the variety packs and set it aside so I can offload it to trick or treaters early in the night and won’t have it hanging around uneaten if I don’t get through all the candy. I have the utmost sympathy for the first few kids who will gaze into my candy bowl and see nothing but Whoppers, Dots and grape flavored Life Savers gummies but I have to put myself first. I put my hope in the fact that early trick or treaters tend to be younger and therefore less likely to notice that everything in the bowl is nasty.

[freyarose06]

Whoppers are delicious I hope you choke on a Jolly Rancher

[targetedknowledge]

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Silent Hill 2

[freyarose06]

From the archives of the British Library in London

Written by Robert Ashton, 1946

“The Kindest Reaper”

There I saw, on winter’s day

A beast of bone and bird

With beak, pitch black as the night

From which its name was heard

“Evermore”, cried the beast

With a voice like siren’s tune

Rolling in like the fog

Under a London New Moon

Though I did not know it then

It had a second name

The Grim Reaper, death itself

Had come here for the claim

It brushed a hand against my cheek

Said I wasn't yet to go

It rode through my brother's trenches

Bathing them in ghastly glow

And through the black of the night

I thought I saw a tear

Dripping down the reaper’s eyes

With cries for me to hear

“Here lies good men,” cried the beast

With a haunting, solemn voice

“Stolen from them was their lives

With no sort of say or choice.”

The reaper turned right to me

And asked me for their tales

Listening to every word

Intense like winter gales

And once the dawn began to break

The reaper did farewell

Wishing me luck for the fight

So I have more to tell

Now I write here in my home

Thinking about the day

I join my brothers when

The reaper comes to stay

[seventyeight-moose]

[freyarose06]

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