Moss called out sick again today, so I cut the rest of the day to go surfing with E, and I'm heaps strong from all the surfing I been up to. All this fresh air and thrill of the wave's got me more confident than ever, and honestly, I'm thinking about dropping out of religious studies all together just to chase the wave.
So my best mate E was telling me about blank body lore, and it turns out that in vampire society one of the biggest taboos is drinking "the soul" of another vampire. Apparently if you drink every last drop of a vampire *as* a vampire they can, like, get the strengths of the vampire you drank. But it leaves a mark on their aura, that some vampires can see. According to E its execution on site.
Square breathing is so great! I feel calmer, more centered, my anxiety has never been lower, I think I've gone like three days without even thinking about moth///man. My test scores are improving and I'm almost able to stand up on the surf board, this is so great! Is therapy a kind of linear path? I feel like a sorcerer
Did someone hit a skunk on the way to campus today, there was a foul smell all the way deep into campus. I was gunna ask Prof. Booke about Hurkle-Lurkle for @thecuntmagician but they were out sick today, so I guess I got the afternoon off. E and I are gunna catch some waves. I love it out there on the swells. It's like all my anxiety melts away and I'm one with the ocean
I met an aussie surfer out here in San Angeles (Go FireHawks!), goes by the name E. Just "E." Anyway, like we started talking, and I figured I could trust him, and when I told him about my fight with Mothman, he told me about his secret. Apparently he's a thin-blood, which means he can walk in the daylight. I'm guessing that's something like a weird kind of blank-body? He was sparring with the details, but he seemed really cool and knowledgeable about the night inquirer stuff
Asher, buddy. whatever you do you have to avoid this E character as much as possible. He is not your friend, he's a leech. He'll kill you without a second thought, or worse he'll manipulate you into doing something you don't want to be a part of.
Went out surfing with E this weekend, the weather was so sunny! He's heaps good with surfing. Anyway @thecuntmagician I asked E about the Hurlsk and bone surgeon blank body from the area. E says bone surgeons are one of the great 13 bloodlines of vampires, and they have the ability to do more than manipulate just bones. They can like mold a living person into a living chair, and keep them alive like that for just sicko reasons. They're like part of a vampire rebellion with another bloodline called like the shadow queens or something. Is that helpful?
So like the fallen are supposedly eidolons that influence various people and do some gnar-gnar shit, and like angelic messengers talk to the imbued or whatever, right? Well like they shouldn't be that different. I know in Dante's book he describes hell as changing the appearance of the fallen angels, but like, they're still angels, just without His grace, you know? If one thing works on one, it should work on the other? Like how all blank bodies are similar broadly but there's like beast blank bodies and like sorcerer blank bodies.
I met an aussie surfer out here in San Angeles (Go FireHawks!), goes by the name E. Just "E." Anyway, like we started talking, and I figured I could trust him, and when I told him about my fight with Mothman, he told me about his secret. Apparently he's a thin-blood, which means he can walk in the daylight. I'm guessing that's something like a weird kind of blank-body? He was sparring with the details, but he seemed really cool and knowledgeable about the night inquirer stuff
I'm kinda jealous I can't change colleges mid stream, here at the University of Firehawk, go San Angeles!, my HIST 303:1b Colonial American History class is taught by Prof. Booke, but they say their parent works out at community college out near River Valley (isn't that where JDU come from? Boo hornpeckers! softest bird in the tri-state area) anyway their parent is also Prof. Booke and they teach a comprehensive course on cryptids and history of folk lore. Don't tell anyone but I might look into like auditing an online course or something
Original Post by: Dadbod Luca Silver (I don't know if Luca made the jump, but this post is too good not to reshare)
Out in Mankato Minnesota, there's a tale about The Mannequin of the Mall. Word is an old mall shut down round about 2010, and a couple of teenagers managed to boost a whole truck full of blank Mannequins. Propped them up over town, as a kind of prank. Well some official got pissed or the like, so the city cracked down on them like they were a drug force or something. Gathered up all the mannequins they could and burnt them rather than sending them to the dump. Weird choice.
About a year later, the commissioner who headed the task force, he was found dead by mysterious causes in his room, and strange bruises around his neck. Kids started saying it was the Mankato Mall Mannequin that did it. One who escaped the blaze and is taking its revenge for its fallen siblings.
Might of gone unnoticed, forgotten even, but in 2 months later, the police find a disassembled body in a local park amphitheater. Arms, legs, and head, all cut off and arranged, like a little paper doll on the concrete. Only the victim's left arm was missing.
Two weeks later, a man falls off of the roof of a presbyterian church. Stone dead. Missing a leg. Another body at ISG field missing an arm. And another without their arm. Another with out a leg. All of them stone dead.
Rumor has it, if you've ever mistreated a mannequin, a doll, or a statue, the Mannequin can see it in your soul, and will hunt you down, and make you pay an arm and a leg.
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Captain's Thoughts-
So this post has been on my mind. It's a good example of one, probably a huma serial killer if anything, and two, we really don't know what is all that is out there. Could this be a fabled created or one of the blank-bodies who are said to wield blood magic fueled chirurgery, or maybe this is a wraith of the oblivion (@mrs-sthesia if you know anything please chime in), hells for all we know this could be anything.
I keep on thinking about this and Hellsing's razor, and how its easier to believe there were ghosts and ghouls back in the old times, but now it just seems intuitive to assume mall mannequins are like some prank done by kids who watched Scream too many times.
Alright night inquirers, friendly psa, don't trust any supernatural creatures. But if you absolutely have to, go for the so-called imbued.
These are normal mortals like you or me. But who go through a bloody ordeal and are ordained by extra terrestrial "messengers", maybe gnostic archons? The Imbued are chosen to kill the enemies of these mysterious messengers.
Personally I don't trust anyone who hears voices to choose who to kill and who to save
My sister was able to hack into a cell of these imbued and gather a handful of documents, and to me, they're worse organized then the Skull & Bone Bloggers, and we're not well organized.
Still, if a wraith is eating your brain, no one better to turn to than someone who might actually be able to execute them away.
I'm so dang jealous, I wish the angelic host would speak to me, I'd accept even a common angel or lowly arc-angel, I think it would give me peace to have confirmation of God's love. But that's not how faith works. I have to remind myself of 1 Corinthians 3:3, I am still flesh, and while there is envy within me, I will only know the human way.
things from the other sides as we all know there isnt one other side to our reality theres so many different sides to our polgonal world well theres one thing i want to speak on and its this when a visiter from beyond a xeno of sorts they mask as angles but theyre more like dead gods from aeons gon by eidolons of sorts and whats worse is they tear a rift into a reality we cannot comprehend and our minds break to see and ive heard stories of this churn allowing spirits from the dead side slipping through broken and strange its terrible they are nothing like they used to be but they are certainly who they appear to be just changed ghosts and eidolons are not a good combo
Have you heard of the Gluffsoen? A ghost boar in Sweden. It starts with the wailer's wife, who was unfaithful while her husband was away at sea, and when the child came, she couldn't face the guilt of being disloyal and takes a pin and pushed it into the baby's heart in the dead of one winter night. She threw the evidence out into a river near her cabin, and her husband would be none the wise a week later on his return.
The next night, when the world grew cold and dark and the river froze over, and the woman could hear something rooting around at the edge of her garden (in some tellings the baby was buried there). She assured herself it was just some wild thing, a creature from the woods perhaps.
The following night, when the world grew cold and dark the sounds were coming from the wall below her window. It was loud and rabid like a maniacal woodsman sawing at her wall with the fervor of a crashing rapids. She was certain whatever it was out there was going to come crashing in. Every time she started to nod off, the noises would kick up again until morning.
Unslept and unwell, the woman decided to light lanterns all around her house to keep whatever it was at bay at night. She wasn't sure why she thought light would scare the beast, but when night fell and the world grew cold and dark the crashing gnawing screaming sounds returned. She swore she could see the terrible shadow of a great boar with a spine like tines on a saw blade, a wood-saw of a beast, and it slammed so hard against her wall that the whole house began to shake, until eventually one of the torches crashed down and her whole house was set a blaze.
They say to this day, if you ever find yourself hiding a secret or doing cruel things to shirk your responsibilities of life, the great bright Gluffsoen board will come destroy your house in the middle of the night.
Any chances we have an oblivion beast? A ghost of a boar? Maybe some kind of werepig? Can werewolves be other animals? Maybe another demon like moth-man?
Does anyone know anything about the group called the Fera? I was doing some reading about spirit wolves, and I found an old journal that says "The Fera are the enemies of the Garou, they drew the line and crossed, not even Gaia could forgive them" and goes on to describe people who are spirits bonded with animals like bears and eagles and even spiders. I wonder if Mothman is like, one of those, but bonded with moth?
I was watching an old movie the other day and I got to thinking, do you think Sergei Lukyanenko was like trying to tell us something? Like I know everyone says the Matrix was trying to tell us something about what's actually going on, but maybe we got it wrong. Maybe it's Nightwatch that got it right?
Either way you slice it, Kostya had the right of it.
Anyone fresh off initiation is gunna tell you, when it comes to blank-bodies, or vampires if you must be vulgar, always bring fire. Garlic and crosses are useless, and stakes will only help you if you're strong enough to drive that into a man's heart while you're actively fighting him.
But fire? Fire is cheap, easy, and works every time.
That is unless the fuckin' blank body is the inferno from down under. A contact of mine in Sydney has told me that her hunter contact found himself in the ICU for extreme burns when his whole squad when in to flush out the ranch hand. They weren't ready for the bitey bastard to go up like an inferno and *become* the very fire they thought they were going to take down.
Seems like some friends stateside have recently followed suit, and god help them, I like their spirit.
Anyway, fellow night inquisitors, always bring a back up, because the supernatural doesn't play fair.
Some of you meatheads need a quick reminder, there are two kinds of magic to be on watch for sorcery real actual magic.
Don't get me wrong a sorcerer is more than a match for any would-be night inquirer, they can pull tricks that can be just as deadly as any blank-body. But they're just that. People who know a few tricks.
A real magician, the _awakened_, they're worse by far. Reality is their play-thing. Physics, chemistry, math? Suggestions to the those who really know how to pull down the house. They have their fingers on the source-code for our world, and there know more than a dozen different commands that will change everything you've ever known.
A sorcerer might take over your mind, or blast you with the classic gout of fire, but an _awakened_ will change history such that no one recognizes your face, such that you never got that job, never met that girl, never even have a birth record. And that's the low level stuff.
wait does that make me a sorcerer? the old man called himself a warlock and i got the book from him i certainly cant make reality my plaything i can make some of the fallen dance to my tune and i sure have lived longer than anyone i know
Kevin, aren't you ever worried that practicing witch-craft may be condemning your immortal soul? I don't understand how a man of the cloth could turn to using evil magics