#jaymiejess

[beached-thing]

Babe definitely

aww thank

[kittykat8311]

jaymiejess replied to your post “Ugh why am I such a mess I’m sat here tearing up looking at your...”

Oh. I wish you could see what we see, but understand you can't. I wish I could look even half as good.

i gurantee you look better  ❤

[offense-is-the-best-defence]

Odin.

Ancient history

[wolvensnothere]

What monster are you? Vampire. Venture with Tremere training.

Nice. http://whitewolf.wikia.com/wiki/Ventrue_%28VTM%29 and http://whitewolf.wikia.com/wiki/Tremere_%28VTM%29 for those unfamiliar :)“if I was a monsterboy/monstergirl/monsterperson, what kind do you think I would be?“

[transgirltumbling]

Looks at the flowers waiting for you to arrive in India, swoons. I'm tempted to say, "Lucky girl," but I'm sure you earned them. :)

Awww, they are just particularly nice here.  I consider myself pretty lucky!  =)

[transgirltumbling]

Be safe. Have a good trip!

Thanks! I will endeavor to do both!

[lauraannegilman]

ysobelflp replied to your post: I may regret this, but what the hell, ...

Coffee, a good pen, and a black kitten. Though getting the kitten to not smudge the chalk circle would be interesting. Maybe a plush meerkat instead.

That’s a fair start, and if it’s a fountain pen, or a nice gel, you’ve got a good shot at me appearing, may dog have mercy on your soul...

jaymiejess replied to your post: I may regret this, but what the hell, ...

A mug of good coffee, a bottle of wine, and a cat.

*poof*  you rang?

o-nekosan replied to your post: I may regret this, but what the hell, ...

A huge mug of coffee, a meerkat, and one of your books.

You had me at coffee.  Do you want me to sign that book, or is it for Rude Authorial Readalong?

[alwaysvenus]

necromancer

Necromancer: Had any prominent supernatural experiences?

This question is interesting to me because I no longer necessarily believe in the supernatural. Despite this, I have still had quite a few creepy and chilling experiences, especially when I was younger.

My mom’s side of my family is pretty superstitious. For example, my mom thinks my witchcraft is the work of the devil. Hahaha. My grandma used a Ouija board when she was younger, and now she thinks demons follow her around.

I recall my first house being very creepy. When I was about six years old, my mother and sister and I were sitting around the kitchen table playing cards. My baby brother was asleep in his room downstairs. My older brother’s room was upstairs. Out of nowhere, we heard a loud crash like glass breaking from my older brother’s room. We ran up there, and his miniature gum ball machine was shattered all over the floor. It was curious because it had been pushed against the wall on his dresser. We had no animals or anything, so it was just bizarre overall. In that same house, my mom claims when my brother and I were at my dad’s house and no one else was home, the sliding closet door in my bedroom just fell right out of its track and onto the floor. She said she left milk and cookies out and left the house. I also used to see things in that house. Sometimes my mom and I would sleep in the living room, and I would always see the “Boogeyman.” He was tall and dressed very old-fashioned. He would have a big pointy nose, huge. Like a bird beak. It was only when I got older and made a Tumblr that I saw a very similar face on my dashboard. It was a plague doctor. Their masks look identical to this man’s “face” that I used to see. They’re still quite creepy to me because when I was a child, I had never seen or heard of such a thing. But I saw that man in my living room.

In my old apartment, I also recall hallucinating a lot. I was in middle school and high school, so I self-aware and completely sober. But I would sometimes see a black figure with a scarf tied around its head, like an old babushka, crawling under my bed. It was very scary. I remember opening my eyes and seeing it in my face. I also remember seeing another black figure similar to Venom from Spiderman, actually. It had the large mouth with sharp teeth, and a Gene Simmons tongue. It almost sounds funny now, but it was so scary back then. It always hid behind my mom’s fake tree. My friend and I used to record ourselves on my old flip phone, talking and such. One day, we played back one of our recordings, and we heard a voice in it that wasn’t ours. It was a deep, dark voice. We couldn’t make out what it was saying. Then, in the video, you could see outside my window. It was very late at night, probably eleven if not midnight. There was a pale white foot running right across the grass directly outside my window (our apartment was in the basement). We started FREAKING out. We showed my mom and even she freaked out. It was terrifying. That same friend took a photo of me one time where you could clearly see the head and outline of a teenage-looking boy apparition walking across the room. He had a baseball cap on. But you could see right through him. No one was there with us.

There are quite a few more stories I could share, but you get the gist of it! Definitely some creepy stuff.