'Hooray indeed. Can't leave this place to get consumed by evil. Been setting up a way to distil dark energy so that hopefully, Nightmares won't have to hunt mortals to get it.'
'Who are you? Is that a costume? It's a good one!' One of them goes looking through the books, for information about the 'bandaged vengeful guy'
"Sounds like a good idea, but it might be harder than you're expecting. The forces of Hell have been doing something like that since, you know, Hell existed, but never up here. They basically dredged dark energy directly out of the Nocturne. Nightmares spawn from Dark Energy, so you might find that your supplies have feotid entities swimming in them. Baby Nightmares, basically."
"Oh, it's not a costume. What you see before you is an honest-to-goodness paranormal entity. Nephilim, technically, and a tall one at that." They loom over the guy looking through the books. "Whatcha lookin' for?"
'Interesting... I suppose nightmares and dark energy are really one and the same. I wonder how many nightmares get taken by Hell before they're born. And if any are still in some kind of life'
'Looking for this cryptic we read about. Bandaged guy with a shotgun, something to do with a torture dungeon, now he wanders the desert looking for revenge against the world'
"Sounds like a good idea, but it might be harder than you're expecting. The forces of Hell have been doing something like that since, you know, Hell existed, but never up here. They basically dredged dark energy directly out of the Nocturne. Nightmares spawn from Dark Energy, so you might find that your supplies have feotid entities swimming in them. Baby Nightmares, basically."
"Oh, it's not a costume. What you see before you is an honest-to-goodness paranormal entity. Nephilim, technically, and a tall one at that." They loom over the guy looking through the books. "Whatcha lookin' for?"
'Interesting... I suppose nightmares and dark energy are really one and the same. I wonder how many nightmares get taken by Hell before they're born. And if any are still in some kind of life'
'Looking for this cryptic we read about. Bandaged guy with a shotgun, something to do with a torture dungeon, now he wanders the desert looking for revenge against the world'
They go quiet for a moment. "The proto-Nightmares are crushed, and their cores are melted down. They don't just kill the things, they destroy their souls. It's an abortion with no consent from anyone, with no mother to speak of, with no doctor and no paperwork. A pointless murder of a being that wasn't bothering anyone, just to squeeze out a tiny bit more energy. Nightmares are no strangers to death, what with our origins, but the complete dissolution of an infant's soul for a meaningless crumb... is vile."
They slowly sit down on a ladder. "Oh, yeah. The mayor made that one. His dungeon. A modern Frankenstein story, eh? Make a monster, refuse to take responsibility, everyone suffers the consequences."
"Sounds like a good idea, but it might be harder than you're expecting. The forces of Hell have been doing something like that since, you know, Hell existed, but never up here. They basically dredged dark energy directly out of the Nocturne. Nightmares spawn from Dark Energy, so you might find that your supplies have feotid entities swimming in them. Baby Nightmares, basically."
"Oh, it's not a costume. What you see before you is an honest-to-goodness paranormal entity. Nephilim, technically, and a tall one at that." They loom over the guy looking through the books. "Whatcha lookin' for?"
'Interesting... I suppose nightmares and dark energy are really one and the same. I wonder how many nightmares get taken by Hell before they're born. And if any are still in some kind of life'
'Looking for this cryptic we read about. Bandaged guy with a shotgun, something to do with a torture dungeon, now he wanders the desert looking for revenge against the world'
They go quiet for a moment. "The proto-Nightmares are crushed, and their cores are melted down. They don't just kill the things, they destroy their souls. It's an abortion with no consent from anyone, with no mother to speak of, with no doctor and no paperwork. A pointless murder of a being that wasn't bothering anyone, just to squeeze out a tiny bit more energy. Nightmares are no strangers to death, what with our origins, but the complete dissolution of an infant's soul for a meaningless crumb... is vile."
They slowly sit down on a ladder. "Oh, yeah. The mayor made that one. His dungeon. A modern Frankenstein story, eh? Make a monster, refuse to take responsibility, everyone suffers the consequences."
'Guess that's no different for anything that drinks dark energy though.'
'The mayor made up the story, you mean? That explains why he's pushing it with the tourist tales. You must mean that, right? Sounds like you're saying it was his dungeon, that's kinda funny'
They go quiet for a moment. "The proto-Nightmares are crushed, and their cores are melted down. They don't just kill the things, they destroy their souls. It's an abortion with no consent from anyone, with no mother to speak of, with no doctor and no paperwork. A pointless murder of a being that wasn't bothering anyone, just to squeeze out a tiny bit more energy. Nightmares are no strangers to death, what with our origins, but the complete dissolution of an infant's soul for a meaningless crumb... is vile."
They slowly sit down on a ladder. "Oh, yeah. The mayor made that one. His dungeon. A modern Frankenstein story, eh? Make a monster, refuse to take responsibility, everyone suffers the consequences."
'Guess that's no different for anything that drinks dark energy though.'
'The mayor made up the story, you mean? That explains why he's pushing it with the tourist tales. You must mean that, right? Sounds like you're saying it was his dungeon, that's kinda funny'
"What do you mean by that?"
"No. I'm saying that it was the mayor's dungeon. He did that to the guy."
They go quiet for a moment. "The proto-Nightmares are crushed, and their cores are melted down. They don't just kill the things, they destroy their souls. It's an abortion with no consent from anyone, with no mother to speak of, with no doctor and no paperwork. A pointless murder of a being that wasn't bothering anyone, just to squeeze out a tiny bit more energy. Nightmares are no strangers to death, what with our origins, but the complete dissolution of an infant's soul for a meaningless crumb... is vile."
They slowly sit down on a ladder. "Oh, yeah. The mayor made that one. His dungeon. A modern Frankenstein story, eh? Make a monster, refuse to take responsibility, everyone suffers the consequences."
'Guess that's no different for anything that drinks dark energy though.'
'The mayor made up the story, you mean? That explains why he's pushing it with the tourist tales. You must mean that, right? Sounds like you're saying it was his dungeon, that's kinda funny'
"What do you mean by that?"
"No. I'm saying that it was the mayor's dungeon. He did that to the guy."
'If dark energy contains baby Nightmares, then whatever is drinking it is drinking baby nightmares. Would be impossible not to, unless ya got some kinda filter on it.'
'You're joking, right? He wouldn't be talking about it if he... I thought we knew the name of the killer, and it wasn't Mayor Pearson. He died in the fire? Right?'
"No. I'm saying that it was the mayor's dungeon. He did that to the guy."
'If dark energy contains baby Nightmares, then whatever is drinking it is drinking baby nightmares. Would be impossible not to, unless ya got some kinda filter on it.'
'You're joking, right? He wouldn't be talking about it if he... I thought we knew the name of the killer, and it wasn't Mayor Pearson. He died in the fire? Right?'
"They spawn in Dark Energy, but they're not tadpoles. They're usually about the size of your fist."
"No. I'm saying that it was the mayor's dungeon. He did that to the guy."
'If dark energy contains baby Nightmares, then whatever is drinking it is drinking baby nightmares. Would be impossible not to, unless ya got some kinda filter on it.'
'You're joking, right? He wouldn't be talking about it if he... I thought we knew the name of the killer, and it wasn't Mayor Pearson. He died in the fire? Right?'
"They spawn in Dark Energy, but they're not tadpoles. They're usually about the size of your fist."
"Who told you that?"
'A small filter should be able to catch them then. If that's a good idea'
'That's the story that went out?' One of the boys googles it. 'Yeah, it was some guy called Jim Cato. Died in the fire.'
"If he were in Hell, I would know. And he's certainly not going to Heaven."
'No, but I can add one to my mechanisms'
'What kind of game are you playing? Can you prove this?'
"I would greatly appreciate that."
"Do not test me. Even with physical strength alone, I could cause all the chaos I want. Why would I lie to you? Besides, if I'm right, the mayor knows all sorts of juicy secrets, and you'll miss out if you don't even humor the thought. What harm would it even do?"
"If he were in Hell, I would know. And he's certainly not going to Heaven."
'No, but I can add one to my mechanisms'
'What kind of game are you playing? Can you prove this?'
"I would greatly appreciate that."
"Do not test me. Even with physical strength alone, I could cause all the chaos I want. Why would I lie to you? Besides, if I'm right, the mayor knows all sorts of juicy secrets, and you'll miss out if you don't even humor the thought. What harm would it even do?"
'Then that's what I'll do. It's unusual to find a demon who cares for such things. A good thing that you are different'
'OK, sure. He's behind all the cryptid promotions we think'
"Do not test me. Even with physical strength alone, I could cause all the chaos I want. Why would I lie to you? Besides, if I'm right, the mayor knows all sorts of juicy secrets, and you'll miss out if you don't even humor the thought. What harm would it even do?"
'Then that's what I'll do. It's unusual to find a demon who cares for such things. A good thing that you are different'
'OK, sure. He's behind all the cryptid promotions we think'
"Good indeed. I doubt that other demons would let you make the machine in the first place."
"Oh, of course he is. Ever consider how much tourism money he gets from those ghosts and demons and such? People want to be scared in a safe environment, and he's hardly one to deny them their baser instincts."
"Do not test me. Even with physical strength alone, I could cause all the chaos I want. Why would I lie to you? Besides, if I'm right, the mayor knows all sorts of juicy secrets, and you'll miss out if you don't even humor the thought. What harm would it even do?"
'Then that's what I'll do. It's unusual to find a demon who cares for such things. A good thing that you are different'
'OK, sure. He's behind all the cryptid promotions we think'
"Good indeed. I doubt that other demons would let you make the machine in the first place."
"Oh, of course he is. Ever consider how much tourism money he gets from those ghosts and demons and such? People want to be scared in a safe environment, and he's hardly one to deny them their baser instincts."
'The fact that the big high up demons don't like it is half the reason I'm doing it.'
'And I guess all this bandage guy stuff is to, what, draw attention away from the real killer of the Cato house?'
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
A man in a grey suit and a pair of red headphones appears, almost as if by magic. 'Ah, a fellow enthusiast of the mysterious!'
'Mayor's work. Trying to make use of all the paranormalist attention, pit them against his enemies. So far he's concocted a story about that victim of his with the shotgun, the one who's hunting him down. I think he's rattled. Anyways, you ok?'
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
A man in a grey suit and a pair of red headphones appears, almost as if by magic. 'Ah, a fellow enthusiast of the mysterious!'
'Mayor's work. Trying to make use of all the paranormalist attention, pit them against his enemies. So far he's concocted a story about that victim of his with the shotgun, the one who's hunting him down. I think he's rattled. Anyways, you ok?'
"Ya got that right!" The younger man laughs. "My boss is very interested in the occult, and since I share that interest, he gave me some time off to check this place out!" He pulls a tiny digital camera out of his jacket pocket. This year's model, of course, and a sort of silvery pink color. "May I?"
"'Course. I hope he's not too rattled. That could spell trouble."
A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
A man in a grey suit and a pair of red headphones appears, almost as if by magic. 'Ah, a fellow enthusiast of the mysterious!'
'Mayor's work. Trying to make use of all the paranormalist attention, pit them against his enemies. So far he's concocted a story about that victim of his with the shotgun, the one who's hunting him down. I think he's rattled. Anyways, you ok?'
"Ya got that right!" The younger man laughs. "My boss is very interested in the occult, and since I share that interest, he gave me some time off to check this place out!" He pulls a tiny digital camera out of his jacket pocket. This year's model, of course, and a sort of silvery pink color. "May I?"
"'Course. I hope he's not too rattled. That could spell trouble."
'Sure you can. Are you going to the meeting at the library? It's about the mystery of Iago Hexham, a visiting occultist who, so the story goes, got disappeared by a local monster'
'That it could. You seen anything suspicious recently? Hate to hear if you've gotten into trouble, but needs must'
"Ya got that right!" The younger man laughs. "My boss is very interested in the occult, and since I share that interest, he gave me some time off to check this place out!" He pulls a tiny digital camera out of his jacket pocket. This year's model, of course, and a sort of silvery pink color. "May I?"
"'Course. I hope he's not too rattled. That could spell trouble."
'Sure you can. Are you going to the meeting at the library? It's about the mystery of Iago Hexham, a visiting occultist who, so the story goes, got disappeared by a local monster'
'That it could. You seen anything suspicious recently? Hate to hear if you've gotten into trouble, but needs must'
"Of course! Couldn't just let such an opportunity pass me by!" He holds up his camera. "Could you pose in front of that bookstore window? The design would look amazing in my shot, and it matches your eyes."
"Just a few scratches. Demon hanging around, playing with the paranormalists. Scary stuff, but nothing notable. How about you?"
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'Interesting... I suppose nightmares and dark energy are really one and the same. I wonder how many nightmares get taken by Hell before they're born. And if any are still in some kind of life'
'Looking for this cryptic we read about. Bandaged guy with a shotgun, something to do with a torture dungeon, now he wanders the desert looking for revenge against the world'
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They go quiet for a moment. "The proto-Nightmares are crushed, and their cores are melted down. They don't just kill the things, they destroy their souls. It's an abortion with no consent from anyone, with no mother to speak of, with no doctor and no paperwork. A pointless murder of a being that wasn't bothering anyone, just to squeeze out a tiny bit more energy. Nightmares are no strangers to death, what with our origins, but the complete dissolution of an infant's soul for a meaningless crumb... is vile."
They slowly sit down on a ladder. "Oh, yeah. The mayor made that one. His dungeon. A modern Frankenstein story, eh? Make a monster, refuse to take responsibility, everyone suffers the consequences."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Guess that's no different for anything that drinks dark energy though.'
'The mayor made up the story, you mean? That explains why he's pushing it with the tourist tales. You must mean that, right? Sounds like you're saying it was his dungeon, that's kinda funny'
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"What do you mean by that?"
"No. I'm saying that it was the mayor's dungeon. He did that to the guy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'If dark energy contains baby Nightmares, then whatever is drinking it is drinking baby nightmares. Would be impossible not to, unless ya got some kinda filter on it.'
'You're joking, right? He wouldn't be talking about it if he... I thought we knew the name of the killer, and it wasn't Mayor Pearson. He died in the fire? Right?'
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"They spawn in Dark Energy, but they're not tadpoles. They're usually about the size of your fist."
"Who told you that?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'A small filter should be able to catch them then. If that's a good idea'
'That's the story that went out?' One of the boys googles it. 'Yeah, it was some guy called Jim Cato. Died in the fire.'
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"It would. The Archdaemons don't care, though."
"If he were in Hell, I would know. And he's certainly not going to Heaven."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
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Breathgiver of the Strugels
'No, but I can add one to my mechanisms'
'What kind of game are you playing? Can you prove this?'
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"I would greatly appreciate that."
"Do not test me. Even with physical strength alone, I could cause all the chaos I want. Why would I lie to you? Besides, if I'm right, the mayor knows all sorts of juicy secrets, and you'll miss out if you don't even humor the thought. What harm would it even do?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Then that's what I'll do. It's unusual to find a demon who cares for such things. A good thing that you are different'
'OK, sure. He's behind all the cryptid promotions we think'
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*I'm gonna take a bit of a break*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Good indeed. I doubt that other demons would let you make the machine in the first place."
"Oh, of course he is. Ever consider how much tourism money he gets from those ghosts and demons and such? People want to be scared in a safe environment, and he's hardly one to deny them their baser instincts."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'The fact that the big high up demons don't like it is half the reason I'm doing it.'
'And I guess all this bandage guy stuff is to, what, draw attention away from the real killer of the Cato house?'
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A worker in town is handing out flyers. 'Attention Paranormalists- Unravel the Mysteries of Balios!'. There is a mention of a meeting held by the mayor at the library, titled 'The Hexham Files'
The Slink is lurking in an alley, taking down posters that reference real and non-murderous Nightmares
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A newcomer to town with a rectangular instrument case on his back takes a flyer. He's dressed rather nicely, with a sweater, jacket, and jeans. Looks more like a trust fund baby than a serious Occultist.
Worm crawls out of a dumpster, not even attempting stealth. "You know those guys?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A man in a grey suit and a pair of red headphones appears, almost as if by magic. 'Ah, a fellow enthusiast of the mysterious!'
'Mayor's work. Trying to make use of all the paranormalist attention, pit them against his enemies. So far he's concocted a story about that victim of his with the shotgun, the one who's hunting him down. I think he's rattled. Anyways, you ok?'
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"Ya got that right!" The younger man laughs. "My boss is very interested in the occult, and since I share that interest, he gave me some time off to check this place out!" He pulls a tiny digital camera out of his jacket pocket. This year's model, of course, and a sort of silvery pink color. "May I?"
"'Course. I hope he's not too rattled. That could spell trouble."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Sure you can. Are you going to the meeting at the library? It's about the mystery of Iago Hexham, a visiting occultist who, so the story goes, got disappeared by a local monster'
'That it could. You seen anything suspicious recently? Hate to hear if you've gotten into trouble, but needs must'
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"Of course! Couldn't just let such an opportunity pass me by!" He holds up his camera. "Could you pose in front of that bookstore window? The design would look amazing in my shot, and it matches your eyes."
"Just a few scratches. Demon hanging around, playing with the paranormalists. Scary stuff, but nothing notable. How about you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels