SHRIEKING SKULLS WILL SHOCK YOUR SOUL AND SEAL YOUR DOOM TONIGHT

[acherontiastyx]

[After 10:00 p.m., the library's... definitely a little different. The tables have lit candles on them, and there are... kind of janky cardboard cutouts set on some of the shelves. An attempt was made, at least, even if there could've been more boxes destroyed in the attempt...

But regardless. There's candles set around a place for some snacks if anyone wants to bring them, and there's also a blanket set on one of the tables. Because clearly, that's where the storyteller's supposed to sit...? Maybe you wanna do it. Maybe you just want to stand or sit or something.

Either way, let's get fucking spooky up in here.]

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[iaspis]

[She's been silent for most of the night, listening intently to the others as they tell their ghost stories.]

I think I have one.

There was once a kind ruler. She was young, and loved. The treasured little sister. She was given her own land to rule, and her subjects all cared for her deeply. Except for one.

She and her favorite servant were in a beautiful garden one night, right outside of her palanquin when her servant attacked. In one instant, the young ruler was cut down-- literally. To pieces. By her own servant.

But it didn't kill her. Not really. She's still there. She's forgotten who she was, what she is. All she knows now is that there's something missing and that she needs to be whole. So by her fallen garden she remains, searching for her missing pieces.

[ravagers]

[ You know what makes Vanille's guilt complex kick into overdrive? Stories about betrayal! ]

That's... that's awful!

[iaspis]

That's....

[........]

That would be a terrible shock.

[stepout]

[ you don't even know the half of it ]

...Yeah, it would be.

[iaspis]

[oh so they're basically organic life versions of fusion monsters, good to know

...minus the eating

maybe]

Sounds like a good way to be overwhelmed by your own overconfidence.

[jasper you are one to talk]

[iaspis]

...From enemies that would stop us?

[acherontiastyx]

...

Did you ever get it all cleaned out...?

[iaspis]

[It's a little weird, but she's clearly pleased.]

I want to try more human food now!

[acherontiastyx]

...what, like some kind of realdoll?

[stepout]

[ ....... ]

What's a realdoll?

[uncouthhatcher]

[THAT

IS ALL YOURS, GUZMA BUDDY.]

[acherontiastyx]

...wow, that's... yeesh. My world might have some freaky stuff going on, but I don't think anything's that bad.

[neverheardofhim]

This is why you don't invite dwarves to storytelling parties. [A chuckle.] Got lots more where that came from though.

[acherontiastyx]

Oh, yeah. I mean, you hear some creepy stuff about ghosts and all where I'm from, but like. A year or so ago a guy tried to blow up a region of the world for... reasons?

[plegia]

[ (unsure) ]

Precisely! That's why I don't mess around with dark magic. You're more likely to get your arm ripped off than you are to get any actual results!

[acherontiastyx]

...well, yeah! Keep 'em coming, man!

[plegia]

Of course not! Bloodstains like that last forever! Gyahahaha!

[oh my god settle down edgelord]

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah. I mean, I've read some great stories with no gore whatsoever... maybe a little death and corpses, but it's all about the atmosphere.

[acherontiastyx]

Heh. The lord totally deserved what he got, I think.

[modernmedicine]

He certainly learned his lesson.

[matchbreaker]

Holy snartblossom, that is a creepy one!

[matchbreaker]

[ Not sure if creepy or not... ] Isn't that the reincarnation thing that Buddhists think happens?

[acherontiastyx]

Man, that's one of those old Gothic things, right? Yeah, I kinda enjoy kicking it old school every once in a while. I mean, it's better when there's blood and gore than just ex-wives in the attic or something.

[matchbreaker]

[ Che.

... Putting herself on the spot like this is hard ]

Vampires are a superior species, so even if we're hidden, there's no reason that we need to be considerate about them if they won't be back.

[matchbreaker]

Mmmhm! That's something like what I heard as a little girl.

[ She might have forgotten some details, embellished others ... but it's actually refreshing to tell one from her long, long off childhood. ]