Tԋҽ Vιʂιƚσɾ
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𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖... 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥?
𝕐𝕖𝕤. 𝕀 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨.
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕀. 𝕎𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖.
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕠𝕟𝕖.
𝕐𝕖𝕤. 𝕀 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨.
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕀. 𝕎𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖.
𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕠𝕟𝕖.
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖, 𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤.
𝕀 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠.
ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Its voice sounded... disappointed, perhaps? It was like something that had just learned what disappointment was more than actual disappointment, however.
𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖, 𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤.
𝕀 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠.
ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Its voice sounded... disappointed, perhaps? It was like something that had just learned what disappointment was more than actual disappointment, however.
This wasn't that odd for him. He was code at his core, after all. How was this different from a player staring at a Gameboy screen? Well...to Mike, at least.
"No one has ever given you a nickname?"
"No one has ever given you a nickname?"
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 '𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕖'.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
November 25, 2025 at 9:53 PM
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖, 𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤.
𝕀 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠.
ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Its voice sounded... disappointed, perhaps? It was like something that had just learned what disappointment was more than actual disappointment, however.
𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖, 𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤.
𝕀 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.
𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠.
ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Its voice sounded... disappointed, perhaps? It was like something that had just learned what disappointment was more than actual disappointment, however.
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 '𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕖'.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
Okay. Definitely what his friend warned about. Not looking outside.
"Oh! You're the eldrich Majjy mentioned. I'm Mike."
Way too chill about it but you see shit in the CreepyPasta universe.
"Oh! You're the eldrich Majjy mentioned. I'm Mike."
Way too chill about it but you see shit in the CreepyPasta universe.
A voice... or perhaps an amalgam of voices, or even nothing at all pretending to be a voice, responds to the question within a moment;
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
November 25, 2025 at 9:47 PM
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 '𝕄𝕚𝕜𝕖'.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
The thing's voice-that-wasn't spoke again in yet another response; the air is filled with the sound of something impossibly large and organic moving above, possiblely within the very atmosphere itself.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.
November 25, 2025 at 9:40 PM
The creatures seem to shift and morph as they move under this unnatural light: maws and teeth and eyes rupturing from skin stretched taut as they meander without meaning, eyes reflecting some kaleidoscope of color within the sky; perhaps the source of these changes.
it watches the beasts from a pitch-black shadow, making sure not to draw their attention...
these things can't be from Zhetcast, they're imperfect. flawed. sculpted sloppily by something absent minded
something else made these
these things can't be from Zhetcast, they're imperfect. flawed. sculpted sloppily by something absent minded
something else made these
@suffer-for-me.bsky.social
Something has distorted reality; not in some malign, antithical way of spite as the Old Gods do, but in a way that is more akin to a cosmic cancer.
Creatures that were once men, women and children wander the street, bloated with eyes and cilia and endless teeth.
Something has distorted reality; not in some malign, antithical way of spite as the Old Gods do, but in a way that is more akin to a cosmic cancer.
Creatures that were once men, women and children wander the street, bloated with eyes and cilia and endless teeth.
November 25, 2025 at 9:38 PM
The creatures seem to shift and morph as they move under this unnatural light: maws and teeth and eyes rupturing from skin stretched taut as they meander without meaning, eyes reflecting some kaleidoscope of color within the sky; perhaps the source of these changes.
A voice... or perhaps an amalgam of voices, or even nothing at all pretending to be a voice, responds to the question within a moment;
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
"Hello?"
Mike got up and almost opened the window but remembered what Majora said. If it was just outside his window...better to be safe.
"Is someone out there?"
Mike got up and almost opened the window but remembered what Majora said. If it was just outside his window...better to be safe.
"Is someone out there?"
@strangledbrother.bsky.social
A strange light emanates from a nearby, sealed window, illuminating its border in peculiar tones that shift and change erratically to and from light to dark, fiery orange to icy blue.
There is... /something/ on the other side, making sounds not of the Earth.
A strange light emanates from a nearby, sealed window, illuminating its border in peculiar tones that shift and change erratically to and from light to dark, fiery orange to icy blue.
There is... /something/ on the other side, making sounds not of the Earth.
November 25, 2025 at 9:36 PM
A voice... or perhaps an amalgam of voices, or even nothing at all pretending to be a voice, responds to the question within a moment;
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠.
The word seems spoken both instantaniously and infinitely. Whatever was out there was equally not of the Earth, or any knowable time or dimension.
She does not wake.
This seems to be some kind of... strange shift in the very fabric of reality; a distortion by something incredulously powerful, yet benign.
There is two urges amidst her concussed mind, though, louder than any other;
Look outside, or do not.
This seems to be some kind of... strange shift in the very fabric of reality; a distortion by something incredulously powerful, yet benign.
There is two urges amidst her concussed mind, though, louder than any other;
Look outside, or do not.
“…”
So time for her to process what is going on.
She is concussed.
Tempo told her to stay put at the base.
Suddenly, she is not at her base.
So either
A) She is dreaming.
B) Something swiped her and she deeply hopes it isn’t X.
Tron pinches her arm for that first theory.
So time for her to process what is going on.
She is concussed.
Tempo told her to stay put at the base.
Suddenly, she is not at her base.
So either
A) She is dreaming.
B) Something swiped her and she deeply hopes it isn’t X.
Tron pinches her arm for that first theory.
@heroicmisadventure.bsky.social
Tron has found herself not in whatever place she should be, but instead in what seemed to be... an apartment?
It's dark, despite the nearby clock reading it being nearly mid-day, thanks to thick, heavy curtains having been drawn over the windows leading to outside.
Tron has found herself not in whatever place she should be, but instead in what seemed to be... an apartment?
It's dark, despite the nearby clock reading it being nearly mid-day, thanks to thick, heavy curtains having been drawn over the windows leading to outside.
November 25, 2025 at 9:30 PM
She does not wake.
This seems to be some kind of... strange shift in the very fabric of reality; a distortion by something incredulously powerful, yet benign.
There is two urges amidst her concussed mind, though, louder than any other;
Look outside, or do not.
This seems to be some kind of... strange shift in the very fabric of reality; a distortion by something incredulously powerful, yet benign.
There is two urges amidst her concussed mind, though, louder than any other;
Look outside, or do not.
November 25, 2025 at 9:25 PM
November 25, 2025 at 11:44 AM
November 25, 2025 at 3:04 AM
Reposted by Tԋҽ Vιʂιƚσɾ
November 24, 2025 at 10:58 PM
Reposted by Tԋҽ Vιʂιƚσɾ
definitelyantares
Do it
Go outside
There isn't a cosmic horror that will turn YOU into a cosmic horror
I promic ::::)
Do it
Go outside
There isn't a cosmic horror that will turn YOU into a cosmic horror
I promic ::::)
🎃"...The hee-hell is Majjy an' Kirby talkin' about?"🎃
🎃"...So we just CAN'T go-ho outside?"🎃
🎃"...So we just CAN'T go-ho outside?"🎃
November 24, 2025 at 11:01 PM
definitelyantares
Do it
Go outside
There isn't a cosmic horror that will turn YOU into a cosmic horror
I promic ::::)
Do it
Go outside
There isn't a cosmic horror that will turn YOU into a cosmic horror
I promic ::::)
November 24, 2025 at 10:58 PM
November 24, 2025 at 10:48 PM
antares
It's kind of funny nobody's taking Majjy's warning seriously;
EVERY muse /will/ be affected by the Visitor's gaze if they fall under it. That's why the warning is in the pinned.
You can still interact with it indirectly, though (and most interactions will be indirect for fairness' sake.)
It's kind of funny nobody's taking Majjy's warning seriously;
EVERY muse /will/ be affected by the Visitor's gaze if they fall under it. That's why the warning is in the pinned.
You can still interact with it indirectly, though (and most interactions will be indirect for fairness' sake.)
November 24, 2025 at 10:21 PM
antares
It's kind of funny nobody's taking Majjy's warning seriously;
EVERY muse /will/ be affected by the Visitor's gaze if they fall under it. That's why the warning is in the pinned.
You can still interact with it indirectly, though (and most interactions will be indirect for fairness' sake.)
It's kind of funny nobody's taking Majjy's warning seriously;
EVERY muse /will/ be affected by the Visitor's gaze if they fall under it. That's why the warning is in the pinned.
You can still interact with it indirectly, though (and most interactions will be indirect for fairness' sake.)
antares
Well the final boss says they can only comprehend this thing up to the oort cloud (the outer edge of the solar system itself which is believed to be around 1.8-2.4 /lightyears/ across)
And that is still like... just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of it apparently.
Well the final boss says they can only comprehend this thing up to the oort cloud (the outer edge of the solar system itself which is believed to be around 1.8-2.4 /lightyears/ across)
And that is still like... just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of it apparently.
[ how big is this thing oh my god ]
and going.
November 24, 2025 at 10:16 PM
antares
Well the final boss says they can only comprehend this thing up to the oort cloud (the outer edge of the solar system itself which is believed to be around 1.8-2.4 /lightyears/ across)
And that is still like... just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of it apparently.
Well the final boss says they can only comprehend this thing up to the oort cloud (the outer edge of the solar system itself which is believed to be around 1.8-2.4 /lightyears/ across)
And that is still like... just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of it apparently.
antares
They're not gonna be indifferent if they fall under its gaze lmao
The madness and mutation warning is in the pinned for a reason :3
They're not gonna be indifferent if they fall under its gaze lmao
The madness and mutation warning is in the pinned for a reason :3
ranu
I love how everyone used to cosmic horror is indifferent to it. Meanwhile, Majora is hiding like a guy wearing a tinfoil hat!
xD
I love how everyone used to cosmic horror is indifferent to it. Meanwhile, Majora is hiding like a guy wearing a tinfoil hat!
xD
November 24, 2025 at 10:10 PM
antares
They're not gonna be indifferent if they fall under its gaze lmao
The madness and mutation warning is in the pinned for a reason :3
They're not gonna be indifferent if they fall under its gaze lmao
The madness and mutation warning is in the pinned for a reason :3
antares
And even then it's even larger than this
The final boss (a fusion of 4 humans-turned-gods) can only comprehend this thing up to the edge of the solar system
And even then it's even larger than this
The final boss (a fusion of 4 humans-turned-gods) can only comprehend this thing up to the edge of the solar system
and going.
November 24, 2025 at 10:08 PM
antares
And even then it's even larger than this
The final boss (a fusion of 4 humans-turned-gods) can only comprehend this thing up to the edge of the solar system
And even then it's even larger than this
The final boss (a fusion of 4 humans-turned-gods) can only comprehend this thing up to the edge of the solar system
November 24, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Reposted by Tԋҽ Vιʂιƚσɾ
An eye falls upon the multiverse; something ancient and unknowable has become curious of this new plane, as small and fragile as it is, and has reached out the most minute of cilia to gaze upon it.
For those who wish not to suffer a repeat of another world's mistakes...
𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕂 𝕆𝕌𝕋𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼.
For those who wish not to suffer a repeat of another world's mistakes...
𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕂 𝕆𝕌𝕋𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼.
November 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
An eye falls upon the multiverse; something ancient and unknowable has become curious of this new plane, as small and fragile as it is, and has reached out the most minute of cilia to gaze upon it.
For those who wish not to suffer a repeat of another world's mistakes...
𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕂 𝕆𝕌𝕋𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼.
For those who wish not to suffer a repeat of another world's mistakes...
𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕂 𝕆𝕌𝕋𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼.