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#its a psychological horror to YOU
jestiric · 5 months
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i really cant take hannibal seriously as a show when there are Serious Intense Scenes like this:
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medicalunprofessional · 9 months
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sludgeware · 7 months
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Message to anyone looking to make a "2000's edutainment" themed horror game
Do yourself a solid and do your research. Its so easy and genuinely fun to go back and play old crappy games. If you need somewhere to start looking, check out Myabandonware (an archive of retro computer games from 1978 to 2012, which are free to download and take up like zero space on your computer) or Flashpoint (another free to download mega archive of almost every game that was lost to time after flash died off.) I'll even link 'em to you. here.
It's not that hard to make something look authentic to this time. it's not that hard to do research so you know what your project should look like. Also it's just fun to play toys and games. Go play toys!!!!
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devilsskettle · 2 months
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infinity pool is like what i thought saltburn was gonna be like based on the hype around how risqué people said it was. i can’t say i’m enjoying infinity pool more but at least mia goth is there
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You ever think about what's gonna happen when the Welcome Home website updates in December? Hopefully, at least for what I think, we'll get to see the fabled Julierella! Or any visual parts of the show in general. Probably something fit for the holiday spirit.
Maybe wondering about their relatives and loved ones living outside the neighborhood, and the fact that the residents haven't left to see them in some time.
Stuff like that! Maybe even some new recipes!
i try not to think about it or i'll become so nervoucited that i'll get nauseous
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transmasccofee · 9 months
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the time loop chapter is so fucked up i think about it every day and reading the manga its worse because there’s certain dialogue that was cut out of the anime (presumably to make it acceptable for kids)
Like ok. im gonna give a play by play from Saiki’s POV. so you can For a second imagine how much stress Saiki had to be under.
Imagine walking home from school and out of nowhere you get trapped in a time loop, already bad, but you can get out of it easy- except uh oh! now you are in ANOTHER time loop. ok, fine, get out of that. It goes on so long that you eventually stop being able to process anything around you but whatever, its fine. EXCEPT UH OH! A THIRD TIME LOOP! This time you are trapped in a loop of watching your best friend run into traffic to protect a small child, and the only one able to save them from dying brutally is you. You save the day, great, Unfortunately this is a time loop and now you’re trapped in this hell, watching your best friend dive in front of a moving truck. You need to have an empty mind to leave this, but thats hard because you also have to keep them from getting flattened. You’re getting more and more exhausted, but thats fine. You watch them get brutally killed in various ways thousands of times, over and over and over and over again, but thats fine. it’s still looping. you keep failing to save them. it’s still looping.
Rather than emptying your mind, Eventually you just disassociate, its gone on so long that your body is moving on its own. You are so tired, and you’ve seen your best friends organs on the road now probably a couple hundred times at this point (seriously Wtf Asou) and so it’s all just blended into the background.
You disassociate so hard your mind is empty. Your body moves on its own to save them. The Time Loop is finally over. You went through this 16,785 times.
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emoreooo · 3 months
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doomed valentines 🥀
aka what if kel and aubrey took over sweetheart’s castle ?
this is an au where if you interact with the keeper of sweethearts castle as anyone but omori, it unlocks a whole new optional level. you wake up in the picnic area with hero but no kel or aubrey. sweethearts castle is different and basil joins you for this level
the castle's main towers seem to have split into two, but the main building remains one, and smaller from the outside. but it turns out to be unnaturally spacious at times, as if the building was a psychological maze trying to separate... certain people apart
you find aubrey. she looks different, but happier. “it's like a princess' dream come true. it’s everything i could ever want and more.” she says, smiling at you. “now... all i need left is my lovely prince charming—”
“hey, guys !!”
enter kel.
“ugh.”
kel also looks different, if not for the fact hes wearing an obnoxious shade of pink, head to toe. he is happy to see you all. “everyone here LOVES me ! they respect me and trust me and all that kinda stuff. man, i feel so powerful ! im never leaving this place !”
that didnt seem to sit right, so hero intervened. “but.. if you stayed here, wouldn’t you miss everyone else ? omori, basil, me... mari ?”
“well, duh ! that’s why you guys will be staying with me too !”
that broke a new fight between kel and aubrey, but for the wrong reasons
it ends with aubrey dragging basil along with her, hero with kel, and you alone on the bridge connecting the two towers. you have a choice to follow one of them first. lets say, kel.
you head for kels tower and find hero talking with kel, trying to convince his brother.
“didja know ?? the sprout moles here love me so much they made me offerings, like, im a god or something ! pretty cool huh ?”
“..offerings ?”
“yeah ! oh man.. hero, youre not jealous, right ?”
“wh— no. its just.. a bit ridiculous.”
“...ridiculous ?” kels confused expression contorts into a smile, that of understanding. “i see whats going on. its okay, hero, i know its gotta be tough to be put to the side. and overlooked. bet its weird not being in the spotlight for once.”
you caught a quick flash of horror written on heros face. “kel.. are you saying this because—”
“but its ok ! as long as were here, neither of us will ever have to feel that way !”
remaining determined, hero put his foot down. “thats enough, kel. you cant stay here.”
“yea, thats a good one, bro.”
“im... serious. were leaving, kel.”
the younger boy stops laughing. ”...oh. youre— why ?”
“i dont think this place is anything like it seems. i think its a sham.”
kel barks with laughter.
“oh so when it benefits ME is it a sham. man, how selfish can you be ?”
“...what ?”
“you really cant stand it when its not all about you, huh ? but what about me ? what about kel ?”
“i-i think this place is affecting you. please, kel, listen to me.”
“no. if you wanna leave so bad, fine ! the sprout moles can send you out. but im not leaving. im happy here anyway, and you wont get it.”
with that, kel leaves you two in his tower. hero seems distracted, before suggesting you both go find basil
you head for aubreys tower, only to find a scared basil locked in a cell. upon freeing him, he stares over your shoulder.
“o-omori.” he whispers. “...behind you.”
“well, well.. well !”
enter aubrey.
“aubrey! why was basil locked in?” hero asks, perplexed.
“hm? well, he kept trying to leave! i couldnt let that happen, not when i was sharing my happiness with him.” aubrey frowns. “i thought he was my friend.”
basil looks terrified. “aubrey.. i am your friend.”
“hmhm, of course you are. friends dont leave each other behind, right omori?”
hero once again steps in. “aubrey, i think youre taking this too far. of course we want you to be happy, but kidnapping your friends isnt the way. this place is messing with your heads, so we should leave before it gets worse.”
but your path is blocked by kel in the doorway.
“that wont do.” aubrey hums behind you, brandishing her shiny pink bat. “no.. not at all. what do you think, kel ?”
“i think its rude to leave in the middle of a party. right, hero? you taught me that one!”
“kel..”
he then takes a bow as aubrey joins him. “so, friends, may we have this dance?”
“let us sweep the floor !”
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boss battle mechanics !
you can not change aubrey or kels emotions even at the start of the battle. the only ones who can change their emotions are each other, so the best strategy is to adapt with your own party’s emotion play
there are 4 phases to this battle. a neutral state, tier one emotion, tier two, and lastly tier three, much like most emotion based bosses. between each phases, aubrey will make kel happier, while kel makes aubrey angrier. they are not made to have the sad emotion, however,
if you end third phase with an attack from hero, kel will start fourth phase with a depressed emotion instead of manic, giving your team good advantage on winning since he relies on speed. aubrey will still be furious, but its still one enemy disadvantaged
once you defeat them they will go snork mimi in your arms and you must carry them out of the castle and back to mari.
“aww, i guess its past their royal nap time !”
#added choppy explanations under the cut i copy and pasted them from my twitter so pls excuse the writing. LMAO#i swear i write better than this im just laying down what the au is all about#also i didnt put it in there but when i said the castle was weirdly big inside like its trying to separate some ppl ? i was talking abt#kel and aubrey. i meant to show that the castle serves to give the prince and princess their biggest desires#like aubrey living in luxury and happiness in romantic pink while kel lives the fantasy of being the beloved golden child#but the thing is. those are kinda surface level wishes. or ones they Think wld make them happy#like aubrey and kel finding each other annoying. so its obvious for them to want to be away from each other right ?#and thats exactly what the castle acts upon. it gives them all those surface level wants#but despite being separated by space manipulation itself. kel and aubrey seem to Always find their way towards each other#which both will scoff and groan at. not realizing that their heart longs for the others presence !#something something your love for each other beats the labyrinth of psychological horror trying to keep u apart. and you Hate It#i think their dynamic is rly funny#omori kel#omori aubrey#omori hero#omori basil#omori (character)#kel omori#aubrey omori#hero omori#basil omori#omori#kelbrey#omori baseball bat#omori fanart#fanart#my art#omori sweetheart#kind of ?? the theme is based around her#ALSO I REDREW THE UI MYSELF BC I COULDNT FIND A HIGH QUALITY VERSION OF IT GRRR
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hellscap3 · 3 months
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I'll never forget my one teacher in college talking about how he worked on Deadly Premonition and how proud be was of it cause of the different ways they added 'psychological horror' elements. Meanwhile the games got scenes like this:
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I had never heard of the game n later was the GGs playthrough of it where I realized it was the most abstract nonsense of a game I had ever seen.
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Like. I heard about how great this game was as if it was this man's masterpiece on multiple occupations only to watch it and -- THIS IS THE GAME HE WAS ON ABOUT?? If they didn't have the same title and game company I would have thought he was talking about a different game. Literally.
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zilodak · 1 year
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I don't think Petscop is horror in a scary sense, it's horror in a "it fills you dread" kind of sense and honestly that's the approach I want to take with horror.
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astranauticus · 9 months
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not sure if this counts as an AU but.. thinking about the Per Aspera crew as horror game bosses like.. you are wandering through a forested mountain range and you know somethings wrong because the forest shouldn't be this eerily silent, this devoid of life, and then you hear the crash of falling trees and there is a hand that is half your size glowing golden in the night and it is grabbing you and its claws are digging into your flesh and you see the spines running down the golden arm that is far too long as it lifts you over a crater in mountain, over a coiled, serpentine thing with a visage that is not of this world, and if you look closely you can see the shape of a child curled at the centre of the thing, golden hair reflecting the glow of the creature and if you listen closely you can hear her sobbing, 'Don't hurt me, I don't want to do this'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see an ephemeral, resplendent spelljammer cutting through the starry waters and you rejoice because you have been lost on the seas for so so long, so you board the ship looking for help, supplies, anything, and you are greeted by a blue fire genasi (you wonder, do those even exist? but you can't get off the ship now because where else will you go?) and she tells you she is the captain of this ship but as far as you can tell there is no crew on board, and if she is not appearing right behind you from a trapdoor you've never noticed she is always in the engine room 'fixing the ship' even though the ship seems to be sailing perfectly fine ('Where are we going?' you ask her once and she doesn't even turn to look at you, 'Don't worry about it') and if you are ever so unlucky as to damage the ship in any way, you begin to catch flashes of red and orange out of the corner of your eye, a fire genasi wearing the woman's face who whispers at you with hollow, angry eyes 'Don't you fucking dare hurt my ship'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see a rotting, decaying spelljammer, so badly damaged it's barely moving although you have to wonder how it's even staying afloat at all, and out of some morbid curiosity you climb on board and the deck of the ship is in no better shape than the hull, the marks of hard-fought battle - scars in the wood from sharp blades and arcane energies, stains of blood and oil splattered about - still fresh but you know time doesn't pass on the astral sea so who knows how long ago this all took place, and as you climb below decks you start to notice the writings on the walls, pieces of parchment nailed to every surface and connected with fraying, rotting threads, or words etched directly into the wood, the deep gouges barely readable, and you start to hear the creaking and clanking of rusted machinery slowly moving about and you turn a corner to see a figure standing in a room facing the wall, slowly scratching yet more of that unintelligible writing into the bones of the ship, and it turns as the rusted dented mechanite stares at you with eyes ablaze and he asks 'Who are you? Where is my crew?' as sparks of arcane lightning begins to arc through the room. you are running through a feywild forest and you know, even without the figure chasing you, that you have made a horrible mistake, you should have known better, should have been more careful, should have kept your impulses in check, and now you are being chased through an unfamiliar forest and the figure, the Hunter pursuing you knows this realm like the back of his hand, knows every tree and shrub and vine that is slithering up to grasp at your ankles, and you glance back desperately to catch any glimpse of your pursuer but there is no pursuer, he has hidden himself with some arcane trick or some innate power or just the knowledge that this realm is his home, and you hear his voice even though you cannot see him as he cries out 'You should not have hurt my family. Prepare to face the Hunter of Hundkiln'
sorry no Vhas yet maybe I'll update with one for him once we get more of his whole deal
#rolling with difficulty#asto speaks#well i lied only kyana's and finbar's really work as video game bossfights#dani's is more... horror short story? vr-la's is horror comic#bc dani's much more psychological and the environmental storytelling of vr-la's one would be pretty interesting.. probably#in hindsight vr-la's reads like it could be a magnus archive entry LMAO#contrary to whatever you may think (especially if youre in the discord) i dont actually like most horror#like i've only listened to abt ~10 episodes of tma bc it started fucking up my sleep thats how much of a wuss i am#like i dont actually *enjoy* horror but idk i had so much fun writing this. for some reason#hell i dont even enjoy *writing* most of the time#all the others are kinda based on a specific scenario like kyana's is if she never left the cenobium and suvi snapped before she did#(if you've watched/read jjk0 video game bossfight suvi is very much just orimoto rika)#vr-la's and finbar's are pretty self evident#dani's is kinda.. inspired by alfonso of the stultifera navis making this my second rwd brainworm that's just an arknights reference#captains that are cursed to haunt their empty ships plagued with has beens and could have beens#(her one is the only one absolutely not meant to be read as literal btw its a very 'that house has been empty for 40 years' kinda vibe)#found it kinda funny that dani's and vrla's start in very similar ways bc they both kinda have that i am the ship and the ship is me thing#dani's vibe in this is just more illusions and delusions and vrla's is more decaying forgotten grief#a ghost of a mechanite haunting a corpse of a ship
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sotogalmo · 5 months
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Just thinking of CC and how FNAF4 is.
It's all psychological. Dreams, nightmares, Fredbear Plush talking.
Everything, almost everything about CC and FNAF4 is just how psychological kinda is with a child who has been psychological/emotionally abused by his brother, neglected by family, and hated/teased by everyone.
His, basically, only friend was his plushy: Fredbear. The one his father gave to him. His Father is his only friend.
But not at the same time. Father has caused his same damage as well. It's the same as Michael's, but not too much. So CC holds Father to a much better light then he does with Michael. Because at the very least Father apologizes to him, and gives him gifts. He did give him Fredbear, his most prized plushy.
God, if he were to ever be alive after the Bite of '83, he would most definitely have PTSD. No doubt about it. Even if the Bite of '83 never happened too. He would most definitely have to be in therapy for soso long. Until he gets at the very least normal
And honestly just to make it worse honestly. It's the 90s-80s. No one would ever want to see a grown man cry. It just doesn't suit them. 90s-80s and even now, is still very used to the fact that men don't cry. And when they suddenly do, they are treated like women in some cases.
I just know that CC was compared to a girl so much, that he started to believe he was a girl and all. And if he were to say that, people would call him weird. Worse then crybaby, or weird.
God, CC is not a mentally stable child. Not at all. I don't think it's so far-fetched to even say he's suicidal. Because if I were to ever be in his place, best believe that I definitely would be suicidal. He was psychological/emotionally abused by his brother, neglected by family, and hated/teased by everyone. Why wouldn't anyone be suicidal, from that? Hell, would anyone even be stable? I sure as well don't think anyone would be stable
CC is such a tragic character, and I think we need to explore that so much more
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kirbyliker12 · 8 months
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redraw from 4 years ago..sneef...and other witchs house things because i recently reread the 9 chapter manga and had the most agonizing experience (would def recommend) contentwarnings in tags....ehehe
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greensaplinggrace · 3 months
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just looked up horror playlists and got hit with a bunch of fucking pop songs. girl where's your sense of ambiance
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francy-sketches · 1 year
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I hateeee how asoiaf has just become the "incest books lol" to so many people. what a dumb and reductive way to look at a series that has so much more like. of all the things you could say are the central themes of asoiaf incest in not one of them lmao.(yes obviously it's present, but not nearly as much as people make it out to be) And this isn't about people who havent read it and are just judging from the outside bc who gives a shit about them. But I see this mostly from fans and its just??? what the fuck did you read/watch lmao. I mean even hotd which centers around thee incest family isnt about the incest and you'd have to have negative media literacy to think it is.
Also it's fucking insane how being uncomfortable with incest shipping gets you ridiculed in this fandom lmao. like I'm not here to be the morality police ship whatever the fuck you want idc. but dont be surprised when it makes people uncomfortable??? "ummm if you dont like incest why are you reading the incest books/watching the incest show??? weirdo" I dont fucking know man maybe all the other 348593 interesting things it's about. just a guess. And these are the same people who go on about "well just bc you write something fucked up doest mean you agree with it" which. yes! true!! then why do you uncritically endorse targ incest blood purity 😭 do you think maybe that's one of the things grrm wrote that he doesnt agree with? of course not, hotd is a cautionary tale about the dangers of not doing incest and what happens when you let your pure valyrian blood be contaminated by gross peasant genes from outside your family ^_^ obviously ^_^ and anyone who's not into your incest ships is a bigot <3 "but it's normal in their world!1!11!!!" no its not lol. and even if it was. marrying children is also normal in their world what's your point
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Game over, you lose!
Que sera, sera
(Bound, but the string wins.)
Marinette was a normal girl with a normal life.
Two bakers for parents, a job that she had followed them into instead of going to college. A coworker that was also her best friend. A ‘mild’ coffee addiction that had become so expensive that her parents had added coffee to the menu so they could use it as a business expense. Really, there were a million other girls like her in Paris.
Well, other than the fact that she had a soulmate.
She hadn’t found them yet, even at the ripe age of twenty-five, but she was willing to wait. Her parents were soulmates, and they were so happy that she knew it could only ever be worth it.
But, for now, she must wait.
Do her job, like the normal girl with a normal life that she was.
Like now. She stood behind the counter, giving the American tourists their weirdly early lunches. At least she was almost done with their lunch rush. Just a few customers more before she could switch with Adrien and let some of her frustration with rude customers out on some dough.
“Alright, I’m at the front, I need to order,” the last man in line said. “I’m just going to stick you into my pocket. Hold for a minute?”
Marinette’s eyes caught on the man’s when he shoved his phone into the breast pocket of his business suit, and for a moment she swore she knew him. She swore that he knew her. Because there was something there, a moment where they scrutinized each others’ faces, in that way you only do when you recognize someone but can’t quite place who they are or where you’d met. But how could they have met before? He was American, she was French. So, she looked away, down at the cash register.
“Can I take your order, sir?” she asked, putting a little bit of an extra accent into her English. She found that it often pleased Americans to have a sense of ‘authenticity’, and was happy for the extra tips.
She felt his gaze linger for just a moment longer before he looked away as well.
“Well, according to a random old guy on the street, this is the place to come for croissants and coffee,” he said, and she was surprised to find that he spoke perfect French. “So, I guess I have to try those.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You take the advice of random people on the street?”
He shrugged, a small smile on his face. “He was very convincing. And it’s not like I would know any better than the locals.”
“Mmm. Maybe I should send Adrien out to try and nab tourists, then,” she said, her eyes gleaming with mirth as she set his order on the counter. “Thanks for the business idea.”
He swiped his credit card without even waiting for her to tell him the price.
“It’s what I do,” he said, lifting the cup to his lips.
Her eyes widened, and she reached a hand out even if she knew she couldn’t reach him in time, trying to warn him that the coffee was still hot.
But she was too late, and the man was burned.
And so was she.
He gave a small hiss of pain. She mumbled a curse, her hand flying up to her mouth as something bitter and way too hot curled itself over her tongue.
Neither of them cared that much, though.
Because their eyes locked once again, and suddenly the familiarity from earlier made so much more sense. Of course they had felt that they had known each other despite never having met, they were soulmates. People always talked about how eyes were the windows to the soul, and theirs must have recognized each other.
Marinette slowly reached down and pinched herself.
She was awake. And, from the man’s slight wince, so was he.
Slowly, he lifted his phone back to his ear. “Actually… I think I’ll call you back.”
He set his phone down on the counter, and sent her a tiny, if awkward smile. “You know, when this day came, I always thought I’d be… smoother.”
She giggled. “If it makes you feel better, I had a whole speech prepared.”
“If you want to tell me when your break is, I’d love to hear it…” His eyes flicked down to her nametag. “Marinette.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
“Well…”
“Tim,” he offered.
“Well, Tim, I get off in about two hours, if you want to go get lunch with me. Though I’m not sure either of us will be able to taste it now that you’ve gone and burned us.”
He laughed, and she wanted nothing more than to make him laugh like that for the rest of time. Wanted to bottle the bright look in his eyes and the faint blush dusting his cheeks.
He leaned forward, his chin coming to rest in his hands, a smile on his face.
And, for just a moment, the world around her changed. It was still Tim, but he was younger now, probably just out of high school. It was still Tim, but now there was a mottled bruise forming on his jaw. It was still Tim, but his face is twisted with anger and there was very real hatred darkening his eyes.
But she blinked, and it was gone.
He smiled at her still, and she returned it, however hesitantly. She had never met Tim before, so her mind must have conjured up the image as a form of self-sabotage. Or something like that. She wasn’t exactly all that well-versed in psychology.
She didn’t have to be to know that the look on his face at that moment was nothing but kind and, possibly one day, loving.
“It’s a date, then.”
“Sounds like it is.”
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happystarzarchive · 11 months
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this happens to me much more than necessary
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