Lore:Samhain 2013

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Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see.

TRANSMIT - initiate Samhain signal - RECEIVE - initiate the wicked gourd cadence - OH, GREAT PUMPKIN, WHERE ARE YOU? - initiate urban mythos procedures - NINE, TEN... NEVER SLEEP AGAIN - initiate the Stingy Jack beacon - WITNESS - Samhain and the Tree House Horrors.

We relate to memes, sweetling. Living stories. Data with agency. Let us introduce these stories ten. They'll come knocking on your skull, these tales with teeth from the gourds that grin, saying, "Little pig, little pig, let us in!"

Entry 1
Savage Coast, (497,897): On the roof The Treehouse
Once upon a time, there was a groundskeeper. Ask him what's in his flask. So many windows to stare through at the Innsmouth Academy. "O, Donnie Bedloe, Donnie Bedloe, Donnie Bedloe..." Say it into the reflecting panes of glass. Those gormless, bovine-jelly eyes... Not quite looking. He's not quite looking at you right now. Entry 2
Savage Coast, (394,65): On the beach south of Masons Crescent, west of Worlds End
Once upon a time, there was a hermit. Knock upon the birch coffin: one-two-three. Did an echo knock back-back-back? In the night, if you think you hear a noise, and you call out to a loved one, and their voice answers back - "all is well" - and you still feel the disquiet, then listen. "All is well." Did you hear chewing? "All is well." Did you hear crunching? "All is well!" Did you hear grinding? Oh, sweetling, fly-fly-fly! Entry 3
Blue Mountain, (354,647): In the Authentic Wabanaki Village, in one of the eastern-most lodges
Once upon a time there was a bath tub. There was lipstick. There was a mirror. There were words. The red-stained ice cubes clinked. You know the story, or so you think. There are devils in the details. There are ghosts of guilt haunting the silence. Miss Chen, Miss Chen, O won't you confess? Entry 4
Blue Mountain Inside the Cellar (Instance) during the The Organ Smugglers mission
Once upon a time, there was an email. Is information distilling into a super-weird substance? Can it grow every time it transmits? Can data develop feelings? Can those feelings be hurt? Hell hath no furry than a meme scorned. That's silly! Right? From our personnel experience, sweetling, it is not. Entry 5
Blue Mountain, (82,605) In a circle of candles on the beach near Whale Watch
Once upon a time, there was a note, written on a page torn from the notebook in a dead man's pocket. Yo-ho. Yo-ho. Mister Hills, Mister Hills, O won't you confess? Wait! Who are you? Why are your innards so purple Entry 6
Kingsmouth, (375,744): Over the grave of Ellis Hill, on the west side of the Skateboard Park
Once upon a time, a story started with love. Then the black rider came. Love was covered over in pox and lumps and pustules. Good fortune is sometimes ugly. The dead do not take kindly when the living beg for beauty. Sometimes vanity smells like sizzling flesh. Entry 7
Blue Mountain, (887,561): Small island in Moon Bog
Once upon a time, there was Stingy Jack. Heaven and Hell barred their doors. Be careful how many lanterns you gather. Never know what you're guiding in out of the dark. The story, has three layers, to hear dearest Andy tell it. He'll leave out the bit about his urine-soaked pants. Surely, he will. Who is that selling pumpkins. Who dies? Who lives. You get what you give - you get what you give - you get what you give! Entry 8
Kingsmouth, (296,121): Part way up the trunk of the big tree in the center of Wispwood
Once upon a time, there was a diary. Opening a book is opening a door. Opening a book is making a promise. You should be weary of more than paper cuts. Eh, sweetling? Entry 9
Kingsmouth, (13,854): On the beach, southwest of Priest Island, at the base of the cliff
Once upon a time, there was a frustrated writer. Before him, there was a scared little boy. Both of them did a deal. Never mind the ritualistic particulars. They each agreed to write a story, and each received a head full of undead whales. Who's that peddling tentacular memes? His fingers bleed ink and his nails gleam. Entry 10
Savage Coast, Mancave (Instance) In the basement of the house used for Crime and Punishment and The Death of Dr. Armitage
Once upon a time there was a hiker. 3 am pavement is a kind of purgatory. White lines blur by like souls screaming silently to perdition. O, Chloe Mercer, Chloe Mercer, Chloe Mercer. To die will be an awfully big adventure.

Everyone is a story, sweetling. The question is, who is reading you?

Entry 11
Blue Mountain, (374,938): In the water next to a partially submerged car


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  • Entry 1 - Samhain is one of the 4 major Gaelic seasonal festivals (and also celebrated by neopagans and wiccans) along with Imbolc, Beltane, and Lughnasadh. Samhain is celebrated from sunset on 31 October to sunset on 1 November. As a seasonal festival it represents the changing of the seasons from Fall to Winter. As a religious sabbat it also represents the time when the veil between this world and the afterlife is at its thinnest point of the whole year.
  • Entry 1 - Stingy Jack is an Irish folklore

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