Hypnopics Collective

The green haired woman lounged back on one of the seats in the boat. Reaching down to straighten out the black and purple dress, and then adjust the little hat clipped onto her hair. She'd made sure to dress up particularly witchy, to appease any and all other witches. For that was what she totally was. Sneezing slightly in the cold sea air, and feeling her wings lightly shudder. A couple of yellow and black feathers moving out of place, which she reached out to straighten back into place. Grumbling under her breath. Really, what was the point of being a witch (with wings no less) if she couldn't fly anywhere? No where in Auralis had sold a broom. And despite her best efforts. And the oars in the ferry stubbornly refused to listen to her commands. What was she doing wrong there? To make things worse, the taxi ride to get to the ferry had been long, cramped and expensive, but somehow proportional to the amount of wealth you had easily accessible at the time... Well whatever. It was done now. And she still had her floating pumpkin familiar. Which meant she still had snacks. And the ferry was paid for, and taking the long scenic route. Through a forest that... really seemed to be existing despite the obvious circumstances. The sights of so many trees reassured her greatly, even if the boat was rocking in the waves with far too much turbulence. It also served as a fine distraction, and without realising it she found herself back on land again. Taking the map out, that she'd also stashed away in her pumpkin, and taking the opportunity to move under her own power for a change. Stretching her legs out as she disappeared along the trail. Into yet another spooky forest. Truly spoiling her with walks in the wood at this point.

With nothing else of note whilst en route to the house. She shortly found herself in front of a large set of doors. The size of them only beaten by the large feeling of dread that oozed out from behind them. Which was completely undone, by the novelty doorbell. The witch, for again that was what she totally was, reached out and pressed it sharply. Listening to the little jingle, which was promptly accompanied by a more percussive beat of feet. She smiled, and looked suitably frightened by the woman who had invited them all here. The dommey mommy... cute... terrifying mummy. She reached out, taking the cold hand, gripping back just as lightly and moving into the house proper. "Thank you, sorry about my timing. I wasn't expected to take so long to get here. But a witch... precisely when she means to... and so on." She waved her hand dismissively, before offering the mummy a pick from the floating pumpkin candy bowl that was hovering just behind her. Making her way over to the odd set of offerings left out on tables. Somehow, entire planets had been collected, and condensed down into little prisons of plastic and aluminium.

As she did so, she met another woman, who was already perusing the offerings. And with a shake of her wings, she offered a greeting to her as well.

It was a dark and stormy night. And it was raining. Our guests arrived at the abandoned spooky mansion on the hill by a cliff by the seaside on a lone peninsula on an island off the coast of Auralis City at around 1:30 PM, per the invitation. It was a lovely early October afternoon, and the sun was high in the sky with no clouds in sight. A perfect time to host a Halloween party for friends, enemies, and everyone in between! A perfect time… for a murder. Of the mind. For there was no actual murder committed during the Halloween Party at the famed Halloween Manor on the hill by a cliff by the seaside on a lone peninsula on an island off the coast of Auralis City. Not in the literal meaning of the word, at least. For the Manor was a place of a devilish conspiracy hatched by the most Machiavellian schemers to bring four to six guests under their influence through the power of insidious mind control! What happened on that day was a mystery until now…

You took a taxi ride first. It was necessary to get to the Auralis City Port first, after all, to find a ferry to the island. The taxi driver took you on a meandering route through the terrifyingly spooky forest of Auralis City, racking up your bill to astronomical proportions and leaving you virtually penniless by the time you arrived at the edge of dark, cold, calm sea. The ferry – a dinghy, really – was easy to find and the passage to the island was already paid by the mysterious host, Vee, which enabled you to board and set for the island immediately. It was a long sail across the waves, for the ferryman took you on a long and meandering route through the terrifyingly spooky sea forest that, by all conventions, had no right to exist at all, much less even be there. You arrived at the island in a daze for your mind reeled from the eldritch mystery of the sea forest. By the time you stepped onto the dock, the boat was nowhere to be seen and you were left alone at the shore of the island off the coast of Auralis City.

With no other choice, you followed the host’s map that she gave you prior to your arrival and set off in the search of the house on the hill by the cliff by the seaside on a lone peninsula on an island off the coast of Auralis City, completely unaware that the ferryman had just finished docking his boat on the pier around the corner and conspired to retrieve an accursed automobile meant to drive you to the house  before they realized that you disappeared without a trace!

The walk, like everything else on your journey thus far, was long and fraught with perils. As you walked up the meandering beaten dirt path through the terrifyingly spooky island forest of the island off the coast of Auralis City, you saw the glimpse of the house on the hill by a cliff by the seaside on a lone peninsula on an island off the coast of Auralis City up ahead. A thunder cracked violently as you neared the entrance. You could hear the waves lapping against the rock, the wind howling around your face, your heart beating inside your chest, and a party music coming from the inside. With an overwhelming sense of dread looming over you, you reached for the novelty doorbell shaped like a doorknob resembling a dog holding a bone. Ring-a-ding-ding! The bell went twice and the sound of footsteps could be heard shambling towards the black oaken doors. The doorknob turned slowly, and the doors opened with a creak resembling the sound of a dying gull. The creature on the other side wasn’t a thing from this world. Its skin was pale and smooth, its hair was brown and went down it its waist, its purple eyes seemed to shine as they gazed through you. For what opened the door wasn’t a human woman. Nah, it was a monster. A thing straight out of legends.


A mummy. A terrifying mummy was standing in the doorway. Its wrappings being the only things holding its shambling humanoid shape together. The thing from not of this world looked at you and its lips curled up to form a toothy grin showcasing a set of healthy, straight teeth. A sound came from its vile throat resembling human speech but with a tinge of hoarseness.

”Hi!” The creature greeted you in a matter peculiar only to whatever queer plane of existence it originated from. The blood-chilling mummy extended its hand in the form of a greeting. Its hand was as cold as a human palm offered in a gesture of friendship and its grip was only as delicate as its pale, skinny fingers allowed. As the creatures willed one of its limbs to move back to invite you in, it gestured to you to come inside the manor. Then, as you stood on the precipice of destiny with the horrors of the mansion in front of you and the mundane affairs of the real world behind your back, the creature declared its invitation. ”Come inside! The others are already here!” The mummy announced, its intents dubious. As you peered over the mummy’s short stature, you would see a bowl made of clear glass filled with rectangular clumps resembling amalgams of cocoa, milk, and sugar wrapped in papers in the shades of the colors that were not of this world. With markings on them representing the words that were familiar to you, such as Snickers and Mars, but remained meaningless as you tried to wrack your brain around the context. From the living room came a smell that could only be described as cooked cured pork carcass shaped into small cylindrical objects and sliced into small pieces that were then arranged into thoughtless patterns upon the bed of mozzarella, dough, and unidentified red substance that was neither liquid nor solid but somehow both at the same time…   

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Hypme

I'm having the same problem, not being able to get into the archive gallery

Been seeing Error 504's while trying to load the site.
Figured this issue was known since it's been a few days, but I don't see any word about it.
Hoping it gets resolved quickly.