█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 21/05/2026⠀ 【 Ink coalesces on pages, spelling out a query: 】 “ ᵈᵉᵖᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵒⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ? ” ⠀ 000
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 21/05/2026⠀ 【 And yet the winds do whisper, as if carrying a message from mouth to ear. 】 【 Nothing concrete. No intelligible meaning. They may not even be there at all, merely a product of paranoia... 】 【 Yet the dim yellow glow ahead would suggest otherwise. 】 ⠀ 000
Reposted by █████"𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅..." @carolineb.worm.skin · 08/05/2026EVERYONE🧑🏽👨🏻🦰👨🏻🦳👴🏻👨🏿🦱GET IN THE CAR👉🚗WE'RE LEAVING🏃🏻♂️THIS👇TOWN🏙NOW‼️WHAT THE⁉️NO🚫AHH😨😰THIS👇ISN'T A CAR🚗🚫IMPOSIBLE😱NOOO😟😣OHH HERMIT PURPLE🧶💜 042
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 06/05/2026⠀ 【 That it is. The feeling of being watched never quite leaves. 】 ⠀ 010
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 04/05/2026⠀ 【 In all truth, it may as well be. The bodies that have fallen in the wake of either ancient horror are countless, undoubtedly — combined, the number would be beyond horrifying. 】 “ ˢᵘᶜʰ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱᵍʰᵉʳ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍˢ. ” 【 Page space has run out. 】 ⠀ 110
Reposted by █████《𓏏𓉔𓅂 𓄿𓃀𓇌𓋴𓋴》 @the-oldest-fear.bsky.social · 19/03/2026sᴇᴇ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪʟ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪʟ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ʜᴇᴀʀ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪʟ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴅᴏ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪʟ. | #CSMRP | #RPSKY | #MVRP 17372
Reposted by █████《𓈖𓅂𓇋𓏏𓉔》 @the-abyssal-fiend.bsky.social · 17/02/2026ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ. ʙʟᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ. | #CSMRP | #RPSKY | #MVRP 1151149
Reposted by █████𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍! @cosmos-fiend.bsky.social · 15/11/2025“𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍” #CSMRP #ChainsawManRP #MVRP #AnimeRP 12122
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 04/05/2026⠀ 【 Pages shuffle as if blown by the wind, only settling when empty page space is visible. New words are scrawled in fresh ink by an invisible pen.】 “ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ⁱˢ ᵒᵘᵗˢⁱᵈᵉ ᶜᵃʳᶜᵒˢᵃ'ˢ ʳᵉᵃᶜʰ. ᵃˡˡ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ᵏⁱⁿᵍᵈᵒᵐ. ” ⠀ 010
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 04/05/2026⠀ 【 Spilled blood congeals and dries on soaked pages, creating a new message. 】 “ ᴼⁿˡʸ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ. ” ⠀ 010
Reposted by ██████████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 09/04/2026⠀ 【 And thus did the winds whisper: 】 ⠀“ 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵.ᐣ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯.ᐣ ” 【 and, lo, it was there: painted upon a wall in an allyeway, in gleaming yellow amongst the filth. 】 【 it was a terrible thing to behold. 】 ⠀ 001
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 28/04/2026rain i would not ask this guy a DAMN thing i wanna keep my sanity thank you very much 100
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 23/04/2026⠀ 【 Smoldering manuscripts in a heap spew black smoke into the sky. The remnants of the great work bearing his name are turned to ash, and the words - those wretched words - are sent beyond the Heavens to disappate and disappear, such that they may never be read again. 】 ⠀ 020
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 09/04/2026⠀ 【 Upon yellowed pages, words transcribe themselves; 】 𝑨 𝑺𝑼𝑫𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑿 𝑶𝑭 𝑯𝑬𝑫𝑮𝑬𝑯𝑶𝑮𝑺. ⠀ 040
Reposted by █████IƬ'Ƨ ӨПᄂY MΣ YӨЦ'ᄂᄂ ЯΣᄃӨGПIZΣ @cieridiaboli.bsky.social · 09/04/2026NO MATTER WHAT... #EXERP | #HorrorRP | #MVRP | #SonicRP 13231
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 09/04/2026⠀ 【 And thus did the winds whisper: 】 ⠀“ 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵.ᐣ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯.ᐣ ” 【 and, lo, it was there: painted upon a wall in an allyeway, in gleaming yellow amongst the filth. 】 【 it was a terrible thing to behold. 】 ⠀ 001
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 08/04/2026⠀ 【 A gate has opened. 】 【 A small, ripped piece of paper with the Yellow Sign carefully drawn upon its surface floats out of it. 】 ⠀ 000
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 03/04/2026⠀ 【 There's a manuscript here. 】 【 Frantically scrawled upon aged, yellowed paper. 】 【 Strange symbols and splotches of what looks like ink dot the margins. 】 【 It speaks of a pallid mask and a strange land where black stars hang in the sky. 】 【 It feels strange to look at. 】 ⠀ 010
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 02/04/2026rain oh btw despite the date this is NOT!!! a joke muse i am bringing horrors. 000
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█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 01/04/2026⠀ 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒚𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑫𝒊𝒎 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒂. 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍, 𝒎𝒚 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅; 𝑫𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖, 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒂. ⠀ 12726
█████ @strangecarcosa.bsky.social · 01/04/2026rain flip soon into someone from a land with strange skies 000