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tonberrykinWHO: Ghilley Adair, the Seers, and you!
WHERE: Gemini
WHEN: after the Hororrs (Bloody) and the Horrors (Eerie), towards the mid-end of the month.
WHAT: it's prophecy time, boys and ghouls. boils and ghouls and thaumaturgical tools? equal opportunity spookiness for all.
WARNINGS: n/a. the song's going in your brain forever tho.
video; un; DOINK!!!
[ when Ghilley props his phone up and turns his camera on, he looks wild. from the foundation that's ten shades too light on him to the mass of thick-stitched black scars to the inexplicably red hair that clashes with his multicolored striped shirt and overalls combo--modern folks might recognize a certain Terrible Little Doll Man as he dabs red pigment into the scar appliques. ]
Did you know haunted houses love short dudes with annoying voices? I always make a killing this time of year--financially speaking, of course. Anything else you wanna ask me about will need my lawyer present. Caleb is my lawyer, by the way. He definitely has a law degree and won't just hit you with a baseball bat while we drive off in his Prius.
I think he has a Prius now, I don't know cars.
[ he's pulling out a black eyeliner pencil and starting around his eyes, wiggling his mouth this way and that to test his face. ]
But nevermind that--so anyway! Greetings loved ones, let's take a journey, because the legally distinct WhatsApp group I'm affectionately calling the SeerChat, trademark pending do not steal, is popping the hell off and while I'm not usually a doom-and-gloom kind of guy... I do like to give people the option of being aware? Aware feels good?
So, here's the deets as to what the Forces From Beyond the Veil are showing off. I even printed some of the pictures at the library--don't say I never got you nothing. [ point at the phone, set the makeup pencil down, and sit up a little as he fusses with stuff on his desk. then he's focusing again. ]
And real talk, Iiii do not know everyone's name in the SeerChat, my apologies, but I'll do my best so you can ask clarifying questions with the appropriate prognosticator. Thus, presented in what I think is Least Worrying Order to Very Worrying Order, we have:
From our Astrology girlie corner, we have a tarot card! The World, reversed, usually means that there's "a lack of success, stagnation, lack of achievement, disappointment, burden, lack of completion". [ a pause. ] So shout out to my parents for psychically participating in the Tribulations, good to see you guys again, I can't do lunch anytime soon.
The Other Cute Pink-haired Person posted a picture of her moodboard and when I asked her if she had maybe sent us a copy of her #Disneybound inspo board she made a frowny-face at me and said she didn't know why Trance Her was so fixated on mouse stickers and weird circles. [ He holds up a picture to the camera, doing the beauty guru thing of holding his hand up to help the phone focus as a collage of pictures absolutely lousy with a certain three-circle mark artfully hidden in each panel. ] It looks like a Michael J. Mouse situation to me, but I'm not trying to get my lawyer working overtime. He's hell on the billable hours.
In the same vein as the Mouse, the entity who kinda looks like one of the vtubers I fall asleep to said that 'the Wind gave them an image of a clock striking Midnight and it looked a lot like the one at Cinderella's Castle at Disney World' so like. If we have to invade Disney World, it's morally correct to steal as many churros as possible if they've gone evil, right? More evil. I wish I got the fun potentially vacation-oriented visions.
Our musical diva extraordinaire couldn't quite place the song that she's been hearing, but she says it's giving early 2000s pop song about things being simple and clean--with a huge undercurrent of the singer being deeply insecure about their relationship. Presumably because it's about meeting your partners' parents? And potentially Jesus? I too, cower in the face of Greater Adults and also the Lord, so I feel you, song I couldn't pick out of a lineup.
Grandma knit a key. [ sometimes, you say things, you pause, you stare at them, and then you hold up a picture of said thing. ] It's a big-ass key--like she's gonna be mayor of the city of Fibercraft Giants. Or she's going to beat the city of Fibercraft Giants to a squishy, bluntforce death. Take the strawberry candy. Save yourselves.
The guy who looks like he escaped the lab they grow K-pop boys in spoke to me in his elite gamer words and said that his UI had this sort of 'swirling Shadow and Light thing going on, like they were trying to fight for supremacy or figure out how to combine until they were completely intertwined.' That feels symbolic. I hate it when things get symbolic. It never ends well. Something always ends up dead in a pool, or with too many eyes...
Anyhoo--moving on to things that are Slightly More Concerning--the guy who I Know Told Me His Name But I Seriously Can't Remember It Because I've Filed Him as Big Horny Twink In My Brain--has also given me a picture which is like, seriously A-plus quality? Dude should go professional. He described the contents of his vision as 'himself, depicted on a round platform made of stained glass, surrounded by symbols of familiar, dear things. [ another picture, this time of Takame Kesi presented in splendid Kitagawa-quality rendering. ]
The Hat Man apparently saw the Crystal Tower in his tea leaves. [ a grimace. then regret because Ghilley needs to fix a cheek scar. ] Love that for us. Love when that goddamn tower shows up places, like that's not an omen of Stuff Going Awry. Speaking of ominous and straight to the point things, the Last Dude Who Smokes Cigarettes Outside of a Seventies Movie saw and doodled what he described as a Big Damn Tree. There are way too many branches and roots on this Big Damn Tree, but here you have it.
[ and for anyone familiar, that's absolutely Yggdrasil but drawn by someone with a loose relationship with straight lines. ]
As for me, the ghost in my teeth at least gave me something actually concerning this time? Instead of, y'know. Evil Fish. Evil Building. It pinged on these... shadow creatures? Like, they kind of looked like stuff--like, y'know, a person but with weird not-formed limbs, or a weird scrunched up insect baby, or a fucked-up car--but they were shiny, oily black with these piercing yellow eyes. Tiny eyes. Hungry eyes. Private eyes, they're watching you-- [ time for a small musical interlude as Ghilley shuffles through the other stuff on whatever's serving as a desk. ]
And last but certainly not least concerning, somebody's rad 50 year old uncle who has multiple skeleton t-shirts showed up fresh from the Ren Faire describing the sky, "rent asunder like it had been assaulted by some great beast, veins of light webbed across it like cracks in lake ice." So that. Feels great. I'm not uneasy.
And that's that, I guess. Now if you excuse me, I'm gonna go chase teenagers and drunk college guys with knives. I get a bonus if people try to fistfight me!
[ have a happy Chucky wave, and then off the camera goes. have fun chewing on that, Kaisou. ]
WHERE: Gemini
WHEN: after the Hororrs (Bloody) and the Horrors (Eerie), towards the mid-end of the month.
WHAT: it's prophecy time, boys and ghouls. boils and ghouls and thaumaturgical tools? equal opportunity spookiness for all.
WARNINGS: n/a. the song's going in your brain forever tho.
video; un; DOINK!!!
[ when Ghilley props his phone up and turns his camera on, he looks wild. from the foundation that's ten shades too light on him to the mass of thick-stitched black scars to the inexplicably red hair that clashes with his multicolored striped shirt and overalls combo--modern folks might recognize a certain Terrible Little Doll Man as he dabs red pigment into the scar appliques. ]
Did you know haunted houses love short dudes with annoying voices? I always make a killing this time of year--financially speaking, of course. Anything else you wanna ask me about will need my lawyer present. Caleb is my lawyer, by the way. He definitely has a law degree and won't just hit you with a baseball bat while we drive off in his Prius.
I think he has a Prius now, I don't know cars.
[ he's pulling out a black eyeliner pencil and starting around his eyes, wiggling his mouth this way and that to test his face. ]
But nevermind that--so anyway! Greetings loved ones, let's take a journey, because the legally distinct WhatsApp group I'm affectionately calling the SeerChat, trademark pending do not steal, is popping the hell off and while I'm not usually a doom-and-gloom kind of guy... I do like to give people the option of being aware? Aware feels good?
So, here's the deets as to what the Forces From Beyond the Veil are showing off. I even printed some of the pictures at the library--don't say I never got you nothing. [ point at the phone, set the makeup pencil down, and sit up a little as he fusses with stuff on his desk. then he's focusing again. ]
And real talk, Iiii do not know everyone's name in the SeerChat, my apologies, but I'll do my best so you can ask clarifying questions with the appropriate prognosticator. Thus, presented in what I think is Least Worrying Order to Very Worrying Order, we have:
From our Astrology girlie corner, we have a tarot card! The World, reversed, usually means that there's "a lack of success, stagnation, lack of achievement, disappointment, burden, lack of completion". [ a pause. ] So shout out to my parents for psychically participating in the Tribulations, good to see you guys again, I can't do lunch anytime soon.
The Other Cute Pink-haired Person posted a picture of her moodboard and when I asked her if she had maybe sent us a copy of her #Disneybound inspo board she made a frowny-face at me and said she didn't know why Trance Her was so fixated on mouse stickers and weird circles. [ He holds up a picture to the camera, doing the beauty guru thing of holding his hand up to help the phone focus as a collage of pictures absolutely lousy with a certain three-circle mark artfully hidden in each panel. ] It looks like a Michael J. Mouse situation to me, but I'm not trying to get my lawyer working overtime. He's hell on the billable hours.
In the same vein as the Mouse, the entity who kinda looks like one of the vtubers I fall asleep to said that 'the Wind gave them an image of a clock striking Midnight and it looked a lot like the one at Cinderella's Castle at Disney World' so like. If we have to invade Disney World, it's morally correct to steal as many churros as possible if they've gone evil, right? More evil. I wish I got the fun potentially vacation-oriented visions.
Our musical diva extraordinaire couldn't quite place the song that she's been hearing, but she says it's giving early 2000s pop song about things being simple and clean--with a huge undercurrent of the singer being deeply insecure about their relationship. Presumably because it's about meeting your partners' parents? And potentially Jesus? I too, cower in the face of Greater Adults and also the Lord, so I feel you, song I couldn't pick out of a lineup.
Grandma knit a key. [ sometimes, you say things, you pause, you stare at them, and then you hold up a picture of said thing. ] It's a big-ass key--like she's gonna be mayor of the city of Fibercraft Giants. Or she's going to beat the city of Fibercraft Giants to a squishy, bluntforce death. Take the strawberry candy. Save yourselves.
The guy who looks like he escaped the lab they grow K-pop boys in spoke to me in his elite gamer words and said that his UI had this sort of 'swirling Shadow and Light thing going on, like they were trying to fight for supremacy or figure out how to combine until they were completely intertwined.' That feels symbolic. I hate it when things get symbolic. It never ends well. Something always ends up dead in a pool, or with too many eyes...
Anyhoo--moving on to things that are Slightly More Concerning--the guy who I Know Told Me His Name But I Seriously Can't Remember It Because I've Filed Him as Big Horny Twink In My Brain--has also given me a picture which is like, seriously A-plus quality? Dude should go professional. He described the contents of his vision as 'himself, depicted on a round platform made of stained glass, surrounded by symbols of familiar, dear things. [ another picture, this time of Takame Kesi presented in splendid Kitagawa-quality rendering. ]
The Hat Man apparently saw the Crystal Tower in his tea leaves. [ a grimace. then regret because Ghilley needs to fix a cheek scar. ] Love that for us. Love when that goddamn tower shows up places, like that's not an omen of Stuff Going Awry. Speaking of ominous and straight to the point things, the Last Dude Who Smokes Cigarettes Outside of a Seventies Movie saw and doodled what he described as a Big Damn Tree. There are way too many branches and roots on this Big Damn Tree, but here you have it.
[ and for anyone familiar, that's absolutely Yggdrasil but drawn by someone with a loose relationship with straight lines. ]
As for me, the ghost in my teeth at least gave me something actually concerning this time? Instead of, y'know. Evil Fish. Evil Building. It pinged on these... shadow creatures? Like, they kind of looked like stuff--like, y'know, a person but with weird not-formed limbs, or a weird scrunched up insect baby, or a fucked-up car--but they were shiny, oily black with these piercing yellow eyes. Tiny eyes. Hungry eyes. Private eyes, they're watching you-- [ time for a small musical interlude as Ghilley shuffles through the other stuff on whatever's serving as a desk. ]
And last but certainly not least concerning, somebody's rad 50 year old uncle who has multiple skeleton t-shirts showed up fresh from the Ren Faire describing the sky, "rent asunder like it had been assaulted by some great beast, veins of light webbed across it like cracks in lake ice." So that. Feels great. I'm not uneasy.
And that's that, I guess. Now if you excuse me, I'm gonna go chase teenagers and drunk college guys with knives. I get a bonus if people try to fistfight me!
[ have a happy Chucky wave, and then off the camera goes. have fun chewing on that, Kaisou. ]
