Cthulhu Mythos

[close] Arkham, Massachusetts. Founded in 1666 by Roger Phelps and William Derleth just north of Boston on the shore of the Miskatonic River, from which the local University got its name, Arkham has always been the center of strange and unusual happenings. The name itself comes from the local native dialect denoting the negative spiritual activity which haunts the Western Hills. Cults litter the town's pasts, along with the mysterious disappearance of the Native America tribe - dubbed the Miskatonics - whose origin is unknown, give the town an eerie and uncanny air to it. Stranger still, once one enters Arkahm city limits, one almost never seems to be able to leave. There is always something keeping them here. In truth, demons, children of the Great Old Ones from beyond the stars, have always made this town their home. They have lied in wait for the return of their overlords, and they will not have to wait much longer, for soon, the stars will be right. Yog-Sothoth have mercy on us all!

[close] A Creepypasta/SCP/HP Lovecraft RP

[close] ❝Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ɪᴛ? Tʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ? Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛ? Tʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴀ ɢʜᴏsᴛʟʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ? Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ? Aᴘᴘᴀʀɪᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ?❞ There are five towns: Black Ridge, West Point, Old Dunwich, New Queenstown, and Fallen Heights. In these towns Paranoia and Fear are like drugs, not sold in alley ways or in deals made in the shadows. They are spread though emails and texts. By the light of a moon and around campfires, they are shared. What the residence of the Baskerville county of Massachusetts do not know is that these terrors they tell each other to get off on the chill....do exist. Speak of the Devil, and He shall appear; speak of evils and horrors unknown and they come knocking at your front door. Warning: This is an Advanced RP meaning you must post more than just a simple sentence or two, and it will contain violence, blood, gore, sexual themes, innuendo, mature elements and language. Recommended for ages 16+ though anyone is allowed to join; just know that you have been warned.

[close] The Prophet had died, before finishing one final story. Unlike his other works, this one, this one would had held the truth, the full truth, the Fate of Man, of Earth, the Future. Such a shame it was left unfinished. It would have told them what do do when the Old Ones came, they all just hid and ran, and now....the Gods take back the Earth. He awakes from His sleeping temple in the sea, She returns with Her thousand young, He crawls over the ground once more, They have come back, and are here to stay. May Yog-Sothoth have mercy upon us.