#horror365 — Public Fediverse posts
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A few years ago, someone was handling a #Horror prompt writing game called #Horror365 That person would send out a prompt once a week and people would write some short stories based on the prompt. They left Mastodon in 2023 and I haven’t seen anything like it since. Anyone know of someone doing this type of game? I really enjoyed it and am proud of some of the stories I wrote and wouldn’t mind getting involved with something similar
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The Esoterium is a significant organization, constituted of smaller, loosely connected clandestine entities. These diverse occult groups elected to unite to curb the influence and devastation wrought by the various Walks of Darkness and their affiliated malevolent organizations. However, the distinct cabals that form the Esoterium, while sharing common objectives, are predominantly autonomous. Each is governed by its own Esotarch (the head of a given esotary) and harbors its own secretive agendas. Consequently, the Esoterium might appeaudioar as a stable consolidation of like-minded factions, but in actuality, these alliances are frequently fragile, with each cabal pursuing their individual objectives. Despite this, the Esoterium has proven efficient in halting the spread of dark forces influencing the world. Some of the groups in the Esoterium include 9th House, the Consortium of Doors, the Keepers of a Thousand Secrets, the Sinastradi, and many others.
#horror #HorrorFam #horror365 #HorrorCommunity #audiodrama #AudioFiction #Audiobook #podcasts #HorrorPodcasts #darkfantasy #scifi #darkscifi #Lovecraft #lovecraftian #cthulhu #cthulhumythos #creepy #creepypasta #stephenking
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The Holy City of Ming was a joint effort to exemplify the unity born from the new trade alliance and cultural blending of India and China, a state of affairs that developed as a natural outgrowth of mutual need after the Great Darkness of 1999. This city served as a cultural bridge between the two nations, birthing new industries and neo-cultures born from the intersection of both county's traditions and norms. For a while, the city flourished, becoming a mecca, of sorts, for those seeking new philosophical and religious landscapes, as well as new business ventures about proprietary tech that was coming out of the city. However, this alliance eventually broke down for geopolitical reasons, making the metropolis a battleground for competing nationalists.
#horror #HorrorCommunity #horror365 #horrorfam #audiodrama #AudioFiction #darkfantasy #fantasy #scifi #writer #reader #Comics #stories #horrorpodcast
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Located in the rural village of Huckamore, England is the Obscurrum known as the "HornHouse Zoo." The place can be found by traveling a winding path through the nearby woods, which leads to various "exhibits" of extraordinary size. Some of the cages are seven to eight stories high and twice as wide. Moreover, giant claw and teeth marks have been found on the stone walls of some exhibits, along with large feeding pits filled with human, and inhuman, remains. Some believe that giant beasts or monsters were housed there for viewing during the Great Darkness of 1999. Skeptics, however, see it as just another symptom of the madness humanity suffered due to a unique solar event that caused them to lose both their minds and memory.
#horror #HorrorFam #HorrorCommunity #horror365 #audiodrama #AudioFiction #darkfantasy #fantasy #scifi #writing #comics #reader #fiction #darkart #midjourney
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Baal, the Horned King (from the Damnation Machine series on the Maeltopia podcast). Art by Mark Anzalone.
#horror #HorrorCommunity #horror365 #HorrorFam #audiodrama #audiofiction #darkart #darkfantasy #fantasy #scifi #writer #writing #Comics #podcasts #horrorpodcasts #fiction
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The City of Nighthead is home to many urban legends and myths. One of these urban legends concerns a creature called "Deadbag." The tale comes from the fact that, after the Great Darkness of 1999, there were so many bodies that survivors didn't know where to store them all. As a result, corpses were thrown into large alleyways to clear the streets. Some believe the spirits of those left to waste consolidated into the entity known as Deadbag - a large centipede-like creature comprised of hundreds of body bags, moving about by arms and legs that have managed to slip the confines of their prison. It is said to wander the back lanes and forgotten slums of Nighthead, capturing wayward drunkards and vagabonds, adding them to its bulk.
#horror #HorrorFam #horror365 #HorrorCommunity #audiodrama #AudioFiction #darkfantasy #fantasy #scifi #writer #Comics #darkart #midjourney #gothic #readers
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The "Doomstriss" is an urban legend about a mysterious and beautiful raven-haired woman who visits clubs and taverns worldwide. However, her goal is not to socialize but to take the stage and sing before the audience. Her songs are said to start well enough - beautiful and serene. However, as the song progresses, the audience is met with a different melody. Those who claim to have heard her perform say her music is the sound of worlds ending, apocalyptic symphonies that cause the crowds to scream in horror. They say it is the discordant song of the end of all things, the death of God and all his creations. Witnesses also claim she transforms into a dark creature, a thing serenading the world with hymns of doom. It is said those who hear her dreadful music hear it for the rest of their lives, the tunes of Armageddon forever playing in their heads.
#horror #HorrorFam #horror365 #audiodrama #AudioFiction #darkfiction #darkfantasy #fantasy #scifi #writer #stories #darkart #readers
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The frightful mess
Buried in the basement
My last husband#575Prompt @aethelshane #buried
#MastoPrompt #frightful
#Horror365
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The Story is NOT Cursed
In case you have heard the rumors, the story is not cursed. We had to pause production because a cast member had an ACCIDENT.
Wild Geese: I swear it was a yuurei (ghost) that pushed me.
Someone had a little too much dandelion wine. I repeat, we are not cursed!
Hay, watch out with that crane! You’ll hurt someon…
(21/?)
🐇#GochiUsa
☕️#ご注文はうさぎですか
🐰#IsTheOrderARabbit
#WildGeese #ワイルドギース
#PlushiesOfMastodon #Plushies #Plushie #Nesoberi #Cute #Kawaii #Otaku #Yuri #Fandom #FlashFiction #MicroFiction #PlushiePhotography #horror365 -
A #horror365 Prompt: #hunted
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Dr Fielding was elated. He skipped through the verdant glade, dreamily admiring the strange exotic #birdcall. Finally! A lost world, window to the past, frozen over three score million years ago.
Rustling from a nearby bush stopped his folly. And he stopped to admire the darling bird making the noise. A claw emerged. Then a leg. Then the face. Feathers were all over it, and it trilled darkly. It looks at it's strange prey. Birds were much larger back then.
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CW: #Horror365 !!!
The abandoned mausoleum called to them.
A call that could not go unanswered.
They neither knew, nor cared why the building had been sealed.Breaking in wasn't easy.
The dust sparkling in the Sun's rays inhaled without notice, until the spores lodged in the lungs, hatched and became a psychotropic #fungus that nullified their critical censor.
That was when they came to understand why the building had been sealed with all residents still inside.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #fungus
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A #horror365 Prompt: #thicket
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CW: Horror writing
They march in a solemn parade, lines of blank-faced men and women trudging to some far-off place.
When they pass, a #trail of glimmering ashes follows in their wake. The swaths they cut through the fields can be seen for miles and miles like a bright wound in the night.
No hill or river sways their course. No town or farmstead stands at sunrise.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #trail
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A #horror365 Prompt: #birdsong
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A #horror365 Prompt: #moss
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A #horror365 Prompt: #verdant
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This week's theme is "Dark Forest"
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A #horror365 Prompt: #whirlpool
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A #horror365 Prompt: #emerged
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Sailors travelling the briny deep,
Would do well to mind their tipple,
And stick to quarters for their sleep,
Or vanish into a #ripple.Sweet maidens bob their kelpy head,
Sing sweetly beside the ship.
A maw drags them down like lead,
For terrible teeth, their flesh, do rip.The bloated victims become a home,
Weighed down for their sweet offspring.
And after hatching they soon roam,
Up to the light, and to the sailors, sing. -
There used to be a lot of people here, long ago. I was sewn from the scraps they left behind. In the quiet hours, I can feel their restless shifting in the dust, the ebb and flow of their memories rippling behind my eyes. I whisper their names like a secret litany, words sharp and foreign on my tongue as I imagine living in a time long before the sky went dark and the halls were infested with things like me.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #ripple
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I got the bug from a short poem I wrote for a #horror365 prompt, and made a thing!
I tweaked the poem, and added a creepy zombie dog illustration... you know... for kids!
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#horror365
Bran gazed into the fresh cut #fishing hole. He saw them, beautiful and every colour. In went the hook, bait, and line. It dropped with a distant thud. He let the current take it. Then, a catch! He tugged up the line, and out of the dimensional hole, clutching the tiny smartphone, a tiny human squealed to be let go.Bran dropped him into the bucket with the others, and dipped for another. They were getting fatter every year. The chewy skin came right off.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #fishing
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The rockpools glistened, isolated by the retreating morning tide. Murky and full of anemones and molluscs, the occasional terrified crab. I waded in to gather my samples of soil. Measuring microplastic and other 'forever' contaminants
It was slow and tough, the #seaweed tangled and tripped, and I fell to my knees, plunging hands deep into the silt. I sat back and washed them clean. My fingers were missing. Bitten. The water turned dark red. The seaweed moved.
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CW: #Horror365 #seaweed
The perfect crime.
Deep sea fishing.
Private charter, late night departure, no crew and a couple of buckets of chum.
The whining had finally been silenced when I'd surrendered to the rage she always provoked.
Over the depths I poured the contents of the buckets, then settled in for the night.A vile stench awakened me to find her reconstituted shredded features capped by #seaweed facing me in the cabin.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #seaweed
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'How's the water?' I asked. Stupid. She's beautiful, why say that?
'Come for a #swim', she sang. She lay on the slanting rock, arms beneath her breasts. Her legs in the still water. Her damp hair, beautiful chestnut waves. Her lips so red and wet.In the water, I saw the truth. The spell had broken, my lungs emptied. She pulled me down with hands now spurs. Her tail and fin fanning, pounding water away from shore. Deep. Her eyes rolled white. Her maw a jagged grin.
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CW: Angsty fiction
We had a #picnic down by the lake. Ern brought the mushrooms, their caps red-purple as a midsummer sunset. We were all gigglish, I'm sure you can #relate.
An hour passed and the grass warbled into tiny creatures, funny voices cracking as they screamed when we tore them apart, blades of grass floating off among the endless stars. Time stretched and died, and died, and died.I woke up alone. Naked. Skin a glistening red.
I am so alone.
Help.
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CW: #horror365 - yep... it's horrific (to some).
The darkness.
The fear.
The adrenaline rush of the pursuit.
Instinct overriding logic to make the best decisions.
Near misses.
Close calls.
Heart pounding.
Weariness suppressed.
Left.
Right.
Over.
Under.
Through where necessary.
The pack relentless.
Your only goal?To #survive.
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CW: #Horror365 - prediction/premonition
Verdant pastures turned to dust.
Trees rake the skies with with clawed, leafless branches.
Crumbling pillars of concrete mark the end of a civilisation whose home became a ransacked #mausoleum with bones strewn upon the ground.
Ancient writing told of their inability to prevent their demise as their folly was endemic to their culture.
Their god was a thing they called money.
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A #horror365 Prompt: #parlor
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CW: Mild gore
There is nothing left to #discuss and I slash. The witch's head lolls to the side, smirking, his beard red with blood. I #stab his eyes, left first, for the spells, then right for the faith.
Red puddles form in the sockets; I pull back his head and drink, gelatinous chunks of tissue, an iron aftertaste.
His power burns through my veins, colours brighten, my pulse accelerates.
I am awake, I am alive.I am Death incarnate.
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With subtle grace
The plot was crafted
An iron fist
A crafty stab
Empire from the ruins#Tanka
#horror365 Prompt: #Stab
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Subtle
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A #horror365 Prompt: #stab
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A #horror365 Prompt: #summon
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CW: Horror 365 story
A soft #caress, a Kiss of Death, I share with you, my lovely prey. You are mine, forever, in animated states as you dance for me, cold limbs contorted, a grimace pasted on your lifeless face. A #feast for us, in darkness eternal, I watch your maggot-ridden corpse decay. You are mine, forever, you will never leave me, not now, not ever, you are bound to me in death.
#Horror365 #VSS365 #MicroFiction #VSS #SFFH #AmWritingHorror
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CW: Horror365 / MastoPrompt
The fragrance of rotting crops filled the air. All that remained were fields of ergot-blighted rye. The priest blessed the flour as they milled it, promising that he could exorcise the demons that inhabited such wheat. The next morning, his body hung from a branch above the mill channel, testifying he couldn't & the villagers screamed & danced with demons
Image Nuremberg Chronicles: Dance of Death
#Horror365 #Fragrance #Channel #Horror #FlashFiction
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A dead limb hung precariously outside Rebecca’s window. Despite the bitter cold and driving snow, she’d opened the window.
She rocked the #cradle, staring into the eyes of an infant son.
The branch snapped and gave way. She sang, without neither joy nor remorse.
“Down will come baby, cradle and all.”
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North wind churns
Sailors weep and wail
Edmund FitzgeraldImage: Edmund Fitzgerald, St. Mary’s River, 1975. Photo by Bob Campbell
#horror365 Prompt: #Churn
#DailyHaikuPrompt #NorthWind
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku @freehaiku
#Shahai -
The curse was unfathomable in its purpose or effects, nonetheless, it must be appeased.
The village youth had been assembled, and the implacable sea awaited.
#Horror365 prompt: #unfathomable
#Horror #HorrorFamilty #HorrorWriter #PsychologicalHorror #TwoSentenceHorror
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Were my soul less trampled upon…
I might stand up and be counted.
I might raise my voice in the void and listen to the infinite nothings being whispered.
I might fight the tears that well up so far down in my minds eyes that they can never reach the surface.
I might answer a call to arms, bare teeth, and cry out at the wilderness; paint a desert so lush that the actions of its people will bear fruit.So please, kick me while I’m down.
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They pressed on, long past the point of no return. Lights flickered; batteries dying. Their leader’s white robes stained orange from the antediluvian stone walls.
“There it is,” they cried pointing to a gate of writhing faces, silently screaming. The gates of hell
“Fear not,” their leader cried. I am the 2nd coming, & we shall set them free #Haibun
Antediluvian
Walls of orange stone
Gates of hell#horror365 #antediluvian #Horror #DarkPoetry
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku
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Barren field
Sound barely heard
Hunting Owl
A mouse till dawn
Third change limit#WOTDHaikuPrompt #strigiform pertaining to #owls
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoem #SmallStories -
Barren field
Sound barely heard
Hunting Owl
A mouse till dawn
Third change limit#WOTDHaikuPrompt #strigiform pertaining to #owls
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoem #SmallStories -
Barren field
Sound barely heard
Hunting Owl
A mouse till dawn
Third change limit#WOTDHaikuPrompt #strigiform pertaining to #owls
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoem #SmallStories -
Barren field
Sound barely heard
Hunting Owl
A mouse till dawn
Third change limit#WOTDHaikuPrompt #strigiform pertaining to #owls
#Haiku #Senyru #FreeHaiku #Poetry #Poem #SmallPoem #SmallStories