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HAPPY BIRTHDAY

It's Remnants' first birthday!

Crazy that it's been a whole year since this show launched. It's had over 120k downloads, some beautiful fan works, incredibly engaged fans unpicking its mysteries and some gorgeous coverage from podcast reviewers and journalists.

Happy birthday Remnants!

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I just saw the tags and YESSSSSS our good sis got beheld and spiraled. And maybe a new oc friend for her and a junior archivist for jon....hmmmm

The Statement of Layla Evergreen

This is longggg TW Talk of death

Archivist: Hello, I was told that you wanted to make a statement. Im sorry usually Im more ready for statements- Martin? What are you doing down here?

Martin: Oh, hello, I, sorry I was just, well I walked Ms. Evergreen, or is it Ms. Carson?

Layla: Layla is perfectly fine, thank you Martin.

Martin: Well- Uh

Archivist: Yes well uh you can leave us Martian.

Martin: Yes, um of course.

Layla: Bye Martin.

Martin: Bye Ms. Eve- Layla

Archivist: Right, hello Ms. Evergreen, Im-

Layla: You're Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the The Magnus Institute and currently avatar of the (pause) eye, well I dont know about avatar, not yet at least.

Jon: I- How do you know that- Ar- are you a-

Layla: An Avatar? No, Ha, well I dont know actually, maybe, but. Anyway Im here to give you my statement, well 2 I guess.

Jon: T- two? Well um thats, *clears throat* Lets begin. Statement of Layla Evergreen regarding-

Layla: *glasses closing* The crash and my death 8 years later.

Jon: Right, statement taken directly from subject, statement begins

Layla: Well I guess it all really started from the time I could cry, according to my mother, my birth mother, I hated the dark. I remember from the time I could talking all I could talk about where the "Demons" and the doors, god dont get me started on the doors.

Jon: Im sorry to interrupt, but did you say doors?

Layla: Yes, doors, random doors that I used to be terrified to go in that were in spots no door should be. But the thing that I think you'll want to hear about is the crash. I was 5, I remember riding in the car my father was driving, my mother hated to drive, said it made her head hurt. Um we were going to see my nana one last time before she passed. And even then I never understood why it unsettled me, it wasn’t the death or the home. But against my five year old wishes we were going, my mother never liked main roads and demanded my father drive the back way. We were passing trees and that’s where it all happened, the juice box I had fell out of my hand when we hit a particularly nasty bump. It was grape and we had white carpet and seats. You can do that math, my mother was furious she unhooked her seat belt to grab it all the while yelling about how I was old enough to hold on to my own juice. My father hated when she yelled. So he started yelling, telling her to leave it and that it would be fine. I remember the moment I saw it, it wasn’t a deer, or maybe it was, but it was right in front of the car in the middle of the of the road. My mother screamed at him to watch the road and I guess that’s when he saw it.

The car swerved and went off the road. We ran into a tree, I woke up to my mother crying. She was shacking my father, from my car seat I could see him just laying there not moving. I started to cry, then I stared looking around, and that’s when I saw him, it? A man standing behind a tree, my crying and trashing around must’ve gotten my mother’s attention because that’s when she froze. I could tell she was pinned based on the way she moved but she was able to unbuckle me from the seat and pulled me to the floor. “Hide right there put you back against the door and don’t move ok” I did what she told me and I couldn’t see out the window, but I could see her, the fear in her eyes. And the feeling, that feeling of the cold it surrounded me like being dropped in the ocean.

And just like that it was over my father’s body was gone and my mother just stayed in that spot and cried. That was until the fog rolled in, by this point it was night and I hadn’t moved and my mother she just stayed in her seat crying for my father. I waited a little longer and I moved up to the seat pulling at my mother. She pulled me in her lap and I could see the dash was pressing in on her leg. She held me for a while, then asked me reach for her purse. I was just able to get it but it was no use even if her phone had service the screen was far to broken to use it. So she just held me even as the fog from outside got denser. And that’s when I began to cry, I could see people in the fog walking, and from her face I knew she could see it too. She made me squeeze down on the floor the bent in dash board shielding me. The fog stared pouring into the car, it felt- alive somehow like it was looking for something, and it wasn’t me. I could feel my heart slamming in my chest, and I couldn’t breathe. I started to cry but this time no sound was come out I could hear my mother breathing and then she started talking.

“Janet, baby girl, I need you to know I love you and daddy loved you. I’m sorry I yelled but I need you to know, you are so special. Never forget that ok. I love you my little flower.” I wanted so badly to tell her that I loved her back that I forgave her, but I couldn’t move all I could do was cry and shake. Then she started talking again but this time it wasn’t to me. Just like that the fog coved her and I don’t know took her. After that I really don’t know. The fire fighters came and in the hospital the social worker and police told me we were missing for 3 days before I was found. Funny enough, they said the car was covered in webs, and thats what kept the cold out for so long. My grandmother died the night we went missing. And just like that I was alone. Until the Evergreen’s adopted me, 6 months later.

And then there was the day I died, I was playing outside. My parents weren't home, it wasn't raining as hard as you'd think it would need to be for there to be lighting, but there was. I dont remember what it was like, the strike I mean, or the death. I remember the smell though, it- I smelled like burnt meat, and the buzz, that buzz was all I could hear and feel. I couldn't hear anything but that damn buzz. Then there was light, not bright light, but a soft light, it wasn't warm either. It was cold, like a chilly day in fall, but with no breeze. Then I felt it, it was like standing on a gong, and feeling the sound move though you, feeing your whole being, your whole soul vibrate. And thats when I saw it, colors and shapes. I heard noise and laughter, music, and (pause) screams. Screams of the dead and dying. (Whimpering) After a minute thats all I could hear. The screams and the pleas, all those people lost and begging. I- I couldnt breathe, even in that place, that place in-between death. I could feel a weight on my chest like something was holding my lungs in it’s hands, keeping me from breathing. I- (pause) (whimpering ended) thats when I felt it. The first shock. It felt distant like that gum buzzers, and then again and again, until the light faded and the colors and sounds were gone. The next thing I heard was one of the medics say "Welcome back". After that I was in the hospital for about 1 month and my vision never came back. And I guess thats it.

Jon: Oh, um (clears throat) that was alot. Im sorry for you loss. And your-

Layla: Death? Oh dont worry about it. Im fine. Lots of therapy. Oh you've been touched more than once. Im sorry, that must have been a great pain for you.

Jon: What are you- Do you mean Sasha, can you see past what-

Layla: And your friend, the one with the eyes, tell him he can come down if he wants to spy, but i can understand wanting to stay in his office.

Jon: You can sense him- here?

Layla: Yes well he's not very suttle

Jon: I-

Elies: Well that is an extraordinary talent you have, and tell me how dose it work? Can you only sense people like me?

Jon: How did you- Wait you saw past the stranger, you know about Sasha- how

Layla: She was loved here, I know that and she loved it here. I am so sorry for your loss

Jon: I- thank you.

Elies: Im afraid you haven't answered any of my questions.

Layla: Right, well yes I can sense you, some are harder than others, and the ones I do find more so find me. I've never been taken as far as I know. And yes I can see past their, I dont know, powers. The things they can do, it dosent really affect me.

Elies & Jon: Interesting.

Elies: How would you like a job, here at the institute.

Jon: WHAT?! No, No you cant.

Elies: I think she quite capable of making that chose for herself. Dont you think.

Jon: You cant just hand out a job to anyone, I mean we dont even know her and-

Layla: Excuse me, if I may, Elies is it? Give me your hand.

Jon: What, are you just going to-

Layla: Hm, well you've had an active last few years. And, yes I'll take the job.

Elies: Good follow me.

Jon: I- What just happened. Oh um end of tape.

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Anyone ever fell like life is moving to fast and to slow all at the same time. Like the world is moving fast but you are moving way to slow for it?

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Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

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This cat gets it

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Yesterday was Remnants' 6 month birthday!

I've now released 24 out of 30 episodes of Season One, and started planning extensively for Season Two (release dates TBC!).

The show has amassed over 75k downloads, and SO MANY gorgeous, thoughtful reviews, reactions, responses and more.

It's really amazing to see a show like Remnants being so well received; it's thoughtful and meditative and I hope that it inspires people to look inward as well as spending time picking apart its many puzzles.

It's a joy to make, despite the hard work and the big emotions that go into it.

I'd like to thank @skyfullofpods and @vestaclinicpod reviewing almost every episode, @boombox-fuckboy for their incredible work signposting this show and so many others here on tumblr, to Bobby's Snacks for the review this last week, Alasdair Stuart for his early support, Ella Watts for cheering me on, and to Gabriel Urbina for being so kind about this thing which means so much to me.

Even though I write, record, and produce this show by myself, I never feel alone, and I couldn't do it without people like these showing up for my work, or my incredible friends supporting me throughout the process.

I also couldn't do it without YOU. If you've reviewed the show on a podcatcher or in a place like podchaser, thank you! If you've told your friends about it, thank you! If you've messaged me on tumblr, thank you! If you've commented on Patreon or Spotify or elsewhere, thank you!

If you have listened to this show, thank you so much for being a part of it. It means the world.

Special thanks to my supporters on Ko-Fi and Patreon, without whom this work could not exist, and thanks of course to Rusty Quill for seeing this show's potential and folding it into the network.

That's all for now, folks!

I hope you have a beautiful day <3

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After finishing. I need a CIGARETTE I need a shot of something STRONG. THEY WHERE IN LOVE.

Ep 24 slight spoilers

Not even a full minute in and this is what I hear from my TV. All I get is the name of the person and when you hear it you'll know. Im done

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Ep 24 slight spoilers

Not even a full minute in and this is what I hear from my TV. All I get is the name of the person and when you hear it you'll know. Im done

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BRooooo I cant whyyy I got into podcasts for the relaxation whyyyyyy my feelingsss  Stephen Grenville WHEN I CATCH YOUUU STEPHEN WHEN I FIND YOUUUU

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He loves him. Im taking it there. its queer.

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I see now how the early Magnus Archives people felt, the emotional Rollercoaster that is a good podcast. @remnantspod is breaking my heart and warming it in one go. If you need a podcast to get into this is the one I'm telling you it will have you crying, laughing, and jumping for joy in a 30 minute span.

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After this one yea Imma go ahead and get that early release merch, Im almost caught up and I dont know what to feel or how to feel it

@remnantspod I think I had the best merch idea, and I found this mock-up and I couldn't help myself!

If you listen to Remnants, you know you need this ahah

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JUST FINISHED PALLETT KNIFE AND YOU ONOW WHAT I FEEL SO PROUD

What if the Apprentice is Perry

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Yall, I was a month behind on the podcast and- Pallette Knife- OMG I KNEWWWW IT I SAID IT WAS HIM I KNEW I WAS RIGHT OMG IM CRYING

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Women are getting rid of their Trump supporting partners while they still legally can since they clearly don't give a shit about them or any other woman.

If you're thinking about getting a divorce, you should do it while you still can.