#man from the fog

[sw1ft-sniff]

Chat, every time Calvin does a cartwheel I cackle so much, I’ll be rolling on the floor cackling my ass off every time.

I don’t remember which episode this was from season 3, but it should be pretty easy to find it.

reference screenshot

[bluegekk0]

i've been playing minecraft with the man from the fog and the cave dweller mods. i think they should hold hands

[circushaven]

YO CHAT...ITS OVER! I've spent WEEKS working on these mfs... their finally finished🫠

[datasylum]

I just think minecraft horror mods are neat

[clowncar27]

I’ve been watching a lot of Minecraft horror mod stuff— honestly I think these guys are real derpy lookin’ :} Wish I could play Java edition

[freakinthefridge]

is this kind of a fucked up thing to have done or is it okay

[8neosilly8]

A lil doodle page :DDD

[clowniirambles]

Me & My bestie 🥰❤️

[esoteric-crow]

the man from the fog be like

. .

vWv

^M^

[moth-child56]

UNPOPULAR OPINION!!

This creature is hot as hell, like 👀

[sw1ft-sniff]

Calvin's grey scale skin is so weird it's just strange to see him go in third person in a bright lush shader filled world and see him standing there like he jumped straight out of an old timy black and white film.

I would totally write about this I have like one theory if it's lore based that it has something to do with all the entities he keeps interacting with

[astralscholar1811]

The Dwelled

(If you'd like to continue/make a video of this, I'd be honored as long as you tag/mention me as the creator. I'd love to see how you continue this tale!)

TW: VIOLENCE, GORE (I guess?), ANY OTHER TWS THAT I COULD PUT HERE THAT APPLY WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED

“It’s a curse…the boy…has been cursed”

The words of his elders wracked Nathan’s brain as he trudged through the forest around him. Nothing he could do would deprive him of the shadows who traced his every step, and as he focused his feet on putting themselves in front of one another, he heard the crunching of grass as his vision began to swim around the edges of his peripheral vision.

There was nothing he could do but run.

Breaking into a sprint, Nathan heard the entity behind him bellow in a distored human voice as it too loped after him.

The biome before him broke unevenly into a jagged mess of fallen trees and dips into the stone. He weaved around stone spikes and ducked under stray branches as the thing behind him simply smashed through the obstacles left behind.

As he ran past a pile of old bones, he felt a familiar presence within a hole leading into the cave system he himself lived within. Nowhere else to go, and nowhere else to run, Nathan leapt into the hole.

Stone broke his fall after a short drop. He could feel his shoulder dislocate as he scrambled back to his feet and dashed further into the cave, producing a torch to light his way. The thing chasing him was stuck for only a moment before it tore through on its way after Nathan, using its long limbs to propel itself off of the cave walls for even more speed.

The familiar presence the man felt came into sight as another entity with glowing eyes and teeth blazed past him: the two creatures slamming into one another with enough force to rattle the stone around them. Both screeched and howled in pain as they tore limbs and pieces of themselves off of each other in a primal display of violence: No finesse, no subtlety, only carnage.

Nathan knew he couldn't stay to watch; his torch was already flickering as more creatures could be heard from the shadows around him. He tried (and failed) desperately to shield his eardrums with his free hand and shoulder as he threw himself into a crack within the wall he recognized as the entry to his safe haven.

...

It seemed like an eternity before the deafening sounds of wailing and brutality came to an end. Whatever was chasing him was being eaten, as the tearing of flesh, cracking of bones, and various other eating noises were the only sounds he could hear, outside of the occasional grunt as his ""guardians"" fought over the meal he accidentally provided them.

Nathan's curse was that every full moon, a new entity of terrifying proportions and abilities would stalk him until he was somehow able to get rid of it, either by killing it or satisfying its demand. He received their demand via a blank scroll that he carried as part of his curse, which would manifest the demand of whatever entity's name he spoke to it.

Since discovering this new loophole, however, Nathan had found it more advantageous to keep a few of these creatures around, under the new contract that he would feed them any other entities he came across.

It was messy, sometimes it wouldn't always work out the best, but it was the life he lived without constantly working to satiate these 'friends' of his.

This is the life he lived, and he never expected it to change.

[circushaven]

Dweller trio✨

Gotta love these bastards.

[badninken]

He's been hauled around by so many people and animals at this point in his life that he's starting to rate them by size and comfort level.

He's literally bent over backwards on a horse ridden by three other men here. He's having this thought in the privacy of his own mind while frowning at the sky, still shot full of lead bullets btw. Peak Law moment.

Episode 690 at 20:54 (the voice acting for this line is amazing)

[datasylum]

Some magma doodles i did while hanging out with a friend

[museofthepyre]

Occupation: freak (what is wrong with him) (/aff)