#mandelaTECH

[drakonmir]

Hola, adiós

[noahpr1ce]

Adam and Sarah from Vol.4

[purrsleepy]

dave lee is a fnaf fan guys

he s literaslly gamingf

[duckydemons]

hello mandela catalogue tumblr, i’m only posting here to mention something about the series i have recently noticed in regards to the motif of the faces seen in the instalments.. so far I’ve seen them in:

Volume 1 (Remastered)

Mandela Catalyst

Presto

It may be nothing, but these faces remind me SO much of the “you are an idiot” trojan virus that became mainstream in the late 1990’s after it was anonymously published as a form of scareware. 

the reason i think is even remotely relevant is because MandelaTECH seems almost perfect for the era and line of profession the virus became well known in, and the whole purpose of the virus was to directly mock those who would download it, which in my eyes is very reminiscent of the direct messages we see in the tampered tapes (seemingly left by the alternates) to mock their victims. 

[example, the hidden block of text that reads “A fool” under Dave’s nametag in https://www.mandelatech.com/prophet, seen by pressing Ctrl + A]

I obviously have no idea if this was intended by Alex or not and might be easily clutching at straws but.. fun to think about.

edit: made some whoopsie daisies in the whole background about you are an idiot, sorry!! i advise for you to look into it better than me </3

[dessnotfromdeltarune]

oh. this is just simply not good have you guys ever heard of little nightmares two btw ha

[libetsdelay-707]

Evelin Miller

[b4rk1ng-l0t]

I think it would be funny if OBrein gave Dave some spiked brownies, and he just left them in his fridge, then Eve takes a bites...

"Dave Lee, this isn't weed!"

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

can i give hsh dave some ice cream..... and a kitty

Yes…..indeed

[gaysonlyocean]

wait I can do you one better /j

marks house

omg mark you get a sleepover now 😻 gonna gossip as the alt outside your door is screaming mad words/j

painting each other's nails!!!!!!

-silly

CRIES PLOKIJUHGRDRFGTYHJIO

im just getting lists of point and click escape game bits to do with hannah now

[gravematic]

Unfortunately he has too many arms and still gets stuck to walls and object

also completely understandable

[uriayx]

slack off. hes a fucking skeleton

sans undertale would work at MandelaTECH.

[tmctmarchives]

We've MOVED!

This blog will still exist for archival purposes.

ATTENTION:

Yes, previously, this project used AI. But the new complete restart and ongoing development will not have ANY AI whatsoever. We have realized the error and harm AI does to artists of any kind

Welcome!

This is the offical blog for The Unoffical Mandela Catalogue: The Musical!

In no way am I officiated with Alex Kister. This is just a little fun FAN PROJECT!

Right now, I am creating songs for this with Suno, but I would appreciate help if anyone wants to!

Creators:

MusicallyMandela(aka @triangularitydubs)

@thequasarwinds

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(NEW Track list)

Prolouge 1. Overthrone Arc 1(Mark) 2. Emergency Broadcast 3. Scary Night 4 Phone Call 5. FEAR 6. Journal Of Mark 7. Nobody Came For Me (BETWEEN ARC- GABRIEL) 8. Exhibition 9. Adam's Dilemma Arc2(Adam) 10. (Hey) Jude

11. Intruder Alert 12. Jude's Emergency 13. Past The Dread 14. A Cat Named Johnny 15. Doubt 16 A Familiar Place 17. Voices 18. The Fight 19. Do You Remember? 20. Jonah's Big Mistake (MORE SOON)

Track List:

Overthrone

Emergency Broadcast(Alternates)

Phone Call

No One Came For Me

Dispatcher Protocol

M.A.D

Scary Night

Intruder Alert

Past The Dread

Exhibition

A Cat Named Jonny

Doubt

A Familiar Place

Adam's Dilemma

Voices

The Fight

Do You Remember?

Jonah's Big Mistake

(Hey) Jude

Ruth's Promotion

Journal Of Mark

Stanley

Jude's Emergency

Past The Dread(Reprise)

Thoughts On The Ordeal

Interlude

Timeless Secrets

A Messenger

In The Beginning

No Use To Try

RESTORE

Bythorne Paranormal Society

Two Years Later

Gaurdian Angel

Goodbye MandelaTECH

Rememberance

Jonah's Memorial

Face Studio 2

Malignance

Do You Remember?(Reprise)

[More soon]

Scrimblo Catalogue The Musical Tracklist:

Aliens!

Lol, My Mom Died

Mark's Realization

Jerma Speedrun

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[thealternateinfectionau]

Chapter 7: Such A Fool

After Dave parked, he took a deep breath and got out of his car. It was night and the parking lot was empty, which surprised him.

“...Strange. I thought one of those things would be here,” he smiled and said to himself.

“That’s good then! I guess I won’t be needing this!” and looks at the gun in his hand. The same gun his nephew once had.  He thought he needed to use it but it seems like he was safe. He tossed the gun back into the car before locking the car door and walking over to the entrance of the church. He knocked a few times, calling out to his friend.

“O’Brien! O’Brien, it’s me, Dave! I’m here for that offer!” He called out. But there was no answer. “Okay…weird.” Dave thought until knocking again. “O’Brien!!” He yelled, but again, there was no answer. He fiddled with the door and noticed that it was unlocked as if it were staged. But nothing crossed his mind when he went inside. 

The place was dark and cold, sending a shiver down Dave’s spine. He turned on his flashlight and examined the place. The stained windows of the altar were smashed, glass everywhere, paintings torn apart and scattered all across the floor. And the statue of that…Angel Gabriel..

There was blood smeared all over it.

Dave stared at the mess for a moment before hearing a loud scream in the other room.

That scream sounded just like O’Brien’s.

Dave rushed over to where the noise was coming from and saw O’Brien there, grabbed by the neck and lifted up in the air by something. Something that looked like an angel.  

The same angel, just like that statue.

“O-O’Brien!?” Dave called out. 

O’Brien looked over at him and spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

“D-Dave…please…”

“...RUN…”

Before Dave could say anything, O’Brien’s neck was snapped in two, his body going limp like a ragdoll. Dave stared at his body in horror, tears streaming down his face.

“...O’Brien..?” 

The angel slowly turned over to Dave with a sinister grin and spoke. 

“DAVID~”

And before Dave knew it, he ran. Thoughts were racing through his head, trying to figure out what had just happened. He could hear that thing’s footsteps behind him and hid behind a pillar of the church. He could hear its voice, soothing but sickening.

“DAVID~ WHERE ARE YOUUU?~”

He tried his best to control his breathing so that he wouldn’t be heard. He was shaking hard, his heart beating so fast that it was hard for him to keep track. Just then, his head was filled with memories.

“So, how have you been holding up, Dave?” O’Brien said as they both hung out in the alleyway. 

“Eh, I don’t know…this infection’s been fucking with me, y’know? I still can’t believe it got Mark.”

O’Brien sighed, understanding his friend’s grief. “Yeah…that’s rough, man, I..” He looked at the ground, looking for the right words to comfort him.

“No, no, it’s okay... Well, it’s sad to know the poor boy must be in so much pain, but... yeah, I’ll try to find a way around it sooner or later...” He let out a bittersweet chuckle, but O’Brien knew he was hurting. But it seems that Dave knew how concerned he was he then changed the subject.

“U-Uh..! H-Hey, um, about that little offer of yours...the church thing?”

“Oh! Yeah, what about it?”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about it... and I think I would want to take you up on your offer. MandelaTech IS pretty much going out of business, so..”

O’Brien looked at him and smiled. “Oh, great! Does Evelin know?” “Yeah, she does. I…may have fired her.” Said Dave. “I didn’t want to, but….yeah.”

“I understand.” O’Brien sighed. “When do you want to do it?”

Dave snapped out of it once he felt a presence behind him. He slowly turned around and saw the angel standing there

It found him.

“It’s sad how I had to end your little friend there~”  It said. “But that’s okay…you’ll join him very soon.”

“....Who are you..?” Dave said in a quivering voice, looking up at the angel in horror.

“ME~?”  The Angel chuckled. “Just call me The Pestilence…”

The pestilence spread out its wings, a gust of wind hitting Dave’s face. “I think I’ll let my little ones deal with you~” Just then, many infected ones appeared, surrounding Dave. God, they looked terrible. They’re bones stuck out, blood, vomit, and that black substance all over them. 

And Dave could’ve sworn he saw one that looked too familiar…

“They are all pretty hungry, you see…How about you help them out~?”

Right as the pestilence said that, the infected ones started to chase Dave. Dave ran as fast as he could, hearing the pestilence laughter echo through the halls. But one was able to tackle him to the ground, and the others joined. They started to attack him, clawing and biting him. Just then, a massive swipe from one ripped his eye out, causing him to scream in pain. He struggled against the wrath until he felt a piece of glass, stabbing the one who pinned him down. Right as it let go, Dave got up and tried to get away from them. He saw the church doors, and with all his might, he burst them open and fled. 

The Pestilence appeared by the doors, and as the infected tried to get to him, it stopped them.

“Wait a moment, my children. I have something in mind…”  It said, chuckling.

Meanwhile with Dave, he hobbled over to his car, trying to get away, but as he reached it, he realized that his car was broken down.

Maybe The Pestilence knew that he would escape.

“No…no no no…!” He whispered, on the verge of a panic attack. He collapsed there and started to cry, overwhelmed and terrified at the fact that he would become one of them. He cried for help, but knowing that most of the townsfolk in Mandela migrated to Werksha, there wasn’t a possibility that anyone would save him. 

“Please, somebody help..! I-I don’t wanna be one!”

“Somebody- Please!”

“I don’t wanna..”

“Help me..”

“Please..”

[purrsleepy]

dave LEE

he sos stupif

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

after i saw that dave lee post last month, i got really invested...... any headcanons about dave lee being bffs with alternate y/n??

Oh I'm glad you're invested!!! This is more of how they meet and stuff but yeee

.....

You first met Dave by masquerading as a random person under the pretense of looking for "work".

In reality, you learned MandelaTECH has been holding recovered footage/tapes from incidents related to Alternates and you just wanted to check them out.

But when you arrive (after hiding many of your flawed characteristics the best you could), Dave nearly kicks you out before you could even say a word to him.

"No. Get out. You are banned from here."

"What...?"

"That's right. Banned with a capital "B"."

"...why, may I ask?" You were convinced he somehow saw through your disguise so quickly, but what he said next reveals otherwise.

The complete opposite, in fact.

"You know what you did, [random name]. You can't just show up here as if nothing ever happened." He talks you down like a stern dad, eyebrows furrowed with disappointment.

You're incredibly lost. "Remind me again what I did wrong?"

"You seriously forgot that you were snooping backstage? Looking through the tapes that were specifically labeled for my eyes only? I called you and you wouldn't tell me if you watched any of them. You just...didn't seem to care."

At this point, you realized that you've accidentally disguised as one of his ex-employees--one who had a really bad falling-out with him.

"I tried to be a cool manager, but...I trusted you not to go back there. And yet you did anyways and told me I was "the worst" when I had to let you go. I was kinda hurt." He sounded quite sad and betrayed, and it made you feel bad.

"...I'm..sorry D--Mr. Lee. But I really need a job and..I couldn't find anything else in town that was hiring." You feigned guilt. "I'll make it up to you. I won't speak of anything I might've seen in that box. From now on my eyes will be...up front."

"...and?" He raises an eyebrow.

"And....I...think you're actually really cool. Whatever I said that day was out of frustration. It...wasn't how I truly felt."

"........alright. You get one more chance."

Thus Dave "rehires" you on the spot, although he did take notice of your flawed features throughout the week--with you labelling them as things from "accidents".

Besides that, it's not a bad job. Although out of respect, you abstained from peeking into that box of tapes he mentioned.

There comes a point where you have to reveal yourself as an Alternate--and it's when your disguise was literally falling apart at the seams and not even your MandelaTECH hoodie could hide them.

So you morphed into your basic form after the store closes for the night, speaking to Dave in your actual voice.

"Forgive me for deceiving you, David...but I, [y/n], am-"

"Oh I knew for a while. But you had me fooled the first few days."

"...and yet you didn't panic?" You blink. "If you knew all along, why didn't you-?"

"I mean, you took the blame for my ex-employee and...I gotta thank you for that. I don't think they would've genuinely showed up from the way they spoke to me. You apologized on their behalf, and...that's not what I'd expect from an Alternate. So maybe you guys aren't all that bad...maybe."

"I confess my disguise was random. I did not think they were a former employee of yours. But....does this mean I can still work here?"

"Yeah. You're good. I only ask that you uh....don't tamper with that box I mentioned. It's all highly confidential stuff that the lieutenant trusts me with. I-I mean...I know I can't actually stop you but-"

"No, no. You have my word, David." You smile.

It's not long after that when he befriends you, rather than act as your employer.

If he's working alone in the shop, you'd keep watch over him from the shadows, making sure nothing harmed him (be it the rare rude customer or other Alternates).

You do learn he's been restoring the lost tapes, holding files of Murray's TA report, and keeping some outlawed TVs backstage, but you ensured no Alternate can interfere with any signals on them.

And Dave's just 100% chill about it.

Though when he hires Evelin he just tells her not to worry about the weird shadow in the corner.

[fictionkinfessions]

Trying this again. 👍

Heya guys, Dave Lee here!

I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MISS MY STORE I MI-

MandelaTech was basically my baby... Ignore the fact that I wasn't even the one that started it, that's not important. I might see if any places even REMOTELY similar near us are hiring because God DAMMIT I wanna get back in my natural habitat. I miss being surrounded by screens and VHS tapes and cassettes abd CDs and DVDs and UGH... I miss my baby. 😔

- Dave Lee, Mandela Catalogue (tag as fictive, thanks!)

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