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It's a bad picture of my laptop screen but here's a 1st draft lineart of Cassandra Baudelaire, daughter of the soothsayer Katya Baudelaire, my OC for the Palewoods SMP 👀👀👀 I'm just like,,,a big fan of what's going on over there in that neck of the woods 🤭🤭💜💜💜

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palewoods is a gothic horror smp

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Open invite into Palewood town (Palewoods SMP - Ep. 1)

Finally I get to post the project I'd been working on (aka ever put so much effort into a private thing with friends that you all think "Hey we should record it"?

Also thank you to my friends, the wonderful cast of Palewoods:

Beans (Dr. Whittaker) @martynsimp69, Daisy (Amelia) @daisycraft, Anpan (Morgan W. Armitage) @anpanbun, Ani (Isaiah McAllister) @ani-craft, Dove (Isaac Turner) @aistandardcherry, Adrián (Avalon) @avalonpalewoods, Toffee (Alexander Hawthorne) @toffee-rambles, Nata (Fionna Wilson) @opianat and Chizz (Dahlia Chizzle) Chizzdudlz_jpeg

They gave it their all making and developing their characters, and this story would be nothing without them :D

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Recorded and edited by @kingtheghast

IT'S HERE AND IT'S REAL AND IT'S LIVE RN GO WATCH IT GOGOGOGOGOGOGO

Also I just noticed Avalon is on the right yipii yipii

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Template by @toffee-rambles + additions by @ani-craft

The current relationship dynamics before Avalon left town. An interesting spread, to say the least.

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First rain of the season.

There's been a lot of stress recently, with secrets coming to light and the townsfolk turning on each other. None of the facts seem to add up to anything that makes sense, and Dr. Whittaker doesn't know who to trust anymore.

But the rain is soothing, at least.

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4th of May - 1825

Haven't been writing for two weeks. I've been locked up in my room, only going down to eat and then coming back up again. Over and over again.

Ever since the mines I've been getting worse. My migraine has been pounding, and my chest feels like it's being turned into acid. The base of my skull won't stop tingling. I keep looking out the window at the forest canopy and tears fall down my face. The tears burn. It feels fulfilling. That scares me. I don't want it to stop.

I don't even know what I'm looking for out there. I don't even know why I'm here.

I bumped into Ezra down at the bar, drunk out of his barely-functioning mind. He tried to strike up a conversation. I wanted to be angry at him for so many reasons but I couldn't muster the energy. Instead I took out my frustration by using him as a mirror.

He's in so much denial of his pain he cannot even concieve a world where he faces it. So he drowns himself to a stupor over and over again. He didn't have to tell me. Avoidance and acceptance are halves of the same coin, we both just have different addictions.

He kept wanting to know more about me and what I was "hiding". Why does he care? I'm a stranger who everyone now sees as a lunatic. Besides, even if I answered him I wouldn't know much to say. He did make me realize one thing. I won't be able to figure out why I'm supposed to be here until I figure out myself, which ironically means leaving this place for a while. If I'm gonna find answers anywhere, it's at the grave.

I slipped up before I left Ezra. It escaped my mouth before I could stop myself.

"Whoever this body belonged to died before I was born. I'm just the corpse that kept walking."

God that was stupid. I'm glad he was barely conscious and will forget. I've held the thoughts so close to me I've barely even let it out in my private journal. I don't even know where the words came from. Avalon the Corpse. Avalon the Murderer. Has a nice ring to it. Titles I deserve, anyway.

I'm gonna leave tonight. Better to just leave a note. Don't wanna make a fuzz. Besides, they'll be glad a "killer" is out of their midst.

Left a note on the desk in my room in case anyone comes looking for me, and told Isaac I was not gonna be needing the room for some time.

Almost made a clean break towards the gates before Amelia saw me from the stables and called me over. I wasn't trying to be sneaky, but I figured with the curfew nonsense no one would be up at this hour of the night. I was wrong.

She was taking care of some of the horses and time slipped away from her. I know the feeling. We talked for a bit. She asked where I was going and I almost lied to her. But against my better judgement I couldn't. She's done nothing but be nice to me, truly nice, maybe the only one. I told her I was leaving for a while to sort my head on straight, and when she asked where I said home.

Not exactly the truth, I guess. But not exactly a lie either.

Told her to take care, that the town needs her more than they realize. She said she'll miss me. The worst part is, I believe she really meant it. Had to promise her I'd come back just to push down the guilt for worrying a woman I barely know.

I also called her "pony", as a nickname I guess. She's always in a ponytail, and she takes care of the horses most of the time. It slipped out, but at the same time it felt natural. It made my head hurt more.

I've secured a place up a tree to sleep. The process of tying myself to a branch came back after several weeks without practice. Not exactly comfortable, but as safe as you can be out here.

The treck to the clearing shouldn't take too long. From there to here last time took me a week, but I was also disoriented and didn't know who I was. The confusion didn't help, but the monsters helped to keep me focused. Hard to not adapt when you're forced to fight for your life.

I'll be there soon. I hope everything makes sense then.

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Day 3

There's nothing in the woods. Or at least one wants to tell themselves that.

Aftermath of the mines. Jules Kingsley finally crashes out in the worst way possible.

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May 12th, 1825

Prone to gossip, are you, doctor?

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writing lore for my palewoods character : 💗💞💓💝💖💕💘💞💞💗💓💝

going to work like a functioning, real adult : 😔💀💔❌

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Can't stop, won't stop Palewoods posting, this is @daisycraft 's character Amelia! She is delightful and everything to me <3

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April 1825

Uncle, I think you have made the wrong choice when appointing me as the next Mayor of Palewood.

I truly think there is nothing you could have done worse than making your own nephew the next mayor, I have nothing to show for these people. Poor Dr.Whittaker would have at least had his head on his shoulders, been able to run this place a hell of a lot better than I ever could. He has more of an understanding of these things lurking in the forest, why there has been so much….death… in our town and overall just………He was such a better choice, Uncle.

But, alas. I can hear you in my ears constantly saying it’s for the family bloodline, which after me? I don’t see it existing much longer, I’m.. not doing my best for these people. But god, how could I? There’s these people that have come here with so much uncertainty and fear and my absence and distance has made them weary of my positioning and my authority when I should be guiding them into safety, not taking them out of it.

But there’s this guy, Avalon, who’s oddly making my job a hell of a lot harder to manage everything when he storms into my office and demands I sober up and get it together. I admit, it’s a good start, but briefly annoying when he pulls the bottle of whiskey from my hands just to demand my attention. God damn him. He’s helping and I hate it, I can’t understand why but maybe as much as I dislike him he could be an opening to all these…issues I seem to be having with things. If only he’d stop being so damn obnoxious and actually be smart instead of showing his stupidity all over the town. But alas, he’s one of them. I have to respect it.

Maybe he knows more than I do, maybe it’s worth getting close to him to figure out his deal and get the answers I may need for you, Uncle. For mother & father too, they deserve justice as much as anybody else who’s lived here. And just maybe, Avalon is the answer.

This…Isaiah guy seems interesting as well. He’s pretty quiet, reserved to himself, but seems like he could be worth getting to know with a few drinks. I think I have said a little bit too much than I’d rather during one of my….drunken spells,,, but he seems too nice for a guy from the city (which, I heard from word of mouth, don’t quite remember if it was something he mentioned at all,) which, scares me just a little but maybe it’s worth it.

I don’t want to get too close to anybody, Uncle. Everyone I have ever gotten close too either dies or……..sigh, I guess I have to get close to somebody these days in a time of such uncertainty. I just have to keep telling myself that you wouldn’t want to see me go down so easily, Uncle. I promise, I’ll make you proud.

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Day 2

Nearly got lost down there. What a nightmare.

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20th of April, 1825

Woke up early and trained my swordplay for a bit behind the bar, Isaiah watched me from afar. It's not the first time I've caught him doing that, to me or the other folk around here. Need to keep an eye on him.

The local mine was reopened today, which apparently is a "monumental occasion" according to Ezra (the mayor). A few of us got together and decided to go check it out and gather some materials for the town. Also want to check if they are staying away from just the town or from the surface as well.

Morgan is definitely the most fearless of them all. She doesn't really believe the woods hold any danger... but something tells me she doesn't fully buy her own words.

We got to the mine, according to Whittaker it has been abandoned for decades and it definitely looks the part. Still, its well-supported, has beds and an easily sealable entrance. The kind of place I would have been desperate to find a few weeks ago.

Got to talking with Whittaker while we were gathering materials. He's surprisingly spry for a fellow with a limp. He asked me why I used a sword instead of a "firearm" and was confused when I didn't know what that was. I guess its a well-known type of weapon around here, so much so that he immediately asked me where I was from. I didn't like the question so I shot him down. Mostly because I also ▓o▓▓▓▓ ▓▓e s▓▓e ▓h▓n▓.

He also wanted to hold my sword so I let him for a bit. He grabbed it straight like a stick and his grip was all wrong. He's definitely never held one in his life. He then tricked me into cutting an apple with it to "test the slash marks". This is the second time he has cornered me with his questioning. It's really annoying.

I walked away from the "good doctor" and kept Morgan company while I took a break. I managed to tell her about the flora book I found in the archives, which should help her research. Asked her why she didn't like Whittaker since her annoyance has been clear since day one and to get a better read on the guy. From what she says, the doctor wasn't as good of a friend to the dead priest Yarrow as he claims, so Morgan doesn't like that Whittaker is stringing Kingsley along by telling him otherwise. That if he really cared about Father Yarrow he wouldn't have abandoned him. I agree.

My migraine got worse after my conversation with Morgan so I went out to get some air for a bit. Taking the opportunity to write.

We got to the bottom of the mine and the caves open up into a whole underground wilderness. Its fascinating, but I'm keeping my guard up. The lack of any movement down here disturbs me. The moment I told everyone to stay together they all separated and got lost. They treat this like a risk-free adventure, ESPECIALLY Kingsley. It's frustrating. I just hope nothing catches them alone down here.

Finally found something. Big spiders and undead were nestling down here. I'm honestly relieved I finally bumped into the usual monsters, a return to form after several days of nothing out in the woods. The rest are making me mad. They clearly don't understand what they're facing. I thought their disbelief of the danger was due to isolation, but I'm realizing now that it is ignorance. They have lived here for YEARS and are completely unaware of what stalks around them.

Kingsley keeps ignoring me and the undeniable dangers. Says I should conform more to how they do and act here since we've clearly had different experiences. Except mine are what keep me and them safe. If I hadn't been down here, he would not be alive to complain about it.

We finally got back to town, and everyone is acting like I'm crazy. Questioning me about what I killed, acting like I committed murder or hallucinated monsters. I kept telling them the woods are dangerous, that they should know how to defend themselves, and when the danger finally arrives they act like its not even there and won't listen to me.

Whittaker especially is pissing me off. He's lived here his whole 50+ years of life and claims to know more about what's out there than I do. The same way medicine is his area of expertise, THIS is mine. The woods are all I have and all I know... and I know what resides within very well. I ended up tossing him a bunch of rotten flesh I had managed to gather from the undead as proof of his ignorance and stormed off lest I started a fight right then and there.

Forged myself a new sword with some of the iron I got from the mine, definitely an upgrade over my previous blade. Practiced with it in the center of town to get a feel for the weight, and to gather my thoughts.

Decided to confront Whittaker in his house directly after my training. I wasn't wearing a shirt and was sweating heavily but I didn't care. I was angry.

He keeps insisting that the monsters I fought in the mines and that they all SAW were a "mass hallucination" or a "bout of madness". Pretty sure he also believes I killed the dead townsfolk these last months or at least has me on his radar now since he treats me like I'm insane.

That he believes these creatures aren't real doesn't change the FACT that they ARE. Whether he can accept that or not, the world won't change to accommodate to what he believes it should be.

If he and Kingsley keep denying this danger they're gonna get themselves killed or worse, get someone else killed.

I went out into the woods at night to clear my mind and to stop thinking for a second. I think us going to the mines had an effect here, because the monsters are roaming the woods again. The undead are emerging again, and I even saw an enderman in the distance. Clearing the perimeter around Palewood helped me calm down somewhat.

I also found a structure in the woods behind the church, outside the boundaries of the town. It looks like a sculpted well, but it lacks any water so its just a hole straight down. From what I could see it drops into some passageway below. I want to check it out, but first I have to set up a staging ground in town. I'm gonna look into claiming one of the abandoned houses.

Ideally with Ezra's permission. It's about time I had a word with him anyway.

To-do

Find a way to repay Isaac for the room

Set up a staging ground (talk to Ezra about claiming a house)

Explore hole in the woods

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19th of April, 1825

Been having bad migraines these last few days so mostly I stayed in. Went fishing yesterday to distract myself from it and my nightmares. I also took some discarded leather from the barn and made some chest armor, as well as some rudimentary wooden tools. The workbench Morgan gave me is really coming in handy.

Kingsley went out into the woods and got lost in the middle of the night. Whittaker, Morgan and me went out to look for him and we found him in the graveyard. He seemed fully out of it and very confused. Whittaker handled it and we went back. Luckily they're still staying away so we didn't run into anything out there. I'm getting concerned.

Waited an hour after we brought Kingsley back and broke into the mayor's place. Climbed a tree and sneaked in through one of the upper balconies. Got into the armory and its COMPLETELY EMPTY. They genuinely have no weapons or armor at all, no way to defend themselves. I'm starting to think the lack of training and supplies for defense is deliberate. Took a bow and some arrows.

I also decided to check the archives in the basement since information is also useful. Found some recent letters and many, MANY books. Most of the ones I got to skim were about the formation of the town, its religion, and the increasingly tighter laws over the years. Found a book about the local flora that Morgan will probably find useful so I dropped it off in her mailbox. Managed to sneak out the same way I got in.

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Day 2

Getting to the bottom of this.

Opened up the mines in Palewoods yesterday, and made some very unsettling discoveries. Tensions are rising in the little town in the woods—still, Dr. Whittaker is determined to keep a cool head and not let this investigation fall apart.

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Morgan and the shallow pool