#cryptids scripts

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

why didn’t anyone tell me embroidery is fucking bomb

brb im covering my old hoodie with moss embroideries so it will have a druid vibe

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

Are you Mary Toft????

I’m a magician in the sheets 😏 *pulls a rabbit out of my pussy*

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

Ok maybe listening to the Ithaca saga for the first time while out with my family was a mistake

I’m about to burst out crying

I don’t usually cry

I don’t think I can explain

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

Familiar update:

is it ethical to keep a ghost as a familiar

I mean the familiar animals summoned him and he seems chill with it?

i tried to tell him “fredward maybe we should let you go back to afterlife?” he just shrugged and helped himself to a cup of tea

he can’t usually hold stuff

but can somehow drink tea

he helps collecting herbs and just appears with the other familiars when I call?

[king-crawler]

I somehow haven't seen every horrible frame from this scene yet (a collection <3)

RARE TURBOS... i especially like the first one (The Green Goblin)

THIS IS SCARY.... Nice "Demonic Head Shake" From TVtropes Dot Org

But also the GLITCH BODY HORROR. <3333 Do you see it. It looks like pixels are glowing underneath his skin, and then they erupt outwards. And the pure red glitching in the 2nd one... Is that him wincing in pain .. ? DO YOU THINK IT HURTS... ?

One in the same...

There's something so satisfying about seeing KC completely lose his cool- No more sappy and misleading fronts. He's completely overtaken by hatred. Just showing the world the monster he is. The monster he's always been.

And the way his tailcoat flows in the wind, the red underlighting from the brake lights, it makes him look so VILLANOUS. This composition is SO fucking cool

The glitching has become so intense by this point. He doesn't even resemble a person at points. He's a mockery.

BALD !?? BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD BALD

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

THE SKELETON WAR IS UPON US

"The PlayStation can produce mind-boggling effects."

[mortalitasi-nevarra-lore]

Necropolis Lore by Sylvia Feketekuty

Collected by @felassan in [Post One, Post Two, Post Three, Post Four, Post Five, Post Six] I read, copy/pasted, categorized, formatted, light edits:

The Giant ribcage: what's that giant [ribcage ceiling] in the necropolis supposed to be?

Sylvia: sadly, even I don’t know all the mysteries of the Necropolis. (Which is to say it’s a very cool bit of art but has no stated origin yet. Could be a large dragon, a giant…or something weirder!) [source]

Distance from Nevarra City?: “In another post you mentioned shops in Nevarra City near the Necropolis. How far IS Nevarra City itself is from the Necropolis?”

Sylvia: “I’m reluctant to say what the distance is since I never defined it in game so it’s Unknown™. But I imagine they can either walk or take a carriage, depending.” [source]

Cryptids: "BTW I got a kick out of "nevarran cryptid”.

Sylvia: Who knows what haunts the lower halls?“ [source]

Pets: "how are pets and animals honoured in the Necropolis and by the Mourn Watchers? The same as any other being?"

Sylvia: "Beloved animals are absolutely permitted to be buried with families. Mild Necropolis exploration spoiler: inside the passage you unlock after finding all the wisps in the belfry area, there's actually some caskets for faithful hounds interred in the crypt." [source]

Raising Pets?: “do the mourn watcher/nevarra in general raise their pets after they die to keep them around? like a dog skeleton with a whisp in it?”

Sylvia: “To be honest I hadn’t thought out this one, but it’s a very good question. I’m not sure how common that would be, or even if it’s permitted to have pets running around the family crypt. (I definitely thing people would WANT to do it.) You know, I think I’m going to have to leave this one in the vague quantum foam of the future. I think I’d want to not only double check existing lore, but answer that in-game (or in a book or etc.) if we ever need to. (Hope that’s not too much of a cop out. Sometimes I like to leave questions I’m not sure about alone, because until it’s in an official game or story, it doesn’t quite count.)” [source, two, three]

Tomb Script: “I’d be interested to know if you know any fun facts or something about the nevarran language featured in the game”

Sylvia: “Ah, tomb-script. I named it but it was our concept artists who went developed it with the hexagon shape-language of the Mourn Watch, which I loved. Conceptually: I think it’s used purely an occult or sacred language. Something for the graves, or books on magic, but not everyday things.” [source] // User: “The artists did an amazing job—it’s such a unique and visually striking evolution of Elvhen script, and it really highlights the distinct Nevarran aesthetic beautifully. It would be great to hear more about it if there’s anything you’re able to share from the concept/lore side of its development!” // Sylvia: “I don’t know if I have too much more, but I did love how our artists made it follow the hexagonal shape-language of the Mourn Watch in general. (It’s everywhere in their architecture and props.)” [source]

[maebyshifting]

i want to share my favorite thing i’ve ever written for a script and give background because i giggle every time i read it

“no fucking bigfoot sighting/noises/footprints near our fucking house or when we go camping. i am too paranoid for that shit. idc if they exist or not they do not fuck around our neighborhood or mess with us when we’re outside or camping. end of story.”

i watched way too many bigfoot shows and got super paranoid bc i’m living in the mountains in this dr. even here if i’m driving i get super paranoid that a sasquatch or something is going to jump out and scare me

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

whoever talks shit about Marie Kondo will meet my fists in a manner that definitely doesn’t spark joy

[badolmen]

bwa

[lili-home-to-embraces-and-hugs]

Steph and Jason start an illegal 3 a.m. podcast called “Robins After Dark”

No script. No laws. No Bruce.

Why they did it:

Because Tim wouldn’t let them into his conspiracy board livestream, and also they were bored and loud and unmonitored.

Jason: “We already trauma bond at weird hours. Might as well monetize it.”

Steph: “We’re not actually monetizing it.”

Jason: “Yet.”

It’s recorded exclusively on a stolen Batcave mic and uploaded using Tim’s Wi-Fi.

Tim doesn’t know.

Tim absolutely knows.

He’s just given up.

Episode Titles Include:

“I Died and Came Back Sexier: A Memoir”

“How to Rob Crime Lords and Emotionally Distant Fathers”

“Ranking Gotham’s Criminals by Vibe"

“The Great Batarang Debate (ft. Cass as our silent judge)”

“Live From the Batmobile Trunk (We Locked Ourselves In)”

Episode 6: “Gotham: Hot or Not"

Penguin? Not.

Riddler? Hot if he shuts up.

Scarecrow? “Listen. The vibe is there.”

Batman? “Emotionally constipated, but in a tragic Shakespearean way.”

Nightwing? “Too wholesome. Like a himbo golden retriever. We respect it.”

Red Robin? “Gremlin. Cursed. Needs sleep.”

Robin? “Baby knife. Scary. No comment.”

Cass occasionally appears.

She never speaks.

Just stares at the camera with godlike judgment.

Leaves cryptic sticky notes.

They treat her like a cryptid co-host.

Alfred is aware.

He makes them tea halfway through episodes and refuses to explain why.

Fan Questions Segment:

Q: How do you deal with trauma?

Jason: “Gun.”

Steph: “Sarcasm and glitter bombs.”

Jason: ��Also crime. We do a little crime.”

Steph: “Justified crime.”

Jason: “Bat-approved crime.”

Steph: “Okay, B doesn’t approve, but like… he hasn’t stopped us yet.”

One episode ends with them breaking into Penguin’s club mid-recording.

Jason is out of breath.

Steph is still narrating.

The mic is crunching.

Steph: “This is field reporting, baby.”

Bruce finds out.

Bruce: “Take. It. Down.”

Jason: “What if we made you a guest?”

Bruce: stares

Steph: “Too spicy? We’ll get Alfred instead.”

The steph jason bond will forever remain sacred. FIGHT ME

[the-most-humble-blog]

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🦇 THAT TIME BATMAN CALLED THE JOKER A MOTHERF*CKER

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Let me take you back.

It’s 1989. You’ve just popped that Blockbuster rental copy of Batman into the VCR. Tim Burton. Michael Keaton. Jack F*cking Nicholson. You’re 7 years old, wide-eyed, unsupervised, and this isn’t just a movie — it’s a holy document. A rite of passage. A VHS scroll of Gotham scripture.

You’re deep into it. The museum scene just passed — Joker’s dancing to Prince, defacing priceless art, and trying to woo Vicki Vale with homicidal paint fumes.

Batman busts through the skylight, grabs the girl, batarangs a couple of goons into trauma therapy, and disappears into the night like a cryptid with a grappling hook addiction.

You’re hooked.

But nothing — nothing — prepares you for what happens next.

Bruce is in the Batcave.

He’s running files. Pulling receipts. Zoom-enhancing like a 1989 hacker-savant on high-octane vengeance. And then — he remembers it.

Remembers something Joker said as a homicidal bar off the dome.

> “You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?”

That line. That cursed little nursery rhyme Joker drops before he shoots people in the face with Looney Tunes handguns.

And Bruce pauses.

The air gets thick. He flashes back to that alley. The pearls. The scream. The muzzle flash that turned him from boy to bat.

That line — it’s not just villain shtick. It’s the password to his origin trauma.

Fast forward.

Final act. Cathedral. Joker’s dragging Vicki Vale up what feels like 7,000 haunted stairs. Batman’s in pursuit, pissed, bleeding, emotionally cooked.

The belfry showdown begins.

And here it is.

The moment.

You swear it happened.

Batman grabs Joker by the collar, throws him into a pile of gothic architecture, and rasps out in his Michael Keaton bat-growl:

> “I’m gonna kill you, motherfucker.”

Not “scum.” Not “joker.” Not “you killed my parents.”

Motherfucker.

You paused the tape.

You rewound it.

You called your cousin in from the hallway.

> “Did you hear that? He said motherfucker.”

Your cousin shrugs. Your mom yells at you for rewinding too much. Your sibling’s trying to fix the tracking on the VCR.

But deep in your soul?

You know what you heard.

Except…

That line?

Doesn’t exist.

Nowhere in the actual script. Not in deleted scenes. Not in director’s commentary. Not even in the weird foreign dub where Joker laughs in French.

But you remember it.

You remember it.

Clear as day.

That’s how powerful Batman (1989) was.

It didn’t just tell you a story. It installed a glitch in your cortex. A false memory so emotionally potent that it warped VHS playback and left you with cinematic PTSD.

And don’t even get me started on the Joker’s line about rhubarb.

> “Never rub another man’s rhubarb.”

What?

Why?

What does that mean?

We don’t know. We didn’t know then. We still don’t.

But it was iconic. It felt important. It felt like… prophecy.

Let’s be real.

Michael Keaton was unhinged Batman before Bale made it method. Before Pattinson made it depressive. Before Clooney added nipples.

This Batman said “You wanna get nuts? Let’s get nuts,” like a man who eats drywall and challenges demons to bare-knuckle therapy.

So yes.

You remember him saying “motherfucker.” Because it felt earned.

Batman had been holding it in for 90 minutes. For 30 years. For his entire goddamn inner child.

And when he said it? You felt seen.

Mandela Effect?

Maybe.

Or maybe you just had the unrated cut that played only in your head.

And maybe that’s the only cut that matters.

Sleep well.

And if you ever catch a rerun of Batman (1989), turn the volume up. Right at the belfry fight.

And listen closely.

> If you hear it… > If you hear that raspy growl say > “I’m gonna kill you, motherfucker…”

You’re not crazy.

You’re just remembering the Bat-F-bomb Timeline that VHS tried to erase.

🦇 Reblog if you swear you heard Batman say “motherf*cker.” 🕰️ Reblog if your childhood memories came with static lines and tracking issues. 🃏 Reblog if Joker’s rhubarb line lives rent-free in your frontal lobe.

💥 Reblog if you’re 91% sure this happened… and 9% willing to fistfight over it.

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[cryptid-crow-wizard]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

you can’t even run away and join the circus anymore

[cryptid-crow-wizard]

sometimes you gotta fix your shoes with duct tape cause you’re staying at a friend, don’t have backup shoes and didn’t realize your shoes soles have decided to split in half until you stepped in a puddle

[theballadofharkness]

‘She’s with the Director’

Maya Mason x FemDirector!reader Universe Masterlist

Maya Mason Masterlist

Welcome to my Maya Mason x Director fem!reader, which I will be affectionately referring to as She’s with the Director Universe! These will be fics within the same universe as my fic ‘She’s with the Director’, all centered around the relationship between Maya Mason and FemDirector!reader. You’re Hollywood’s strangest rising Director, a cryptid in lipstick and leather boots, with a brain full of ghosts and a film reel coiled around your heart. And you’re in love with Maya Mason, Continental Studios’ head of marketing, the industry’s most stylish storm, quick-witted, brand-devoted, Gucci-wrapped, and utterly unmatched.

These stories were originally designed to be standalones that could be read in any order, but as this world grows, a little organization might help. So, I will put these fics in chronological order on the Masterlist. You can still pick and choose and read in any order you want.

🎥 = Smut

She’s with the Director 🎥

When Hollywood’s strangest new director begins quietly shopping her next script, Matt Remnick loses his mind trying to find her. Mysterious, brilliant, and barely reachable, she’s the kind of director that could give him his Rosemary’s Baby… if he can track her down. Maya Mason isn’t worried. Because the strangest woman in Hollywood that the studio is chasing? She already has her.

Going to the Globes 🎥

When the Golden Globe nominations come in, your horror film doesn’t just make the list, it dominates it. Best Picture. Best Script. Best Director. Maya, your girlfriend-slash-marketing queen, is the first person to know. She’s never been invited to the Globes before, but when you tell her she’s your plus one, it changes everything.

[linuxgamenews]

The Roads Untraveled: Exploring the New Content in Scarlet Hollow

The Roads Untraveled game update coming to Scarlet Hollow is a relaunch on Linux, Steam Deck, Mac, and Windows PC. All thanks to the creative minds at Black Tabby Games. Which you can find on Steam and Humble Store. Scarlet Hollow, the award-winning gothic horror story from Black Tabby (the minds behind Slay the Princess), is back with a massive update — The Roads Untraveled. This update isn’t just some minor tweak; it’s a full-on overhaul with tons of new content for Linux and Steam Deck. Due to hit Steam on Monday, March 3. Just in time for Visual Novel Fest. If you’ve already explored the eerie town of Scarlet Hollow, you’ll notice some big changes. And if you’re stepping in for the first time—welcome, but don’t get too comfortable. The title’s married dev duo has gone all in, expanding the script by over 70,000 words across four chapters, and upgrading the UI. Due to make the whole The Roads Untraveled experience smoother and creepier than ever. Plus, you’ll get even more of Abby Howard’s hauntingly beautiful art to pull you deeper into the mystery. You’re back in North Carolina, for your Aunt Pearlanne Scarlet’s funeral. She was the owner of the town’s old coal mine, but her passing isn’t the only thing stirring up trouble. Your cousin Tabitha isn’t eager to see you, and something else—something unnatural—is lurking in the shadows. The town has always had secrets, but this time, the mysteries feel heavier, the air thicker with something that shouldn’t be here.

Scarlet Hollow — before The Roads Untraveled update

It’s not just grief that brought you here. There’s a pull—something beyond logic—that’s dragging you deeper into this place, forcing you onto a path you might not be able to turn back from. Every choice you make changes the story, twisting it in ways you won’t see coming. And, it’s also not just Aunt Pearlanne’s life on the line. You can shape your experience in wild ways—maybe you can talk to animals, maybe you’re just that hot (seriously, it’s a trait). The choices you make unlock unique routes through the game’s branching paths, and yes, romance is an option—even if your potential partner happens to be a cryptid hunter or, you know, a decaying specter that won’t leave you alone. Seven chapters are planned, and each one pulls you deeper into this cursed town’s unraveling fate. The Roads Untraveled update lands on Steam starting March 3 with the launch of Visual Novel Fest. The best part? The first episode, completely reworked, will be free as a demo. You can play it and carry your progress straight into the full game. Which si also on Humble Store. Both priced at $24.99 USD / £19.99 / 21,99€. Coming to Steam Deck, Linux, Mac, and Windows PC. So, are you ready to return to Scarlet Hollow? Just be careful — you might not leave the same person you were when you arrived.