#top magnus

[happybunnykat]

This episodes horror is 2 fold because getting on this webbed site after listening to it is like getting slapped in the face.

[wolfythewitch]

Flesh, Desolation, Spiral

[the-magnus-protocol]

Gwen showing up to work tomorrow

[cherrywhite]

every single time (template from @mhuyo)

[starsandwriting]

Haha. Hahaha.

[ID: Alternating excerpts from the transcripts of The Magnus Protocol episode 11 and The Magnus Archives episode 112 and 67.

1.

Gwen: I thought he was going to kill me!

Lena: But he didn’t, which means you’ve passed the first part of your probation. Congratulations. Did you scream?

2.

(Elias): congratulations. You’re doing a lot better than I expected.

Archivist: Feels like all I’ve managed to do is… not die.

Elias: And believe me, that is a remarkably rare skill.

3.

Gwen: I don’t understand.

Lena: Yes, you do.

Beat.

Gwen: But… why?

Lena: “Why” comes later. For now, it’s best you try to process the “what.” I’ll let you know when I have another liaison assignment for you.

4.

Archivist: So you obviously know how to stop it. You could just tell me!

Elias: I could. But I believe that if I did so, you would fail. The Stranger is antithetical to us.

[The Archivist sighs heavily]

5.

Gwen (defeated): I… Ok.

Gwen opens the door.

Lena: Oh, and Gwen?

Gwen: Yes?

Lena: Get some sleep. You look dreadful.

6.

Archivist: Of course, of course. Understood.

Elias: And for God’s sake, get some sleep.

End ID]

Thank you @princess-of-purple-prose for the ID!

[humanteethmarksonhumanbone]

its a banger my lord, i insist

[stolos]

Just imagine like a thousand more needles in ‘em

Guys I’m trying to get a proper Needles design out but I cannot get them to look how he does in my head😭 I did this one in like an hour bcs i wasn’t sure if my design could strike a balance of “trying to hard” and “could genuinely be unsettling” but like the other two sketches I’ve done look like this so:

I’m sorry Needles I’ll try to do you better next time😔😔😔

Edit: Adding my very first sketches! (Top right is why I never share em)

[eighthman-bound]

Burn this damn road allready

[pomeg-glitch]

fun jmart commission for sweet1ikehoneyy on insta for their donation to @magnusforgaza! go check it out and donate/commission if you can!

[potato-lord-but-not]

assorted tma doodles because I love my disaster gays 🫶

[mikothemushroom]

Save me Trans Martin k blackwood… Save me ….

[dyke-in-crisis]

these divas are having a sims off

[dcartcorner]

Research era Tim and Jon join the car wash, commission for @chrisis-averted ! Thanks for the support!

[brettanomycroft]

special shoutout to super random internet stranger who i definitely do not know @zaycheese for helping me realize my vision

[nanaarchy]

Hey chat !!!! I'm going insane.

Ever since my first listen to TMA, I've had a huge question that NEVER got answered.

Never. Not in the whole series, not Q&As or the wiki or anything. I thought I would never find answers. I thought it would be forgotten. I thought it was a small insignificant detail and I'd have to live with never knowing the truth about it.

Now with TMAGP 19, I might finally know the answer.

Maybe. Maybe maybe. But It Could Be. And now I'm losing my mind at the implications.

((For the record, I know that the stories and worldbuilding are inherently separate - hell, there are even timeline differences in the cases I'm using as evidence. But the overlap might be important, especially when it comes to the Web.))

Spoilers for both shows below!

Its branches were exquisite, and delicate, swaying slightly from small eddies in the liquid, and they shone with every spectra. I must confess that to look upon it, one was – (sigh) filled with profound wonder at its exquisite elegance. [...] Even I, steeped in worldly matters as I am, recognized The Lord’s words to Adam, and was much dismayed at the implication. Isaac then plucked the delicate fruit with ungloved hands and held it before me. [...] The creature was taking root. Strands of its mottled brown hair were extruding downwards between the floor, seeking the dark earth below. Then, too, its back began to sprout, radiant branches unfurling and thickening before me, reaching upwards towards the sunlight with a seemingly insatiable desire. [...] I tell you here, Robert, it saw me, and it knew me. (TMAGP 19 - HARD RESET)

It was an ornate wooden thing, with a snaking pattern of lines weaving their way around towards the centre. The pattern was hypnotic and shifted as I watched it, like an optical illusion. I found my eyes following the lines towards the middle of the table, where there was nothing but a small square hole. Graham noticed me staring, and told me that interesting antique furniture was one of his few true passions. Apparently he’d found the table in a second-hand shop during his student days and fallen in love with it. It had been in pretty bad shape but he’d spent a long time and a lot of money restoring it, though he’d never been able to figure out what was supposed to go in the centre. He assumed it was a separate piece and couldn’t track it down. (MAG 3 - ACROSS THE STREET)

Re: Magnus Institute Ruins. By RedCanary on Saturday April 23 2022 12:17pm. The photos from the spelunk seem properly gone, but I did find an old wooden thing with a bunch of similar symbols on. Some kinda empty box, not really sure what for, though. Gonna see if I can get the light right for a decent pic. Edit: No dice, I’m afraid. Must be something up with my phone camera. Really not helping the whole paranoia thing either. Anyone know anything about photographic distortion? Gonna see if I can borrow my dad’s SLR tomorrow. (TMAGP 1 - FIRST SHIFT)

Adelard Dekker stood in the corner. He was straight and motionless, his lips moving rapidly, though no sound came out of them. In the centre of the room, stood a table carved from dark wood and wrapped all over with a sprawling, intricate pattern. And in front of that table was the thing that had said it was my cousin. It was long and thin, the tops of it bent against the ceiling and its stick-like limbs flailed from too many joints and elbows. Wrapped around it were thick strands of what I think was spider’s web, stretching back into the table, which I now saw pulsed along its carved channels with a sickly light. The face at the top of that gangly frame was like nothing on earth. (MAG 78 - DISTANT COUSIN)

Now... Now I get it. I get it. I finally gave an answer. Or, at least, I think we'll get a concrete answer soon. But I think I get it.

I think I get where the web table comes from. I think I know what it's made of. why it glows. why it had a hole in the middle. I think I might know how the web gained control and sentience so much faster than the other fears. and, if it still manifests in the same way in the Protocol universe, how it also quickly became "the manager" of other fears, as theories suggest.

More importantly, I think I know what was up with the mysterious tree from so, so long ago.

Now I have an answer.

Why was there an apple buried in Hill Top Road?

I opened the box and sitting inside was a single green apple. It looked fresh, shiny, with a coat of condensation like it had just been picked on a cool spring morning. I picked it up. I wasn’t going to eat it, I’m not that stupid, but more than bleeding trees or phantom burning, this confused me. As I took it out of the box, though, it began to turn. The skin turned brown and bruised and started to shrivel in my hand. Then it split. And out came spiders. Dozens, hundreds of spiders erupting from this apple that was rotting right before my eyes. I shrieked and dropped it before any of them could touch my arm. The apple fell to the ground and burst in a cloud of dust. I backed away and waited until I was sure all the spiders had left before retrieving the box. I smashed it with a crowbar, and threw the remains into a skip. (MAG 8 - BURNED OUT)

And now I have an answer. Maybe.

[snekberry]

the archivist gets top surgery <3