It’s all fun and games until you go from “Not guilty” to “Please lock me up.”
A Monster of the Week challenge.
Intro: A Reptilian hybrid in Des Moines, IA has managed to wriggle her way up through the ranks and become a judge. She’s now dispensing “justice” according to what her Reptilian masters have ordained. Unfortunately, she’s also become more bloodthirsty as time goes on.
Day: Judge Julie Latch lets certain specific criminals loose on orders in a plain white envelope given to her by her courtroom deputy. Her overseers give the orders, she follows them. Some of the criminals who are released are of special interest to the Reptilians. Anyone who questions Judge Latch is silenced by outside influences and manipulations.
It comes to the group’s attention that someone who was recently arrested because of their actions has just been released from jail on a technicality.
Shadows: Judge Latch starts questioning some of her orders. She becomes increasingly annoyed that some of the worst criminals are, in fact, being cycled through her court and given a free pass. Something begins hunting criminals down shortly after their release.
Sunset: Judge Latch excessively sentences a criminal to jail against her orders. Her overseers order her to take administrative leave. Her three hench people depart with her. A conflict between Reptilians and hybrids begins. The human pawns are caught in the middle.
Nightfall: Latch and her crew start killing and possibly feeding on criminals in the streets at night. It becomes obvious enough that the local news catches on before the Overseers can cover it up. Curfew is ordered by the Office of the Mayor. Police begin to actively patrol the streets, making it more difficult for anyone to do anything after 6:00 PM
Midnight: Latch and/or her hench people get caught on camera eating one of the criminals she let out on a technicality the week before. The Reptilian apocalypse begins. SCP has to be called in to contain the situation before it gets completely out of control.
This is my first go at creating a true MotW timeline. I still haven’t quite mastered monster generation. More on that when I get it figured out. Thanks for stopping by. More to come.
Sometimes parents actually believe their children.
Getting laid in a horror movie situation doesn’t always lead to death.
Remote viewing is not always 100% accurate, but many times it’s close.
The government is not interested in every paranormal event.
Investigator myths dispelled:
They’re not all crazy conspiracy theorists.
They’re not all professors wearing jackets with patches on the sleeves.
They’re not all wide-eyed college kids bound to get lost in the woods.
Just because one believes in ghosts, it doesn’t mean they believe in “aliens.”
They actually spend vast amount of time observing nothing until they find something. The “something” may just be a dot or blob, but still evidence.
Not all people are stupid enough to go down in the dark basement to check the electrical box.
No professional investigator likes a hoax. Hoaxing is not allowed!
Not every spiritually-oriented investigator collects crystals.
Sometimes freaky footage does end up on the nightly news, and still gets ignored by and large.
Priests are not immune to everything just by holding up a cross.
Other religions have people capable of performing an exorcism.
Not every professor can read Ancient Babylonian or Egyptian Hieroglyphs.
Not every spiritual person is educated in every religion.
Sometimes parents actually believe their children.
Getting laid in a horror movie situation doesn’t always lead to death.
Remote viewing is not always 100% accurate, but many times it’s close.
The government is not interested in every paranormal event.
There really are psychics. Some are quite powerful.
The Men in Black are real.
The Men in Black are not the kooky guys from the movies.
The Men in Black do not visit every experiencer or UFO witness.
There really is an Illuminati. They do not approach people on social media.
Astral travelers and remote viewers see a lot of things or beings not of this Earth.
Dispelling myths about modern paranormal investigations.
Phenomenon myths dispelled:
Not every properly conducted Ouija board session ends in tragedy.
Not every alleged haunted house is packed full of scary stuff.
Sometimes investigators have nights where nothing happens.
Not every EVP session ends in mysterious voices. Many don’t.
Not everything is a demon.
Not every ghost is evil.
Yes, there really are vampires, werewolves, and giant spiders.
Not everything is covered in an ancient tome or scroll.
If a book is bound in human flesh and inked in blood, leave it alone.
Not every cult follows an Elder god or wants human sacrifices.
Gunfire does not solve everything, or anything sometimes.
Not every artifact is cursed.
Sometimes are dolls are just toys.
Not all magic is evil.
Not all religion is good.
Not everything is evil or out to get you.
The ethereal plane (spirit world) is a wonderfully weird place.
Some beings are truly evil. We don’t know why.
There is always a way to banish or destroy a phenomenon.
Killing something is not always the answer.
Legitimate footage of phenomenon appearing on the internet will be taken down or debunked as a hoax almost immediately regardless of evidence.
The Dark Web is real. Most people would be advised to steer clear of it.
The aliens are not here to conquer the planet.
The term “alien” is no longer preferred. We use ET or being now.
ETs do not always abduct people. Sometimes it’s just a sighting.
Vampires and werewolves are nothing like the ones in the movies.
Stay away from the Reptilians. We don’t mention the Reptilians.
There are Reptilian Hybrids. We don’t talk about them, either.
These lists is (mostly) fictional (I guess.) Some of us are conspiracy theorists. More investigations to come with the Des Moines Remote Viewing Society for Monster of the Week RPG.
Thank you for stopping by. I appreciate you. Have fun. More to come.
Disclaimer: People and events depicted herein are fictitious and intended for entertainment use only. Any similarity to persons living or deceased is unintentional. There is no Des Moines Remote Viewing Society. This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of this blog.
Unfortunately, years of success, money, women, and repeated use of the spell have corrupted Larry Snelling. He has become a dark shell of his former self. The evil muse inside his mind starts to take physical form more each time Snelling invokes the dark powers. It becomes harder and harder to cover each show without the dark secret getting out.
How does a stage comedian stay on top? (Dead Moines on Stage for Monster of the Week RPG.)
*Content Warning*: Murder, Occult Ritual, Dark Magic, Gore.
By using an ancient blood curse that takes life energy in exchange for talent. The ritual psycho’s stage name is Mr Obtuse, because he always has an angle. He travels from town to town, stage to stage in every local comedy club that can be found. Some venues are so small he doesn’t waste his time invoking the dark magicks. Other times, one or two people randomly turn up missing from the airport bar or nearby hotel.
Larry, “Mr Obtuse” Snelling was a poor, downtrodden, talentless hack of a comedian until he accidentally summoned upon what he thought was a stage magician’s prop box. It contained a grimoire of ancient spells that could enhance many aspects of stage magic. All Snelling wanted to do was make people laugh. After researching the grimoire excessively, he found the perfect spell to do exactly what he wanted.
Some nights Mr Obtuse isn’t quite as funny as others. He started in small, local comedy clubs and only moves up to major venues and elsewhere on rare occasions. He claims he feels more comfortable in small clubs. In actuality, he knows it’s more difficult to tie him to any disappearances or murders that happen in the area.
Unfortunately, years of success, money, women, and repeated use of the spell have corrupted Larry Snelling. He has become a dark shell of his former self. The evil muse inside his mind starts to take physical form more each time Snelling invokes the dark powers. It becomes harder and harder to cover each show without the dark secret getting out.
When he finally gets to Des Moines, stress by being approached by local radio talent and multiple interviews start to take their toll. Suddenly he finds himself relying on the ritual more and more until finally, he snaps. Worse, the dark muse may take its final form and consume Snelling.
Hopefully the group catches on before a beloved pet or family member is sacrificed for Mr Obtuse’s talent. Will the group discover the Grimoire and recover it before he skips town? The monster will only come out more and more if he is not stopped.
Thanks for stopping by to see me, though. I appreciate you! No dark anything needed. Inspired by Tales from the Darkside and my friend Miss Pandora Greaves. More to come for Monster of the Week.
Flash forward to present. Dan, the group’s mentor and primary source of case information is not necessarily the best housekeeper. He’s a consummate bachelor and doesn’t necessarily clean the leftovers out of his fridge as often as he should. One day the group gets a call.
Remember whatever was living in the “mystery foil” in the back of the fridge?
A bizarre creature stalks the Earth in this lighthearted Monster of the Week encounter.
An old case file of the Des Moines Remote Viewing Society recently reveals the existence of what Brenda Hart called “The Mushroom Man.” This man was living not far from the river and had huge amounts of mushrooms, molds and fungi growing throughout his house. The DMRVS exposed Mushroom Man after learning he had murdered his wife in order to feed his monstrous collection and further his own experiments.
When the police went to arrest him, however, they discovered he had fled, probably on foot and was likely living off the grid. Further investigation uncovered additional human remains on the Mushroom Man’s property. Police were unable to determine where they came from or how old they were due to the presence of a toxic, invasive species of mold on the bodies. To hamper efforts further, the house burned down, apparently as a result of an arson fire.
Before everything fell apart, Dan, Tom, and Brenda learned The Mushroom Man was performing a wide variety of ancient hedge magic rituals from the book of shadows passed down through his family for several centuries. All of his spells revolved around the growth and consumption of mushrooms. Mushroom Man had apparently been making a living by selling the medicinal kind in order to make a living. Police found several strains of relatively non-lethal hallucinogenic and edible mushrooms at the scene before the fire.
Unfortunately, one of the species of mushrooms The Mushroom Man was growing fed best on beds of decomposing flesh. His experiments falsely concluded (unnecessarily) that they grew best on human flesh. DMRVS investigator Dan Miller made this discovery while looking for what happened to The Mushroom Man’s wife in 2016.
Flash forward to present. Dan, the group’s mentor and primary source of case information is not necessarily the best housekeeper. He’s a consummate bachelor and doesn’t necessarily clean the leftovers out of his fridge as often as he should. One day the group gets a call.
Dan’s refrigerator has been overrun by mold. Stranger yet, something seems to have pushed the door open and slithered off. Could this be the revenge of The Mushroom Man, or something far more sinister and arcane?
Disclaimer: People and events depicted herein are fictitious and intended for entertainment use only. Any similarity to persons living or deceased is unintentional. There is no Des Moines Remote Viewing Society. This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of this blog.
*Editor’s note: I know this wasn’t a monster per se, but MotW lends itself to storytelling. The actual monster statistics are a bit less relevant sometimes. It’s up to the Keeper as to whether or not this is just something freaky from Dan’s fridge or The Mushroom Man’s spells coming back to haunt Dan. Or possibly both.
Picture being away from civilization far enough to not hear the freeway or the city. Go for a walk in the woods away from the lights of the farm, the campfire, and no cell phone. It’s just you, the trees, and silent darkness.
Have you ever been in complete and utter darkness?
Picture being away from civilization far enough to not hear the freeway or the city. Go for a walk in the woods away from the lights of the farm, the campfire, and no cell phone. It’s just you, the trees, and silent darkness.
A quiet, introspective, peaceful place for some, a terrifying, nightmare-fueled, fearful wilderness for others. What’s really out there? What lurks in the dark that’s not there during the daytime hours?
Monster of the Week Adventure Pitch:
The city regularly experiences blackouts in the electrical grid that last just long enough for vampires to feed and multiply.
3:00 AM did not disappoint. The trap cams at both locations went haywire. We have video footage from the cemetery of all sorts of movement and shapes. It’s like someone conjured every ghost in the place. The chainsaw carver’s booth was just as active, but our owl friend was blocking one cam and the other two were cut mysteriously. Hopefully the trail cams captured something.
When last we left our heroes Dan had talked Brenda into loaning out her van for the night and Tom had to work.
Sounds anticlimactic, we know. Chasing ghosts and Illuminated Cultists isn’t always about massive (propane) explosions and the good guys always coming out on top, as you’ll soon see. –Narrator.
Disclaimer: People and events depicted herein are fictitious and intended for entertainment use only. Any similarity to persons living or deceased is unintentional. There is no Des Moines Remote Viewing Society. This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of this blog.
Brenda’s Notes:
Dan and I had a very pleasant evening together in my van doing the surveillance on the Fairgrounds Cemetery. We spent the first half of the night napping instead of enjoying the Fair or anything else. We set the system to wake us up if anything significant happened. We all know the juicy stuff usually happens around 3:00 anyway.
Around midnight the trap cams at the carver’s booth went off and surveillance cams showed Julie apparently leaving late with someone. A little while later, an owl flew in front of one of the cameras. A little strange, but not necessarily paranormal.
At around 1:00 our system went bananas with activity in the cemetery. One of the mausoleums opened up and two small, red orbs floated out of it. Our cemetery trap cams went haywire. The orbs flew up near Camera 3 and suddenly our whole system failed. Dan and I have seen this phenomenon before around other paranormal events.
Against my advice that wingnut Dan went out into the cemetery with a GoPro and his phone to try to capture something. Before he even made it over the fence he was greeted with what can only be described as a yellow firework, as if someone shot off a large Roman candle and it just kept going. Whatever this thing was drained the batteries on Dan’s phone and the GoPro, chasing him back into the van. It hovered by the back door before circling the van twice and vanishing. The electronics came back on a short time later. It didn’t stay quiet for long. Audio activity at the cemetery went absolutely crazy at 2:38 AM. There were a lot of unnatural shrieks, murmurs and even some unearthly moaning. You just can’t make this stuff up sometimes.
I started getting another stupid nosebleed shortly after we heard the audio get intense. A voice in my head started trying to compel me to drive away. Lucky for us I’ve actually trained for moments like those. I was able to shield myself from any further contact for the rest of the night.
I think poor Dan thought I abandoned him, though. He kept asking if I was okay. I tried to explain I had to maintain a semi-trance state to keep the bad voices away. Not sure he believed me. He’ll learn. — Brenda Hart.
Dan’s notes after 2:45 AM.
Screenshot from Fresno Nightcrawlers video for reference.
We had some pretty intense EVP activity around 2:30 AM and then Bren caught a nosebleed. She told me someone was trying to get in, so I locked the doors. I left one GoPro running up front and grabbed the other one in case something showed up at the back window. When I came back, Bren was zoned out in la-la land somewhere.
She mumbled something at me a couple of times. I figured she was doing RV or preventing someone from viewing us. Whatever it was, she left me alone for the rest of the night. Darn shame, too. I was enjoying her company.
3:00 AM did not disappoint. The trap cams at both locations went haywire. We have video footage from the cemetery of all sorts of movement and shapes. It’s like someone conjured every ghost in the place. The chainsaw carver’s booth was just as active, but our owl friend was blocking one cam and the other two were cut mysteriously. Hopefully the trail cams captured something.
Then the real excitement started when Herky the wooden pummeling Hawkeye showed up. This time he came straight at the back door, but I was ready for him. I unpacked my flamethrower and popped it on right before he got to the van. The fire discouraged him long enough for me to climb out of the van and run him down.
I have a very good video of me chasing the mascot down and beating him with an axe. I beat him down on the sidewalk. As we suspected, it was made completely of wood. I felt like I was being watched, so I climbed back in the van, turned off the fire and went back to the cameras.
What happened next defies logic. A couple of what are referred to as “Night Crawlers” wandered through the cemetery for about three minutes before disappearing into the direction of the Fairgrounds. They literally look like a pair of white pants walking on their own. Not sure what that’s about. Cryptids aside, we’ve got all kinds of other blips and ghostly images. We have a ton of footage to put up on the site and the YouTube channel when we’re done.
The next morning, I went to grab the remains of Herky, but they were gone. No ashes, just signs of where the struggle occurred and some wood chips. We decided to break camp before the cops came along and noticed the scorch marks behind the van. They always have all those pesky questions about, “what are you doing here?” and “Why are there scorch marks on the ground?”
Sleep and checking on my windshield are on the agenda before we do anything else. We’re going to go retrieve the gear from the carvers–Dan.
The next day local news stations broke a story about a large vulture seen perched on several local rooftops. Fairgrounds security reported “heavy fireworks activity” around the cemetery. There was also a national news piece about a crop circle formation in Northwest Iowa that had poor Tom freaking out.
He had three more nights at work before he could really go investigate. All Tom could do until then was review the footage from two nights prior and work on the website. Meanwhile he was going crazy watching MUFON feeds and talking to his friends in the organization. There have been sightings all over Iowa in the last week or two.
Finally, Tom got a call from the guy we call, “Big Lou.” His online name is BigLou42. He’s been around Dan and Brenda one way or another for years. He may have multiple avatars on multiple message boards/social media networks. We’re pretty sure he works for the government. Tom usually drives him nuts.
Lewis told Tom, “We’re watching you guys. You’re close to some things ‘They’ would prefer not get out.” He went onto mention, “Oh, and that website you’re building- don’t. You’re going to get visitors on your doorstep you don’t want to talk to.”
Dan has suggested we take my van tonight while his is being worked on. We know the trap cams at both stakeout sites were exceptionally active last night. I suspect our other cam footage will be revealing once we’ve had time to review it. Tom also noticed a spike in EVP and some other audio activity last night in the graveyard.
AKA Dan and Brenda’s wild night at the Iowa State Fair.
From Brenda’s notes:
We secured permission from Sutton to set up trap cams and take video from the chainsaw carving booth, specifically the vending area under the guise of trying to catch whoever stole the Cy and Herky Statues. Dan was left to monitor the whole affair.
Julie, one of Sutton’s assistants didn’t seem too happy about us poking around. Not sure what her issue was exactly. Thought I smelled something near the cash register that wasn’t sawdust. Reminded me a little of ritual incense.
Tom has to work tonight. He’s out of vacation for a while. I guess someone has to stock shelves. He was super helpful last night with everything that happened. He took care of me when I blacked out.
Dan has suggested we take my van tonight while his is being worked on. We know the trap cams at both stakeout sites were exceptionally active last night. I suspect our other cam footage will be revealing once we’ve had time to review it. Tom also noticed a spike in EVP and some other audio activity last night in the graveyard.
Dan has also asked for a remote viewing of either area. Of course he doesn’t understand the process or my abilities. After last night’s hemorrhaging from my nose, I’m not sure that’s a good plan. –Brenda Hart.
Built to accommodate Brenda’s Wheelchair. Much more comfortable than Dan’s heavily damaged cargo van.
Dan was noticeably upset about the damage to the driver’s side of the van and the smashed glass. At least the front windshield remained intact well enough to get it to the shop. They stopped long enough to transfer all of the gear into Brenda’s shiny red van. It was considerably more conspicuous than Dan’s white Ford Cargo Van, but much more comfortable.
Dan also had patches of missing time, the same thing Tom experienced the night before. Neither man could explain what had happened within close proximity to the carver’s tents. Sutton’s assistants stayed extra late after closing, however. It was beginning to look like they might be minimally involved.
Dan and Tom had begun construction on a new website and it looked as if the group was going to need it soon. Brenda and Dan glanced through the cemetery trap cam footage to see what they had missed. Not only had the cameras caught a group of teenagers sneaking around the graveyard in the dark, but several blurry images of human figures at different locations.
By the time the crew had rested and reassembled, it was late in the evening. Tom had just enough time to reset all of the cemetery cameras before going to work. Dan went back to visit A.J. Sutton again and obtained permission to renew their stakeout there.
A new statue had disappeared during the night, much to everyone’s dismay. This time it was Billy the Buzzard, a mascot for a local restaurant. The lawn gnome Dan and Brenda had been monitoring specifically had been picked up early, shortly after the Fair opened, according to Julie.
This is night number two of the fairgrounds case with the missing chainsaw carver statues. We’re going back today to see if we can set up trap cams after they shut the booth down for the night. The footage from last night is pretty compelling stuff. Dan and I believe Tom may have gotten distracted while on duty.
Case 2. Dead Wood in Des Moines.
From the Journal of Brenda Hart, Secretary/Treasurer of the DsMRMVS.
Wanted to jot down some findings on our first two “cases.” I had to remind the boys that we’re not detectives and we’re not getting paid for any of this yet. I don’t think any of us are doing this for profit. More for truth, justice and disclosure.
This is night number two of the fairgrounds case with the missing chainsaw carver statues. We’re going back today to see if we can set up trap cams after they shut the booth down for the night. The footage from last night is pretty compelling stuff. Dan and I believe Tom may have gotten distracted while on duty.
Dan is replacing Tom on the fairgrounds stake out. We’re also rearranging some of the cams from the cemetery to the fairgrounds and vice versa. The cemetery has been a huge bust so far with some minor electromagnetic phenomena and a few notable EVPs. It will be exciting watching both locations from the van as long as Dan doesn’t get arrested.
Additional note from Dan about night number two:
Re: Cemetery next to the fairgrounds- we’ve gotten a few significant EVPs and a few electromagnetic hits, but no sightings or other activities. It’s Tuesday of the Fair and we’re hoping activity will pick up soon.
I’m swapping out with Tom on the stake out of the Chainsaw Carver’s booth. We got permission to put up trap cams under the guise of trying to catch the thieves. Noticed Sutton’s sales assistant, Julie, is big into Wicca. Could there be a connection?
Additional note: Someone removed all of the locks from the mausoleums in the cemetery today. Not sure who it is. His back was to the cameras in every shot. It’s kinda creepy and strange, but so far no other activity to report. Tom and Brenda are going to have their hands full tonight in the van with both sets of cameras reporting in constantly. Doubt we’re getting a lot of sleep.
The next morning, Dan returned to his van, the monitoring center for the operation. Both the driver’s and passenger’s side windows had been smashed with considerable force. There were fist sized dents down the passenger’s side. Brenda and Tom were huddled in the back with rear doors bound tight. Somehow the equipment kept recording.
Tom and Brenda were pretty shaken by what had transpired during the night. It was if two entities wanted into the van. Tom described a wooden fist going through the driver’s side window. Brenda went into shock and needed medical attention, claiming some force wanted her to leave. Tom’s Gopro didn’t capture anything beyond the van shaking violently and windows being smashed. It really did look like a wooden fist with black feathers went through the window.
From Tom’s Journal: Brenda and I were nearly taken out last night. At about 3:00 AM Brenda suddenly went into deep trance and began bleeding from the nose. A short time later the van started rocking and the windows up front were smashed. Had Brenda been functional, I would have stepped out to confront whoever it was. At least the cameras in the fairgrounds and the cemetery kept going. Hopefully something productive will come from this.
That night’s stakeout of the cemetery was manned by Dan and Brenda while Tom somewhat illegally wrangled his way back into the Fair with some surveillance gear and provisions. (The cemetery investigation is detailed elsewhere.) The next morning, the entire team reviewed Tom’s bizarre, inexplicable footage
The Des Moines Remote Viewing Society picked up their second “case” much sooner than expected.
It was a dark and stormy night at the Iowa State Fair on the Monday after the fair opened. The Des Moines Remote Viewing Society snagged their second unofficial case. They were walking around the fairgrounds together discussing the cemetery case, eating funnel cakes, and not taking anything too seriously. They stumbled upon an unusual flyer on their way by the Frontier Village.
The Strange Case of AJ Sutton, Wood Carver.
The Case of the Missing Chainsaw Carvings.
The crew wandered down to the Chainsaw Artist’s booth and took in the 1:30 show. The crowd peered on as a man turned a fairly ordinary hunk of log into a statue of an old farmer wearing a straw hat and holding a corn cob pipe. The artist’s only tools were five sizes of chainsaws and his imagination.
He buzzed and grinded away for over an hour and a half, taking a few breaks for water and to talk to the crowd. The artist, AJ Sutton, said the statues just appeared to him in the wood. It was almost as if the statues wanted to make an appearance on their own. Most statues were polished and stained after the show, then given to whomever commissioned them or sold at the Woodcutter’s Tent.
Birds, wolves, cats, as well as school mascots like Cy the Cyclone and Herky the Hawkeye were popular. The statues usually sold for around $65.00 or more.
After the show, Dan and Brenda talked to AJ backstage while Tom poked around the scene of the crime under the pretense of buying a statue. The empty bases of where the Cy and Herky statues were on display remained intact, almost as if the statues had walked off on their own.
“It happens almost every year.” AJ explained.
“Usually it’s just some college kids playing a prank,” he continued. “Watch. They’ll turn up trying to milk the Butter Cow in a photo later or magically show up at a concert on the last night of the Fair. Happens almost every year.”
Tom discovered one anomaly that didn’t make a lot of sense. Usually the statues were stolen with their bases. The statues weren’t balanced well enough by themselves to stand on their own. Yet there was no sawdust on the grassy ground near the scene. Tina, the girl in charge of selling the statues said there had never been an incident where the bases were left behind before. There was bare wood under where the mascots had been posed.
Further investigation revealed one of the Fair sanitation workers had seen two “young kids in what looked like mascot costumes” running away from the scene.
Dan’s “command center,” a 2012 Dodge Caravan loaded up with cameras and electronics for the cemetery stake out was pressed into service as soon as the group rounded out their day. A quick Internet search revealed several pranks from years past as AJ had described them. In every photo, the statues were still on bases and many appeared to be heavy enough to require two or more people to move them.
That night’s stakeout of the cemetery was manned by Dan and Brenda while Tom somewhat illegally wrangled his way back into the Fair with some surveillance gear and provisions. (The cemetery investigation is detailed elsewhere.) The next morning, the entire team reviewed Tom’s bizarre, inexplicable footage.
No obvious signs of tampering. The camera aimed into the statuary sales area turned itself off and on three times during the night.
It got freakier from there. A lawn gnome and the farmer in the straw hat appeared to move around the area random during the night. Each time they moved, they reappeared in different poses. Each time they moved, they were still on their bases in a different pose!
Tom said he didn’t see anything strange at the time. No EVPs. Thermal was normal. He also did not notice the camera shutting down for half an hour at a time. The next morning he observed the statues back in their original places as if nothing had happened.
Closer to morning two “kids in mascot costumes” were seen climbing the fence on the University Ave side. A state trooper followed up on the report, but did not find anyone matching that description. There was some damage to the fence where someone heavy had climbed over and apparently used a piece of wood to get around the razor wire at the top of the fence. No blood or serious damage, however.
Donut Hut across the street on University from the fairgrounds also reported a break-in and vandalization during the night. The only anomaly was the presence of wood splinters in the broken glass of their front window, but no bat or other piece of wood found at the scene.
To be continued…
Disclaimer: People and events depicted herein are fictitious and intended for entertainment use only. Any similarity to persons living or deceased is unintentional. There is no Des Moines Remote Viewing Society. This is a work of fiction. No one was harmed in the making of this blog.
Legal Stuff: For use with with Monster of the Week by Michael Sands. Monster of the Week is copyrighted by Evil Hat Productions, LLC and Generic Games.
I was blessed to receive an email from the author himself! Squee! He was kind enough to drop the link for his official policy, too. And the icing on the cake- the best news out of all of this- the policy is practically idiot proof.
Okay, this isn’t breaking news for some, but it’s cool to me.
I emailed Evil Hat Studios because I was curious about possibly publishing a season or two of Monster of the Week RPG on DriveThruRPG. I’ve seen other material for MotW on there and thought it might be cool. So, as a somewhat responsible writer, I started poking around and asking questions. I wasn’t finding a ton of stuff, so I emailed Evil Hat directly.
What I got was a response from Sean Nittner saying my request would be forwarded to Michael Sands. It’s not impossible, but it’s unusual to be placed in touch with an actual author. I almost fainted.
I’m also excited about Codex of Worlds for MotW now.
I was blessed to receive an email from the author himself! Squee! He was kind enough to drop the link for his official policy, too. And the icing on the cake- the best news out of all of this- the policy is practically idiot proof.
This policy is instinctual. It’s stuff I would do anyway. And it’s simple. I wish every game company would be cool like this. There aren’t pages of “Must Include” OGL documentation, legalese and corporate butt-kissing that has to go into everything.
Personal Note: I got an email from the author himself. Squeee!
Hearing from authors turns me into a drooling fanboy pretty fast. I appreciate it!
I have to say, it wasn’t long. It wasn’t super personal. But it always blows my mind when I hear directly from an author. All the fun of getting an autograph without the need for a restraining order against me. 😜 (j/k!)
I’ve heard back from other RPG authors over the years, and it always makes my day. Maybe in this era of Internet interactions, it’s easier. Maybe it’s because I can’t get out to go to conventions these days (and I live in Iowa where conventions are few and far between.) Someday I hope to get out to run games, shmooze, and go to seminars again a convention.
Still, please give Michael some support where/when possible. He’s one of the good ones! Thank you again for getting back to me, Michael.
I hope June is a happy and prosperous month ahead for everyone. Thanks for being here. I appreciate you!
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