Recommended #36 | Halloween Edition

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Here are some spooooky recommendations for Halloween. Happy tricks and treats.

I, of course, have to start off with the Halloween anthology book that I have a story in.

Hush: Anthology by Earnest Writes

Now that the shameless self promotion is out of the way, here’s the rest of the list.

Playing SPOOOOOPY Songs In Beat Saber… by Tempex

LUIGI’S MANSION 3 Gameplay Walkthrough Part 1 – FULL GAME (Nintendo Switch) by GhostRobo

🎃 CARVING the 7 DEADLY SINS on Pumpkins! 👻 *spooky* by Jazza

Slumber Parties Are Witch Gatherings by Let Me Explain Studios

The Lost World | DCEASED #6 Review (FINAL ISSUE, SPOILERS) by Fortress of Solitude

FNAF VR’s DREAD-ful New Game! | Curse of Dreadbear (FNAF VR Help Wanted DLC) by GTLive

Do you have any recommendations? Tell me in the comments.

Until the next wormhole…thanks for reading.

The Herobrine Exists Theory

With the revival of Minecraft, there comes many new videos and theories about the game’s hidden lore. The YouTube channel The Game Theorists is just one of those looking into various theories.

It is pretty obvious that some kind of civilization existed before you (the player) arrived. There are ruined structures, like the temples and the strongholds. And it seems that civilization is trying to start up again, hence the villagers.

With it being October, I plan to tell a ghost story–a Minecraft ghost story. You guess it. It’s a theory about Herobrine. (Not that big of a surprise since it was in the title.)

Supposedly, Herobrine is a mob or something that appears in worlds at random. He is always seen from a distance and vanishes. He looks like the default Steve character, except for glowing eyes. Some believe him to be a ghost or a glitch in the game code. But, maybe, he’s supposed to be there.

Maybe, he’s one of the ancient builders.

Obviously, something happened to the previous builders. What it was is up for debate. The Game Theorists say that the builders accidentally unleashed the Wither; they couldn’t beat it so they had to retreat to strongholds. They then evacuated to the End.

However it happened, the point remains that they had portal technology. They could go to the Nether or to the End. What if there was a lab accident while working on the prototype? And let’s say a guy who looks like Steve is caught in the blast. He is then trapped between worlds, blinking in and out. Maybe Herobrine is just trapped.

Or Herobrine could be something even more. Maybe he knew that their civilization was dying but wanted to warn the next one so he made a time machine, but it malfunctioned and he is phasing in and out of time. Wouldn’t that be something if he was a messenger trying to prevent history from repeating itself?

So next time you hear a story about someone seeing Herobrine, don’t laugh because it just might be some lost soul.

Happy Halloween.

Until the next wormhole…thanks for reading.


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Memorial Day Bonus | Recommended

The following are my opinion and do not reflect the opinion of any organization or person.

Some movies or shows to start you off

Dear Diary, I Died (Vudu)

Battle for LA

“Hide and Secrets” from Mega Man: Fully Charged (Cartoon Network)

What’s Memorial Day without a nice trilogy:

Top 10 Scary SCP’s That Could End The World by MostAmazingTop10

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

And for the Fortnite fans…some Fortbyte locations from FanBoyPotion

#6

#7

#8

#16

#17

More Fortbyte location videos can be found on his YouTube channel

Finally, a nice spooky tale from H.P. Lovecraft narrated by Madame Raven

The Doom that Came to Sarnath and Free Give Away!

Happy Memorial Day!

Recommended #24

The following are my opinion and do not reflect the opinion of any organization or person.

Movies/Film

“Shadow of Evil” from Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Justice League vs The Fatal Five

Second Act

Blog Posts

Op Shopping and Café Hopping in Labrador | Four Nomadics by Michelle

I changed to all cruelty-free products. by What’s In My Wonderland?

Zuru Egg Hunt: Smashers Series 3 by Hemingway Sisters

Books/Stories

Two Terrifying Tales from MythologyLovesHorror! by Madame Raven

“Tehran’s Old Ghosts” from Tehran’s Old Ghosts by EdCowling

Six Figure Author: Mentors by Mark Brandon Powell

Podcasts/News

BPFS006: Don’t Kill For Me, Absalom’s Fate by The Best Page Forward Show

#16: When Sales Tank by Relentless Authors Advertise

Ryan Parrott on Scripting for Comics by Dreamer Comics Highlights

Comics

Ghost Of Loki Past | Thor #12 (War Of Realms Tie In) by Caped-Joel

Leviathan Rising Part 4 | Action Comics #1010 Review by Fortress of Solitude

The Frame Up | Heroes In Crisis #8 by Caped-Joel

Everything Else

How Captain Marvel Should Have Ended by How It Should Have Ended

Public Speaking by TimTom

What To Do With Zero Dollars by It’s Alex Clark


Do you have any recommendations for movies, blogs, books, podcasts, comics, or randomness? Tell me in the comments.

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Recommended: Post 11

Girls of a Feather by infIorescent (Open Novella Contest ongoing): Ignoring her mother’s warnings about the fairytale witch, Antsje Pluk, Annemie journeys into the forest at night. She is soon discovered by the witch and taken. Now it is up to her sister, Aleta, to rescue her.

Running in Ruin by WinterMidnight44 (Open Novella Contest ongoing): Orinthea, the dethroned Corvus queen, now works as a detective. Her newest case, the murder of a royal from another court, could spell trouble for Orinthea as she digs deeper.

Staying in Sanity by flintdiao (Open Novella Contest ongoing): Kathleen keeps drawing the Tarot card The Ten of Swords. She knows what it normally means, but feels this time it means something more. Soon, she meets a strange man that seems very interested in her.

Damsel Not in Distress

I was running for my life.

 I’d been working on a case with the police. A serial killer was on the loose.

 I was getting close. Too close. One final message to police. Sally was in danger.

 When I could I would teleport. It must have looked weird to see someone running down the streets poofing in and out. But I didn’t care, I had to get to Sally’s.

***

 Sally sat down to have some popcorn. She’d just gotten it the way she liked and had a movie ready to stream. She plopped on the couch and took a sip of her soda. She was about to start the movie when the phone rang. She sighed and tapped her Omni-Cuff. “Hello,” she said, but all she got in response was heavy breathing. “Not funny, Danny.” She hung up.

 She turned back to the holographic projection, the title screen still selected. She was about to give the command to start the movie, but the phone rang again. Once again she answered and could only hear the heavy breathing. “I swear if you’re playing a prank…”

 “Having a nice night, Miss Pine?” said a voice that could freeze water. He then began breathing heavily again.

 “Who is this?”

 “You’re…protector is ruining my fun. I had such fun before the police brought him aboard. Superheroes have a way of ruining everyone’s fun. Now, I’m going to have fun with you.”

 Sally hung up. “Omni-Cuff, trace that call.”

 “Tracing,” said the AI voice. “Call came from inside your home.”

 Sally jumped from the couch and went on alert. She rushed for the drawer that held her weapon. It was gone. The phone rang again but this time it was broadcasted throughout the house. “Ah, ah, ah,” said the voice. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find it?” The line then went dead.

 Then the lights.

 When they came back on the serial killer stood a few feet away from Sally. He wore a poncho and hood. He looked like some kind of twisted modern version of the Grim Reaper. She reached for the dog whistle comm-link to contact me. He waved a disapproving finger at her. “We can’t have any of that. I’ve jammed all signals.”

 The man approached her, slowly. He wanted her to feel every moment of panic and helplessness. He had her turn around so that he could smell her hair. He took a long whiff. “Ahhh…” 

 This is when Sally head-butted him. The blow dazed him. She elbowed him and then took out his legs. He fell, hitting his head. Sally put her foot on his chest. “Guys like you have been coming after me ever since I met Dogboy. Did you really think I was helpless?”

 “Kind of,” he wheezed.

 Sally pushed harder with her foot. “Men.”

 I then came through the door. “Sally!” I stopped. “Never mind.”

 “I told you I could take care of myself.” She pushed down again with her foot causing the killer to cry out again.

 “Apparently,” I said.

The End

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Haunted House

Hungry, cold,
Seeking shelter
We entered here.
No harm meant,
Just food and warmth.
Abandoned home.
Dust, layers upon layers.
How were we to know?
Someone watching, lurking.
Red eyes always following.
Cobwebs in the face,
A creepy feeling in this place.
Bats and rats and roaches the size of candy bars.
Aleya shivered.
Ryack gagged at the rotting food left out.
Finally, a fireplace.
Under its warm, heavenly glow,
We dined on food through running low.
We laughed and joked not knowing, not knowing
Something moved behind these walls.
A creature of fright,
Of eternal night,
Hands made of ectoplasm.
Hungry for souls, it waited.
I wished to rest.
Aleya wanted to read.
Ryack left for parts his own,
Pretending stoicism.
One by one we fell to the traps
Placed by our spectral host.
Now we wait,
In dungeon cold,
As the phantom cook
Prepares his meal of old.

The phantasm stopped and stared at me for a moment as I finished my poem. Aleya and Ryack had big smiles across their faces.

The phantom floated over to us. “What was that?” he asked in an echoing voice. “Why do you smile?”

“Because our wizard friend,” Aleya nodded towards me, “just finished his spell.”

Suddenly the room seemed to darken. The shadows began to stretch and drip. They began to form into unknown creatures of a mist-like substance.

“No!” the phantom screamed as the shadows took hold of him. “NO!” he continued to scream as the shadows pulled him into the wall.

The room then brightened and the sudden silence was unsettling. With the spook gone, the dungeon cell opened.

“Let’s go before anyone else shows up,” Aleya said.

“Good plan,” I said.

The End

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