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Nov. 2nd, 2012 11:29 pm
potato_head: (Default)
Saw another huge white thing dead, this time just off the side of the road, and much closer to home. Only a few streets over.

I wasn't driving this time, dad was, so I was able to turn and get a better look at it. It looked kind of like an enormous golden retriever with white fur. Like, huge.

Dad apparently didn't see it, but I didn't say anything until after we had passed it.


ANYWAYS, baking cookies tonight. Do we really need in-progress pics this time? I'll ask you guys since I haven't started yet. Do you guys like to see them pre-baking? Or should I just wait until they're all finished to take photos?


P.S. Wow, I wonder why so many Americans think their votes don't count, when the news is saying verbatim that people in Wisconsin are the 'crucial voters' who will get to 'pick the next president'.

Take off your blinders, y'all. There are different swing states every election, and who the candidates focus on is NOT an accurate predictor of what states will be close, and often not even what states have a lot of undecided voters.



potato_head: (o u o)
Sorry I haven't been around much, guys. Not been very sociable lately. But thought y'all might like to hear about this thing that happened last night...

I was driving home from school, late-ish, I left around 7:30 and it's a 1-1.5 hour drive. The drive was fine until I missed the last exit - my GPS didn't say anything and I had zoned out a bit and not been watching the exit signs (which is why I always have the GPS). So, no biggy, I got off on the next exit and figured the GPS would un-confuse itself and tell me how to get home; which it promptly started doing.

So I was driving around, basically, back roads through dark woods for awhile, interspersed with houses and things. Which is basically what you get if you go from one town to another around here, or even just drive around in our town, I swear to god there are sections of the town that are practically in Underhill 6 u 9

So I'm driving around places like this and I feel a little alert when in especially dark, woodsy areas, but mostly I'm confident. Even though I still don't seem to be getting any closer to anywhere I know. And then...I come out into a little spot with some houses and streetlights and, well, basically it's an intersection in the middle of one of these neighborhoods-in-the-woods, which tend to give the impression of emerging into civilization when you aren't. I even saw another car! And then I saw something in the road.

At first I thought it was just some kind of trash, but it drew my eye, and as I went past/probably over it I saw that it was 1) road kill and 2) had to have been some fucking huge animal. I'm talking like...a really, really big dog. The fur was way too long for it to have been a deer, and all white as well. Looking at it gave me a real feeling of wrongness, so much so that it made me nauseous for a few seconds. And I'm not someone usually disturbed by roadkill, I actually usually find it reassuring. (I couldn't see a head or foot or anything else to easily identify the animal, it was either fairly decomposed or...just a bloody pelt. It was very flat.)

So I keep driving, figure everything's fine, I'm putting the weird dead road thing behind me. I'm back in somewhat dark areas, but there's occasional streetlights! Yay! As I approach one light, an animal runs out into the road; I slow down, still a distance from it, but I'm able to see it pretty clearly (in retrospect, this in and of itself seems strange; even with my glasses on). It was a cat, very dark in color, running across the road. I noticed it was kind of odd that it was moving at such a high speed, but walking rather than galloping...it looked strange.

And then I got close enough to see that it had six legs.

TBH it wasn't too alarming of an experience, since the centi-cat just kept undulating its way across the road and didn't stop or anything, and by the time I reached the spot it was gone. It's not the first time I've seen one of these varieties of 'strange animals' - there's one that lives in a rock wall in a heavily-wooded street near here, that I used to walk by on my way home from school, and I would see it fairly frequently - but it was rather unexpected, and startling after the weird roadkill.


Then the GPS decided to up the ante and insist we had reached my house when we were only a few miles down that road and obviously NOWHERE NEAR my house. I kept driving for a bit before pulling over to investigate xD turns out it was taking me to the wrong address entirely...one I would have never put in, and had somehow been saved under 'home' in between last week and this week. My GPS is on my phone, so it's not like anybody else used it. Not sure how that happened. My phone has been doing all kinds of weird shit lately though, I'm hoping to get a new one this weekend.
potato_head: (8D)
Last entry was not nearly as long as I was afraid it was. Yay! I'm glad I split it up though, it would have been huuuuge.

Read more... )


So yeah, that's what happened. Since I thought you guys might be curious. I'm still not exactly sure why it targeted me or what would have happened if I had gone outside, but generally faeries don't try to lure people outside for friendly conversations, I think.
potato_head: (james)
Alright so...the faerie situation is resolved now, and I will accordingly EXPLAIN EVERYTHING. Because Paige was there for most of it but I didn't explain things to her like why, exactly, we were doing certain things. And I think only [livejournal.com profile] beasts_and_men really knows everything that happened, because I was freaking out on them as it happened.

Read more... )


I was intending to put this all in one post, but it's late and I'm exhausted? So I'll finish up with another post tomorrow on how we took care of the situation and etc.

halp

May. 28th, 2012 01:58 am
potato_head: (D: D: D:)
Some sort of faerie has stolen the voice of a starling (female european starling, to be exact) and is using it to harass our house. Possibly intentionally targeting me, since I'm pretty susceptible to the sound of a bird in distress, in a way I'm not to most animals.

It's circling the house right now. The cat keeps going in and out and the dog won't settle down and go to bed. He was running to bark out the front window before, but has stopped now that it's not out front any more.

IDEK guysss I will come back later and write out everything exactly as it happened, once this is resolved. Right now things are kind of tense lol. Not that I think I'm in any danger, as long as I'm not stupid enough to go outside after it, and even before I realized what was going on my good sense managed to prevail over my immediate response that I wanted to go outside to find the bird.

Alright I can't focus enough to give any more detail I'm actually just looking for any advice from my friendsies with closer ties to faeries than I have. Thoughts? I have a plan of action for tomorrow, we found the body of the bird. We're going to bury it in an established cemetery with coins, a needle through its heart, and Paige is going to do funeral rites.

Well, I say 'we'. Paige is going to do all these things. I will probably be sleeping.
potato_head: (glowboat)
Hey look, a post!

This is just some info on territorial faerie behaviors.

How many more times can I say 'territorial' before it stops looking like a word? )


And there you are. This is mostly just a regurgitation of information that I know, but I felt like writing up a real post, and this is what I had P:
potato_head: (beautiful mess)
So thinking about faeries again, there hasn't been much happening along those lines around here, but I realized there are parts of my earlier experiences that I haven't much gone into depth on so I thought y'all might like that? I mentioned it a few times way back when I first started talking about this stuff in [livejournal.com profile] ontdcreepy, but I don't think I ever really told it all.

I would like to preface this with a reminder that I don't do very smart things sometimes, and in many cases you really should not imitate me.

Like a car chase only in the woods )

It's kind of funny for me to be recounting this now, since it's getting really stormy outside, eh, and I'm sitting at the window where I can see the woods from. It kind of makes me nostalgic for when I had that room that's split into Paige and Derek's rooms now, and I had a window seat at the second-floor window that looked out at the woods, and I would just watch it. I did that a lot that summer. And after.

Anyways, I hope it snows D: also, Derek's hockey team is having a pasta party at the house, so don't be surprised if I make a whiny post later about too many people and sensory overload.
potato_head: (:D)
So y'all remember that tree that almost ate me, right? Do I have to like, get a link? I will in a bit, I'm feeling lazy right now (it's my birthday, you can't make me) and I have too many faerie tags. (LOOK I GOT THE LINK)

So anyways things changed. I actually discovered this awhile ago when I went in the woods to film for [livejournal.com profile] anobjectinspace in the fall. There used to be a natural 'path' that led straight to the tree (and nowhere else) behind the big rock; that's where I was when it was trying to lure me in, I stopped at the head of that path (it's very short, and once over the rock I could see the tree directly and uh, realized something was wrong). So I went to go film that path and - it's gone.

We've been living here for something like eleven years now; the path was there when we moved in, and has been there since, up until this year. It just sort of naturally grew over. At the entrance, there were branches hanging low, over the rock, so you couldn't even comfortably climb over it to get to the path; and looking down it, I saw other branches grown across as well.

I wondered why now, several years after the tree had actually been vacated, would this happen; and circled around the regular way, to have a look at the tree. And...most of it is gone. It had sort of, um, exploded? I'm not sure what happened. Up until then, it had been leaning sort of upright on a nearby tree, disconnected from its root system since it had been burnt away there. But now its branches are scattered all over - some leaning against other trees, some on the ground - and the main bulk of the tree is lying much more vertically.

This could have been a natural result of the huge storm we had that fall; but I'm also considering the possibility that it could be related to the way the faeries that used to live here completely disappeared last summer. IDK.


UNRELATED ETA my body and [livejournal.com profile] anobjectinspace are both abusing me


tanzelt: belly: you are hungryyy
uterus: no, no you are not
belly: what? yes you are
uterus: NOPE *CRAMPS* YOU MIGHT THROW UP ACTUALLY
belly+me: why are you doing thisssss ;A;
uterus: BECAUSE YOU WON'T GIVE ME BABIES AND I HATE YOU
anobjectinspace: LOLOLOL
anobjectinspace: Oh god
anobjectinspace: You should put that in your LJ
tanzelt: I AM GLAD YOU FIND MY DISTRESS AMUSING
anobjectinspace: IT IS HILARIOUS
potato_head: (8D)
Last night saw what I think was the large black thing I've seen about in the woods. It was up a tree in the backyard - just sitting up there - it reminded me of that scene from My Neighbor Totoro, LOL.



Yeah, that one! c:

Anyway, it was veeery still as it was when I saw it, and also unusually clear to the eye, as it was before. It was hard to gauge size even though it was pretty visible in the tree (these are kind of straggly pine trees - wouldn't hold a physical animal at whatever size this thing is, even birds don't go up to the top) because I'm not sure how tall the tree actually is. Tall. As before, it wasn't particularly unsettling, and I have no idea if it could see me through the window since I can't see its eyes (appears more as a giant opaque shadow). I wonder if it's been up there most nights (I wouldn't know, since I rarely sleep in my room).

The fact that it doesn't give me, or apparently anybody else, the same nervous feeling that most faeries do, makes me wary. The tree-dwellers didn't make me nervous at first contact either, not until I was close enough to see them/too close to get away easily.
potato_head: (glowboat)
Was discussing this with Paige last night while we watched a relevant episode of A Haunting, so figured I might as well make a post about it.

Hypothesis: Some graveyards are 'haunted' by a faerie.

I have heard a lot of personal experience stories in graveyards with a very similar pattern. It goes something like this: A person or group of kids or paranormal investigators sneak into a graveyard at night. They hear sounds, feel 'creeped out', but don't leave. It escalates to noises - children's laughter, abrupt screams, and so on. If they stay longer, it escalates to 'light' physical contact (gentle pushing, grabbing, and so on) and/or visual apparitions, often many different ones that seem unrelated. There is often a pervasive feeling of 'evil' at this point. They run out of the graveyard.

The general conclusion seems to be that they accidentally angered a whole army of ghosts, plus a demon or two. It seems more likely to me that, especially considering how established this pattern is, it is one entity - or perhaps a small group working together. The intention also seems to be more to scare them off, than to harm them.

So, my guess would be this is some sort of common territory-defensive pattern. Discuss??


P.S. I have a fic/fandom journal now too, it's at [livejournal.com profile] owlofowls. I kind of assumed none of you guys wanted to read my terrible fic but there it is if you are interested c: although there isn't anything up yet.

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