TftW: Monstrous Mirrors
TftW: Monstrous Mirrors
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There once was a user by the name of IggleeMckree, he loved to make wisecracks about this one user named DemonMeiser18 - calling all of his monster creations nothing but Fetish Fuel and overly-fetishising everything. DemonMeiser18 was not as bad as the afforementioned user claimed he was - far from it, he was a nice guy - it was just he got a bad reputation from being bullied OL by people like Igglee, who just didn't know that you shouldn't ask a horror writer if they're joking.
One night Damon aka DemonMeiser18 was working on his recent recasting - a version of FNAF using Stephen King characters when he got another insulting comment from Igglee, who was acting even more jerkish than usual, which was usually very typical of him - as there was only one mode for people like Iggleee - Jerk/Asshole.
"A Stephen King version of an overrated game franchise? Lame."
"I suppose you think you could do better, right?"
"Yes..."
"Typical arrogant troll behavior."
"But i'm not trolling..."
"Oh yes you are..."
"That wasn't me, that was my imaginary friend."
"Unlikely. If said friend was making you do evil things like that, they'd be an imaginary fiend..everyone knows that!"
"Wait...how do you know that?"
"I had one when I was 8, it was a soul-sucking demon prince whose soul had possessed me at the time. I'm in my thirties now and it still happens."
"You're in your thirties?"
"Eyup."
"And you talk about how you were possessed by your 'imaginary fiend' side as a kid?"
"Exactly."
"I just read through the comment and I gotta say...this has to be some kind of joke!"
"No joking here dear boy, all of my stories about demon encounters are based on my own personal experiences - with some slight exaggeration of course."
"But...but...were-celebrities? Body snatchers? Aliens? Really?"
"It's all in cheesy, b-movie inspired fun."
"This is all too much..."
"Oh? Then you probably won't like this story."
"What?"
"I've got a new story up."
"What? What is it about?"
"It's about someone just like...you."
"Me?"
"Yes..."
Igglee checked on Damon's page and then clicked on the story, the story of an arrogant young man who claimed he wasn't afraid of anything going to a carnival run by monsters thinking it was all a joke, only for him to wind up in a room full of mirrors akin to a hall of mirrors. Just as he started to read the story , the whole background started to change - slowly morphing into a very fanciful gothic carnival setting.
He walked around the carnival with a rather cocky and arrogant expression on his face, of course like the dumb main character in the story he thought this was all a joke - but little did he know that it was all real. He walked over to the carnival's mysterious ring-master/owner, who was a man dressed all in black.
"Ha! Nice carnival, weirdo!"
"Thank you..I trust that you enjoyed it."
"Enjoyed it? Ha! I hated it, there weren't any real monsters at all, it was fake as all hell."
"Fake? My dear boy, what you see here is all real."
"Real, my ass...those monsters were just people in make-up, I could tell."
"Makeup? Oh no, I think you'll find that these monsters are indeed real."
"This has to be some kind of joke!"
"Do I look like i'm joking?"
The ring-master smirked as his facial features morphed and distorted, becoming demonic as two long curved horns slowly grew out of the top of his head, the color of his eyes shifted to a demonic shade of red as his teeth sharpened and his brow thickened and became more monster-like.
"H-How did you do that?"
"I told ya, it's all real."
"But...but...I thought it was fake."
"Exactly...you THOUGHT it was fake, but you know it's real."
"I thought this was all a joke..."
"Oh no, dear child....this place is no joke."
"You mean they're all...real...living...breathing, scary monsters?"
"Indeed so."
"Uh oh...I think I may have made a big mistake!"
"Big? I think you mean a HUGE mistake, my friend."
"Uh oh..."
"But since you seem so eager to know about how all this is done, how about you go over to the mirror room over there?"
Igglee felt unsure of this at first, but he acted twice as brave this time around as he ran over to the mirror room and took a peek inside, there were all kinds of monsters depicted in the reflections of the mirrors, including a were-lion, a vampiress, a couple of exotic nagin, a were-owl, a plutarkian-like fish monster, a were-skunk, an Audrey II-like plant monster, a skeletal warrior, several zombies, a Killer Klown, a succubus and even a few Critters and Gremlins.
But the most startling monster reflection was his own - gazing at his own reflection in the largest of the mirrors - he saw a large, menacing beast that had the body of a gorilla, the horns of a ram, the wings of a vulture, large bear-like paws for feet and hands, a bushy vulpine tail, boar-like tusks sticking out of its lower jaw, feral leopard-like eyes and a thick pair of owl-like 'eyebrows'.
"Is THAT me?"
"It certainly is..."
"I don't understand.."
"The mirrors here all show you what you're like on the inside."
"But..but..."
"Didn't you read the story at all?"
"I started reading it and getting up to this part...but I didn't get to this yet.."
"Well, you're about to find out what happens."
"But I thought this was all a joke."
"That's the problem with you humans, everything is a joke to you."
"I thought it was..."
"What we monsters do is no joke, boy....it's serious monster business."
"I didn't mean to...I'm sorry."
"I'm afraid apologies are no good around these parts."
"What?"
"For your arrogant behavior and disrespect towards the fellow monsters of this here carnival, you will pay the price."
"I'm sorry..."
"TOO LATE!"
"But...I...I..."
"Silence! The mirror has sealed your fate!"
"I'm going to become Fetish Fuel for your bizarre monster fetish?"
"Shame on you, boy! Watch your language next time, will ya?"
"Sorry..."
"NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"
"But...."
Igglee was about to protest but something stopped him from doing so, it was his shirt which was rapidly getting tighter and tighter due to his body slowly beginning to bulk up, gaining both muscle and fat as his arms, chest and torso swelled. With a loud rip his shirt tore apart to reveal his body which was swelling in build to look like that of a gorilla.
In the process his gloves slowly tore off his hands, as his hands swelled, stretched and contorted into a pair of large ursine paws with claws taking the place of his fingernails, his whole body was also slowly beginning to be covered in thick messy, dirty dark greyish fur starting with his hands, chest, belly, torso and arms.
He panicked as he watched himself transform - he was now starting to regret the things he said about the ring-master and the monsters at the carnival, he was now wishing he had apologized for starting this whole mess but it was too late for him now.
Groaning and grunting, he felt tremendous waves of pain jolting through his body as the changes progressed, his back swelled as it too developed muscle mass and two large vulture-like wings grew out of it. In the process it was slowly but surely covered thick in the same fur from earlier.
"W-W-W-What's happening?"
"Well...you're becoming what you truly are on the inside..."
"I'm not a monster...i'm not a monster..."
"Oh, but you are! Just look at yourself!"
"Nooooo...nooooooooo!"
He cried and sobbed, trying to will the pain away but it was no use, the transformation just kept getting more and more horrifying - there was another ripping sound that could be heard as a bushy vulpine tail slowly pushed his way out of the back of his pants - tearing the back of them to shreds as his rapidly expanding body tore the front half off.
He shuddered in horror as his shoes and socks slowly ripped open to reveal his feet, which were rapidly swelling and altering - shifting from human feet into ursine paw-like ones to match his hands, with a loud thud - he collapsed on the ground and fell on all fours.
His hair extended, growing longer and messier as it became a messy semi-leonine mane that extended past his shoulders while his neck thickened, fur slowly creeping up it and on his face, making him look like he was turning into a yeti or a Teen Wolf styled werewolf.
There was a throbbing sensation in his forehead, which was due to two bumps forming on his temples - the bumps hardened, stretched and contorted - becoming a pair of long, curved, ram-like horns.
His brow thickened a little as his eyebrows fused into a more owl-like pair of eyebrows, his ears slowly moved up to the top of his head and shifted to become pointier and almost lupine-like. His eyes turned from brown to a piercing greenish color with the pupils becoming slitted as his eyes altered to resemble those of a jaguar.
In the process - his face slowly started to alter and deform, slowly but surely altering to become more monstrous in appearance as it slowly stretched outwards - pushing out to form a beastly muzzle as his teeth sharpened to feral points. From his bottom jaw...he could see two slightly boar-like tusks slowly poking out of his bottom lip.
He tried crying out for forgiveness but it was too late for him now - soon, he wouldn't even be able to speak as his voice slowly grew deeper and gruffer before altering to become bestial and almost inhuman, his groans and screams of agony and torment being replaced by animalistic roars and growls.
His mind filled with all kinds of savage animal-like instincts as his transformation completed, the annoying young man that was once there from before - was no more, instead they were was a large, imposing chimera-like beast. The Ringmaster stepped over to the transformed Igglee and placed a collar on his neck.
"I told ya that we don't joke around here, boy...too bad you didn't listen. Oh, if only you listened...then you wouldn't be in this mess."
With that the Ringmaster took the now beastified Igglee and walked off, but not before putting him inside the Hall Of Monsters as part of the display. Making Igglee famous and well-respected by the monster community.
As for our friend Damon/DemonMeiser18, he continued to weave his monstrous magic wherever he went - earning himself new admirers and sticking it to his haters, after all - he's a monster of his word. Igglee became famous for being the infamous Chimera-Man in the Hall Of Monsters and he made new monster friends.
Remember, when dealing with horror writers - NEVER ever ask them if what they are doing is a joke, for when it comes to the supernatural - these people do NOT joke around at all, not by any means. Monsters never joke around at all either, they take their business and jobs seriously. Remember that next time or you might just find out the hard way.
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There once was a user by the name of IggleeMckree, he loved to make wisecracks about this one user named DemonMeiser18 - calling all of his monster creations nothing but Fetish Fuel and overly-fetishising everything. DemonMeiser18 was not as bad as the afforementioned user claimed he was - far from it, he was a nice guy - it was just he got a bad reputation from being bullied OL by people like Igglee, who just didn't know that you shouldn't ask a horror writer if they're joking.
One night Damon aka DemonMeiser18 was working on his recent recasting - a version of FNAF using Stephen King characters when he got another insulting comment from Igglee, who was acting even more jerkish than usual, which was usually very typical of him - as there was only one mode for people like Iggleee - Jerk/Asshole.
"A Stephen King version of an overrated game franchise? Lame."
"I suppose you think you could do better, right?"
"Yes..."
"Typical arrogant troll behavior."
"But i'm not trolling..."
"Oh yes you are..."
"That wasn't me, that was my imaginary friend."
"Unlikely. If said friend was making you do evil things like that, they'd be an imaginary fiend..everyone knows that!"
"Wait...how do you know that?"
"I had one when I was 8, it was a soul-sucking demon prince whose soul had possessed me at the time. I'm in my thirties now and it still happens."
"You're in your thirties?"
"Eyup."
"And you talk about how you were possessed by your 'imaginary fiend' side as a kid?"
"Exactly."
"I just read through the comment and I gotta say...this has to be some kind of joke!"
"No joking here dear boy, all of my stories about demon encounters are based on my own personal experiences - with some slight exaggeration of course."
"But...but...were-celebrities? Body snatchers? Aliens? Really?"
"It's all in cheesy, b-movie inspired fun."
"This is all too much..."
"Oh? Then you probably won't like this story."
"What?"
"I've got a new story up."
"What? What is it about?"
"It's about someone just like...you."
"Me?"
"Yes..."
Igglee checked on Damon's page and then clicked on the story, the story of an arrogant young man who claimed he wasn't afraid of anything going to a carnival run by monsters thinking it was all a joke, only for him to wind up in a room full of mirrors akin to a hall of mirrors. Just as he started to read the story , the whole background started to change - slowly morphing into a very fanciful gothic carnival setting.
He walked around the carnival with a rather cocky and arrogant expression on his face, of course like the dumb main character in the story he thought this was all a joke - but little did he know that it was all real. He walked over to the carnival's mysterious ring-master/owner, who was a man dressed all in black.
"Ha! Nice carnival, weirdo!"
"Thank you..I trust that you enjoyed it."
"Enjoyed it? Ha! I hated it, there weren't any real monsters at all, it was fake as all hell."
"Fake? My dear boy, what you see here is all real."
"Real, my ass...those monsters were just people in make-up, I could tell."
"Makeup? Oh no, I think you'll find that these monsters are indeed real."
"This has to be some kind of joke!"
"Do I look like i'm joking?"
The ring-master smirked as his facial features morphed and distorted, becoming demonic as two long curved horns slowly grew out of the top of his head, the color of his eyes shifted to a demonic shade of red as his teeth sharpened and his brow thickened and became more monster-like.
"H-How did you do that?"
"I told ya, it's all real."
"But...but...I thought it was fake."
"Exactly...you THOUGHT it was fake, but you know it's real."
"I thought this was all a joke..."
"Oh no, dear child....this place is no joke."
"You mean they're all...real...living...breathing, scary monsters?"
"Indeed so."
"Uh oh...I think I may have made a big mistake!"
"Big? I think you mean a HUGE mistake, my friend."
"Uh oh..."
"But since you seem so eager to know about how all this is done, how about you go over to the mirror room over there?"
Igglee felt unsure of this at first, but he acted twice as brave this time around as he ran over to the mirror room and took a peek inside, there were all kinds of monsters depicted in the reflections of the mirrors, including a were-lion, a vampiress, a couple of exotic nagin, a were-owl, a plutarkian-like fish monster, a were-skunk, an Audrey II-like plant monster, a skeletal warrior, several zombies, a Killer Klown, a succubus and even a few Critters and Gremlins.
But the most startling monster reflection was his own - gazing at his own reflection in the largest of the mirrors - he saw a large, menacing beast that had the body of a gorilla, the horns of a ram, the wings of a vulture, large bear-like paws for feet and hands, a bushy vulpine tail, boar-like tusks sticking out of its lower jaw, feral leopard-like eyes and a thick pair of owl-like 'eyebrows'.
"Is THAT me?"
"It certainly is..."
"I don't understand.."
"The mirrors here all show you what you're like on the inside."
"But..but..."
"Didn't you read the story at all?"
"I started reading it and getting up to this part...but I didn't get to this yet.."
"Well, you're about to find out what happens."
"But I thought this was all a joke."
"That's the problem with you humans, everything is a joke to you."
"I thought it was..."
"What we monsters do is no joke, boy....it's serious monster business."
"I didn't mean to...I'm sorry."
"I'm afraid apologies are no good around these parts."
"What?"
"For your arrogant behavior and disrespect towards the fellow monsters of this here carnival, you will pay the price."
"I'm sorry..."
"TOO LATE!"
"But...I...I..."
"Silence! The mirror has sealed your fate!"
"I'm going to become Fetish Fuel for your bizarre monster fetish?"
"Shame on you, boy! Watch your language next time, will ya?"
"Sorry..."
"NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"
"But...."
Igglee was about to protest but something stopped him from doing so, it was his shirt which was rapidly getting tighter and tighter due to his body slowly beginning to bulk up, gaining both muscle and fat as his arms, chest and torso swelled. With a loud rip his shirt tore apart to reveal his body which was swelling in build to look like that of a gorilla.
In the process his gloves slowly tore off his hands, as his hands swelled, stretched and contorted into a pair of large ursine paws with claws taking the place of his fingernails, his whole body was also slowly beginning to be covered in thick messy, dirty dark greyish fur starting with his hands, chest, belly, torso and arms.
He panicked as he watched himself transform - he was now starting to regret the things he said about the ring-master and the monsters at the carnival, he was now wishing he had apologized for starting this whole mess but it was too late for him now.
Groaning and grunting, he felt tremendous waves of pain jolting through his body as the changes progressed, his back swelled as it too developed muscle mass and two large vulture-like wings grew out of it. In the process it was slowly but surely covered thick in the same fur from earlier.
"W-W-W-What's happening?"
"Well...you're becoming what you truly are on the inside..."
"I'm not a monster...i'm not a monster..."
"Oh, but you are! Just look at yourself!"
"Nooooo...nooooooooo!"
He cried and sobbed, trying to will the pain away but it was no use, the transformation just kept getting more and more horrifying - there was another ripping sound that could be heard as a bushy vulpine tail slowly pushed his way out of the back of his pants - tearing the back of them to shreds as his rapidly expanding body tore the front half off.
He shuddered in horror as his shoes and socks slowly ripped open to reveal his feet, which were rapidly swelling and altering - shifting from human feet into ursine paw-like ones to match his hands, with a loud thud - he collapsed on the ground and fell on all fours.
His hair extended, growing longer and messier as it became a messy semi-leonine mane that extended past his shoulders while his neck thickened, fur slowly creeping up it and on his face, making him look like he was turning into a yeti or a Teen Wolf styled werewolf.
There was a throbbing sensation in his forehead, which was due to two bumps forming on his temples - the bumps hardened, stretched and contorted - becoming a pair of long, curved, ram-like horns.
His brow thickened a little as his eyebrows fused into a more owl-like pair of eyebrows, his ears slowly moved up to the top of his head and shifted to become pointier and almost lupine-like. His eyes turned from brown to a piercing greenish color with the pupils becoming slitted as his eyes altered to resemble those of a jaguar.
In the process - his face slowly started to alter and deform, slowly but surely altering to become more monstrous in appearance as it slowly stretched outwards - pushing out to form a beastly muzzle as his teeth sharpened to feral points. From his bottom jaw...he could see two slightly boar-like tusks slowly poking out of his bottom lip.
He tried crying out for forgiveness but it was too late for him now - soon, he wouldn't even be able to speak as his voice slowly grew deeper and gruffer before altering to become bestial and almost inhuman, his groans and screams of agony and torment being replaced by animalistic roars and growls.
His mind filled with all kinds of savage animal-like instincts as his transformation completed, the annoying young man that was once there from before - was no more, instead they were was a large, imposing chimera-like beast. The Ringmaster stepped over to the transformed Igglee and placed a collar on his neck.
"I told ya that we don't joke around here, boy...too bad you didn't listen. Oh, if only you listened...then you wouldn't be in this mess."
With that the Ringmaster took the now beastified Igglee and walked off, but not before putting him inside the Hall Of Monsters as part of the display. Making Igglee famous and well-respected by the monster community.
As for our friend Damon/DemonMeiser18, he continued to weave his monstrous magic wherever he went - earning himself new admirers and sticking it to his haters, after all - he's a monster of his word. Igglee became famous for being the infamous Chimera-Man in the Hall Of Monsters and he made new monster friends.
Remember, when dealing with horror writers - NEVER ever ask them if what they are doing is a joke, for when it comes to the supernatural - these people do NOT joke around at all, not by any means. Monsters never joke around at all either, they take their business and jobs seriously. Remember that next time or you might just find out the hard way.
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