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psioniciris · 2 years

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Blood Blossoms & Other Healing Herbs

Hey guys! Sorry it’s been so long since my last post. Been doing a lot of investigating around Amity Park and research in general so there’s so much history here. I barely know where to start half the time when it comes to what topics to talk about because there are so many.

So in the end I decided hey, why not talk about some interesting facts I’ve learned about natural anti-ghost deterrents? You know, the usual where we separate fact from fiction when it comes to what works and what’s nothing but Hollywood movie magic. I actually have a friend that knows a lot about this sort of thing so I got most of my information from them.

Oh! And huge shout out to Danny who let me borrow this antique sketch of his ghost hunting ancestor, John Fenton Nightingale, which I’ll get into talking about a bit later. He’s not the friend I’m talking about either by the way but I did learn a lot thanks to him and talking to his parents. Boy was that an experience because it took forever to get them to let me leave. I get that they were excited to talk to me about their ghost expertise but my dad wasn’t thrilled that I got home hour later than planned. Danny warned me this would happen but I guess I underestimated their enthusiasm.

Anyways, in my experience, nothing beats the classics but for safety reasons I would take a minute to share a quick disclaimer and tell everyone be sure to take what I’m about to say with a grain of salt since a lot of it only works in specific situations depending on the kind of ghosts we’re talking about here. Sadly, as much as I wish the joke I snuck in there was true the myth about making lines or circles of salt to ward off or trap ghosts and evil spirits doesn’t seem to work. But what does work is the thought behind doing it in the first place since its usually a means to cleanse an area of negative energy...

You see, just like the rest of us ghosts have feelings too, but theirs are a bit more intense than others because they’re now supernatural beings whose powers are often tied to their emotions. Some ghosts even feed off of OUR emotions to gain more power, especially through very strong or negative ones so its a good idea to keep your spirits up around them And I mean that literally since it will help make you a lot less appetizing to them. That’s why even if the actual method of purifying your home isn’t a surefire way to keep ghosts and other unfriendly visitors away I’d highly suggest doing it anyway by doing things burning sage, aka smudging, or placing crystals around your home.

On the topic of plants, the best known ghost repellent is called Blood Blossom. It’s an ancient plant that once grew in Salem and a few other isolated locations I’m still looking for back in the 1600′s and was used in a wide variety of ways, including cooking if you can believe it! Unfortunately though, as far as I’m aware of this rare flower went extinct some time ago and you can’t find live specimens of them anywhere. I did manage to track down a sample of some petals that had been pressed between the pages of an old journal and according to my friend, these flowers were often used in to make all kinds of things ranging from tea, since they’re edible believe it or not, to healing salves made with a mixture of other medicinal herbs with natural anti-ghost properties.

There are a lot of herbs you can still find today that can help keep ghosts and other spooky stuff away, but I won’t list them all since that would take forever. All you need to know is that most stories about plants with supernatural powers? Yeah, almost all of them are true. They’re not as powerful as those ancient Blood Blossoms were according to all the books I’ve read, but if you know what you’re doing most of them can get the job done of keeping you safe.

And like I said before though, using any of these plants only works in a case by case scenario. For one thing, yes wolvesbane can act as a werewolf repellent if you need it, but the real plant is extremely poisonous to humans so I’d suggest against planting any in your garden without the proper safety equipment:

“... Since ancient times, poison made from wolfsbane has been used to coat swords and arrows in battle, execute criminals, commit murder, and has made its way into many spells and rituals. In medieval Europe, some magical uses for the plant wrapping wolfsbane seeds in lizard’s skin and carrying them to become invisible (if you ever try this, please report back!), warding off werewolves and vampires, and shapeshifting into animals.” ~ https://www.osgf.org/blog/2021/10/25/the-most-magical-plants

No matter what you do though, always do your research before trying anything out! It’s never a good idea to mess around with unfamiliar plants and herbs either way unless you know which ones are safe. Leave the ghost hunting to the professionals like the Fenton’s (kinda) or our very own Danny Phantom. Honestly, I’d say the easiest thing to do is carry some mint leaves on you since that’s the safest to get and on it’s own it isn’t harmful to anyone, only bad ghosts who let’s face it...could probably use a breath mint anyway.

#Danny Phantom #danny phantom roleplay #danny phantom rp #danny phantom oc #iris brooks #psionic iris #psioniciris #blood blossoms #healing herbs #anti-ghost plants #supernatural remedies #wolvesbane #sage smudging #crystals #john fenton nightingale #ghost repellent #danny fenton #family history #ghost hunters

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cthulhusstepmom · 10 months

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Evidence that Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish is not what he seems-Lt. SR:

Soap smells like rain, it took a while to put it together because it's not Soap himself that emits the odor, it just follows him. It's less potent inside and when it's sunny outdoors but if you concentrate it's always there.

He has never been observed touching a gun or grenades without gloves. Almost every other explosive he handles with no regard for his own safety gloves.

HE EATS WEIRD SHIT. While he doesn't eat much of the food on offer from the cafe, he does eat consistently when outdoors, usually plants or flowers. Things he has eaten: dandelions(edible), garlic(edible), thistle(edible but he ate it with the thorns), foxglove(toxic, showed no adverse reaction), Several unidentified flowers and berries, grass(technically edible?) Etc.

Will sometimes refuse to enter a place before abruptly going in. The data is not consistent between different buildings or locations. Further research is required.

Sharp teeth.

Groups things in nonsensical ways. He will only fill a magazine with bullets that total a multiple of 7 or 3. The same for what weights he uses in the gym. When drawing or eating he sorts by 4s. He traded his room to get #13 (right next door, coincidence?).

Cameras will not focus on him, whether photo or video he is never in focus regardless of distance or conditions.

He has never once been in medical for more than half an hour, usually much less. Even though his hands have light burns on them almost constantly.

Dogs hate him. He seems ambivalent towards them and he's never been bit that Ive seen. Cats adore him as do birds.

John MacTavish does not blush. Not for lack of trying even when genuinely flustered or hot, his skin does not flush.

Ghost sets down the small notebook with a minute sound of frustration. The evidence is all there but looking at it, what does it really say? Other than that he's an obsessive creep. A series of quirks and coincidences compiled by a paranoid son of a bitch into a fucking stalker journal. But still, Simon can't help but feel like he's right and he'd be dead a million times over if he simply disregarded his intuition. Even if it is something batshit insane.

At this point however it seems that it'll drive him mad far before it yields any answers. After scouring what little resources were comprehensible on the internet he'd started growing out his hair, intent on tying it in knots to prevent charms. Leaving him with a problem he'd not encountered since he'd first donned the mask: unruly curls and balaclavas don't mix well at all. He'd also kept a piece of stale bread in his pocket for days as he'd read it was a repellent to- and he can't even believe he's considering it-fairies. It backfired, if anything Johnny had been more attached to him and even more touchy than usual. He'd left a small deli cup full of coffee creamer outside his door overnight and found it neatly placed upside down where he'd left it with not a drop left. Ghost chalked that up to some wise guy playing a joke or an exceptionally dextrous cat and firmly shut the door on any other possibilities in his mind. His next test had been a gift of clothing mixed with complements, he'd read that both were likely to drive away any Other. It hadn't been a very extravagant gift, a new pair of gloves and a gruff "well done Johnny" but at the time it had seemed to be the final nail in the coffin as Soap had gone white as a sheet(he can do that but he can't blush???) and scurried off. A quiet dread had filled his stomach the whole day until Soap turned up at dinner, a little quieter than usual but wearing his new gloves and eating more than usual(a scoop and a half of mashed potatoes with 4 packets of butter and 2 packets of sour cream as well as a cookie. The main course of spaghetti and meatballs went untouched though Gaz snapped it up before it could truly go to waste). Though when Ghost returned to his room late that night after trudging through hours of paperwork he found a pile of tiny, aromatic, pink flowers on the floor in front of his door and on top of them a shiny metal comb. Simon's tired brain hardly stopped to think of any of the dire warnings he'd found on forum posts and folklore sites alike, crouching and tenderly retrieving the piece from its bed of flora, careful not to crush any of the tiny blooms. Well... With all the knots in his hair-purposeful and otherwise-he's going to need a sturdy comb anyway.

#fae!soap #superstitious bastard!Ghost #little does Ghost know that Scottish fairies actually favor bread instead of being repelled by it #meanwhile the whole clothing trick would have totally worked if it weren't for the fact that Soap took as a courting gesture #also the idea of Ghost leaving out two ounces of hazelnut coffee creamer and Soap just feeling his heart beating out of his chest #but he doesnt want to be presumptuous so he waits until hes got absolute confirmation that Ghost wishes to court him #and he gives him gloves...so he can touch him and not be burned by the iron #Soap is simultaneously three steps ahead and six steps behind #cod mw2 #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #fae!au #and to think i wanted to upload this to ao3 😑

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spectral-snippets-and-drabbles · 11 months

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New Leaf!Au

Danny successfully completed his training to ascend to the throne and is taking a well earned vacation to celebrate. The time for said vacation time is a surprisingly long, long vacation but one he was happy to take one nonetheless! So he decided to travel the multiverse and found one that had heroes!

Surely he could finally kick back, relax and watch them handle things without his help, right? Especially after aiding them in taking down the guy with funny lazer eyes (he tore Darkseid to pieces in front of said heroes for them).

...Right?

After much gaslighting, feigning innocence, and speaking half-truths on his part, Danny is able to convince them that he's an alien that was the last of his kind with very few memories left of who he was. Thankfully, Martian ManHunter's mind reading abilities don't work on ghosts, so it made him sell his pitch all the more easily.

"I cannot sense them anymore...I am alone...Will I die alone too?"

So now the league of heroes with a bleeding heart take him in and give him a place to stay as a reserve member. After being told that his kind age rather slowly and that he's still considered a youngling, Dinah thinks socializing with younger people will do wonders for Phantom.

And for a while, things are going good until a certain Hellblazer comes rushing to the Leauge to inform the Leauge that the Infinite Realms has been ruined by Pariah Dark and freaks out when he sees Phantom wearing the Ring of Rage.

Something only one Ghost Royalty can wield. Pariah Dark was the last known King of the Realms.

However, due to a lack of knowledge from on the Infinite Realms' practices and culture, they can only speculate what the happened before Phantom found himself wandering around the place. This causes everyone to go crazy with several conspiracy theories.

The most popular ones are as follows, not in any specific tank or order:

1) Phantom has the Ring of Rage on his ring finger. Specifically, on his left ring finger.

Which has some speculating that he was the husband/consort/favored concubine to the king and was offered it to become Pariah's beloved. With all of his injuries, it's assumed Dark's enemy's tortured Phantom to the point of memory regression and so the enraged monarch sacked the Realms to either find him or enact revenge.

Phantom did mentioned he probably had children (Dan and Dani) and that his 'kind' don't need to be male and female exclusively to have offspring.

(He used Box Ghost and Lunch Lady as reference.)

2) Constantine with the knowledge of how one becomes king.

It's possible that Phantom took the title of King after challenging Pariah Dark to one on one combat and suffered a serious blow to his head in the fight to usurp the Tyrant, causing his amnesia.

Medical scans revealed a healed scar on the side of his head under his hair, giving some support to the theory. If that's the case, then their friend is a potential warrior king lost in the Land of the Living!

3) Constantine is taken at face value.

Phantom is Pariah Dark. When his subjects made a move to kill him, they failed and somehow banished him to the realm of the living in exile. If Phantom regained these old memories and truly was the old warlord standing before them, the Leauge would have to make contingency plans to eliminate him, as he laid one of the afterlives to near irreparable ruin.

(Batman's infamous paranoia makes things worse to the point where Danny may flee the universe if he were to use a contingency on him...everyone disliked that!)

4) A Victim of unjust Betrayal?

During his talks with Martian ManHunter, Phantom talked about pieces of memories of ungrateful people and how they saw him as a menace, even though he did everything possible to keep them safe. Everything became a blur after his last encounter with his enemies but couldn't recall what happened next. When he came to, the place was in ruin.

(So it's possible he pulled a Lobo, lashed out in his panicked state and damaged the realms under extreme stress after being harmed by the denizens of the Realms before running away to escape.)

5) Regressed through other means?

Constantine knows that some ghosts have an initial form after death, so he believes that there's a chance that Phantom is Pariah Dark just before he used his powers to become the Evil King, his amnesia making him regress back to the moment before he makes a final decision.

• Some Leaguers believe he's a ticking time bomb if he regained his old memories. One that they probably can't stop, as Constantine and the other magic users can sense some serious God-like power emanating from the Phantom and who definitely has legions of undead armies at his command with forgotten knowledge that would make Apokolips look tame in comparison.

• The others who are more compassionate believe that this could be a chance to help nudge Pariah Dark onto a better path to avoid becoming evil again. Better to help walk a just path and not give him a reason to believe the Leauge would harm him.

One things for certain; everyone believes Phantom is at the critical moment on the crossroad again that could very well make or break the safety of the both the Infinite Realms and Multiverse.

So they'll help him go down the path of Justice.

#danny phantom #justice league #dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #He just wanted a break from being a hero ={#Danny is mentally screaming into a pillow #Clockwork and the Ancients are laughing their asses off at the notion of Danny being Dark's boytoy #The fact they think he's Pariah Dark's husband is making him want to die again #Ghosts in the DC multiverse rarely make it to Infinite Realms and are in Limbo #One contracted to Constantine finally made it through the veil and was horrified to see the state of the Infinite Realms #Said ghost couldn't find anyone because the piece of Constantine's soul is repels them #It's like when an orca kills a shark and every single shark for miles scatters #They don't want to be around something that so mangled #Constantine's informant is really late on news and thinks it's recent #The Leauge has outdated information #Everyone thinks Danny is Pariah Dark!au

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copias-juicebox · 8 months

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i needed to point two fans to cool me down making these...

Also thanks to @conjuring-ghouls I AM FERAL RN

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thehappiestgolucky · 2 years

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Hornet my beloved,,,

#hollow knight #doodles #hk hornet #hk ghost #hk herrah #god i’ve been having her thoughts lately #do you ever think about how much she must regret? how long she must’ve been internally thinking - about how she had to fix this?#that she didn’t spend nearly as much as she wished she could’ve with herrah. not knowing she would’ve lost her so quickly. how could she-#-as a child could’ve known? now she can’t #how much does she resent her father? for her circumstances? for the flawed plan that left her with a dead kingdom that a sense of duty and-#-loyalty compels her to protect. do you ever think that she wishes she could go back in time? to change things?#how touch starved is she? how much does she wish to be vulnerable. to have a family that she can let her guard down around. how much she-#-repels it. because vulnerability gets you hurt #getting hurt gets in the way of your duties. how many times was she alone. injured. with only her thoughts as company #i care her so much #the fandom does her dirty. you know what i’m talking about. she’s so much more interesting than just being ‘the main female character’#she deserves that absolute world. and yet all she got was pain and trauma….

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tanglepelt · 1 year

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Run Ghost Run 6

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Danny Has a run in with a certain crime lord and runs.

So, Lady Gotham just dumped him. Danny is now in a completely different place. Still Gotham. Just who knows where. Back to ground one for getting a lay of the land.

Time to initiate operation get some sleep. Hopefully best plan he’ll have this week, this was not Danny’s exhaustion talking.

Standing from his seated position he dusted off his jeans. The alleyway wasn’t that impressive, the dumpster in the corner and ratty old mattress was the most eventful thing. Litter did line the alley as well. This place really was down in the dumps. Avoiding the broken glass and loose bits of buildings he peeked into the street.

The street ahead of him was lined with poorly maintained buildings. Broken windows boarded up with plywood and some with cardboard. Some building seemed to be falling apart. Literal chucks of rubble where on the street. They even looked like they had been bombed and hints of massive fires.

Well, Danny could find an abandoned building or something to stay in. There had to be a condemned building or two. It was just a matter of finding one.

He could see lights flickering in some of the buildings. Whether legally occupied or not he wasn’t trespassing. Other people out there are probably hiding out. Sticking to the side of the road he began to walk. He’d peer down any alley in the street. Nothing much just more trash.

As Danny was walking, he could feel the corrupted ectoplasma getting stronger as he walked. Wherever he was had a great volume of it. Some event happened here that change the course of Gotham. There was more than just corrupt ectoplasma here.

Danny could sense something unexpected. Something that could be helpful, a natural repent.

Rancid ectoplasma.

Rancid and dangerous. You only get it when ectoplasma is left to fester, often being fed. It had to be maintained, else it would just stay corrupted. Typically, healthy offerings are given to feed it. It was as if he was back in the ream at the River of Revulsion.

Frostbite had explained it to him after the whole infa-map incident. The ghost had let himself fester in the ectoplasma. He had taken lives back in the human realm to create these puddles of grossness. That it refused to decontaminate. There had been talk about how the ghost had tons of the stuff hidden and scattered amongst the human realms. None were ever found if they had been left behind, they’d only be getting worse. Just as they sealed away Pariah, they bound the ghost to the river.

If a puddle was in Gotham, he could camp out there. Even with Lady Gotham’s promise to hide his signature why not add more layers of protection. His belt, Gotham and a natural repellant would be great.

Frostbite did warn of health issues regarding dirty and corrupt ectoplasma. It was a full-on lecture. Jazz had taken the notes as he had zoned out. He knows there was side effects of being exposed to them. Both had different clean up methods as well.

Corrupt ectoplasma had natural ways to be cleansed. Blob ghost loved the stuff. As soon as he solved the whole war issue and running away problem, he could probably pencil in a town cleansing. Just a matter of releasing the blobs. Only liminals or those with ectoplasma would even be able to see them. Clearing the corrupt ectoplasma would bring a feeling of calm to liminals and allow weak spirits to cross easier.

There was no natural way to clean ectoplasma. It wasn’t natural. It took effort to get it dirty. Sacrifices to be specific. Cleaning it wasn’t easy. It took flushing it out of a system and could be destructive if just suddenly removed. The whole reason the river of revulsion existed. It would cause a huge explosion in the infinite realm if they just removed it.

One of them caused violence and lack of emotional control. The other made ghost more obsessive more desperate they were less likely to move on to their afterlife. There were probably more issues they caused. The explosion part was more exciting to listen to. Danny really should have paid more attention. He did know that a new version of doom had released that day.

In his defense he lived where the veil was natural. He did not have to worry about the dangers of non-pure ectoplasma. Even the food he ate was contaminated with it. Not whatever is going on here. Forced open death ectoplasma not his cup of tea. Do not collet $200 and do not pass go vibes going on here.

Yet again his ghost sense went off. It was wrong. It wasn’t the chill he knew.

Looking around Danny spotted a red figure on a roof.

It wasn’t red robin. The blurry picture on the internet did not have his face completely covered by a red... helmet? Hood? It was red and covering his face. Whoever he was did not appear when he searched up vigilantes. There were no other beings around so obviously it was a ghost. Add in the feeling of disgust and the feeling of revulsion. It wasn’t just any ghost, but one that needed to be decontaminated. This was a problem.

With a blink the figure was now right in front of him.

When the figure was in front of him, Danny most certainly did not jump. Nope he is not sitting on the ground after being startled. He looked at Red and could clearly see his chest breathing. Was this guy contaminated? Was he not a ghost? Couldn’t be a halfa. Jazz, Tucker, and Sam never set off his ghost sense. Why did he? Maybe this was a trick. The breathing could be a trick.

Red’s hand was suddenly in front of Danny “kid, don’t you know it’s dangerous to be out in Gotham this late at night, especially crime ally.”

The way he was positioned directly in front of him and his stance ready to grab him had to be intentional. It would make running nearly impossible unless he used his powers.

Jazz didn’t raise a fool; Danny was not going to let him grab him that easy. Danny just glared at him, the dude didn’t even care. As he twisted to the side to push himself up, he felt as sharp pain in his stomach. It felt like being stabbed all over again, then it felt like it was on fire. He pulled something, did something. With a wince he, still sitting on the ground, clutched his chest.

“You need medical attention. Rather you not pass out on the street.” Red said with concern.

Danny yet again glared once again it was ignored. “I’m fine” he snapped.

Red gave him a pointed look. “Kid, I can see the bruising on your eyes. Your clearly injured. Just let me help you.”

“Its fine, it will heal.”

Red just looked mildly annoyed at Danny attempts to avoid the problem. Red shifted his stance yet again.

The two argued back and forth a bit more.

“One way or another you’re getting medical attention. I know you need help. Just come with me and you can leave once you’re all patched up.”

Screw it.

Ignoring his newfound pain, he forced himself up from a sitting position. Just in time for red to reach out for him. It was now or never. He went intangible.

The same burning pain was back. Just like his very essence was being torn apart. It was draining and painful. He couldn’t maintain the intangibility for long. It was already flickering and forcing himself back into being tangible. It lasted long enough. Red hadn’t shown any hesitance or shock but couldn’t follow him through the wall of two buildings.

By the time he couldn’t keep it up. He was inside one of the buildings. Thankfully it was empty. Majority of the windows were boarded up from the outside. He could tell Red was still lingering. He could feel the ectoplasma, thankfully It was getting farther away.

Red wouldn’t be able to sneak up on him again. He knew to feel for the gross ectoplasma.

The building he was in empty. There was nothing here. Well minus rubble. The only light came through the cracks in the boards on the windows. He needed something with more light. He needed to check himself over. There was a sketchy staircase he was going to explore.

The steps were creaky and loose as he went up them. This place wouldn’t pass an inspection, but neither would the house back in Amity. So, he just continued up. It led to a door.

The door would not want to open. He pushed and pulled it like a normal person. When that didn’t work, he looked around for any reason it was stuck. The door wasn’t locked. It was metal so maybe it rusted or something. Would that keep it from opening? Adding a little more oomph to his push the door opened.

The door led to a roof top. Looking around he could see why the door wouldn’t open. There was a wall all around the roof, its intention in the past to keep people from falling off. Now it was in ruins. Bits and pieces of rubble laying around. There was a recently disturbed pile of rocks by the opened door. When it crumbled some most of blocked the door.

The moon was shining bright in the sky. He could make this work. There was a little bump out where the two walls met. He took the bag off his back and started to pilfer through it. He took out the med kit from the bag and set it down.

Taking off the sweatshirt off he could see how big of a problem this was going to be. The sweatshirt had fresh blood. It may be black, but he could feel the wetness. It’s not like it had been raining around here. The bandages proved the story true. They were red.

He needed a second before handling it. Sitting against one of the walls.

After just a little bit. He began the task of unwrapping, sewing and re bandaging. Thankfully the bad had a t-shirt and a second sweatshirt. This one was just black with a little green ghost on it. Sam had gotten it for him as a gift. Said it was ironic.

The med kit also had a few vials of pure ectoplasma. Normally he’d mix it in with some food after a patrol gone bad. It helped speed up his recovery. Not nearly as powerful as the ecto-dejecto but he didn’t have another one of those. He grabbed one and chugged it like it was a shot.

Now was as good as any other time to check out the envelope in the bag. He wasn’t sure who put it there. Sam was responsible for the bags being made but the whole group did now the locations of the go-bags.

The envelope had $500 in cash. No doubts Sam’s contribution. It also held a note.

Little Brother,

It’s been over 24 hours since we’ve last seen or heard from you.

We know you went to send the warning but have not seen you since. There have been no check-ins, not texts no notes. You’ve just vanished. We knew the warning got delivered. The three of us all felt it. Would have been nice to know we would glow green.

Thankfully we weren’t around anyone when it happened.

Tucker pulled the footage for the portal from the time you left in the morning until the next morning.

There were no records of any footage. Nothing about the portal being opened. It was all gone. Mom and dad erased all footage from the lab. There is nothing, tucker couldn’t even recover the footage.

For them to erase any of their footage is never a good sign. They still have the corrupt footage from the lab accident and that’s something they could never fix.

No way to interrogate them even subtly. Last anyone saw of them they were speeding towards the town outskirts. That was about an hour before I got home.

We had no choice but to bug frostbite.

He and pandora saw you off the night prior.

We all know something happened. Frostbite and Pandora said they’d still guard the portal. They are worried for you; they want to know if you’re okay.

I want you to remember Tucker, Sam and I are here for you. Don’t go through this alone. Do not ignore us.

-Jazz

There lies the problem. He did have to do it alone. He would put the rest in danger. If frostbite and Pandora knew. Others had to know. The ghost are all gossips. Someone would have seen them talking to the humans.

Packing up his bag and looking up at the surprisingly clear night sky, Danny decided sleeping on a roof was a wise ides. He fell asleep with the stars shining above him.

#dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc #fanfic #phanfic #Jason was rived by the river of revulsion #Natural anti-ghost repellent #run ghost run

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