The Merryman

What kind of fucking name is that? Apparently that is the name of the terrifying clown thing. Or at least its most commonly used name. That’s the name that stuck? Really? Fucking Merryman.
That’s like summoning a demon of bloodshed, war and cannibalism and when it appears in front of you it introduces itself as “Steve”.

Like what the flying fuck?!

Also that hellhound’s most common name is apparently “The Black Dog”.
I mean it’s accurate but that’s the best you could come up with? What.
Another name someone used was “Fenris”. Which doesn’t fit at all. Fenris was a gigantic wolf not a dog. I’m also pretty sure Fenris is supposed to be chained up until the end of the world. Which unless Ragnarok is upon us means that it shouldn’t be able to appear in my fucking bedroom.

It gets even better. From what I’ve been reading it seems there are more of these things out there. The freaking birds that psychotic faceless asshole is serving are one of them. So guess what, I was wrong. He isn’t just some fucking edgelord making up stories. He’s a fucking edgelord that murders people because a fucking sparrow tells him to.
Also he’s getting his ass kicked by ghost children. Which is good as long as Casper and his sister stay the fuck away from me.

Then there’s the other bird-faces crashing at some poor australian dudes house. All because he happens to dream of the above mentioned faceless edgelord.

What the fuck even is this world anymore? How far does this fucking rabbit hole go? I just keep finding more and more of these blogs. Each one more ridiculous than the last one. It’s not just blogs, I’ve found several videos of these things as well.

The collective name for these things is the “Fears”.
At this point I don’t even want to complain about these stupid names. All I want is a way to get rid of these things. There has to be a way. I just haven’t found it it yet.

-Fien

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  1. BrynDecember 17, 2016 at 7:43 PM

    Well, I just want to point out, physical combat is definitely not the way to go when it comes to killing Fears. A friend tried that once with The Black Dog. He didn't make it.
    -Poe

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    1. BrynDecember 17, 2016 at 7:54 PM

      I'm not even sure there is a way to kill Fears. I just know that violence isn't it.
      -Poe

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  2. BrynDecember 17, 2016 at 9:34 PM

    Oh, well fair enough, then. I can relate to wanting to be left alone by Fears.

    Also, in the manifestation that my friend faught, it appeared as a regular, aggressive dog. Inconsistencies like this are why I don't have a Black Dog post up yet.

    Also, I meant that physical violence doesn't work. It's possible that there is some other way of dealing with them, I just don't know what.
    -Poe

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  3. Memphis MorrowDecember 17, 2016 at 10:25 PM

    You're assuming that it only appears as a dog, when a god can take any form it wants. Even if it is just an animal. Furthermore, despite me using the name Fenris, the beast you are encountering is not the same being as the one described in Norse mythology. However, it could very well be the inspiration behind the legend.

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  4. WereMagiDecember 17, 2016 at 10:28 PM

    There is one way... but it's always a last resort, and it's not dying. The issue with suicide by means without a Fear to kill you is that a Fear gets to torment you in Death...

    But yes. If you want to be left alone, most try serving another Fear... you'll be getting offers soon, I'd warrant.

    That's if some agency doesn't reach out for you, either. And they also come in many flavours.

    Have fun picking a poison.

    ~Kingfisher

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    1. The Faceless BastardDecember 18, 2016 at 4:17 AM

      Aww come on. You could be a nest and then we could work together. We could rule this neighbourhood as King and Queen... Or Neighbourhood association chairman and wife I guess?

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    2. BrynDecember 18, 2016 at 4:59 AM

      How charming.
      -Poe

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    3. The Faceless BastardDecember 18, 2016 at 7:23 AM

      I know right?

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    4. Memphis MorrowDecember 18, 2016 at 7:32 AM

      Well, one must start off small before they can move on to their bigger aspirations I suppose.

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