Share your experiences of “real” family or relatives and friends that you suspect to be “connected” to the occult underground.
– My crippled Uncle. He was born cripple but never lacks any friends, “EVER”. At 12 he slept alone in a cemetary, cuz his mom(my grandma) would beat him if he came home late from carousing. Sleeping with the dead doesn’t bother him anymore, at least he says. He gambles, like a bitch and only loses, when he wants to. He is christian, but despises all manner of male clergy(christian or otherwise), he thinks they’re all evil. He gave my aunt a gold wedding ring that he got sitting alone in a darkened basketball court one night, talking to “fairies”? He keeps a knife of solid bronze blessed by the church, to use against “vampires”.
– Another aunt of mine, spent 3 straight nights in a cemetery alone. When she came back she claimed to have the spirit of a dead man as her spirit guide and told people’s fortunes. She only uses a standard deck of cards that have “NEVER” been used for gambling, and blessed by the church. She taught me that reading people’s fortunes, can give me headaches, and I should take a break from time to time. (At the time I didn’t tell her I was dabbling in palm reading.)
– my best friend has an aunt that doesn’t predict the future. They think she “makes” the future. They said that anyone who’s ever asked her advice in horse races or anything financial has gotten rich. and whenever she curses someone, it come’s true… literally. (ex. she said to someone she disliked once that they will mourn the loss of their success. A month later, they lost their once successful business.)
Post your experiences.
An old friend of mine steals all my ‘outrageous’ luck. I’ve allowed him to do this by verbal contract as he involves himself in nefarious activities from time to time. I’ve not had outrageous good luck for at least five years, and for five years my friend has evaded any number of potentially disastrous scenarios through ridiculous swings of fortune in his favour.
I continue to make my own small, day-to-day luck. And one day, when my friend decides he’s had enough of his wild life-style, I’ll take it back.
-This is more of an artifact or ritual than a duke, but when one of my best friends’ mother was a child in Sunday School, they used to keep a jar of pennies that the children would contribute to. Every penny they earned saved the soul of one Pagan Baby from burning for all eternity in hell.
-At my highschool there’s this guy named Younes who I think might be an adept, which is a shame because I resent the idea of someone as obnoxious as he is having magickal powers. He’s terribly creepy, which I learned when he first started rubbing his leg against mine while purring. Later on I heard him whispering into a fan, saying “I’m gonna rape yoooou… I’m gonna rape yooou Young Han (my name).” He’s so obnoxious that he’s repeatedly asked his family to let him return to France (where they live) and they’ve outright refused. And though he knows for a fact that people hate him, he continues to seek them out, almost yearning for their abuse. Sounds like a charging method to me.
careful about your friend wiretripppa. You dont know if your old friend will give it back to you as outrageous BAD luck instead of giving the original good.
I’ve known another friend who likes to pretend he was a crazy vampire on a search for enlightenment. (yeah his fav was malkavians). He’s since moved elsewhere and no one is misses his annoying person in the least.
Maybe you might feel inclined to suspect me. Judge for yourself:
– In the condo I used to live in, over in the USA; we had a poltergeist. Yeah, the whole shtick – caps unscrewing themselves, electronical appliances that went on and off, cupboards that would open and close. I’m never going back there.
– There used to be a website called something like “www.soulxchange.com” and you could auction off your own soul, as well as buy others. It seemed more like a gag and game, but, well, ya’ never know. Last time I checked in there, I had owned 6 souls already. I wonder what happened to the site…
– I briefly knew this woman who did my horoscope for me when I turned 18, and my horoscope was about 30 pages long and judging the text, she knew all about me, even things that only I could know and never told anyone. All she knew about me back then was my birthdate, birthtime, birthplace, name, and what I looked like. One time I had her predict the future for me concerning my professional career, and it turned out to be 99% precise, although the prediction originally sounded as wishy-washy as most horoscopes or divinations. But the really “funny” thing about her? She didn’t charge money for her services. Now I can’t find her and nobody knows how to contact her.
– I used to know a girl who could have damn well been a WECHBY. Years ago she went missing without a trace.
– I used to have a ring that I gave on to a complete stranger. And I originally received it from a complete stranger, myself. The thing about this ring was, was that you would get really lucky at stuff, but on the other hand you’d get paranoid and feel closer to – let’s say – spirits. One time we did a seance of sorts with cut-out letters, candles, and a glass in the middle, and when I was the medium, the above-mentioned WECHBY tried speaking to her dead boyfriend. I was blindfolded, and was able to guide the glass to precise combinations of letters which gave out precise words and answers to the questions, in spite of some of the other present people continuously re-arranging the letter circle. Two weeks later, I gave that ring away because the sense of “otherworldly presences” was getting increasingly creepier.
– I now have a card of a Hindu power that can supposedly ward off evil spirits. I got it from the leader of a sect which follows some blend of Hindu/Buddhistic traditions and works magick (I learned a ritual of how to astrally project from that dude.) Just like the astrology-lady, this guy didn’t charge me anything, either. A damn shame I gave away that “ring of the dead” already.
– I have relatively weak healing and regenerative abilities which I can however use to cure other people’s migraines, speed up their healing processes, etc. If I could figure out how I charge up mojo for it in the first place, I could probably do some good stuff with it. And no, cutting does not work for me. (:
That’s weird wratts. I’ve never charged anyone for my palm readings. It’s one of the things I swore I’d never do when reading other people’s fortune’s, the very notion of charging someone scares the hell outta me for some reason.
Though I did some testing awhile back and it appears I can’t really read people’s fortune’s but i can read their past. I found I’m a retrocognitive. No wonder I was better at telling what people went through or what they were really like in private.
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