Dimensional Shamblers explained

The knowledge of dimensional shamblers is carefully shrouded in protective lies, and know that by learning this knowledge, you will uncover yourself from this protection.

Nyarlathotep dreams many dreams apart from our one – dreams so terrifyingly alien, they are nightmares without end, yet these dreams are separated by veils just as terrifyingly thin to those who knows how to part them and cross them. Few humans can cross them, and only the mad ones can part them, but those humans who stray too far, can find themselves lost on the other side of the veil, sometimes trapped forever. These are called dimensional shamblers, and spoken of as zombies, to protect the listener from the horrible truth.

A human can cross the veil by venturing into a place where the veil is thin, and getting in touch with the other side of it, through reading extradimensional discoveries (through documents) experiences, and sensations. However, the consciousness of extradimensional beings within the other dimension is a very strong catalyst, even from a distance.

Dimensional shamblers are lost, and with the desperate instinct of those drowning, they attempt to grab a hold of another conscious human in other to drag themselves back into the normal dimension. However, more often than not, this will fail, and their victim will be dragged into their dimension instead, becoming trapped along with them as one of them.

The physical appearance of a dimensional shambler is a perfectly normal (though distressed and maddened) human being, but as its appearance and personification can cause a bond strong enough to drag another human over, the human psyche protects the watcher somewhat, by causing a psychosis that blur the facial features into a blank slate where the face would be. This effect only works at a distance, though.

To an outsider, the victim of a dimensional shambler is that it turns into one of them, by losing its human features.

Some shamblers carry weapons in order to protect themselves, from creatures as well as humans, but some are determined enough to bludgeon any humans into a helpless state, and try to drag themselves out over their dying body.

I must confess that I have tricked you, reader. You see, I have sent this very information from the wi-fi laptop I carried with me as I crossed over. I hope you understand - it is my only means to cross back into your dimension again, and if I fail, and you start to hear strange noises outside your window tonight, well, at least I tried.

I hope it worked friend.

I don't like zombies so much..

I hear they like to mingle in the void between VGA games and the DOS prompt.

Never fear.
Fear can expose and trap you in terrible vistas.

People today commonly believe that their emotions are simply hormones, but this is wrong. Emotions are senses, there to detect and warn you about where the veils are thin. What dragged Abdul AlHazred out in the middle of the arabian desert was not lust, but Shub-Niggurath calling to him, beckoning him through the veil, or actually through the openings in the lost city of Irem, through which the twin blasphemies slowly poured forth.

"Behind the veil" is a pretty religious term, a concept which you in this case stretch until it breaks, and I therefore assume that you don't have a proper education on the matter:

In the case of Irem, the calling isn't obstrued by a veil, because Nyarlathotep doesn't dream in actual dimensions. The "call" in the arabian desert is a seamless influence, but rare because it comes from two extradimensional sources (Nug and Yeb) very closely connected to the nexus of this influence (Shub-Niggurath). Nug and Yeb does not pour through an opening in a veil supposed to be guarding us from lust, because there simply is no veil, but through an extradimensional gate provided by Yog-Sothoth.

Likewise, if you read a piece of paper, you will be transported into a more alien dream through a separate channeling (supposedly by Nyarlathotep) of one dream into another, and not through the writing, mortal intention, or the medium of the message. When you write something that summons fear, you directly create a weak "gateway" into this other existence. You can write basically anything from anywhere, and if the reader is weak enough, he or she will be sucked into its influence, where the dimensional shamblers roam.

Hey, 'sup. I'm a squadmate of >>1.

What happened? Well, I was biking down to the convenience store for some Worcestershire sauce because I was gonna make hamburgers. When I got to the intersection, some old dumbass who was probably a drunk plowed into me. Last thing I remember was my head hitting a wall and splitting open. It was the worst thing I've ever felt.

A second later, I was in this shitty apartment with a black ball at the end. I had to sit there for a while just to get my composure. That was when >>1 began to "scan" in. It's hard to describe but it was like his body was being printed out in 3D. I dunno how he died, but when he came in, his cock was out and there were bruises on his neck.

So, it turns out we've been brought back from death to hunt aliens that will destroy our world. But the thing is, I don't think they brought >>1 back all the way. He talks to himself when we go on missions, and cries for no reason. He didn't know how to use the guns and had to be shown, and he forgot several times. I bet that black sphere gave him fuckin' brain damage when it brought him back. I worry he's gonna turn his gun on us one day.

Anyway, I'm asking you to be nice to >>1. We already took heavy losses on the last mission, and his mind can't take much more strain.

Peace.

>>6
I don't know where you are, man. I'm back in the 1850s and there's some weird shit going down here: Farmers howling at the moon, and tentacles eating all the riverboats. I'm supposed to find some kind of religious book in order to slay some undead dragon or something, but this town is HUGE, so I have absolutely no clue as to who has this book.

I've been at the library already and I'm not going back there. Met some weird alien dude there who told me he want to make the world dance until it dies and then I don't want to remember what happened next.

Anyway, I think some of the farmers may have the book for some reason. My feet already have blisters all over from the walking and now I have to walk around a wolf-infested forest asking people where they keep their secret books? No way.

Anyway, who are we fighting again? The Mi-Go? The Yith? The cthuloids? The veggie thingies? The polyps? Which ones had the undead underwater dragons that spew water?

>>5
I don't think you've fully understood His dream. When you write something, you do so as part of His dream, so it is not you who create the conduit, but He who shapes it so. You must understand that you are just a figment of His imagination - a tool part of a borderless, gateless transition.

We are gathered here by His will, and if He dreams up a transition here, it will happen. I'd say it's very likely there will be one, considering he's dreamt this far. If he's bothered to dream up conjurers, there is bound to be a conjuring - no smoke without fire, et cetera.

Also, Nug and Yeb are children of Yog-Sothoth, meaning they ARE the gate, and calling the "gate" extradimensional is confusing: Yog-Sothoth connects places in every dimension, so while the body of Shub-Niggurath most likely rests an extradimension away from us, it is hardly nearby, or else you would see visiting parts of It on a daily basis.

Nug and Yeb are creatures best not mentioned or dwelled upon at all, though, for once the fascination has settled in your mind, of the beckoning flesh of Shub-Niggurath infused with the living space of Yog-Sothoth - something which many would call a gate to Heaven itself manifested on Earth - it risks luring you out into the desert to worship and be devoured. Some things are better off not thought about. There is a reason they're called blasphemies: Trying to accept them in your mind, will damn you.

I see dead people...










































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>>9
My my, aren't you clever.
Well alright, if you really want spoilers:
The child is suspended in a temporal flux because whenever the doctor knows about his own future killer he alters the future. This temporal flux  - a child travelling back and forth through time even before birth - influences the child into becoming a powerful time lord, which the last remnants of the silence later abducts in order to kill the doctor. Trapped in the suit the child travels twohundred years into the future and does indeed kill the doctor. She later escapes her captors, but know has to live with the intense guilt she feels through her entire life. The little girls name is River Song.

There: You don't have to watch telly for a whole year now. =)