V the poet
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VERIFIED. WELCOME, [EXPUNGED]
FBIP CASE ID No. 1176508
CASE STATUS: ACTIVE
Most recent entry 4/13/25
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SUSPECT No. 1:
NAME: VENUS BLUDAY
DOB: 2/13/08
SEX: TBD
BLOOD TYPE: A-
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Suspect is a 5'5" adolescent of indeterminate gender. Suspect appears thin, but not anorexic, and appears to be of European descent. Not much more of their appearance is known, due to lack of interaction. All information known from fellow student ERIKA LEROQ (SEE PG. 196 FOR MORE DETAILS). Goes by "V The Poet".
GENERAL DESCRIPTION OF MAJOR EVENT:
SUSPECT, AFTER NUMEROUS VIOLATIONS FROM HOUSING UNDOCUMENTED ANIMALS, WAS TO BE CONFRONTED BY V1. V1 APPROACHED SUSPECTS DORMITORY DOOR, LOST RADIO SIGNAL, AND WAS FOUND DECEASED IN UNDERGROUND PASSAGE BENEATH PSYCHIC HIGH SCHOOL. V1 FOUND WITH EXTREME BURNS ON BACK FROM C5 TO L2. GASHES ACROSS ABDONINOTHORACIC CAVITY WERE ALSO OBSERVED. NO EVIDENCE OF A STRUGGLE WERE FOUND. NO PRINTS OR DNA OF SUSPECT WERE DISCOVERED, HOWEVER SUSPECT ACTED EXTREMELY NERVOUS AND SUSPICIOUS WHEN CONFRONTED, BECOMING AGGRESSIVE WHEN [EXPUNGED] ATTEMPTED TO ENTER THEIR DORMITORY TO INTERROGATE THEM. EFFORTS ARE STILL BEING MADE TO CONTACT SUSPECT.
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4/19/2025 2:22pmIs this working? I hope so. I'm set up in a brand new location. I've decided to take a short break and visit Orion Ranch. They had a whole area just for me! It's quite nice, and I didn't have to talk to or see anybody on the way there.
It's open, but cozy. It's a place to be comfortable in both rain and sun. It's a 1 bed, one bath suite, but it isn't small by any means. There's this enormous room, with thousands of books stacked hundreds of feet high. It's a supposed writing room. To be honest, its too fancy for me. I feel like I really don't belong in there, y'know? Anyways, I'm writing in my temporary bedroom at the moment. I should be back in a week or so, as long as the propieters of the ranch don't need help or something.
I'm really surprised they lent out this space for me for free. There's this small voice in my head (Not Abselsius, unfortunately) that's telling me something is wrong, but I honestly think that it's legit. The school did in fact sponsor this location, after all. I feel pretty safe.
Oh, but the one bad thing? The paperwork. Dear LORD, sooo much paperwork. I had to sign in digitally, check in digitally, I had to sign several forms, and a whole metric ton of wavers. I guess there's a lot of activities here, for people to do. I had to sign a form to prevent room service, cleanup during stay, I had to have my teacher write a slip that said I shouldn't receive food from workers - it was really painstaking.
I'm not sure what exactly I'm going to do during this week. Write, obviously, but also maybe catch up on some friends, read some books, dare I say draw (I love to doodle, but I never have time), the possibilities are endless. Oh, the Orion Ranch exclusive activities? Well...I'm not sure. I'm not a very active person, and I really don't want to have to interact with anybody. So unless there's an activity just for me, I'm probably going to pass. What's the point of going there then, you're probably asking. Well, I'm really here for a change of scenery and to have a nice, quiet place to catch up.
I heard the last guy who stayed here disappeared (died?). While I'm sure it was an accident, it did still give me an uneasy feeling for the first couple hours of staying here. Oh, speaking of bodies - @
Herbert West , you should find one for you in front of my room door. Be careful not to step on any of the letters.
Oh yeah, today's letter of the day is from Haley O.
"V the poet,
What classes should I take if I wanted to have a profession in necromancy? I'm new to this school, so the amount of courses is overwhelming...help!
-Haley O."
That's a wonderful question. Get your necronomicon and take some notes, if it'll help. I'd start with general Ed incantations. It'll help you understand the various magicks. Then I'd take some kind of biology class, so you can understand the dead as well as summon them. After that, follow the progression chart provided by the school. If you don't have it, check the office or the Necromancy club leader for an extra copy. If you want to do a little more, perhaps take some summoning and occult classes as well, the two subjects go hand in hand.
I'm going to sign off for now. I need to settle in a little and try to work on summoning Abselsius for a little chat.
-V the Poet
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The murder of Estelle's Aunt - 4/18/2025 8:00amI heard about this murder. It was pretty depressing. And, very surprising. I mean, why would somebody target a witches' family? It doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
I have a prediction as well. I don't think this killer is done yet. I don't think anybody is safe. I mean, why would they stop at just one? Y'know? I've read on my fair share of killers, and unless somebody has a personal vendetta against our victim, they aren't stopping at one.
I do have other, important things to do, so I may not be... particularly helpful at all. But I do support @
Psy - Sean Sarris in his endeavors of uncovering and investigating this case.
And...I mean...if you want help, I would, like, totally be willing to help. For justice, of course - and not just because I think it'd be really dang cool to be a part of a murder mystery quest.
Ahem, anyways, if you need my services, you know where to find me. But, I'd greatly prefer if you'd just send a letter or a post instead of visiting me in person.
-V the poet
4/16/2025 4:57pmWoof...extra crazy one today.
So...there are...voices in my head? Yikes, I sound insane. Absolutely bonkers. You don't have to say it, I know you're thinking it. But I need to explain.
It just...started. I woke up yesterday...and, there was a man in my head. He speaks in very old English, so I'm guessing they're an old spirit of some kind. They spoke so cryptically I couldn't get any information. I can't even begin to repeat what they said. Although I understood it, they spoke in a way no human would. If I weren't a poet, I would have had no idea what they said.
Ahem...anyways, I began to ask questions. He didn't give any logical responses, only locations. Mind you, when I say locations, I'm talking about things such as "The pumpkine patche amongst thyne full moone" or something to the like. Not really a location, but a description of a possible place. Then, the strangest thing happened...he just, left. He said he needed to leave and... skedaddled on with his day?
I began to think. What could that have been? A ghost? A student? A hallucination? Its really impossible to say, even now. They're just...voices.
And yes, there are more than one.
After a few moments passed, another voice popped into my head. She said her name was Charlotte. I tried to ask questions...but...it's almost like they couldn't hear me. Don't get me wrong, they definitely tried to respond to my questions, but it's as if they only heard half of it, or small fractions of it. Like answering my queries wasn't their main objective. She warned me about psyhigh, and something called "The Seven". I assumed it to be worthless gibberish. Sorry, I STILL assume it's gibberish. Maybe my buddy @
Herbert West knows a bit more about it?
After six questions, they disappeared once again. It's almost as if they believe they have bodies, or are real beings. In fact, I think they are. But what are they? Propaganda? Spirits? Demons?
But then, just as I was thinking that, a demon did start speaking.
They're name is Abselsius. That's what they said, at least. Abselsius, well, they were different than the other voices. They actually responded to me, logically. They were...surprisingly nice. I'm not sure if it's because of my isolation, but I felt very...happy? Talking to him? I'm fascinated by him. I'm going to ask if the wonderful @
Herbert West can search the library for a book that he thinks could have more info.
Anyways, on to other matters. I appreciated the muffin. It was the best food I've had all week. Simply impeccable. Secondly, the letter. I'm not gonna read it. It made me very upset. No letter of the day.
-V the poet
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A letter - 4/15/2025 7:41pmConvenient...I also need bodies. I can't say why, but it seems we both need similar goals. There's somebody very close to me who needs them.
I will supply as many bodies as you need, my friend. I believe this is the start of a long and fruitful partnership.
With love, V
A letter - 4/15/2025 7:12pmHerbie... Herbinator...there's just one problem.
I don't want to leave my room. If you would be so kind as to personally deliver it ... I would pay you. Just name your price! I wouldn't normally do this, believe me - I'm just very focused on something important right now. I'll say more about it in my next log.
Please?
-V
A letter - 4/15/2025 6:05pmYikes...okay. I'll get you a body. But...from where?
Aha! My dead fish!
I know it's not ideal...but maybe it would work?
-V the Poet
A letter - 4/15/2025 3:35pmI know, I know, posting three times in just one day? A lot, even for a writer. However... I have an interesting development. It appears there is a voice from the beyond, a realm that no longer exists, a realm from which a dead god reigns, speaking to me in my head.
Geez, I sound crazy. But it's true! It's not intrusive or anything, nor does it seem to be using any product placement to effect my dreams. It's just...talking. alone. The last of it's kind. Forced to live even when reality itself decays, and the atoms we are made of no longer exist.
Anyways, I have a big chemistry test tomorrow. I'm trying to get a certain @
Herbert West to give me my letter from the watchers. I'm probably not going to write about it's contents. Privacy, and all that.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm not talking to anybody, really. Like there isn't anybody viewing my letters, my posts, but I know that's not true. It's just scary, for all my work to potentially go unseen.
Yikes. Depressing post today.
Sorry folks.
-V the poet
The Poets Archive - 4/15/2025 3:26pmJust to test this, I'm going to respond to the letter of the day in here - this one is from...I can't begin to read this name. Must be an Eldritch student. Anyways...
"V,
Is there any way to get to places in the school really fast? I mean, like some kind of elevator or guaranteed way to move around quick. I keep getting tardies!"
To be honest, I'm not fully sure. I'm not saying I couldn't figure it out, I just...don't travel enough to know. Sorry. If I had to guess, I would say using some kind of underground secret passage would get you from A to B without much traffic. I can't tell you where the entrance is, or the teachers will have my head.
-V the poet
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The Poets Archive - 4/15/2025 3:20pmI think it would be easier for me if I directed some of the more urgent requests to the interwebs, so I can respond faster. If you have any inquiries that require my urgent and immediate attention - I implore you to send a message here.
-V the Poet
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