Obfuscating Stupidity: Most people just focus on his claws and teeth and see him as a physical threat. He wouldn't have it any other way.
There is no escape from the Archangel. I understand that now.
The fear of religion, religious dogma and the things associated around it. This may explain why it is, in fact, the afterlife. A twisted bastardization of that, but all the same.
And I Must Scream: The ultimate fate of everyone is to be enslaved by the Archangel after death, trapped in a body that moves in accordance with another persons will for all eternity. The Archangel is the afterlife after all...
It is theorized, however, that one can escape this fate by being killed by another Fear.
Windows of the Soul: Some of it's victims can be "told" by looking into their eyes. This may be a reason for the gas-mask disguise.
The Blind Man
His lips were cracked; they looked almost the same as his skin, except for the firm line between them. A small nose. His skin was drawn tight, and yet loose; quite indescribable. And then there were his eyes, or lack thereof; two dark holes from which no light escaped.
He wanders libraries, always carrying an old book along with him. The fear of getting old and forgetting, if he writes your name is his book, you will forgot your childhood. Your childhood will belong to him.
There in the middle of the living room was a woman I had never seen before. She was covered in some sort of wooden armor, with strings all around her. Her face seemed painted on, and she stared straight at me.
A perverse puppetmaster, the Wooden Girl is the fear of being controlled. Her body is wrapped in living strings that also manifest within her victims.
Razor Floss: She can produce thin marionette strings, either to channel her powers or as deadly weapons.
The Empty City
It is a land of twisted time and distorted sky — the space between the tick and the tock.
A sentient city representing the fear of being lost, the Empty City likes to... play with its food. Anyone who opens one of its Doors and goes inside will wander the City, never finding a way out, until they die. It also serves as a neutral meeting place for the Fears and their minions.
Painting the Medium: Often associated with it. Out of the Spent and Unconsidered Earth treats it akin to the House, whereas Quiet Cacophony labels the doors that lead to it as "Doors" note then immediately lampshades it.
"The [Choir] are the ones who invented language itself. They have mastered it so well that they can create and edit life merely by speaking words. They prefer to be.. behind your eyes. Hiding in the pit, if you will.”
The fear of what others say, of what others think about you. The Choir manifests either as a blur in the corner of your eye or as fading shadows on the wall. They change the words people say and will drive their victims to commit suicide.
Brown Note: The Archive revealed that they can also create a sound that can rupture people's eardrums, shatter glass, and hemorrhage the victim's brain. Yeah.
Driven to Suicide: They have a knack for twisting people´s perception of reality, often making them hear things that weren´t really said. You can expect how well this can end.
Living Shadow: Less intrusive then the Nightlanders, but it has been stated to live inside people's shadows.
Morphic Resonance: When they enter a person's shadow, it will look grey instead of black.
Red Oni, Blue Oni: The red to the Nightlanders blue. Active, sadistic and willing to go for fun. Embodies Chaos to the Nightlanders's Order.
The Cold Boy
The boy's face was cracked. It looked like he was made of ice and when I hit him, it created a single crack down the side of his face.
A small child who sings nursery rhymes. Yet, he could freeze your entire body in a few moments — and that is nothing compared to what he represents... the fear of the cold and of alienating yourself from others, the Cold Boy could lead one to mistake it for something far less threatening.
Shadow Archetype: So the Cold Boy is a nice, happy boy. The Unnamed Child is a silent, malevolent girl. You would think that a child stealing your family would try act more like girl who found a family... The same way you would think that isolation personified would be more dark and grim and more in focus with the cold motif.
The shadows remain on the wall, not laughing at me. The shadows watch me, curious and sympathetic. I feel as if these are creatures I cannot easily name. Nothing can easily describe them. They know me, and I feel as if I know them. They know my delusions all too well, and they have seen my nightmares. They live nightmares every day, trapped as eternal shadows. All they can do is shift along the walls of our disillusioned daydreams, and pray we follow them down the rabbit hole.
Little is known about these living shadows, the fear of the things in the dark. They may or may not have been previous victims of the Empty City — if they are, they aren't telling.
Cold-Blooded Torture: If you were starting to take them as The Woobie, you are really wrong. They can be as sadistic as the Empty City, or worse, if you keep tampering with their OCD related phenomena.
Fate Worse than Death: If the "Victim" theory is to be believed, becoming a Nightlander is worse than death.
Order Versus Chaos: By all accounts, the Nightlanders detest change. They often engage in poltergeist-esque activities, such as moving furniture around to minimize the changes in an environment. If the Empty-City-Victim theory is correct, this is due to the City being a Mobile Maze; the Nightlanders merely want to make sure they haven't wandered back into it by mistake.
Red Oni, Blue Oni: The blue to the Choir's red. Passive, not very sadistic and only attack when provoked. Embodies Order to the Choir's Caos.
Viral Transformation: It is claimed by some that the Nightlanders are actual people who have wandered into the Empty City and escaped incomplete.
The Black Dog
"It moves like a ninja of the apocalypse, and its eyes burn your mind to look at. We thought it was just a regular dog, but no. It tore us apart. Our plans shattered apart. Hell, it left a lot of us with nothing but minor injuries. That’s what scares us the most. What the hell is it trying to do, y’know?”
The fear of being found and your secrets being discovered. The Rapture interpretation depicts it as the fear of the feral unknown, and the fear of Body Horror.
Finally, what was left of Maxwell crumpled to the ground, and there above him was a creature of metal and machinery, assembled in a shape not unlike a human fetus, its small arms ending in two long knives. It seemed to float in a nearly invisible sphere, and extending from its stomach was a fleshy and no doubt organic umbilical cord.
The fear of the future, of what is to come, of technology out of control. The Manufactured Newborn is the youngest of the Fears, but still as dangerous. It can appear as a small mechanical toy, slowly building itself bigger and bigger (with inorganic and organic materials), until it's big enough to open a portal to where it's real body lies - a vast tower of clockwork and body parts, machinery a mile high.
Adaptive Ability: It can assimilate anything into its structure, be it organic or inorganic. He can use the materials he absorbed or gain inmunity from them.
Collector of the Strange: When it materializes into our world, it will seek to absorb everything in sight until it can't absorb anymore. When that happens, it will return to its home dimension, where it will deposit all its "treasure" so he can go find more.
Evil Is Visceral: Despite its mechanical body, it often uses human body parts, like hearts or sinew.
Artificial Intelligence: In some depictions, the Newborn isn't just an intelligent robot-creature. It's in control of the entire Internet.
The Plague Doctor
"A... man walked in and then walked out of the warehouse. He wore some sort of overcoat and a mask, with a long beak. Looked it up later on - it was a Venetian costume, Medico Della Peste. The Doctor of Plague... Just looking at him on the security footage made me want to wash my hands until they bled."
The fear of disease and contagion - the Plague Doctor wears a beak-nosed mask◊ (if it is a mask) and long coat. Sometimes, his presence will manifest as a mental disorder or hypochondria.
Plaguemaster: He spreads disease just by his very presence. As if that wasn't enough, there are also a number of doctors who serve him, intentionally using contaminated surgical equipment or slipping pathogens into their patients' medication...
Villains Out Shopping: He really enjoys costume parties, and his favorite day of the year is Carnival. However, he also enjoys spreading disease...
The maid waded to the edge where her cloak was and pulled a knife from the folds. Before my terrified eyes, she traced the blade along her skin, cutting a smooth line across her left breast. The cut widened on it's own and I could only watch in horrified silence as a bird climbed out and flew into the sky.
This group of feathered fears represents the fear of heights and of being taken away.
Body Horror: The Convocation nests within human bodies.
I Am Legion: They sure like speaking in plural. Even when there is only one bird doing the talking.
Shock and Awe: In some accounts, the flock is gifted with the ability to generate thunderstorms. In others, the flock is the thunderstorm.
There's something in the sea. A thing with ill will. It's coming out of the sea. It's coming out in waves.
An entity of what looks like living water, EAT represents the fear of water and drowning in your obsessions. One drop will infect somebody, causing them to obsess over something, then it will consume and replace all the water in their body and make them into a "Camper."
The Artifact: One of EAT's names, "the Epping AquaTarkus," was named for two prog songs. They don't have anything to do with it.
Genre Savvy: If EAT learns it, it learns it well. Genres included.
Hive Mind: "We are The Camper, Rael. EAT is The Camper, and The Camper are EAT."
I Have Many Names: Technically speaking, EAT's only universal name is "EAT," and even then, it's often called "the Ichor" or "Salmacis" or "the Hogweed" or some other name instead. But even when it is called "EAT," what that stands for changes depending on who's talking. The Epping AquaTarkus, the Evolutionary Adverse Trigger, the Eternal Answer Tree, Evolution's Angry Twin, to name a few.
Perhaps the most common name EAT goes by is "Ichor." It's referred to by that name at least just as much, if not more often, than it is referred to as "EAT." Interestingly, according to at least one Camper in Hidden in the Trees, it actually likes the name EAT.
Keeper of Forbidden Knowledge: "I'm a being of knowledge." EAT knows many things humans should not, and in the Rapture Logs, some of this information is shared.
Body Horror: Possession by the Dying Man will eventually lead to disfigurement and necrosis - according to the Archive, this could mean extra limbs or digits, scales, or cancerous growth of skin and muscle cells.
Body Surf/Demonic Possession: His modus operandi is to move from one body to another, chemically wrecking whichever body he is inhabiting. He moves on by killing his hosts, hence the name.
Literal Split Personality: In some undescribed Noodle Incident, the Dying Man got broken into many pieces, each developing a complete personality and new ways of inducing decay. Most of blogs featuring him tend to portray the shards as highly individualistic or as an entity looking to be complete.
Possession Burnout: Depending on which piece has infected you, the Dying Man will break chaos in your body in a different way. Most pieces are content with the Archive description, others tend to be copycats of the Choir. And there are others that tend to be... Creative in ther ways of corruptiom.
Thousands of bugs from hundreds of species crawled about the walls and floor. They crawled up her bed in a grotesque mob, a sea of limbs and carapaces.
The fear of insects, of swarms and hives and being invaded inside.
Body Horror: The Intrusion's MO is to crawl inside of people and lay eggs within their bodies. When the eggs hatch, the newborn bugs will then proceed to eat their way out.
"Oh, right... well, this kid was pretty creepy... Sorta looked like what you expect a homeless kid to look like, but... I don't know... wrong. Like that one abstract painting where the woman's face is melting over her arm or whatever. Sort of like that, but not. It is hard to describe. She didn't say anything, and I didn't get a name or anything."
The fear commitment, responsibility, and the loss of a loved one. She appears as a little girl, and her victims slowly become more and more obsessed with caring for her, often at the expense of everything else in their lives. Then one day, she vanishes, leaving her victims lost, without purpose or hope.
Adult Fear: Losing a child. Her victims end up spending the rest of their lives desperately searching for her.
Creepy Child: How those not being targeted tend to see her. Her victims don't notice the creepiness though.
Go Mad from the Revelation: Those few victims who do end up finding the Child after she disappears are rewarded by her whispering something in their ear. It is the only time she ever speaks, and everyone she whispers to becomes broken and mad. Theories vary from it being some grand truth humans were not meant to know, to her True Name, to simply the sound of her voice being what causes the insanity.
Yandere: Before she gets to leave, she will act jealous if she sees something that is deviating attention from her. People loved by her victims often end up dead in their sleep... If not outright killed by her or her brainwashed "parent".
"Imagine nothing," he said. "A vast nothingness. A vast and alive nothingness that's spreading. That's overtaking us all."
The fear of nothing. The Silent Void and Screaming Darkness. The Hole in All Things. The Quiet claims us all.
You begin to cry and claw at yourself, and curse your existence. You beg for a salvation that will never come. That's when you see her. The Mother. The Salvation. The Lady of the Scales. Her scales, her love, her shining light glancing off her fangs as she smiles at me from the darkness. Her beautiful evil. Her every move is one of love, of mercy. Your blood runs cold, just like hers. She tells you everything you ever want to hear.
The Mother of Snakes isn't just the fear of snakes, but the fear of what you are, what you were, and what you might become. Those who hate themselves and look into the mirror will see her and if they accept her, she will make them into her Lilim, whom she gifts with scales, fangs, and the ability to travel through mirrors.
Magic Mirror: Any mirror where she manifests can become one. Usually they will show distorted images of the victim, appealing at ther flaws and imperfections. Sometimes, they will show events of the past, present and future, instead. Full honesty is optional
Now, the magician says, the Cabinet of Dreams is very dangerous. If you stay in there too long, well, you'll never wake up again. He smiles at her, his teeth a sickening shade of yellow.
The Grotesque is the fear of dreams, of nightmares coming to life. It watches your dreams while you sleep and can enter your dream and take control. It can appear in any guise he wants but his favorite form is that of a circus.
Schrödinger's Butterfly: The most terryfing aspect of this Fear. The most horrible part is that he does his howework, so the illusions can be realistic
The Smiling Man
He smiled at me and his smile was wider than his face, and he had so many teeth, so many goddamn teeth.
The fear of stalking and stalkers, the Smiling Man was given a "body" by an online group that were trying to create a Fear. It has straggly red hair and a smile wider than its face. While it has eyes, you cannot look at them, they are so wrong. Before it takes its victims, it delivers a bouquet of flowers to them.
Brown Note: Looking at his eyes has been compared to trying to look directly at the sun, in that your eyes will instinctively slide away to avoid damaging themselves, only instead of brightness it's the wrongness your eyes are avoiding.
When in the Burning Bride's presence, you feel the Brute around you, just behind the veil of reality, frothing and raging and ready to burst out. Meanwhile, the Brute, even in its rage, has a sort of grace to it, and an intelligence in its eyes.
The fear of fire and anger, split in two diffrent personalities. The Bride burns in you a pain that wants to be shared, she makes you look for justice for all the pain you had to endure. The Brute, on the other hand, wants all of us to be like him, murder machines that run on hate and anger.
Adult Fear: They are the fear of going out of control and harming everyone you hold dear, respectively.
Affably Evil: The Bride is quite calm and collected and she can break you without using her powers.
The Dividual: It is theorized that they are the faces of the same coin. However, they seem to be really independent from each other even clashing in some blogs.
Fatal Flaw: Their plans are often wrecked by their level of influence. The Brute is too subtle, the Bride is too impulsive. See below for the irony.
Hate Plague: They are able to take peace away and make people very aggresive. However, the Bride uses this ability in order to make you harm your loved ones. The Brute uses it to turn up the heat in wars.
Masochism Tango: What would you expect from Violence and Rage marrying? The funny thing is that the Bride seems to be the sadist of the pair.
Sealed Evil in a Can: For some reason, the other Fears sealed the Brute in the Empty City, in a special jail to rot for the ages. The Bride could escape and has been working on freeing him.
Super Smoke: The Brute has a number of smoke motifs, ranging from being able to control it to being a sentient mass of smoke.
Tranquil Fury: Victims of the Bride often become emotionless, looking for nothing but retribution against the people (either guilty or innocent) that made them suffer.
Unstoppable Rage: The people affected by the Brute. They are bloodthirsty and savage, capable of turning a peaceful shopping trip into a war aftermath.
Wreathed in Flames: The "Burning" part of the Burning Bride's name comes from the fact that her bridal dress is set in fire.
She was beautiful. Had this glow that stays with me. And throughout all the chaos and the blood and the gore, there she was, this vision of beauty and it was so wrong it makes me sick.
The fear of destiny and inevitability, usually portrayed as an impossibly beautiful woman with angelic-like features, and chitinous claws on her fingers. She can show humans their future through her eyes or transfer parts of her consciousness inside them.
Angelic Beauty: Apart from her clawed fingers, that's how she's usually described.
Uncanny Valley: She's so beautiful and ethereal you know there's something wrong with her...
What Is This Thing You Call Love?: Usually subverted. The Vision is one of the few Fears who can actually experience human emotions. Whether those emotions are sincere or not it's a completely different matter.
The fear of choices and decisions, it's actually composed of four different beings: the House of Fortune (representing luck), the King in the Mountain (representing truth), the Unbounded Face (representing indecision and manipulation) and the Woman in the Wind (representing past mistakes and hindsight)
The Constant Wanderer
The fear of stagnation, repetition and routine, usually represented as an androgynous humanoid wearing an eyepatch and ragged clothes. Its presence is known to cause temporal loops and time slips.
Was Once a Man: in its origin story, it was repeatedly killed and resurrected by the other Fears (and robbed by its previous memories) in order to turn it into what it is now.
The Fear of addiction and starvation.
The Fear of mistakes, inconsistencies, and entropy. Apparently broken long ago, it seeks to repair itself through unknown means. Most commonly depicted with no body of its own, it creates an imperfect copy of something nearby. It's appearance tends to cause "glitches" in reality, such as extra limbs or eyes and senses of deja vu.
The Ivory Woman
The Fear of unpredictability and uncertainty. Often appears a chalk drawing of a woman on a two-dimensional surface, though upon closer inspection it appears that she is a portal to a white void. Her targets become victims of accidents, sometimes crippling them if not outright killing them. She is often associated with the appearance of white butterflies.
The Fear of being replaced, of losing one's identity and purpose. This Fear stalks its victims, learning everything about them. Then it takes their form and imitates them, slowly replacing them and stealing their life, leaving the victim insane and uncertain if they are the original or another fake.
A young girl estimated to be around 12 years of age. She is one of the Wooden Girl's more devoted servants.
A woman who lives in the mountains near Gatlinburg, Tennessee. She is distinguished by her cloak of black feathers and her unique mask, which is made from the skull of a large and unknown species of bird. She serves the Convocation.
Selective Obliviousness: Jordan acknowledged early on that there may be a tentacled monster called EAT that's killing people. He then proceeded to dismiss it as "ridiculous" and never acknowledge it ever again, even in the face of many mentions from other bloggers.
Starving Artist: He goes to the Salvation Army to ask for food. He hangs out at the home where his brother and Sam died because he has nothing to do in the day.
Stepford Smiler: Type-B. He's never clearly scared because he just doesn't care.
A 25-year-old who started brighter than a spoon to post his poetry. Weird things started to happen around him, however, and he began to realize he was something called a "receiver." When he met Agnes Day, a runner who told him he was a receiver, he quickly became involved with her struggle against something called the Cold Boy.
Tropes associated with Tav:
Blessed with Suck: Being a receiver is not nice. The only power is that you are "tuned in" to the same frequency as the Slender Man (or other Fears) and can hear weird shit.
Punny Name: Not Tav, but rather Agnes Day ("Agnes Dei" is Latin for "Lamb of God") and her dog Opus ("Opus Dei" means "Work of God"). Immediately lampshaded by him.
Sleepwalking: Being a receiver doesn't shut off even when he's asleep - causing some of the weirder posts to happen when he's not even conscious.
Victory Guided Amnesia: At first, it seems like this, but then it's averted. He remembers, but then slowly starts to forget the time he was away.
Member of an organization that is heavily involved with the Fears. Runs the blog Still Remains Within.
Somewhat timid 19-year old who started a blog called Eccentrically Bored basically to pass the time. He quickly gets caught in the crossfire between the Slender Man and the Archangel. Currently, he is working for Slender Man and calling himself "Steward". He now runs the blog Hidden in the Trees.
Tropes associated with Joey:
A Man Is Not a Virgin: Implied to be one of the sources of his insecurities. He mentions his virginity briefly early on, and then, if his interactions with Crystal are any indication, somehow managed to remain one even after spending nearly a month living with her.
Berserk Button: He does not take kindly to the Archangel posting on Crystal's account. The next post, he apologizes to readers for his unprofessional behavior.
A court bailiff, Garth began making audio recordings of sounds around his house at night. Garth blogged the results of his nightly recordings at ''Moonlit Whispers'', only to discover that what he had been recording was the Rake.
Miscarriage of Justice: Is eventually (wrongly) arrested for the murders of his neighbour and landlord, in reality committed by the Rake.
Non-Action Guy: Gets beaten up by his neighbor for daring to ask that he turn his TV down.
Troll: Has been known on occasion to troll Jeanette.
Real name: Archibald Donald Sullivan, Junior. Author of In The Shuffling Madness. An old man who maintains a collaborative archive of collected information on the Fears, until his study of them draws their attention and he is forced to become a Runner.
Only Known by Their Nickname: "Archibald" is too close to "Archie", and "Mister Sullivan" is a little stuffy when you're Running with the guy.
Screw Politeness, I'm a Senior!: "And you will have to pardon my bluntness. When a man my age sees death approaching as relentlessly as mine is, they cease caring about the opinions of whiny, pretentious bitches..."
Sour Supporter: To Runners in general and the Waterman trio in particular.
Tomato in the Mirror: According to Thaddeus, he's Indisen. Though what exactly this might mean is not yet clear, given what Indisen means in OH GOD THE RAPTURE IS BURNING, it can't be good.
Author of Something Generic. She promises, she's not important. Ignore the hell out of her.