A Little Happy Update! :D

Okay, it’s about time I post something since it’s been ages since I’ve posted anything here beyond a memorial to those who died on 9/11.

Lately, I haven’t been writing because I was put on a medication known as Vraylar. It’s made me incredibly happy and I’ve actually been functioning like a real person; I’ve gone out shopping, I’ve socialized with people, and I’ve generally been chipper. However, in the process, I haven’t had the motivation to write. I’ve been trying to capture it again, but I’ve found myself largely listening to music and wanting to go out and do stuff with other people.

This doesn’t mean that I will give up writing though, it just means that my reason for not posting here has been due to something. The good news to this though is that I haven’t felt suicidal anymore, nor have I felt sad in a long time. God willing, I will have a Decemystery this year. However, as for regular writing throughout the rest of the year, I doubt I’ll have stuff to showcase.

I’m sorry that this year has been so hectic to anyone who loves my writing, it just is what it is I guess.

Love you all!

Never Forget

 

Short Story: 1, 2, 3, Ding!

Welp, guess it's time to share my original fiction. I'm not really sure if it's up to snuff with my regular write-ups, but I hope you all nonetheless enjoy it.

A Question For You All

 

Howdy, folks. It’s your old pal, Vertigo. Okay, maybe I’m not your pal, but I’m still the writer of this blog. Lately, I’ve been going through a wee bit of real life struggles; nothing major, just your run-of-the-mill “Vertigo is prone to being a dumb 25-year-old man” stuff. However, in-between all of this, I’ve found myself writing a few short stories to pass the time until I feel ready to dive back into the world of mysteries, conspiracies, and whatever else I find on the Internet that I deem worthy of being written about.

This leads me to the point of this blog: would any of you be interested in me posting them to this blog? I only ask because I know content droughts have occurred this year (if I am to be very polite about it) and I’d love to know if anyone would be willing to check ‘em out. They aren’t exactly great by any means, but I figure that content is content and it could be worth at least receiving feedback if I opt to ever try and write something that’s a full-blown story.

Anyways, thank you for reading as always. I should have something worthwhile posted in the next week or so. Again, I understand content has been less-than stellar this year, but 2021 has been a really cruel mistress to me. I’m already hoping 2022 comes around so I can start off fresh and happy. :P

Mystery: Az’-i-wû-gûm Ki-mukh’-ti

 

One upon a time, there was a website called Mystery Archive. I wrote a whopping two articles there, and one is now lost to time. It was the one I wish I could’ve found, but the Internet Archive doesn’t have the page and I am very sad. Lucky for me, I could find this one! So, due to that website appearing to be dead, I will now post it here. Woo-hoo!

Salutations, dear reader. Tell me: are you a believer in the unknown? I know I am. I love to read about cryptids of all types: Sasquatch, Nessie, Mothman, and the reason that gas prices are obscene. However, those creatures are normal; they’re simplistic in their appearance and in their names.

Indeed, cryptids can have some funny names. Whether it’s the Nyagwaiheogwa (Naked Bear) from upstate New York or the ten-legged Qupqugiaq, there’s more than a few creatures that have names that can—and most likely will—make you do a double take.

One of those creatures with funny names is the focus of today’s story. It’s known as the Az’-i-wû-gûm Ki-mukh’-ti. If you’re wondering how to pronounce that, then so am I. Though if you ask me: I don’t think pronunciation is all that important. After all, we must first discover what this creature is and that’s why I’m writing about it. So let’s grab some snow gear and head to Greenland and Alaska!

Mystery: The Murder of Alain Bouzeida

This story is dedicated to my father, whose birthday is today. Happy birthday, old man. <3

I dunno about you, but I think that every village/town/city has “that guy”. The person who’s seen as  a troublemaker, or at the very least isn’t very well-liked by the community. Maybe they’re a drug dealer, maybe they’re a raging alcoholic who tries to pick fights with everyone, or maybe they’re just generally shady and there are shifty individuals who go in and out of their home. Heck, maybe “that guy” is just a bit on the weird side.

Whatever the case may be, there’s usually at least one person who’s like that. Today’s story is one which centers on someone like that; it’s a showcasing of how every community can always have one person who people just don’t like. However, the person here isn’t one who was misunderstood. No, they were… actually kind of a dick.

Before we get to who our central focus is, I want to just say that I’ve only ever seen this story covered by the YouTube channel “Criminally Listed”, back in February of this year to be exact. While I try to steer clear of covering something/someone that a much bigger, much more popular content creator has gone over, this was a story which I couldn’t help but showcase. It’s one of the weirdest and most random murders I’ve ever seen in my life. So let’s go over the murder of Alain Bouzeida.

Mystery: The Pokémon Incubus

Minor content warning: brief mentions of rape.

Okay, so, get this: I’ve discovered this thing called “not working constantly”. It’s a really novel concept where I don’t sit around on my bed, staring at a blank Google document, trying to force myself to write for hours on end before inevitably having a mental breakdown. I know, really incredible; I am truly ahead of my time and am far more enlightened than the Dalai Lama.

In all seriousness: I’ve actually finally decided that maybe not writing when I don’t feel like I can (whether it be due to feeling under the weather or just not really desiring it) is, in fact, a good idea. This has opened up a whole slew of new possibilities for me, like playing video games and enjoying some time to myself so I can recuperate from writing.

So in short, I’m making progress in living a healthier life!

Anyways, when it comes to video games, I’ve been playing a ton of Pokémon ROM Hacks, so I’ve been going through Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and even Unova (well, that is until the game froze and I couldn’t progress). It’s been a ton of fun, and quite frustrating. Though mostly fun.

At the same time, however, it’s also been kind of a bummer. While I’ve been having a lot of fun, I’ve found myself really unable to write. This is mostly because none of the stories I had in mind really struck the right chord with me. Sure, I wanted to write about them, but nothing I wrote really struck me as “worthwhile”. When I set out to cover something. I always want it to be entertaining and not flat, boring, and unengaging. So for a brief while, I found myself feeling really bummed out.

Well, that is, until I remember a certain story.

Just yesterday, I remembered something that I saw on the good old Paranormal World Wiki. It was a story involving Pokémon and I thought it fit with my recent bingeing of the series. So, let’s take a look at the Pokémon Incubus.