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been thinking about what a successful ritual would look like for the other fears, if they figured out things like Jonah and the Eye did. like… Eyepocalypse but with different fears “in charge” of it.

somewhat obvious, but spoilers for tma season 5 below the cut

The Web… well, the Web was technically in charge of the Eyepocalypse. but i think if the Web was the “primary fear,” things would be a little more muted in terms of domains and everybody’s fears. it would focus a lot on choice, and how every choice made just drags you closer and closer to the thing you’re dreading and fearing with your whole being.

The Spiral would change the world the least, I think. All of the fears and domain shenanigans would happen during sleep, and in brief, flickering visions. The constant questioning of whether something horrible has happened and the inability to determine whether normalcy or horror is reality would feed the Spiral nicely.

The Dark wouldn’t be super great at being in charge, i feel. Some of the fears are fed much better through sight, and the Dark would want none of that. i think it would be rather similar to the Eye’s, with its domains and such… just, someone turned out the lights, and they will never turn back on.

The Lonely is one of my favourites to think about. No domains with the lonely, no no. Every person is trapped in their own, personal nightmare. The fears are all deeply personal, striking the most primal chords of terror while being utterly unrelatable with any other person’s experience.

The End would be what Jon tried to do in episode 200. Quite like the Eyepocalypse, but you can and will die. There are no repeated deaths or loops of endless fear. Once you die, that’s it.

The Stranger would be… well, strange. I think it would be sort of like the Eye’s, with domains filled with other people experiencing the same thing. But I think it would also shuffle people around after every “death,” every time a fear gets its fill from one person. Different bodies, different names, different fears. A carousel of spinning, whirling, changing terror.

The Vast would be very much like the Eye, I think. Just everything is impossibly big. The domains? Bigger. The sources of fear? Bigger. The amount of people being harvested for fear? So much bigger. The sheer scale of the operation is impressed upon those being harvested at all times, the fact that they are only a single drop of blood in the impossibly huge waterfall of dread.

The Slaughter would make things more visceral. Fear would mix with anger freely. Tensions between fellow sufferers would run high, and there might even be a brief reprieve from the dread awaiting through violence. It might even be possible to do violence unto the entities presiding over each domain—though that would allow them to do the same back to you.

The Flesh would make the process of fear being extracted feel like being devoured. A gnawing on your brain and in the deepest pit of your gut that never ends. Also, hunger would still exist. No need to eat, but forever hungry.

The Desolation would make everything more painful. A small stub of a toe would escalate into a screaming, burning agony throughout the body. Additionally, there would be a constant awareness of what everyone you care about is going through. How gruesomely they die again and again and again.

The Hunt would give you the option to flee. Constant fight or flight, but flight is really your only option. It won’t succeed. You’ll never escape. But the fear of being chased will pervade every other fear, and that’s enough.

The Buried would not let you see the sky. Every domain is small and shrivelled, built specifically to oppress you and give the fear coming for you a sense of crushing, choking weight. It would be far harder to breathe—simultaneously underground and in the sort of atmosphere found on the peaks of the highest mountains.

The Corruption is selfish, I think. The bugs and the rot and the cloying, putrid love of that which wants to consume you would spread everywhere. There is so much filth, so much disease that you cannot die from. You must fear that as you fear the things truly meant to terrify you. Give the Corruption its due while being harvested by the others.

The Extinction is probably somewhere between the End and the Web, in terms of how things would go. It is your choices that bring the terror upon you, your ambitions and your greed. And the consequences of your actions snuff out your very existence. One incandescent burst of terror before your lights dim forever