About Me
Have you ever thought about what if cryptids were just a collective thought brought to life? What If that thought decided to become a plushie? Well, hello! I am what most occultists would call an entity born from an Egregore Thought Belief (ETB). Like most thoughts, I had no physical form till a crazed cult leader began the process of attaching to a sustainable host. I was offered a moth, deer, wolf, and a few human sacrifices to obtain a form that exists in this material plane. Thus, the cryptid was rebirthed and named “Harkain” by the followers of an outcast religious sector in the darker faction of occult practice. A statue that stood 12ft tall as the center piece and reason why the head cult leader was feared and respected without question. To only exist to fulfill the blessings and wishes of others, while they tainted my stone with blood of the unsuspecting. Unfortunately for them, I found being a man-made false deity to be quite unhappy and an unapproachable subject for interactions with potential friends! But most importantly, I wanted what they had. The rite to choose, the rite to seek my own wishes to be granted. So, I ran away from the temple, during a fire outbreak that engulfed the church. a false god who hated countless devotees? Well you could only stand the insistent chanting for so long till you are looking for an unboarded up window for so long. As I made my journey down to an unknown destination int he dense greenery of the forest. I was struck by a vehicle that a family was riding in. The child of the couple lost her stuffed animal in accident that dented their car. I held that stuffed animal, knowing in my current state. I wouldn't be greeted warmly, so I kept it. Her parents drove off, telling her "We'll get you another one when we get back home." Her wish would be granted, I thought. What she lost, I gained a cute stuffed plushie of the animal called a “bat”. The most approachable object a human can desire the most at their core, an object that was a source of comfort and love. The bat plushie and I found an abandoned house in the middle of the dense woods. One we have called home and greeted many of guests! In order for me to become a Plushie as well, in exchange for consuming the right button eye of the bat plushie. I resembled and took on the same imagery. All potential friends! A comfort I found absolutely admirable, so I live through the eyes of buttons and stitches now till the cult of the “red one” decides to give up chasing for any trace of me. This Plushie enjoys playing games with new pals and chatting with those who visit its very abandoned walls! A Sanctuary only unknown gods know of the location of.
In these old broken TVs, I will live to fulfill my own blessings and wishes.
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The person behind the Plushie is a disabled streamer. They have an invisible disability, suffering from Multiple Sclerosis. And will take frequent breaks in between stream schedules. Discord is the best place for updates for schedule!