>>50129254
The Chinese takeout has been using more suspect ingredients than the usual stray animal meat.

It might be your neighbors.

>>50129254
That the new resident is a white male hipster who majored in Music came here for nominally the same reasons you did.

It heralds the first sign of gentrification.

THE HORROR. THE HORROR.

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>>50129254
The neighbours are a vampire (female), a werewolf (female), a witch (trap), and a nun of a secret order (female).
The plot quickly devolves into a cliche storm of supernatural harem antics that would make even the most egregious waifufag cry "What the fuck is this bullshit?".

>>50129701
>The plot quickly devolves into a cliche storm of supernatural harem antics that would make even the most egregious waifufag cry "What the fuck is this bullshit?".

Im-Fucking-Possible.

There is no level of cliche you can reach to make that happen. I fucking dare you to try.

>>50129701
>The sole male resident of the flat gets such massive blue balls from the flirting but not putting out they develop a gravitational field.

It leads to amusing exploits when trying to cook... or drink tea.

>>50129818

Why can't the male tenant take responsibility and give the women what they want? That way the harem hijinks takes on a whole new angle as they try to outperform the others.

>>50129864
Its funnier if the women just flirt and flirt and never go through with anything. And inadvertently cause the male discomfort through slightly sexy shenanigans.

Some poor sod who should be in hogs heaven but he's in permanent friend zone, none of them are attracted to him and they are also blissfully unaware he's getting turned on or wants to fuck each of them.

>>50129254
The basement contains a Stand granting meteorite. The PCs have to fight their way to it to destroy it and end the diabolical plans of their landlord.

>>50129773
>I fucking dare you to try.

Waifufag detected.

>>50130118
I'm just merely pointing out that you're full of shit. There is NOTHING that waifufags won't lap up.

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>The elevator seems to go to one more floor than you can count from outside the building.

>There seem to be more shadows in the hallways than there are people to cast them.

>The families that own the Chinese takeout and laundry have been feuding for centuries.

>Every Thursday, at sundown, the same woman can be seen leaping from the roof.

>The floor tiles will occasionally rearrange themselves to spell out cryptic messages.

>They say that you can buy or sell anything at the pawn shop on the ground floor. Anything.

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>>50130101
A stand granting meteorite, you say?

It wouldn't happen to be known as Temsik, would it?

I love this thread. Very inspiring and the images give off the neatest creepy, get comfy, vibes. Especially the op image and the hallway. Love the pot hooks too. Hope this thread keeps going and stays this damn good. I hope I can think up some clever stuff to add after a nap.

There is no third floor.

>>50130154
>The floor tiles will occasionally rearrange themselves to spell out cryptic messages.
http://img.ifcdn.com/images/c12b041b39a770e0709f20753eb7b23bea45d01baf1fa762a5085d4d26dbb23b_1.gif

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>>50130711
>posting links to images
>on an imageboard

>>50130350
>>50130850
where are these from?

>>50130350
Nightmare fuel

>>50129254
The building is part of Renway's Six, a legendarily eccentiric architect who, near the end of his life, poured all of his remaning fortune into the development of six housing projects in the late 1970's.

Three were low-income housing, built for small businesses, like your own block, with one in the newly gentrified Old Town and another on the outskirts of town, near the riverside.

Another was built as a brutalist office building, built like a badly-shuffled deck of cards, but making incredible use of the space at hand.

A fifth was a church, built on the site of the oldest chapel in town that burned down in 1920.

Renway always maintained that there was a sixth, constructed in secrecy. Dedicated to his sister, who'd died several years beforehand.

Legend has it that each of these buildings held a lot of secrets. Hidden rooms. Messages. Puzzles. That finding and solving each would lead you to the next, then to the final, sixth location.

Maybe there's treasure. Secrets. Fame. Who knows?

>>50129254
The stairwell goes done further than the basement... Much, much further...

It also goes higher than the roof.

And for some reason that shitty elevator takes twice as long between the 3rd and 4th floors...

>There seems to be some kind of community council but they meet at weird hours and certain password is demanded from newcomers.
>One of the basement floor storage units have a heart with letters DG scratched in.

>>50129254

A mute old man in the attic who plays the violin in the dead of night

>>50131310
Rue d'Auseil can be a hard road to find.

Perhaps your building is difficult for others to find at all. Friends inexplicably fail to follow instructions, technology doesn't fare much better.

The views from certain windows glimpsed through open doors doesn't match the outside environment, nor are they consistent with each other.

>>50131675
>>50131460
>>50131092
>The apartment building was constructed on a triangular site, bordered by Escher Avenue, Bermuda Street and Public Alley 13.

>>50129254
There is constantly a white cat in Chinese takeout, right near a cup of coffee and fresh newspapers. Seems like cup from time to time is sipped and cat is intensely reading a newspapers sections, stopping particulary on local poilitical news.
Health inspector who frequent in this establishment seems to not notice a cat, or pretend not to.

>>50130154
>>They say that you can buy or sell anything at the pawn shop on the ground floor. Anything.
What's the street value of a bucket of ADD, a gallon of self-loathing, a decaliter of depression, and a hard drive full of memes these days? Because I'm selling.

There's a garage band practicing in the room above yours at odd hours. Your neighbor may be operating a fish farm inside his apartment. The building has a hellacious ant problem.

>>50132820
>There's a garage band practicing in the room above yours at odd hours.
You live on the top floor.

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>>50129701
>a witch (trap)

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>>50129701
>The neighbours are a vampire (female), a werewolf (female), a witch (trap), and a nun of a secret order (female).
That's a nice harem to have.

The vampire gives a mean sucking, the werewolf is an animal in bed, the witch works magic with her hands and the nun is willing to commit unspeakable heresies.
If you know what I mean.

>>50133101
Being Human wasted a lot of potential.

>>50129701
That's missing the lonely ghost who has no sense of personal boundaries.

The old residents of the building forgot they don't live there anymore, or live at all. Someone is running an illegal distillery in their apartment. A man climbs in through the window and starts fighting you, telling you to get out of his apartment. Your landline has calls from numbers that are out of commission and sometimes when you pick it up you're listening to other peoples conversations.

There's one apartment which looks as though Delta Green had a Night at the Opera in it.
or
One apartment is serving as a Green Box or safehouse for a local DG cell.

>>50133642
Each apartment in the building is a safehouse for a different organisation, except yours.

You hear the sounds of a loud party in the hallway at early hours. When you check the hallway it's always empty.

There are alarm handles, not only for fire, but for circumstances which shouldn't come about very often. Examples include FALLOUT, aнoмaлия, Torpedo, Halon Override, SCRAM, ABORT, and In case of giant ants.

>>50134046
>You can ALWAYS hear a party on the fifth floor, late at night. There's never anyone there.

>>50134117
Don't forget SCATTER.

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>>50130350
>>50130910
I'm not sure about the second one, but first is an abandoned mega residential tower in South Africa.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ponte_City_Apartments#Decay

>>50133948
>Each apartment in the building is a safehouse for a different organisation, including yours.
FTFY

>>50134461
>Through some previous arrangement or eldritch power, the apartment building acts as neutral territory in which the different organizations must at least pretend to get along. As such, the Chinese restaurant on the ground floor is often used for meetings and parley.

I love this kind of thread. Once it was spaceship quirks and spacer mythology, now it's urban unease in vintage housing.

I'll be sure to pitch in if I think of anything.

>>50134735
>urban unease

Is a good term for it.

>>50129479
Can we sacrifice him and start a cult to the dark god, Rent Control?

>>50134735
Residents talk about Moving Day, when once upon a time every single resident found their front door opening onto a different part of the complex, and everyone discovering that their entire apartments had changed positions. First floor residents were now at the top, a 4th floor apartment ended up underground, that kind of thing.

Everybody leaves their apartments one day and meets themselves coming in.

The laundry room is always locked, rusted shut, but you can hear machines rumbling in there. You can hear them from the 5th floor, sometimes. You hear them in your dreams. Your clothes are sometimes clean when you wake up.

The penthouse occupant changes daily, with no signs of moving. Nobody's sure if the previous tenants ever left, but it's always someone different answering the door. And man, they need to clean up. That place stinks.

The vacant lot behind your building occasionally hosts night fairs that disappear without a trace at dawn. You keep hearing stories about the legendary nights people have had there, but it seems to have stopped showing up after you moved in.

There's a runty three-legged dog running loose around the building. Everybody swears it's not theirs, and everybody swears they're not feeding it, but it never leaves. You're sure you heard it cuss at you once. In Russian.

>>50134777
Thanks. It's not quite urban horror, but it's not exactly normal.

You've never actually met the inhabitants of the apartment opposite yours, but you always hear their door slam shut just after you've closed yours.

It was rather distressing when you figured out your peephole had been installed the wrong way around.

The way I see it, there's 3 varieties of tidbit you can use:

The Residents
The Building
The Area

The Residents means something's up with your neighbours. Serial killers, shifty pawnbrokers, possibly non-human residents.

The Building means something is off about the actual complex, from the foundations to the penthouse and through every apartment. Funky doors, creepy rooms.

The Area means there's some mystery regarding the locale in which the building os situated. Nearby stores, natural phenomena, etc. There may be something that predated the Building, there may be something about where the building was built and why.

Hope this helps!

>>50134961
Not as troubling as the one apartment with the chain on the outside.

>>50129254 (OP)
>The basement is a complex labyrinth, and goes further down than anyone knows. The landlord must sacrifice one tenant every month, or an unspeakable terror will consume the world. However, he is not cruel, and supplies each sacrifice with a few basic supplies, including food, a weapon and a flashlight.
>Once a tenant is selected to be a sacrifice, they cannot leave the apartment. Fortunately, the chinese takeout offers a discount to the sacrificed, and there is no rule against preparing with other sacrificed tenants. However, tenants must enter the labynrinth alone.
>Every time a sacrifice finds the exit to the current floor, they wake up in their apartment (a lá Silent Hill 4) with their equipment, a note from the landlord and a reward (more floors completed = bigger rewards), but each floor is more dangerous than the last.
>Sacrificed tenants may find one another throughout the labynrinth, but it is rare, and they usually only find remains. Once a tenant completes every floor of the labynrinth, they may either leave with what they have collected, or face the unspeakable terror for prizes and fortune unheard of.

>>50129254
apartment is the nexus of all sorts of shit:
>built on top of an indian burial ground
>Laundromat is front for mafia money laundering
>building has malignant architecture due to some old occult guy readying it as the portal for an eldritch thing when the starts are right
>Mad Scientist is conducting secret experiments somewhere in the complex
>Landlady knows about the ghosts that spook people and mess with the electricity, but puts up with it and you. Actually, she's an exorcist who's trying to get rid of them.

Wait until they all pile on top of one another for glorious train wreck.

>>50129254
That sign on the side makes no fucking sense.

It says "We like to get stronger"? What the fuck does that have to do with anything?

Did they mean "We want additional tenants" or something?

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>>50135325
>>Landlady knows about the ghosts that spook people and mess with the electricity, but puts up with it and you. Actually, she's an exorcist who's trying to get rid of them.

She may have been an exorcist in her youth, but she's an older lady now that doesn't much give a shit what happens so long as her tenants keep paying their rent on time and nothing brings the building down on her head.

>>50135406
The maintenance guy once worked a much higher-stress job, and now takes a very easygoing approach to most everything. That said, he's well-armed and can put down the most recalcitrant troubles.

>>50135451
the maintenance guy is Old Man Henderson

>>50129701
Sounds like the next season of Rokujouma no Shinryakusha.

The girl next door is cute, but very, very dead.

>>50129701
>/tg/ creates a harem anime in three posts
Never change.

>>50135496
How dead are we talking here?

>>50135507
Shows up in the static of your TV Screen levels of dead.

The gopniks outside always seem to have light beer and weapons despite the police's many arrests, and know your name, your cousins name and how to make your wallet disappear

>>50129389
Hey, and you kept saying the fat guy downstairs will never be good for anything.

>>50135496
Her room has been boarded up from the outside. All the residents know she's never to be let out, but still have genial conversations with her through the door.

Rent is the first of the month.

Not a typo.

You go to sleep on the last day of the month, wake up on 2nd of the next, no memory of the inbetween. Residents put up with it because hey, no money.

>>50135381
The building wants to get stronger. How else is it going to defeat the building across the street? Duh.

>>50135381
Could be advertising for martial arts class or something.

>>50135594, >>50135520, >>50135507, >>50135496, >>50135045, >>50134961

>The battered old door to her apartment has had several deadbolts and hasps with padlocks installed in addition to the sturdy boards and chains were nailed up long ago.

>The girl inside is always willing to chat or offer friendly advice and is never anything but pleasant to passers by, even saying that the other tenants are right to keep her locked away.

>Looking through the reversed peephole, one sees a dark, cluttered apartment that has been ravaged by time and what seems to be someone or something with a violent temper.

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>>50135464
Landlady might or might not be old pagan deity.

The laundromat mafia smuggles everything from creepy German porn to human souls

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>>50136086
What shops and businesses does the building have on its ground floor?

>Bodega / Convenience Store
>Chinese Takeout Restaurant
>Laundromat or Dry Cleaners
>???????????????????????

(https://www.artstation.com/artwork/o698m)

>>50136233
Internet cafe.

>>50136233
A furniture store that's always closed

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>>50136233
A pawn shop jam-packed with eclectic, esoteric and eldritch wares.

>>50136233
Thrift shop. A lot of the wares you recognize from neighbors who moved out without warning.

The mannequins in the front window are facing each other, in new poses every day. Those who keep track can see a terrible narrative being pantomimed.

>>50136233, >>50136253, >>50136348, >>50136393, >>50136489
>Bodega or Convenience Store
>Chinese Takeout Restaurant
>Laundromat or Dry Cleaners
>Pawn Broker or Thrift Shop
>Burnt Out Ruin or Crime Scene
>Storefront That Changes Weekly

>>50136233
Key maker/locksmith that can make keys for any lock; for a price, of course.

>>50134777
I prefer this kind of setup to "normal" horror. By giving up on trying to actually outright scare me, the story can just focus on doing the atmosphere and exploration of the setting really well.

>>50132492
20 bucks for the ADD, 5 bucks for the self-loathing and depression and fifty for the harddrive with another five on top for the memes.

>>50130711
You know what would be hilarious? The floor and ceiling tiles having a spelt out conversation akin to 4chan shitposting.

>>50137423
>Secundus defecated here

>>50133948
Stealing this for Shadowrun.

When viewed from exactly the right angle and from exactly the right position, the view down each corridor produces a face. It's not known whether the faces in each corridor are different or not, and the other tenants don't discuss the faces.
The new tenant seems bland. Almost unnaturally so, in fact. You could have sworn you introduced yourself to... him? The new tenant was male, right?
Obligatory "everything is spiders" post.
The floor tiles are square, and each one has the same design on it and is in the same orientation. The pattern on the floor doesn't repeat.
There are no smoke alarms anywhere in the building. Nevertheless, there's still a test of them every Friday.
The kitchen has a spice rack, with labeled slots for literally every herb and spice you know of, including ones that shouldn't be used in food and fictional ones. Most of them have something in them.
The door at the end of your corridor is labelled "Do not open". You can't see anything when you look through the little window it has. You're also pretty sure that the corridor is longer than the building is.

>>50138413
>A very old tomcat has the run of the entire building and an unsettlingly, intimidating bearing.

>>50129479
I kill him and sell him to the Chinese.

>>50129254
>>>

There's a door or short stairway in every apartment, that can't be opened and lead to apparently nowhere.

>>50132820
>>50132820
If you follow the line of ants they lead under the door of an apartment with

There's a public access lounge on the first floor where one of the tenants invites his theater friends to perform once a month. Everyone is welcome to attand. The plays are always random adaptations of Edgar Allen Poe or stories you've never heard anywhere. The acting is exquisite.

recently, a young college kid moved in down the hall with an odd ability to play literally any musical instrument and a huge collection of archery stuff, claiming his dads being a dick so he moved out. the odd thing is, tenants are reporting seeing a giant snake shaped shadow coiling around their window at night

>>50129254
The new landlord is tremendous. He's going to put brass all over the front of the building. It'll be very classy.

Some old crazy chinaman is building a boat on the roof, everyone says he thinks a flood is coming but when asked he says he will sail it to the heavens. He never seems to finish it.

Someone keeps hanging charms from the branches of the tree in the walkway to the park. They are made from bones of some animal.

>>50139222
with what?

There's a tenant that looks exactly like Tom Hanks but speaks in a thick unknown language although he understand most of what people say in english. He never seems to grasp the concept of his simularity to the famous actor and denies it. Apparently he's lived there for years.

>>50139777
Huge brass plates everywhere. Nobody had better taste than him. Everyone agrees he has the best taste.

I'd like to watch a show about this apartment from the perspective if someone who's lived there a couple years and is accustom to the insane things that are always happening.

The elevator never fails to stop on the fourth floor when no one is waiting for it, but fourth floor residents often complain that it can take upwards of ten minutes to stop on their floor upon hailing it.

Every so often you notice a particularly attractive foreign girl walking through the hall, always opposite wherever you're headed, with no clear origin or destination. Sometimes you go weeks without seeing her, other times you see her once or twice daily. She never speaks to you, and always seems to be in a rush. Attempts to find what room she's in fail.

Desk lamps refuse to function on Tuesdays.

The takeout place is almost never closed, save for "major holidays". However, the days it closes don't seem to coincide with any known major holidays, and no one is even sure if it's the same days each year. The only holiday they decorate for is the Chinese New Year- though that's more because their old decorations never came down.

The ventilation system makes no goddamn sense. Vent sizes seem almost random, and there's no rhyme or reason as to where they appear in the building. Some vents don't actually seem to connect to a ventilation system at all.

Insignificant items sometimes appear in the second floor's vending machine area. Last time, it was a soda can that isn't actually found in the country, let alone the vending machine- the time before that, a cinderblock with a section of graffiti that couldn't be identified, and the time before that, a torn pink dress shirt. These items always appear in the same spot, but the timing can be as short as a week or as long as a few years.

You can occasionally hear whispers in the hallways if you're up late at night, but the whispers are usually drunken and nonsensical. They also seem to be oddly familiar with the times- you've heard things like "twerk for me daddy". You wish you hadn't.

>>50140211
There is a creature living on the fifth floor. You've never seen it, and apparently no one else has either. No one remembers how it got there or what it's called. Regardless, everyone in the building swears the creature exists.
You find it particularly hard to disbelieve them.

Every so often, a tenant will wake up in 4E and forget how they got there. 4E hasn't had an actual tenant as long as anyone can remember, and the room is essentially bare. No one is sure why.

There are no tweezers in the building. You've bought four sets, and every set has disappeared seemingly before you could get it in the door.

Despite being shitty in every other regard, the internet is god-tier for no discernible reason. The building uses ethernet cables and has no free wi-fi.

The businesses nearby and on the first floor never seem to change, all except one that's particularly hard to get to and requires you to go through the dingy, uninhabited side street. This particular store changes weekly, and is always abandoned and empty on weekends. Last week it was a health food store. This week it's a vape shop. You wonder what next week will bring.

>>50137552
Legendary meme

>>50140282
When it rains, a bearded man always stops for a smoke just outside the front of the building. If you speak to him, he will offer you a cigarette and a tell you a tale. It is said that if you smoke with him, his tale will reflect on a future experience, and if you refuse, you'll narrowly dodge trouble frighteningly reminiscent of his story.
There is an older tenant in the building who refuses to leave when it rains, sometimes referencing the "story-telling man".

A white-haired young girl who speaks a broken version of the local language gives hand-made charms to new tenants or first-time visitors without fail. Aside from refusing to reveal her mother tongue and being somewhat of a shut-in, she is not particularly noteworthy.
A few of the other tenants swear by the charms, spreading a rumor that the only person to outright refuse her offer met with a grisly fate on the fifth floor. There seems to be no evidence that this is actually true, however.

>>50138141
>The floor tiles are square, and each one has the same design on it and is in the same orientation. The pattern on the floor doesn't repeat.

How would this work?

The first floor men's bathroom is always relatively immaculate, save for the third stall which always has a hastily-scrawled number written in marker just behind the toilet paper dispenser. Rumor has it that if you write something on the wall then return and call the number the next day, you'll get whatever you wrote- but of course, this rumor is entirely unfounded. Right?

Someone is stealing salt shakers. There's no other reason they'd keep randomly disappearing, right?

Very few people in the building will ever play a game using normal playing cards. When asked why, most will say that it's bad luck, but a few will elaborate and say something like "We can't play if we don't deal HIM in", or "Just the sound of shuffling cards is enough to attract HIM". You aren't sure who HE is. Other types of card games seem fine.

>>50140375
Attempts to identify any patterns result in confusing the observers brain to prevent recognizing any repeating patterns at all. Similar to "brain fog" phenomenom

>>50140481
wat

>>50129254
Three story apartment building. There are mailboxes for apartments one through six. Apartment one takes up all of the third floor, apartment two takes up the whole ground floor, and apartments four five and six take up the second floor. The basement is available to everyone, containing laundry and generalized storage. Where the hell is apartment three? They clearly both recieve, and collect mail, yet try as you might you cannot find apartment three.

I am describing the building that I actually lived in from 2006-2010. Tenants moved in and out, and we never did find apartment three.

The laundromat owner is old and grumpy Russian who swears he never was an cosmonaut, and his name not a Yuri, but he is a surprisingly knowledgable about space, spacefaring and spaceships made in USSR.

>>50139968
Does he sound like Tom Hanks?

>>50141057
>>50141057
Yeah, its like its his exact twin. He could be faking it or it could be real.

Sometimes it seems like there are commuters in your elevator. They get on before you (even if you go from the bottom floor), and get off after you (even if you're on the top floor). Since they always see you push your button, they get very angry and push you out if you try to stay beyond that.

>>50135520
I have my waifu as my screensaver. This is nothing to me.

>>50140495
Basically: if there is a pattern, your brain can't handle it, and jumbles it if you look at it.

>>50141200
Nice dubs.

I don't get it. I AM literally autistic, though, so it's probably me.

>>50141214
Okay so the floor has the same tile repeated. This obviously forms a pattern.
But there is something... Off, with the floor, so if you try to discern a pattern, your brain can't really do it. You can look at the individual tiles and see that they are the same, but attempting to look at the entirety of them just leaves your brain hurting.
Clearer?

>>50141277
So like some Chaos nonsense. Alright.

>>50135803

>My Apocalyptic Harbinger Girl Next Door Can't Possibly Be This Cute!

>>50141314
Basically, yeah.

>>50129254
There's a hot girl living in the top floor

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>>50141214

Its like you know it must be a repeat pattern, but you can't figure it out no matter how long you stare at it.

You can't even recreate it by drawing it on paper.

Its almost as if you observing it makes it change pattern so as to prevent you from being able to understand it.

You've been getting deja vu a lot since you moved in, which wouldn't be a problem normally. Only thing is that sometimes you literally see and hear the effects as a distinct thing. Others can see it as well.

>>50140282
>There is a creature living on the fifth floor. You've never seen it, and apparently no one else has either. No one remembers how it got there or what it's called. Regardless, everyone in the building swears the creature exists.
>You find it particularly hard to disbelieve them.
Ugh, Ive been in a building that had one of these, they're somewhere between creepy and annoying. creepy in that i was always a little afraid i would run into whatever so scared my coworkers, annoying in having everyone from the otherwise tough as nails old guy to the new kid practically cling to me on our rounds because they were all terrified of being alone in the corridors.

At 12:01am, all HTTP requests direct you to a streaming webcam of what looks like your exact apartment, and then returns to normal.

All attempts to find this hidden webcam result in failure.

>>50141445
>Sometimes you can see... things... moving about, but you can't exactly make out their shape.

>>50141455
Compression artifacts, I'm sure. K-Lite codec pack. Not even once After the 10th time of watching a video and what looks like a girl with a knife coming towards me on screen, I removed that shit and installed gentoo.

The Chinese restaurant has won several awards for having the best steak in Clark County. The Chinese restaurant doesn't serve steak, and you don't live anywhere near Clark County

>>50141555
>Every time you ask the restaurant owners about the awards, they complain loudly that you're mumbling and you need to speak up.

>>50129254
'80s style suveillance equipment everywhere.

Somebody's let the dead girl out.

>there is no 13th floor, even though it takes quite bit longer than it should for the elevator to reach 14th floor from the 12th floor, however when using stairs the distance between 12th and 14th floor is same as between any other adjacent floors
>there is an apartment on the 5th floor that has been abandoned for decades, whenever someone foolish or brave enough to enter opens the door they find it in perfect condition and showing all signs of continuous human habitation

During friday night tabletop session some muniatures make it to the window outside. Some go down to try find them, some directing search party from above. Its at this same moment peopke realise - looking from window you see totaly different street. Same dark and dirty, but its slightly different. And you can see anybody outside. Next night some of you bring ropes and you begin to explore parralel universe.

>>50129254
There is a hum that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere, but late at night it seems to form... words.

Other tenants are going missing, one by one, and the last thing they say to anyone before disappearing is "I'll be seeing you soon."

You try to feed some stray cats with milk. They ask you for rum instead.

>>50141852
That's because most adult cats can't handle milk.

>>50141697
SHIT.

We're fucked.

>>50142066
Tell me about it. Now we have to call "pest control". Honestly sometimes I'm not sure who's worse, the girl or them.

>>50142115
The worst part is definitely having to wear those biohazard suits for the rest of the week. They're so bloody uncomfortable.

>>50142136
Not to mention that it is a massive pain in the ass to clean up all those bleeding walls.

>>50142154
Just paint the walls red! Jesus, why have a suggestion box if no one will read it?

Okay, I'll post my favorites.

The Chinese restaurant is always open, you've never seen the single old Chinese man who works there leave.
There is an attractive girl who you can see walking the halls, going in the elevator, Etc, but you can never see her face, where she lives, or follow her.
When looking at the building from outside, in seems that it's only 6 stories tall, even though there are 7 floors, and whenever riding the elevator, it takes as long as it would to get from floor 1 to floor 2 to get from floor 6 to floor 7, though it doesn't slow down, and the stairs don't show the same issue. When on the 6th floor at random hours on week nights, you can always hear a party above you, though there doesn't seem to be one when you go to the 7th floor.
You can see things in the shadows.
Whenever you go to the public restroom on the first floor, the writing in the stalls change, and nothing you write lasts. The numbers never connect, unless you dial them in the stall.
The tiles in one specific spot on every floor always have changing cracks, that look like Russian, to you. They would seem to be having a conversation, if you knew Russian.
The mannequins in the pawn shop on the first floor always change, and seem to be acting out a sinister play, though you know that the owner only spends an hour there a day, and doesn't live there, and that they change at night. Who is changing them? And where does the pawnshop owner live? And it seems like a lot of the things he's selling used to belong to the other tenants!
The windows' view don't seem to lead to the right places, when you see them through the doors.

>>50142239
One shop on the ground floor is always closed, and changes weekly, though you see a few tenants having things that change every week based on the things sold in the new shop.
The basement seems to be a maze to you, though you see the maintenance guy down there all the time, and if you go with him, it seems normal.
No body you tel, to meet you there can find the way on their own, no matter what kind of maps they have.
There are a lot of strange alarm handles, and they never seem to stay consistent.
Two of the tenants always seem on edge when you're around, and if you follow them, you can see them meet up at strange times and talk in a strange language. Sometimes they go to the 6-and-a-half-th floor.
One of the tenants always talks to you, and always seem disappointed when you react surprised and don't seem to know him. You always act surprised.
There is a room that has been uninhabited for years, and that everyone, including you, is inexplicably scared of, though it looks well-lived-in when you open the door.
If you ask any other tenant to play cards, they will refuse, and when asked why, they will talk about how you can't play without HIM, and if you're asked, you will answer similarly, too, even though you don't know who HE is, on reflection.
Some of the peepholes are backwards, and while most are taped over, one isn't, and shows a room that looks like a man threw a tantrum, though every time you look after a few hours have gone by, it seems like he bought new furniture, and trashed it again.
Jointed figures are always in different poses.

>>50142218
I heard a funny story about that, actually.

>there is this one old veteran guy living at one of the lower floors, no one is sure in what war he fought in and he has been living there for decades, unchanging and unaging even while those around him succumb to the ravages of time

>>50141957
Or maybe they are cursed gang of pirates who robbed ancient chinese tomb to get "more lives".

No takeout restaurant delivers to the apartment complex and no mail ever gets delivered. When you ask either they tell you the apartment doesn't exist and to stop pranking them.

Everyone in the apartment complex knows your name. You never told them it when you moved in and you don't know theirs.

Your next door neighbor has been in the same stage of her pregnancy for the last two years you've been living there.

Whenever you put your address into a GPS or the internet, you get directions to a spa in Holland that was built over the site of an ancient battlefield.

You're renting an apartment that's in the middle of the building and should have no windows, but you have windows all the same. You swear that what you see out of them flickers from time to time.

Every now and then you run out of things like milk and shampoo a day or two before you should, even when you went to bed knowing you had enough for the next day.

All of the change you get from the Chinese restaurant is from years that haven't happened yet, with presidents on them you've never heard of.

You never get your own mail delivered, but you keep getting mail for what you assume to be the previous tenant. All of the letters have warnings about the dangers of toxic mold on them.

The pawn shop downstairs is bigger than it looks from the outside of the complex. Much bigger. Actually, you don't think you've ever explored the whole place, and they seem to have whatever you need when you need it.

At three in the morning, every morning, your upstairs neighbor runs their vacuum cleaner. You live on the top floor.

You can't remember a time when you didn't hear a faint sobbing from the second floor on your way to your apartment.

Once a week, your pregnant neighbor comes to your door and asks if you have a candy bar she can have. You've noticed that you always have a spat of bad luck that day if you don't have a candy bar for her, or one she doesn't like. She hates Mr. Goodbars.

>>50142575
These are good.

>An old Local-58 news van has been parked out on the street in front of the building for as long as anyone can remember.

>Regardless of what the weather is outside, it always seems to be raining in the courtyard in the center of the building.

>The building's list of rules for residents is unusually long, sometimes nonsensical and occasionally worrying.

>There are no tenants living on the building's third floor, all the apartments there standing vacant, doorless and covered in graffiti.

>The fortune cookies that the Chinese takeout place serves at the end of its meals are always genuinely prophetic.

>An iron-gated archway in the exterior of the building appears to lead down to a defunct and abandoned subway station.

>Just off the shabby lobby is a kind of memory room full of odd photographs of the buildings' residents, past, present and future.

>One the second to last day of every month, the entire building shakes as if it had struck from beneath with tremendous force.

>All but the newest local cabbies refuse to pick people up from the building due to one persistent phantom passenger.

>The phone inside the old phone booth on the street corner has been ringing nonstop for roughly thirty years.

Local policeman is an old black guy in good relations with restaurant owners. He likes to talk about his life, his kids, his job, but all his stories are mundane, things you can expect from a sheriff of a quiet little town, not this infernal place. If you ask him about supernatural shit directly he smiles and say that its all just imagination and you take too much "young people pills". Then he put his hat on and leave. Last step before exit hu turn around and said that noone from police office who take this shit seriously live long enouph to see their grandchildren

>>50135803
>Always wishes you well when you leave.
>Always greets you warmly when you return.
>Always sounds cheerful, friendly and sweet.

>Occasionally asks for the latest local gossip.
>Occasionally offers vague and cryptic advice.
>Occasionally reminds you that she is dead.

>Rarely asks for strange or nonsensical favors.
>Rarely displays hints of violent anger or rage.
>Rarely asks, begs or demands to be released.

The apartments are haunted by a benevolent spirit with dyslexia, that attempts to leave positive messages in fridge magnets and on notes, but always spells them wrong, often accidentally making vague threats.

What was that Tales from the Darkside episode where the apartment was alive? I quite liked that one.

>>50142575
>Your next door neighbor has been in the same stage of her pregnancy for the last two years you've been living there.

When questioned about said pregnancy, she becomes visibly upset and says that she's not pregnant.

The mystery continues...

Goong down into the basement reveals a number of old shops built underneath the apartment complex, selling odd items, and things no longer made in this time period. The further down you go, the further back in retail time you go. a few floors and you can buy a crystal pepsi or a new coke, but go down 10 or 15 floors and suddenly wooden apothecaries ahow up, and barber/surgeons. all the shops are staffed, and the staff seem to find nothing unusual about working in a shop selling things that are out of production for 30 years.

Don't talk to other customers down there.

>>50143336
That seems better for a mall.

>the apartment's elevator is a patternoser (doorless compartment that never stops moving)
>yes, elevator [singular], there is only one doorway
>it is always moving in the direction you need it to, and when riding everybody waiting for it at other floors wants to go in this direction too

>>50129254
>The number of sub-basements tends to fluctuate
>As does their order
>The lowest sub-basement is always the same though, and it's where the washer and dryer are
>You occasionally wonder what would happen if you were in there when they fluctuated
>You stay out of the sub-basements when you can

>the complex is alive and hungry
>its also cheap and is fine with just taking leftovers you dump into the "disposal/garbage chute"
>just don't use any nails when putting up pictures

Sometimes the Wifi stops working and nobody can figure out why.

>>50143320
To many candy bars me thinks

>>50129254

The building's occupants are almost entirely prostitutes. All the stares you get when you tell people your address is because they're trying to figure out who pays you for sex.

>>50133101
>the witch works magic with her wand
is what you meant to say, right?

>>50136233
bowling alley
pet store specializing in amphibians

All the men in the building are named Blake Hardy, and all the women Jessica Ferguson. It turns out they are all in the Witness Protection Program, but the computerized name randomizer has stopped working. No one realizes this because being hunted people, they are all reclusive and don't ask many questions of each other.

The writing in the restroom stalls that constantly change can be called and will apply a random modification to the building or its residents. Rooms, floors, the restrooms themselves, corridors, stairs etc. can be rearranged by this.

There is one young man, in his late twenties to early thirties, who you can always hear a faint ticking noise near.

He never carries any kind of watch but always knows exactly what time it is down to the second.

>The third floor contains a streetside ramen shop(opening to the hallway), a Karaoke bar and far more apartments as the other floors, who are all rented out to japanese salarymen.

>You can hear your next door neighbor through the paper thin walls every night. Weirdly it's somebody else every time.

>The Teenager you met when moving a few years ago in is turning 9 next Tuesday and all the Neighbors are invited!

>[Notice] The Management would like to remind you that it is not liable for any Alligator-related injuries and damages caused by incorrect hatch usage! Just remember: "Lefty-Loosey, Righty-Disembowelment"

The Chinese takeaway has another door, through which can be seen a nice, prosperous neighbourhood. Nobody knows where this is, but it's definitely not the next street over.

The portal has recently been discovered by a passenger from... somewhere else, and their new chef has more tentacles than the last one did.

>>50143907
>not "Lefty-Loosy, Righty-Bitey"
Come on man.

>>50143932
>Lefty-Loosey, Righty-No

>>50140732
Also, nobody has ever actually asked if he was a cosmonaut.

>>50142443
>Chinese tomb
>Not Chinese Resturant

Every three months a man shows up at the apartments, speaking to all of the tenants. He is handsome and immaculately dressed. He knows details of hopes and dreams he cannot possibly be aware of. He claims to be a developer, and he needs you all to agree to leave the building. He can offer a new place in one of his buildings, a gorgeous condo, free of rent and surrounded by normal, succesful people who can surely offer you paths to being a succesful, upstanding citizen yourself, if only you give up this creepy little community.

>>50144257
You may just have come up with the main plotline for our spooky apartment building game right there.

>>50135226
>or face the unspeakable terror for prizes and fortune unheard of.
>The unspeakable horror takes the appearance of a man ressembling a well-known celebrity, hosting a game show.
>The Sacrificed can take part in the game. If he does, he is asked questions to which he must answer correctly or be given a dare.
>Questions quickly turn from "Where did Napoleaon die?" to "Where is hidden the file for CIA's project AA-54?" or "What is the key to the gate of Carcosa?", while dare starts with standing up on a big ball and ends with challenges like being sent in the sewers to retrieve the Sword of Amalric from the lair of the Scaly King
>Of course, you can try to use violence against the Host, but he's quick to anger, and I don't think you wanna see him when he's had to use strength to put you back in your seat two or three times.

>>50144257
What compells people not to take him up on the offer?

>>50144696
A dreadful realization that while it may be creepy, it is a community in the apartments. Quirky and even dangerous, but you feel "home" there. What he offers is success and social standing amid plastic smiles and too clean homes, perhaps right for some but not others. You must decide for yourself, a modern and more dangerous Adams Family or sterile and unfeeling riches.

>>50144733
Of course, what if that feeling of home is something the building does to you as a defense mechanism? What if the man is just another part of it? Did he shake off a cockroach that fell on him here, or did it crawl from a seam in his disguise?

>>50144696
Maybe the person he's talking to is the only person he asks? And for some reason the only thing stopping him from taking the building and using it for his own nefarious ends is that person?

>>50144761
This too, yes. No one else takes the deal. They can't. Ever.

>>50144538
And thanks, that's kind of awesome to hear!

Perhaps it's all a test of your loyalty to the building too. It is old, it knows it should be condemned, but it refuses. It made the rest of them, all of them, to tempt you to stay, to feel like you belong here. It needs someone who can make it right again.

>>50144761
This apartment is a recyclebin where all strange and unnatural things god didnt want in the world goes. But hey he is dead long, long time ago. And probably left keys to all creation somewhere here. Developer is one of his, hm "angels" who tries to recover keys to continue creation.

When characters discovers this and confront him on topic why the hell he want to change the world he tells its rather all stay the same and you live happily ever after until heat death of the universe and all humanity can explore will be just procedure generated mesh of dead planets and empty rocks in the void or you can find the key, give it to "competent persons" so they can continue to fill space with struggles, mysteries and other interesting things. One of which probably can kill all humans, but what is game without risk.

>>50144696
>He knows details of hopes and dreams he cannot possibly be aware of.
Sounds kinda creepy to me.

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>The ground floor of the apartment building houses what may be the very last honest to goodness video rental store in the entire country.

>While the place does have some DVDs, their stock mostly consists of VHS and almost half of both discs and tapes are clearly bootlegged.

>Regardless, the store prides itself on being able to furnish any request it's customers may have, no matter how obscure or bizarre it may be.

>The newest theatrical releases
>That's no problem at all.

>Home video of your sixth birthday party?
>Yeah, they've got that.

>Ghost porn shot right there in the building?
>Its in the room at the back.

The elevator is small, dingy, and cramped. There is a small speaker in the left-hand wall; if you ride alone, an Eastern European priest will speak from there, offering to take your confession. If you take him up on it, your ride will last long enough to finish the whole process.

Residents rarely reply because it holds up the lift for everyone else.

Your apartment has a growing water stain. On the wall.

>>50142929
>Local-58
Ayy

>>50145259
>On each of the elevator's three walls is a large decorative mirror, dim with age and covered in graffiti scratched into the glass. Often times these mirrors create strange optical illusions, such as making it seem as if there were more people in the elevator than there actually are or seeing your own reflection turn to look at you.

>someone steals all your sugar all the time
>its actually a landlord
>He steal it to never buy his own
>He takes different product from different tennant

>>50145667
>One day landlord becomes sick
>Next day newcomer miss a kidney

>>50144733
>The apartment is so spooky and strange because that's its defense mechanism against the evils attempting to get in
>You were chosen by ot because you are resistant to its mind warping effects, which is why nobody can seem to find it except those who live in it
>Even with all the horrors and monsters, very few people have actually died within, and none of their deaths were caused by the building itself
>The Man in the Fancy Suit is attempting to tempt the tenants into letting him into their minds, and thus, the building with promises of a better life

The notice board in the lobby has advertisements for concerts happening within the next month. All the musicians that are supposed to perform had all died decades ago

what would be a good system to run this in?

>>50145834
>good system
Oh boy here we go...
Actually wod\cod suppose to deal with this kind of shit.

The vending machine in the lobby only carried off-brand soda. Each flavor is named after one if the "seven deadly sins". Their taste is unremarkable; Envy is a Sprite knockoff, Gluttony is a diet cola, etc.

On the inside of the elevator, there is a message written in black marker pen.

"Hello. What's your name?"

Any tenant who replies to the message by writing an answer in pen will receive another reply the following night written on the wall of the elevator.

The conversations always end up taking a darker turn, up until the messages start appearing on the tenant's door...

Someone keeps tying shoelaces together by the tenants doors. Every night, even if you have velcro shoes, they somehow have laces and are now tied together.

>>50145135
Shit, this is more useful than creepy.

>Original tape of Star Wars, direct from the theater
>Got it

>Weird fetish films
>Got it

>Day with Spongebob, the unofficial mock-umentary.
>Shit, we got like 12 copies.

>>50146003
Someone someday order a snuff video of someone death.

>>50146003
Yeah but you gotta have a VCR to watch any of it.

>>50146035
I have like six. 3 of them work.

>>50146003
I prefer these when they're more weird than creepy, stuff that's going all-out to be creepy often falls flat. Like, things that are odd but you can see how people live with every day work much better.

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>>50146003
Not everything about the apartment building is absolutely terrible. The video rental place, the Chinese takeout restaurant and the dead girl are all mostly harmless and even be fairly enjoyable features of living there.

>>50146003
>>50146059
You know, >>50146026 has a point. Just order a snuff film of someone's death while that person is still alive, you may have just killed that person, depending on how it works.

When something broke whether it's electricity/plumbing/gas/etc, it's always the same repairman who came and fix it. The man have the same off vibe as the building, almost as if the apartment complex is repairing itself.

>>50146003
>You can get a sex tape of absolutely any fetish
>You can watch a high definition version of classical films
>You can watch a version of TGTBATU where the stare-off is extended, with different characters who aren't even involved or in the movie included
>You can watch your favorite movie but with all the characters wearing goofy hats

>>50146119
>>50146003
Honestly my dream store then, barring the snuff shit.

>>50146147
I'm pretty sure the snuff film thing wouldn't actually result in the person's death. It might just be pulled from an alternate universe where the film was made.

>>50145135
>order taping of what actually happened durring the JFK assassination.
>Literally goes down just as it was described with no conspiracy confirming things happening.

I also like when the haunted shit just makes thins disappointing.

>>50140211
>>50140282

>The building is an SCP.
>it is alive and aware of the insects inhabiting it
>while benign the foundation finds it strangely difficult to speak with, or track down tennents- even after moving out

>>50146213
>order taping of what actually happened during JFK assassination
>tape reveals that he was assassinated by the girl scouts of USA

>>50146374
>it is alive, aware and actually trying to retain the tenants living in it with it's own bizzare ways
i like it more that way.

>>50146213
>>50146416
Each tape shows different ways of JFK assassination

>>50142443
>End of day at work.
>"Anon, got any plans tonight?"
>Gonna get some hard liquor and converse with the cats.
>"Jeeze, live a little, would you?"
...
>"Aaah, now thar be a fine drink." the cat said as it licked the bottom of the glass.
>Bacardi is alright. Anyways you were telling me about how you fought that Spanish town?
>"Yar, th' Sack of Campeche! It was a grueling raid, but those bastards wouldn't know what hit 'em."
>You listen on and get absolutely shit faced when talking with the pirate captain turned feline.

>>50145690
>>50146374
Several gargoyles from a demolished church were used as materials for the initial construction. Now they have adapted to this modern construction, manifesting as the staff and stranger tenants, still fighting to hold evil at bay.

The Man in the Fancy Suit is the one thing they need help with.

Sometimes the front door opens with a push, other times it's with a pull.

>>50146456
>the building is fully able, and willing to provide for you
>need milk? power? internet? Just leave evidence outside your door at night
>The more you ask the more aware you become that -something- is observing you.
>You can hear..things moving in your apartment at night, almost screamed more then once with the knowledge that, just beyond your closed eyes a sentience you cannot understand is staring at you

some people are fine with this, old Mrs Henderson has no fucks left to give and shares her baked goods with everyone

>>50146530
>The Man in the Fancy Suit smells faintly of printer ink and preserving fluid
>While always pleasant, polite and charming you come away from any conversation with a migraine
>for the rest of the day you can hear an unpleasant whine at the edge of hearing. Like fat, gorged flies trapped in a glass bottle

He is something else, an emissary of sorts. His offer is genuine and you would benefit from taking it. But there is always a cost- your life will be marred by acts of seeming absurd cruelty. Elderly loved ones perish screaming, your sister is repeatedly stricken with injury and calamity. Your coworker, janice miscarries, violently at work and hangs herself

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>>50146213
>>50146416
>>50146456

Like he gives a fuck

>>50146758
Is there anything better in life than 720 no scope headshotting JFK?

>>50146779
Doing it with an Obrez while drunk as fuck

>>50130350
Mega Blocks, Mega Highways, Mega City One..

>>50146530
>Sometimes when you're bored, you go to the rooftop and share a beer with them.

>>50146075
The tape arrives in the store, you watch it.
It's definitely that douche from your office getting a sledgehammer taken to his head.
He's definitely been at work since you asked for the tape, and is definitely in work the next day.

>>50146848
>order a tape of that douche's wife cheating on him with his best friend
>copy it
>send a copy to him
>???
>profit

>>50146889
>implying the building would let anomalies escape its premises

>>50145834
honestly I want to do a homebrew mashup of Betrayal at House on the Hill and Arkham Horror for this.
Make it something like the tenants chosen each have an influence on the scenario chosen, RNG for which tenants are there or not, etc. etc.

>>50129254
>You can hear weird noise when walking the fourth floor corridor - either moaning or scratching, you can't really tell

>There are fire alarm triggers on every floor and corner, but you can hardly see a sprinkler

>The pinboard on the ground floor seems to have fresh ads for a hotel in Capetown, a pizza delivery in Amsterdam and a car repair in Limbo, MA. You live nowhere near these, and there's no one in the building who could've brought them in

>The vending machine in the lobby sometimes gives you change that seem to be made of military-grade titanium, or peel away to reveal a chocolate coin

>The Chinese takeout always has pork noodles as a daily offer, unless it's Friday 5th. It says "ask cashier" on Friday 5th. If you do, they usually get really scared

>There's a door at the end of your corridor that seems to be bolted shut, covered with wood planks in cross pattern and chains wrapped around it. It looks like there should actually be a window there if you see from outside

>There's a CCTV camera in the lobby seems to always look away from you

>When in your bathroom, you hear the wind roaring even on perfectly calm and sunny days

>>50147085
>There are fire alarm triggers on every floor and corner, but you can hardly see a sprinkler
So? Fire alarms are to make people aware of a fire so they can GTFO of the building.

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>>50147126
Shit.
Meant picrelated, eurofag, I don't think we have a lot of sound-only alarms in here.

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>>50130676
>There is a third floor, but you have to go through the basement to get there

>>50133101

Fuck off Carlos.

Your comment is too long.

>A raggedy but well-loved old teddy bear is often sighted around the building even though no one has ever seen anyone moving it.

>Every four years, on Leap Day, an old-fashioned diner appears on the building's ground floor that serves the best soul food in the whole world.

>A local-access radio station has a small broadcast station on the top floor of the building, and routinely puts tenants' conspiracy theories on the air.

>>50147228
That's a school in Japan, and the hand paintings were made by students before the place was demolished

>>50135325
>They all inadvertently prevent each other from fucking things up too badly

>>50140358
>>50140282
>Creature on fifth floor
>Refuse a charm, die on fifth floor

One apartment has no people living there, only a grumpy looking Jack Russell terrier

There are no rats around. Instead there re small birds jumping in ventilation system and if you leave something they fly out, grab some food and fly away.

>>50147293
I am aware. Doesn't stop it from being creepy

>>50129254
> You've never actually seen the handyman but whenever something breaks you'll get a note with a date and time to be out of the house until and it'll be working better when you get back. Food will also be missing from your fridge and someone will have used your computer to buy stuff online and have it delivered to the building.

> The building is crawling with cats. They're all from an elderly resident who lets them roam around. The cats are never underfoot or annoying, but they get everywhere, even into locked rooms, and do nothing but watch you go about your business.

>There's a car park under the building but the alley entrance is too narrow for a car to fit through. The landlord lets a group of homeless people sleep down there when the weather is particularly bad. The homeless people are all nice but also pretty clearly not totally sane. The group changes occasionally and once a resident abruptly quit their office job and joined them.

>one day, a neighbor goes missing without a trace. The other tenants act like they never existed and have no idea who you're talking about when you bring it up, even if they were friends for years.

>>50146714
You can always spare those around the horror, or most of it, by giving in to the strangely synthetic drama of your new life. Always smile. Always be ambitious. Cheat on every relationship and leave just enough evidence to create suspicion and resentment.

Of course, those who do not accept the offer find the Man returns on a regular schedule, though on occasion he wears a different face. Different races or even as a woman, you know who it really is. He always returns to his usual look after a meeting as another. But if you ever found yourself approaching parenthood, you may notice that every meeting reveals him to be slightly more worn and desperate. Right from the start the mother will find offers of dream vacations near the expected day, upgrades to her health insurance and offers for homes more suitable to a new family. If none of those convince her to have the child in a hospital or at least not in the apartment, expect a growing number of accidents aimed at her near the end. And always, the Man in the Fancy Suit happily repeats his offer.

Of course, by now the Building may be struggling to, tenants and circumstances doing everything in their power to convince the mother a home birth is best. Not that any of the native tenants would need convincing at all, but their behaviors tend to make them unsuited for relationships to begin with.

There's a sweet old lady living on the fourth floor who bakes delicious cakes and pies.

You left one overnight once and when you woke up the next morning it was covered in mould like it had been rotting for a year.

This thread has been really enjoyable, so I thought I'd throw it up on Sup/tg/:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Strange+about+your+apartment

>>50139917
Ants got him.

>>50148743
>Not THEM again

>>50148863
We keep trying to identify the culprits, but the CCTV images shrink in size whenever they make their raids, so you can never make anything out.

>>50148863
>You don't have the ransom they're demanding because the bodega has run out of sugar cubes and you can't ask the dead girl next door to borrow a cup.

>>50148358
Future generations will be able to see my autism.

>>50140375
>>50140481
>>50140495
>>50141200
>>50141214
>>50141277
>>50141314
>>50141339
>>50141346
I'm not sure how to feel about this.

>some apartments have a single corner that doesn't belong. don't look for it, and pray it doesn't look for you
>the fifth floor doesn't exist on holidays, although raucous parties can be heard above the 4th floor apartments on these days
>despite a no soliciting sign, some tenants report a shady looking man in a cheap 3 piece suit vending wares claimed to be miraculous
>the mice speak Russian, but refuse to talk to any "capitalist swine"

>>50129254
its bigger on the inside. The Elevator has 10 Stops, some hallways split up into multiple directions with countless directions.

The Janitor is a really nice old Gramp who keeps the place from falling apart. But he looks like he's 90 or something. When you mention this, he will probably blush and thank you. because he is much,much older

>>50144696
Everyone needs to take him up on it or no deal.

>>50149212
>Get out of bed on monday morning
>A group of five mice is outside of a hole near your nightstand
>They're all standing on their bottom legs in a weird position that doesn't look quite right for mice
>Their fur bears three white stripes on the side and they're sharing a tiny bottle of some kind of odd brown-ish liquid

>>50149467
>As you slowly approach them one slowly turns its head toward you
>K-K-K-KURWA

>>50149467
Squeeki Breeki

>>50149467
>CYKAT BLYAT

Y'all need to read Peter Clines' '14'

>>50149467
>"Borris, we surely can not reach the cheese comrade! is on mouse trap!"
>"nonsense Vlad, Stalin shall protect us!"

>>50149654
>You can trade cheese and vodka for various Russian items and goods
>As long as you don't have mouse traps or cats, the mice will protect you from Capitalist Clothes Man

>>50149738
>occasionally get woken up at 3 AM by mice blasting Soviet National Anthem
>the mice once were invaded by Nazi cats but repelled them with superior soviet strength

You've never met the landlady, but she must be a real techie - included in the rent (paid through online banking - welcome to the future!) is free wifi for all residents. It's annoying how often she fiddles with it, though, as the name seems to change every day, forcing you to put your details in again. What does "FNIRHF" even mean?

Still, it's a really great service. Everything seems to load instantly, you have the edge in online games thanks to your silky-smooth connection, and you've even found a bunch of cool sites that other networks just don't seem to know exist. It's so great, actually, that you've been spending more and more time at your computer ever since since you moved here.

>>50150105
If there isn't a website that has full-length porn videos of absolutely anything imaginable, I'll be disapointed. Then again, the VCR rental place on the first floor probably has some of the good shit, like Ohio bukkakke

The elevator has more floor buttons than it should have floors. You've never taken the elevator up to floors past your own.

Always leave a tip at the Chinese restaurant downstairs. You don't want to know what happens to people who don't.

The neighbor's cat is alright when he's not sitting in your recliner watching the History Channel all night. He always pays the utmost attention to the episodes about ancient England and Charlemagne.

You've learned to be used to the person standing behind you in your bathroom mirror. For now she just seems content to watch you shave and brush your teeth, but it makes masturbating in the bathroom a lot more awkward.

You swear to god that the man in the apartment down the hall looks just like Mozart. He says you're being ridiculous and that he'd have to be over 300 years old to be Mozart.

For Christmas, every tenant participates in a secret Santa event. You never found out who's been getting gifts for you but you really wish they'd stop giving you human body parts in jars of formaldahyde.

Once a month, the power in your apartment goes down for exactly four hours. Your neighbors are completely fine. You think the problem is a blown breaker but you're too afraid to go down into the basement to find the breaker box.

Your next door neighbor is an old man with a thick Slavic accent. He doesn't talk much and keeps his door closed all the time but once he opened it to talk to you and you swear you saw a massive cork board on the wall filled with pictures of American politicians all covered in hundreds of feet of spiderwebbed red yarn. The yarn connects to hundreds of different, seemingly unrelated subjects, like cattle mutilations and the fertility rate in New Guinea.

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No matter how much you try to shift him, he just won't move out.

>Back in '05, an F-16 lost a part of its tail while flying over the city. The pilot landed safely, the aeroplane got repaired, and the fragment pierced through the roof, causing a lot of panic but no serious injuries. However, you can sometimes hear a distant whine and, more rarely, the sound of rubber on asphalt.

>An elderly artist used to live in your flat. A kind and loving man, he passed on peacefully and without regrets. Everyone liked him quite a bit. In fact, he was such a good person, that you might find a new painting hung on your wall every time you wake up! It can be anything from a landscape of your distant hometown to a beautiful image of the one you love. He won't mind if you sell them for cash.

>When you go to sleep alone, you always feel a hand gently caressing you.

>When you open the door of a certain flat, you can see for about 10 seconds a completely unrelated room. This can be anything from the Pentagon control room to a bathroom, to a killer's cellar. A glimpse of the last one was enough to get some sick bastard in prison.

>>50149359
>Everyone needs to take him up on it or no deal.
>said to the murderhobos
>All the dissenters mysteriously wind up dead
>Offer goes through
>Campaign ends with everyone else remaining living out the rest of their otherwise mundane lives in contentment

>>50129701
Welp yet another reason to burn witches

>>50145834
I feel like something light would work best for this. exploration would come first with rolling happening rarely.

>>50146616
What if I need love, acceptance and intimacy?

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>>50150422
>not impaling them on a stake

>>50150251
>You never found out who's been getting gifts for you but you really wish they'd stop giving you human body parts in jars of formaldahyde.
>Then, one Christmas, you notice that the body part has the same ankle tattoo as you
>In fact, now you look at it, the positioning of the moles and scars seems awfully familiar...

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>>50151858

>>50151858
>some creepy apartment blocks have strange elevators, janitors, vending machines, basements, shops, animals, doors, or windows
>this one has a mysterious SWAT team that sometimes appears, seen out of the corner of your eye when you have other things on your mind, but if you look for them directly they're never there

This is the kind of place that will eventually be cleared out by clearly highly trained soldiers. They won't be wearing any insignias, although they'll claim to be government. They'll be led by a small group of very ordinary looking men in severe suits and the type of handguns that leave an exit wound the size of a watermelon.

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Every now and then, the elevator stops at a different floor and won't work again until you leave. On this floor is a rather quiet, old-fashioned New York-styled bar, with a small handful of quiet guests and a single, old bartender. If you sit down and order a drink he'll ask for a story in return. It can be about anything, but he prefers the truth to fiction and is an excellent conversationalist. In exchange for the story you'll get your drink and the opportunity to ask him any question you can think of. He knows the answer to anything you could ask him and doesn't lie, but he warns you to carefully consider your question as sometimes it's better to not know the answers to some things.

After he answers your question he'll smile and nod, and then the elevator doors open back up and the buttons light up again. The elevator will take you wherever you want to go from here with no hassle.

>>50153145
Despite ostensibly being a Chinese place, the takeaway's best food is inexplicably western. Nobody knows why, other then that the owners look nervous when it's mentioned.

Let's do more characters.
There's a guy who has a radio show about a noir style detective on the top floor.
Whenever you tune in, you make many connections between some of his characters and some of the tenants, including yourself.
Often, you develop problems that resemble the ones the character resembling you has.
And, while the show is running whenever you tune in, it seems like you never miss anything, as if he had just started as you tuned in.

Also, his voice acting and sound effects are excellent!

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>>50153679
This lil guy can sometimes be seen roaming the halls, doing his best to tidy up.

>>50148863
Pull the In case of giant ants alarm, and let the bazooka teams do their work.

>>50146924
>at the beginning of the video there is a copyright notice
>whenever someone tries to copy the tape they feel tremendously worried that they are going to jail and destroy the tape

alternatively

>every copy of a tape is always Jefferson High school's Drama Club's reproduction of Seinfeld Season 3 Episode 6.
>it has been this way since the 1960's, before that it was The Racist Lorax presented by Technocolor.

>>50147171
>americans have showers installed in the ceilings of residential buildings.

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>>50135594
can you say final boss of the game?

>>50153957
I need that mini. Google gives me nothing, anyone know where to get it?

>>50154802
Or the PCs release her to help fight the final boss.

>>50154855
I think that's an illustration.

>>50153957
>this lil guy but wheels instead of legs
>building only has stairs
>always on different floors
>far too heavy for someone to lift up
>sometimes seen on the front desk/very fragile furniture
>"Don't worry i'll find a way down! =>"

>>50129254
That everyone in the world but the inhabitants of the house suddenly wanished.

>>50129254
Everyone in the apartment has the same face.

>>50154936
Including yourself.

>>50153679
>There is a former nurse living on the third floor.
>Everyone in the building swears she can cure anything, from the common cold to broken bones- one inhabitant even claims she cured his cancer

When you go to visit her she is of middle age, soft-spoken and polite. Her treatments consist of a curious round, white pill, to be SWALLOWED, never chewed, and while everybody goes to her, first-timers are strongly advised to take something afterwards to help them sleep.

If you ever have to go back she offers massage therapy, and only ever requests an amount of raw meat in exchange. Just..try not to think about the wriggle and squirming you could feel after taking that pill, centred around whatever needed fixing. Don't ask her about it either- what cures can also harm, and it's inside you now

>>50154563
>1960
But Seinfeld is from later than that.

>>50140509
So, basically, places like this entire thread already exist.

>>50141344
She lives on the floor above you.
You live on the top floor.

During a particularly wild gathering, one of your friends managed to light your carpet on fire. You quickly rushed to the kitchen to grab a fire fire extinguisher, returning to find your friends in the room unconscious, the fire put out, and a small mint next to the smoldering rug.
Any attempts to recreate the event have resulted in several concussions and a note written in Latin that you get the feeling is rather passive-aggressive

>>50155456
YOU DARE DENY THE PROPHECY OF LARRY DAVID?

>>50129254
>What do your PCs discover?

Normies. Shoo normies you don't belong here.

>>50149052
Is the dead girl cute? Ghost girls are bae

>>50154802
Sauce?

>>50136489
>Those who keep track can see a terrible narrative being pantomimed.
I don't know what's better: "terrible" as in something bad is happening, or "terrible" as in whoever's posing the mannequins are bad at storytelling

>>50143614
This doesn't sound even remotely scary at first- but then you get into the ancedotes.

The first guy they sent ripped off his uniform and ran home in his skivvies, crying for his mom the entire way.

The next couple techs they sent in disappeared for a few hours, only to return with entirely different memories and personalities

At one point they sent no fewer than five work vans with two or three techs each, determined to wrangle the problem- you really don't know how it went, but the internet's out again...

>>50156309
>bae
What?

>>50156389
I like sinister.

>>50156538
You know perfectly well what, you little shit.

>>50146070
Honestly a big thing about the building seems to be that nothing is actively out to get you, and all you need to do is just get used to all the weird shit happening.

Kind of an Adams Family charm to it.

>>50155888
Yes, but places like my old apartment tend to have few enough quirks that they can be bushed off and rationalized. For instance, I assume that old place I used to live at was once a much smaller house, which was expanded several times and converted into apartments, which were themselves reorganized into more, smaller apartments, and somewhere along the line apartment three got skipped. For instance, they may have merged apartments two and three while apartments four and five were occupied, and because apartments four and five were occupied they could not be re-numbered, leading to the mysterious absence of apartment three.
The reason places like that don't get attention is because they have too few quirks and too much plausible deniability. This setting works because there are enough quirks that you can't rationalize away the strange, forcing you to ask questions, leading to discovering that things are even more weird than you thought.

In order for my old apartment to get out of quirky and into the paranormal, I would have needed to find the door to apartment three inside my closet or something. As in, I opened my closet to find, instead of my shirts, a stairway leading up to a normal looking door complete with peephole and a number three, even though my room was on the top floor, bordering only my own apartment, outside air, and the roof. That would qualify the place, and its that sort of revelation that makes setting like this work.

>>50147290
>best soul food
>IN THE WORLD

Sign me up, famalam, I'm in.

>>50150482
>hey I just moved in down the hall, you seem like you know the place - give me a tour?

>>50146616
>I had encountered intelligence in a morph before. But there was something new here.
>New for me, at least. The orca was aware. Of me. Of something, someone directing its behavior.
>It knew, in some incomplete, simplistic way, that it was being controlled.
> <Let's go, big boy,> I said.
>No answer from the orca, of course. But that cool, appraising intelligence, though it was devoid of memory of learning, empty of all knowledge except the knowledge encoded as instinct, that intelligence watched me.

Fucking Animorphs. I love the idea of inexplicable intelligence, both superhuman and subhuman.

>>50146565
Now THAT is maddening.

>>50154754
>europeans not wanting to get clean at any possible moment

Family who run a bogeda is very friendly, huge, loud and barely speaking English Mexicans. You swear that nice old lady saw a war for independence from Spain.

>>50144696
You live in a haunted building, for fucks sake. You of all people should know that if it's too good to be true, then it probably is!

>>50156353
All over my monitor

Elevator buttons have their label to the side of the button, etched into a brass plaque. They are in a single straight line:
Roof
Plaque scratched out, Button is a keyhole.
Eighth Floor
Seventh Floor
Sixth Floor
Basement 3
Fourth Floor
Third Floor
Second Floor
Second Floor
Ground Floor
Basement 1
Basement 2
Ninth Floor

Looking at the building from the outside, It looks like OP. The two Second Floor buttons lead to different floors. Somehow, tenants on these floors (and their mail, for that matter) are never confused as to which Second Floor they go to.

The inner doors of the elevator open for the Ninth Floor, but open to a large steel door with a reverse peephole in it (like the rest of the building). You only see an eye looking back at you when you look in.

There is mail for the Fifth Floor. Once, it was delivered to you by mistake. You managed to find the recipient... somehow.

Each floor by the elevator is a listing of the apartment rules. They range from mundane (No smoking) to strange (No loud noise during blood moons) to disturbing (Management is not responsible for eviscerations resulting from tampering with Tenth Floor vending machine). Some also change every day.

You can sometimes play "The Holder of the End"-like games with the cashier of the Chinese restaurant, if you know the right things to ask for. No matter what happens during these games, you will wake up on the roof feeling relaxed and content.

The third basement has an oubliette. The man inside kindly requests you close the hatch, it isn't time yet.

A butterfly lands on the AC unit outside your window every morning. It takes great pains to show you its wings, which have an eldritch symbol in their pattern, different every day.

You didn't pay attention to one of the posted warnings about not being in the halls past 9 pm. You saw a wall open up and a creature step out. It looked at you, and just stared. Ever since then, you've had presents of 20-sided dice at your doorstep. They are always placed with the 19 up.

In the living room of each apartment is a mounted animal head. As part of your lease agreement, you cannot tamper with or remove this head. Once, a burglar got in. He didn't steal anything. He just sat in the corner crying. The moose head had been somehow turned to stare him down. The next time you were alone in the apartment, it was already turned back to staring straight ahead.

You sometimes get a letter that is obviously from a woman. She is your secret admirer, and would love to talk but "it's like we're in totally different worlds". It arrives stuck in your mirror frame in your bathroom.

You are woken up every morning to a single playthrough of "Easy Street". Yeah, the one from Walking Dead. Interestingly, this always happens at the time you had set your alarm. One time you forgot to set your alarm. The song played at the right time anyways. It doesn't play on days you sleep in.

Mirrors never show genitalia. Or body hair for that matter. It's like you got Ken-dolled.

The Chinese Restaurant has Taco Tuesdays. These tacos are amazing.

There is a drug dealer in 3J. He has Marijuana, which you can see he grows in the apartment. No cocaine, no LSD, no bath salts or the like. He does have Gummy Berry Juice, Moloko Plus, Accela, Vertigo, Klastapop, The Tenant of Truth, and something called the 3J Special. Asking for the Tenant of Truth will give you a pill. Take it, and you'll pass out, waking up on the roof, relaxed and contented hours later.

On the fifth day of every fifth month, there are no doors in the building. At all. They return the next morning.

There are no standard phone lines in any apartment. There is, however, an old-timey phone booth on every floor. When you pick it up, it is best to wait until the person on the other side stops talking before you dial. Don't talk to him. He isn't the operator.

A small present is left just inside your door every year at the anniversary of when you moved in. It's always some piece of artwork or accent that makes your apartment look a bit nicer, and always goes with the current decorating. When asked, nobody knows where it comes from, but they get it too. One guy did enough damage to his apartment that he forfeited his deposit. He doesn't get a present, either.

As was stated before, the rent is the first of the month. You lose a day. One time, you retained awareness of what happened, though you were not in control. You ant the other tenants were locked in mortal combat with unspeakable horrors through the halls of the complex. You were all wearing the moose-head plaques from your apartments.

Trick-Or-Treating is taken very seriously in this building. Like, there's a brochure that goes out each year explaining how it is to be done. No, you do not get to skip and go to the movies instead. It's in your lease agreement. There is a contest at the end to see who got the most candy. The child who wins gets a turn to join the man in the oubliette. They are all very excited by this. Failing to follow procedure will result in Trick. Nobody's gotten Trick in 35 years, and it's not happening today either, so get your candy bowl ready.

Trick lives in 8W. You've never found that room, but the Eight Floor looks posh.

The video shop also carries videos of failed attempts at the Holder Games played with the Chinese restaurant and 3J. You can glean hints as to how to successfully navigate them from the videos, if you can stop vomiting long enough.

There's a stone tablet on the shelf in the video store. It's got cuneiform writing and a carved relief that looks more at home on the /d/ board.

It is advised that if you find a large infestation of cockroaches, yell out "I DON'T BELIEVE IN FAIRIES". This actually works.

While looking out the window one night, you spotted your next door neighbor jump out, shoot a grappling line, and swing off into the night in a costume with tights and a cape. You realize this is a nightly occurrence, and you've seen his exploits on the news.

Do not knock on 2B's door unless you pass one of the following under said door:
A pair of unused women's underwear.
A love letter from your mirror.
The 3J Special.
The ribbon from your anniversary gift.
A receipt from the Chinese restaurant.
The handkerchief of the Man in the Fancy Suit.

Children born in residence have a birthmark that resembles the damask pattern in the lobby.

>>50156690
>Honestly a big thing about the building seems to be that nothing is actively out to get you, and all you need to do is just get used to all the weird shit happening.

I really like this interpretation. No matter how rundown, strange or confusing the apartment building and its neighborhood might be, it's still the place where people live and work and it's still a community that takes care of their own. As weird as it is, it's still home.

>>50156852
For me the dread comes from the barriers. When you can't understand the horrific ways such an intellect tries to communicate with. It is a poor reference, but the overlord dlc from ME2 best describes it

>“Everything’s off line. Archer declared a lockdown, but our station’s already infected. What does the VI want? It keeps screaming at us - - nobody understands!”

Potential plot hooks
>the power went out in your apartment - you have to go down through the basement to find the breaker
>it's laundry day - time to go into the basement, bitch
>you pressed the wrong button on the elevator and ended up on a floor you've never heard of before, and the elevator just left
>the ghost in your closet says the cats outside know where the treasure is, and will tell you if you give them what they want
>your neighbor needs help fixing their sink on the ceiling