Midnight Pals: Cozy Horror Discourse Continues (Patreon)

Lovecraft: ugh! cozy horror!Lovecraft: that's the thing i hate the most!Lovecraft: it's soLovecraft: it'sLovecraft: it's just so!!Lovecraft: so cozy!!Lovecraft: reminds me of hyggeLovecraft: and those degenerate swarthy danes

Angela Carter: i find it interesting that you object to cozy horror, howardCarter: I'm curious why that isCarter: is it perhaps because you hate women?Lovecraft: [sweats] No! Of course not!Lovecraft: I love women!Lovecraft: why, the overbearing mother and spinster aunts who raised me are women!

Carter: so you're saying that you don't just hate cozy horror because of women?Lovecraft: [sweats] of course not!Lovecraft: I-I hate them because of the italians 

Lovecraft: i have reason to believe that cozy horror is a plot to sneak italian ideas and themes into our literatureCarter: "italian ideas and themes"Lovecraft: yesPoe: can we just move onCarter: no i want to hear theseCarter: "italian ideas and themes"Barker: yeah i'm with angela on this one

Lovecraft: i'm just saying some of these italian stories sound deceptively cozyLovecraft: like "don't torture a duckling"Lovecraft: or "a quiet place in the country"Carter:Barker:Lovecraft: think about it

Lovecraft: alsoLovecraft: i didn't want to say anythingLovecraft: but have you looked around this campfire lately?Lovecraft: i have reason to believe that some of the new arrivalsLovecraft: might be of theBarker: of the what howardLovecraft:Barker: c'mon say it howard

Lovecraft: i didn't want to say anythingLovecraft: but have you seen dario argentoBarker: oh?Lovecraft: i think he's a littleLovecraft: [imitates Italian pinched fingers gesture]

Lovecraft: i think dario might be italianBarker: whoa damn big if trueBarker: what makes you say thatDario Argento: eyyy wottsa matta for youArgento: whenna da knife hit you eye lika big pizza pieArgento: that's giallo!!! ayyyyy!Lovecraft: i just have a hunch

Mary Shelley: alright we're done with all this shitShelley: fuckin sick of this cozy horror discourseShelley: which one of you lot started all thisJoe Koch:

Shelley: i'm fuckin looking at you joeKoch: [sweats]Koch: i-it was an accidentKoch: it was supposed to be a thing of beauty!Koch: not this monstrosity!

Koch: it was swirling nuescence in the proturberent voidKoch: effervescent carcossa, pus dribblets on the cheeks of God!Shelley: don't try to fuckin confuse meShelley: you won't get outta this so easy this time!