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We all know that there are different types/kinds of nocturnal creatures that are either figments of our imagination or just mysteries that remain to be proven.. I wanted to open up this thread to those who could share something about the scene in your own country.

In the Philippines, we have our own demons/vampires/devils like the following:

TIANAK
This is supposedly the restless soul of an infant that was aborted or died before it was christened. It would be heard crying in the night.. and those who would be lured by its wailing will fall prey to it.

MANANAGGAL
This is supposedly our vampire here since it searches for its prey by splitting its body in half and keeps the lower half of its body well hidden. It feeds on the blood of fetuses while they are still inside the pregnant mother by roosting on top of roofs and seeking a small hole just above the unsuspecting mother. Then, once the mother falls asleep, its tongue (which can be as thin as a thread) slides down from the hole in the roof to penetrate the pregnant woman's belly so it can suck the baby's blood.

I'll post some more after I finish my research on the matter. Please feel free to post something about the demons/vampires in your country.

Since in Malta people are catholic we don't have myhts and legends of this genre.

Where I live people think of demons how they are described in the catholic bible and vampires like those you see in movies and books.

But those who are interested in these things have different opinions,but as a country those are the steryotypes.

you should've posted it all in one :(

England doesn't have much. Most of the myths and such come from the Middle Earth period and that was... well... not accuratly recorded in places ;)

but nowadays we just have a few crazies who run around killing old ladies, they just get some mental help and a life sentance.

I heard a lot of rumours about snakes in preston... that hunted people, they lived in the woods. a lot of kids had seen them.

To agree.... and yet to correct deathnitegrl... It is true... in malta, being catholic, it is portrayed as it is in the bible. However closely related to the theme of myths... demons and all the rest of it... we're just full of ghost stories, most of them closely related to demons... stories of people being possesed, and we also have some religious legends including ones that say that St. Paul was seen riding on a horse defending his people.... I'll leave it to you to analyse!

In Ireland, we too have our demons..

There is the banshee, the lady of death. She comes to take the souls of the living from their deathbed. It is said when she screams, it is the soul coming from the person as they die.

I've heard a lot about the ghost stories but related to demons?This is new to me!

huh...
Demons are everywhere...

I want to post them after I've really made sure of the details first.. I don't want to be made fun of when I post something that I know just a tiny thing about. *giggles* But please feel free to share the myths/legends/stories you do know about the ones in your country *smiles* I'll also try to post up some pics (or at least sketches or altered images *LOL*) to give you an idea of what I'm talking about...

Small Island deathnitegrl.... but there's a lot of hidden info.... which occasional people are lucky enough to stumble on.... :P Maybe we should organise some sort of meeting between us people on this minute island who are interested in these things.... but then thinking about it... we'd never stop....

Very true.

we all have our own legends and stories, have you ever experienced a paranormal phenomena? its very scary and uncanny to say the least, never try to cantact the dead, if you try you WILL regret it

Yep am like a magnet for paranormal:/

demons devils and vampires OH MY!

ok...heres a screwy true event that happened to me when i was like 10-11.

my brother and i lived in the same room till the divorce.wehad bunkbeds at the time.one night i remember my parents arguing viciously and i remeber my brother going to sleep with one of our parents.(hes 6 years younger).well...later that night im asleep in the top bunk when i hear my window open.im thinking its my brother being stupid. this "thing" crawls up the bed and lays next to me breathing heavy.by this point i'm fully awake and realize that its not my brother.i can hear my parents in the kitchen talking things out and my brother is with them ...sleeping.i slowly turn and see this "thing" thats a little larger than me just laying next to me covered in hair. im soo terrified i cant move,scream...nothing. it moves me like its nudging me and finally gets up and leaves out the window again. my dad hears the window,comes in and yells at me for it. i never told him.

demons do exist.

A friend of mine had a similar expirience.

Ok i tried to find something legend or myth based on the American Vampire, and most of what i could come up with was movie based.. perhaps this is our legacy?

thats not the only one either
the house where i grew up in had real bad juju.
i truly believe i was cursed by my grandmother(moms side)when i was 7.We went to visit my grandparents in the bronx and i slept in my grandmothers room(never liked her)i awoke late at night being unable to move,dead chicken next to me,in a circle of candles while she's chanting some shit.(she never liked me either)...anyways...i told you that to tell you why where i grew up had bad juju.
my parents divorce was vicious to say the least.when my mom moved out finally...we stayed out of the second floor apartment for some time.when i was 13 i talked my dad into letting me have my own room in the apt. he let me but fucked up things started happening.more arguments again from my dad,me,and Phyllis(stepmom now)one night i woke to hearing a horror movie on tv "island of the alive"...the tv is on the opposite side of the room.i am now fully awake and walking to change the channel.i hear something move in the other room.there is no electric except for the extension cord feeding power to my room...the rest of the house is black.i see a shadow move in the darkness and hear breathing...heavy breathing. i hear it move...quick too. then i see what i believe was a pair of red eyes...not glowing or anything...but red...kinda like red eye in a pic....but solid-like(if that makes sense)this little figure goes to my parents old bedroom and i hear breaking glass,walls being hit,shit being tossed around. my dad hears the commotion and starts down the stairs and this thing pops out the room looks at me...laughs in a wierd way(not a haha...but a strange laugh)and leaves of the porch(second floor again). i truly believe if my dad hadnt started down the stairs this thing would of come for me.my dad blamed me for the noise and i wasnt allowed back in thatr apt no more(not that i WAS going back)but that was a demon and i think it was whatever my grandmother did to me when i was 7.

holy fuck...i think this is my longest post EVER.

I don't know of any demons, devils, or vampire myths here in America but we do have Bigfoot, which I have seen. He or them are very large, hairy man-like creatures that live in very isolated mountain areas.

i think the demons in the uk are called CHARVERS

Lucios, was it the same thing as that other post? Or do you believe so? And by the way, the "redieye" reminded me of the Amytiville movie (the 1970's version)

*red-eye.

i'm not sure...ive seen the thing that trashed my old house once more after that and it kinda felt like it was following me.at that point in my life again shit started taking a turn from bad to worse.i mean like freakishly bad luck.the eyes were warm...only way i can describe them.like when you look at a pic and see the red-eye and its prominant but not all that bright.not like an actual lightbulb type but a red glow i guess. it was fucking strange and horrifying.i've never been sure what that was in my bed. but ill always remember the smell. like wet outdoor hair...like a dog's but this wasnt any dog ive ever heard or seen.

Maybe it was something like what danzig was saying:bigfoot. I'm not being naive or anything and it might not be bigfoot. Though you said it was hairy right? It could be something else worse.

In West Virginia,we have The Mothman,never seen it myself,Hollywood even made a movie

If they made a movie of it then would that mean is fake? Or is it a legend that they got it from somewhere?

The Mothman legend has been in West Virginia for over 50 yrs...

the movie The Mothman Prophecies is the movie with Richard Gere

People have claimed to see him in the woods at night...his glowing red eyes...see him fly across the road in front of them.

Only me can say what I've passed through last year.I've had paranormal expiriences for a whole year and most of them in my room.I think they were spirits but now that am thinking about it,why not the possibility of a demon?

Sometimes I think that reality is more incredibile than we think it is.

Anyway at the moment I think that the most creatures we have to fear most are taxes and daily expenses lol!

I live in a catholic country, blah none of the locals have any stories besides ghost stories.

Well Gorey, you are right. With Christianity dwindling there isn't many stories like that anymore.

I do believe that such creatures exisdt but i do not think they all reside in one place i think that they are just creatures of the night they go where the night lasts the longest and where the night is the darkest of dark. but they choose where they want to live just as we do.

I have heard a lot of different stories... read stuff from different cultures andTold a few "ghost stories" of my own. My thing is until I have actually had an incounter of my own I am still not going to believe anything until I have seen it.

Here's a pic I fished out of the Net of:

Great another filipino! Theres a bit more I think


The fairy/faries/spirits in the balete tree

She was supposed to be a peacefull spirit, unless you disturb her or damage the tree. Then she will send a curse, or sumpa, in our terms.

Another info on the Kapre
They sometimes are dangerous...they eat people, especially little kids. I konow because my dad almost got captured by one as a kid.

I'll try to find more, especially on the dwende (dwarves I think) and...ahh damn I forgot the name. The one with a horsefor a head!

That would be the

TIKBALANG
This creature is half horse, half man. It's a very nasty thing since it makes travellers lose their way in remote areas.. sometimes, never to be seen again. It supposedly also has the power to morph itself into the form of someone familiar to one it wants to lure just so it would be followed.. It also fancies women..

On a personal note, I was nearly prey to this creature.. Our family went to Cavite when I was still a much troubled teenager. I often would walk along the beach alone.. and then, one night, I saw my boyfriend near one of the huts we were renting. Of course, I immediately dressed up, wanting to greet him for coming all this way just to visit me. My sister noticed this and asked me where I was going. I pointed out towards the hut.. she saw NOTHING! Yet in my eyes, I was seeing my bf there in the flesh. She then called her husband, a provinciano (one who was raised in the provinces.. and well versed about stuffs pertaining the supernatural) who then prevented me from going down our cottage. He felt my hands and feet (there were icy cold) yet my whole body was hot. He tried to look at something in my hands.. matching certain lines I think and then said to my family, "Wag nyo sya pababain.. nagagalaw ito ng maligno.. ipa-tawas natin to agad bukas!" (Don't let her go anywhere.. she's being lured by a malignant spirit.. we'll have her checked by an 'arbularyo' witch doctor tomorrow. They were creeped out the whole night since I was insistent and pointing out to nothing.. even through the cracks of bamboo, I was seeing 'him' and pointing 'him' out.. but my family just didn't see anything at all.. We went to the witch doctor first thing in the morning.. and what did he see in the pagtatawas? A tikbalang! I never believed in those things before till I saw the image in the candle with my own eyes! We did the "remedy" the "doctor" recommended. Ever since that day, I never went out alone when we're in the province.

Thanks for the info.. I didn't know the names, even if I've heard of the demons before...

Great job on the information.
Sometimes I wonder, especially since reading some of that, if people here aren'ta little confused as to what they are...

some people who say their vampires fit other models a lot better in some cases... not all, but...

Yes, finally thanks. It was tiknalang.

Here's a few more creatures.


Asuwang

Another version of the vampire. They usually appear at very beutifull women, but they can transform to a wild pig or a dog.


Mangkukulam

not exactly a monster, but our version of an evil witch.

intriguing information. Kudos to all who provided this grand information!

i like the info

Agareas
demon that brings runaways or lost people

I had forgotten of the legend of the Jersey devil... this is fairly local to where i live and here is an article i found about it :

The Jersey Devil, the supposed mythical creature of the New Jersey Pinelands, has haunted New Jersey and the surrounding areas for the past 260 years. This entity has been seen by over 2,000 witnesses over this period. It has terrorized towns and caused factories and schools to close down, yet many people believe that the Jersey Devil is a legend, a mythical beast, that originated from the folklore of the New Jersey Pine Barrens. Others disagree with this point of view. The following text will show there is evidence to support the existence of an animal or supernatural bring known as the Jersey Devil. The evidence consists of the stories of the Jersey Devil's origin, the sightings of it, and finally, the theories on it.

There are many different versions of the birth of the Jersey Devil. One of the most popular legends says a Mrs. Shrouds of Leeds Point, NJ made a wish that if she ever had another child, she want it to be a devil. Her next child was born misshapen and deformed. She sheltered it in the house, so the curious couldn't see him. On stormy night, the child flapped it's arms, which turned into wings, and escaped out the chimney and was never seen by the family again. A Mrs. Bowen of Leeds point said, "The Jersey Devil was born in the Shrouds house at Leeds Point." 1 Another story that also placed the birth at Leeds Point said that a young girl fell in love with a British soldier during the Revolutionary War. The people of Leeds Point cursed her. When she gave birth, she had a devil. Some people believe the birth of the devil was punishment for the mistreatment of a minister by the Leeds folk.

http://theshadowlands.net/jd.htm

i feel that nothing can be made up without having some creature that existes as a basis of

dude...."bigfoot" in the middle of passaic county n.j....are you serious.either have a serious response but do not try to insult my intelligence.and if you weren't trying to be cute,then maybe you should read a little more into it.unless it was a hairy smelly crackhead that crawled up the side of my house 2 stories to growl and lay in my bed for what seemed an eternity and then vanished out the window....no...im guessing it wasnt "bigfoot"

i don't how to descrbe the ones here but I really enjoyed reading everyone elses.

the perfect mixture.

yeah,its so nice2get2know bout them demons from all over..:)

interesting makes me think

interesting i did't know have of the stuff posted here so thanks for the post

Just want to remind you all that I post a new demon profile in my profile each week.

My favorite demon is BAJ. Here is the article off my group website... enjoy. LOL.

Mmmm...Demons!

In her recent studies, HPS Abbsinthe came across a demon called BAJ, and felt that the "Demon-Lord" of feces deserves our laughter....

"We who sit upon the Throne of whitness, do call upon BAJ with our grunts. We who fummigate the air with our sulphurous vapors, do call upon BAJ with our farts. We who bid a fond farewell to yesterdays dinner, do call upon the LORD OF COMPOSTS to guide our turds on their path of Alchemical Transformation. As we flush with intentionality, we focus our will upon the path of Personal Regeneration and Transformation. AS ABOVE, SO BELOW. AS WITHIN, SO WITOUT. SOLVAE ET COAGULA! A primary key to physical immortality lies in enjoying a good shit and being a good shit. SO MOTE IT BE!"

J/K

Hey there, right i have done some research on this topic, this is what i came up with about vampires in Ireland!!!!!


Eighteenth Century
1727
Liam: Galway, Ireland
Liam is born in Galway, Ireland. The son of a Catholic silk-and-linen merchant. (Blind Date; The Prodigal)

Since Galway is in the predominantly Catholic part of Ireland it is not surprising that Liam’s family were Catholics. However, it is worth remembering that his religion would have prevented his father from prospering in business as much as he might otherwise have done. A Catholic could not vote or hold land with any security of tenure, and the most advantageous business contracts would tend to be given to Protestants.

In addition, Galway at this date was one of the poorest regions of Ireland. The linen trade, which earlier in the century had been amongst the most profitable businesses in the country, was by 1753 entering a serious decline as the cotton industry took off in England. It is therefore highly likely that Liam’s family suffered a fall in their standard of living throughout his life. Which would explain a lot.

Lindsey: What was your father? He was a merchant, right? Linen and silk? Did pretty well? Had a couple of servants, until you killed them?

Angel: Just the one.

(Blind Date)

1753
Darla, Liam: Galway, Ireland
Twenty-six year old Liam is living at home with his father, mother and young sister, Kathy. The household has silver cutlery but only one servant, Anna. The young Liam has achieved a reputation for himself amongst the local women and passes his time drinking, fighting, whoring and encouraging his father to despise him. (The Prodigal; Becoming, Part 1)

(To only have one servant at this date means that the family were teetering on the brink of poverty.)

After the latest row with his father, Liam packs a bag and leaves home. But he only makes it as far as the local pub where he is spotted by Darla, who subsequently draws on her experience as a prostitute to encourage him into a dark alley. There, on the basis of his expressed desire to see the world, she vamps him. (The Prodigal; Becoming, Part 1)

Newly risen as a vampire, Liam kills the grounds-keeper of the churchyard and likes the taste so much he goes on to slaughter his entire village. And, after his sister invites him into their home thinking he has come back as an angel, kills his family. (Angel; The Prodigal)

Buffy: I invited you into my home and then you attacked my family!

Angel: Why not? I killed mine. I killed their friends… and their friend’s children… For a hundred years I offered ugly death to everyone I met, and I did it with a song in my heart.

(Angel)

Sometime between 1753 and 1760
Darla, Angelus: South Wales and northern England including Yorkshire
Liam is renamed ‘Angelus’. Angelus and Darla have fun through South Wales and northern England, including Yorkshire. Angelus finds the Yorkshire cuisine tough. (Darla)

Master: Angelus – the Latinate for Angel. It’s marvelous.

Darla: His name would already be legend in his home village – had he left anyone alive there to tell the tale.

Master: Ah, you had a nice trip. I’m so glad.

Darla: On the way back we cut a bloody swath through South Wales and northern England. He was magnificent.

Angelus: Hmm, Yorkshire men – tough as leather.

(Darla)

Oddly enough, at just this time Daniel Holtz (who has a house in York) becomes a vampire-hunter… (Dad)

Record’s Woman: Holtz, Daniel, vampire killer, circa seventeen fifty four. He hunted Angel and Darla halfway around the world until his mysterious disappearance in seventeen seventy three. Larson Macmillan Vampiricus Conquestus page four twelve.

Lilah: How did you…

Record’s Woman: I’m files and records. It’s my job.

(Dad)

1760
Darla, Angelus, the Master: London, England
Darla takes Angelus to meet the Master, where he is so rude he gets thrown across the room a few times before persuading Darla to leave with him for the benefits of soft beds and a view. Since the alternative is living in a sewer, she wisely decides to go with him (possibly to Naples, as Angelus suggests, but this is never confirmed.) The Master lets them leave, calculating that the relationship won’t last longer than a century. (Darla)

Angelus: So Darla here tells me you’re some sort of master?

Darla: The Master. He commands our order.

Angelus: There’s an order?

Master: The Order of Aurelius. We are the select. The elite.

Angelus: And you live in the sewers, do you?

(Darla)

Sometime between 1753 and 1764
Darla, Angelus
Angelus and Darla attract the attention of the Catholic vampire-hunter Captain Daniel Holtz, and his team of torch-waving sidekicks. They know Holtz well enough to be aware of where he lives and the name of his daughter – ‘the apple of his eye’. (Quickening; Lullaby; Offspring)

1764
Darla, Angelus: York, England
Angelus and Darla, already being chased by Holtz, charm their way into Holtz’ home while he is away. (The month of Holtz’s vow of revenge is given as May.) They kill his wife, Caroline, and baby son, Daniel. His daughter, Sarah, they turn into a vampire – leaving Holtz to find and deal with the result. (Quickening; Lullaby; Dad)

Sarah: Mummy won’t wake up.

Holtz: Shush… quiet now. (He sings:)
Sleep my love and peace attend thee,
All through the night;
Guardian angels God will lend thee,
All through the night;
Soft the drowsy hours are… creeping…

(Lullaby)

Between 1764 and 1765
Darla, Angelus: Italy
Angelus and Darla are in Italy when Angelus gets a yen for more travel. (The Trial)

Darla: In Italy you said we should go someplace like France.

(The Trial)

1765
Darla, Angelus: near Arles, France
Having gone to France because Angelus fancied the rich food (specifically waiters from the best hotels), Darla and Angelus flee on horseback from Holtz and another torch-waving crowd. They end up in a barn in a valley near Arles. Their proposed roll in the hay being interrupted by flaming arrows, Darla knocks Angelus unconscious with a shovel and escapes on their only horse. (The Trial)

Angelus: This is outrageous! Don’t these people know who we are?

Darla: I believe they do. Which would explain the lynch mob.

(The Trial)

Sometime between 1765 and 1767
Darla, Angelus: Vienna, Austria
Darla and Angelus meet up in Vienna, and he brings home to her the error of her ways. Repeatedly. (The Trial; Heartthrob)

Darla: Of course when he finally caught up with me in Vienna I had to pay for my sins. Again and again.

(Heartthrob)

Sometime prior to 1767
Darla, Angelus: Madrid, Spain
Angelus and Darla have a cultural dinner. (Heartthrob)

Darla: Didn’t we eat a poet in Madrid?

Angelus: Troubadour.

(Heartthrob)

(A troubadour in the eighteenth century? Odd people, vampires meet.)

1767
Darla, Angelus, James, Elisabeth: Marseilles, France
Angelus and Darla – in company with James and Elisabeth, a young and extremely silly vampire couple – eat the Count de Leon, steal his gold, and burn his villa to the ground. This attracts the attention of Holtz (with yet another torch-waving crowd – does he have an agency?), who catches up with them when James dawdles to shoplift a locket for Elisabeth.

Giving the women time to escape to a ship, James and Angelus stay to delay the crowd, which they do by the cunning scheme of getting surrounded and then picking an argument with each other to get away again. (Heartthrob)

Darla: Young love.

Angelus: I give it a century.

James: A century? A mere hundred years?

Elisabeth: I would need a thousand to sketch the perfect plain of your face.

James: And I would need ten thousand just to name the colour of your eyes.

Angelus: They’re green, but take your time.

(Heartthrob)

Sometime between 1767 and 1771
Darla, Angelus: Morocco
Our heroes manage to shake off Holtz. (Offspring; Heartthrob)

Darla: He’s killed scores of us, hunted Angelus and me across half of Europe. God, if he follows us to Morocco, what then, the New World?

(Heartthrob)

Holtz: You lost me in North Africa.

(Offspring)

1771
Darla, Angelus: Rome, Italy
Darla and Angelus visit Rome so Darla can admire the Botticelli frescos in the Sistine Chapel (specifically The Temptation of Christ). Angelus is finally captured by Holtz in a sewer tunnel, thanks to Holtz being assisted by torch-waving monks this time, rather than laymen. Angelus is then tortured by Holtz and an excommunicated Monseigneur (who apparently performed Holtz’ wedding – nice to know they kept in touch) using a particularly nasty fork thing. This gives Darla time to organise a few minions for a rescue. (Offspring)

Angelus: Darlin’?

Darla: What?

Angelus: Shouldn’t we be killing Holtz?

Darla: I know, but it’s just so much fun ruining his life.

(Offspring)

c. 1771
Pavayne: California
Mathias Pavayne, an aristocratic practitioner of surgery and the black arts, flees Europe for California and begins a twenty year killing spree. (Hellbound; Harm’s Way)

Angel: Mathias Pavayne, dark soul number 182.…European aristocrat, 18th century. He was a doctor, nicknamed ‘The Reaper’ for performing unnecessary surgery on his patients.

Fred: Well, what kind of surgery?

Wesley: The kind you don’t recover from.

(Hellbound)

1773
Holtz: York, England
Back in York, (having racked up 378 vampire kills to date) Holtz is given the chance to travel into the future for his revenge. He accepts. Angelus and Darla presumably appreciate the break. (Quickening; Dad)

1775
Angelus
Angelus does something involving a well-dressed young woman that is worthy of record in the Watchers’ diaries. (Halloween)

Willow, working from the incorrect statement of his age that Angel previously gave, mistakenly assumed that he was still eighteen and human – not knowing that vampires do not add their human life-span when calculating their age. Unfortunately, Buffy and Willow’s conversation drifted on and we never found out any details of why this incident was recorded, or who drew the sketch of the woman involved.

Buffy: Man, look at her.

Willow: Who is she?

Buffy: It doesn’t say, but the entry’s dated seventeen seventy-five.

Willow: Angel was eighteen. And still human.

Buffy: So that’s the kinda girl he hung around? She’s pretty coiffed.

(Halloween)

Between 1753 and 1898
Angelus
Angelus develops various habits. A notable nun thing. (Dear Boy; The Girl in Question)

Angel: Saint Bridget’s, in Fremont. A convent, built on native burial grounds. The land’s cursed, they had eight murders in two years before the whole place burned to the ground – which is nothing compared to what happened at Our Lady of Lochenbee… I have a thing for convents.

(Dear Boy)

Angelus: Those were my nuns!

William: Yeah. Nuns are your thing. Everybody knows that. They respect it – they respect us.

(The Girl in Question)

Also a tendency to displays of feeling around Valentine’s Day. (Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered)

(The tradition of exchanging cards and other gifts as valentines dates from the 16th century and by 1800 was common enough that hand-painted copperplates were specially produced. Of course Angelus gave the feast his own special twist.)

Giles: Since Angel, er… turned… I’ve been reading up on his earlier activities. You know, feeding patterns and the like.

Buffy: And?

Giles: Around Valentine’s Day he’s rather prone to, well, brutal displays of… He would think of it as affection, I suppose.

Buffy: Like what?

Giles: No need to go into details.

Buffy: That bad?

…

Giles: Look, here’s another. Valentine’s Day. Yes, uh… Angel nails a puppy to the…

Buffy: Skip it.

Giles: But it…

Buffy: I don’t wanna know. I don’t have a puppy. Skip it.

(Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered)

Naturally it wasn’t all high jinks, but then some people are difficult to impress.

Lilah: (Sitting on the floor, surrounded by papers from the thirty-five cabinets of Angel’s Wolfram and Hart file.) Two hundred seventy five years of the most inane… (Picks up a paper and looks at it.) What kind of wussy name is Liam anyway?

(Dad)

1786
Angelus, Penn
Angelus turns a young man, Penn, and teaches him to mark his victims with a cross on the cheek. Further following his sire’s example, Penn kills his entire family, but then shows a distinct lack of creativity by going on to repeat the pattern for the next two hundred odd years. (Somnambulist)

(Date from shooting script. The location is uncertain, though some believe the actor playing Penn is attempting an Irish accent.)

Penn describes himself as having been a ‘puritan’, but the term has very little relevance after the seventeenth century. We can only take it as meaning a member of some unspecified Protestant sect.

Angelus: Your first kill. Aptly done.

Penn: Strange… She was my sister—

Angelus: And yet you feel nothing.

Penn: No. I feel… hungry.

(Somnambulist)

1789
Angelus: Prussia
Taking a shortcut on his way to Vienna, Angelus gets the feeling someone is watching him and then runs into the Beast engaged in a rather nasty massacre, for demonstration purposes. They get along fine for all of two seconds before Angelus is knocked out and the Beast is banished by some conveniently passing Svea Priestesses. (Soulless)

Over in France of course they were storming the Bastille around this time, which may possibly have some relevance to the troops Angelus mentioned were ‘around’. It seems odd that Angelus would have voluntarily missed a nice bit of mob violence, but perhaps he had an important appointment in Vienna.

Wesley: So, you were in Prussia.

Angelus: You have been doing your homework. Hmm… those Prussian girls. Must be the pastries. Worth the trip – all that sweetness gets into their blood.

(Soulless)

c. 1789
Angelus: Vienna, Austria
Since he remembers he was on his way to Vienna when he met the Beast, it is reasonable to assume Angelus got there eventually. (Soulless)

Angelus: I was taking a shortcut on my way to Vienna.

(Soulless)

c. 1790
Angelus: Ireland
It was possibly around this time that Angelus got his tattoo – a winged demi-lion perched on the letter A. It is worth noting that the only information Giles could find on Angelus was in the diary of a former Watcher, which must mean at some stage a Watcher or Slayer got close enough to Angelus to see his naked back… (Angel)

The design of the lion is a slight variant of an illustration in the Book of Kells, it is the lion of St. Mark, one of the four traditional winged figures representing the Evangelists. Trinity College Dublin has owned the book since 1661, where it has been on display in the Old Library since the nineteenth century.

It is perhaps apt that Angelus should have a religious tattoo since tattooing was banned by the Christian Church (You shall not make any cuttings in your flesh on account of the dead or tattoo any marks upon you - Leviticus 19:28). Tattooing was reintroduced to Europe in the 18th and 19th century, especially by sailors who had seen the art form amongst the Polynesians. There was a brief fad for it amongst the upper-classes in the late 19th century.

Giles: There’s nothing about Angel in the texts, but it suddenly occurred to me that it’s been ages since I’ve read the diaries of any of the watchers before me. … There’s mention some two hundred years ago in Ireland of Angelus, the one with the angelic face. … Does this Angel have a tattoo behind his right shoulder?

(Angel)

Sometime between 1786 and 1801
Penn: Italy
Penn goes to Italy, but Angelus doesn’t show up. They do not meet again until the year two thousand. (Somnambulist)

It could be posited that Penn waited until the twentieth century and got the name wrong. However, not only should someone who lived through the nineteenth century know what to call it but not even Penn would be so stupid as to wait that long.

Penn: Angelus! My god! It’s been a lifetime!

Angel: At least.

Penn: We were to meet in Italy, remember?

Angel: I remember.

Penn: I waited. Hell, I waited until the nineteenth century.

(Somnambulist)

Sometime between 1786 and 1801
Angelus: Rumania
Angelus has some involvement with Gypsies and gets held up in Rumania. Thus regrettably missing his appointment in Italy with Penn. (Somnambulist)

Penn: What happened?

Angel: Got held up in Rumania.

Penn: Rumania? What’s in Rumania?

Angel: Gypsies…

(Somnambulist)

Sometime between 1760 and 1898
Angelus, the Master
The Master and Angelus are at least partially reconciled. (Angel)

Master: Angel! He was the most vicious creature I ever met. I miss him. … He was to have sat at my right hand, come the day.

(Angel)

1791
Wolfram & Hart: El Pueblo de la Reyna de los Angeles, California
A mere ten years after the city itself was founded, the Los Angeles branch of Wolfram & Hart is established on the site of a Spanish mission. (Hellbound; Harm’s Way)

Announcer: Welcome to the Los Angeles branch of Wolfram & Hart. We’re the oldest and most powerful law firm in the city. Founded in 1791 on ground deconsecrated by the blood of mass murderer Mathias Pavayne…

(Harm’s Way)


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Nineteenth Century
c. 1830 to 1840
Drusilla: England
Presumed period of Drusilla’s birth. Possibly in Kent or London.

The future vampire Drusilla was English, and her accent is a London one, far closer to the true Cockney than Spike’s, and in her case this was her accent when she was alive. The glimpse we caught of her family show they were reasonably well dressed, so combined with her accent that would most likely make her father a skilled artisan. Since her vision was about a mining accent he was possibly employed in some skilled work associated with the mine, which would have given Drusilla a comfortable if not luxurious childhood. (Becoming, Part 1)

We do not know if Drusilla was her name when she was alive, it seems unlikely since it was hardly common and the most famous owner of that name – the sister of the Roman Emperor Caligula – had a less than savoury reputation in the nineteenth century. She mentions someone called Anne, but it is not clear if this is one of her sisters or someone else, it could even be Dru herself. She also mentions an uncle (whom Angelus killed). Her mother had a sweet voice and used to sing her a lullaby to sleep at night. ‘Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch.’ (What’s my Line, Part 2; Lie to Me)

Drusilla: My mother ate lemons. Raw.
She said she loved the way they made her mouth tingle—
Little Anne – her favourite was custard… Brandied pears…
And pomegranates. They used to make her face and fingers all red.
Remember little fingers? Little hands? Do you?

Angel: If I could— I—

Drusilla: Bite your tongue… They used to eat cake. And eggs. And honey.
Until you came and ripped their throats out—

(What’s my Line, Part 2)

1838
Angelus: Dublin, Ireland
Angelus kills Daniel, a young man who has lost money to him at cards. He chooses to do this at Christmas, in the week Daniel was meant to be married. To add insult to injury, Angelus is wearing an unspeakable moustache. (Amends)

Angelus: Well, it happens that I’m hungry, Daniel, and seeing as you’re somewhat in my debt…

Daniel: Please… I can’t…

Angelus: A man playing at cards should have a natural intelligence or a great deal of money, and you’re sadly lacking in both.

(Amends)

1843
Luke: Madrid, Spain
Luke has a fight that his male opponent survives. This is considered a notable event. (The Harvest)

Master: A Slayer! Have you any proof?

Luke: Only that she fought me, and yet lives.

Master: Hmm, very nearly proof enough. I can’t remember the last time that happened.

Luke: Eighteen forty-three. Madrid. He caught me sleeping.

(The Harvest)

c. 1845
Angelus: near Tuscany, Italy
Angelus is not in Tuscany when he meets a vamp called Rosaria. Judging from his reaction to her in Los Angeles he clearly doesn’t remember the meeting with much fondness. (Salvage)

Since it is utterly bizarre to describe a place by it being ‘outside Tuscany’ this can only be an example of a vamp showing Italian snobbery. Anywhere but Tuscany, darling – it’s just so passe.

Rosaria: Angelus! Remember me?

Angelus: Not really.

Rosaria: Oh, come on! A little town outside Tuscany, eighteen forty-five, give or take. Rosaria!

(Salvage)

What is that the timeline of Angelus' life? Or the script for one of the episodes?

I know of those Filipino Demons/Vampires! I'm FIlipino too!!! HAve you seen the filipino movie Iko Malendez?

I know them too I'm also filipino!

Right! What about TIKBALANG and MANGTAS ?

LOL!

Well as far as I know we have shadows and demons the varients dont matter to me they are all the same shadows dont have a physical form and cant do any harm besides fucing with your mind and driving you insane and make you kill yourself where as the demons can finish you off their self but I despise them all none the less.

Wow!!! I never knew there were that many Filipinos here on the Rave!! *dances around in joy* :D/

i have quite a few friends who have had expierences with demons.. in fact, i have a friend right now who claims she has a demon following her and swears she's been possessed... but i think the closest i've come to it is seeing faces in the walls and a figure standing in my curtain.

Darkwolfman, I actually was living in W.V. when I saw what I believe was bigfoot.

Yeti ! Lochness Monster?

lest we not forget our chupacabra

I'VE DONE ALOT OF RESEARCH ON THE SUBJECT BUT I WOULD RATHER POINT OUT THE ONE EVIL THAT YOU SEE EVERY DAY AND THAT IS MAN. PEOPLE ARE WHAT NIGHTMARES ARE MADE OF.

haha

Well, we are all aware of the fact that there is a certain evil within us all.. Everyone is capable of sin.. free will is a gift that we often abuse..

What is to stop me from killing? My (our) ability to reason and judge what is right and what is wrong.. and as to what we believe is acceptable

you know what stops me...I'm too lazy to dig multiple graves

we all have demons, some can hide them better than others

In Malaysian culture, the most infamous ghost would be the violent and scary

PONTIANAK
The Pontianak were said to be spirits of a still born child, women who died while giving birth, or women who were killed by the pontianak.

The phrase "Pontianak" was believed from the acronym of "Perempuan Mati Beranak"(meaning the woman death by childbirth) in the Malay tongue. After such death, precautions are taken to prevent them from rising like:

- Putting glass beads in the corpses mouth so that they can't shriek
- Placing eggs under the corpses armpits or putting needles in their palms so that they can't fly

The Pontianak usually announces its presence through baby cries or turns itself into a lovely lady and frightens or kills the unlucky that enter or pass through their territory. It usually disguises itself as a beautiful young lady to attract its victims (usually males). Its presence sometimes can be detected by a nice floral fragrance of the 'Kemboja' (a type of flower) followed by an awful stench afterwards. The distance of a pontianaks cries are very tricky. The Malays believe that if the cry is soft means that the pontianak is near and if it is loud then it must be far.

well, where I live, we got tons of stories. L.B. Taylor published a series of books, most of them as "Ghosts of Virginia". The Cherokee side of my family always spoke of the Raven Mocker, who came to steal the life from the sick or elderly. Guess that explains why grandma always feared ravens.....

There are stories in Richmond of the "Richmond Vampire" (google it)
along with Grace Sherwood, the witch of pungo.

As far as ghosts and contacting the dead, well they seem to find me. My usual response is "go twards the bright light in the westerly direction" (it seems that is universally accepted as the land of the dead from egyptian, to celtic, to native american beliefs).

tons of beliefs around here, in Virginia.

Hey Lucios Thanks for bringing up the chupacabra hehehe.

I live in Puerto Rico and I remember having a weird dream of a demon attacking me. In this dreams I was wearing a blue robe, I had a staff in my left hand and a sword in my belt. When I had that dream I remember that when the demon attacked it hurted my left arm and I attacked him back, but it dissapeared. When I woke up.. I had a mark in my left arms and I was bruised. Then I started to see that deamon more often, at night. He always lokked at me and he always was in the same place.

A wise man told me that it was a demon I created, and that I could control it, but I had to stop fearing him. I did that(kind of hard to stop fearing to be honest). the demon passed from being an enemy to an ally. It's been a while sinse the last time I saw it, yet I feel it sometimes. It is never too far

i have heard the story of the mothman is true but this story confuses me that is the only thing i can think of in the usa.

ill have to get back to this one

let us not forget disturbed spirits and diranged murderers and unholy ghosts

im down in the southern states in mississippi we don't have any major stories bet we have the "witch of yazoo" and plenty of haunted plantations and burial mounds and graveyards along with battle grounds, I myself have been plauged by shadows and spirits some not of a pleasent nature but growing up with them i have grown accustom to it

i belive that there has to be an origin where everything comes from dracula,werewolfs ect... i do belive that nocternal things exsist since i am a nocternal creature i do not think that things are fake or make belive i think everything is real if it wasnt why would we know about it and then told that its fake plus ive seen enough things to back up my thinking

We are told

Sorry, We are told the things are False and lies to Control us and our reasoning. Nocturnal Creatures are real and live like alot of us. Out of public eyes. You know that feeling we are being watched. That glimps of something out the corner of our eyes. All real.

If anyone would be interested in hearing a personal story about harassment by a demon, msg me or drop by my profile. I may make the story my first journal entry.

Seen the same one throughout my life too many times to want to remember...always when I was at my lowest and wished for death.

nice info

yeah nice to learn of other creatures

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