Creepy stuff in HM

[Melody Muse]

On the RF stuff, it is explained in RF1 and RF3 and RF4 (and I think RFF) in the tutorial parts where the monsters go. It's one of the first things said in those games. All weapons and tools made in the kingdom of Norad are naturally enchanted with a magical ability, and that ability (I think called retoren?) sends monsters back to the Forest of Beginnings. This is implied to be in another magical/monsters only dimension and humans can't enter it. The portals monsters appear from are literally interdimensional rifts that connect the Forest of Beginnings to the regular world.

Since people did mention creepy things in RF as well:

• In RF4 is the doctor's eyes in some scenes. His shades go all black and he has a total jekyll hyde thing going on.
• Also Kross in RFF. I love Kross but there is no way he is not a ghost of some sort.
• Kinda Sharron from RF1? She's definitely implied to not be human, everyone says she never sleeps even when she goes to the inn, and is basically only best friends with Melody because they share some secrets about each other's pasts, as revealed in Melody's heart events.

There's a lot of creepy stuff in HM, or just plain unusual fitting wise.

• Daryl spying on your kids in A(n)WL.
• Kai implied to be a slave in HM64 (come on, his dialogue totally does not sound like a mere servant's...)
• The ghost in AP, while not scary in and of itself, was a surprise
• The randomly evil farm animals in the mines in DS/Cute
• The HG not forgiving you for some reason in FoMT.
• Tons of various random scenes and events in A(n)WL/DS/Cute etc that explain weird things going on about the town that just kind of.... never are explained fully.
• The fact that the WP is strong enough to cause storms, eternally curse people to be mute forever, turn people into stone, etc, in the various games, and clearly doesn't have full control over her powers.
  and of course...
• THE. FREAKING. TEDDY. BEAR. He terrified me so much as a kid I had to stop playing AnWL for quite some time.

Oh also, PBG lists a couple of the weird/disturbing/creepy things in HM briefly in this video, some of which overlap with what I have said here:

[Diamond9101]

OT: BTN's Carter eyes.. are like... black. I mean, two black holes, or two black eyeballs, with no white parts. Man, that was horrible.

Professor Layton's eyes are like that too, still freaks me out sometimes in the cut scenes

[Mabbie]

Professor Layton's eyes are like that too, still freaks me out sometimes in the cut scenes

Now that you mentioned it...

Spoiler:

Yeah, you're right. ._.

[Bluie]

Oooh I remember some. When I was a kid, I was super freaked out by the Mirror Event. In MFoMT, if you went into your house at exactly 0:00 and examined your mirror, all sorts of creepy « Puppy Doodoo » would happen. A reflection, you'd get pushed back, a door would slam, ect.

I also remember bing freaked out my wild dogs in FoMT when I decided to keep my chickens out at night in their pen.

And this is just me but, I don't like it in HM games when they stop the music at nighttime and replace it with wind blowing and owl hoots. Always made me feel uneasy.

[Terra575]

Oooh I remember some. When I was a kid, I was super freaked out by the Mirror Event. In MFoMT, if you went into your house at exactly 0:00 and examined your mirror, all sorts of creepy « Puppy Doodoo » would happen. A reflection, you'd get pushed back, a door would slam, ect.

I also remember bing freaked out my wild dogs in FoMT when I decided to keep my chickens out at night in their pen.

And this is just me but, I don't like it in HM games when they stop the music at nighttime and replace it with wind blowing and owl hoots. Always made me feel uneasy.

All of this, especially when Harris says "Go home now, wild dogs come out at night..." And thinking about those words as you ran back to the farm with no music!

[white66]

Okay here it is you guys, sorry it took so long

You don’t remember do you, my dear friend? You were too young at the time. Some here in the valley still remember. The old man, he remembers. The old woman remembered, « Harvest Goddess » rest her soul. The physician remembers. The Bard, well he definitely remembers.

Your boys asked me about it before, about the strange feeling he gets when passes the river too close to the median dividing the path from your land- his land, now.

“But only in Winter” And I had smiled then, because I remembered.

There is an innate and unbreakable separation between man and the world around him (regardless of what that hippie says). We’ll always feel, always be, completely out of touch with the songs whispered by the harsh night winds, with the lonely call of the wild, marble-eyed creatures of the forests. I realized this when your father first brought us to the valley. Back then there were no paved roads, no quaint shops, only the cold, harrowing howl of nature. It was the first time in my life that I had felt truly scared.

You don’t remember your father either, do you? He was a good man, a hard man, the kind of man they don’t make anymore. There are parts of me that still believe that he had been carved out of solid rock, or out of the mighty trunk of an oak, rather than born. He seldom smiled.

We were the first to come, but certainly not the last. Soon there were homes, then a street, then a market, then gossiping women and games of sticks and stones in the valley. Your father was very proud, though he never showed it. We- he- had forged a home- a community a town a life- out of untamed wilderness and it was as though, somewhere deep in his mind, he had won.

The boy, that family – the Robinsons- the Robinson’s boy, I remember you mentioning him while you were playing in the garden, and feeling the memory claw down my back.

“He’s really nice, but he doesn’t have a face”. The truth comes from the mouths of babes indeed- the truth no one wants to hear.

Its « Harvest Goddess » screaming, Jack. Its « Harvest Goddess » screaming over the loss of an innocent, for our innocence – our naïveté our sickening illusion of power over nature and His will. It’s a constant reminder of that night when he received a cruel reminder of our place, when we lost one of our own to the bone-sharpened claws of the wolf. Its « Harvest Goddess » screaming to drown out the sound of the bard and your father’s bullets breaking the skin of the sleek, unbridled creature that was His and His alone. Whether the scream is in anguish or victory, I still don’t know.

[MewSmash]

I almost literally had a heart attack when I was a yung'in and happened to examine the tv at 4:44....... I thought it was corrupted. I was only five....
I even had nightmares of my house being overtaken by fours. No joke. Refused to ever play that game again, sold it, have not played it ever since.