skinwalkers

It’s 11 o'clock at night and your favorite tv show just ended. Your about to go to bed when you look outside to your horse stable. They all look like they are freaking out and trying to get out of the stable. You also see what looks like a deer in front of your stable, but the deer is standing up. You grab the double barrel and head out to investigate. You thought your neighbor said the things usually never get this close to people’s homes.

card-queen  asked:

Hey, spooky movie mistress! I really enjoy listening to Skinwalker and Wendigo stories on youtube. Know of any good movies with them?

Well, when it comes to the wendigo, there are actually a decent number of films based on the legend:

  • Wendigo (1978)
  • Wendigo (2001)
  • Frostbiter: Wrath of the Wendigo (1996)
  • Ravenous (1999)
  • Dark Was the Night (2015)
  • Ghostkeeper (1981)
  • Cannibals of Carnage (2014)
  • The Last Winter (2006)
  • Maneater (2009)
  • Bound By Blood: Wendigo (2010)
  • Wind Walkers (formerly The Cold) (2015)
  • The Wendigo (2017–in development)
  • Wendigo Carnage (to be announced, but failed to make kickstarter goal, and no production updates since 2015)

When it comes to skinwalkers, there don’t seem to be as many films about that legend:

  • Wolfen (1981) (despite the title, the creatures are a type of skinwalker, not werewolves)
  • Skinwalkers (2002)
  • Skinwalkers (2006)
  • Skinwalker Ranch (2013)  (Nevermind…it’s apparently about aliens, not Native American folklore)

In fact, there doesn’t appear to be many horror films based on Native American legends in general, which is a shame.  There are a few others I can think of offhand, such as Eyes of Fire (1983), The Burrowers (2008), and The Manitou (1978)–plus assorted stories featured in various anthologies, like Grim Prairie Tales (1990)–and I’m sure there are others I haven’t mentioned, but Native American folklore doesn’t receive nearly as much representation in horror as, say, Asian folklore.

Also, for anyone else that’s interested in listening to scary stories about these legends, Lazy Masquerade on Youtube has a few videos featuring user-submitted tales about these creatures:

“[I was] hunting in a 80 acre forest. I lost sight of the main trail which turned out not to be too far away. I radioed my brother to see where he’s at. He responds he’s at the main trail not too far from me. 

I yell out loud, ‘where are you?’ I hear him yell back, ‘over here!’ *waves arms so that I can see him* I start walking towards him… but then regain my bearing and realize that I’m going the wrong way so make a detour to the trail. Brother is no where to be found…

I walk down the trail for about 20 minutes to my brother waiting on the trail (apparently this 20 minute walk is what he considers not to far from me). I asked him if he heard me yell and if that was him waving me to come over earlier… He responds that he’s been waiting for me on that trail for 30 minutes since I radioed him and didn’t hear me yelling or anything…

This is on private fenced off property and we were the only ones in that hunting area. No other cars/trucks could access it unless they parked in the same lot we did. I remained silent until we got home.”

By: Chewabacha (What is the scariest (unexplainable) thing that has happened to you?)

thatoneawkwardfemale  asked:

I'd like to know about skin walkers and why they freak you out

One of the things that really just gets to me is the idea of something being present without your consent or explicit knowledge; something that is clever and knows what it’s doing and absolutely has dangerous intentions. Another thing that really gets me is what I can only describe as “human, but to the left”; something that looks human, is definitely at least humanoid, but there are certain things that are so catastrophically off that just looking at it releases this unholy terror that can only come from looking at the truly unknown. Skinwalkers have both of those elements.

They are capable of shapeshifting, so they can infiltrate groups and be right there in a place you think is safe. They can even imitate the appearances of people you know, who will then act incredibly strangely. Imagine you’re camping out in the middle of nowhere and your friend goes off to get more firewood, and when they come back, they’re speaking in a guttural voice, they seem to be copying you and merely “acting” like they’re human; they’re walking around like a puppet being pulled on a string, they look like your friend but they are most definitely not. Or imagine, like in that story @doubleshuck posted a few days ago, that you’re out in the wilderness and you hear something calling for help, and it’s your voice. I cannot even describe how much that kind of thing freaks me out.

Things that are so inherently wrong, things that are devious and do these things to lure people to them, things that imitate and infiltrate and are therefore impossible to fight against… I cannot think of anything scarier than a skinwalker.

American Monsters: Skinwalkers

Kind of like werewolves, but not actually werewolves. Kinda like shapeshiftesr, but not actually a shapeshifter. Also kind of like Koh the Face Stealer, from Avatar the Last Airbender, but again not Koh. We’re talking of course about Skinwalkers.

Skinwalkers, like many of the monsters we’ve explored on this blog, have a Native American origin, specifically Navajo. Similar to the more traditional sort of werewolf, many reports of Skinwalkers tend to focus on coyote-like or wolf-like hybrids. However unlike the werewolf, Skinwalkers are not confined to canines. There have been stories of Skinwalkers imitating rams, sheep, bears, foxes, ravens, eagles, owls, crows, and cougars.

Skinwalker origins maintain a striking resemblance to the European tales of werewolves, in that a person or persons discover that they can morph into an animal at night, and their actions as said animal are almost exclusively evil. The major difference between the two, besides that they Skinwalkers have a range of animals to choose from, is that the the curse of a Skinwalker is desired and sought after by some. You don’t just fall into the hands of misfortune and get bitten, you have to want and be willing to perform evil tasks to achieve the form.

There are multiple origins to this sort of legend, ranging from witchcraft, to Skinwalkers being a form of defense again relocation and persecution by European colonists, but the most talked about history of Skinwalkers involves a type of Navajo witch, ánt’įįhnii (pronounced ayee naaldlooshii, not that thats better, or really helps, but its something).

Ánt’įįhnii, which most easily translates to, “with it, he goes on all fours,” is a type of medicine man or priest who’s obtained the supernatural power of transfiguration by breaking a cultural taboo. This taboo could be anything from murder to seduction, or just breaking up a family. Once this dark form of magic is accepted by the person, they are ultimately banished from the tribe for eternity. Again unlike the westernized werewolves, Skinwalkers must physically possess the pelt of the animal they wish to transform into, but they can transform into any animal they wish. Many pelts are forbidden to keep in Navajo tribes because of this reason.

Skinwalkers are described to be hideous hybrids of human and animal, but considered to be extremely powerful. They are fast and agile, and filled with a type of vengeful hatred most people could never understand. Not only mischievous, they’re dangerous and have been known to reek havoc on homes and drivers alike. Skinwalkers have even been known to body-snatch, taking possession of another person’s body if they manage to maintain eye contact for long enough.

In a lot of Navajo stories, Skinwalkers have been tracked down only to reveal the home of a relative. If the Skinwalker is shot, the next day a Navajo will be found with the exact same wound in the exact same place, revealing them as a ánt’įįhnii. The Navajo say that the only way to certainly kill a Skinwalker is with a bullet dipped in white ash.

(As always sites we used to help us write this piece can be found under our references tab)

treacherousgodswrites  asked:

Seeing as you already received an ask about Until Dawn, I wanted to ask you what your general opinion about the game and its use of the Wendigo is? I understand if the question has little to do with writing but I'd like your opinion before buying it in case it is offensive.

Until Dawn Game and Use of the Wendigo

From what I’ve gathered about the game, they didn’t have Algonquian people giving input to the story. While Wendigo legends have spread much farther West in modern times because of how much ecological destruction is happening, it’s spreading amongst Natives and is still staying mostly within Algonquin territory (the Cree are an Algonquin speaking people, and their nation is absolutely gigantic). 

While the game pays lip service to the original locations of the Cree, and it is remotely possible the Cree owned mountains, the thing about the bordering Cree nation is they are called Plains Cree for a reason. If you look at a map highlighting the Rockies, and you look at a map highlighting the territory of the Cree, the two barely overlap if they overlap at all.

Disclaimer: I am not Plains Cree— I am Mohawk, Mi'kmaq, and Wyandot— so I could be wrong. Plains Cree are more than welcome to correct me about ancestral lands.

However, the concepts taken from the game make me uneasy.

The Wendigo is not a random horror creature, as I have said before. It has been stolen and repurposed (before anyone comes at me saying that it’s part of their local mythology so it’s free for white people to use, allow me to explain that Native people were not free to practice their religions in Canada from 1884 and the ban lasted about a century; there was no room for there to be equal sharing of religions, because Natives had no ownership over their own). As soon as I see any Native ‘scary creature’ used, I am extremely wary. It is possible to use them respectfully, but more often than not, it’s just appropriation.

Even though the game pays lip service to keeping the Wendigo within the Cree, I cannot find a single piece of information that says the Cree were actually consulted for the game. And that’s a huge problem. The thing about the proper use of Native American mythology is it stays within our control, like the aforementioned Skinwalkers usage. It seems to me that they simply used the Wendigo for the old school horror tropes, which are inherently racist.
I can’t seem to find any Native-written pieces about the game, either, which I would love to link to (followers, if you provide opinions, make sure they are either linking to Native-written works or you yourself are Native). 

But from my own glance at it, I don’t like their use of the Wendigo and I don’t like how I can’t seem to find any Native voices anywhere around the project.

~Mod Lesya 

“A decade ago, when I was about 13, dad got a call from a friend of his. His friend had shot a huge, 8 point white tail buck, and lost it the night before in the woods. The deer was shot with a bow at sunset, and ran into the woods across a road. Dad’s friend called him at 8 at night, and told him he’d need help finding it the next day. Dad asks if I wanna learn about tracking deer. I’m all for it, because hunting is amazing, and off we go the next morning. This is out on Maryland’s eastern shore. Lots of woods, lots of hills, lots of walking. I was tired and trying to retain what these two hunters are telling me, but still having a blast. We found a really long blood trail, fur, the whole thing was fun for me, and my dad.

We’d been out there for maybe an hour or two. I take a break near a small thing of trees that connect to the massive woods where the blood trail went. Dad’s friend goes into the woods, and I’m just looking at the trees, trying to spot a white belly, or part of a rack… Then, I saw something, perched on four limbs.

It was hard to see it, and it’s been about a decade since, but I saw what looked like a fox, with a short muzzle, no tail, and really long limbs. Like, deer length, deer thin limbs. It’s just standing there, maybe 20 yards from me. I can’t tell what it is, or what color, I just know it’s strange looking and it’s not moving.

That’s not the weird part. That thing kinda just… loped away. Like, those cat videos where the cat is scared, lifts its front feet off the ground, and runs off on its back legs? Like that, only it held its front legs higher, and it ran like that was the way it had run its entire life. Like that was natural for it to do. Hunched and hurried, but not wobbly.I only saw it for a few seconds. Dad scared the shit out of me by shouting about the 8 pointer being found. I told dad I saw a weird animal. He said it may have been a fox. I told him about the legs being weird and long. He gave me ‘the look’. The look that says stop making shit up. I got that look a lot.

Well, I learned how to gut, drag, and track a deer that day. We took a trip to the butcher, I got to watch them begin processing, and that was that. As for what I saw? I’ve always had a big imagination. I could have just been sleep deprived, because 6am on a Saturday at 13 years old is bullshit. Maybe it was just a fox that moved weird. Maybe it was a deer with a messed up head. I don’t know. I only saw it for a few seconds.

But what I do know is that deer and foxes don’t run on their back legs.”

-Evilblackbunny (Redditors who have seen a UFO, Bigfoot or any other mythological creature. What is your story and how did the people you know react to your story?)

“I was a kid when this happened… My uncle and I were finishing up chopping/gathering firewood for my grandmother because it was getting dark. Driving back on a dirt road at about 30mph (give or take 5mph) I had this awful sense of being watched. 

Before I could turn to look out my window (passenger side) my uncle quickly shouted, “Don’t!” I completely froze. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest then completely stopped when I heard a tap tap on my window. My uncle sped up and was loudly praying in my native language. I didn’t know what was going on and thought it was over till our truck suddenly dipped from the bed. 

My uncle then started saying, “Look at me” and “Don’t turn away” over and over. Then I heard it again, tap tap but from the window behind me. It was getting harder for me to breathe and I wanted to cry. A minute or two passed and the truck dipped again. My uncle looked around and sighed. It was quiet besides the truck and the road. He looked at me and said, “We will ask your father to do a prayer in the morning. So the evil will forget our faces.” (Navajo to English equivalent). I remember curling up on the seat and just staring at the radio watching the time. Listening to my uncle sing an old prayer till we got to my grandmother’s house. To this day my uncle has never talked about it.”

By: Navajo_Joe (What is the scariest thing that has ever happened to you?)

“I had a Geology professor in college who had studied with a group of students in Utah out in some remote areas. He had heard the stories about skinwalkers but hadn’t taken them seriously. That was until he experienced some freaky stuff for himself.

He said one night they were sitting around the fire about a football field away from a large rock structure. Suddenly they all heard voices from up on the rocks. Like dozens of people chatting, singing, dancing…etc. They thought it strange that campers would suddenly appear and be so loud. Then they heard the noises coming down from the rocks and closer and closer to them. Audibly they were voices. As they got closer the voices turned into coyotes yapping, they saw the glow of their eyes then they ran off into the plains.”

By: VeniVidiFishie (What paranormal experiences have you actually had that you cannot explain?)

Lol if only you people knew.
  • Person: Dude! Have you heard about these things called Skinwalkers?
  • My internal Monologue: Dude... I'm native.
  • Me: Yeah I've heard of them why?
  • Person: It's crazy but I think they might actually be real!! There's this movie called Skinwalker Ranch and I've been reading up on in it and...
  • My internal monologue: Hahaha oh, you people really have no idea what lives in the world around you, do you? Must be nice to go camping in the woods and only worry about shit like bears.
  • Person: Man and then there's these mutilated cows with these incisions...
  • My internal dialogue: Incisions? Ever heard of Spearfinger, motherfucker?
  • Person: Apparently it all went down on a old Navajo land or something. Can you believe that?
  • My internal monologue: We got all kinds of shit on our lands and our woods, bro.
  • Me: Yeah. It's a lot of stuff in the world that is pretty creepy. This isn't a new thing though.
  • Person: Yeah, I think this is the only times it's known to have happened though.
  • My internal dialogue: Try a few centuries back.