Aw Craig, you are kind to remember Falling + Laughing: The Hypomanic Era. While I still strongly suspect my unmurderability by the hand of man, I lately fear I am vulnerable to murder from supernatural/extradimensional forces. For instance, weird murder-monsters hatched from creepy eggs of unknown provenance, or various members of the -geist family, or the shadow that walks behind me but isn’t my own, or evil/chaotic-aligned dökkálfar (I refer here to the dark elves, of course), or Shub-Niggurath, The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young. So yes, perhaps it’s my advancing age, but paranormal demise weighs heavily on my mind and I fear puts an asterisk next to my unmurderable status. A super-spooky asterisk.
I can talk to the -geists if you ever run afoul of them, I have an in with them. And yeah, dökkálfar are dicks. It’s kinda their thing. But dude, Shub-Niggurath is not such a bad dude. I know the good ol’ black goat and like most goats he just gets a bad rap and is actually kinda a swell guy. You know he misses one child support payment and then those rumors go around about him being a deadbeat and a player with “a thousand ewes” and then some knucklehead like Lovecraft runs with it, you know how these things are.