'tis my favorite time of year and holiday. Ghosts and goblins are about and I am a green eyed monster who is going to kill you! This is a fun thread to post anything related to halloween or october. Agatha arrived here today, and I love this doll.....She is a living dead doll from series 23. They are just releasing series 33 now...Moulin Morgue....Agatha reminds me of a box of discarded ,broken dolls I have in a shed outside...i might ooak them...one of a kind them......One of them is haunted....ooooooooo!
Anything related to October? Ok. Hmmm Well, it's the Month of the Holy Rosary yay!!! The Sorrowful Mysteries are my favorite. I used to have these beautiful simple white rosary beads that I bought in Bosnia, but sadly I lost it :-( :-(
This concept death metal album from the late 1980's is based on the novel The Way Of Wyrd by Brian Bates, a novel that is based on ancient christianity and paganism/spirituality of the United Kingdom, and is apparently derived from real historical accounts of wizardry. The story is based on a Christian monk about 1,000 years ago who unearths some old spell books, and the story is based on real historical conjecture and evidence. I have the novel, but to be honest I couldn't really get in to it. I found it boring. But it comes highly recommended. I'd like to get a hold of and read the Bates' follow up to this, a factual synopsis of the facts the books is loosely written around the novel. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUU0WMze1W8 http://www.wayofwyrd.com/
I'm entering a 15 second horror film competition with some friends. Spent the last few evenings building a prop so that my friend Pete can stab me with a tap and drink my blood. here are some pics of the construction so far: Just a board with a hole in it (working on my performance too) Bought some Charity shop clothes and cut holes in them, too. Painted board black, bought dummy. Metal'd up that bitch. Liquid latex time for the stump Construction phase basically over, cut off jean leg, attach stump, secure everything, gaffa tape and foam the stab zone. all ready for painting with blood and make-up. Happy Halloween Edit: horizontal pics? balls. Sorry 'bout the head tilts.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-zSXcbF2m4 One day you'll live in happiness with a heart that's full of joy You'll say the word tomorrow without fear The feeling of togetherness will be at your side You'll say you love your life and you'll know why
Wow...that is pretty creative and involved. I wish you luck here...and will you be sharing your short film on this forum at some point? I would love to see the finished product.
Thanks aye, I'll whack it up on here. As I say it's only gonna be15 secs long when finished, shoot's on Saturday, should have it edited by the end of next week. Shooting 3 films all in all, but this is the one I had the most creative input in.
I paint my face every year, all day. The 31st is nothing to me but just another holiday. All of a sudden face painting is in style and I been doing it ever since Gilligans Island was on. Try to live it all year though, try and pick up a chick when you're painted up like a weirdo. And I'm sick of these little kids I know you did it, put that brick in your bag and hit me in the head with it. And then you grab my candy and diss, look what we got from the skank girl painted like KISS. All year I'm a psycho? Huh, i see, but every Halloween you wanna be me! Trick or treat it's 530 in the morning, I'm still out and I'm standing on your lawn and I'm looking through your window *tap tap* I see a gummy bear on table, you gonna eat that? 364 people hate my guts but Halloween though they wanna ride my nuts and line up on my porch dressed like freaks ghouls and clowns and pass lollies, wonka nerds, snakes and suckers around. The very next day when I try and trick or treat it's always "get off my porch or I'll call the cops you freak!" I don't understand you people but it's all cool, I'll see y'all again when you try to be Irminsul.
I was so obsessed with these movies I think my mother thought I was going to be a serial killer for a while. Michael Myers is the thinking man's slasher. Jason is a just a dead kid. Michael is cursed and has a much better backstory. http://youtu.be/H4rKlI42nSE
I went to trick or treat the first house on my block, spit in my face and they gave me a rock, I tried to walk away and said I'll take nothing instead, turned around to walk away and felt a rock peg me in the head :unsure: Walked to the next house directly next door, and here I see an old lady dead on the floor. I say excuse me miss, but do you have a treat? She lifted her legs and scraped flakes of her dead feet. :sick: Ran to the next house happy and giddy, here I seen a big lady holding up her tittie, I said trick or treat, she said treat or trick? And squeezed on her tittie until... bergh fuck it, it's too sick The next house up is set back in the woods. I was a little frightened, but fuck I want the goods. I knock on the door I heard a knock back and then I heard NI EMOC and yo I'm like FUCK THAT! :yikes: The next house belongs to miss Witherspoon, she said drop your pants and your treat is coming soon. I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eyes shut. A hand came out the mailshoot and flicked me in the nuts! I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst, and chilling in the drive was a long black hearse, I rang the doorbell and asked if anyone is home? "Of course little boy, have a sugar coated kidney stone" I walked across the field onto the next crib, its friendly misses Beverly in her cooking bib. I said how about some candy, she how about instead, a nice fresh home baked loaf of yeast infection bread. My bag is getting heavy so I rest on the curb and riding on his bike here comes little Larry Sher, I grabbed him by the handle and knocked him off his feet. Kicked him to the curb, and powerbombed him in the street! Now my sack of candy has doubled in size, up to the next house for my scary prize. I'm like trick or treat, treaty treat, tricky dick... he opened up his door, slapped my lips and didn't give me shit Rock through his window and ran across the street, to the big mansion I'm in Forrest street, I ringed on the dong and here comes the butler, a big grumpy tall ass Lurch looking motherfucker. I said hello mister is there something for my sack? He reached for his pocket but I think he hurt his back. It's taking him an hour, my bag is open ready, and then he finally drops it in my sack... a fucken penny. :cuss: The next house is abandoned so forget it. But wait a minute, I think somebodies living in it. I ran up to the door TRICK OR TREAT YOU CANT HIDE! It was a crackhead, he crawled in my bag and died. The next house is mine, the last on the block. My mother sitting on the porch shining up her glock, I climbed on the roof with my brother Jumpsteady and we yelled HAPPY AND HALLOWEEN AND CLOWN LOVE to the whole city.