#c.philomena.carmichael

[themadisynhuang]

— phantom manor, halloween rave. ft. philomena carmichael ( @guiltswept )

Sometimes Madi got that you did stuff for your art. For your look. But she considered being shoeless in some abandoned farmhouse a step too far. As the owner of the current Meadowview Farm — a modern descendant of the all-but-crumbling building repurposed into the seasonal attraction — she knew better than anyone that the floors just…weren’t clean.

So when she noticed the…bride? Whatever, in a wedding dress and no shoes, she had no choice but to stop her campaign of terror (ruining people’s costumes so she’d have a better chance of winning the costume contest) to go up to the stranger to interrogate them. “Are you seriously not wearing shoes?” Because there was no point beating around the bush. “Like, are you a runaway bride or something? Not even sneakers?”

[thecjonowelford]

CJ had actually never seen Friday the 13th, or whichever one Jason was from, just knowing the iconic horror villain from the general Halloween zeitgeist. But he figured those movies maybe explained why he offed campmates, like maybe they were being total dicks! But he didn’t want to get into that right now, especially after Philly’s revelation that Corner Jason of the Phantom Manor attraction had indeed been injured enough to be drawn to tears. 

“Ah shit, really?” The skateboarder’s face crumpled, stomach churning that he did that to someone. “Poor guy…did he say…why he was crying?” He trusted that Philly wouldn’t lie to him, but also didn’t know how they’d react to the idea that  CJ was the one who caused the tears.

on the other side of the spectrum; it took a lot to truly scare philly. they remained adamant, in fact, that they've never been scared in their life. it rung true thus far; through medical procedures and getaway chases. philomena remained stoic - though they wouldn't call it brave. just a natural survival's instinct; fear was only meant to cloud the mind - and there was enough in her head for that. they trudged through the haunted house, gazing up at each of the actors with morbid curiosity and mild eagerness to get inside the rave - only pausing once cj had stopped them.

"oh, corner jason?" philly remarked, a tilt of their head. "no, i don't believe so. you have to be incredibly unwell to off a dozen camp - goers." their hands were full of their skirt, hiked up as to not trip over it. "although, i did see a man in a jason mask who seemed to be in fetal position on the ground, a short while ago. he looked to be crying, but it was very hard to tell with the mask on - so i asked him to take it off. and he was, in fact, crying."