#icepick slasher

[capybar00]

Angelo Wan: Icepick slasher (colourised)

if you can recognise the pose Angelo's doing, ily.

hey hey, i'm back after being absent for a wee bit, i was busy with uni but i was concocting a lot of things for Angelo! (especially their colours lol) i hope you all liked it, so now i can move onto drawing his beloved friends.

bloody angelo + angelo's colour palette above.

slasher oc tag: @shonkgobonk @solivagant-muse @bluecoolr @probably-a-plant-thing @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @rottent33th @mr-trick @s3thistir3d @damien-mlm

[heartfullofleeches]

give me one of your ocs, and I will send an ask about them

Uhhhh going way back with two of these but here's a few- Zachary, Harper, Gus, Ventri

Zachary is my quack of a doctor who after losing various parts of his body and leg began stealing them from others to make himself feel whole. Neither of his eyes are his and his graphs skin onto his prosthetic arm and leg. He works with my film director slasher, Elliot, and makes sure victims are ok enough for filming and taking their parts afterwards

Harper is another slasher and the cousin of my oc Miller. She has a scar through her cheek from getting her own weapon stabbed through which was an icepick. A very laid-back woman like her cousin and a mechanic

Gus and Ventri are my clown and mime/ventriloquist siblings. Gus is he/they, Ventri is nonbinary. Gus is your average merry go lucky clown and Ventri is extremely shy, using their puppets to communicate when they aren't miming things out

[judesowndaughter]

𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 . . .       Lynn and Em have boney little elbows that wedge deadly deep into her ribs like a kitchen knife. Josh is a giant compared to them, his big man-elbows blunt but gentle. Unlike Kate’s sisters (and most men, if she wants to be truthful) Josh knows his own strength and takes it into account. It’s why she’s glued herself to his side like another sibling, choking back cheap booze and too-loud giggles. God forbid they interrupt Mike and Jess’s all-important PDA break.        ❝  Oh, the cheerleader and the quarterback? That’s going to be a yikes! ❞  Kate’s thumb swipes at a speck of beer on her cheek, a gleam in her eye. Josh may be the one start to goofing, but Kate follows him every time.  ❝  Breaking them up is tempting…but I don’t think they’re making it past the twenty minute mark as it is. ❞    He’s right; by Cabin in The Woods standards, those two are doomed by default. Scream bucks the slut-shaming trend, but bog-standard slashers mandate that anyone self-absorbed and sexually active must die. And when Josh gets to talking, setting the scene with a single gesture, Kate gets it. It’s that grim anticipation that rises in her throat like bile. There’s a sorting algorithm for survival, after all — and Josh and Kate are right near the top. Church girl and genre-savvy snarker, an undercurrent of misery anchoring them to the here and now, and in horror, this is a good thing. They survive because any deep-seated happiness will be taken advantage of by the narrative, and they have none to give.    A cold, blunt epiphany lodges itself in her brain like an icepick — Carrie and Billy Loomis became killers all the same. Maybe darkness is a double-edged blade, and certain people walk along its razor edge until the Almighty Script dictates their place in the world. Survivor, slain, or killer: watch the writers decide.    Josh’s laughter cuts through Kate’s depressive detour, his tone laced with bitterness. A slow smile spreads across her face, the opposite of placating. She wants to play along, pretend they’re still joking around for the fun of it. She leans into him, bubbly giggles hidden by the back of her hand. Maybe this is why Billy and Carrie snapped; they never had each other to lean on.

   ❝  But Josh!  ❞  Kate starts, straining to keep her stage-whisper at a reasonable volume,  ❝  You forgot the Oujia board! No self-respecting demon or poltergeist is going to show until we bust that out. ❞

[wajahatonline]

Ice Nine Kills Singer Details the Band's Connection to The Shining [Exclusive]

Ice Nine Kills Singer Details the Band’s Connection to The Shining [Exclusive]

Spencer Charnas wears his love of horror on his sleeve. Seriously, he’s often photographed in a custom-made Freddy Krueger sweater. His Jason Voorhees mask, the Michael Myers style butcher knife, and Springwood Slasher glove have all been brandished onstage. It’s just the tip of the icepick – er, iceberg – for the genre obsessed Ice Nine Kills frontman. The Silver Scream, the band’s Billboard 200…

[macveigh]

Morgan frowns sympathetically and clutches her own bundle of books close to her heart. She could feel Tatum’s intense frustration as a tightening in her chest and an icepick headache near the base of her skull. Morgan winces and reaches up to massage the area near her hairline, nodding in agreeance. 

“I have not yet, no. Nor do I plan to fill the woman’s coffers by purchasing a copy.” 

She had only ever heard or read stories about the massacre that happened in  Woodsboro. And that’s exactly what it was; a week long massacre. People only ever talk about the finale, of the two boys who finally revealed their master plan to that poor girl caught in the spotlight, right before being killed themselves during the heat of the moment. Nobody ever talks about the people that came before. The trial victims, the people who were caught in the crossfire, their stories weren’t interesting enough to make the tabloids and the movie deals. 

“I will never understand the world’s habit of turning real life horror into entertainment. Fictional slashers and monsters suit me just fine.” 

@macveigh

The blonde frowns as she holds a copy of Woodsboro murders out in her hands. She wants to throw it on the ground and she wants to knock over the entire book display. Gale got her entire characterization wrong. She also did not quite like how her brother is written in here too.

"This is totally inaccurate. For one, I am not a coward. Anyone would have ran away and gotten help in my shoes. Have you read this?" She looks up at Morgan. "It's so stupid. I hate it. She made me the blonde bimbo trope! I maintained a 3.0 grade average." She pauses. "And she doesn't write my brother well either!"

[moviereview]

Ice Nine Kills Singer Details the Band's Connection to ‘The Shining’ [Exclusive]

Ice Nine Kills Singer Details the Band’s Connection to ‘The Shining’ [Exclusive]

Spencer Charnas wears his love of horror on his sleeve. Seriously, he’s often photographed in a custom-made Freddy Krueger sweater. His Jason Voorhees mask, the Michael Myers style butcher knife, and Springwood Slasher glove have all been brandished onstage. It’s just the tip of the icepick – er, iceberg – for the genre obsessed Ice Nine Killsfrontman. The Silver Scream, the band’s Billboard…

[mrmichaelchadler]

A Japanese Cousin to the Giallo Movie: Nicolas Pesce on Piercing

Nicolas Pesce calls his work “a soup of influences.” Add a dash of Alfred Hitchcock, a pinch of David Lynch, a splash of Takashi Miike, a sprinkle of Jacques Tati for sweetness; 70 minutes later, “Piercing,” Pesce’s follow up to his 2016 debut, “The Eyes of My Mother,” brims over with vivid madness.

“Piercing” is violent on the edge of nauseating, a naughty, kinky pleasure for gauging fortitude. It’s also hyper-stylized, and that stylization puts Pesce’s influences in the background while he foregrounds the film in one particular style, giallo, that Italian thriller-horror sub-genre, fittingly a soup unto itself. Giallo comprises whodunits and slashers fueled by sex, psychology, and exploitation, but “Piercing”s primary source isn’t Italian; rather, it’s the unsettling 1994 novel of the same name by Ryū Murakami.

Murakami’s book takes place in Tokyo and orbits a man with an awful need to impale his newborn baby with an icepick; he resolves to handle his problem by taking out his murderous needs on a prostitute, but as anyone who reads these kinds of stories can guess, the prostitute turns the tables on him. Pesce’s film leaves the pieces of Murakami’s work intact, casting Christopher Abbott as Reid, the man, and Mia Wasikowska as Jackie, his target. But “Piercing” transplants the material from Tokyo to Anywhere, USA, maybe New York City, maybe Chicago, certainly not Japan. That’d miss the point of the exercise.

“I didn't want to make something that felt like, you know, a J-horror movie or a pink movie,” Pesce says. “I wanted to do it in my own way.” That means beginning with Murakami, as well as the book’s fascination with Paul Verhoeven’s "Basic Instinct," and letting his other inspirations take over from there. Simply putting the book on screen, exact to a fault, has no value for him. “The book exists,” he explains, “and if you love that, that will always exist. I can't make the perfect version of that.” So Pesce pivoted by turning to Dario Argento, Mario Bava, Massimo Dallamano, and Luciano Ercoli.

Gender dynamics and sex politics, rooted in the psychosexual, are defining features of giallo. Pesce uses them to bolster “Piercing”s structure, starting with its visuals. “I felt like this was a Japanese cousin to the giallo movie,” Pesce professes. “Tokyo in my head is so colorful and bright and loud and vibrant. My version of that fell in nicely in a lot of the stylistic choices that giallo filmmakers made.” Magenta hues bathe the opening scene as Reed contemplates infanticide; Jackie’s lipstick runs as red as her flat’s walls. There are the wardrobes, too, Reed’s sharp suits and impeccable hair, Jackie’s blonde bob, slick black dresses, and the fur coat she warehouses herself in—bright colors that mirror the keystones of the giallo aesthetic.

But more integral to giallo than fashion and furniture is sex. “When I read the book, it was very much like Murakami doing a take on the ‘Basic Instinct’ style thriller,” he says, “the Western sort of psychosexual thriller, but transposing it into his world and Tokyo and that underbelly.” To get from there to giallo, he followed his instincts and mined giallo out of Reed’s clash with Jackie. If atmosphere isn’t a hint that not all’s right with Jackie, then watching her take off her black gloves as Reed pours her a drink should serve as the tip-off. “In every giallo movie, whoever wears the black gloves is the killer and the adversary,” Pesce says with a chuckle. The viewer meets the heavy immediately, and they may not even know it.

Partly that’s because Abbott plays such a convincing psychopath, but Wasikowska, no stranger to characters burdened by psychological hang-ups (see: “Stoker” and “Maps to the Stars”), is as unassuming as Abbott is menacing. The gloves are a subtle nod to giallo tradition, but Pesce happily plays with genre conventions as he hews to them. "Piercing" turns the tables on Reed, the presumed murderer-to-be, putting ownership of those gender dynamics and sex politics in Jackie’s hands. She’s in control, unlike most women in giallo, who often find themselves stalked and killed by men: “Tenebrae,” “Blood and Black Lace,” “What Have You Done to Solange?,” “Your Vice Is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key.” It’s a thing. (So are inordinately long titles.)

Sometimes women just get stalked, as in Ercholi’s “Forbidden Photos of a Lady Above Suspicion,” but the politics of control remain the same. Not so with “Piercing.” “The beauty of the story in and of itself is that it flips all the expectations on their heads,” Pesce says. “A movie like this is set up to be, like, you meet this guy who wants to kill a prostitute, he hires a prostitute and he kills her.” But “Piercing” lets Jackie be the predator and Reed the prey, adding complexity to the tension between consent and desire that’s so essential to giallo’s spirit. “It's a movie about murder with no murder,” he laughs. For giallo purists, that might sound like a birthday party without a cake. Not that giallo formula’s never been subverted—a la Bava’s “Hatchet for the Honeymoon,” or Argento’s “Tenebrae”—but it’s uncommon practice. So the role swap makes “Piercing” unique, even empowering.

“In decades’ worth of these types of movies,” Pesce muses, “you set up a girl in the beginning of the movie who's set to be a victim and the whole movie is about proving that your male lead is the hero who's going to save her. And nah, this girl doesn't need anyone to save her. She doesn’t need any help. She’s got it all covered.” So does Pesce, hitting the giallo bases and Murakami’s book while coaxing his movie toward an identity all its own. Call “Piercing” a soup, a chowder, a mélange; Pesce’s film embraces genre history while facing forward, gruesome and tender in almost equal measure.

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[capybar00]

Angelo Wan: character study

my icepick slasher, preferred method of hunting. (click on the picture for better quality!)

might open an ask for Angelo soon, so y'all can personally know them yourselves <3

slasher oc tag: @shonkgobonk @solivagant-muse @bluecoolr @probably-a-plant-thing @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @rottent33th @mr-trick @s3thistir3d (if you'd like to be tagged please lmk)

[capybar00]

Meet The Icepick Slasher: Angelo Wan

(LONG POST) owned by yours truly; original slasher character that has consumed my sketchbook pages, they can be considered my self-insert slashersona.

(they're still a work in progress for the masses, but in my head they're pretty well constructed!)

"small" compared to other slashers out there that are tall, but make no mistake, they can stab you right in the throat and they will.

around twenty-four (24) years old, stands at around 176cm (5'8), uses they/them pronouns (doesn't mind being described as a he/him or more masculine terms), has selective mutism and does their job quietly, which is usually revenge driven.

(i've added some image description for these sketches so you can read more about Angelo)

here's some sketchbook sketches of them! ↓

new updates about Angelo's colour palette, who they are friends with and which alternate universe they connect with coming soon! (hint: it's full of statues.)

Tags because that's a thing: @shonkgobonk @solivagant-muse @bluecoolr @probably-a-plant-thing @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @rottent33th @damien-mlm (i miss u)

[capybar00]

I am so so so normal about your character Angelo

(I want to squeeze him like one of those fidget toys)

he appreciates your comment about him, however he's also slightly concerned about that thinly veiled affectionate threat. 🧊

[sethistired]

ANGELO MY LOVE!!!

Angelo Wan: Icepick slasher (colourised)

if you can recognise the pose Angelo's doing, ily.

hey hey, i'm back after being absent for a wee bit, i was busy with uni but i was concocting a lot of things for Angelo! (especially their colours lol) i hope you all liked it, so now i can move onto drawing his beloved friends.

bloody angelo + angelo's colour palette above.

slasher oc tag: @shonkgobonk @solivagant-muse @bluecoolr @probably-a-plant-thing @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better @rottent33th @mr-trick @s3thistir3d @damien-mlm