#scary movies Wisconsin

[jadeannbyrne]

Jade Ann Byrne Presents Must-See Wisconsin Horror Movies: A Dive into the Dark Heart of the Midwest Based son A True Story

Jade Ann Byrne Presents Must-See Wisconsin Horror Movies: A Dive into the Dark Heart of the Midwest Based son A True Story By Art by Jade Ann Byrne Halloween is around the corner, and what better way to get into the spooky spirit than with some homegrown horror? As a lifelong horror aficionado, I’ve scoured the genre for every eerie gem Wisconsin has to offer, curating a list of must-see films…

[whumpster-fire]

Band Name of the Day: "Sex Demons From Wisconsin"

It's generally true that institutions don't make rules prohibiting things that nobody is doing (i.e., the existence of the prohibition demonstrates the existence of whatever it's prohibiting), but then I think about the moral panic back in the 1980s where people genuinely thought that shitty movies about white dudes dressing up in ninja costumes were teaching children to be ninja assassins, and passed a bunch of laws banning "ninja weapons" for which their only source of knowledge were those selfsame movies, with the result that, to this day, many jurisdictions have laws on the books prohibiting weapons which do not exist, and I reflect that every principle has exceptions.

[crmsnmth]

Hello

Version 5.5

Introductions Are stupid.

Hey. How goes it?

I'm 36. Caucasian male. Goth-punk. I live in a small-town of 2000 people right in the center of the drunken state of Wisconsin. It is not even close to as fun as that sounds, and it doesn't sound all that fun to begin with.

I listen to all music, and I'm not just saying that. I actually do. You can go through my main playlist, and you'll find everything from Slayer to Britney Spears to Alan Jackson to The Casualties to Katy Perry etc.… My favorite band of all time is the Descendents. But standing tall in second place is Amigo the Devil and Frank Turner rounding out my top 3. But you should tell me your favorites song, or one that means something to you, I need new music to memorize.

I'm mentally screwed and quite medicated. I have come to peace with this fact. I've been as stable as I can get for a good four years now. So that's neat. I am a raging cynic. I am a recovering addict, long-term. 8 Years. I am sober a little over two. I am a major cinephile, especially when it comes to the glory of the 80's slasher movie. I absolutely adore weird movies. The last film I watched that I really liked was Kinds of Kindness. I thought it was brilliant. My favorite movie of all time is Tommy Wiseau's masterpiece "The Room." I mean that 100%. That movie is the best thing to ever be put on film and I will fight and die upon this hill. I write more than any sane and healthy person should write, but I'm far from sane and I'm far from healthy. I post at least once a day, but sometimes I can post over ten. My notes app on my phone is scary looking.

I do not write for anyone's actual approval. Not even my own really. I do this because it's the only addiction I have that isn't actively trying to kill me and is actually trying to better me as a person and get in touch with unresolved feelings and places that will never have closure.

I will always love constructive criticism. But please, for the love of all the love in the world, don't just tell me I suck. I get that. It's a massive part of my whole gig. Please, give me a reason why I suck, what I'm doing wrong in your eyes. Help me to better this craft I play with. Seriously, I love it. But if you can't give me a reason, maybe it's best you keep that food-hole shut, and stop trying to be a dick, dick.

So since, I write some much, what topics to a tap dance to the grave with? I'm pretty predictable. So, this stuff: The Girl with the Ocean Blue Eyes, Kid, The Broken Mirror Girl, My Junkie Angel, The Girl from California, The Best Friend, The Drunk*, love, lost lovers, hopelessness, isolation, drug addiction, alcoholism, depression, forgotten acquaintances, mental illnesses, rage, hate, rejection, joy, insignificant moments, slices of life, laughter, beauty, self and self-reflection, self-hate, art, other writers, panic, infatuations, obsession, therapy, group homes, rehab, jail, grace, nature, loss, hope, fear, grief, anguish, philosophy, anarchism, nihilism, religion, god, the devil, ugliness, politics, serial killers, cults, suicide, death, destruction, chaos, music, validation, closure, memory, enemies, friends, rock bottom, sex, violence, rock and roll, sin, self-exploration, bipolar disorder, schizoaffective disorder, pain, self-destruction much more.

Consider this little spot your trigger warning.

I make music as well as the writing gig. Go tell me I suck at it.

I know about the typos. I am very aware. You don't need to tell me, because I'm probably not going to fix them anyway. Besides, you can figure it out.

There's bare bones about me and what I'm about and where I stand. If there is anything else you'd want to know for some godforsaken reason, go ahead and message me. I may not be real good at it, I do enjoy having fifteen second conversations.

*NOT REAL NAMES

[empressofthesunwriter]

Beauty Is A Curse

Queen B.

Beauty Queen.

Wear your mask, don't let them see.

The Girl underneath.

Hide, hide, hide under snide and pride.

Use a sharp tongue to make them bow.

You are the Queen of this school.

Beautiful, so beautiful, yet deep down, you feel so vacant.

You scream inside and no one hears.

They love your face, but what about your soul?

Beauty is a curse for sure.

Four

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(*)

Paulina was scared.

She never felt such terror like this.

And the best part was that Danny was away and couldn't even talk her down.

Shaking sitting in her Hideout, thinking about what happened these days.

When she had gone to the cinema with Star, they had seen the cardboard cutout for the newest Sayonara Pussycat movie.

Star had out loud wished to be as cute as the anime cat and...poof she turned into a chibi-version of herself.

Paulina just stared on with an open mouth at how all adored and celebrated her transformed friend.

She didn't know what to do.

Then a flash of white and black tackled Chibi-Star and they were gone.

Finally, Paulina could move again.

Star was a cruel bitch, but she was still her best friend.

So Paulina searched for her and both friends found each other in a storage room of the cinema.

Star didn't remember anything, only her head hurt.

This already was creepy and scary, however, what happened the next day to herself, set Paulina off.

Till now she couldn't explain it.

One moment she was walking outside school, enjoying her lunchtime, the next...it was like she had fallen asleep.

She only remembered how a voice that wasn't hers yelled out loud that she wasn't friends with Danny anymore before the narcotic feeling left her and she had control over her body again.

Ignoring all the confused stares of her classmates, she hightailed out of the situation.

What was going on in Amity Park?

The Latina had tried talking to Danny, but to her luck, he caught a bad cold and now was off to Wisconsin with his family to participate in the college reunion of his parents.

What should she do?

Could she do something?

That's when a crazy idea formed in her head.

Fast she returned home and sat before her computer.

She took a deep breath, tipping supernatural activities into the search machine.

Anything that had happened couldn't be explained normally...so it had to be the opposite.

For hours, she read, and read, and read till she found something that fit.

Ghosts.

What experts wrote on their powers, came really close to what she had experienced.

Signing she looked at the website.

When Danny returned she needed to talk to him.

(*)

Danny was happy and surprised at how Paulina wanted to meet up with him in a secret place.

Of course, his brain got wild ideas, which he tried to calm down.

Still...if they did kiss this whole disaster of a weekend would turn out good.

He entered the abandoned warehouse where Paulina wanted to meet him and got up on the rooftop.

There he saw her in clothes he never guessed she owned.

A big black hoody, jogging pants and sneakers.

She was absolutely cute.

"Hey Paulina.", he greeted her warmly. "How are you? You sounded frantic on the phone."

His crush stepped to him and formally threw herself into his arms.

Danny blushed up a storm but held her tight as she started to unload all that had troubled her the past weeks.

Oh dear god, he felt so guilty.

Paulina had noted all the ghost activities and that he and Tucker, when he had ghost powers for a while, overshadow her didn't help his crush at all to stay calm.

"I-I researched.", she stuttered, while Danny caressed her long black hair. "It points all out to Ghosts...Danny, I am crazy?"

She looked into his eyes, tears falling down.

No...it broke his heart.

In a way, it was his fault that she was like this.

Sam and Tucker, mostly Sam, would probably have his head for it, however, Paulina deserved to know that he wouldn't let anything happen to her.

"No you are not crazy.", he assured her and made them both sit down on the ground. "I have to tell you something Paulina, but you have to swerve to not tell anyone."

Sniffling Paulina nodded.

So he started from the beginning.

How his parents made an inactive Ghost Portal, how he walked into it like a dumbass and it turned on and transformed him into a Half-Ghost.

How since then he fought ghosts left and right and all that she had seen and experienced had to do with his superhero side job.

"I never wanted to hurt anybody, especially you, some kind of hero I am.", he ended.

Fearful of her reaction he looked up and found a pensive Paulina.

She didn't scream, she didn't call him a freak, she calmly asked more questions to understand.

It seemed like hours they sat on this rooftop till Paulina was satisfied.

"I won't say I am happy about that you and your friend overshadow me.", she made clear. "But Danny you are a hero and use your powers for good. Thank you for trusting me with your secret I won't tell a soul."

"I'm glad I could calm you down Paulina, I was worried."

Shy he took her hand and caressed it.

This made Paulina blush cutely before she leaned in and gave him a cheek kiss, which made now him blush.

Now they were both blushing messes, smiling like lovey-dovey idiots at each other.

They both felt how their relationship turned deeper and more intimate.

And maybe one day they would have the courage to tell the other what they really felt.

But for the moment Danny helped her up and asked grinning: "Would you like to go on a flight?"

"I would love to.", agreed Paulina smiling.

In wonder, she saw how Danny transformed into his ghost half.

He was still the most handsome boy she knew.

Danny picked her up bridal-style, which made Paulina gasp and wrap her arms around his neck and shoot with her into the sky.

At first, Paulina had her eyes closed before Danny encouraged her to open them.

Since she trusted him with her life she did.

"Oh my gosh!", she gasped and looked at the faraway ground and then up to the starry sky above them. "It's absolutely beautiful!"

"This is my favourite part of my powers.", confessed Danny. "I love flying!"

Paulina gripped his neck harder and let out a pretty laugh as he flowed up higher.

"I can totally agree with that!"

It seemed they flew over Amity Park for hours before Danny brought her safely home.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek, which made him blush of course and both promised to see each other tomorrow in school.

With a lighter and happier heart, Paulina falls asleep.

(*)

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[corneliushickey]

In “The Texas Chain Saw Massacre,” Feeding Your Family Comes First

By Jackson Arn for The New Yorker

It begins with not one, not two, but three prologues, each spiked with a different kind of horror. First, a scrolling text suggesting that this all really happened to the “five youths” we are about to meet, even though it didn’t. Second, glimpses of cadavers in oily Caravaggio light, culminating in a long, sociopathically calm shot of the ruined graveyard where they’ve been dug up. Third, footage of solar flares, combined with reports of nationwide disaster. What the sun has to do with anything on Earth will never be explained, though it seems significant that when we meet our five fatted calves they’re talking about astrology. (Seventies horror movies, from “Jaws” to “Invasion of the Body Snatchers,” were full of chirpy, vaguely countercultural types.) We also learn that they are driving to the little town of Newt, Texas, out of concern for ancestors who were buried in that graveyard, because what could be more virtuous than caring for your family, in death as in life?

link to full article (full text under the cut)

Being such a decent bunch, the group stops to pick up a hitchhiker, who turns out to be twangy-voiced, obsessed with meat, and deranged. His family once worked at the local slaughterhouse, but their jobs have been automated into oblivion, leaving them with nothing but nostalgia for their old day-to-day. To turn a cow into food, he says, “they take the head and they boil it, except for the tongue, and scrape all the flesh away from the bone. They use everything—they don’t throw nothing away!” Explaining all this to a van full of permed, bell-bottomed city kids seems to excite him almost as much as it disgusts them, and it may disgust you, too. But in the world of “The Texas Chain Saw Massacre”—which may, even fifty years on, just be the world—killing and looking out for your family are so closely tied as to be almost the same.

Famous horror directors tend to get pestered for origin stories. Being polite people, for the most part, they usually oblige, which is how I know that an elementary-school bully named Fred Kruger beat up Wes Craven, the six-year-old Alfred Hitchcock was sent to an actual jail cell, and little Brian De Palma used to visit the hospital where his father worked to giggle at the gore. When Tobe Hooper died, in 2017, having directed several worthy films but only one “Texas Chain Saw Massacre,” various juicy-sounding bits made the rounds. Growing up in Austin, he met a doctor who mentioned a Halloween mask made from human flesh. An aunt in Wisconsin told him about Ed Gein, the killer who converted corpses into lampshades. Years later, he was on the U.T. Austin campus the day an ex-marine named Charles Whitman climbed to the top of the clock tower and murdered passersby with a hunting rifle. He was rattled by the image of his mother having a lung removed.

The implication of these kinds of stories, or, at least, of the media’s demand for them, is that horror requires some deep psychological wound, that you’d choose to spend your life scaring people only because something scary happened to you first. There may be a dribble of truth in this, though nobody seems to demand similar explanations from, say, action directors. It’s especially ironic in Hooper’s case; few modern horror films are less interested in psychological backstory than “The Texas Chain Saw Massacre.” We’re told next to nothing about the victims’ relationships with one another, or their lives back home. No childhood trauma lurks behind the killers the way it does for Norman Bates or Michael Myers. If any -ology helps us understand these people, it’s sociology: assembly-line slaughter makes the underclasses deranged; technology makes them irrelevant; unemployment makes them hungry. Scarcity underlies almost everything the characters do, whether they’re killers or not—like that other stagflation classic, “Mad Max,” this is a story about precious fuel and the lengths some people will go to get it. The youths discover a household of cannibals because their van is low on gas and they hear a generator somewhere. Later, one of the cannibals takes care to switch off all the lights in his store—power bills being enough to “drive a man outta business”—before going off to feast on the alternative energy source he and his family have discovered.

Scarcity was an apt theme for Hooper’s film, which cost something like a hundred and forty thousand dollars to make, and features a community theatre’s worth of small-timers and first-timers. The shoot was probably illegal a dozen times over: the narrator who reads the scrolling prologue text had to be paid in weed, and the art director, unable to afford prop animal carcasses, drove around picking up actual skulls and roadkill. A graduate student named Gunnar Hansen was cast as the masked, lumbering Leatherface, the cannibal family’s designated executioner. Since there was no money for a backup costume, he wore the same clothes seven days a week, for up to sixteen hours a day, while the weather hovered around a hundred degrees Fahrenheit. I get the sense, listening to interviews with some of the actors, that they consider the rest of their lives a vacation.

The film’s first half hour strides curtly forward, doling out the who and the where and the what, with occasional twitches of lyricism in between—a dead armadillo by the side of the highway, say, or a long, mournful shot of the van as it drives off to certain doom. You can’t learn about how this film was made without gagging, but you can’t watch the results without marvelling: not one frame or line or sound effect goes to waste, since Hooper couldn’t afford any, and this gives everything a tautness that you sense somewhere in the gut before the mind catches up. Throwaway lines about barbecue and cuddly animals and planets in retrograde are, naturally, not throwaway at all, a point the script makes comically obvious when Franklin, who uses a wheelchair, asks his sister Sally, the only youth who’ll survive, if she believes in astrology. She replies, “Everything means something, I guess.”

Decades of bickering about the violence in the film—some viewers insisting that it’s too bloody, others that most of the blood is in our imaginations—has distracted from its visual beauty. This seems important to stress, since beauty, along with sociology, is what Hooper gives us in lieu of direct answers. When one of the youths walks through the cannibals’ house, she finds a room full of remains, some animal and some human. It’s an astonishing sequence, only two minutes long but seemingly an hour, scored to the clucks of a caged chicken, and stuffed with closeups of skulls intercut with the woman’s face so as to suggest one about to become the other. What’s astonishing isn’t only the lushness that Hooper finds in this deathly place. (I’ve thought too much about a certain shot of sunlight shining through a translucent bone.) It’s the fact that we seem to be looking at decorations—that, somewhere between killing and eating, these people have spared the time to make their house look prettier, for no other reason than to make their lives a little less miserable.

So far, I haven’t really talked about why “The Texas Chain Saw Massacre” is frightening, but in scenes like this it becomes not only frightening but haunting. The usual things we’re invited to take comfort in during a horror movie—the stability of the household, the loved ones who live there—are here just another piece of the horror. Who, we might ask, is this film’s true villain? Does it even have one? Leatherface does most of the killing but takes no obvious pleasure in it, and in any case Hooper instructed Hansen to play the character as mentally disabled. The hitchhiker does seem to relish the cannibal life style, but notice, too, how well his attentiveness to his grandfather, who seems unable to walk, contrasts with the way the city kids tease Franklin for a similar condition. Toward the end of the film, it is the hitchhiker who drags Sally to his elder and invites him to kill her with a hammer, apparently because the frail old man enjoys this kind of thing and could use some excitement. In how many other films is the most frightening act one of the few compassionate ones?

Extinction seems likely for these cannibals, but, a half century later, “The Texas Chain Saw Massacre” has sired a vast brood of art-house and grind-house films. Stanley Kubrick, a superfan, must have been thinking of Hooper when he conceived of those moments in “The Shining” when the ghosts drink and dance. I sense more Hooper, by way of Kubrick, in Jordan Peele’s three films so far, with their knack for scattering little clues about racism and surveillance and consumerist apathy as though the monsters onscreen are representatives of much looser, deadlier forces. I also can’t help but wonder if Cormac McCarthy, decades away from “No Country for Old Men,” was paying attention when the hitchhiker explains that the slaughterhouse has switched to killing cattle with an air gun. (De Palma, at some pre-“Body Double” date, certainly was.)

On the grind-house end of things, Hooper is still celebrated, when he’s not being reviled, for inspiring an avalanche of hardware-store butchery and final girls. The second trope is a curious one, because in nearly every later film to make use of it the female lead is rewarded for being clever or kind or virginal or brave or, if she’s Jamie Lee Curtis in “Halloween,” all of the above. There is no obvious reason that Hooper chooses Sally to survive the carnage—her brother is the far more likable, fleshed-out character. She gets lucky, and that is all. When the cannibals are preparing to kill her, there is an unforgettable closeup of her wide, bloodshot eye, which is both the window to the soul and just another potential source of energy, like gasoline, itself just the remainder of million-year-old plants, which get their energy from the big, yellow fireball in the sky. Everything, in this grim astrology, means something, and that something is fuel. And, at that point, there is nothing to do but run, very fast, to the highway and hope that the pickup truck on the horizon brakes for hitchhikers.

[babyjakes]

❄️ 15 + 1 QUESTION GAME ❄️

trying to lighten the mood over here with a tag game i was included in, thanks @starksbabie for the tag!!

1. are you named after anyone? i think i was named after one of my mom’s dear friends from childhood

2. when was the last time you cried? yesterday, listening to olivia rodrigo 😔👍

3. do you have kids? does winnie count? (no 😌)

4. what sports do you play/have you played? sooo many in childhood: basketball, softball, track, etc. figure skating and dance were the ones that stuck. these days i’m into leisure walking and skating still

5. do you use sarcasm? yes? i try to. i sometimes feel clumsy or unnatural doing it though

6. what is the first thing you notice about people? how their voice sounds, how safe or unsafe they make me feel

7. what’s your eye color? dark brown

8. scary movies or happy endings? both! though i haven’t watched many scary movies recently, after seeing one that really messed with me lol

9. any talents? my Autism Thing/Gift is music. i’ve been training in music and music theory since i was a toddler. i also consider my empathy and people skills some sort of talent or gift

10. where were you born? south korea 💕

11. what are your hobbies? writing, painting and other crafts, music composition and performance, pokemon, the sims

12. do you have any pets? my sweet sweet kitty 🫶

13. how tall? 5’3

14. favorite subject in school? music theory, creative writing

15. dream job? all through my childhood and even into the beginning of college i was set on becoming a kindergarten teacher 🥺 unfortunately teachers don’t make livable wages here and gun violence is so rampant that i decided to abandon the field

16. in place of ___, what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home? i didn’t skip any but here’s my answer anyway: the gloves my mom left in my car the last time we went shopping together, the sound of my cat’s purr, little towns in rural wisconsin

no pressure tags (a super ton of them bc i miss interacting with my friends!!): @nony-bear @eulalielatibule @hansensgirl @thebookbakery @worksby-d @foxgloveprincess @stargirlfics @jtargaryen18 @phoenix-rising-starbird-one @candy-and-writing @lilacevans @evansbby @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @jakeysangel @sparkledfirecracker @navybrat817 @chrisevansonly @munstysmind @nana1000night @brandycranby @jamneuromain @thesummerpetrichor @ttyls @levans44 @eloquentreverie @witchywithwhiskey @jen-with-a-pen @sunshine-on-my-mind @vellicore @chxrryhansen @cats-and-sheep @heck-heckers-hecking @bambibabysblog @bucky-boo-bear @chcmpagnes @myrealmstuff @bejeweled-mastermind @hallecarey1 @melissaceciliah @rosierosierosie307 @mutual-monsters @uhmellamoanna @minoots @babyblue2244 @lostandlonelyduckling

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

15 questions, 15 mutuals

Thanks for the tag, @rachelsversion1 and @reyestrandd 🫶 💝

Are you named after anyone? Possibly? Once when I was little, I swear I remember my mom saying there was a girl in her high school class who name Kerry was spelled like mine, in addition to it being the name of a county in Ireland. But in later years, she doesn't remember this and insists she chose the name off the county in Ireland.

When was the last time your cried? Ehh recently... either Monday night or the time before that when I closed at work- our team trainer wouldn't stop harping at me to vacuum the underside of the case (when we were already behind) and she kept saying our manager would be furious if we didn't, and I was just getting so upset going home cause like I have actually closed with our manager more than she has, and if we are behind like we were that night, he doesn't care about that. Also it's under a panel so no one would notice! (as you can see, I've let it go lol).

Do you have kids? Nope!

What sport do you play/have played? When I was in middle school, I played softball, and was mostly terrible (I think in three years, I literally hit the ball once lol). But for some reason I was able to tell if a pitch sucked and so I got on base quite a bit from getting a "walk" from not swinging at a bad pitch.

Do you use sarcasm? Sometimes, but I have a real trouble with understanding it in person, because I come from a very sarcastic family with someone who is sarcastic 90% of the time, but if you react to what she is saying like she is being sarcastic, then she will pretend to throw a huge fit, and if you act like the fit isn't genuine then boy are you in trouble... so I tend to be embarrassingly bad at understanding sarcasm.

What's the thing you first notice about people? What they're wearing almost always. Like if I see women walk by at work I always want to yell out, "that sweatshirt is so cute! Where did you get that!"

What's your eye color? Brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings for sure; scary movies are for looking up the plot on wikipedia lol

Any talents? No but I wish... I walk very softly and people always think I'm sneaking up on them but that doesn't really seem to count lol

Where were you born? A city in Wisconsin, but different from the one where I live now

What are your hobbies? Writing is the biggest; writing and watching shows and thinking about what I want to write about lol.

Do you have any pets? Yes, my tortie kitty Pumpkin, or Punkin - she is a sass bucket 🥰

How tall are you? 5'2"

Favorite subject in school? English or History; anything reading or writing or non-math related.

Dream job? THE dream would be a murder she wrote type thing; living alone in a cottage and writing my silly stories and getting paid for it. But having a job where I could go in the morning, leave at a good time in the afternoon, be able to sit down during the work day and just complete a project and move on to the next one without having to talk to customers, and make enough money doing that; that honestly is a dream worth dreaming at this point. No pressure tagging: @dreamingofmickeywaffles @manicpixiedreamb0y @elevatehearts @ellena-asg @poppy-in-the-woods @baubeautyandthegeek @hydesjackiespuddinpop @paperstorm @tailoredshirt @draculakells @firstprince-history-huh @kiloskywalker @not-roman-and-not-a-god @carlos-in-glasses @love-ivygrace

[webedragons]

15 People, 15 Questions

I was tagged by @thehiddenbaroness Thank you!!! 

1. Are you named after anyone?

My first name no, but my middle name is from my great grandma on my mothers side. It means "light" which I like. 

2. When was the last time you cried?

I had a stress cry at work two days ago lol, we had a no call no show and I was there 6 hours later than scheduled. 

3. Do you have kids?

No and no thank you.

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

None unfortunately, I was homeschooled so team sports werent really a thing. I recently tried rock climbing and really liked it, and I really want to take dance classes of all sorts!

5. Do you use sarcasm?

I would never. 

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I think i notice how people sound first, i like voices and I recently realized I have some aphantasia anyways, faces are hard for me. I think second I notice clothing, not in a snobby way but in a textile nerd way!

7. What’s your eye color?

Hazel. 

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Both at the same time! I’m a big fan of movies like crimson peak (mostly for the costuming though). 

9. Any talents?

I’m a decent singer and a pretty good cook and baker. I don’t know if I would say any of those are talents, but they’re things I've practiced a lot. 

10. Where were you born?

in  the state of Wisconsin, USA. 

11. What are your hobbies?

Textile arts mostly! Crochet, knit, embroidery, Tunisian crochet, hand sewing. I’d love to pick up weaving, spinning, and quilting, but I have limited space. I do also like a good hike, usually with my dog. I play some video games, more now that I graduated, and I read almost everyday! 

12. Do you have any pets?3! A dog a cat and a hamster :D I love them all, they keep life interesting. 

13. How tall are you?

Five foot six on a good day, when I’m not slouching lol. 

14. Favorite subject in school?

English I think, with science as a close second. 

15. Dream job?I just graduated with my nursing degree and I think right now my dream is to get experience in that field. Eventually the dream is to work as a wound care nurse, but like part time? So I can have hobbies like, gardening and owning chickens, because I have always wanted chickens. 

No pressure, those of you who I'm tagging! Just something to perhaps fill an idle few minutes. Sending all of you hugs, forehead kisses, and high-fives per your preference :P @morwensnonsense @cosmiccoincidence @highempressofdirt @icameoutonthetardis @bitchterra @rainstorm-banshee @guppiesforsale @officialgleamstar @maryellencarter @callmebliss @mercedesdfu @kai-eats @omgpoindexter @bythebyandbithebi @curlyhairedbooklover @boldlyygo @fulgurite-and-petrichor

[boostockingbaby]

15 Questions, 15+ mutuals

Thanks for the tag @mariacallous

Were you named after anyone?

Saint Mary Magdalene herself

When was the last time you cried?

Listen, I’m not proud of it, but yesterday there was a video of the Wikipedia page for CBT (NOT Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy, the other one) vocoded to the US National Anthem and I laughed so hard I cried.

Do you have kids?

No. I’d like to eventually someday, but I’d also be fine if it never ends up happening for me.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I use it sometimes, but I’m way less defensive than I was as a teenager.

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

How they’re acting. I’m not very good at putting names to faces, but I wish I was!

What’s your eye color?

Blue-gray

Scary movies or happy endings?

Either!

Any special talents?

Speed-reading? I have many good qualities, but they’re not really the kind of talents that would be fun to show off at a party— unless we’re having a trivia night, and then I do pretty well in everything except the sports category. I can do decent impressions. Many people say that, but I actually can.

Where were you born?

Milwaukee, Wisconsin

What are your hobbies?

Reading, writing, editing, cooking, hiking, tabletop rpgs, being silly on tumblr and discord. I try to have a balance of many different things!

Have any pets?

No— my apartment is too small right now.

What sports do you play/have you played?

I am not a sporty person, but I did small-circle jujitsu for a year and a half before I moved, and I loved it! I would like to find another dojo, but I also can’t really commit to anything right now. I was forced to do Scottish Highland dance for a few years as a child, which I was not particularly good at. I also was involved in shooting sports through 4-H for over a decade, first as a safety thing, then branching out into other disciplines.

How tall are you?

5’ 11

Favorite subject in school?

English

Dream job?

Forensic Psychologist with a particular focus on policy advocacy, developing community-based solutions, and making services accessible to under-served and isolated areas— with a side of fiction writing under a pseudonym for fun.

tagging @theboarsbride @atomic-two-sheds @mad-prophet-of-the-airwaves @crocodilenotes @sarahchagalls @meme-streets @knifebucket @palis-delon @thatsonebigoof @greetings-from-mordor @curly-cottage-girl @tybaltsjuliet @mllecosettefauchelevent @forthegothicheroine @gorevidalscaligula @hunterbiden @stripesysheaven @gracefullysaint @tanaudel @pendraegon @cithaerons @lovelyamneris @hotcassavetessummer @changelinq @sweetfluffernuts @mifhortunach @emiliosandozsequence  @laurabeatrix

[jnstudios2]

An Evil Friend

How Jordan and Vlad met

It was a dark and bitter night for poor Jordan who just ran away from home. She just learned the truth about her parents who lied and used her to turn her into a weapon to get whatever they wanted. The blue heart shaped necklace she wore, turned into a universal beast to win their battles, and lied to her to cover everything up. Jordan found out and was heart broken that her parents would do something so horrible to her,..their own daughter. Now she was in this abandoned building, hugging her knees tightly, and shedding tears that went down her face. “ why? Why did it have to be me? “ she said softly “ I.. never wanted any of this!” She said, hugging herself tighter. “ Nicktoons unite, anyone..please..help me out of this nightmare!” She cried her broken heart out then buried her face while hugging her knees, feeling she was going to be trapped in this nightmare..forever.

But while she cried

The whole setting of the place suddenly began to change, with lights starting to dim and the air started to turn cold as A figure with glowing red eyes appeared in the spooky and eerie atmosphere it created when it appeared. It chuckled “ my, my, the poor child suffers such deep sorrow “ the figure said as she slowly lifted her head up and looked around, wondering who just spoke to her. “ Is someone there?” She said as the figure chuckled, lurking in the spooky and eerie setting. Jordan quickly got up from the floor and hugged herself when the cold air went around her and was scared when the wicked chuckle echoed through her mind. It was like a scary movie, she was walking through the setting, scared while looking around, and feeling the cold air going around her to shiver her in fear. The figure smiled as it hit some crates when they rattled to scare her when she turned to them, terrified after she heard the noise and went towards them and looked around. “..hello?” she said while looking around to see if someone was there. The figure smiled wickedly as they appeared behind her showing their fanged smile and their glowing red eyes when she backed off scared and bumped into it behind her, freezing her in fear. She unfortunately knew that she wasn’t near any crates behind her to bump into, scaring her when the figure smiled wickedly. With that discovery, she slowly turned to see what was behind her, she was terrified to see who it was.

There, floating a bit off the floor, folding his arms was the arch villain of Danny Phantom, the Wisconsin ghost himself..Vlad Plasmius. Jordan looked terrified to see the wicked villain as he grinned at her “ Hello..Jordan” he smiled wickedly to scare her. “ you’re..you’re Vlad Plasimus!” She said scared as he put his gloved finger on his chin, curiously “ ooh someone knows my name “ he said to her as she hugged herself when his shadow was over her. “..how did you know my name?” She asked the devious villain when he grinned at her scared look “ why, I know everyone about you my dear” he said flying around her as she hugged herself. “ I heard your cries child, and I came to help “ he said when he was beside her now “ you poor child, ran away with a broken heart shattered by the ones you loved, and have nowhere else to go, how tragic “ he said, grinning ,wiping some tears from her face and lifting her chin until she moved her face away from him. “ What do you want from me? “ she asked him as he grinned “ I would like to be your friend and help you of course, I didn’t come here for nothing you know “ he said “ my..friend?” She said as he grinned. “ everyone needs a friend, even though the toughest of times, and I would like to be yours” he told her “ but unfortunately we don’t have time to waste, for you see, I have a special little offer if you really want out of this nightmare of yours,” he smiled wickedly as she was stunned to hear this.

“ an offer?” She said as he chuckled “ yes, I came here to give you a special little offer to help you out of this nightmare “ he smiled wickedly as she held her arm with tears still in her eyes. “ But the question remains Jordan, do you really want out of this shattered life of yours?” He asked her as she turned to him and slowly nodded her head to acknowledge him that she did want out of her shattered life. “ well then, here’s my offer to you “ he said “ I will take you in, take care of you, and be your friend, if only.. you agree to join me” he smiled wickedly, scaring her to hear his offer. “ what?!” She said as he chuckled at her scared look “ you heard me child, I want you to join me” he said “ but..why me?” She asked him. He took her hand “ why not you? You been through so much, I can feel a power in you just waiting to be unleashed, and I can also feel the anger, burning like a fire from the betrayal of the ones you loved and trusted” he said, hugging her as she did have to admit that she was mad at what has happened to her lately. “ So Jordan, what will it be? Stay in this shattered nightmare..or get a better life when you can finally be yourself “ he said as he brought his hand to her. Jordan unfortunately knew that she didn’t have much of a choice, It was to stay trapped in this nightmare of being a monstrous weapon and to suffer in their lies or join him for a better life. With that thought and tears in her eyes, Jordan took a deep breath, looked at her hand, ..and slowly reached out for his hand to tell him that she was taking his offer. He grinned as she looked at his hand sadly that this was the unfortunate choice she had to make. He grinned “ a wise choice you made, a very wise indeed “ he smiled as she stood quiet. He grinned at her“ come along child, I got something to show you “ he chuckled, taking her into the darkness to disappear out of the abandoned building to begin her better life.

[alakeeffectgirl]

15 questions, 15 mutuals

Thanks for the tag @starrybouquet!

1. Are you named after anyone?

A Southern rock band

2. When was the last time you cried?

like two hours ago at an episode of ST:SNW

3. Do you have kids?

nope, do not want

4. What sports do you play/have played?

none, I was terrible at sports even before all my health problems had names

5. Do you use sarcasm?

I try

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

hmmm, not sure - maybe if they make eye contact? (I am not the best at eye contact, either)

7. What’s your eye color?

hazel

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings (usually, but I like a scary movie on occasion)

9. Any talents?

I feel like my writing skills are decent, I can play the violin, um - yeah that's probably it

10. Where were you born?

Wisconsin, USA

11. What are your hobbies?

watching things and writing about them <-- this

12. Do you have any pets?

two cats

13. How tall are you?

5'0"

14. Favorite subject in school?

It's been a while, but English was usually my favorite

15. Dream job?

dream job? how about not having to have one...

[forgetmenotsassenach17]

15 QUESTIONS FOR FRIENDS

Tagged by the lovely @flyinghome-againstthewind . I almost never share about myself online but l like these questions so let’s do it. 💕

Are you named after someone? My middle name is the first name of one of my grandmothers and my other grandmother picked out my full name.

When was the last time you cried? In the middle of April. I got some potentially very concerning health news (an eventual good outcome) and I was very stressed and scared.

Do you have kids? I don’t. I know I don’t want to birth any children myself and I don’t know if I want to have kids any other way besides being an epically cool auntie to all of my friends’ kids.

What sports do you play/have played? I played soccer for a few years in middle and high school but was not good. Now I run and do other workouts to hopefully postpone the inevitable decline of my body. 😂

Do you use sarcasm? With aplomb. I have realized the more comfortable and safe I feel with someone, the more sarcastic I am with them, so if I’m being sassy, you’ve made it with me.

What's the first thing you notice about people? Usually their overall demeanor or disposition.

What's your eye colour? A bluish grey that I have never really been able to figure out.

Scary movies or happy endings? No scary things ever, thanks. Happy endings only for me. Real life is enough horror.

Any talents? Does being able to name all 50 US states in alphabetical order in about 20 seconds count as a talent?

Where were you born? Wisconsin

What are your hobbies? Reading, writing, going for walks

Do you have any pets? Not at the moment but I try to visit my cat nieces as much as possible and would love to have another dog

How tall are you? 5'7”

Favourite subject in school? Social studies, history, politics and government

Dream job? Professional reader of books (with a generous salary, impeccable benefits, and no meetings) would be ideal.

I think everyone I want to tag has already been so please share your answers!

[maplesunflowers]

I was tagged by @piscesgirl2020 , Thank you!~

Are you named after anyone? No.

When was the last time you cried? A few weeks ago

Do you have kids? HA! No

What sports do you play/have you played? I was forced to play soccer as a kid (I was really bad at it), and I was also on a bowling league. Bowling is the only sport I actually enjoy playing.

Do you use sarcasm? Yes, mostly when I'm bitching about something

What is the first thing you notice about people? Usually how they're dressed/what's on their person. I'm usually trying to see if i can spot anything that indicates we have common interests

What's your eye color? Blue-green mix

Scary movies or happy endings? Scary movies

Any talents? I can sing but I'm really anxious to do it in public

Where were you born? Wisconsin. USA

What are your hobbies? Reading, Writing, Cosplay, Watching Youtube Essays, Beachcombing, Doll Collecting

Do you have any pets? Not currently 😔, but I used to have a dog, she was a chow chow named Ginger, and a rat named Griffin

How tall are you? 4'11/150 cm (I am a smol)

Favorite subject in school? Choir

Dream job? Folklorist, I specifically am interested in studying how folklore and urban legends have evolved in the modern era, especially in the internet age.

I tag: @spidertalia @irlusa @9pilkytf @koolkat9 @floralcrematorium

@disneyprincessdxminatrix

[simgrump-main]

15 Questions for 15 Mutuals

Are you named after anyone? - I’m named after my grandma. :-)

When was the last time you cried? - Got a little teary watching a video of a guy who lost his three year old daughter in Hurricane Katrina. 

Do you have kids? - Fur babies only.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? - Not really.

What sports do you play/have you played? - People won’t consider it a sport, but I was in color guard in high school.

What’s the first thing you notice about other people? - How big they smile. 

Eye colour? - Dark Brown.

Scary movies or happy endings? - As much as I like scary movies, I really enjoy happy ending movies these days.

Any special talents? - Not really.

Where were you born? - Wisconsin. I’m a cheesehead for life.

What are your hobbies? - Gaming is my main hobby. I like writing too, but have kind of fallen off of that bandwagon.

Do you have any pets? - 2 dogs, 2 cats, a canary, a parakeet, and a chinchilla.

How tall are you? - 5′2″, shorties unite!

Fave subject in school? - I loved biology and environmental science

Dream job? - Something in video game development. I’d love to write stories for video games. 

Thanks for the tag @introvertedfox! 

Tagging anyone who wants to do this! I’m late to the party on this one!

[sinsofsummers]

15 questions + 15 mutuals

rahhh ty for the tags!! @cupofjoel @thetriumphantpanda @swiftispunk

were you named after anyone?

yes! my first name (laura) was a modification of my maternal grandmother's name, loreen. my middle name (mae) is also my paternal grandmother's middle name!

when was the last time you cried?

monday morning at work. cause i was homesick. i was so delulu that day though

do you have kids?

nope nope nope! can't even see myself being responsible for a kiddo i'm hardly responsible enough for myself

do you use sarcasm a lot?

fuck no. u kidding? never heard a more heinous accusation in my LIFE.

(so i do actually use sarcasm like it's dopamine. shoot that shit straight into my veins)

what's the first thing you notice about people?

their smile methinks. general facial expression is usually helpful for me to figure out the vibes

what's your eye color?

brown! little flecks of gold around the pupils i'm told, call me y/n

scary movies or happy endings?

a third option; the most devastating ending that has me dehydrated from crying

any special talents?

i've been playing piano since i was like five and i like to think i can make people laugh

where were you born?

wisconsin, usa ! the good old cheese state where we drink beer for breakfast and have a "___ fest" for everything imaginable (ex: cheese fest, chicken fest, summerfest, lifest, brat fest, country fest, etc)

what are your hobbies?

reading, writing, analyzing tv shoes & movies, going to see the sunrise with sleep still clouding my vision, writing mediocre poetry, writing (hopefully) skillful prose

have any pets?

i have a little morkie at home in my hometown, i miss her v much her name is lucy

what sports do you play/have you played?

i've danced from the age of 3 to like 18, i played softball somewhere in there, and ran cross country (deeply regrettable) for two years

how tall are you?

5'10"

favorite subject in school?

english (major duh), history (smaller duh, still big duh), surprisingly i had a thing for calculus too

dream job?

big time, full time author putting out the book that i'm writing now!

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this has been all over my feed recently so if you've already done it or don't feel like it, don't feel obligated! @huffle-punk @jupiter-soups @gracieispunk @joelmillers-girl @pedgeitopascal @tommymilllers @thursdaywritings @myillusions @tightjeansjavi @djarins-wife @cavillscurls @mkspector @dinsdjrn @juniperandthornz @chaotic-mystery

[ear-worthy]

“Digital Folklore” Podcast: Where Scary Meets Smart

Podcasting is a safe space for all varieties of monsters. There are more than 175 podcasts about zombies, 47 about werewolves, at least 200 about witches, and 34 about vampires. In two of those podcasts, the co-hosts believe themselves to be vampires. I don’t recommend attending their live shows.

The new Digital Folklore podcast has an entirely new and unique take on monsters. This new immersive podcast shines its light on digital monsters. The first episode, which debuted this week, takes on the internet myths of Slender Man and Momo. As the show notes reveal, “this episode introduces us to two monsters who were birthed on the internet but couldn’t be contained there.”

With topics ranging from the absurd to the unsettling, the Digital Folklore podcast is an accessible and entertaining way to learn about folkloric concepts and societal truths.

Immersive podcast is a term thrown around carelessly these days, like woke and cancel culture. But Digital Folklore delivers even more than expected. The first episode was like a rich symphony of sounds and sonic texture.

The sound design and production here is pure ear candy. There are sonic layers that are incredibly intricate to pull off. This sound team doesn’t need video to saturate listeners in its lurid world.

The background music is appropriately ominous, drifting into the creepy. The two co-hosts are superb at enhancing the macabre mood, and the storytelling makes the listeners feel as if they’re at a campfire listening to scary stories. Then the narrative introduces listeners to a series of experts who offer a lesson in ostension, monster theory, and moral panic.

If you think, this is the podcast version of a cheesy horror movie like M3gan, you’re wrong. Listen to co-host Perry Carpenter during the first episode: “There’s a concept in Folklore. It’s called ‘ostension’ and it describes something very much like this. How the stories we tell push into the real world. It’s like the idea of manifestation. It is a building of a bridge between our imaginations and the physical world. But what about when manifestation actually happens? What about when we bring things into existence that we never really wanted to exist? When something horrible manages to cross the bridge”

Speaking of the co-hosts, there are insanely good.

Perry Carpenter is the founder of 8th Layer Media, which produces the show. He’s the author of two books and has published way too many research papers and online articles. Perry is also the creator and host of the “8th Layer Insights” podcast, which explores the human side of cybersecurity. His day job is that of Chief Evangelist and Strategy Officer for cybersecurity training company, KnowBe4.

Mason Amadeus is 8th Layer Media’s creative director, lead audio engineer, and other co-host of the Digital Folklore podcast.

Mason’s background in audio began as a hobby before he transitioned into an eight-year, multifarious career in terrestrial radio. Amadeus is also a freelance podcast producer, voice actor, sound designer for live theater productions, and collector of tedious hobbies.

Carpenter and Amadeus (doesn’t his name sound like a character from a Dan Brown novel?) gel nicely together, plunging listeners into the universe of internet monsters with a mixture of intellectual curiosity and spooky theorizing.

Unless you believe the show is all about scaring listeners and eliciting that dopamine blast of anticipation, be forewarned. The show hews closely to mundane facts. In the first episode, for example, the hosts mention a murder in Wisconsin of a young girl by two young girls who believed the victim was Slender Man. But the hosts ground that internet meme when they interview an author who explains that one of the perpetrators was an undiagnosed schizophrenic whose visions included that of Slender Man. Rather than a case of supernatural intrigue, it’s tragically another case of the failure of our mental health care system.

The production studio that created Digital Folklore is called 8th Layer Media. The company is just entering the podcasting space with one other podcast called 8th Layer Insights, which takes listeners on a multidisciplinary exploration into how the complexities of human nature affect security and risk. Topics include cybersecurity, psychology, behavior science, communication, leadership, and more — “delivered in a focused, easy-to-digest, and creatively lighthearted fashion.”

Its next podcast to be released is My Podcast Journey, where Carpenter and Amadeus offer to give is a full peek behind the curtain, ‘open sourcing’ their entire process, as well as interview and learn from other prominent creators. Covering everything from tools and workflows to business and logistics, this show aims to give a pragmatic, useful, and deeply-detailed look into every aspect of creative work.

Carpenter and Amadeus call themselves “analytical weirdos” and the term fits snugly on them. Consider how they came up with the name of their media company, 8th Layer Media.

“In the field of information technology, there is a concept called the ‘OSI Model’. It describes seven abstract ‘layers’ which computers use to communicate across networks. From the physical/electrical (layer 1) to the visual/interactive (layer 7), it is a useful tool for considering the technical aspects of a network — but when thinking in terms of security, the OSI model neglects the most crucial factor: People. The 8th Layer.”

Aren’t these the perfect two people to create and host the Digital Folklore podcast about internet monsters?