14 October, 2018

and I never had much money, I never been quite satisfied

So, I was going to go to Macando's Haunted Island until I read the description:
"Danger!! Horror Sex Place, Kidnapping, Rape, Forced Sex, Humiliation, Torture, BDSM, RLV, Hidden Dungeon, Asylum, Tavern, Cemetery, Porn Cinema, RP, Rent a Shop or Home.
"Earn Money as Stripper. Sluts, Whores, Slaves
"/*Windlight Sky: "Places-Embryo*/"
....Oh. Never mind, then.

So instead, we're going to Serenity Spring's HAUNTED HOUSE instead. Their bio reads:
"It's our 12th Season!!!! Be ready to be scared and spooked at SERENITY SPRINGS HOUSE OF HORROR. keep an eye out for all the skeletons lurking around as well as the zombies, ghost and the scariest of clowns just waiting for your arrival. Have Fun!"
Jumpscare central, then. Hmm.



Oh, boy, talk about busy. Scream--"Go back!"--scream--crows cawing--scream--"Go back!"--scream--"You're all insane!" Repetitive QUICK sound loops, my favorite.



Their maid's seen better days. Still being inundated by sound effects. Crows cawing--screams--evil laughter--"Don't, please!"--cackling--bubbling cauldrons--"No, stop!"--sobbing--screaming.



Whatever world this house exists in, where people would be bound with rope and masked before being butchered--because that seems to be the implication--doesn't make sense to me.



I'm going to say whoever built this, just threw everything they had out. Twelve years running. So much screaming and moaning and child lullabies and weird laughter, no distinction between rooms. Every room has blood, fog, butchery, kids, ghosts....it's too much.

And the Grimworx Poltergeist TV set piece is really starting to show its age.

"Get out..."--babies crying--hissing--moans--chains clinking--"You're mad!"--cackling laughter--"Stop it!"--bubbling vials--"Welcome..." Over and over and over and OVER again, unending.



Oh, look, two more game rips. They're twins! Plus baby's laughter--screaming--"Is there somebody there?"--howling--dark laughter--"You're all insane!"--rats squeaking--*Christmas* carols played on a music box, of all things--screaming--violin swells--female sobbing--hissing--"Brains..."



And Patient Alice, yet another game rip, in the same damned room. I'm done. It's too much.

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hide away, they say, 'cos we don't want your broken parts

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