tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72844587265272288802024-03-05T15:14:39.912-08:00Wall of Terror 2009Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-74680333881570293712009-10-29T23:21:00.000-07:002009-10-29T23:21:59.829-07:00Demon Queen by Taylor Maw<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqROdPZDYXwz5v4ETYpDvmIX8cOPF3xQHY6bQNIl5T17haDsRrjm4Ih09xU2OlHDkXtaJmO0RwCj0N0rO4_X4qSbtpt58WbFOzAuPSv5FS7gwvHLP90d5mfegJkDwFtsvfqUMZOuB0g8s/s1600-h/demonqueen_color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqROdPZDYXwz5v4ETYpDvmIX8cOPF3xQHY6bQNIl5T17haDsRrjm4Ih09xU2OlHDkXtaJmO0RwCj0N0rO4_X4qSbtpt58WbFOzAuPSv5FS7gwvHLP90d5mfegJkDwFtsvfqUMZOuB0g8s/s320/demonqueen_color.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-13008521942454933232009-10-27T19:15:00.000-07:002009-10-27T19:23:43.819-07:00Halloween Lesson by Nasan Hardcastle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqWU0SAAIHEqUrrD02ixCyYmTXK8l0Q9K10OATVW9rsV0_oPR_LnN2Z2RBB17Jct5C2JixR5m0vbIn1nqhLsjDnz-P4PGBe3IFB6TGHdeMY6-ahEiKxwLxBEC0RojqaKS8awD38Y4zz0o/s1600-h/hardcastle_wallOfTerror_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqWU0SAAIHEqUrrD02ixCyYmTXK8l0Q9K10OATVW9rsV0_oPR_LnN2Z2RBB17Jct5C2JixR5m0vbIn1nqhLsjDnz-P4PGBe3IFB6TGHdeMY6-ahEiKxwLxBEC0RojqaKS8awD38Y4zz0o/s320/hardcastle_wallOfTerror_09.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-82374711535076354062009-10-23T14:29:00.000-07:002009-10-23T14:29:45.308-07:00Wooly Willy by JT Niekamp<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkaY-HxC2wq_KVLhv8n2ANLZrC3TEMv8ByJfCPXh5AQ0KNCpedyQomm3Boc6Vl6EWDWgN_JNSaNakXIvx8WI4ylESkSsdzbxXlyDN43Oc6FIFcj_iilZ7cq6xKh_8PETclTuYOzjmRrqM/s1600-h/woolywilly-JT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkaY-HxC2wq_KVLhv8n2ANLZrC3TEMv8ByJfCPXh5AQ0KNCpedyQomm3Boc6Vl6EWDWgN_JNSaNakXIvx8WI4ylESkSsdzbxXlyDN43Oc6FIFcj_iilZ7cq6xKh_8PETclTuYOzjmRrqM/s320/woolywilly-JT.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>Um... no description necessary.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-42482161888664159172009-10-23T14:24:00.000-07:002009-10-23T14:25:56.575-07:00moonlit by Bryan P. Jacobs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It represents, if anything, the first dark moments of a werewolf/beast transformation... just before bones start cracking, and clothes start ripping, and feelings of control or resistance are overwhelmed by raw emotions and anger... kinda like road rage... :)<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-59582709712452550422009-10-23T11:17:00.000-07:002009-10-23T11:17:23.014-07:00Resurrection Mary by Jeff Davis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBl9SNMzu0TmD72mviKtcEQfsJBBeNFQJOxgi2_LRae5lZPLlbqyWwoPGLu7GW8VBiZv1x5LNYNiSWsvsVkO_1FBgxfNJaUEsqpEG6qaIZMOZpm_Gfr1ovSJFjh5jbB6MMIxsgWienG-4/s1600-h/resurrection+Mary.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBl9SNMzu0TmD72mviKtcEQfsJBBeNFQJOxgi2_LRae5lZPLlbqyWwoPGLu7GW8VBiZv1x5LNYNiSWsvsVkO_1FBgxfNJaUEsqpEG6qaIZMOZpm_Gfr1ovSJFjh5jbB6MMIxsgWienG-4/s320/resurrection+Mary.png" /></a><br />
</div>As a companion piece to the one below, I chose this story as it had similar elements to the roadside ghost. Resurrection Mary is a very famous ghost in the Chicago area. She is often sighted along a stretch of road called Archer Avenue, usually in cold weather and often during snowstorms. She is clad in a party dress and she often seems to by flagging the cars down for a ride. According to the legend, if a person does stop and pick her up, she will get in the car and tell them to drive her home. She gives the address, which the driver soon discovers is the Resurrection Cemetery, a few miles away. Upon arrival, she will thank the driver, get out of the car and literally pass through the gates and into the cemetery. But not without one more look behind, as if to say goodbye.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-35368277490906125552009-10-23T11:07:00.000-07:002009-10-23T11:07:53.439-07:00Roadside Wraith By Jeff Davis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYJ9zVryTZYM3blIwoJ-HdapROK9Pu0cINMMbFUiKrn07xLccexR84EjVE-CJj89Okf7BwH-J0sXFXO-3pw1tnYxOTrwSi_-i8xpd5Ux1gGk_duKWlxTl2U5Gsz4cNqq1sW4gS9AJfpA/s1600-h/snowstormspecter.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYJ9zVryTZYM3blIwoJ-HdapROK9Pu0cINMMbFUiKrn07xLccexR84EjVE-CJj89Okf7BwH-J0sXFXO-3pw1tnYxOTrwSi_-i8xpd5Ux1gGk_duKWlxTl2U5Gsz4cNqq1sW4gS9AJfpA/s320/snowstormspecter.png" /></a><br />
</div>So it's a year late. I started this last year for the <i>Tell Me Something Spooky</i> theme and never finished it on time. I wanted to depict the ghost of a story i heard told on the radio one year as I was driving to work. I don't remember the details, but the woman telling the story said that both she and her mother saw a man standing by the side of the road as they were driving in a snowstorm during the day. He was dressed in black with a tall stove pipe hat and was holding a black cat, and that he had a smile and a look that felt evil. She said that he looked directly at her and kept eye contact until she had passed him. He turned to keep the eye contact and then as she continued to look behind, he disappeared into the swirling snow. It was quiet in the car for a minute or so, and then her mother asked her if she had seen the man by the roadside too. This was on I-15 near the South Town mall, before the mall was built and it was mostly fields. The creepy part is that a little while later, the woman was visiting someone in Washington DC and woke up to find the same man standing at the foot of her bed, still holding the cat and smiling his evil smile.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-31749425338899491362009-10-22T19:55:00.000-07:002009-10-22T19:55:25.962-07:00Mr. Afro by Cassidy Teuscher<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgzT6BZlKKlvckCVuU_rBtNBu5QFZK86zwQknsfXJNjUhgron5PtRoYhGTwV5BWOGBIcDrYBXVFVumnx4vt4sU2o_DbnrpQ6YbwjDMocdRJDIDqn1Td31phjR9SAbkOA6ekMd-fT_HGM/s1600-h/MisterAfro.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgzT6BZlKKlvckCVuU_rBtNBu5QFZK86zwQknsfXJNjUhgron5PtRoYhGTwV5BWOGBIcDrYBXVFVumnx4vt4sU2o_DbnrpQ6YbwjDMocdRJDIDqn1Td31phjR9SAbkOA6ekMd-fT_HGM/s320/MisterAfro.png" /></a><br />
</div>Cassidy (age 8) drew this just for the gallery. It is also our very first out of state entry this year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-79120025594865143012009-10-21T18:40:00.000-07:002009-10-21T18:40:35.107-07:00The Pendant by Matt McFarland & Casey McFarland<a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/khJp20-oyAA&hl=en&fs=1&%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam">http://www.youtube.com/v/khJp20-oyAA&hl=en&fs=1&%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam</a><br />
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Click on the link to view a thrilling movie trailer that takes you to the heights of hysteria and paranoia.....oh and terror too.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-24452632155961888752009-10-19T23:28:00.001-07:002009-10-19T23:32:05.837-07:00Rock Walls by Don Seegmiller<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVlTDAdWyEsf_-GUYIVQvG9oHJGR79ZeUndY-8bN5U86qPV5gOuGI6DjRRpMLb5luhnatjUK9T_iysMlMcqOXAvipDpSG2d2oSA-KfGX5ytXIqMBzJmF7TvWCRIYg9zfkuyW1ftiCRQwk/s1600-h/rockwallsmall.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVlTDAdWyEsf_-GUYIVQvG9oHJGR79ZeUndY-8bN5U86qPV5gOuGI6DjRRpMLb5luhnatjUK9T_iysMlMcqOXAvipDpSG2d2oSA-KfGX5ytXIqMBzJmF7TvWCRIYg9zfkuyW1ftiCRQwk/s400/rockwallsmall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394565891073629746" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-53825624417847363782009-10-19T21:54:00.000-07:002009-10-19T22:04:16.889-07:00Rod & Petunia by Abe Sloan<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwOofeSvpqQD8tK-2DsZ4nnM6HkupfxN94DE9DmELpIQgtEv5yr3jhS0OlFdhmhhgCJB-0TbbcmBBhJACU7MA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Okay.... The explanation:<br /><br />Three things to be aware of: 1) This claymation was filmed in about one hour and created to coincide with the "Something Wicked This Way Comes" theme of the GoT some years back. 2) It is really, really dumb. 3) No joke.<br /><br />Enjoy!<br />-AbeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-77717503210098784882009-10-17T15:59:00.000-07:002009-10-30T21:29:06.704-07:00WOLFMAN JAX by Jaxon Pettersson<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_WSJj2hHirLJbxPd1z6fStRSWcm5P0Xb4WK34BaSlka4cHJInEzporp62PN2vMVk2E1OgviN7G4sb6JCWNdnphmCDmIhNmWlcqBsCwgk5FGbej4VNAKBkWTEij6qxhNku7X3LcM3JC8/s1600-h/Jaxon_Wolfman.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393717319915342258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_WSJj2hHirLJbxPd1z6fStRSWcm5P0Xb4WK34BaSlka4cHJInEzporp62PN2vMVk2E1OgviN7G4sb6JCWNdnphmCDmIhNmWlcqBsCwgk5FGbej4VNAKBkWTEij6qxhNku7X3LcM3JC8/s400/Jaxon_Wolfman.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
The first of hopefully many entries this year. Thanks Jaxon. SCARY!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284458726527228880.post-56802807711127611192009-09-30T16:12:00.001-07:002009-09-30T16:15:46.906-07:00Welcome, Fiendish FollowersWelcome to this year's Gallery. Entries will now be accepted and posted in the order received. Please feel free to enter as many as you like. Or just enjoy the work of others by strolling through the gallery.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0