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Nightmare Vermont Begins

Oct. 26th, 2006 | 11:58 pm
posted by: beagley in nightmarevt

The nightmare has arrived in Vermont...

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Oct. 17th, 2006 | 12:44 am
posted by: 3v1lk1tt3n in nightmarevt

Where's the trailer? I know it exists.... I'm not just fabricating things in my mind... or am I...... Muwahahahaha.................

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Burlington Zombie Walk

Oct. 6th, 2006 | 12:12 pm
mood: Zombie
posted by: 666_1313 in nightmarevt

anyone partaking or watvhing Burlington Zombie Walk at 5pm top of Church St?

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Ho Hum.

Sep. 28th, 2006 | 12:29 pm
mood: blahblah
posted by: zomgjason in nightmarevt

Man, I am so goddamned bored at work. Sitting here at my desk in my office, working on the latest random project for Mr. Bossmanguy. Blah-de-blah, same thing, day-in and day-out. And I'm craving a cig. Psh.

So I went to Metronome for karaoke last night. Same old stuff. Sang a little, drank a little. Watched the tone-deaf people get up and try to sing songs that they really shouldn't attempt... But you go to one karaoke night, you've seen them all, right? Same with any bar out there. The same drunk college kids every night, looking for a view of some T&A.

Man, I need to find a new place to chill. Something unique.

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the assimilation has begun.....

Sep. 21st, 2006 | 02:16 pm
posted by: djdominion in nightmarevt

The D.J. has arrived and I am ready to take control.
Before this is over, someone will be crying, someone will be damaged, and the rest will be dead.
I love this game.

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Sep. 15th, 2006 | 05:33 pm
posted by: thesybil in nightmarevt

Soon, the screaming will start.....

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Bump on the Head

Sep. 6th, 2006 | 04:21 pm
location: I don't know
mood: happyhappy
music: Dripping Water I think
posted by: all9toes in nightmarevt

Ok I pissed off the DJ. Note to self - don't piss off the DJ. I woke up in the dark, bump on the noggin, wandering about eating rats (I think they are rats, warm fuzzy and mostly importantist of all yummy to my hungry tummy) It is dark, no light down here. 'til this morning (afternoon, day, evening - I don't know) a circle of light appeared above. An Angel I thought, though I suspect an angel for me might be bad news -hmm. No, it was a door, portal, the great Egress - alas, a man-hole cover. I, being slight of build and weak on raw warm fuzzys and stale water, slowly slid the cover back and dropped it on my pinkie finger. Now I am matching 9 toes and 9 fingers. Thank you DJ for the symmetry.

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The Calling Comes

Sep. 5th, 2006 | 05:09 pm
posted by: djpredator in nightmarevt

*tick tick tick tick*

And a lucky few will find out who I am this weekend.
Oh, for the sweet new blood.

Unmask, unmask, unmask. The Red Death walks at midnight.

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A Good Job is Hard to Find...

Aug. 22nd, 2006 | 05:24 pm
location: Office
mood: indifferentindifferent
music: Typing
posted by: justadame in nightmarevt

And I haven't found one yet. I'd earn more money flipping burgers of course that is before I turned them to hockey pucks. Mildred Pierce I am not. And thank god, too. That little brat Vida, I would have socked her one instead of trying to take the fall.

All I can hear is the soothing tapping of my type writer. The boss doesn't demand too much. Which is a problem. He doesn't really care to pay the electricity, telephone or any bill, really. Those little wadded papers under his desk when I first got here...yup, months of bills. The agency is in the black...however, I may need to put this machine in hock or work pro bono.

On another note, I wonder when he'll start to wonder about my motives. I didn't blink when he told me about the "mysterious" happenings. The economy is not that bad.

"What's that, Sugar? Garlic?" To the market I go.

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swimming hole

Aug. 6th, 2006 | 03:30 pm
mood: cheerfulcheerful
posted by: 666_1313 in nightmarevt

Being really too hot to continue working I go down to the sub-sub basement and open the water tight bulk-head to take a swim.

The only thing one has to be careful of is this:

O.C.Collapse )

Depending where it has roamed too...will depend if you can see directly or indirectly by surface currents.

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Less than three months...

Aug. 1st, 2006 | 11:13 am
posted by: skratchgirl2 in nightmarevt

Welcome to August, kiddies. You know what that means -- less than three months until the greatest, scariest party of the year.

Yeah, the Club is great year-round, but it's the best when it's Halloween time. I've heard that various fun and evil toys are being created and that there will be leather and vinyl and latex. Any powers that be want to confirm?

So what are your plans for this year?

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ouch...what I trip on

Jul. 31st, 2006 | 12:08 am
mood: disappointeddisappointed
posted by: 666_1313 in nightmarevt

Roaming around the basement I trip on something...Don't remember after that...

I start to stir and see a bit of motion of something or someone running...

Noticed that someone had been trying to duct tape me in knots...

Wandering if that might have been a rescue attempt, I better go check.

nothing I see indicates assistance ... but alas.. she's gone and it appears she did it herself...

In one aspect, I hope she found the way out of the basement, If she goes further into the Zone...there are FAR more worse creatures/things..back there...

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Jul. 28th, 2006 | 06:31 pm
posted by: enlar in nightmarevt

You know how reality enters into your dream world? Some say that our dreams are nothing more than random regurgitations as our subconscious sorts through the activities of the day. The other night this place intruded into my dreams.

I dreamt that I was having a quiet drink in my usual corner when I saw someone that looked like the guy from the news. This guy was a dead ringer for that serial killing pedophile that everyone was searching for.

He pushed past the patrons and headed to the bar. Instantaneously he managed to piss everyone off. His first drink did not come fast enough. His second drink was not wet enough. His third drink emptied the bottle and he had to have another of that very same kind. When the bartender explained that the bottle was empty he just stood there shaking with rage. Then someone made the mistake of tapping him on the shoulder asking him to leave. His eyes bulging from his sockets he promised his revenge.

He shouldered his way back through the crowd and at the door he shouted something unintelligible and grabbed the cute, little blonde coat check girl, dragging her with him outside. What kind of guy would do something like that? It had to be a stunt, some weird reality TV show gone wrong. Needing to know I followed him out the door.

Outside he fought to put girl in his trunk. I slide across the frozen parking lot and tackled him. We struggled and somehow I managed to get the upper hand. Aren’t we all invincible in our dreams?

Finding an icy puddle near by, I subdued him by pressing his face under the water. I pushed down hard onto the back of his skull and I could feel the ice crystallizing on my skin. A crowd gathered, watching.

I looked at them and I realized that if I let go, let him breathe, let the cops take him away, then one day he would be free to harm some other girl. In my mind this guy did not just look like the serial killer…it was him. He was the embodiment of evil, and I did not even care if he was innocent. He needed to be stopped.

I looked into the crowd and I saw the faces of his future victims. I called out to them and asked if I was doing the right thing. My hand was the hand of vengeance. I was willing to stain my soul with his black murder. If I did not do it, someone else would have to. Better it be me than to let anyone else suffer.

His hair floated in the water as I ground his face into the mud at the bottom of the puddle. I could feel his life leaving his body. My frozen fingers were warmed by the last of his body heat as he struggled to live. Finally I felt a twitch. Just a slight one. An exhausted one that signaled the end.

I woke covered in sweat. I knew it was just a dream. This place where we meet and drink is crazy enough to give us all nightmares. I am honestly surprised that this was the only nightmare I have had since I started coming here. I am glad it was just a dream.

I think it was just a dream.

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Zombie March's

Jul. 26th, 2006 | 09:55 pm
location: Forbidden Zone
mood: Walking Dead
music: Die Hard
posted by: 666_1313 in nightmarevt

Looks like someone video taped the Boston Zombie March and put it to music


just over 4min long...

but alas...zombies are not scripted this year..

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What's going on in here?

Jul. 26th, 2006 | 08:46 am
posted by: skratchgirl2 in nightmarevt

This place is dead. And I don't mean in a somebody left a body in the janitor's closet again type of way. I mean in a bad way. It's boring around here.

*slaps some people around*

Wake up!

And can we get some music in here?

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It's time to lighten the mood

Jul. 23rd, 2006 | 03:41 pm
mood: artisticartistic
posted by: maliciousgrin in nightmarevt

In my continued attempts to draw new people into our world ...

Nightmare Girl #1Collapse )

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You Ever Get That Feeling...

Jul. 22nd, 2006 | 06:27 pm
posted by: detectivedark in nightmarevt

... That you're being watched? Yeah, me too, but the funny thing is that I get it on a constant basis. Maybe that's why they call me paranoid. Maybe that's also the reason why I haven't wound up in a gutter with a shank in my kidney. I don't need some yeg tracking me back to my place to go totally sickhouse on my ass. I like my ass.

Last night though, it was more then just a feeling. It was a dark haired fellow with an ugly trenchcoat that would've looked much better had it stayed on the mannequin in Hot Topic. He spooked when I made it obvious he'd been spotted, but the question goes... Which one of you set him to task? I'm not a fan of mutts. They get distracted playing fetch.

You want something? Come on and meet me.

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Jul. 21st, 2006 | 10:21 pm
posted by: nightfacilities in nightmarevt

All right, goddamn it, who left a body splashed all over my broom closet? It's been there for days! I just spent over four hours scrubbing dried blood out of the caulking. You know, I've cleaned up your gruesome messes for over a decade and do I ever complain? No. I don't know HOW you people get blood on a twenty-foot high ceiling. Matter of fact, I don't WANNA know, but I scrub every inch of that hole of a club, following around your sorry asses with a dustpan, and I do as much to keep the authorities off your scent with a can of Lysol as all your high-falutin strutting and bribery.

BUT I CAN'T DO MY JOB if you don't tell me where I need to clean. We DON'T stuff bodies in corners without telling me. We DON'T go into my broom closet. Capishe?

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You Bastards

Jul. 21st, 2006 | 03:19 pm
posted by: panopticeye in nightmarevt

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Jul. 21st, 2006 | 02:03 am
posted by: immortal_be in nightmarevt

I walked up to the club enterance giving the bouncer a big grin before walking through the doors. I looked around the room at the people inside and decided to pull up a chair. I put my elbow on the table to support my head as I rested my chin in my palm and looked at the people already in the room or the people that chose to walk by me. How interesting.

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