The Losers Club as Albums 2/7
Stan Uris-Electra Heart(2014) // Marina and The Diamonds
Yeah, I wish I’d been, I wish I’d been, a teen, teen idle
Bill / Eddie / Richie / Ben / Beverly / Mike
Based on a convo with me and my moot @annabellelee1849 so enjoy I guess
So I was listening to O’ Superman, Mitskis why didn’t you stop me? and Melanies Sippy cup I couldn’t help but think this might’ve been a scene in the book but also a cut scene from a movie that might’ve been in the directors cut.
It starts with Patrick killing and dismembering a prostitute and after he’s done he’s on barbiturates and soon he tries to stay awake but he accidentally falls asleep
And he soon wakes up in his childhood living room and he’s now 8-10 years old again. He finds himself wondering why he’s here when his mom comes in and asks how her baby boys doing. He asks his mom what he’s doing here but she just doesn’t hear him and gives him a sweet treat and asks how his day has been and soon she just looks at him while still smiling eyes wide. But it’s not her smile he remembers. It’s uncanny and lifeless at best but he just asks what she’s doing. It’s then she asks why he murdered that girl. It’s then Patrick soon cries and tells his mom he didn’t mean to but his mom keeps asking and it’s when he screams I don’t know he wakes up.
But he can’t move. And no matter how hard he tries he can’t move. It’s then he sees a shadow in the corner of his room and he threatens the intruder but he soon hears a voice come out of him. Saying it missed him. Patrick recognizes it as his mothers.
But it sounds distorted and way too broken to be hers. Like a broken vinyl.
But he still tries to call out to her.
And when his mom walks towards him Patrick sees that she’s not looking alive anymore.
She looks dead. But not like a rotting body that he’s used to seeing. It’s more like a fresh corpse at a morgue. And no matter what she comes and cradles his head closer and calls him her baby boy no matter what. And it’s there Patrick begins silently crying while this corpse of his mom wipes them away and says it knows he didn’t mean to kill that poor girl
And it’s then Patrick wakes up.
He looks around breathing heavily and soon can’t sleep now so he goes to his living room to watch the slasher films he’s rented but
He still wonders
If that was his mom. Or was it just his hallucinations
All I’m saying is if Alice in wonderland and Pinocchio managed to get a dark gritty psychological horror game then we need a Red Riding Hood horror game where red riding hood gets cursed by the big bad wolf to become a werewolf and how she has to find a way to reverse the curse while being hunted down by the woodsman who’s a hunter in the exotic creatures. I’m just saying
Billy Loomis in gothic Lolita?
thank you 😁 for the request 😏👽anon!
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Summary: Before enacting their plans, Billy and Stu need to be sure they’re physically fit enough to pull it all off, leading to ridiuclousness. (Based on this anonymous prompt, thank you so much for sending it in!! Warnings because there is mentions of canon-typical violence. Hope y’all enjoy the fic!! xo)
“If we’re really going to do this, we should start training,” Billy says idly, like they’re discussing running a marathon rather than a murderous plot.
Stu laughs at first, before realizing that Billy is serious. “Train? Like, go hunting?”
“No, dipshit,” he replies, but there’s a lack of venom in his voice. “Have you ever seen a movie where the victim just lays back and lets the killer stab ‘em? People are gonna fight back, and we can’t afford any mistakes.”
It’s a good point, Stu concedes, and thus begins their ridiculous regime of what he likes to call “Killer Camp”, and even though Billy rolls his eyes at the title, Stu knows he finds it funny as well.
True to its name, Woodsboro has many spots that are thick with trees and shielded by the dark of nighttime, giving them an ideal place to practice. With nothing but two flashlights and two knives, the boys set off into the forest at least once a week. It sort of feels like playing a combination of hide-and-seek and tag, except when you get caught, the other person pushes you to the ground and presses a semi-dull blade to the side of your neck.
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