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“I’ve never really liked looking normal, and I’ve always liked a faintly bleached-out look, so I was really happy about the way the cameraman lit me as Morticia. The makeup was very intense. I had stickers attached to my temples; rubber bands that met behind my head and then on top of that the wig, fake nails and eyelashes and the corset – individually they add up to something monumental. It was hard to move. There were certain things one could do with one’s hands but that was about it. Fortunately, I wanted to keep Morticia very iconic and still. She’s not fractious at all. She’s very settled in her body language. I had a bonfire of the vanities at the end of the movie where I took all the fake stuff, made a pile and set it on fire.”

Get the look! In the countdown to Halloween, here’s the fabulous Anjelica Huston’s behind-the-scenes breakdown for The Guardian newspaper in 2018 of how she was transformed into Morticia for The Addams Family (1991) and Addams Family Values (1993). The process she describes with rubber bands stretching her face taut was a commonplace old showbiz trick employed by the likes of Marlene Dietrich, Lucille Ball, Barbara Stanwyck and Eva Gabor in Green Acres. Apparently, it was painful and gave Huston headaches – but the results were worth it!

I really like Razzia I couldn't care less about Gant but somehow he made it in there

Love is real and I'm distraught over it

Seen above: Cadaverous Crypt dungeon concept by Jim Moore

Cadaverous Knight

Grieve for the soul in death dishonored. —Shadow Guild saying

Artist: Dermot Power TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1336101784-cadaverous-horrortale-sans-x-reader-slow-burn And up with the next chapter of the Horrortale goodness (not so goodness, but eh, you know what I mean) >:D Got some very tasty lore for you guys....and some more horror. Of course. 

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oh. oh my god

what do any of these words mean

how in the world am i supposed to roleplay as announcer when he uses words like these

im goijginsane it's four in the morning

"munificent," "fissure," "vivacious" what

i. im going to spontaneously combust

if any of yall came from the announcer rp blog expect to see a change in personality and words 'cause holy shit

used to have mx weaver and sir harmonia help me for fancy words at times but. :pure_horror: from cjfs

might need a bit more practice for his character now

oh well

--heart

"Vampira was the first exaggerated woman I ever yearned to meet. As a child, she never looked scary to me; I thought she was pretty." John Waters In Memoriam: the fabulous Finnish American actress and pin-up model Maila Nurmi (11 December 1922 – 10 January 2008) – better known as cadaverous wraith cheek-boned 1950s horror movie hostess, leading lady of Ed Wood Jr’s Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) and pop culture sensation Vampira – died on this day. Pictured: a 1955 portrait of Nurmi sans her trademark long raven wig. Just how did she acquire this extreme coiffure that anticipates punk by a good two decades? A 1950s gossip magazine posits that Nurmi’s own hair was “singed-off” in a beauty parlour mishap. Perhaps more realistically, in her 2020 biography Glamour Ghoul: The Passions and Pain of the Real Vampira, Nurmi’s niece Sandra Niemi explains that the tormented and fragile Nurmi would sometimes chop her hair off during bouts of depression. Either way, the results were fierce! As Nurmi herself put it, "Beauty can be yours even if you're bald.”  Light a black candle (or at least don a black t-shirt!) and crank up the 1981 song “Vampira” by The Misfits LOUD today in tribute!

Finalmente!!! 😍

-umi-no-onnanoko (@umi-no-onnanoko / 26.07.23)

Did you know? In Cadaverous Crypt, a skeleton resembling Spyro can be seen in the floor of the Story Scroll's room.

Rereading The Terror

Chapter Fifty-Two: Goodsir

The first thing I think it worth noting about this chapter is that I believe it's the first of Goodsir's to be written in the third person and not as a diary entry from the man's own perspective - "...the surgeon had no stomach for keeping his diary. He tossed the stained leather book into his travelling medical kit and left it there." I find that shift fascinating and think it very much speaks of hopelessness and resignation on Goodsir's part - with death so imminent, after all, what story is there really left for him to tell in his own words?

He reflects a little on the short time that's passed since the great reckoning with Hickey's mutineers. They've divided up what little food remains, equally and scrupulously, no man really trusting another anymore. A representative "of each class of man on the ship - officers, warrant officers, petty officers, able seamen" share the task of searching out food from every remaining nook and cranny in camp while the rest of the men watch them do so. I find that a very interesting detail - in real life, in the book, and in the show, so much comes down to class divides and decorum and that's always worth talking about more.

Goodsir also reflects on his own grisly monologue vis a vis proper human butchery: "...while he was giving Hickey... the anatomical details of carving up the human body to serve as sustenance, Harry D. S. Goodsir had been horrified to find himself salivating." (Horrible From Supper, baby! Horrible From Supper!)

The three men who intend to set off across the island back to the ship have already departed carrying almost nothing - not even a tent. In contrast, Hickey and co. have loaded their boat down with all manner of random and useless bits and bobs: "Men all over camp...had been abandoning useless items - hairbrushes, books, towels, writing desks, combs - bits of civilisation they'd hauled for a hundred days and now refused to haul any farther, and, for some inexplicable reason, Hickey and his men had loaded as many of these rejected pieces of junk into their pinnace..." This is another thing I find utterly fascinating and can't quite parse all my feelings on just yet. What does it mean to reach that breaking point and to finally abandon, to reject those 'symbols of civilisation'? And what does it mean to take up those same symbolic items that others have abandoned?

Goodsir watches Hickey's group depart the camp and all he can think about is the trail of now-frozen corpses they've left behind them, sure that Hickey is counting on finding those preserved bodies for his groups' survival. "I just hope they do not find the subordinate officers' steward's body. I liked John Bridgens. He was a dignified man and deserves better than to be devoured by the likes of Cornelius Hickey." We have a few other specific characters mentioned that also break my heart. We hear that Jopson will be dead from scurvy within a couple of days, and that Tom Hartnell, acting as Goodsir's new assistant, has volunteered to stay behind with the ill men and face certain death himself. :(((

Returning to the subject of cannibalism, we learn that Goodsir has decided already that he will never partake in it. Interestingly though, it's clear that he doesn't condemn the act outright: "Yet he would also never cast judgement on the men here at Rescue Camp or on the expedition south who did end up eating human flesh to last a short while longer. If any man on the Franklin Expedition understood that the human body was a mere animal vessel for the soul - and only so much meat once that soul had departed - it was their surviving surgeon and anatomist, Dr Harry Goodsir." It's a fascinating viewpoint, especially when considering Goodsir in the show - like, his actions there being indicative not necessarily of a disgust with cannibalism itself but more at the nefarious and underhanded way Hickey has gone about committing the act is not an unfair interpretation to consider, I think. ("You’ve murdered this man whom you now wish to eat and are unwilling to butcher his flesh yourself.")

Soon enough, he's summoned to a meeting with Crozier and the remaining senior crew. Contrary to their previous plan, it seems they cannot quite bring themselves to abandon the ill just yet and have resolved at least to wait at Rescue Camp a while longer. They hope that they still might be able to hunt game in that time, and that the ice may finally break up enough that they can all leave - the sick and the still-'strong' alike - in the boats. Again, Goodsir's reaction to this is very interesting: "Goodsir nodded slowly. He had been so reconciled to the certainty of his own death in the coming days or weeks that even the thought of potential salvation was almost painful."

Nevertheless, that plan is settled on. They'll all remain at Rescue camp for now, they'll keep an eye out for any more nefariousness from Hickey's mutineers, they'll hope for a thaw of the ice, and for game and fish to appear once they move on: "...but [we] may have to pin our hopes on catching fish... a real probability according to such as explorers as George Back and our own Sir John Franklin." "Sir John also ate his shoes." said Corporal Pearson. And if that rejoinder wasn't hilarious enough, the chapter actually ends on a positive note with a bit of gallows humour as Crozier himself jokes that the reason he brought so many spare boots along wasn't just to protect the men's feet on the long march but as a secret source of food. The absurdity of this has them all suddenly crying with laughter, poor sods. "Shhh!" Crozier said at last, sounding like a schoolmaster with boys but still chuckling himself." :')