Monster Mash

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I’m getting my car ready to head down to Scare-A-Con! I’m very excited and can’t wait to attend the V.I.P. Party tonight! *hopes to get lots of autographs & video*

I’m also hoping my trip will be safe and I’ll arrive at the hotel on time so I can get settled get ready and head on to the first day of Con!

Monster Mash on Friday the 13th.

Stay Spooky my friends!

– Mercy Desdemona

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Artemia – Episode 1 – Late Posting!

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Attention Devils and Ghouls,

I apologize for posting this late. My weekend was full of events I was unaware of and I do hope you forgive me and enjoy the passage below.

– Mercy Desdemona

 

 

Artemia: Ep.1

         I am an old soul trapped within a young body. I remember every detail, scent, name, etc. All of my lives. From beginning to end. I sit here smoking a cigarette, watching the smoke curl. A century ago, I was Bernadatte. A wealthy woman with a lot of political influence. My soul was born in 5 A.D. No I am not a vampire or a creature of the night. I am just a mere soul that refuses to rest in peace. No matter how hard I try. So here we are in 2013. I’m a young woman of twenty-three and I work as a receptionist at a tattoo parlor. I have to say, I have been lucky with my soul finding attractive people to call home. In the 1920s, I was Annabel Lee the Flapper. In the 1950s, I was a pin-up working a long side Betty Page. And in 2013, I’m a lovely and eccentric young woman.

        My name is Artemia. As I’ve stated before. I’m twenty-three. I live in a cabin near Dark Pond. Secluded by trees and away from town. Just how I like it. I hate when people say they wish they could live forever. You don’t realize how stressful it is. I know you hear this tons of times from vampire tales and all that jazz, but it really is a painful journey. No amount of anger management courses can help me with this pure anger and stress I feel at times. So I deal with it in my own manner. I’m working tonight, the late shift. Avery’s Tattoo parlor is in between two bars and is right in the down town area near the pizza shop. So tonight will be nothing more than a drunk tattoo spree. I couldn’t tell you how many people coming in here claiming to be oh so in love and get names tattooed on them…but it turns out to be either spelled wrong or the wrong woman/man’s name. Don’t get names tattooed Ladies and Gents. Because I guarantee within the next three weeks, you’ll be back in the tattoo chair getting a cover up.

         I’m sitting here watching the news. When will people learn the world is not just black and white. The human brain cannot comprehend what is all out there. We aren’t meant to know everything. Stop bitching about religion and politics and smell the flowers asshole. It’s times like this where I remember Morty. Morty Ives, my lover in 1925. Asshole made me swim with the fishes after our child was born. All because it wasn’t a son. It was a calm night in 1925. I was coming home with Betsy Murr from the new picture. Morty was waiting for me at the usual corner. He didn’t like to show his face. Pigs would be all over him. Our daughter, Linda Mae, was in his arms. She looked like she was sleeping. AS if she was just rocked into a slumber. Morty smiled at me and took me out to Denver’s Pond just a little bit out of town. At first, I objected. The cool night air could be too cold for Linda Mae. Morty insisted. When we arrived, his smile faded. An evil came over his straight face. Two male figures approached us out of the dark. Morty looked at me. “Annabel Lee… I believe you promised me a son as our first born. And since you’ve broken a promise…” He dropped Linda Mae on the ground. She was stone cold dead. I let out a cry and then a scream. “Morty! How could you do this?! To our child!” He smacked me across the face and snickered. “Devil Woman!” He proclaimed before having his two goons tie me up and gag me. “Devil woman! Gave me a devil child!” He sent me to drown… my demise… all the while screaming that I was a devil woman with a devil child. His chant were the final words I heard.

      Once Annabel died, my soul found a new host. A woman who found Annabel’s body. Yep. I found my own dead corpse. And I was allowed to do my duty as a responsible citizen to get Morty Ives and the Goons locked up until their dying day. Mother flippin’ Justice! How about them apples? Morty, I hope you never rest in peace. More like resting in pieces.

                    I made it to Avery’s Tattoo Parlor on time. Some rather large woman was pulling down her pants to get a tramp stamp of a butterfly. Poor Avery. I sat down at the front desk to help some customers. Tonight shall be interesting.

– End Part One-

© Mercy Desdemona 2013

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Tent Vs. RV (Opinion)

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Hello Creeps.

Today we’ll discuss my opinion on tent camping or camping in an RV. It seemed to be what is flooding my inbox lately so here it goes. I prefer the tent aspect over the R.V. Why? Because I like to randomly hike and put up the tent and sleep. I like to get away from all the hustle and bustle. I would only use an R.V. for a road trip… not camping. Camping to me is like rewinding time and going back to when settlers were finding places. Camping in a tent also gets you back into your what I call ‘true mind’. That is: The state of mind that isn’t overwhelmed by phone calls, businesses, problems, bills, etc. 

Imagination and creativity are stronger for me when i’m out in the tent than when I’m in my room. Plus, it’s a kind reminder that we are a part of nature too. That man has chosen to be “Civilized” and turn our backs on the beautiful world before us in exchange for paper money, competition, greed, hunger, anger, mental issues, bills, and stress. 

I suppose that’s all I have to say for now. Upcoming Blogs:

  • Hellraiser (original) Review
  • Classic Vs Remake
  • Band/Album Review

If you’ve got any films, bands, or albums you’d like me to review leave it in a comment! 

 

 

Outdoor Jam Out

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This is a silly jam out video that my love created when his pals were up for a weekend. My love is the one on bass, my brother on the black drum set and his friend on another. They were just messing around. I was talking in the background with his other buddies. But, I have a feeling I’ll be in the next jam out video.

– Mercy

Music Fest 2013

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Hello Creeps.

It’s crunch time! With only two days left to get everything secured and in order, we have to work really hard. Saturday is the day of the music festival! The fundraiser is going to raise funds for The Igloo Parlor. All proceeds go to opening the establishment. Right now we need to do the following:

  • Find Tents for our refreshment table & PA System
  • Get tables ready
  • Finalize workers of the event
  • Get donation boxes

After all this we will see all of our hard work come into play. I can’t wait and hope for a smooth and fun fundraiser.

– Mercy

Attention Musicians:

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We are currently looking for bands to play at our music festival fundraiser. Our fundraiser will take place on May 18th, 2013 in Northern New York! 

Types of bands we are looking for:

  • Classic Rock
  • Blues
  • Easy Listening
  • Hard rock
  • Soft Rock
  • Jazz

If you or you know someone who is interested in playing, please contact me at: unsuccessfulentertainment@yahoo.com or on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/vintagehorrormistress

More details will be given out when e-mailed.

 

Thank you!