Okay, so I know I promised y'all a special surpise but... I'm fucking lazy. You're gonna have to wait.

A Halloween Story!

"Ahhh... choo!" Liz Poole sneezed again, rubbing her nose in a desperate attempt to stop it itching.
"Would you shut up?!" Her brother yelled from the lounge room. Liz rolled her eyes; as if she wanted to be sneezing so much!
"I think a fly just went up my nose!" She gagged. There was no response from Danial, but she thought she could hear a snicker of laughter. Grumbling, Liz snorted and rubbed her nose until the discomfort was gone. What she didn't realise, though, was that she had pushed the tiny fly further into her nostrils, and it was now flying up her sinuses. Within a minute it had worked it's slow way up to her brain and nestled down in a nerve for a good nights sleep. Liz turned to the computer and wrote to her good friend, Maru, over MSN:

liZ.. says:
Ahh... I have a headache!

Am I gonna die? Well son... Death is going to catch up to us all one day. Yours is going to be quicker... says:
Awh =( Perhaps you should go to bed?

liZ.. says:
Yeah maybe...

liZ.. says:
Goodnight then

Am I gonna die? Well son... Death is going to catch up to us all one day. Yours is going to be quicker... says:
Night and sweet dreams! Hope you feel better

Liz did indeed feel better the next day. Little did she know that the fly in her brain had lain eggs, and it was only a matter of time before the hatched into maggots. Twelve days later, Liz started to get constant minor headaches. She was also doing worse in school, and when she bothered to do assignments, they turned out incredibly bad, even though she tried as hard as possible. Another thing that seemed odd about Liz was that her paintings started to get rather crappy. She had always been an excellent artist, but slowly her paintings dwindled down to utter trash. She started to feel weird and out of place all the time... Well, more so than usual, and to a different degree. She felt like she was in another persons body.
Nobody knew, but Liz's odd behaviour was caused by the maggots slowly eating at bits of her brain.

"Dinner's up!" Patricia Poole called, placing plates onto a table. When nobody moved, she yelled "NOW!" Eventually, her husband and two children made their way to the table.
"Lamb!" Called Liz, grabbing at one of the slices from any random plate with her hands. The rest of the family stared at her, dumbfounded.
"... That's not yours, Liz. That was Danial's," stuttered Patricia.
"Why does it matter? They're all the same."
"Um... It matters because you're vegetarian..." Liz blinked, and then looked at the half-bitten chunk of meat in her hands.
"GROSS!" She screamed, and ran to the bathroom. The Poole family could hear her vomiting and stood in stunned silence. After a while, they sat down to eat their meal, but they didn't see Liz for the rest of the night.

Liz tossed and turned, trying to get to sleep. She felt a burning urge inside her, but she didn't exactly know what she was urged to do. She couldn't even explain the feeling to herself. After a while her mouth began to water, and she desperately wanted to eat something, but as she went through suggestions in her mind she realised she didn't feel like anything. The feeling puzzled her so much, and soon her mind drifted back to the earlier events of that evening. Her stomach turned as she remembered the incident with the lamb. She suddenly sat up, her short red hair falling around her cheeks. She knew what she felt like eating, but it made her sick to even think about it. She wanted to eat meat! Liz screwed up her face and told herself off for having such thoughts. Eating meat was just gross. She hadn't been a vegetarian for almost five years just because she thought it would be fun. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she stood and went to the kitchen for a glass of water.
"What are you still doing up?" Jeered Danial, walking in behind her. Liz turned around to throw some mean words at the person she may possibly like least in the world, but when she saw him she stopp. Danial had walked in without a shirt on (wearing only boxer shorts, which was quite repulsive), leaving his neck quite exposed. As Liz stared at the nice, fleshy neck, her urge for meat grew stronger and stronger, until she dropped her glass and leapt onto him, biting a chunk of his neck. Danial screamed a mangled wordless scream, followed by a stream of abuse containing mostly the phrase "fucking psycho bitch!" Liz was stumbled back, in horror and disgust, spitting, coughing and gagging. As she did, some of the maggots that had wandered out of her skull fell out onto the floor, crawling instantly into the wound on Danial's neck and, presumably, into his brain (if he even had one). Liz clenched her eyes shut, muttering "It's all just a dream... it's all just a dream!!" But when she re opened them, Danial was still on the floor, now unconscious. She squealed a little and ran back to her bedroom, pulling the covers up to her chin and trying to pretend that nothing happened, as if, in thinking nothing happened, in the morning it would be true that not a tiny trace of a certain strange event in the kitchen would be there. But what had happened had happened, and whether she believed so or not, it wouldn't go away.

Now there was something in Liz's brain, a certain toxin that can't be found in many other brains, that stopped the maggots eating very fast. In fact, most of them couldn't eat the brain at all, and were slowly dying in there. But, unfortunately for Danial (but rather fortunately for the rest of the world) this toxin did not exist in his brain, so the maggots that crawled in through the bite mark on his neck set to work feasting immediately. He was dead by morning.

Shocked by what had taken place last night, Liz went for a walk in the brisk morning air. She breathed in, feeling slightly more at peace. She was just truely starting to relax, however, when Lara Hoeban and Courtney Love turned a corner and started walking straight towards her, in their stupid, synchronised "cat walk" style. Now, you may find it odd that Courtney Love would be walking around somewhere in Tasmanian, but apparantly she moved their to get away from all the media as she was sick and tired of talking about Kurt Cobain. She'd sold all his stuff like the stupid slut that she is, so she couldn't be bothered with the interviews any more. And of course, she had become mates with Lara, because Lara is the biggest hoebag in all of Tasmania (and possibly Australia, but that may be pushing it. Afterall, what about Georgina McGrath and Stephanie Mittiga?) So here they both came, strutting down the street wearing platform shoes, short skirts and sleevless tops (even though it was below freezing). Liz was just about to change direction when she saw, past the flowing earrings and ruined hair, their beautifully exposed necks. Before she could stop herself, she had leapt upon Courtney, biting and sucking, blood running down her chin as Lara stood and screamed like a stupid helpless bitch. Liz turned to yell at Lara to shut up, but instead latched onto her neck. When both victims were on the floor, Liz began to gag again. And again squirming, disgusting maggots fell from her mouth and crawled into the gaping holes in the two girls' necks. Liz screamed, turned and ran back home.
When she burst through the front door, panting, her mother came out. She had just been in the shower and was wearing nothing but a towel.
"What in God's name do you have around your mouth, Liz?" She said. Those were her very last words. Liz tackled her, biting vigorously at her neck. Patricia screamed and fell to the floor with a crash, but before anyone could do anything further, Liz began coughing again, more heavily this time. Tons of maggots fell from her mouth and crawled in masses towards her mother. It took only minutes to enter her wound and devour her brain.

And... that was it. All the maggots in Liz's brain had either died or exited via her spluttering mouth. The toxins had driven them all out. Now, many many years of research still haven't found out what exactly the toxins are, but we have noticed that only awesome, nice, and awesomely nice people have it.

And by the way, while all this brouhaha was going on, a man named Kevin Crise who teaches photography at Launceston College died of a heart attack as he kept stuffing his fat face with even fattier foods.

The end!

ANOTHER ONE?
I really feel like putting the Ace Of Spades in there.. Just for the sake of it but..
I'm going to be doing a radioshow tomorrow on LCFM HALLWOEEEEEEN SPECIAL.
Plus it'll make a cool mix cd yes?

This Is halloween - Marilyn Manson
Jack The Ripper - The Horrors
Call of the Zombie - Rob Zombie
Psycho Killer - The Talking Heads
Band Aid Covers The Bullet Hole - Scarling
Teenagers From Mars - The Misfits
Halloween - Dead Kennedys
Steal Your Face - Motorhead
I, Zombie - Rob Zombie
Can't (Halloween Valentine) - Scarling
Halloween - The Misfits
Living Dead Girl -Rob Zombie
Fear Of The Dark - Iron Maiden
Techno Dracula - Polysics

Hahaha, lame.
-Liz

Halloween Playlist!

All occasions need good music - Here's what'll be playing on my stereo tomorrow!

1. This Is Halloween - Panic! At The Disco
2. Jack The Ripper - A.F.I [Morrisey cover]
3. I Put A Spell On You - Marilyn Manson
4. Angels Fuck, Devils Kiss - Jack Off Jill
5. Stockholm Syndrome - Muse
6. Poison - Alice Cooper
7. Jack The Ripper - The Horrors
8. Pumpkin Carvers - Insane Clown Posse
9. Mommy, Can I Go Out And Kill Tonight? - The Misfits
10. Apocalypse Please - Muse
11. Welcome To My Nightmare - Alice Cooper
12. Die, Die, My Darling - The Misfits
13. Living Dead Girl - Rob Zombie
14. Jack's Obsession - Nightmare Before Christmas
15. Fear Of The Dark - Iron Maiden
16. The Devil's Rejects - Rob Zombie
17. Lullaby - A Perfect Circle.

Because it's just not a halloween cd without Alice Cooper, The Misfits or Marilyn Manson. And it's not ANY kind of cd without AFI or Muse!

- Lady Callista.

P.S. Halloween's tomorrow! Special surprise with.. photos! YAY PHOTOS!

THE GHOUL By Jack Prelutsky.

The gruesome ghoul, the grisly ghoul,
without the slightest noise
waits patiently beside the school

to feast on girls and boys.

He lunges fiercely through the airas they come out to play,
then grabs a couple by the hair
and drags them far away.

He cracks their bones and snaps their backs

and squeezes out their lungs,

he chews their thumbs like candy snacks

and pulls apart their tongues.

He slices their stomachs and eats their hearts

and tears their flesh to shreds,

he swallows their toes like toasted tarts

and gobbles down their heads.

Fingers, elbows, hands and knees

and arms and legs and feet -

he eats them with delight and ease,

for every part's a treat.

And when the gruesome, grisly ghoul

has nothing left to chew,

he hurries to another school

and waits.... perhaps for you.
- liz!

Australian Halloween 2007!

"There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples." Bram Stoker, Dracula

So! Next Wednesday is Halloween, and me and my friend Liz want to celebrate! We can't exactly go trick or treating because we don't celebrate Halloween in Australia (although we're going trick or treating anyway... just to piss the neighbours off =]) Buttt we'll be making other fun stuff like pictures and stories and whatnot, and posting them up here. If you're lucky, you may even get photos! YAY PHOTOS!

To start with, why not do a little celebrating with AFIIII! (the bestest beyond bestest band in the world) and Panic! At The Disco?
I actually made them both a while ago but hey... it's Halloween related, so why not?

- Lady Callista