Thurberus Thursday

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It's Thursday, the day we dedicate to Simon's absolute best boy, Sparky the Hellhound.

This week, here's a shirt Simon would definitely wear by the Super Friends.

Apaparaway on shows of their childhood

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Como hay una serie de “CreepShow” y nadie aviso.
Algún Fan como yo era de “Cuentos de la Cripta”?
Los amaba ❤️ pic.twitter.com/pCIAo3QN2K

— Chini Ojeda 🇦🇷🇧🇷 (@ChiniOjeda) January 16, 2020

Eerie: Indiana.
Dimensión desconocida (original y remake).
Cuentos de la cripta.
Cuentos asombrosos.

Maravillosa niñez.

— Zapata (@Apaparaway) January 16, 2020

Evi3Zamora on Eerie Indiana

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Does anyone else remember a kid show that took place in eerie Indiana or some shit and spooky weird things happened there or did i dream it

— Sada (@Evi3Zamora) January 16, 2020

K the show was called eerie, Indiana smh lol bye

— Sada (@Evi3Zamora) January 16, 2020

Unfilled Prompts for Better Weird than Dead: An Eerie, Indiana Fic Fest

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From Friend of Dorothy:

The Teller Family. Edgar, the father. Marilyn, the mother. Syndi the older sister. Marshall and Mitchell, their twin sons.

Quotes from the Eerie Indiana discord:

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From Friend of Dorothy:

Tony: hey can I copy your homework?
Karl: okay, but make it different tho

hbpinscom's VHS collection

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What's your favorite vhs?

I would watch this Christmas-themed episode of Eerie Indiana

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The very last of the Christmas candy. Christmas is now officially over. Or if I never open it does Christmas never end? Did I just write an Eerie,Indiana episode? pic.twitter.com/DuPVNrkZh6

— Bryan Burns 🎄 (@CheshireCat666) January 16, 2020

5 Things from the 90s That Shaped My Life and Business

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I grew up with love for shows like Tales from the Crypt, Eerie Indiana, Are You Afraid of the Dark, and other spooky mystery shows.

As a kid, it felt like all the stuff from TV shows could be real.

Maybe my next-door neighbor was a murderer.

The Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk might have been haunted.

My best friend Adam and I would talk via Walkie Talkies like they did in our favorite shows. We thought maybe we’d uncover something if we roamed the neighborhood long enough spying.

So when I was a teenager, and The X-Files came out, I remember watching it every Sunday night. It was the first time since I was eight years old that strange and mysterious events might occur in the world.

What I Learned

Everything is better in life when you can find something strange and magic in the world.

I am intrigued by the idea of The Many-Worlds Interpretation of quantum mechanics. Some times I think déjà vu is a glitch in the matrix.

Whenever I can find something that incites true wonder, I hold on to it. It makes the world more vibrant, more interesting, and I feel more imaginative.

Quotes from the Eerie Indiana discord:

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By Friend of Dorothy:



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helsburd on Eerie Indiana

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I'm not allowing myself to look at these until after my exams

hollielubbock on Eerie Indiana

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Goodbye Mr Wilson

thatgregcosta on Eerie Indiana

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This was my favourite TV programme when I was kid...

Eerie Indiana Double Drabble: Pie Crimes on the Pie Seas

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The pie lay on the breakfast counter amidst unfurled layers of greaseproof paper, it's thick crust golden-brown and shining with layers of egg glaze.

Marshall eyed it suspiciously. The pie, so far as he could tell, did not eye him back.

"Hey, Syndi," he called through the open door that connected the kitchen to the living room. "Did anyone stop by the house while I was out?"

Syndi shrugged, not looking up from her magazine.

"I didn't see anyone," she said. "But if they came to the back door, they could have just let themselves in. Why?"

"There's a mystery pie next to the fruit bowl," said Marshall. "Mom and Dad aren't due back 'til tonight and that wasn't in the icebox this morning."

"Mystery pie, huh," said Syndi, turning a page. "Unidentified kitchen pie. Pies of unknown origin. Possibly stolen. Pie crimes. Pierated. Pieracy on the pie seas."

"You're not listening to me at all, are you?" asked Marshall.

"No," said his sister. "And I bought that from Grandma's Kitchen on the way back from my Needlework and Knife-Throwing class. Stop assuming everything is weirdness-related and eat your lunch."

"You could have just said."

"I could have," Syndi agreed.

Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

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Eerie Indiana Fanfiction: Merger

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The floor to ceiling windows of the Eerie Multiplex exploded outwards, and only the heaving mass of congealed dairy filling the street outside protected bystanders from the falling glass. From the mezzanine floor that lead to screens 6, 6, 6 and 13, Marshall and his friends watched in horror as Poplio, eldritch God of stale popcorn and the cinema-going experience, set upon the molten cheese beast born from the deepest depths of the Eerie Waste Processing Plant and Pizzeria.

Melanie Monroe fell to her knees amidst the wreckage of a dozen concession stands, Devon screaming along with her. Tod McNulty pressed his hands over his eyes, black-painted nails digging into soft flesh. Even Simon and Marshall, veteran experiencers of the Weird, blanched and turned away.

Janet Donner sighed around the twisted crazy straw in her Cherry Cornade. Popcorn cultists, their robes an ill-considered and very unscary halfway point between usher and ring wraith, stared at her. Slowly, one of them raised a trembling arm to point at her.

"You!" he said, his voice dripping with accusation and his breath smelling of hot dogs that have sat too long on the rollers. "Why are you not struck blind by the glory of our master's propagation?"

Janet shrugged.

"I wait tables at the Baitshop and Sushi Bar every summer," she said. "Once you see what people get up to with anything even a little bit tentacle-y, a giant pile of popcorn mating with ambulatory cheese dip isn't that big of a deal."

The cultists parted before her.

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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