Apr. 19th, 2020

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Sunday challenge time! Your prompt for this week is:

SUNSHINE
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April is here and the shops are full of cut-price chocolate eggs. Traditionally a time for bunnies, in Eerie they probably have the Easter Jackalope bringing their chocolate eggs. To celebrate, I'll be posting a different Jackalope-themed bit of merch every day in April.

Here's the logo of the Jackalope Arts Fair in pin form!

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For this challenge, create a fanwork based on one of the (sixteen!) Eerie, Indiana tie-in books.
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It's National Garlic Day - we know Mars is probably helping keep a lot of Eerie's garlic farmers in business, but what about the rest of the town? Explore it in fanfic, in artwork, or just let us know your headcanons for how Eerie marks the occasion.
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The seagulls bobbed gently on Lake Eerie's rippling surface, clustered together to form an omega symbol that stretched from shoreline to shoreline.

"I wouldn't put too much stock in that," said Janet, laying a comforting hand on Marshall's arm. "The gulls can be liars, more often than they're omens."

"They look pretty sincere," said Marshall, staring fretfully out over the water. "All of them chanting ominously in Ancient Greek instead of just squawking at each other."

"That's true," said Janet. "But for them the End Times could just mean we've cleaned out the grease traps and turned the fryers off."

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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Janet used a wide-mouthed funnel to tip the last of the eels back through the ragged hole in the Future Homemaker's sagging skin. Tod immediately grabbed the torn edges and held them together while either Bert or Ernie placed a broad blue sticking plaster over the rip.

The student who was secretly two dozen moray eels stuffed into a human skin suit rippled and bulged as the fish redistributed themselves around their makeshift body. Slowly their posture straightened out, limbs regaining strength and shape.

"Better?" asked Janet.

Fingers no longer flapping loose like empty gloves formed a shaky thumbs up.

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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Craters pocked the muddy earth, viscous pools of dark gold pooling in the depressions, sticky-sweet and glistening in the fluorescent light of the test kitchen.

Tod McNulty used gentle hands to select a tiny man of spun sugar from amidst the box of townspeople, placing his lower half inside one of the pools while his outstretched hands grappled desperately at the solid ground around it.

"Creepy," said Janet, in tones of one who greatly approves. She took the offered wedge of salted caramel brownie and tore off a smaller chunk, robbing the sugar man of his purchase.

"And also delicious!"

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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One of the Cloud Sheep had gotten stuck in a tree. The sharp branches, still mostly bare after a long, harsh winter, had pierced some of it's balloons and the stranded animal's cries for help were helium-laced and comically high pitched.

Farmer Ephraim Chambers set a ladder against the trunk, took a deep breath, and tried to stifle his laughter. A fit of the giggles now could only impede his climbing, making the already tricky ascent more dangerous. Besides that, it was disrespectful. He didn't want the ewe more upset than she already was.

He set his face, and climbed.

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

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Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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Marshall Teller stared out of the window and sighed, deeply.

The Mayor's restrictions on public gathering remained in place, and while he was loathe to give Chisel credit for anything, a headache-inducing amalgam of nacho cheese dip and the sort of cheap, waxy chocolate found in cut-price Advent Calendars was still stalking the streets of Eerie.

The stay-home order made sense, but that didn't mean it wasn't also deeply boring. He was about three Commander Cody reruns away from going full Rear Window at the apartment across the street. That the apartment was unoccupied might not even slow him down.

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

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Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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The milk truck lay on it's side, one tyre still spinning lazily in compliance with the laws of dramatic narrative. A small fire had started somewhere in it's inner workings and a spreading pool of melting ice-cream leaked from beneath the downed vehicle, mixing with the blood that oozed through the crushed drivers-side door.

The Garbagemen didn't smile - the things that wore men's faces like a cheap party mask didn't have a concept of smiling - but an air of satisfaction hung about them as they gunned the engine of their front-loading bin wagon. Their headlights gleamed as they pressed forward.

Ongoing Verse: Milkman

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This part of the Lodge had been ravished by fire. The heavy door that blocked off that section of corridor had obviously been enough to stop it spreading, but even on the unmarked side, the varnish bubbled in places and blackened scorch marks tracing sooty fingers along the edges.

Dash extended a cautious finger towards the slightly melted handle, tapping it lightly a couple of times to make sure it wasn't still hot before gripping and turning it. The rooms beyond were a charred ruin, melted plastic that had once been carpet crackling beneath his feet as he stepped inside.

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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The sun was setting, and backlit by it's ruddy glow the dead tree looked like a charred hand clutching desperately at the sky.

All around it hedgerows bloomed and leaves budded, and small brown birds bobbed and hopped and chattered amongst a riot of new-grown greenery. Only this tree stood alone, branches like spindly fingers spread wide as it implored the universe for help that would never come.

Harley stared up at it, eyes wide and unblinking in the red glare over the horizon. The Ratking boiled around his ankles, a swirling sea of brown and grey bodies.

He nodded.


Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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The Eerie Mall was almost empty, shutters drawn over darkened units, carts shrouded in thick layers of plastic. Marshall's footsteps squeaked against floors that had been polished weeks ago, and never given enough traffic to lose their shine.

Mannequins turned blank faces to watch him as he passed, plastic hands clenching into plastic fists that beat against the reinforced glass of their window displays. He couldn't tell if they were threatening him, pleading for help, or just desperate for the passing glance of a living shopper that they'd been denied so long.

How long could a mannequin live without people?


Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

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Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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The scariest kids' TV shows were occasionally not meant to be scary at all. But there was something about them that just freaked us out as children.

Picture the scene: You’ve just got home from school. You’ve got a Kia Oraon the go and a packet of Nik Naks by your side. Life. Is. Sweeeeet.

School tie off, Nik Nak dust regardless, you flick through the telly channels looking for something more attuned to your tastes than ‘Crossroads’.

Then, you see a horrific red corpse emerge from the depths of an abandoned pool, zombie-like, to face a terrified gang of children in what is the most disgusting thing you’ve ever seen in your decade on Earth.
This isn’t a nightmare. This is kids' TV. Specifically, The Tale Of The Dead Man’s Float, one particularly NOPE-NOPE-NOPE-inciting episode of "Are You Afraid Of The Dark?". And you couldn’t get enough.

From the intentional spooks, to the how-did-they-not-see-this-was-terrifying innocent scares, these shows have kept us awake at night ever since we first saw them. Pour yourself a Kia Ora and brace yourself…

Upvote your favourite show, and let us know about any you think need to be added to this creepy hall of fame.

The undeniably creepy Eerie Indiana was about a boy called Marshall Teller whose family moved to Eerie, a small town in Indiana. Each episode focused on a different odd (and often disturbing) storyline. Some were scary others were just weird and unsettling - think David Lynch for kids.

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