Eerie Indiana Senior Race Day Challenge

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It's Senior Race Day in the Isle of Man, normally a public holiday and the last day of a two-week festival of motorcycle racing. However, due to COVID19 the entire festivsp was cancelled this year. Instead, how about some fanworks celebrating Eerie's most notorious biker gang, the Unkind Ones?

Eerie Indiana Feedback Friday!

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It's Friday, Eerie fans, and it's a great time to look back on all the sweet fanworks you've created over the years. Why not revisit some sweet artwork, admire someone's crafting efforts or leave an appreciative comment on an uploaded video?

Eerie Indiana Fandom Tropes Challenge!

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So after friendof_dorothy and deifire respectively made me remember fanmixes and Five Things fic in the space of a single day, I decided it would be fun to have a Fandom Tropes challenge once a month, to remind us of all the stuff that used to be super common in fandom that maybe we don't see as much as we'd like to these days.

Your prompt for this month is: Saving the World with Art

Bert, Ernie and Tod in Eerie Indiana

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The Twins! Guess which Eerie episode and bonus points if you can name another episode they were in. .

seadogmusic on Eerie Indiana

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I BOUGHT THE EERIE INDIANA DVD BOXSET AND I'M SO EXCITED AND EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK NOW. LOVE YOU ALL XXX

— stuart warwick (@stuartwarwick) June 11, 2020

Ah I have this still after many years. It’s so underrated!👌🏻

— Seadog (@seadogmusic) June 11, 2020

Karl Schaefer on Eerie Indiana

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I BOUGHT THE EERIE INDIANA DVD BOXSET AND I'M SO EXCITED AND EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK NOW. LOVE YOU ALL XXX

— stuart warwick (@stuartwarwick) June 11, 2020

Where did you get it? Asking for a few thousand friends. https://t.co/Zg9Uc1UsCn

— Karl Schaefer (@UnrealKarl) June 12, 2020

stephanie_dews on Eerie Indiana

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I BOUGHT THE EERIE INDIANA DVD BOXSET AND I'M SO EXCITED AND EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK NOW. LOVE YOU ALL XXX

— stuart warwick (@stuartwarwick) June 11, 2020

Where did you get it? Asking for a few thousand friends. https://t.co/Zg9Uc1UsCn

— Karl Schaefer (@UnrealKarl) June 12, 2020

I loved Eerie Indiana

— Stephanie Dews (@stephanie_dews) June 12, 2020

Becerra_ad on Eerie Indiana

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I BOUGHT THE EERIE INDIANA DVD BOXSET AND I'M SO EXCITED AND EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK NOW. LOVE YOU ALL XXX

— stuart warwick (@stuartwarwick) June 11, 2020

Where did you get it? Asking for a few thousand friends. https://t.co/Zg9Uc1UsCn

— Karl Schaefer (@UnrealKarl) June 12, 2020

pic.twitter.com/0mrxd1EcOL

— Tony Becerra (@Becerra_ad) June 12, 2020

Return to Eerie Indiana on the 'Burbs

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Becky and Josh are joined by their pal Mike Muncer, host of the brilliant The Evolution of Horror podcast, to chat about Joe Dante's 1989 film The 'Burbs.

Shows that have a Black Mirror vibe

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Well here goes my list:

Love, Death and Robots - worth watching

Twilight Zone - worth watching

Electric Dreams - cheap knockoff, bit boring

Mr Robot - just phenomenal

Handmaids Tale - worth watching

Westworld - worth watching

The Outer Limits - worth watching... in the 90s

Eerie Indiana - worth watching... in the 90s

Humans - eh, it’s just ok

What do you guys reckon to these shows?

Gaudeamus by John Barnes

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Private detective Travis Bismark visits his college friend, science fiction writer Professor John Barnes in Gunnison, Colorado after the writer spent time on the Internet with a cartoon, Gaudeamus. Travis spins some wild tale about “goddies” pills that enhance sex and telepathy and also describes a baffling technology called Gaudeamus that people are killing one another to gain control.

Not long afterward, Travis vanishes while a cyber elk attacks John. Travis keeps appearing and disappearing over the next few months, but at each visit he provides a weirder tale starring exploitive alien businessmen and grunge musical clowns traveling in flying saucers that make even Mr. Barnes’ novels seem so mundane. Soon John realizes that the clock is ticking and that the earth has less than seven years to learn how to fully use Gaudeamus technology to convert energy from one form to another without space or time restraints.

Mindful of a fabulous Eerie, Indiana episode, GAUDEAMUS is a wild tale that breaks the wall between autobiography and science fiction as John Barnes provides insight into himself and his wife in an over the top out of this world (but on this planet) satire. The story line goes from seemingly impossible to sublimely impossible as Mr. Barnes furbishes an insane yet entertaining satire that ironically even takes shots at the author. Though SF fundamentalists will take exception (not portrayed too highly), fans of way out craziness will enjoy the Gaudeamus tale and would want a prescription of goddies (of curse the FDA would declare them as harmful because people might have fun).

manof1000names on Eerie Indiana

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The kids and I are getting our fill of #eerieindiana ...Shout-out to my homeboy @justinshenkarow aka Simon Holmes who also did the voice for Harold on Hey Arnold! Everyone go give Justin a follow!! #bringbackeerieindiana #worldostuff #simonholmes #marshallteller #heyarnold #haroldberman #haroldheyarnold #eerieexaminer

Radlaura66 on Eerie Indiana

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#eerieindiana watching the box set with my 8yo son loving it - this show was so before it’s time!

— Laura (@Radlaura66) June 12, 2020

fluffyduckbutt on Eerie Indiana

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1. Count Duckula
2. Fraggle Rock
3. DuckTales
4. Eerie Indiana
5. Real Ghostbusters (maybe, I mean TMNT & Transformers are up there)

— Fluffy Duck (@fluffyduckbutt) June 12, 2020

Eerie Indiana Fanart by JaDisArt

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A little sketch dump of Janet from Eerie. She'll show up in the "Eerie: Season 3" storyline so I wanted to get used to drawing her. I also wanted to figure out the design for a track uniform since her and Marshall are on the track team.

Eerie Indiana Drabble: Rainy Day

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The sky was a dark and louring grey, pressing close against the rain-slick roof-tiles of the huddled buildings so that the entire world seemed subsumed in sodden, slate-coloured wool.

Tod McNulty stood beneath the newly-hung canopy outside Eerie Video, listening to the patter of droplets bouncing off the drum-tight fabric that stretched overhead in a gory riot of blacks and reds. Behind him the shop lights glowed a warm and inviting gold, spilling over the damp pavement like melted butter.

He turned the sign to "open" and went inside to start the popcorn maker. Today would be a good day.

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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Ongoing Verse: Weather

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Eerie Indiana Drabble: The Discards

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As Simon looked on in horror, one by one the mangled toys that littered the floor of the now-defunct Eerie Pound began to move.

Teddy bears with leaking cotton-batting innards, wheezing rubber bones with the squeak long chewed out of them, even a single catnip mouse lying dusty and neglected in the corner - they climbed to their feet, or the closest analogue they could claim, and dragged themselves over to the high curved window where Sylvester Squirrel sat, his lopsided silhouette stark against the daylight streaming in behind him.

Simon turned to glare at his little brother. Harley grinned back.

Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Ongoing Verse: CAT

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Eerie Indiana Drabble: Spies

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"You never said the magic would be contagious," Simon said accusingly.

Harley shrugged.

"Birthday wishes," he said. "Different rules."

Up on the window ledge, grubby grey paws waved and teeth like a thousand silver sewing needles flashed as Sylvester addressed his drool-stained and bite-marked audience. Already the beneficent cartoon smiles of a couple of anthropomorphic thigh bones were melting into a frown, and they nodded their rubber heads with increasing vigour.

"Can you understand what he's saying?" Simon asked.

Harley frowned a little, watching the toy squirrel through narrowed eyes. He shook his head.

"Not really," he said. "Not properly."

Ongoing Verse: CAT

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Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Eerie Indiana Drabble: Fluency

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Simon took a deep breath, willing his heart to slow down and the panicked rush of blood in his ears to quiet.

"Okay," he said, faking a calm he was in no way feeling. "Can you get the gist, at least?"

Harley tilted his face up, his spine cracking as his body twisted a slow and unnatural ninety degrees until he faced his brother straight-on. He smiled, and the perfect crescent curve of his small, white milk teeth was so like the grin of the monstrous squirrel that it made Simon shudder in the August heat.

"Oh yes," he said.

Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Ongoing Verse: CAT

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Eerie Indiana Drabble: Payment Schedule

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"This isn't piecework," the Mayor said with a scowl. "You're not paid per rat."

He pushed the itemised bill back across the vast expanse of his too-polished, too-empty hardwood desk.

In the chair opposite him, Simon made no move to take it.

"That's a fair price," he said. "In fact, given that all of the normal exterminators in town have refused to take the job, I'd say you're getting a bargain."

"You have a Ratking," Chisel pointed out. "All you have to do is whistle up the vermin into a big, wriggly ball and then roll it off Wolf Mountain."


Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

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Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Eerie Indiana Ficlet: Employment Opportunities

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"That kind of statement is exactly why you're going to pay us our asking price," said Simon, pulling out a notebook and flipping it to a page marked with a neon orange sticky note.

"One, because you don't realise that the Ratking can and will discorporate into individual rats if it thinks that will give it a better chance of survival, for example when it falls off a mountainside and needs to be small and agile rather than large and imposing."

He reached for the invoice and turned it around so that it once again faced the Mayor, tapping the first line on the page.

"Two, for failing to realise that breaking an unsteady truce with a hive-mind composed of vermin would result in swift and immediate retribution from every crawling thing in the immediate vicinity."

He tapped the second indented line.

"And third, for living up to your name by trying to chisel us out of a previously agreed fee, again."

He tapped the third line, the one with the largest price tag, then slid the open notebook over the gleaming wood to rest beside it.

Chisel glanced at the rough hand-drawn grid with it's scrawled annotations and laughed.

"Shitty customer bingo," he said. "I believe I sense Mister Teller's hand at work."

"You should be proud," Simon told him, straight-faced. "He made you the central square."

The Mayor looked closer.

"Delightful," he said, and almost seemed to mean it.

He pushed the notebook back towards Simon, then turned to a small sideboard on which a crystal decanter stood alongside three matching tumblers. The crisp lines of his navy-blue suit jacket blocked Simon's view as he fiddled with something on it, before turning back with a glass in one hand and a personalised seal in the other.

He pressed the stamp into the paper, which immediately began to blacken and char as a red liquid that was almost certainly not ink spread out from beneath the edges of the seal, filling the room with the smell of burning and the faint sound of remembered screams.

"Drop that with my secretary on your way out," he told Simon. "He'll see to it that you're paid in full."

He took a sip from the glass.

"Aren't you going to offer me one?" asked Simon, gesturing at the uncorked bottle.

Chisel raised an eyebrow.

"You would almost certainly think I was trying to poison you," he said.

"I would," Simon nodded. "I just wanted to see if you'd push it."

Chisel shook his head.

"Mister Holmes," he said. "It remains one of my greatest regrets that you've chosen not to avail yourself of the employment opportunities offered by my office. We could do great things."

Simon stood, taking the stained and still-screaming sheet of paper by a single untouched corner.

"I could do great things for you, you mean," he said. "And in return, you'd take the credit and then, one day, my face."

"It's a trustworthy face," the Mayor agreed, pleasantly.


Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

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Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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Eerie Indiana Double Drabble: Lure

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The waves snapped hungrily at her feet, and the wet sand sucked at her dirty pink converse with a hunger she could almost feel.

In the surf near the shore, the little mackerel soldiers were darting back and forth, their bodies flashing silver against the white and foaming crests. Further out, the human heads and torsos of mermaids bobbed amidst the gentle swells, long wet hair bright and gleaming against their bare shoulders and barely-there seashell bras.

Beside her, Melanie's black sneakers left imprints that were quickly wiped away, and the incoming tide split and flowed around her.

"They don't like me as much as they like you," she said, and her voice was full of sympathy.

Janet didn't seem to hear her, and when Melanie reached for her best friend's hand, for a moment it was cold and slick and rasped like scales against her fingers.

Then Janet blinked and her eyes were brown again, not the aching and hungry blue-grey of the lake.

"Sorry," she said, shaking her head. "I missed that bit."

One of the mermaids made a rude gesture at Melanie, which she returned with both hands.

"Never mind," she said. "It wasn't so important, anyway."

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Eerie Indiana Drabble: Visitor

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Inside the tall iron gates of the Eerie Cemetery, the air was warm and the ground was dry.

Melanie slipped off the oversized black denim jacket, heavy with badges made from a home printing kit that took up most of the space in Tod McNulty's bedroom and plastered over with hand-sewn patches from the same source.

"Hey Devon," she said, addressing the greeting to both the stone cherub and the wisp of shadow that hung around it even on the brightest day. "How's things?"

The hazy patch of darkness said nothing. The statue too was silent.

Melanie stood there, waiting.

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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Ongoing Verse: The Children

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Return to Eerie Indiana and Joe Dante

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TOMORROW! We’ve got our biggest interview yet... Creative Consultant and Director of 5 episodes of #EerieIndiana (among a few other things!!) That’s right, it’s @joe_dante 🤩😲

SUBSCRIBE NOW SO YOU DON’T MISS OUT!! pic.twitter.com/ZbUepBhzzI

— Return to Eerie, Indiana (@eerieindianapod) June 12, 2020

Quotes from the Eerie Indiana Discord

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marshall's face when he hears he could have been vaporized into space dust is why he is a millennial icon.