eerieindiana | Entries tagged with char: bigfoot

It's Meteor Watch Day today, so get your blankets and your binoculars and camp out in the back yard to spy on the Space Thing and that one really inappropriately grabby Bigfoot... sorry, Claude.

froodle

See it here.

froodle

The Teller siblings stood side by side in their parent's darkened living room, a thin lace curtain pulled across the window they stared out from. In the road beyond, a single trash can lay on it's side, the remains of a Saturday night takeaway spilling onto the black asphalt.

Syndi's brow furrowed with concentration as the metal can began to shift back and forth, slowly picking up momentum as it rolled towards the nearest streetlight. Behind it, a gangling figure coated in gingery fur followed, drawn by the scent of leftover chow mein.

Marshall Teller raised his camera, and waited.

Ongoing Verse: Weather

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

( Read more... )

froodle

Remembering how in my earlier childhood there was more… spooky around. The X-Files; Unsolved Mysteries; Eerie, Indiana, that came out of somewhere. I remember casually reading several books compiling 2-page nominally true “weird stuff” events.

I took the Bermuda Triangle and spontaneous combustion as things I might one day have to deal with. (At least the idea of PSI pyrokinesis, as seen in Stephen King’s Firestarter was pretty passé by then).

The Bigfoot vogue reflected in Harry and the Hendersons, The Six-Million Dollar Man, and the blue monster truck had tapered since the 70s too, but thanks to Communion “alien abduction” was huge.

froodle

Having directed horror classics like The Howling and Gremlins, Joe Dante took that love of genre and helped usher in a supernatural kids show in Eerie, Indiana.

Watching TV, kids could only wish that their lives were exciting and interesting as that of Marshall Teller's. The show’s young protagonist moved from New Jersey to Eerie, Indiana, a strange small town where the weird is commonplace. Kids were immediately drawn into this strange version of suburbia as Elvis and Bigfoot lurked around in the opening credits. When the series premiered on NBC in 1991, there was nothing else like it on TV. This cleverly written show, made just for kids, didn’t dumb down the horror or science fiction storylines.

Before we had Agents Mulder and Scully, Marshall Teller and his buddy, Simon Holmes, were the best investigators of the strange and unexplained. The series developed a cult following with fun and creepy episodes like “Foreverware”, “The Retainer”, and “The Hole in the Head Gang.” The series only lasted one season but in 1998 Fox Kids reimagined it into Eerie, Indiana: The Other Dimension, though this new version never reached the popularity of the original.

froodle

Am I the only one confused how big fuck-off upright ape wound up in North America? The closest regional primates are fuckin Howler Monkeys in Southern Mexico

I saw one once. It was a big fucking animal man thing. The one I saw was about 8 or 9 ft tall and was grey in color. It growled/roared/yelled at the top of it's lungs as me and my friend were getting out of my car. Scared the shit out of us and bolted to my friends house. The craziest thing about it was that it happened about 45 minutes north of New York City in a Suburban neighborhood.

And this was in the suburbs? Reminds me of the 90s nickelodeon show Eerie Indiana.

froodle

No stickers though.

froodle

It's Tuesday, so today you get a choice between two prompts. Pick one, combine both, pit them against each other - on Tuesday, you choose!

This week, your options are:

Bigfoot versus Ravens

froodle

Stickers included

froodle

See them here.

froodle

It's the 7th of the month, and that means... CREATURE FEATURE!

Give us fic, give us fanart, give us whatever springs to your mind when you think of our monster of the month:

BIGFOOT

froodle

Eerie, Indiana tea blends, part one! #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/CbDZaPTzus
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Bigfoot Eats My Garbage - a blend of pumpkin spice black tea, tiger eye, and vanilla. Check it out here: https://t.co/FERcxxCu3W #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/qhImty0LMZ
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Miss Tornado Day - a blend of vanilla oolong, almond oolong, and dewy cherry. Check it out here: https://t.co/d6kwCGtEvu #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/LqP0lAUZYS
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Loyal Order of (Candy) Corn - a blend of tiger eye, caramel, and cream. Check it out here: https://t.co/ZRByGmXImF #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/I7vQReHS00
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

UFO Prediction Permit - a blend of peach oolong, vanilla oolong, and ginger. Check it out here: https://t.co/nnMFyhibOb #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/qACBz75o1i
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Thank You, Little Paper Boy - a blend of honeybush banana nut, honeybush chocolate, and honeybush vanilla. Check it out here: https://t.co/2440Su1aaC #eerieindiana #elvis pic.twitter.com/NEjDNmDpNz
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

We'll Take Care of Mother - a blend of cherry green and vanilla green. Check it out here: https://t.co/QuhTZv8Njp #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/jQG3eZtbo7
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Non-Standard Time - a blend of rooibos orange, blood orange, and kona pineapple. Check it out here: https://t.co/kuTIFBoYck #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/RmJO2ZD1jt
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

Off the Chain - a blend of valentines, cream, and summer rose. Check it out here: https://t.co/iWIKkhsfWq #eerieindiana pic.twitter.com/vS3YaInyfu
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

The full collection of Eerie, Indiana tea blends is available here: https://t.co/KmnnaiIuk5
More blends coming soon! #eerieindiana
— Alien Supporter 👽 (@skallagrimjones) October 27, 2020

froodle

So yeah, that's my story about seeing Bigfoot. Honestly, I'm not sure what it was - just something I can't explain. Giles County is sort of like "Eerie, Indiana" - there is no shortage of strange stories, urban legends, and unexplained events that have happened there...
— 🔥HELLFRAZIER🔥 (@AdamFrazier) October 27, 2020

froodle

Just this year, I learned that the part of the state where I grew up is a longtime area of interest to paranormal investigators. It's a strange thing to discover late. I missed out on this whole Eerie Indiana childhood I could have had befriending Bigfoot hunters and getting lost in the swamp looking for will-o'-the-wisp. These are the shittiest towns in Massachussetts and people from Ancient Aliens just hang out there? How didn’t I know? Sometime I hope to get back and write about it; especially since it seems a lot of it has to do with paranormal internet communities in recent years.

froodle

North Carolina is so weird. I’m not sure I understand this state very well.
— Julia Song (@realjuliasong) October 3, 2020

Maybe we should go live in Eerie Indiana, at least there weird is the normal and bigfoot lives there
— cestar (@cestar) October 3, 2020

froodle

@13Days13Shorts 1 day!
This GIF you might recognize :) pic.twitter.com/OcTEdRH0fa
— JP Rakath (@JP_Rakath) September 13, 2020

Oo good guess! But It was from Eerie Indiana. Bigfoot was someone's neighbour :D
— JP Rakath (@JP_Rakath) September 14, 2020

Bigfoot from Eerie Indiana :)
— JP Rakath (@JP_Rakath) September 14, 2020

OF COURSE!!!

also..

no bids huh...https://t.co/lG0ghSN3KS
— 🎃13Days13Shorts🎃 (@13Days13Shorts) September 14, 2020

Yikes that's one pricey 3-disc set
— JP Rakath (@JP_Rakath) September 14, 2020

It's streaming hahah so nm just gonna watch it all now
— 🎃13Days13Shorts🎃 (@13Days13Shorts) September 14, 2020

froodle

4: Eerie, Indiana ran only for one season but is still remembered by fans. Its premise began with teenager Marshall (Omri Katz) having recently moved to Eerie, Indiana with his family. He quickly realized the town was populated by weirdos — with a few exceptions including his eventual best friend Simon Holmes — and was a hot spot for paranormal activity and peculiar occurrences. While having its own mythos, the show touched upon classic Urban legends such as Bigfoot and a still-living Elvis Presley. A sequel series called Eerie, Indiana: The Other Dimension aired in 1998.

froodle

Milk truck, puzzle toy and skeleton hand.

froodle

See the listing here.

froodle

like.....you ''''stumble'''' upon a 1990s website by some kid called Marshall where you can read all his ramblings and stuff about the weirdness of his hometown, but the more you read you realize he's getting in deeper and deeper until the posting stops

and the comments and guest book are full of characters conversing like they know eachother in real life.

and from Marshall's site, you can find your way to the loyal order of corn site
and the everything corn! site

and tod's music posted to like soundcloud or smth idk

and you can also look at simon's political website where he has policies like 'bigfoots should not be hunted for sport' or w/e and it seems really squeaky clean but actually he's like........a bit off (if you wanted to go with the mayor!simon angle that justin has mentioned)

Marylin's party planning website

the Thing Inc page that sort of thing

froodle

🚨OUT NOW🚨

Marshall’s Theory of Believability

Apple https://t.co/DxGy6cEN4B
Spotify https://t.co/i4DBVde0EQ
Web https://t.co/XrEwUw4vVH #eerieindiana #betterweirdthandead pic.twitter.com/6JMJH5UhTd
— Return to Eerie, Indiana (@eerieindianapod) July 3, 2020

Great episode! I've always liked that "Theory of Believability" seems to mark a shift in Marshall's character away from "if I can just convince the right authority with the right evidence..." and more toward "trust no one" which I think plays out in later eps in interesting ways.
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

Also, I have a draft of the script from this one and the Bigfoot parts were once more prolonged and disturbing than what actually made it to air.
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

i enjoy the "someone just put a bow on bigfoot" theory
— William Arthur (@Wart_M) July 3, 2020

Me too! 🎀
— Becky Darke (@bunnydarke) July 3, 2020

Yes! That makes so much more sense than anything. (And also does not require application of brain bleach.)
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

froodle

🚨OUT NOW🚨

Marshall’s Theory of Believability

Apple https://t.co/DxGy6cEN4B
Spotify https://t.co/i4DBVde0EQ
Web https://t.co/XrEwUw4vVH #eerieindiana #betterweirdthandead pic.twitter.com/6JMJH5UhTd
— Return to Eerie, Indiana (@eerieindianapod) July 3, 2020

Great episode! I've always liked that "Theory of Believability" seems to mark a shift in Marshall's character away from "if I can just convince the right authority with the right evidence..." and more toward "trust no one" which I think plays out in later eps in interesting ways.
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

Also, I have a draft of the script from this one and the Bigfoot parts were once more prolonged and disturbing than what actually made it to air.
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

Also also, did not catch the link between El Gordo and Buffy's stuffed pig! Though my friends and I have talked about Prof. Z returning as a Giles-esque figure in a hypothetical future season...
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

And let's face it, Mayor Chisel walked so Mayor Wilkins could crawl as a giant snake-demon-y thing.

(Did you realize we have seen Chisel before? The character's in ATM with a Heart of Gold, but is never specifically called out as also being the mayor.)
— 🧟‍♂️ Undead Rebel Scum 🏳️‍🌈 (@deifire) July 3, 2020

froodle

Marshall stared at that week's fourth pair of ruined mittens, then at the long, curved, obsidian claws poking through the bright orange and yellow wool.

"Simon," he said, his tone gentle. "I don't think that a baby yeti needs all this cold-weather gear."

Simon looked up from the tangled skein of yarn destined to become a woolly hat in colours to match the probably-unsalvageable gloves.

"We don't know for sure that he's a yeti, Mars," he said. "Whoever left him in a box on our doorstep didn't specify genus; he could well be a Bigfoot who has very pale fur."

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

( Read more... )

froodle

It's Meteor Watch Day today, so get your blankets and your binoculars and camp out in the back yard to spy on the Space Thing and that one really inappropriately grabby Bigfoot... sorry, Claude.

froodle

$10+shipping. Vintage 1990's Carl’s Jr. Eerie Indiana Big Foot Milk Truck Kids Meal Toy. No stickers inside. Comment and DM email, zip to claim.

froodle

#CaptionThis frame from #EerieIndiana [6.7557@308s] #TVWithNoContext #NBC pic.twitter.com/PkbFGNAUFO
— No Context TV (@UKNoContextTV) June 24, 2020

froodle

For once, Dash doesn't complain when the doorbell rings. He doesn't even complain when Marshall shoves him off the sofa in order to answer it, although he does immediately take over his spot and help himself to Marshall's popcorn.

Marshall doesn't bother with the peephole that overlooks the grimy communal hallway of their run-down apartment building. The thin wisps of smoke curling under the door are identification enough.

"Hi," he says, opening the door wide and stepping back in a clear invitation to enter. "We ordered you a sardine and lotus pickle deep pan with extra garlic butter. That's still your favourite, right?"

Harley steps over the threshold, and every ward on the doorway is silent. There's a single, solitary rat peeking out of a stained and tattered backpack embroidered with a repeating, somewhat crooked pattern of Bigfoots.

"Haven't seen that since junior high," Marshall says, nodding at the bag. "Camp bed's all set up, so you can set your stuff down and come join us when you're ready."

Harley nods, and it isn't that Marshall's uncomfortable with silence, no matter what Dash says about his "yammering" on stakeouts, but...

"It's okay if families argue sometimes," he offers.

Harley smiles.

Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

( Read more... )

froodle

Harley's frown didn't waver, but he appeared willing to let the issue drop for the moment.

"Fine," he said. "What did you bring me?"

Simon slipped the worn, too-small Bigfoot backpack off his shoulder and rummaged inside it. He handed over something glossy, purple-red and roughly the size of a child's fist.

"Pomegranate," he said. "I know you're not getting enough fresh fruit and veggies."

Harley scoffed a little at that, but he took the offering anyway. He gave it an exploratory sniff, wrinkled his nose, then licked it with a grey-green tongue covered in black barbed stingers that glistened with venom.

"Not bad," he said, his mouth splitting into a wide red wound as he opened wide to take a bite. The pomegranate's ripe flesh split and burst, smearing Harley's face with sticky wine-dark juice and spilling a waterfall of jewel-like seeds across the front of his devil pyjamas.

Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

( Read more... )

froodle

Evidencia: Pie Grande hurga en mi basura
— Sick! (@sick_boy) May 25, 2020

Eerie indiana 🤣
— Sick! (@sick_boy) May 25, 2020

froodle

I'm calling it now. By the end of 2020 we find big foot and Jimmy Hoffa's body #2020 #Eerie_Indiana #OurNewReality lmao
— Coach Holmes (@OLine_Coach_70) May 21, 2020

froodle

Starring Omri Katz of Hocus Pocus fame, this proto-Stranger Things mystery sci-fi series followed the exploits of a couple of outcast teens attempting to uncover the many surreal mysteries in the titular small town.

Unlike the Netflix megahit however, this genre-bending teen series featured everything but the kitchen sink in its strange mythos, from a tornado hunter to Bigfoot to Elvis Presley, still alive and hidden in the eponymous burg. Produced by Gremlins creator Joe Dante, this strange show was an odd mashup of Goosebumps and The X-Files which predated both shows and it more than deserves a re-watch for its influential, surreal tone.

froodle

"I've been thinking about this, and I don't know if you guys even need the Ratking," said Simon.

He pulled a thin sheaf of photocopied pages from the crisp new backpack Syndi Teller had given him ("I saw it had Sasquatch on it and I know you and Marshall love that dumb fake stuff," she'd said, not bothering to mention the fact that Simon's old schoolbag was held together with duct-tape and staples and had spilled textbooks and meagre packed lunches all over the living room twice that week) and handed them 'round.

"What's a Pied Piper Incantation?" asked Tod.

Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Janet

( Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

( Read more... )

froodle

The grease traps 'round the back of the World o' Stuff had been torn away, and in the spilled layer of yellow-white goo was a single, perfect Bigfoot print.

"Wow," said Marshall.

Radford nodded.

"I thought you'd appreciate it," he said. "I need to get this cleaned up before nightfall or it'll draw those mutated racoons up out of the sewers. But I figured that gives you enough time to take a few photos, maybe take a plaster cast?"

"That would be awesome," said Marshall. "Thanks, Mister Radford. Really."

He looked about.

"Do you have any-"

"Plaster-of-Paris?" asked Radford, grinning.

Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

( Read more... )

froodle

I've mentioned before that hot chocolate is pretty much my go-to comfort food, and right now I need a pick-me-up more than ever. With that in mind, I bring you Thirty Days of Hot Chocolate!

Today I'm having Sloane's Winter Blend in an Eerie Indiana mug designed for me by Scott Weston:

froodle

Smoke rose from the barbeque, filmy and blue and rich with the smell of cooking meat. Squeezy bottles of ketchup and mustard stood sentry beside a platter of fluffy white rolls and fried onions wrapped in tinfoil warmed over the smouldering charcoal.

"Boys," Marilyn called, tongs in hand, grease splatters on her apron. She tilted her head towards the small recessed window of the attic. "Food's almost ready."

She waited for a slow count of twenty, but there was no sign of movement.

"I'll get 'em, Mom," Syndi offered, setting down her magazine and sitting up on the cushioned sun lounger.

She stood, stretching for a moment in the warm spring garden, then put both hands on her hips and widened her stance.

"Oh no!" she shouted, aiming her words up at the house. "Bigfoot has taken my burger!"

Loud, excited voices. Footsteps on the stairs.

Syndi rolled her eyes.

Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

( Read more... )

froodle

There are cornfields in her painting that were not there the day before. Yesterday this had been a street scene in a bustling city, pedestrians and cyclists weaving their way along the cobblestones, the signs in shop windows all in French. Sara Sue can still see them there, the faintest palimpsest beneath the wash of yellow and green.

A butchers shop displaying hams and ropes of sausage is now full of ravens, and the ravens' beaks are full of eyeballs. A French poodle has become a bichon frise that bears her teeth to the surrounding humans. One of the humans is taller and hairier than the rest, and appears to be rummaging through an American-style metal trashcan.

At a small table outside a café that is no longer there, a heavy-set man in a sequined jumpsuit reads the paper. It should be La Monde. Instead, it's the Eerie Examiner.

The palette knife isn't sharp enough to pierce canvas easily, but she forces it through, dragging the dull broad blade through layers of paint she doesn't remember mixing. The dog snarls at her as she cuts, and the ravens take flight, fleeing to the safety of the edges of the picture.

Ongoing Verse: Pay Attention

( Read more... )