DJ Robbins
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He wrote a short film that is currently up on Youtube called ,''All the Lonely Boys'' He is an avid Ohio State and Cleveland Browns fan
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Murders in Crescent Valley
Emma Jean stripped naked and folded the clothes at her feet. ‘’Now rest your chest across this hickory stump and arch your buocks high into the air. A whore like you doesn’t deserve to die with dignity.’’ Emma Jean reluctantly did as she was told. She cried and whimpered. ‘’Please God save me; I’m a wretched sinner.’’ The clown grabbed the girl by the back of the neck and stabbed her hard, repeatedly eighteen %mes in the face with the blade of the knife. Soon the dead girl’s face looked like ham covered in chocolate syrup. The blood dripped profusely out of the massive hole in the dead girl’s face. The maniac climbed back into the stolen truck and sped o1. The killer turned up the Radio and blasted dark, modern heavy metal music. His dirty, shaggy, brown hair hung down slightly past his slender shoulders. His feet were bare. He played over the murders he had just commied in his mind over and over again. First he pictured Tony gazing dumbly at him through the windshield of Tony’s own truck before ge>ng killed. He could s%ll hear the snapping of Tony’s bones as the truck squashed him. He could s%ll feel the skull give way when Tony stabbed Emma Jean hard through the face repeatedly. In his own mind the killer had done well. He felt he was purging the world of evil.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Chapters
What's Wrong With...
I don't know why so many people have to condemn horror fans. I mean, do you think romance readers are constantly horny? Why horror? One of the things about horror is it be realistic or fantastic or funny or anything in between. It can be mild or extreme. One thing about horror is it is not real.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Horror
Pugo
Mika started crying. ‘’Cry all you want, honey. I can have any woman I want. I’m Harrison Beamish. I’m a Goddamn literary genius. I’m ge-ng horny, suck my dick.’’ Harrison ordered. She unzipped his pants, unbu>oned them and did as she was told. ‘’That’s actually not bad. Have you been prac'cing?’’ Harrison asked.Pulling his dick out her mouth, she mu>ered a yes. Admi-ng prac'cing on a banana. ‘’Keep going, sweetheart. I got to cum,’’ Harrison stated. She returned to her work. The rain beat the shit out of the Mercedes. Lightning lit up the sky. He came in her mouth. She rolled down the window and spit out the semen before rolling the window back up. She looked around. ‘’Seems we’re ge-ng close to the sight where that accident happened,’’ Mika conjectured.‘’Oh yeah. You mean the one that killed all those girls?’’ Harrison asked.Mika nodded. ‘’Yep.’’‘’All because some dumb broad was yacking on her cellphone. They should take away women’s licenses. They can’t drive anyway,’’ Harrison snarled.‘’You’re such a pig,’’ Mika found herself saying.Harrison reached up and slapped Mika. She grabbed her burning cheek and gazed dumbfounded at her a>acker.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Fiction
The Halloween Leprechaun
I remember the day I met Charles, he was short and fat and dressed all in orange and black. He was a leprechaun, believe it or not. He only came out on Halloween. In Enon Ohio is where this li"le guy resides. I invited him in, for a candy apple; he looked so kind. He had a twinkle in his eye and shiny buckles, gold I think, on his shoes. ‘’I just made some fresh candy apples,’’ I said, ‘’would you like to give one a try?’’‘’I’d be delighted,’’ the li"le guy gave a quick nod.‘’Come on in,’’ I said.The leprechaun followed me into the kitchen and then he did something, no one could believe. He ate the whole thing, stem in all. In one monstrous bite. ‘’Wow,’’ I exclaimed. ‘’I never saw that before!’’‘’I bet you haven’t,’’ the cri"er replied. ‘’I’m a leprechaun and you’re merely a human.’’The creature proceeded to fart and I used the inside of my t shirt as a mask. I raced to the window, with my eyes burning and opened every window in the house. ‘’It smells like cheese, pastrami and red wine.’’‘’I only drink whiskey, my boy and I only eat spoiled meat.’’My stomach churned. ‘’I hate to be rude,’’ I lied. ‘’But I think maybe you ought to leave.’’The leprechaun looked at me and shook his head. ‘’I think you’re wrong there, my boy,’’ the leprechaun retorted. I like your house, I think I’ll live here forever.’’‘’We’ll see about that,’’ I replied.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Fiction
Night Ride
She cackled as she flew by the white moon; a child squirming in the burlap sack was flung over her shoulder. She knew it was her night, the night of Samhain, Halloween. Ghosts peeled back the thin veil separating the living and the dead. The witch’s sisters danced barefoot and naked in the forest. A pagan demon played the flute; he was serenading the wicked beauties. Music sliced through the night. Birds circled Ravens gathered, amassing quite the murder. Demons and ghosts massaged their erogenous zones. Males or females, it did not matter. Sex was sex to a bride of Satan. All witches were brides of Satan.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Fiction
The Haunted Mask Review
Carly Beth Cadwell is a scaredy cat who suffers ridiculous bullying at the hands of Chuck and Steve. They prank her in the pumpkin patch and embarass her at school, legit getting all the entire lunch room to laugh at her after one particularly nasty prank involving tricking Carly Beth to eat a worm in her sandwich.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Geeks
Halloween Ends
Halloween Ends was a letdown. Let’s say Corey took up the mantle. That was the movie that was set up. Why did this not happen? The hospital scene in Kills was heavy-handed but could have made more sense with Corey being the new killer. Haddonfield knew what happened when they succumbed to fear. Instead of succumbing to fear, Corey was what happens when one gives into the darkness.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Horror
Politics is Ruining American Culture in 2024
There is an etiquette when discussing politics with people. Be civil. People view the world in a certain way and do not always just see politics as simply policies. They legitimately believe that how they vote says something about their morality. Political affiliation is nothing more than how one votes. We all see the world differently and social media and the mainstream media have waved the fans of dissention.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in The Swamp
How AI Helped my Writing
The Twisted Mr. Bendy is a screenplay I am writing. I came up with the idea back in 2016. Stephen King talked about picturing putting bread crumbs in a strainer. The rest will seep out but the big substantial stuff stays, much like an idea. The good stuff stays. Well, I wrote forty pages back then and it was overly complicated and the rest of my screenwriting class could not make heads or tails of it. Fine. I honed my craft and restarted it a few days ago I am up to page 13 with none of the old stuff saved. All that remains are three character names and she sees a hypnotist clown. Everything else is new.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Geeks
Halloween Never Ends
Halloween Ends was a divisive film. I have no doubt that the filmmakers believe that they made a film Where Lori was healing and didn't want to be dictated by fear it hadn't felt made this boogeyman because they were afraid of Michael and so they made Corey into a boogie man of sorts.
By DJ Robbinsabout a year ago in Geeks
